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FREEDOM

I’m going to warn you that this post will be all over the place.  Get some popcorn and something to drink and settle in.

In the words of the late, great, George Michael…FREEDOM!  (God I miss him.)

Many years ago in Los Angeles, a fabulous medium named Rodolfo Silva told me the first time he met me that (1) not only did I need to change my name because my birth name was so wrong for me that it was literally causing me harm — I thought he was bonkers at the time but then Atheria showed up in 1998 — and (2) that I was liked a caged animal screaming to be set free…and if I didn’t let the REAL me out, I would die a bitter old woman.  (He was blunt.  He also told me I’d go through life alone, which so far has been proven to be true.)  For over 2 decades now, I’ve wondered, “What needs to be let out?!”  I’m not totally sure, but I am feeling more and more that my quitting job after job and moving around the USA has more to do with needing freedom than being fed up with nothing to do, lack of opportunities, and no one to date (NM) or very high rent, smog, and horrid traffic (CA).  I need to be freaking FREE more than I need a new zip code.

I am vegan by choice (animals are my best friends and I don’t eat my friends) but not gluten free by choice (damn Irish ancestry and Celiac Disease in my bloodline).  Being vegan is restrictive enough (not that I’m saying being vegan sucks…because it doesn’t) and yet, I have limited my vegan freedom by self-imposing variations of veganism such as macrobiotics (not a fully vegan diet but can be done veganly), raw foodism (diametrically opposed to macrobiotics), high carb/low fat, low carb/high fat/Eco Atkins, etc.  Maybe it’s an age thing, but I just cannot last long on an overly restrictive diet anymore.  It makes me obsess about what I “can’t” have and then I freak out and eat 10 lbs. of whatever it is I “shouldn’t” eat after a few weeks.  I’ve got to learn moderation!  I’m a double Libra (sun and rising) for crying out loud!  I think I crossed that bridge tonight though.

In April 2014 I was diagnosed with early onset osteoporosis, probably due to not only the fact that I’m a very small boned (miniscule bones…I could not believe my pelvis could hold me up when I saw my DEXA scan) white woman with bone density issues in my family tree…but because I also have had eating disorders for much of my life and have done some pretty horrid things to myself.  (Thankfully, the really horrid stuff was loooong ago…but the damage was done.)  Anyway, I was determined to prove to my MD that yoga could rebuild bone density, if done in a specific weight bearing way, and one year later when I was re-scanned, sure enough, I had gained back some of my lost bone density.  Because of that, addictive (and scared) personality type that I am, I have obsessively done this almost hour long yoga routine every single night since then.  I have probably only missed a handful of days in 3.5 years.  On my way back to Albuquerque from Cancun in 2015 I did yoga in the middle of the airport while people stepped over me.  I’m not kidding.  It has become stressful to me and I’ve turned down social opportunities (that I should go to) because I had do to yoga.  I have managed to turn something healthy and good for you into an unhealthy obsession that I now often dread and which creates stress.

Maybe it’s because I’m approaching 51 and just don’t want to HAVE to do anything anymore, or maybe it’s just burnout…but not only did I plop a huge spoon of fatty sunflower seed butter on my dinner (I’m “supposed” to be eating low fat) tonight, but I said, “The heck with yoga…I’m doing something I have ALWAYS loved instead…dancing!”  I remember reading a book by Marilu Henner years ago where she said that when she needed to lose weight as a young actor she started dancing every night for 25-30 minutes.  I have always LOVED to dance!  It’s the ONLY form of exercise that I actually enjoy and I only want to do things I enjoy from now on!  Life is too damn short!  I have lost a lot of friends in their 40s and 50s the past few years.

I started streaming Pandora through my Roku TV and guess what the very first song was…(I’m going to start applying for jobs back in Hollywood later next month)…FAME by my beloved (God I miss him so much) David Bowie!  That was followed up by Rhianna singing S&M (Don’t listen if you’re a prude), Usher singing something (Who cares?  This is cutie Usher we’re talking about), Flo Rida, and then some other chick I’ve never heard of but whose dance song I liked.  I danced like a freaking crazy woman for exactly 32 minutes and it was AWESOME!  Now, this was not mild dancing we’re talking about here.  I used my entire body and threw in some push-ups and yoga poses for good measure.  Animals do NOT work out.  Animals do not go to gyms.  They USE their bodies during the day and that’s what I’m going to try to start doing.  At work I’ll talk to my boss while doing a handstand.  (He’s used to me being odd.)  I think it’s much better to break exercise up and sneak it in throughout the day.  And that way, you feel freer!  Cats stretch and do yoga randomly throughout the day.  Horses suddenly gallop.  We can be animals!  Once again, the animal kingdom is way ahead of us stupid humans.

