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Butterflies, 333, spirits, and magnetics

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These are earrings I’ve not worn in quite a while but got a “random” urge to put on this a.m.  Remember this pair of butterfly earrings as it’ll become important later.  Also, word of warning to males readers…there are female issues in this post.  Ha!

I had a male friend years ago who found it amusing that I not only believe in signs…I KNOW there are signs for us from the Other Side that we need to pay attention to.  A great psychic mentioned in a book I read a while back that anything you notice during the day is a message.  Not everyone notices the same things.  Whatever catches your eye, you need to pay attention to.  Well, my ex friend loved to say to me, “Gotten any messages on the side of a bus lately?”  I laughed it off, but it did get to be annoying.

Many weeks ago I had volunteered to help out at the Earth Day street event in Albuquerque and work at a vegan outreach booth.  So, I drove down to the Nob Hill area in Albuquerque this morning, where I had a really great day handing out Tofurkey slice samples with vegan mayo.  I met lots of interesting and like-minded people.  I’m even considering getting fake diamonds (can’t afford the real thing) put into my skin via wires after seeing some glittery guys.  Ha!

Anyway, on the way to Albuquerque, I saw a license plate with 777, which has been showing up a bit lately.  That’s a newer sign for me (also 222s and 999s).  My main number messages (which I’ve blogged about) are 1111, 444, 555, and 333.

While working the great event today, early on, I noticed a Native American man behind the booth next to us quietly sewing a leather purse.  I said something to him (forgot what now) and then jokingly said that I’d check back with him later to make sure he wasn’t lollygagging with his work.  A couple of hours later, I followed up on my threat, and went over to see how he was coming along.  He showed me how much he’d completed and one thing led to another and I found out he is from the Taos Pueblo.  I have to admit that although I’m STARVED for answers about some things regarding Taos (and life) there was something about his energy that just drew me.  The poor man very kindly listened as I gushed out all this Taos stuff…from how it first called me in 1998 and that dream I had last year where in the dream I loaded up a bus full of my belongings and tried to drive to Taos but got stuck in the mud somewhere.  Finally, I got out of the mud and made it to Taos where I joined this circle of 3 Native American women.  They said that they’d read an article about me, and that “Grandmother wants to talk to you.”  I asked him if Taos Mountain is ever referred to as Grandmother by his people, and he said not that he ever heard…but…that they do refer to the land, in general, as Grandmother.  He also told me that when Taos Pueblo was having some exploration done regarding their aquifer, while digging/measuring, the surveyor people discovered that in front of Taos Mountain…between the mountain and Highway 64 (El Prado area) there is this massive magnetic field that can’t be easily explained.  I mentioned to him that my eyes get greener in Taos and that the first time I visited in 1998, both me and this other Californian, never needed to eat.  We just did not get hungry and forced ourselves to eat because “we should”.  It was like Taos fed us with its energy.  Hearing about the magnetic field, I get it.  That also explains why, when I’m there, I feel so much calmer and balanced.  He was very familiar with people who’ve visited Taos for one day and instantly leave their old lives behind to move there as “the call” is so powerful.  What’s interesting, is that he also said that although he knows many people where Taos worked out for them after heeding the call…he also knows many people where Taos was disastrous and they left within 2 years.  We chatted about why that may happen regarding lessons that needed to be learned or soul growth.

He told me that Taos is feminine, which made me squeal, “Ah ha!  I thought so!”  I was in Taos yesterday, and my (I am a certain age) period was almost 4 weeks past due (as of today) and I really figured that maybe I’m done with periods.  But, half way through the day yesterday, Aunt Flo showed up.  (Yes, I told him this…warned you…)  I then told him how the Hawaiian Islands are split between masculine and feminine islands.  When I went with a group to the Big Island in 2002, the male leader of the group warned all of the women that the Big Island is feminine and that whether or not our periods were due…they’d show up.  Well, we laughed at him…until…one by one…due or not…we all got periods that week!  It was so funny.  When my irregular peri-menopausal “friend” showed up yesterday, my gut reaction was, “Taos triggered it.”  The man I talked to today basically confirmed that.

