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Andy Gibb in spirit just showed up again!

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I am frantically writing this post!  I’m half incoherent right now!  Breathe Atheria…breathe…

Okay, going back in time, I met Andy Gibb in 1977-1978 when he was first becoming very famous.  He came to Rochester, NY to autograph his first hit album, back when there were still record stores.  I think he was 19 at the time and I will NEVER forget how sweet and kind of a soul he was.  Decades later, I still remember is fragile sweetness and it makes me cry.

I am still devastated by his untimely passing in 1988.

Andy Gibb grave

Those who know me know that I love cemeteries.  I love to sit in them and when I used to work next to one in Westwood, CA, I’d eat my lunch next to Marilyn Monroe, Natalie Wood, Dean Martin, Truman Capote, and Eva Gabor.  I feel peace there.  I don’t often feel peace.  I am a very restless soul.  Anyway, YEARS ago (and I can’t believe I never blogged about this) I went to the Hollywood Hills Forest Lawn Cemetery to walk around and commune with departed souls.  I’ve gotta say, Liberace’s crypt is beautiful!  But, I was drawn to Andy, not only because I’d met him when I was around 11 years old, but because I somehow understood him.  I FELT his soul and its struggles here in 3D Earth.  I put my hand on his wall burial site and was flooded with emotion.  I felt his soul.  I asked him if he had any advice for those of us down here (like what I did with Dennis Hopper in 2012) and…this makes me want to cry again in 2019…he said, “Love with all your heart, and you will be healed.”  I stood there, totally overwhelmed with love and sorrow for I don’t know how long.  I finally pulled myself away from his “An Everlasting Love” marker (perfect choice) and walked around the large and pretty cemetery.  I thought that was the end of it, but I was wrong.

That night I had a “dream” (i.e. visitation) where I could hear Andy singing to me, “You are…this dreamer’s only dream….heaven’s angel…devil’s daughter….”  Now, I choose to ignore the “devil’s daughter” part.  🙂  I know what he was trying to convey.  Here are the lyrics to his song, “(Love Is) Thicker Than Water”.

Love is higher than a mountain
Love is thicker than water
You are this dreamer’s only dream
Heaven’s angel, devil’s daughter

Say, my mind, should I go with her on silent nights
She’ll drive me crazy in the end
And I should leave this paradise
But I can’t leave her
While I need her more than she needs you
That’s what I’m living for

Love is higher than a mountain
Love is thicker than water
You are this dreamer’s only dream
Heaven’s angel, devil’s daughter

Say, my thought, should I find out she don’t care at all
She’ll leave me crying in the end
Wandering through the afterglow
But I can’t leave her
While I need her more than she needs you
That’s what I’m praying for

Love is higher than a mountain
Love is thicker than water
You are this dreamer’s only dream
Heaven’s angel, devil’s daughter

Love is higher than a mountain
Love is thicker than water
You are this dreamer’s only dream
Heaven’s angel, devil’s daughter

La, la, la
La, la, la, la, la…

And here is Andy Gibb singing this song.

I have an incredibly hard time watching him even now.  He breaks my heart.  As a teenager, I had him, Elvis, Shaun Cassidy, and Rick Springfield all over my bedroom walls.  But, Andy touched my soul.  I can’t explain it.  We lost him WAY too soon.

Flash forward to July 2, 2019…today.  Fate has caused a blessing of a human being to walk into my life (VERY recently) when I’d given up all hope at age 52.5 years old of ever being able to love and be loved in return  (I’m really good at loving with NO return).  Driving home from work tonight, a radio station started playing Andy’s “Shadow Dancing” (which I’d not heard in ages) and it got me thinking about what happened at his grave site years ago.

Well (keeping in mind I’m driving at a zippy speed) I started tingling REALLY strongly.  My friend would say I was feeling GSRs.  I’m not even sure what GSR stands for, but it means MAJOR SPIRIT TINGLNG.  I knew, without question, it was Andy!

