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Water is Life…and Radio Opp!

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While in Taos yesterday, I stopped by Hacienda Martinez to scoop up some water from the Rio Pueblo de Taos that runs through the property.  According to a member of Taos Pueblo, water from very sacred Blue Lake up on Taos Mountain flows down into the valley via this river that cuts through Taos Pueblo land before winding its way through the rest of Taos.  Because I’m not a member of Taos Pueblo, I’m not allowed to take the major hike up to Blue Lake, so this is the next best thing.  I do suspect that the image a Hawaiian dolphin telepathically sent to me in 2002 with the words “This will heal you” is indeed Blue Lake.

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Here is a video I took of me gathering a bottle full of water.  Now I need to decide what to do with it.  I’d like to drink a little each day, but the water is pretty dirty…so I’m not sure that’s the best idea.  Maybe I could dab some on my damaged neck and 3rd eye every day or something?

And here is what I’ve got on my counter. 🙂

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Do you think I should risk it and drink a little bit each day?  LOL!  I will say that quite a bit of sediment has sunk to the bottom. 🙂

Other news is that suddenly the TONS (and I mean TONS) of 1111s, 333s, 555s, 444s…and now 222s, 777s, and 666s (Eeeeek!  But, supposedly that’s not REALLY a bad number.) may be making sense.  I reconnected with a great fellow psychic medium that I filmed a TV show with back in 2007 — which would have been called “Gifted” had it made it on the air — and she’s putting together a radio channel with a cool guy she met.  We talked for a long time this morning and there may be an opportunity to work with them.  I’d LOVE that!  They are in the California desert so we’re not impossibly far apart…and…of course…there is always Skype! 🙂 I’m being vague on purpose, FYI. 🙂

Until next time, play safe kids!  LOL

Atheria

Veer off your path and find magic!

Since I’ve got commitment issues and am still not committing to this great apartment with washer/dryer hookups by buying a washer and dryer, I drove to the cheap laundromat I like in Espanola this a.m. to do my laundry.  This laundromat always has friendly people in it (and free coffee!) but today I got to chatting with this nice man who turned out to be a fabulous artist named Walter W. Nelson.  We chatted about various things, including art and writing and living in isolated areas.  He agreed that I effed up when I got shy 20 years ago and turned down Neil Simon’s offer to mentor me as a writer.  (He’s friends with a successful writer and neighbor in Abiquiu.)  But he also said something important to me.  When I mentioned that I’m not sure WHAT to write as I am all over the place with ideas, he said, “Just write.  Don’t try to figure it out.  Just write.”  (I’m paraphrasing.)  We had one of those brief, fateful interactions that are clearly destined…and not accidents.  Walter may not know it, but I think he was used as a messenger/angel today for me.

By the way, I looooove this quote from his writer friend’s bio:  In 1986, Preston piled everything he owned into the back of a Subaru and moved from New York City to Santa Fe to write full time, following the advice of S. J. Perelman that “the dubious privilege of a freelance writer is he’s given the freedom to starve anywhere.”

After lunch, I got the urge to go to El Santurio de Chimayo as I felt the need for spiritual/emotional healing and my 21+ years of constant head/neck pain has been slowly killing me…literally.  On the way to Chimayo, I got the urge (was listening to urges today and it turned out magical) to veer off to go to the Nambe Trading Post I’ve heard about.  As fate would have it, today was day 1 of their opening for the summer season!  The place has fabulous stuff, including movie memorabilia and a real Emmy Award!  As a vegan, some of the dead animal stuff was upsetting, but, it is part of the Native American culture and history, so I dealt with it.  I wanted to buy tons of the things they had for sale, but controlled myself.  Ha!  And, of course, I wanted to steal the Emmy! 😉 The Nambe Trading Post has some great art.

After that, I continued onto my end goal…El Santuario de Chimayo.  But, as I went to turn onto Highway 98 from Highway 503, I saw a sign pointing down further on 503 that mentioned a LAKE.  When I see anything that mentions lakes, I get excited.  So, I decided to go exploring and stay on 503.  It was a very winding and pretty drive and I discovered a tiny town I’d never heard of before named Cundiyo.  I had no cell reception there and asked some locals if I was near a lake…and they kindly gave me directions.  (Everyone I interacted with today was freaking LOVELY!  People waved at me in Chimayo like they do in Taos!)

