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Zozobra and making Taos a healing center

After all the years I’ve lived in New Mexico (twice in Albuquerque and now further north) I’ve never gone to the burning of Zozobra.  I totally forgot this year until it was too late.  The burning of Zozobra occurred Friday night in Santa Fe.  For those who don’t know, Zozobra is known as Old Man Gloom.  New Mexico had the ORIGINAL Burning Man…although the one in the Nevada desert has gotten most of the attention.  For weeks beforehand, people from all over New Mexico (and elsewhere) write down their gloomy thoughts and disappointments and all those slips of paper are stuffed inside Zozobra…so that all your bad can be burned away.  It’s rather magickal/pagan, now that I think about it.  But, for anyone that freaks out, just think of it as symbolically releasing all that is gloomy in your life.  I do have to say that New Mexico has some cool traditions!

Here are a couple of Instagram videos others posted and one photo.

@Regrann from @bcquist7 – Burning Old Man Gloom👺💥 #santafe #zozobra – #regrann

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@Regrann from @newmexiconomad – 🌟🌟Featured #Video🌟🌟 from @laura_m_marturano 😃 👍 👏 😍 Zozobra, also known as Old Man Gloom (OMG), is the creation of Will Shuster, one of a group of artists known as the Cinco Pintores, who made their way to New Mexico in the 1920s. Shuster’s creation first appeared in his backyard in 1924 as a six-foot puppet, and over the years, has grown to a towering 50-foot high marionette. Made of muslin and stuffed with hundreds of bags of shredded paper, Zozobra is a dark and eerie character, part ghost and part monster, who was introduced publicly as part of Santa Fe Fiesta events in 1926. Since that time, the people of Santa Fe, families and friends new and old, have annually made their way to Fort Marcy Park, a few blocks from the historic Santa Fe Plaza, to view this one-of-a-kind Labor Day Friday pageant. – #regrann

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As an unrelated side note, and not that I’m biased…okay, I’m biased…Taos is magical.  Anyway, this is a great article on healing and Taos.  Taos should be a healing center.  Actually, it already is in some ways.  I’ve met numerous people who have gone through tremendous transformation there.  It hasn’t always been easy for them to purge and rebirth, but it’s been necessary and beneficial long term.

In light,
Atheria

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Mystical Life Forum of New Mexico

Howdy!  I made the trek down to Albuquerque this morning to attend friends’ of mine’s new-ish monthly group called Mystical Life Forum of New Mexico.  The monthly event is on the 4th Saturday of each month, from 9:30 a.m. – 11:30 a.m. and I highly recommend it to anyone in the Albuquerque area.  Hannah and her mom, Mary, are fellow contactees, and spread as much information as they can about all things metaphysical.  They also have a new book coming out with matching ET tarot cards, which look freaking awesome!  They will be doing a book signing at my friend, Mitch Rubin’s, fabulous metaphysical store named Blue Eagle Metaphysical Emporium on September 30th from 11:00 a.m. – 2:00 p.m.

The guest speaker today at Mystical Life Forum of New Mexico was a lovely soul who goes by the name Bethany Paix in this life.  She is a very knowledgeable and experienced Master Energy Channel who does spiritual clearing and blessing for people, places, and businesses.  Her website is Angels Helping Humans.  As a psychic medium, I feel people’s energy immediately, and I am very comfortable about recommending her services.