You got me looking at that heaven in your eyes
I was chasing your direction, I was telling you no lies
And I was loving you
When the words are said, baby, I lose my head

And in a world of people, there’s only you and I
There ain’t nothing come between us in the end
How can I hold you when you ain’t even mine?
Only you can see me through
I leave it up to you

Do it light, taking me through the night
Shadow dancing, baby you do it right, uh-huh
Give me more, drag me across the floor
Shadow dancing, all this and nothing more

All that I need is just one moment in your arms
I was chasing your affection, I was doing you no harm
And I was loving you
Make it shine, make it rain, baby I know my way

I need that sweet sensation of living in your love
I can’t breath when you’re away, it pulls me down
You are the question and the answer am I
Only you can see me through
I leave it up to you

Do it light, taking me through the night
Shadow dancing, baby you do it right
Give me more, drag me across the floor
Shadow dancing, all this and nothing more

And in this world of people, there’s only you and I
There ain’t nothing come between us in the end
How can I hold you when you ain’t even mine?
Only you can see me through
I leave it up to you, oh

Do it light, taking me through the night
Shadow dancing, baby you do it right
Give me more, drag me across the floor
Shadow dancing, all this and nothing more

Do it light, taking me through the night
Shadow dancing, baby you do it right
Give me more, drag me across the floor
Shadow dancing, all this and nothing more

Do it light, taking me through the night
Shadow dancing, baby you do it right
Give me more, drag me across the floor
Shadow dancing, all this and nothing more

Do it light, taking me through the night
Shadow dancing, baby you do it right
Give me more, drag me across the floor
Shadow dancing, all this and nothing more

I felt that Andy, in spirit, was confirming something regarding my life right now.  I know that people are going to say, “Why would he come to YOU?  You aren’t anyone he ever knew or cared about.”  But, I’ve also been visited by John Lennon TWICE (where he told me he tried to protect George Harrison during the famous home break-in and when called me “mate” the first time….super cool) and David Bowie.  So, I don’t question what happens anymore.  Keep in mind, they are WAY expanded up there.  I feel that if they can find an open receiver, they latch onto the chance to talk.

ANYWAY…I rushed home to blog about all of this.  When I was looking for unrestricted pictures of Andy Gibb to use in this post, I was drawn to one that is at the top of this post…his album cover.  As I was downloading it, I noticed this 444!

Andy 444

For those who don’t know, spirit talks to me via numbers A LOT.  The number 444 means that angels are with you.  Look it up. 🙂

What happened tonight during my drive home was not nothing.  It was a spirit message, and I fully know that Andy had his hand in it.  Love with all your heart, and you will be healed.  That has extra significance for me as I’ve been living with severe physical pain.  But physical pain is not my only pain.  I think that is all too common in our world now…sadly.

Peace,

Atheria with Andy

Crime, Compassion,Yoga, and Angels

As mentioned in my prior channeling post, I was mugged/attacked in the middle of broad daylight in a shopping center parking lot last Saturday.  The attack has been devastating financially, emotionally, and physically (unlike normal, I had ALL..and I mean ALL forms of ID in my purse…along with all access to money – usually I don’t have my debit card with me – and the creep got my apartment and car keys so I had to re-key my Honda to the tune of over $1,229 so he couldn’t come to where I live and steal her).  I did fight with him and got injured in the process.  My already BAD neck got really whacked and my pain level has been HIGH all week.  I also hurt my back, left knee, and my right thigh is black and blue.  I made the New Mexico news, although I’d rather be on the news for winning the lottery or something.

Here are photos I found of my stolen Coach purse and Ralph Lauren wallet. https://www.instagram.com/p/BPT5BLjDZBP/

Because I have never totally recovered from my Albuquerque house’s burglary in 2012 (it is truly a horrible feeling of being violated to have strangers rummage through every single thing you own…underwear, diaries, and all)…then having my Fiat vandalized…and I won’t even go into the sexual related violations from my past…this recent personal violation has REALLY affected me and I think I’m developing PTSD to a degree.  I’m very on edge and trust NO ONE.  Because this most recent waste of oxygen creep drove up behind me in a car while I was loading groceries, anyone driving near me, sitting in a car, or just standing around outdoors freaks me out and I’m filled with panic.  Doing laundry today at a laundromat, I got nervous and guarded my wristlet and keys when an innocent mom minding her own business started folding clothes near me.  I honestly don’t think I’ll ever be carefree and “safe” feeling again.  I’m filled with both rage and fear.  My emotions go back and forth.  I’m on Amazon right now ordering self protection devices.  Thank God, though, I didn’t have my gun in my purse last Saturday or he would have gotten my Walther PK380 semi automatic.  If you’re going to carry a gun, wear it ON you…not in a purse or backpack.