So, I’ve mentioned freeing yourself from dietary (think moderation in a vegan context) and fitness/workout rules.  That’s only part of the whole freedom thing.  I am fully prepared and willing to live in my Honda Fit if I need to do that.  My only complication, because I’ve thought about this, is my 2 fur kids.  The cats would not love living in a car.  Granted, I could get one of these cool pet backpacks…or a pet stroller…but I do think that they’d mutiny pretty quickly.  Oh the responsibilities of being a fur kid parent!

All I know is that I need FREEDOM and I will not be truly happy until I totally free myself from all societal limitations and rules.  Our souls are meant to be free!  We are not born to simply pay bills and die.  There is more importance to our lives than that.  And, speaking of which, this happened today:  https://www.instagram.com/p/BZKPLwAH2N7/

So yes, I am indeed supposed to be writing.  I do wish my unseen friends would help a bit more though and tell me which of my ideas to focus on, and if it’s the film…help me with a major plot issue I’ve been blocked regarding for close to 25 years!  My soul is intrinsically a writer, even when pursuing acting years ago.  I once wrote this monologue for an acting class because I couldn’t find a monologue to perform that I really resonated with.  When I performed the emotional piece, I got lovely compliments on my acting…but the compliments on the writing actually meant more to me.  One fellow actor asked if she could perform my work.  That was a huge honor and I’ll never forget it.

Since I said this post would be all over the place, it was really cool to find out today that astrologically, it’s right in my natal chart that I’m a psychic medium/trance channel and connected to the Other Side.  I have Pluto and Uranus in the 12th house (for example…there are other indicators also).  I am finding astrology more and more fascinating.  I even have something in my chart (which I’m now blanking on) that indicates eating disorders.  I have to say, though, that most of my natal chart sucks.  I wish I could be reborn.  I’ve told my guides I’m not ever coming back…that I’m over this incarnation crap.  Granted, once I’m pure spirit…not in constant pain and all full of joy and such, I’ll probably be the overachiever that I am and agree to come back for the gazillionth time.  I still think I was stoned when I agreed to this incarnation with all of its many struggles.

Well, I’ve blabbered on long enough.  I need to attempt to sleep (insomnia has been back lately).  I guess my main point to this post is that you should free yourself from any self imposed or society imposed restrictions.  At this awful temp job many years ago, I had it pop into my head one day that the fear of my life staying the same was worse than my fear of leaping and taking a risk.  I quit the cruddy temp job and pursued acting full-time for a while.  It didn’t make me a movie star, but I didn’t end up living on the streets either…and now I help keep the USA safe from disaster.  In between that temp job and now I also worked at Sony Pictures Entertainment where I loved my job.  Quitting that to move to Oregon in 2008 was a stupid thing to do!  Oh well.  Everything happens for a reason and all that!  I do fully believe that we are lead to some end goal.  Right now mine is vague, but I’m trusting in the plan.

Stay tuned,

Atheria

 

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There IS a plan!

First off, please disregard how awful I look in this impulse video after a long day at my “day job” and not sleeping for about a week.  Don’t even get me started on the bad lighting and dirty hair.  LOL!  I do think it’s funny that Chakra keeps walking back and forth though.  I just wish she’d stop pulling her beautiful fur out!  Anyway…

In this video I talk about what happened this past weekend when I flew from ABQ to BWI to ROC and back again.  Magical “coincidences” occurred, that just go to show that there are no accidents.  There IS a plan.  Granted, as of this minute, my life has not dramatically changed because of what happened…but I trust that something is being plotted from the Other Side.