I also told him about the telepathic message I got from a dolphin in Hawaii in 2002 (blogged about that earlier) with the words “This will heal you” along with this geometric image that, years later, looked A LOT like Taos’ city emblem to me.  I told him that the on its side oval over top of a triangle within a triangle made me suspect it represents Taos Pueblo’s very sacred Blue Lake that only the tribe is allowed to go to.  He actually felt I could be right.  I did ask him if the Rio Pueblo de Taos (that I would be allowed to go to in certain non Taos Pueblo areas) did indeed come from Blue Lake as someone told me she thought it did, and he said yes, that it is water from Blue Lake…and that it wouldn’t hurt to try that avenue.

We talked about how I, and others, talk to Taos Mountain…sometimes fight with it.  We talked about a lot of stuff.  It felt like a very NON accidental meeting/talk.  I think I’m forgetting important things that came up now.  Hmmm…

Finally, I said good-bye to him and went back over to work the vegan booth.  I hadn’t been back at the booth but a minute or two, when I looked out at the people going by to see the back of this woman’s shirt that was BREATHTAKINGLY BEAUTIFUL.  Her shirt was an otherworldly beautiful butterfly (shaped like a butterfly too) in glistening colors that was freaking stunning.  It took my breath away.  I just HAD to run over to her to compliment it and ask her where she got it.  I kid you not, I turned around for maybe 5 seconds to tell the person next to me, “Hold on.  I’ll be right back!” as I ran out into the passersby to get to her.  But, she was GONE!  I mean, GONE!  I looked everywhere and she was nowhere.  It was impossible for her to have walked that far in 5-7 seconds!  I stood in this open area near a guy who was videotaping the event and said to him, “That is weird!  This woman just disappeared!”  Get this, he then responds to me, “That just happened to me!  I saw this guy I know, but he vanished!”  He couldn’t explain what he had happen either.  Seriously, I don’t think she was a human.  I instantly said to myself that I need to look up what butterflies symbolize….keeping in mind that I had just had this important conversation with the man from Taos Pueblo.

https://www.insects.org/ced4/mythology.html

http://www.entomon.net/indian-butterfly-legends-and-poems.shtml

http://www.spiritanimal.info/butterfly-spirit-animal/

A little while later, and after I was pooping out, I went to head back to my car when I walked past 2 women sitting off to the side with a young girl, eating.  The one woman’s t-shirt had a picture of mountains on the back, with John Muir’s:  The mountains are calling and I must go. — Well, I looooove that quote and ended up chatting with them because the timing was weird.  I just had that quote show up yesterday or the day before, and I always connect that quote with Taos Mountain.

While in Albuquerque I decided to spy on my house I sold on October 20, 2014 (my birthday) to see if the woman who bought it is taking care of it.  Driving way over to far NW Albuquerque, I saw a car go by me with a 333 license plate and chuckled.  Really, it’s gotten to be amusing the 333s are so common lately (and 1111s with 555s).  The good news is, my house looked pretty good.  The bad news is that my beautiful decorative plumb tree in the front yard is dying…sigh.  Anyway, while in that neighborhood, I got the urge to surprise my friend who lives a few blocks away and just quickly stop in to say howdy.  I was not planning on visiting Sy, and don’t like to surprise people, but the urge was strong.  Of course, I caught her doing more incredibly creative things to her cute house and when she brought me into her kitchen, I yelped, “Are you fucking kidding me?!” when I saw THIS:

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Granted, I’ve not been inside her house for a while, but the butterfly on the wall and the two 333 license plates are new!  She got the butterfly wall art as a gift last Christmas, and the two REAL 333 license plates “coincidentally” were “randomly” picked for her by MVD workers for her mom’s old car when her mom passed away (the yellow plate) and her Corvette she owned for a little while.  Even Sy was amazed both plates were 333s as she knows that’s a sign from Masters after hanging around me.  LOL!  Sy is the one who noticed that I had butterfly earrings on today.  I’d forgotten I was even wearing them.  And, while writing this LONG blog tonight, it dawned on me that the pueblo I live on’s symbol is a butterfly.  The image of a butterfly is on my apartment building here on the pueblo.