Initially the most devastating thing was the loss of my identity and having no access to funds.  One of the police gave me $10 for gas because I only had about 1 gallon of gas in Ruby.  (He’s getting a Starbucks card in the mail.)  Do you know what it’s like to not be able to prove who you are?!  You need ID to get ID!  I’m grateful to the New Mexico MVD because they bent over backwards to figure out a way to get me a new license with what I could scrounge up mixed with what I had shown them in November when I got my license.  My replacement credit card just came today…thank God again…and my replacement birth certificate, thanks to my 81 year old dad who drove all over Rochester, NY trying to get proof his daughter was born.  Now as the days have gone on…I’m feeling sad about the “unimportant” material items I lost.  The fucker got my most expensive and favorite burgundy Coach handbag that had my favorite Ralph Lauren wallet in it…along with my rhinestone, cute Hello Kitty business card holder that mom gave me, and a cute Hello Kitty key chain my friend in Florida gave me.  During my house burglary, the two crack whore sisters who went “shopping” in my house took my FAVORITES of whatever they stole.  They took my favorite purses, DVDs, jewelry, etc.  I feel like anything I love gets taken away from me…including my cats, Bodhi and Karma, who died too young. 😦 After the burglary in 2012, my house that I had loved was ruined.  I ended up selling it because it felt tainted.  I had been so proud of myself for buying my own house and loved my little house…but…it wasn’t the same after the violation.  Should I just never have anything I like ever again?  Will some other fucker take it from me?!  I’m angry…very angry.

Although I didn’t do yoga last Saturday (needless to say I wasn’t in the mood) like I obsessively do daily, I did force myself to do my yoga practice the other days.  It hasn’t been easy, but it’s been needed.  I tend to be out-of-body half the time anyway, but with what I’m going through and the fact my head/neck pain has been so bad, I’ve definitely wanted to disconnect from my physical body.  The yoga has helped me to pull back into my injured body/clothing.  And it’s helped me feel where I’m holding the most tension so that I can work on releasing it.  I’ve not cried on the mat this week, but I have cried on the mat before.  I never understood crying during yoga when other yoginis/yogis had mentioned it…until it happened to me a while ago.  Yoga truly is healing in many ways.

I’m not to the point where I can be Buddhist and feel compassion for my attacker (as you can tell from my prior language) like the Dalai Lama would instantly do, but there’s a reason I’m not the Dalai Lama or a monk.  The anger is just too strong.  But, I do know that I need to aim toward forgiving the mugger, and feeling compassion for where he’s at in his life that stealing from others is what he feels he needs to do.  (A friend is doing voodoo on him right now and that’s totally fine with me…told you…not to compassion yet.)  I know I need to find a way back to LOVE…so that’s a good sign.  Hopefully me wishing him a slow, painful death will pass.  The struggle is real.

This is a long post…sorry…but I need to express.

As much as watching the horrible news and going through what happened last Saturday has made me think humans are vile and I just want to live on a mountain top with my cats has been the forefront of my week…goodness, like a flower starting to sprout up through the ground has made me realize there ARE blessings in darkness.  When one of the Santa Fe police officers was driving me back to my car after getting a spare key from my apartment, a truck was next to us on the road with a 444 in its license plate.  In the messed up state I was in, I knew my angels were letting me know I’d be okay.  Then today, while driving to my PO Box, I noticed a 444 on Ruby’s odometer (Ruby is my Honda).  When I got to the post office, not only was my new credit card (access to funds!) and new birth certificate in my box, but also a donation solicitation mailing from a place I’ve never heard of.  And, look what was included in it (also lots of angel stickers)!!

angelswithmeMy unseen friends let me know that yes, they ARE with me and helping from the Other Side.  We truly are never alone when it feels like we are.  My angels are pretty creative too, regarding letting me know they’re around.  They know I can be dense, so they get really obvious.

