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My Grandpa Slovik is STILL a mechanic in spirit!

Sloviks 9-5-94

Grandma and Grandpa – 9/5/1994

I’ve blogged before about how my maternal grandpa, William “Bill” Slovik, has been watching over me in spirit for years.  Here are some prior posts, from oldest to newest.

https://bridge4spirit.wordpress.com/2012/08/11/either-grandpa-or-grandma-slovik-is-a-spirit-guide-for-me/

https://bridge4spirit.wordpress.com/2012/11/26/grandpa-slovik-and-now-my-uncle-chuckie-are-guides-for-me/

https://bridge4spirit.wordpress.com/2012/12/07/its-so-nice-to-be-protected-by-my-grandpa/

https://bridge4spirit.wordpress.com/2013/06/02/hi-grandpa-slovik/

I still remember the day he crossed over on October 30, 1997 because he immediately came to me in spirit when I was in Los Angeles.  He said some things that needed to be said, sent his love, and left…or so I thought.  It was years later that I became aware of his protection and guidance from the Other Side.  To be honest, I’d not heard from him in a while, but I’m pretty sure he was the mechanic who stepped in to help out regarding my car, Ruby, this weekend.

You can see Ruby’s Taos mud event here.  https://bridge4spirit.wordpress.com/2020/02/16/prince-in-spirit-taos-mountain/

After Ruby got towed out of the quicksand like mud that I’d struggled for a long time to get her out of, I thought we both were covered in mud, but fine.  I drove around Taos for the rest of the day with no issues that I noticed…and then back home to Santa Fe on Saturday night.  But, on Sunday morning, I suddenly got this random, STRONG urge to check Ruby’s radiator for antifreeze/coolant, and her windshield cleaning fluid.  It was a pressing feeling.  Her radiator’s fluid wasn’t dangerously low, but it could use more…so I added some, and it was fine.  Then I tried to add windshield cleaning fluid, and poured, and poured, and poured.  I suddenly heard a noise and looked at the ground, to see all of what I had poured into Ruby, on the ground!  It was going in one end and out the other.  Ugh!

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GD-it all to hell! If it's not one thing, it's another! At this rate, with constant repairs, I'm never going to be able to get a bed! I refilled Ruby's anti freeze/coolant, and that went fine, but when I tried to refill her windshield washer fluid, it poured out onto the pavement! Argh! I don't know if something got damaged when we were stuck in the mud yesterday (see yesterday's event) or if this has been going on for a while! Granted, this isn't an emergency issue (also, her cracked windshield) like her brakes were, but….crap!! And yes, I'm washing her next. Should I mention that a car that's not even 5 years old needs to be totally repainted due to New Mexico rock damage?! Do not even get me started on the fact my car should have been included in the 2015 recall of bad engine coils?! At least when her fuel injectors also went bad in June of 2018 with under 50,000 miles that was included in her warranty! #carrepairs #carissues #2015hondafit #hondafit2015 #hondafit #hondalife #honda #carsofinstagram #cars

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As you can see from this Instagram post, I was aggravated. 😉 Anyway, moments after this, my neighbor, who drives a cool 2003 Subaru Baja, came out and we talked for the first time (other than just hellos).  I don’t really know trustworthy mechanics in Santa Fe, so when he highly recommended a place that specializes in Hondas (he used to be in charge of a fleet of cars and this place is where they got all the work done), I decided to take my Fit there the next day.  As fate would have it, I had Monday off for Presidents’ Day…so the timing was perfect.

I had worried that while stuck in deep mud and trying to go frontward, backward, sideways, etc. mud had gotten shoved up inside Ruby’s engine and damaged stuff.  Turns out, I was right.  When the mechanics at Santa Fe Exclusive got Ruby’s fender off and could look inside, a bunch of stuff had been moved around during our mud fight and I’d badly torn a hose.  Thank God, I didn’t damage her pricier stuff!  It ended up being an $86 fix.

Later, Grandpa Slovik popped into my head.  I had this strong feeling he’d not only alerted me to check my car’s fluids, but also synchronistically had me run into my neighbor who could point me in the direction of great and honest mechanics!  From the Other Side, Grandpa Bill is STILL a mechanic (owned a garage for many years) and watching over my car!  That makes me feel very protected, which is great.