When I visited my parents in Rochester, NY, my aunt and uncle drove up from Horseheads on Saturday to go to lunch and socialize.  After lunch at Jay’s Diner (cool 1950s place) we went back to mom and dad’s to talk for a while before they had to leave.  While talking, my heart started racing and I got that “Uh oh.  We’re not alone.” feeling.  And, yep, my grandpa and uncle in spirit jumped at the chance to have me bring some messages through for mom, her sister, and her brother.  So, that wasn’t an accident either.

While bored at work today, I started cleaning out a folder I have in Gmail where I store things I think I’ll either need again, or things that are just cool.  This one email from a name I didn’t recognize in April 2014 popped out at me.  When I opened it, it was from a lovely stranger who had found my blog and picked up some psychic info she wanted to pass onto me.  Part of what she wrote to me about pertained to Julia Cameron’s “The Artist’s Way”…which was written while Julia was in my beloved Taos.  She sent me an excerpt from the book where Julia talks about writing 3 daily morning pages.  It’s funny because that has been popping into my head lately and I’ve wanted to do it, but just haven’t because I already have to get up at 6 a.m. to go to work and don’t want to get up 30 minutes earlier to write.  God knows I need what little sleep I get!

Reading that blurb made me start Googling Julia Cameron, and when I landed upon her Twitter account…guess how many tweets she had posted?  Keeping in mind that the number 333 means Masters are with you in spirit…she had 3333!  https://www.instagram.com/p/BT7wMobAxRi/ I truly gasped!  Quite a few years ago in Los Angeles, I had gone to hear someone (can’t even recall now who the woman was) give a free talk at The Bodhi Tree, but due to flight problems, she wasn’t able to get to L.A. in time and asked her friend, Julia, to fill in for her.  Since everything happens for a reason, it ended up being a REALLY interesting talk and I discovered Julia Cameron at that time.  Finding out much later that she had been drawn to Taos too, just made me like her even more!  She now lives in Santa Fe and here is her site:  http://juliacameronlive.com/

Well, it’s getting late and I need to go to bed, but please trust that there is a plan…and there are no accidents in life.  Chance encounters 10-15 years earlier may be important later.  I’ve had conversations with strangers where I know I’ll never see the person again, but that conversation changed my life.  Sometimes we all are used as angels.

In light,

Atheria

Sign of death and being where you’re meant to be

When the thought popped into my head days ago that I should make a Will at age 50, I dismissed it as “nothing but a random thought”.  You’d think I would have learned by now that things that just pop into your head out-of-the-blue actually are messages from spirit.  Now, I don’t know that I’m dying soon for SURE, but I never felt I’d live very long.  I recall thinking I wouldn’t make it to 30.

A couple of days after the making a Last Will and Testament thought, I had a VERY eerie/scary dream.  I don’t recall all of it now, but the important parts were that I saw myself as a naked and dead as this guy was having sex with my lifeless body.  (Didn’t want to even mention that part…but…it seems to be important.)  I was above the scene watching it.  When he turned to look up at me after sensing me witnessing what was going on, he was a demon.  (A few days before this dream, a fellow psychic friend in CA sent me an email asking if I’d just sent her an email with the subject line “Angels and Demons” or something.  She was on her tablet when this flash of an incoming email popped up on her screen.  When she finished what she was doing and went to go look at the supposed email from me…nothing was there.) Then the next part of the dream was seemingly very different.  I was in my house/apartment (in dreams…when I’m in some type of structure like a house it usually means it’s an astral event and not just a regular dream) when this big brown rabbit frantically runs into my house like it was trying to hide from something.  It was followed by a black shaggy dog with an injured hind leg.  Out of curiosity I looked up the meaning of rabbits and dogs and dreams and found this information.

Rabbits seem to be a good omen:

http://astrologyanswers.com/dream-interpretation/dream-dictionary/rabbit/

But, black dogs…especially injured black dogs…can mean death:

http://sleepculture.com/dog-dream-interpretation-meaning/

“An injured dog in a dream suggests that you pay closer attention to yourself and your health or remove yourself from a situation in which you could be hurt.  Black dogs symbolize depression or death, since in many world mythologies, the dog is a guardian of the gates of death or a messenger or guide to the Other Side.”

Some other websites that had black dog meanings…especially injured ones…were a bit more blunt and definitely pointed towards death.