Finally, I got to Santa Cruz Lake.  I have never heard of Santa Cruz Lake!  It’s wonderful!  There is always more to find in magical New Mexico!  I only stayed for a little while, so the parking attendant didn’t charge me the $5 fee because I told him I just wanted to take some pictures and wouldn’t stay long.  (See what I mean about nice people today?)

Eventually I continued on and found a pretty restaurant called Rancho de Chimayo where they let me wander around and explore even though I wasn’t eating there.  (Nice people yet again!)  I am definitely going to eat there this year.  It has wonderful ambiance and I heard GOOD margaritas!

Finally…but it was a lovely warm, spring-like day…so I wasn’t in a rush…I made it to El Santuario de Chimayo.  I explored more of the areas around the church than usual, and sat inside this chapel just down the block.

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chapel interiorI was alone in Santo Nino de Atocha chapel…and it had GREAT energy of holiness.  There truly is power in places where people go to pray.  It clearly affects the vibration of the place.  I felt reverence.  I felt God.  This chapel was built in 1857.

I got talking to yet another kind man who pointed me toward what looked like a tiny house (I’m obsessed with tiny houses.) but was actually a tiny chapel.  (It’s on my http://www.instagram.com/atheria444 account.  I’m too tired to find it and post it.)  He promised me that if I went inside and shut the door, I’d be filled with peace…that I’d feel God.  And, he was right.  There was a sense of peace inside that tiny building.  But, it was also hot and stuffy so I didn’t stay long.  LOL

I got coffee from a local Chimayo coffee house/art gallery and had a wonderful conversation with my barista/gifted artist.  Yep…..another wonderful interaction with a stranger today.  (There was also a guy driving past me, who, when I looked lost in my car, asked me what I was looking for and helpfully pointed me in the right direction.)

With coffee in hand, I headed to El Santuario.

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I was raised Catholic, but am not Catholic anymore…but do appreciate and love OLD churches.  I have to respect those who TRULY take their religion/faith seriously.  There was a family in fervent prayer.  In small New Mexico towns like Chimayo the people live, breathe, and eat their faith.  And, their reverence for Jesus/God clearly not only shows in their interactions with others, but also affects the energy of the place.  The energy there is FABULOUS.

I did go into the back room this time, where the holy healing dirt is.  I followed directions and rubbed some of it on my damaged neck.  I also asked God for help regarding both physical and emotional healing so that I could accomplish the things my soul came here to do in this incarnation.  Right now the physical pain, which is 24/7 and worsening by the year, sucks too much of my energy.  I struggle just to get through the day.  If I’m supposed to do major spiritual work….I need relief….and I need it now.

I will say that sitting in some of the prayer areas of both the main church, and the other chapel….where people put up photos of loved ones who need prayers (lots of babies)….hits you.  It was a bit overwhelming just how many people are suffering….and how much love there is within families/friends.

When it was time to leave, I got into Ruby (my red Honda Fit) and looked down to see that it was exactly 4:44 p.m.!  As I’ve mentioned before, 444 is a sign that angels are with you!  Perfect timing!

As I was driving home on Highway 503, I tilted my head up a bit to avoid the sun that was directly in my eyes, when suddenly my neck…up at the very top where my skull sits on C1 and I’m convinced my main problem is…snapped/cracked!  It was weird!  Something clearly shifted!  I thought to myself, “Oh my God!  El Santuario de Chimayo is going to fix my neck!”  Now, a few hours later my 21+ years long headache is still here…but…something DOES feel different.  I really do thing something good happened.  I’m trying to control my hope, but I have a little hope after being hopeless for a very long time.  Wouldn’t it be awesome to wake up tomorrow and be out of pain because I rubbed dirt on my neck?!

When I got home, this is what I saw:

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I saw God in the sky.  New Mexico makes you feel and EXPERIENCE God.  I can’t really explain it to those who don’t get it.  But, this land is truly magical.  I may not be happy, in general, and definitely need to find more fulfilling work that doesn’t suck my soul dry…but I’m where I’m meant to be.  My soul knows that Northern NM is where I’m meant to be.  I never was meant to be in Albuquerque.  Northern NM is what I resonate with.  And the people are SO friendly and kind up here!  I want to live where strangers wave at you!

Blessings,

Atheria

 

Healing center and caves…

I went with the Goofy Spiritualists Meetup today to take a tour of one of eccentric artist, Ra Paulette’s, caves carved into the Northern New Mexico desert and am so glad I did.  The cave that you can tour is on Origin’s property, which is a lovely healing center.  Just standing on their property I kept tingling…so there IS powerful energy there.  (See my 2013 Taos post about my first time in New Mexico in 1998 where I had a life altering experience  at a hot springs spa in Ojo Caliente.)