I mean, really.  I was not planning on going into Sy’s house today.  Someone in spirit wanted me to see her kitchen.  Nothing is an accident.  Laugh if you want that I get messages though coincidences and numbers, but I know there is a plan…and clues along the way.

Speaking of which, I just remembered something.  My lease is up at the end of May and on Friday I was thinking, “Maybe I should move to Taos and do the long commute to Los Alamos for work.”  But, on second thought, and someone who lives in Taos kind of agreed….I’d probably hate driving 1.5 hours each way twice daily.  The lovely Taos Pueblo craftsman I was chatting with today told me that his brother did that exact commute for 35 years!  He didn’t mind it for the most part because he loved his work/job so much…except in the winter when the road along the canyon/Rio Grande gets scary.  It was just kind of funny that he mentioned something I’d been debating.  For a minute he made me think, “It is doable” but I do think that far of a drive would get old pretty quick.  And, that’s a lot of wear and tear on my car and gas money.

Okay, I’ve talked your ears off enough for today.  But I just love “weird” days like this…when it’s clear that everyone you meet, every thing you see, hear, etc. is for a reason.

Peace,

Atheria

Veering back on course

​Assuming all goes as foretold over 2 years ago…and so far it has (despite timing being a bit off)…I’m going to be moving back to New Mexico for the 3rd time next month.  They say the 3rd time is the charm!  I moved to Colorado with 100% great intentions, but it’s been a struggle from the evening I arrived in late April when my navigation messed up and sent me down a dead end street with my U-Haul towing my car where I was trapped.  I’m not exaggerating.  Even when I went to register my car in late May and get a Colorado driver’s license, I was seemingly being blocked.  I had to go to 4-5 different places that day to succeed!  It was frustratingly insane!  I have struggled to get a QUALITY job here with horrible competition from 10,000 people per month moving here…which is driving down salaries and increasing the cost of living dramatically.  I got so worried, I started looking for jobs out of state…and…lo and behold, a wonderful opportunity back in New Mexico (not Albuquerque this time, but where I belong in northern New Mexico) fell into place for me.  New Mexico did that to me in late 2009 too, when I was in Portland, Oregon trying to find work after being laid off.  Oregon didn’t want me and pushed me out, and Colorado is doing the same thing…as much as I love it here.  But, magical New Mexico opened its arms beckoning me twice when in need.  Clearly, there is some reason I need to be in New Mexico.  I am thrilled that I’ll not be far from my beloved Taos this time!

I am fully convinced that, not only is there a plan for our lives, but if we veer off course…our unseen friends WILL steer us back onto the correct path.  I never would have quit my stable, quality job in Albuquerque to move a bit north to do almost the same thing.  It took me moving to the Denver area, where things didn’t work out, to get me to apply for jobs in northern New Mexico.  I am being brought to where I need to be by going off in the wrong direction.  I will say that my journey through life has been extremely zigzag-y!  My spirit guides must be exhausted.  I have heard from others that they have had similar all over the place paths.

A fellow medium told me on Tuesday that I was brought to Denver to gain more confidence regarding my channeling and mediumship.  I must say that I have met LOVELY people here in the metaphysical community…very supportive people who have believed in my ability more than I have believed in it.  It will be hard to leave that support system.  I do plan on visiting when I can to stay in touch.  She also said that when I go back to New Mexico, if I choose to pursue my spiritual work…she stressed the IF part…and stop being a wuss (she didn’t use that word, but yes, I’ve been a wuss and wasted too much time) “name recognition would get out, and people will come to see you from all over”.  She alluded that my channeling/mediumship would lead to fame of some sort, which agrees with what 2 other psychics told me a few years ago.  I am not fame hungry for fame’s sake, but I do know that I’ve got to get to people…that I have to talk to the masses.  I’ve known it since I was 10 years old, that I have important work to do on this planet and that someday I’d be written about.  That being said, I just turned 50 and am way behind schedule.  I’m not a kid anymore and need to stop goofing off wasting time by being insecure about what I do.