Some friends have said that the death may not be literal but symbolic, that there is a part of me that is about to die as I birth a new chapter.  Hopefully, that’s what it all means…but…my life hasn’t been super great, and living in constant awful pain, I’m ready to go if it’s my time.

That being said (sorry to be a downer), something happened yesterday that I want to mention in order to give others proof that there IS a plan even when we feel totally lost — I’ve felt like I’m 100% rotting lately and that my entire life has been, and is being, wasted.

A week or two ago I signed up for an astrology Meetup group’s gathering at a coffee house in Santa Fe set for yesterday.  When I showed up at 3 p.m. I saw a good sized group and recognized two of the women, so I walked over.  Then I found out that no, my group’s meeting had been canceled (that’ll teach me not to verify on Meetup.com that a meeting is still on) and that they were the newly formed Goofy Spiritualist in Action group.  Loved the name instantly and told them that yes, I’m goofy!  LOL!  They invited me to join them and it ended up being a GREAT group of fun people who want to do a whole bunch of different type spiritual related things.

Now, keep in mind that I was not supposed to come to this meeting.  I showed up by “accident”.

Not long after joining the group, when they were going around the table having people introduce themselves and explain what drew them to join the group, I started noticing my heart starting to race, and someone in spirit trying to force their way in.  I mentioned that I felt like I was about to go into trance and would hold the energy back.  But, they were all very receptive.  I did hold the energy back for a while, but then it got stronger.  I knew it was Lisette, my fairy.  Yes, fairies are real.  I never believed in them until I met her in 2002.  She is a fun, happy,  joyful spirit to channel.  She usually shows up when the mood needs to be lightened.

So, I ended up doing a brief channeled session right in the middle of Tribes Coffee of Lisette, my fairy guide.  It was SO Santa Fe that I’m shaking and gasping and having a different voice come through quite loudly and NO ONE even looked up from their coffee and conversations at the other tables!  LOL!  It didn’t phase them at all!  Ha Ha!  I am truly meant to be here.  (Interestingly, a few people mentioned how much they don’t like Albuquerque’s energy at all and can’t wait to get out of the city when they need to go there…where I lived the 2 prior times I’ve lived in NM.  I was talking to one woman in Taos years ago who DREADED having to go to Albuquerque when she was forced to go to the airport.)  Lisette wanted to come through because she was thrilled with the whole concept of this new upbeat spiritual group.  She was cheering us on.  I don’t remember most of what she said, but supposedly someone is going to type up a synopsis for us.  I do recall her saying that sometimes people are SO serious about spiritual growth that it actually hinders their growth.

Toward the end of the gathering, I got talking to a lovely woman who…not only gave me a needed hug…but also turned out to be the Acquisitions Editor for a book publisher.  As you know, I am intrinsically a writer and have been one since I was a kid.  All over my natal chart there are signs pointing toward me being a writer.  I’ve had a TV show idea and the beginnings of a film idea in my head for eons.  But, I do think I need to focus on book writing as that seems “easier”.  All that formatting and such that’s needed for screenplays seems overwhelming.  Besides, a book can always be adapted and become a screenplay.  I don’t know if it’s true or not, but I was told years ago a reputable source that Hollywood respects book authors more than people who market themselves strictly as screenwriters.  Hopefully that’s not true, but it’s what I was told…since I’ve known very gifted screenwriters.  Anyway, I am going to keep in touch with the woman I met as she sent me a lovely email of support.  I already know that ending up at the meeting yesterday was NOT an accident because I really need to meet more fun, like-minded people as I’ve felt so alone and isolated…and…I’m getting the feeling a door may have opened regarding these books I’ve started and never finished.  At the very least I need to do something with channeled writing that I started many years ago.

Fate is real.  Destiny is real.  There IS a plan for our lives and we should trust that…even when we feel 100% lost.  We’re never REALLY lost.  We’re just taking the scenic route on our path through life instead of the more direct route.  Personally, I need to try to enjoy the scenery more than I have up till now.

In Light,

Atheria

Charted Course vs. Reality Creation

Happy New Year!

May 2015 bring you much joy and great health!