On top of the compassionate police officer, my friend in Albuquerque, Sy, canceled her Sunday plans last weekend and drove up with $300 to help me get a phone and survive until I could get to my money.  Now, she wanted to go dumpster diving looking for my probably tossed out Coach bag (I doubt the guy realized the bag was worth WAY more than the $30 in it), but I had to remind her that Santa Fe has a lot of dumpsters, and it was freezing cold.  She is someone I love and will value forever for her enthusiasm and her compassion.  LOL!  Then there were the people at MVD who went above and beyond to try to help me.  What made me cry this week…well…I’ve cried a lot…was when I came back to my office at work and found a card slipped under my door.  When I opened it, a bunch of young postdocs down the hall who had heard about what happened to me and felt bad for me had signed an emotional support card saying that they wanted to prove to me that not ALL humans suck ass and that people DO care about me…and they included a $25 Starbucks gift card.  (No, I’m not sending that one to the police officer.  Ha!)  I barely even know these people (they are in a different department) and they truly touched my heart.  I’ve been overwhelmed by people’s care this week.  As I look for the good in the bad, THAT has been the most important lesson…that LIGHT DOES OVERCOME THE DARKNESS.

I also can’t forget to mention another kindness.  The Pueblo of Pojoaque police department let me hide my car at their place until I could get the locks and ignition changed this week.  People have been truly lovely to me.  All of my interaction with the Santa Fe police, Pojoaque police, and Santa Fe County sheriff members has been wonderful.

I know that everything happens for a reason, and I’m already starting to see what good will come from something bad happening.  I can’t say that I’m going to feel safe anytime soon, and I’m definitely making changes in terms of my personal security, but I have felt loved this week…often times by strangers.  There IS hope for this world.

In Light,

Atheria

Watches, numbers, pothole covers, and more!

This post is going to cover a bunch of happenings, so sorry if I end up all over the place.  Ha!

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Me with my new headstand bench!

Last Saturday I went to a MeetUp group called “Coffee, Tea, & Spirituality” (I could not resist a group with THAT name!) for the first time.  As you know, spirit speaks to me with numbers A LOT…and increasingly so.  My biggies have been 444 (angels are with you), 333 (Masters are with you), 555 (changes are coming), and the occasional 1111 (the mother of all spiritual numbers…see http://www.nvisible.com for info).  On the way to the meeting, I got two 333s within a minute of each other.  The meeting turned out to be really great, and part way through I got the urge to check the time on my phone, and when I did it was exactly 11:11 a.m. of course!  Love it!  So, my unseen friends seem fans of this new group I’ve joined.  Lovely group of people there.

A few of years ago or so, I felt strongly urged by my unseen friends to stop wearing watches.  They were aggressive about it.  I suspected the quartz/electromagnetic field put off by watches was disturbing my body’s energy or something…but that’s just a guess.  So I didn’t wear watches for a long time, and I’m obsessed with knowing what time it is.  Anyway, a year ago or less, I suddenly just got this craving for a watch.  It felt “safe” at that point, so I went to Macy’s and got a pretty watch.  It ran fine for a while, and then died.  (sooner than it probably should have)  I went to Walmart to get a new battery put in, and the watch died again a month later or so.  So, I didn’t wear a watch again for a long time.  All of a sudden last weekend, I got this urge to get another battery for the dead pretty watch, went to my new local Walmart, but they wouldn’t open up a watch they didn’t sell for some dumb reason.  I ended up just buying a cheapy basic watch while there.  That was on the 11th.  Today, on the 16th, I woke up to a dead watch.  Thankfully, I kept the receipt, so Walmart did put a new battery in it.  While I was talking to the gal who was working on my watch, I mentioned, “Well, you never know how long a watch has been sitting on a store shelf, having its battery drain.”  She replied, “Actually, we go through watches very fast and pretty much they are all new every week.”  So then I turned back to my other gut feeling…that my energy is blowing the watches.  We’ll see how long this brand new battery lasts!  I’ve met other people who blow out watches and have given up even trying to wear one.  Has this happened to any of my readers?