While trying to find pictures of his and Grandma Jeanette’s grave markers in New York online, I found information about his life that I didn’t know.  I did know he’d been in the Army during WWII, but didn’t know he was in the Counter Intelligence area.  The fact that I work for the Federal Government must be one of the reasons he resonates with me. 🙂

In Light,

Atheria

My fairy, Lisette, showed up with ANGELS.

Driving back to the pueblo I live on (in the middle of nowhere) from Santa Fe today, I suddenly got that feeling I get when someone wants to come through and speak.  Thankfully, my unseen friends waited until I got home. 😉 A group of angelic beings showed up first, but then Lisette…my fairy/faerie friend…showed up.  I just ADORE her energy!  She is lightness and fun!  My other unseen friends tend to be much more serious.  At one point during the channeling session, my head kept moving in the infinity symbol and I could not stop it.  In my mind, I had to tell them, “Okay, enough already.  People are going to get bored!”

Oddly, no cats intervened today.  Ha!  And, yes, I still have no REAL furniture and I’ve lived here since 11/2016.  I have commitment issues. 😉 I am NOT committing to New Mexico again!  Heck, I can’t even commit to a 2 year cell phone contract.  Anyway, please excuse the lack of decent decor and my dirty/stringy hair.  I really do need to pull it back out of the way when I channel.  As usual, this is clearly not some high end production here.  😀

In Light,

Atheria

Angel in a White Pick-up

I stupidly decided to drive up to very snowy Los Alamos today to check my PO Box since December 21, 2018 was the last time I was able to get my mail and I knew SAG-AFTRA Awards DVDs were waiting for me…along with a jury questionnaire.  (Yuck regarding the jury summons.)  New Mexico has been slammed with 3 snow storms since Christmas and Los Alamos got 2 feet of snow with just ONE of the storms.

Anyway, along the drive there, I took some videos and stopped at a popular overlook to snap a few pictures of a pretty canyon view.  Now, that pullout spot was snowy but “okay’ and Ruby, my 2015 Honda Fit, handled it decently.  I got back onto Highway 502 and continued up the mountain.  Then I impulsively decided to whip into this smaller scenic overlook pullout area…but the moment I did, I thought, “Uh Oh…This isn’t good.”  The snow was deeper than it looked and Ruby got totally stuck.

(Here are 3 pictures from the bigger, popular scenic overlook spot…before I got stuck a bit further up the mountain.  You can see how pretty it is, which is why I couldn’t resist.)

I hadn’t been there long… trying to dig out Ruby’s wheels, cursing, spinning her wheels helplessly, etc. when this guy showed up in a white pick-up truck to help me get out of the predicament I’d gotten myself into.  He pulled up behind us.  (He was about my age and very attractive, I must say.) The good Samaritan went right to work and between him digging some more, me rocking the car forward and backward, and him pushing Ruby’s butt, we were able to get her front wheels to finally gain traction so that I could get back onto the paved highway.  Because that part of 502 is narrow without much between traffic and falling thousands of feet down a cliff, once Ruby got traction and I could pull out…I had to GO.  I couldn’t sit in the road to ask the guy for his name and address so I could send him a gift to thank him.  I just had to quickly wave and take off as a big truck was coming.  But, once I got to a much wider part of the highway, I pulled over waiting for him to come up 502 in his white truck.  I had planned on waving him down and then getting his info.  Well, there are only two options on that part of Highway 502…up the mountain or down the mountain.  There aren’t side streets or other routes.  I waited and waited and waited but he never showed up!  I’m like, “Where the heck did he go?”  Granted, he COULD have gone down the mountain, but I think he’d been heading up like I was.  He just disappeared!

I’ll never know for sure if he was just a nice guy helping a lady in distress, or if he was an angel in disguise, but I kind of like thinking he was sent by my Unseen Friends. 🙂

https://photos.app.goo.gl/YMRGjgMhetVcFd769

Here’s a video as I headed back down the mountain showing where Ruby had been stuck earlier.  If I had to call a tow truck, it would have been VERY hard to maneuver on that narrow stretch of road…so my angel in a pick-up truly saved the day!