I have gotten involved in numerous disagreements with friends who are 100% convinced that we can create our reality.  I am staunchly of the opinion that although we do work with our guides to set up/chart/create our next incarnation, once we are born into that life, we’re stuck with whatever we…sometimes stupidly…charted for our soul’s growth/lessons/learning.  I’ve often said I must have been drunk or on drugs when I agreed to this this life’s lessons.  The problem is, when we’re pure spirit and living in the bliss that is the Other Side, we eagerly agree to very difficult challenges because we’re so hungry to grow and learn…forgetting just how much some of the things we think will be awesome growth opportunities will suck once we’re in the physical realm and dealing with the reality of them.  When a soul is on the Other Side planning the next incarnation with its guides and angels, it sounds like a fabulous idea to be born into an abusive family which causes it to spend much of its childhood growing up in foster homes or orphanages…then to be in a horrible car accident at 20 that leaves the person with chronic physical pain.  Oh wait!  Then, that person’s spouse takes off with a girlfriend/boyfriend and abandons him/her to raise 4 kids alone, and of course, developing cancer at 40 just makes it all the better!  From a soul perspective, the life described would be a massive growth opportunity and that soul would, hopefully, make the best decisions for its progression.  But, the poor sap who actually had to go through all of that down here on Earth I would not want to be in a million years!  Which brings me to my main topic:  Can we create our reality or are we stuck with what we agreed to beforehand?  Can we be control freaks (because that is what it boils down to) or is fate/destiny going to play out no matter what we do?

Something happened yesterday that got me thinking about this.  I had planned to go to a Meetup.com group’s Indian food luncheon, but since I wasn’t totally over the flu I’d been dealing with for a week and since Albuquerque was FREEZING cold with 55 mph BITTER winds, yesterday morning I was going to cancel attending.  But later I decided I should get out of the house for a little while and be social. I went to the restaurant and had a really nice time with the group, most of which were people I’d not met before. This one new member had brought her mom with her who was visiting from the Portland, Oregon area (where I briefly lived). As lunch was ending, I happened to mention something about being psychic and the mother immediately asked for my business card and asked if she could speak to me for a minute after everyone else left. Well, turned out that she is also psychic and reads tarot cards…but doesn’t really need the cards as she’s gifted. She took my hand and proceeded to give me a mini reading that was very accurate and forced me to acknowledge some issues I had been in denial about. She even pointed out something that she felt would help me heal from my chronic pain problem, that I used to do all the time as a little girl, but haven’t done regularly for a long time…which is to sing. She felt strongly that singing/chanting would benefit my health (kirtan was mentioned). That was interesting because a British medium many years ago said it was sound that would end up healing me. The lovely lady yesterday also said that I came to New Mexico for my health, but that I wouldn’t be here much longer and got the number 6 associated with that. She is going to email me some information about singing/chanting that she strongly felt would help me get out of pain. I am fully convinced that I didn’t go to lunch to simply eat great Indian food yesterday. I went to lunch to meet this woman as we had been predestined to meet. It was charted that we would meet. It was one of those encounters where you KNOW you’ve known that person before. We both felt it.

When “accidental” fortuitous meetings happen, meetings that I never visualized, I have to believe there is some long laid out plan at work. When wonderful things have happened totally out-of-the-blue when I’ve been at my most negative, seeing everything as bleak, mental state…there has to be a charted out course I’ve got no control over. I spent decades dreaming, visualizing, planning my acceptance speeches for, and working hard for a major acting career…that never happened despite the fact I am a good actor, I have to assume it just wasn’t planned for me. It wasn’t to be my destiny to be an Oscar winner. Didn’t matter how much energy I put into trying to force it to happen, it wasn’t going to happen…because the universe had other things in store for me.

Now, can we make a wrong choice and go off the path aligned for us? Yep. I’ve done it. When I left New Mexico the first time (after just 6 months here) in early June 2006, I had very mixed feelings about whether or not I was doing the right thing by going back to Los Angeles. And because I left, I missed out on a GREAT entertainment industry opportunity in Albuquerque by less than one week! But, because I went back to Los Angeles, I also had some very cool things happen…and eventually moved to Portland, where I made some important friends. But, I did indeed veer off the main path spirit had set up for me. They made the best of it by having another route full of growth opportunities fall into place to bide my time, but in December 2009 I was brought back to Albuquerque to finish out what I needed to finish. Now, 5 years later, I do feel I’m close to being done and will not be surprised if I finish out 2015 elsewhere (and both the lovely lady yesterday and another very accurate psychic have said I’m leaving here soon). So, if you are stubborn or stupid or whatever and veer off in a wrong direction, you certainly DO have the free will to do that, but…do not be shocked when “they” see to it that you are somehow (even years later) brought back to the path you were supposed to walk.