My constant head and neck pain has been HORRID again since last week for some stupid reason.  I’ve booked a Watsu session for Monday, but in my desperation to get relief NOW, I looked on CraigsList for the heck of it to see if anyone was selling a used yoga headstand bench I could get for cheap.  The AirBnB I stayed at in Taos back in April had one and I loved it.  As fate would have it, there was one in good condition for sale in Boulder for only $40.  I drove up this morning to buy it, and got talking with the kind man selling it about cats and life.  He happened to mention a “coincidental” story about his cat that prompted us to start talking about more metaphysical/spiritual stuff.  At one point, he mentioned he’d lost a brother back in the early 1970s who was 6 years older than him, and told me about this sign he got that he felt was a message from the brother long ago.  Well, you don’t mention that kind of stuff to me, because BAM!  The tingling started and his brother showed up.  I ended up giving him some messages from his brother in spirit, that meant a lot to him.  I could not help but think I was sent to buy this headstand bench from this man so that his brother could “talk” to him.  I truly feel there are ZERO chance encounters in life.

Also, during our long and lovely talk, we got talking about numbers.  I specifically told him about 555, 333, 444, and 1111.  He said that he noticed numbers a lot too…but wasn’t really aware of the meanings of these specific ones.  I hadn’t been driving but 5 minutes back toward home with my new yoga headstand bench when I got two 1111s in a row and then a 555!  I texted him and he loved it!  That just kind of confirmed for me that his brother arranged this morning’s meeting.

And since I’m talking about numbers, all of a sudden the past few days I’m getting new ones for me, 222s and 777s.  I need to look up what they mean.  I think 222 means partnership (good news) and 777 may mean just spirituality, but I’m not sure.  In fact, when I got to Walmart for my watch battery on the way back from Boulder, in the parking lot there was not only a 777, but a phone number on the side of a commercial vehicle was (303) 777-7777!  I just laughed!

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Westminster, CO lid in a sidewalk.

Take a look at the picture above of a sewer system or electrical system underground lid.  Do you see what I see?  I see a pyramid with UFO over it!  And I feel that the circle means something too.  I need to pull out symbols books and look up Sacred Geometry or something.  Even “Monitoring Well” sounds freaking suspicious!  With the whole Denver International Airport issue…nothing would shock me at this point.  Sometimes hints are in plain site and we don’t notice them because they ARE so obvious.

http://www.thedenverchannel.com/news/front-range/denver/denver-international-airport-receives-letter-from-jesse-ventura-with-warning-of-airport-excavation

Okay, I’ve rambled on enough today.  Thanks for reading!

In light,

Atheria

Past lives, current pain, and forgiveness

There is a great weekly meeting here in Albuquerque called “Spirit Presents ABQ” where there is either a speaker/presenter each week, or an open forum where channels, psychics, etc. can practice their gifts in a supportive environment.  (Email Barbara at spiritpresentsabq@gmail.com if you want to be added to her weekly emailed newsletter.)  Due to my schedule, I don’t go very often, but felt a strong pull to go to tonight’s practice session.  Earlier in the day I felt that I wouldn’t do any channeling, but may just give some mini psychic readings.  I was wrong.

There were 6 of us who showed up tonight, with me being the last arrival.  I sat in between a guy and gal and really didn’t expect to do much because my 20+ year long constant head and neck pain has been really, really bad lately and exhausting (don’t know why I got so much worse last July, but I did).  Barbara led an  opening meditation and both she and another channel gave channeled messages.  When she asked if anyone else needed to channel, I didn’t say anything because I wasn’t feeling it.  But then the empath to my right felt spirit with me and spoke up and said that I had major energies wanting to come through, which triggered me to go into trance pretty quickly.  (Later on, the man to my left said that the moment I walked into the room and sat down, he felt MAJOR energy with me.)  Because Barbara, when she first greeted me tonight, asked if I could ask my guides to be more gentle with me during channeling than they normally are, my session tonight was “better” than normal and a bit more gentle.  (You can see some old videos of me on my Atheria PsychicMedium YouTube channel in trance and it can be pretty scary to watch as I look like I’ve got cerebral palsy or that I’m having a stroke or something.)  That being said, the first channeling I did was very painful due to the tension in my body and the movement/positions my head and neck were put into (have a neck injury) and I couldn’t do on too long due to the extra pain.  I do wish I’d been tape recorded though, as some important political stuff was said by a group that referred to themselves as “The Golden Dawn but not The Golden Dawn known for magick”.  This group said they were connected to Sirius.