 

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Origin in Ojo Caliente, NM

 

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Itty bitty table and chairs at Origin.

The owner of Origin hopes to buy more land that contains 2 more of Ra Paulette’s caves.  You’re not allowed to take photographs inside as they want it to be a spiritual experience, but we all were so chatty it wasn’t exactly meditative.  LOL!  Here’s some external shots.

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At one point, our tour guide played some singing bowls inside the cave and it was magical.  She just gave us a quick sample as Origin does offer actual singing bowl tours.  I would love to live in that cool cave!  My cats would like all the nooks and crannies too…and a decent amount of windows for bird watching.  Ha!  I did sit in one secluded spot and tried to meditate a little, but didn’t get very far.  I could see, though, if I was there alone, it would be a wonderful place to commune with nature and my soul.

I just posted one video and 100 pictures on my Instagram account if you want to see a lot more.  If you see this post a year from now, try searching for #origin or #rapaulette to find the pictures and video.

On another healing note, I met this fabulously vivacious woman named Ginny who was also called to Taos (back in the Dennis Hopper heyday of 1969) who does a specific form of Qigong in Santa Fe now.  I may go see her as she was very inspirational.  She is a cancer survivor and has witnessed the magic of Qigong.  I’ve had a feeling for a while that the 100s of MDs, healers, chiros, etc. that I’ve gone to who have not been able to help my 21+ year long headache and neck pain was a lesson to me that I need to heal myself and stop looking to others to heal me.  Ginny agreed.  Going to her would not be me looking to her to heal me.  She’d teach me how to do energy work on myself to heal myself.  She’s simply a teacher.

Ginny, my friend, Sy, and I got talking about how NOT living your purpose or hating what you do for work literally can kill you.  Sy told me this woman custodian where she works was diagnosed with deadly pancreatic cancer.  She quit her job she didn’t like and moved to Washington State where…2 years later she’s happier and still alive!  When Ginny brought up the need to write to get things out that are inside and I mentioned that there’s a writer in me screaming to be set free (told the Neil Simon story), this other gal listening in said to me, “I can tell just from how you talk that you’d be a great writer.”  I then blabbered on about a TV show idea I have, etc. and Ginny said, “Do you know how much you LIGHT UP when you talk about writing?”  That was eye opening for me.  I’ve not been lit up about anything in eons.  My light has been dimmed.

Here are some cool signs in the parking lot of Origin.  It was hard to choose, but I parked in front of “Park here if you desire to return to your origin.”img_20170305_142225_396img_20170305_142453_101

 

Nature is the BEST doctor

Years ago when I was miserable in Los Angeles despite a job that I loved and that most would kill for in the entertainment industry, I felt starved for nature.  I literally voiced to my sister and friends that I felt starved for nature.  (I did not realize at the time that I was actually psychically picking up that I was LITERALLY starved for nature.)  I couldn’t afford to live in Laurel Canyon, Coldwater Canyon, or Malibu where there was a bit of nature.  I lived surrounded by concrete, smog, and noise.

I went to magical New Mexico during Christmas 2007 to house sit for a Santa Fe friend while she was gone.  She felt strongly that I needed to go to this holistic doctor in Tesuque while I was there for the week for my chronic headache from neck damage in October 1995.  I went ahead and booked a session with him out of curiosity.  He worked out of his Tesuque home, in the woods.  He did muscle testing/kinesiology (which I find to be FASCINATING by the way) on me while I laid on a table.  He didn’t tell me what he was testing but suddenly said to me, “Your body is saying that it’s nature deficient.”  WHAT?!  He then repeated it and told me that my body said it was starved for nature!  I was dumbfounded and a bit freaked out.

I just saw this article about yoga (of which I am a devotee) and it made me remember this 2007 experience.  https://yogainternational.com/article/view/4-ways-to-heal-in-nature

As much as I miss big city life, my SOUL needs nature and peace.  It’s my EGO that needs glitzy, distracting Los Angeles, New York City, etc.  I am struggling right now (the attack on January 7th triggered depression), but know that I need to be here in The Land of Enchantment (New Mexico) to heal.  There is something for me here seeing how this state has brought me to it three times now:  2005, 2009, and 2016.  (Taos called me the first time in 1998 but I just visited.)