As a control freak, I would LOVE to be able to control everything about my life, but I just can’t do it. Learning to let go of control and be a bit more Taoist is what’s helping me not go batty now. I’m trying to listen to my gut and go with the flow. If a door opens, and my gut feels good about it, I walk through the door. If I get a knot in my stomach, I say, “Thank you, but no thank you” and stay still. Now, it is possible that the things I’ve tried to create in my life haven’t always worked out because down in my subconscious or unconscious I don’t think I’m worthy of true love, perfect health, happiness, success, etc. and that belief system is blocking my affirmations and visualizations…but I also have NO clue how to totally erase the negative thoughts that are so buried you aren’t aware of them. THAT is hard, and could certainly explain why not everyone who has read “The Secret” is a millionaire with perfect health and major love.

I want to finish off by wishing everyone a wonderful 2015. May the coming year bring the fulfillment of your dreams…or even better dreams you could not have possibly imagined for yourself.

In light,

Atheria

Divine intervention in Durango :-)

I drove to PRETTY and QUAINT Durango, Colorado last Friday for a 3 day weekend getaway.  Now I thought I was just going to get away from Albuquerque for a few days, and enjoy the scenery, but 2 important things happened that were clearly arranged by spirit.

I had heard that Mesa Verde was awesome, and really wanted to go see the ancient cliff dwelling ruins, but one of the main triggers of panic attacks for me (developed a panic disorder due to my hypoglycemia a few years ago) is remote in-the-middle-of-nowhere places where hospitals are not handy.  Heck, a year ago when I went to Durango for the first time I had a bad anxiety attack the first night and almost had to go to the hospital or drive myself 3 hours and 20 minutes home…and I was IN town…let alone way out where Mesa Verde is.  Anyway, as I have found my panic/anxiety disorder to be extremely frustrating and upsetting, I have been forcing myself to do gradually more scary things in an effort to get over it.  And I will admit that with each little success, I do better with the next challenge.  Since I did good my first day in Durango, I decided to go to Mesa Verde.  The park’s entrance is about 35 miles west of Durango.  I had assumed (never assume) that the cliff dwellings were close to the entrance to the large park.  Wrong.  When I got to the visitors center (and I had pangs of panic slightly along the drive…but not bad) I found out that you had to drive another 20 miles of mountainous, winding, REMOTE roads to even get to the first cliff dwelling.  I immediately felt fear hit big time and turned around at the entrance.  I really didn’t think I could do it.  I sat in my car talking to myself…yelling at myself, actually, for a while.  I mean, I’d driven THAT far and to not see any of the ruins would be stupid!  After talking to some park employees who told me that there would be lots of other tourists along the way, so that if something happened I could get help (despite the zero cell service out there), I decided to TRY the 45+ minute drive.  Numerous times along the way I felt panicky and almost turned around.  Seriously, if you do not like majorly curvy mountain roads with very high drop-offs to your death, I would not do the drive.  It took pure willpower to get me to the museum at the beginning of the ruins.  When I saw it, and saw that there was a restaurant and everything, I felt like I’d seen heaven.  But where it gets spiritual/magical is that when I got out of my car and started walking to The Spruce House (ruins closest to the museum) I saw not 1, but 2 cars with 444 in their license plates!  The plates jumped out at me and I knew that I had been protected by my friends in spirit the entire time and would be protected until I got back to town.  As much as I feel alone in life, things like this remind me that I’m never REALLY alone.  That truly brings me some peace.  And, let me tell you, the drive was worth it.  The Spruce House was awesome (see photo below) and it was very pretty around The Spruce House.  Not to mention that you can feel the history of the people who lived there long ago.  I ended up not going to some of the other ruins due to tour times, extra costs, and I didn’t want to push my panic luck, but this was a major personal success for me and knowing that people who love me on the Other Side were there to watch over me helped me tremendously.  For those who don’t know, 444’s mean that angels are with you.