Because I was wiped out afterward, and complaining about how bad my head and neck hurt, the kind man to my left asked if he could do some energy work on me and, of course, I said yes.  He took my left hand and I could feel some gentle flowing/shifting…it’s hard to explain.  After a few minutes he said that a LONG time ago, pre Middle Ages, I had been beheaded and the chopping off of my head didn’t go smoothly…so it was a horrible execution gone wrong.  (I have been killed by my neck  in numerous past lives, but this one I wasn’t familiar with, although I was beheaded in another life too.)  He said that I needed to forgive the people who killed me in that life and my other lives.  (My hanging on July 19, 1692 during the Salem Witch Trials is another biggie.)  It was also mentioned that I needed to forgive myself because there were things I did wrong too.  He said that I had been killed because of my beliefs, which confirmed what a fellow channel friend in Los Angeles said to me years ago, “You’ve been killed many times because you had beliefs that were ahead of your time and not the norm.  But, this is finally the life where you can speak your truth and not be punished/killed.”  I can’t remember now exactly what he said, but when he mentioned something about there being a bridge between the past life he saw and now, I was hit with emotion and started to cry.  The word BRIDGE is major for me.  Many years ago at the start of my journey, I had a “dream” with James Van Praagh in it where he walked up to me and said, “You are a bridge for spirit.”  That’s why my old email address was spiritbridge@yahoo.com (deleted now) and that’s why this blog’s address is what it is.

In honesty, I said that I carry A LOT of anger with me regarding being hung during the Salem Witch Trials, for example, so it would not surprise me if I’m also carrying anger from other brutal deaths in my past…that are “bridged” to my current neck and head pain.  I was told I’ve really got to work on forgiving all involved, and myself.  Then the people in the circle addressed the issue of WHY my channeling is always so physically stressful, difficult, and dramatic.  They made me aware that instead of just letting the energies I’m channeling flow through me, I seemed to be pushing them out or something.  They pointed out that perhaps I felt FEAR of being persecuted for my channeling and was kind of blocking the energies instead of TRUSTING and LETTING GO OF CONTROL to allow a smoother flow.  I will admit that (1) I am a control freak, so totally letting go is an issue and (2) I have major trust issues in general, and do question what comes through and debate with “them” in my head before any words come out.  I carry on full fledged arguments behind the scenes in my head.  I’m so afraid of not being believed or that my unseen friends will be wrong, I totally jam up the energy…which causes the contorting, gasping, locked up muscles, etc.  After coaching me a bit on how to just ALLOW…I tried to channel again to see if I could get it to be easier/smoother.  Sure enough, it was easier.  It wasn’t perfect and Barbara had to remind me to breathe when she could see that I was starting to hold back/control, but it was definitely better than my usual sessions.

Doing this work, it’s so hard to trust what is happening!  You keep asking yourself, “Is this just me making up stuff?”  But, during my second try, my unseen friends (a different group from the Pleiades that knew the first group) gave 100% accurate spirit messages to 3 people in the room!  Add to that, the wonderful note I got today on Instagram about a prediction I made a year ago or so that just came true…and…my confidence is building!  I question all the time, “Can I really do this?”  So, it’s nice to get confirmation that I’m not talking out my butt.  Ha!

The interesting thing is that afterward, my 20+ year long migraine shifted.  My “normal” pain is a constant really bad pressure sensation deep inside my brain pushing out in all directions, with it being worse in my occipital region.  Add to that the burning at the base of my skull and in certain parts of my neck and the occasional stabbing in my neck/traps, and things are just lovely…not.  Anyway, my head still felt pressure pain, but it was a little lower and there was a throbbing more concentrated pain on the left side of my head.  Any change in the type of head pain is a good sign in my book, after 20 years.  I think I’m clearly onto something.  I need to buckle down and work on forgiving those who killed me, forgive myself, and stop fearing my gift and letting it flow.  I must continue to speak my truth and another guy tonight suggested pulling the blue flame into my throat chakra.  When I’m starting to channel, I often start coughing and that is not a coincidence.