Blessings to you in 2019!

Atheria

Attention please!

attention

To all my fellow mediums, I need to ask a question:  How do you know when a thought isn’t just a random thought and actually a warning from spirit?  In retrospect, I had gotten warnings that my car was going to be hit while parked yesterday, but stupid me didn’t catch on.  I had this urge to fold in my driver’s side mirror, which I don’t normally do, and also felt I needed to park as close to (if not up on the sidewalk) the curb as possible.  But, I just thought I was being cautious in general and didn’t realize that hours later I’d come out to find someone had smashed my fender and bumper.  (The mirror was unscathed.)

Last year before my mugging in the parking lot of Santa Fe’s DeVargas Center, twice the thought popped into my head while in different stores…”keep an eye on your purse”.  But, I didn’t realize spirit guides were trying to warn me that I’d be attacked loading up my car.  (I put up a fight and got injured, and lost all my ID and needed to re-key my Honda to the tune of $1,200.)

In Los Angeles years ago I was heading from West Hollywood to Century City and was taking my normal route when, heading south on La Cienega above Santa Monica Blvd., this REALLY quiet voice/thought said, “Take Melrose.”  I dismissed it as nothing, and turned onto Santa Monica Blvd. as usual…well…MISTAKE.  Something had happened and traffic was backed up for decades.

During another sleepless night last night due to horrid pain and worries, I was trying to figure out how the heck to PAY ATTENTION to “the still small voice within” and my spirit friends’ warnings/advice when it’s SO subtle and quiet, almost like a whisper.  Can’t they yell?!  Oh wait, one DID yell once.  A voice loudly yelled “SEAT BELT!” in my ear when in a car with a careless driver just before he ran a stop sign.  But, that was a one time yelling.  I need to be yelled at, clearly, on a constant basis.  As I was trying to figure out an easy way to tell the difference from just one of my random and constant thoughts and an actual spirit message, I heard what sounded like a female voice say “Hi!” in my left ear.  (I had earplugs in too, along with my eye shielding mask and teeth retainers…so attractive.)  Now, I don’t know if that means this voice is going to start being more blatant and was just alerting me to her or what.  Oh wow!  As I typed that, Lisette, my fairy, popped into my head!  I think it was Lisette!  Now that I think about it, she DOES hang out on my left shoulder and plays with my earlobe.  A fellow psychic told me about her years ago and mentioned that I’d been having tickling feelings on my left ear and arm and that Lisette told her to tell me, “I am not a fly, so don’t swat me away.”  Ha!  I had JUST done that the day before!

Okay, Lisette, please STAY AROUND and help out this sometimes dense-headed and struggling gal.  I really need you right now with my current challenges regarding my health and other things.  I would also love to get input from other psychics and mediums, too, about how you recognize spirit messages vs. random, meaningless thoughts.  Do you get specific spirit guide images, etc.?

In Light,

Atheria and Lisette

Angel Visitation in 2005

I don’t think I’ve blogged about this before, but if I have, I’ll blame it on my advancing age…and memory issues. 🙂

Angels are real.

Angels are real.

Back in 2005 I was in the midst of horrendous stress due to being framed by my sister’s creep boyfriend and his slimy friends in a $400,000 out-of-state real estate scam.  It was REALLY, REALLY bad.  (I thought I knew Tony after 9 years, but, nope.)  I was getting threatened by mafia connected people, along with 5 mortgage companies.  I was in total panic and didn’t know what to do.  I shook all the time.  I couldn’t sleep.  I was losing hair and weight.  I was a wreck.  My mind raced all night long trying to figure out how I could get myself out of that mess and prove my innocence.

One night, as I lay in bed with my mind going in circles trying to figure a way out, all of a sudden this vwoosh of wind (kind of felt like wind but it’s hard to accurately describe) went through my body.  As it did, all my tension melted away and I went limp as this unbelievable feeling of peace filled me and this knowing came to me that I was going to be okay.  I laid there for a couple of minutes with this WOW feeling as I asked myself, “Did that really happen?”  Although I was impressed with what happened and tried to go to sleep, within a few minutes after that I unconsciously started to tense up with worry and anxiety again!  As before, this vwoosh of wind went through my body and I was again filled with incredible peace as all my tension disappeared and I knew, without question, that I was going to be okay.  After that, I decided to believe it, and fell asleep.