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The second magical thing that happened during the trip involved “chance meetings”.  On Saturday night, after my success at Mesa Verde, I was planning on eating my health food in my hotel room, but something in me me felt this strong urge to go to a restaurant a friend had highly recommended called “Steamworks Brewing Company”.  It didn’t dawn on me that it was 6 p.m. on a Saturday night.  So yes, there was a LONG waiting list for a table.  But, the hostess said that if it was just me, I could try to find a seat in the bar and I could order food there.  Well, even the bar was packed, but there was ONE seat open between two older men right at the bar.  I started chatting with this lovely and attractive man to my right, not thinking anything of it other than some nice conversation.  When he asked me what I did for a living, I decided to err on the side of conservatism and simply told him that I was an administrative assistant.  But even as the words came out of my mouth, I could feel someone on the Other Side trying to get me to tell him that I was a psychic medium and trance channel.  But, I can be stubborn.  Ha!  As the conversation about typical things went on, he suddenly mentioned something metaphysically spiritual and I dared tell him that I was a psychic medium.  Well, it was like the floodgates opened!  He got totally excited and the whole conversation took a major turn as we talked about our ET ancestry, Pleiadians, Andromedans, Thoth (he was very into Thoth, who I didn’t know much about…look up The Emerald Tablets), etc.  He was like a long lost friend!  Then, he mentioned that he actually lived in Flagstaff and was just in Durango for work…and a DING DING DING went off in my head!  I have a friend in Los Angeles who is about his age, is also into metaphysics, and has had this inner calling to move to Flagstaff!  And both he and her are looking for their soulmate!  I am not going to mention their names, but I told him that he HAD to meet my friend and ran back to hotel to email her about him and tell her she HAD to meet him!  My entire being just knows these two need to meet!  There are other “coincidences” besides the perfect age, interests, Flagstaff stuff.  He told me that he wasn’t going to go to that restaurant either, but something in him urged him to go anyway.  It is extremely clear to me that possibly the entire reason for my getting an urge to go to Durango last weekend…and that particular restaurant was to meet this wonderful man who needs to meet my wonderful friend!  God forced us to meet by having only one seat available in the bar!  Seriously, they’d better get together or I’m going to hit both of them!  Even though it would have been nice to meet MY soulmate, this event drummed it home to me that there IS A PLAN.  NOTHING is an accident!  Seemingly casual encounters are not casual at all, and can lead to major life events.  Even telling a stranger that you love her dress can impact that person, and cause her to do something different in her life.  We are all influencing each other and to a degree, are chess pieces in this magical game called LIFE.

In Light,

Carrie (Atheria)

If God wants you to be with someone, it WILL be arranged!

This is a true story I heard today from a woman around my age that should be turned into a movie or something.  It’s a perfect example of soulmates and how fate/destiny plays out.  As Michael Newton would say (“Destiny of Souls” and “Journey of Souls”), there is no point in stressing out about whether or not you are going to meet someone and fall madly in love.  If it’s meant to be, it WILL be.  It’s written in the stars…

In a nutshell, someone had set this guy up with her older sister on a blind date when she was 16 and her sister was 17. The sister didn’t want to go, so by default, the guy took her out. They dated for a while and then he went into the military. She flew to see him in Africa, but he had gotten sent out 2 days earlier! She did end up seeing him in Geneva, Switzerland later. When he got out of the military, they got engaged and then she broke it off because he was extremely financially irresponsible and they weren’t living in the same states. She ended up marrying someone else for like 10 years and got divorced. She looked the guy up to see if he was single/married and he was single and they got back together and got engaged again. Then, she ended it again for some good reason (I think location problems were a part of it). She married someone else and he also married someone else. Fast forward another 9 years or so, and she got divorced again (had one daughter with this guy) and he had also gotten divorced. She looked him up again, and they’ve been happy together ever since and are finally marrying each other soon! She said that her soulmate’s dad told her that he had never stopped loving her. She said that they never fight. Everything is easy (as it should be when you are with the right person). He lets her control the money since he is still bad with money. LOL

I need to remind myself of this, by the way. 🙂

Peace,

Atheria