It’s late and I think I’m forgetting other important stuff that happened tonight.  But, I left with some important things to think about and work on.  I’m so glad I went to the practice session!  Of course, now I’m questioning if I should be leaving Albuquerque next month as planned.  But, as a couple of them said, if Colorado doesn’t work out, I can always come back.  True!  I have this weird feeling that this job in my beloved Taos that I’ve written off as not going to come through, will come through just as I’m about to move do the Denver/Boulder area.  Now that could just be me worrying though, and not a message.  LOL!  I have a strong connection to the Rocky Mountains from Colorado down into New Mexico and said under hypnosis last August that eventually I wouldn’t live in just one place, that I’d travel a lot for my spiritual work…especially between Colorado and New Mexico.  My gut does feel that is going to happen.  I would like to mention that when John Denver wrote “Rocky Mountain High”…he was actually in mountains near Taos, New Mexico, not Colorado! 🙂 My magical Taos!

The moral of this long post is:  Do not hold onto anger as it causes many health problems.  Speak your truth.  Trust in your higher self and guides.  And being a control freak just causes stress.

In light,

Atheria

P.S.  Oh, when I got into my car to head home after the meeting tonight, I looked at my car’s odometer to see a 444!  Angel sign! 🙂

 

Magical time full of synchronicity

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I just love it when synchronicity kicks in to let you know that there really are no accidents and that there is a plan for you!  Even when that plan remains unclear, it makes it easier to get up in the morning…if for no other reason…because you’re curious about what will happen next!

A couple of weeks ago the book “Communion” popped into my head with the thought, “You’ve never read it and should read it.”  I dismissed the thought as nothing, and went on with my life.  Well, earlier this week I got an interoffice mailed envelope at work.  When I opened it, it was the book!  A friend sent it to me with a note saying she was cleaning out her house and getting rid of stuff, and thought I might want the book!  She’s not really into my metaphysical stuff, so that made this even odder!  I started the book and LOVE it so far!  Why didn’t I read it years ago?!  But, that was just the start…

The monthly meeting of MUFON New Mexico was today.  I almost didn’t go because it was held way out in Rio Rancho and I live in the Nob Hill area of Albuquerque.  But, something in my gut (more likely one of my unseen friends) urged me to go anyway and not be lazy.  I’m so glad I did!  The speaker was a lovely man named Joe Lewels (author of Rulers of the Earth and The God Hypothesis) and smack dab in the middle of his really interesting talk he mentioned “Communion“!  Granted, this was a talk about ETs and not hydrangeas, but it’s an older book and not that commonly talked about now in late 2015.  More importantly, I felt that it was significant that it was mentioned today…days after it was randomly sent to me after it had popped into my head.

When Joe finished his great presentation today, I went over to quickly thank him and comment on something but got chatting with two people who run MUFON New Mexico.  When Ty mentioned he’s connected to Denver (used to live there), I was slammed by spirit strongly (witnesses can attest).  When I was under hypnosis in late August I said that my TRUE work was going to get a boost when I speak next Saturday (November 21st at 12:15 p.m. at North Domingo Baca Multigenerational Center) at the monthly NM UFO/Paranormal Forum event.  Under hypnosis I also said that it would lead me to traveling around to attend events and that I wouldn’t live in just one place.  I felt strongly that I’d be going back and forth often between Colorado and New Mexico, especially.  Talking later with Ty, I do feel that somehow he’s going to lead me to Denver…where I feel I need to get ensconced in it’s large metaphysical community.

After the meeting/talk, a bunch of us went to Sadie’s inside the Santa Ana Star Casino for food and drinks.  On the way there, I gasped when I noticed that part of the license plate for the car Ty was in had 444 in it!  I’ve blogged before about my strong 444 connection (angels signal via 444 and I woke up twice this past week at exactly 4:44 a.m.) and he was stunned to see that my fake front license plate (NM only has a back plate) was TAOS.  Come to find out, he’s very connected to Taos and I think it’s in the range of possible locations for a sustainable community he wants to build, which would include healing centers (although his main location would be near Durango, CO).  I also found out later that we all caught up with each other at Sadie’s at exactly 4:44 p.m.!  I hadn’t noticed that.

Nothing is concrete at all at this point, but everyone I met today just felt magical and arranged.  Something IS going on!  With what happened last week (see my prior post) I have this strong feeling I’m FINALLY being inched toward my REAL work.  If nothing else, the sustainable community geared toward people doing things they love and no longer existing for Corporate America’s greed…is something I’d love to be a part of.  We’ll see what happens.  I’ve been very surprised by the number of people coming up to me lately saying they are really looking forward to my talk on Saturday.  That is lovely.  I need to NOT stress out about it though!  LOL

Pay attention to “coincidences”!  Pay attention to signs.  Pay attention, period!  We all can be led if we allow…

In light,

Atheria

What catches your eye needs to be seen.