The next day, my whole attitude changed.  I got more threatening phone calls and letters, but took an attitude of, “You don’t scare me.  I’m protected.”  It made all the difference in the world.  And, since that time, things have happened that have clearly been divine intervention protecting me from the fallout of that horrid real estate scam.  Think impossibly weird events…that I can’t go into details about here.

So when I say I know there are angels and some Master Creator…that is not a belief or something I’ve been taught.  It’s a knowing from direct experience.  You cannot teach that.  It’s experienced.

In Light,

Atheria

Life Between Lives Hypnotic Regression Session on Aug. 28, 2015

I have been wanting a life-between-lives hypnosis regression session for years, so when my fellow psychic medium friend, Renee Buck (www.whispersfromthelight.com) stayed with me for 2 days while driving across country and offered a session, I said yes.  I am dealing with an almost 20 years long constant pain issue (along with other things) that has gotten much worse since the beginning of July, so I was hoping for some insight about my head/neck hell.  I already knew that I’ve been killed by my neck numerous times, including on July 19, 1692 in Salem during the Witch Trials.

The session was fascinating, emotionally hard at times as realizations came flooding through, physically hard (major aching in my arms and legs), and jaw dropping with WOW moments.  Renee took me back to my childhood, birth experience, and while I was in the womb.  A neck related thing showed up when I was around 4.  I was with my mom (assuming dad and sister too, but don’t know) at a petting zoo type place (may have been Lollipop Farm in the Rochester, NY area) when somehow I fell or got pushed down by a little herd of goats or sheep or something.  I can remember the panic and all I could see was stomachs and legs of the animals as they walked over me.  Mom reached down in and yanked me out to safety.  But, I sustained some damage to my neck at C5-C6.  I’m getting new x-rays and a new MRI tomorrow, but do know that there is a herniated disc at C5-C6 that showed up years ago, and my neck suddenly bends in the wrong direction at that point.

In the womb things were okay except that I could feel my mother’s anxiety.  I knew she wanted me, but was very anxious and nervous about becoming a mother.  Before birth, I was really upset.  I felt abandoned by my guides and felt that they had coerced me into taking on way too may difficulties and challenges in this life.  I did not want to be born.  I wanted desperately to back out of the agreement.  That’s probably why mom was in labor for so many hours.  I was refusing to come out.  She was heavily drugged during it, so when I did finally pop out, I don’t remember interacting with her right away.  The lights were so bright!  The sudden light in my face and loud noises bothered me.  I recalled one male doctor and 3 nurses.

Renee then took me back further and there was this moment when I saw this garden that I described as an English type garden with lots of manicured bushes and such, but not as many flowers, but when Renee said, “Or like France” I suddenly knew I was seeing Versailles’ gardens!  I have LONG felt I lived at the Palace of Versailles long ago due to a life I glimpsed in 1988.  At one point during the session as Renee was leading me to deeper levels, I walked down this glass staircase that was pretty…with wooden railings.

Renee then suggested I go to a past life where I also had psychic gifts, and used them in a beneficial way.  I was suddenly seeing what looked like a monastery in Tibet, but felt Nepal.  I may have been near the border as I have a strong connection to the Ganesh Himal region.  I saw my feet and I was wearing sandals made of yak skin/leather with horse hair twine stuff tying them together.  I was dressed in tan/orange robes.  I was a 14 year old Buddhist monk.  I was on my way to the market to pick up some supplies for the monastery as they requested the younger monks do chores like that.  But, I liked going to the market because there was a girl I loved from afar who worked there.  She had long dark hair.  I pined for her, but knew that we could never be a couple.  I had been chosen to be a monk because of “seer” qualities I had shown when very young.  I had dreams that came true, etc.  I had been considered to be gifted and special.  I had been “chosen” and I respected the responsibility bestowed upon me.  I took it very seriously and put duty and honor before personal desire and knew I was giving up ever having a normal life.  But, I loved her…and it made my heart ache.  I went through a special “ordination” ceremony when I was 16 and then we jumped forward to when I was about 65.  I had become a very respected teacher and taught other young monks about how to attain connection to the divine.  I taught with compassion and not a heavy hand.  There was always a slight glimmer of sadness about the girl, but I accepted the sacrifices I made as I accomplished a lot that was important.  She did end up getting married to someone else and had a nice life.  I died at age 72 in year 1147 after an illness.  On my deathbed I was surrounded by chanting monks and I meditated on the bardo.  There were lit candles around the room.