Today’s drive down to a major city (in terms of population, not actual city amenities…don’t get me started on the lack of IKEA) was very eye opening…upsettingly so!  I live on a reservation in the middle of nowhere and the biggest city I’ve been going to since last November when I moved back to New Mexico for the 3rd time (yes, I’m one of THOSE people) is Santa Fe…with a population of 83,875 (as of 2016).  As of the year 2000, where I live has a population of 1,261.  Unless someone died, that’s now 1,262.  Anyway, from the moment I hit Albuquerque’s (a.k.a. highest crime in the USA…or close to being #1) city limits, I felt stressful, not good energy.  But, I made it to this morning’s talk and then stopped by Blue Eagle and then Coronado Center, since I truly do miss REAL shopping malls (Santa Fe’s idea of a shopping mall is pretty darn pitiful).  Inside the mall, I Instagrammed my glee about being in a real mall…but that quickly faded the moment I stepped outside.  I exited the mall from the total opposite side from where my car was parked because I started to feel overwhelmed with lots of people’s junk energy.  One of the many reasons I left Los Angeles in 2008 was that, as a very empathic psychic medium, I felt bombarded with 13,000,000 people’s energy and I couldn’t take it anymore.  Anyway, on this hot summer day (it really is cooler where I live…thank goddess) I had to walk all the way around the mall on the outside, which gave me “great” viewing/hearing of Burque people’s lives.  OMG!  It was nonstop fights and screaming and yelling and road rage in the parking lot!  At one point, this Nissan Maxima driver and Ford Mustang driver were so livid, I got scared there’d be a shooting and started to look for a safe place to duck!  I’ll give you a hint…the Nissan driver or passenger got out of his car.  The overall vibe in Albuquerque was VERY angry and scary.  Walking past this woman and a kid, she said to the kid, “Albuquerque is very prickly today.”  I commented to her as she passed, “Yes it is!”  There was overwhelming stress and rage that carried over to Old Town Albuquerque…which normally I enjoy.  I did hang out there for a while and took a lot of Instagram pictures, but was EAGER to get out and get back to the rez!

It was interesting that as I stopped by a nice, new Starbucks on Rio Grande just south of the 40, as I mentioned where I live and big cities vs. small towns…the barista said to me, “I didn’t miss big cities at all when I left.”  At the mall, I literally Intagrammed, “I can’t move to tiny Taos.  I need real shopping malls!”  But, now at PEACEFUL home on he rez, I think I cannot even CONSIDER moving back to insanely priced and congested Los Angeles like I’ve been thinking of doing.  Something deep within me has changed and I need small town life with lots of nature and QUIET.  I’m pissed about this, FYI.  I have known for a while that it’s my EGO that needs glitzy city.  My soul needs Taos…or at least some beautiful place that is full of nature and calm like Taos.  As much as my ego LOVED Denver last year…my guides made sure it didn’t work out.  My guides can be highly annoying.  They are all about the soul instead of ego.  The issue is that they aren’t down here on Earth in this 3D world dealing with what we need to deal with.  They are up there at some higher, more evolved, “big picture” dimension, and it’s not fair!  Pffffft! ;-P

This is annoying.

To be continued,

Atheria

 

Arcturians on the Healing Power of Music

Driving to Santa Fe to get groceries this morning I started to feel my consciousness being pulled out through my 3rd eye (they really need to stop doing that when I’m DRIVING) and got a strong feeling it was time for a channeled session.  They kept saying something about music, so I knew what the basic topic would be.  And…yep…see below.

Note that Chakra had to get in on the action once again.  Ha!  And please disregard how horrid my hair is right now as growing it out from being cut off last August has not been easy.  You can fast forward to 3 minutes in and not miss anything other than me gasping and contorting a bit. 😉

I am looking forward to spending a night out at Chaco Canyon with the Goofy Spiritualists Meetup I’m a member of this summer.  Chaco Canyon is an official “dark sky” location and it should be breathtaking viewing from some photos I’ve seen.  Think seeing the Milky Way, etc.  One of the GS members told me that she knows a woman who was not psychically gifted, but while visiting Chaco Canyon had a visitation by a spirit who told her that she was going to become psychic.  Sure enough, the woman suddenly had psychic ability and it changed her life!  Very cool.  I hope something happens to me there!  I’ve been there before, but only in the daytime.  I just found this interesting post from 2009 regarding Chaco.

Blessings,

Atheria

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