If you’ve never hugged a tree…do so.  I highly recommend it.  Trees are powerful conduits.

And, to go back to headache/neck pain stuff, check out this helpful information here:  Neck Help – I am seriously thinking about getting certified as a yoga teacher since there has to be SOME reason for my 21 years of head (also facial muscle weakening/drooping) and neck pain that no doctors or healers have been able to help…which brought me to yoga.  (Osteoporosis also brought me to yoga and I’m successfully correcting that without drugs.)  I need to venture down to Brazil to go to John of God and may really do that soon.  Trust me, if I go to see John of God, I’ll be blogging like crazy!

I prescribe for anyone who is ailing…forget doctors and get some Vitamin NATURE.

Blessings,

Atheria

 

 

El Santuario de Chimayo

I decided to make the relaxing drive to El Santuario de Chimayo today as it’s a lovely fall day.  El Santuario de Chimayo is known as “The Lourdes of the Southwest” for good reason.  Documented miraculous healings have taken place at the church since it was built between 1813-1816.  Supposedly, the power is in the dirt…which I’ve gone so far as to have eaten.  I will say that there is SOMETHING there.  The first time I visited the church in 1998 I started tingling throughout my entire body about one mile away.  The closer I got, the stronger the tingling got.  Today I felt subtle tingling while there.  Inside you’ll see abandoned (not needed anymore) crutches and such.  People also post photos of loved ones in need of healing, or those who have passed away.  I love old churches, and even though I’m not Catholic, I can appreciate the strong sense of reverence and spirituality at Chimayo and other old churches like it.

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Here is a link to a truckload of pictures I took today:  https://goo.gl/photos/z2t6pEKWoMSydeyEA

On the way to the little town of Chimayo, I stopped to take some pictures of another lovely old adobe church, Sacred Heart, in Nambe.  I also took some landscape shots along Highway 503, which is part of the beautiful High Road to Taos scenic route.  You can see those photos here:  https://goo.gl/photos/k1LpCzZjY3Vfwcwt5

If you are planning a visit to Northern New Mexico, El Santuario de Chimayo is a must see/feel/experience!

Blessings,

Atheria

The place of the red willows!

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Because my day job has become unbearable, and the 24/7 headache and neck pain that I’ve dealt with since Oct. 1, 1995 that all doctors and healers have given up on has gotten increasingly horrid since last July…I decided a couple of days ago to move to my beloved Taos, New Mexico to heal and redo my life.  I’ve been trying to move to a bigger city than Albuquerque, but no doors have been opening.  In fact, they pretty much have slammed in my face.  So, instead of bigger, I’m going SMALL…think 5,716 people small.  Keep in mind I used to live in Los Angeles, so Taos is going to be an adjustment, but whenever I need to feel better emotionally, I go to Taos.  It’s my refuge.  But after a realization, I’m wondering if it is indeed the place I’ve been told about that will physically heal me.

I think I’ve blogged before about the telepathic communication I had with a wild dolphin off the coast of the Big Island of Hawaii in 2002.  Above is a bad drawing of the symbol the dolphin plopped into my head with the words, “This will  heal you.”  A year or two ago it suddenly dawned on me that maybe the image was supposed to represent Taos Mountain…specifically Blue Lake way up high in the mountains there, which is sacred to the Taos Pueblo.  While Googling Taos in bed in the wee hours of this morning due to insomnia (because the pain is so bad and I started to worry about quitting my job in this economy to move to a little town) I came upon the image of the town of Taos official seal and my reaction was, “Oh my God!  It’s what the dolphin sent me!”  Take a look and let me know if you see the similarity I see.

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Then, while reading more about Taos online, I saw where it said it’s known as “the place of the red willows”.  I immediately flashed back to what this man in Portland in 2008-2009 said to me.  He said that for healing I needed to go to the “land of the red willows”.  I don’t even think he knew about Taos and had casually mentioned it while we were drinking coffee in a Starbucks!  I am both freaking out and in awe!  Now, more than ever, I KNOW I’m doing what needs to be done to help myself…job or no job.  Taos or Bust!

Packing for a move in April…

Atheria

Healing Tones

Go to http://attunedvibrations.com/free-healing-tones/ to download healing tones for free!  I was talking to a new friend on Sunday about sound/tonal healing as I suffer with chronic pain and she sent me this link.  If you’ve ever been lucky enough to be in the same room with Tibetan monks as they do that powerful 5 tone chanting, you know sound is a powerful healer!

😀🎶🎼
Atheria