As I mention in the video above, I read years ago that you should always pay attention to things that catch your eye as you’re going about your day.  The little things you notice are actually messages your spirit guides or loved ones in spirit send to you.

Our unseen friends often use whatever means necessary to contact or signal us.  If you think about it, you and I could be walking down the street together and a license plate with a 444 in it catches my eye (an angelic “hello”) but you don’t notice it at all.  A minute later, you may notice a magazine cover that says “Spain on a Budget” as an article title just as you were thinking you’d love to go to Spain but don’t think you can afford it.  I, on the other hand, am oblivious to the magazine.

On my drive home from work today I was practically getting full messages from my unseen friends.  Whenever I’d turn my head or glance anywhere, my eyes would land on something significant.  It got to be funny!  I felt like I was reading a story written out just for me.

So, please make note of things throughout the day that grab your attention…even seemingly insignificant things.  It would be helpful to keep a little notebook or type notes into your phone.  Noting what you were thinking about when you noticed something interesting would also be a good idea.  I have a feeling that the more we do this, the more help we’ll get from the Other Side.  Our guides and loved ones will be excitedly yelling, “Whoo Hoo!  We finally can communicate in a way anyone can understand!” 🙂

In Light,
Atheria

Happy!

Those who are around me know that I’ve been miserable because I want out of Albuquerque and job hunting in more exciting and happening cities out of state has been frustrating.  I’m bored out of my mind.  I’m lonely.  I’m tired of the lack of opportunities here.  I miss the entertainment industry (although New Mexico’s film and TV business is doing well at the moment, my day job isn’t in the industry).  I feel trapped and rotting.  You get the idea.

While taking my daily lunchtime walk yesterday I listened to various songs, including “Happy” by Pharrell Williams.  That song always makes me feel better.  When I got back to my office I turned off my phone’s music player and closed all running apps and notifications.  That is, I tried to clear out all notifications and apps.  The “Happy” artwork from the CD wouldn’t go away!  No matter what I did, it showed up on my phone’s screen!  Either at the top of the screen like this image shows below, or full screen.

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Happy

This went on for hours!  Then things got weirder.  I tried to look something up on Amazon.com but the site wouldn’t let me even do a search until I logged in.  The thing is, my phone kept pre-filling in an old spiritbridge@yahoo.com address I closed long ago despite the fact that I’ve been logging into Amazon with a different Gmail address for ages!  In fact, I’m not positive I’ve EVER used that spiritbridge address since I’ve had this phone.  When I tried to delete the old address and enter my current one, the phone wouldn’t let me.  The keyboard kept disappearing, etc.  I swear it took about 20-30 tries to finally erase the Yahoo address out and get my Gmail address typed in.  By the way, why I was trying to get into Amazon was to link a book about angels and the whole 444 phenomenon to an Instagram post for this gal I felt needed to read the fabulous true story.  The book is called The Messengers and many people who read it start getting 444s.

During this fight with my phone, what popped out at me was the word “spiritbridge”.  I just had the strongest feeling my unseen friends were trying to give me a message about being happy and my spiritual work that has been mostly neglected for a while.  I did do a reading last Friday that went well, but that was the first one in a long time and I’ve also not been doing any trance channeling work.  I’ve been getting so many 444s and 555s (555 means changes are coming) lately.  Hopefully this all means that I’m going to be happy because changes are coming and I’ll have more fulfilling work than what my day job is!  Either that, or my friends in spirit are just wanting me to snap out of my bad mood and get happy!

Later in the day, as I was leaving the supply room I suddenly heard “Happy” playing!  A coworker who has never played that song before decided to listen to it on her computer!  Okay, okay, I get the message!

I’m telling you about this because I want to encourage you to be open to messages no matter how they come.  I don’t believe in useless coincidences.  I think all coincidences and synchronicities are important and shouldn’t be ignored.  A famous psychic once said that anything that catches your eye/attention is a message.  You don’t notice every single little thing around you during the day, so when you notice something, take note of it as it’s some kind of message.  Keep your eyes and heart open and receptive.  Allow our unseen friends to help.

In light,
Atheria