After I died, I went out into the universe and saw billions of stars.  Two guides then greeted me and led me, one on each side, by my shoulders as we flew to the Other Side.  There was an “Emerald City’ type crystal building that emitted green light and as we floated along the path leading to the huge double doors, I looked down and realized that the path was made of water!  We were “walking on water”!  I was led into this large, all white room with a crescent shaped desk.  I stood facing the table (the arc of the crescent faced me) as the 2 spirit guides stayed with me but stepped slightly behind me.  At the table were 7 beings.  The one in the middle was quite a bit bigger than the 6 others, and felt male.  I say “felt male” because the inner aura was pink.  He had long-ish blonde hair and blue eyes.  They all wore white judge type robes.  His name was Halcyon.  I found out that I have carried something over from that Buddhist life that I shouldn’t have.  I have thought that I needed to go through life alone in order to be successful with my spiritual work.  I subconsciously have felt that a partner would be a distraction and hold me back.  I have felt I’ve needed to sacrifice like the Buddhist monk did…which is incorrect.

It also came up that I knew Renee from another one (at least I think it was a separate life) of my Buddhist past lives.  I knew of 2 before yesterday.  She had been my teacher in one.

Also at the table was Lisette, my fairy guide (her purpose is to lighten me up and make me laugh), and Latho, who is more stern and hits me in the back/right part of my head when I’m being stupid about something.  The soul I know as my Grandpa Slovik was there (in the room, not at the table), Uncle Chuckie, an ex boss named Don Kline, and 2 Spiritualist reverends from my past, Frances Scher and Eveliani (Evelyn) Chaneske (Gilbert).

It came out that my serious health challenges for years DO have a purpose.  Their purpose is to teach me compassion for others so that when I teach, I don’t teach too sternly.  It was made clear that my true work is as a teacher.  I was told that the things I’m doing now to try to help my health are the right things to do.  Whether I’ll ever be totally out of pain was kind of vague, but I will be getting help…and at least will improve.

I was told that it’s true I’m very connected to the entire Rocky Mountains region…Colorado and New Mexico.  I will finally be freed up to leave Albuquerque, energetically, after I get the help I need for my head and neck issue.  I was told that my presentation at the November NM UFO/Paranormal Forum will lead to my real work taking off.  I will be traveling around to speak and teach in upcoming years and will get invitations to appear at various events around the country.  Supposedly, I’ve already been teaching at all of the office jobs I’ve ever had as you can teach without realizing it.

Just very briefly, my Salem Witch Trials life did come up and it seems I was Sarah Good.  Reading about her life is upsetting.  I did NOT kill animals as they said.  Under hypnosis in 2002 I remember doing herbal healing work on animals in the woods.

Sarah Good Grave Marker

Sarah Good Grave Marker

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sarah_Good_(Salem_witch_trials)

Supposedly, I also knew Renee in that life.  She was a sympathizer in the “audience” and was young.  I got the name Gretchen Winthrop for her.  I do know that being hung in that life is affecting my neck now.  I’ve tried to release it, but it’s been hard.  I was told I need to let go of the anger and hatred toward those who killed me in order to let go of the energetic neck trauma.  THAT will be a challenge.

Supposedly I have indeed 2 past lives in New Mexico.  One as a Colorado Ute where I came down into the Taos area to trade, and one as a Mescalero Apache.  I was told that I was brought to New Mexico to heal.

I am probably forgetting stuff that came up yesterday, but it was very helpful and eye opening.  I gained a lot of clarity.

In light,

Atheria