Once I get settled and start my normal “day job” (I am someone who can’t function creatively or spiritually without financial security) sometime in November, I promise to start focusing on my spiritual work.  I do need to do channeling on a regular basis and get videos of it put up on YouTube.  I have met some lovely fellow metaphysical people in Taos and maybe I can do some events there and in Santa Fe.  If I could teach my cats how to use a video camera, I’d do it at home alone!  LOL!

I guess the purpose of this post is to, by telling my story, let others know that we all ARE being led in some direction whether we realize it or not…and if we screw up, spirit will help us get back on the path we’re supposed to be on.  Hopefully you all aren’t as difficult as I’ve been. 😉 Also, I feel very strongly that certain places can be good or bad for us.  If you are constantly struggling to survive or succeed, maybe you’re in the wrong location.  Just like we vibrate to a certain frequency, places do too…and if you don’t match, it can make things difficult.  Okay, that wasn’t me just now.  I just channeled that bit.

In light,

Atheria

P.S.  As I’m getting ready to upload this blog post I have the TV show “Notorious” on in the background…which I don’t normally watch.  “Coincidentally” they just mentioned both Denver and New Mexico during the episode!  Ha!

Taos is at it again! What does it want from me?!

I had this strong desire to go to Taos this weekend, kind of like a heroin addict in need of a fix…so I drove up and car camped for the first time in my new awesome Honda Fit (named Ruby…cars really DO tell me their name…I’m not kidding).  The whole time I was there odd synchronicities happened (typical for Taos), including running into a coworker in the middle of the woods!  I joked that I wasn’t going to go home to Albuquerque because I loved being up there so much.  Taos is not only beautiful, it’s magical.  Here are pictures from my quick trip.

https://plus.google.com/photos/+CarrieJRyan/albums/6162600951349424001

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https://plus.google.com/photos/+CarrieJRyan/albums/6162874393372750097

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https://plus.google.com/photos/+CarrieJRyan/albums/6162933672578810625

Anyway, I did begrudgingly head home to Albuquerque.  The moment I put my key in my apartment door lock, my “I Heart/Love Taos” key chain decoration that I’ve had for years fell off onto the ground!  It’s never done that!

"I Heart/Love Taos"

“I Heart/Love Taos”

So THAT weirded me out!  But yes, it gets weirder….welcome to my solstice today world….

I tethered my phone to my laptop to move the million pictures (I exaggerate, but not much) and a video off the phone and onto my computer.  Well, I was trying to rename this one picture (not of Taos….just a jerk driver that i want to turn into the cops) when all of a sudden my laptop freaked out and froze.  I couldn’t get it to do anything, so I touched the screen and swiped to see if I could unfreeze it somehow.  All of a sudden, my pictures folder was gone and I was staring at my desktop…that somehow had changed to be A PICTURE OF TAOS!  I was nowhere near the area where you change background/wallpaper images!!  What the heck is going on?!

Taos wallpaper

Taos wallpaper

Well, I’m saying right now to my unseen prankster/pushy friends…if you want me to move to Taos instead of Denver, Portland, or Seattle, then you’d better come up with a GOOD job with high pay and benefits!!!  None of which is Taos known for!!!

I need a glass of wine.  Oh wait, I’m already drinking one!

Aggravated,

Atheria

P.S. If you don’t know my whole Taos weirdness….so a search on my site for “Taos”.

Why oh why didn’t I listen to the voice in my head?!

On Tuesday I decided to go to a yoga class at Defined Fitness that I’ve not attended in a while.  As I was getting ready I “heard” this voice in my head tell me to check with the gym to make sure the class was happening as scheduled.  Well, I blew it off as nothing because it was so subtle.  MISTAKE.  After driving 5+ miles to get to the gym, I found out that all group classes were canceled this week due to renovations.  ARGH!  (To do something, I used a treadmill barefooted for 30 min.)

Years ago while driving in Los Angeles I heard this REALLY subtle voice (this time…in my ear not head) say “Take Melrose” as I headed south on La Cienega planning on heading west on Santa Monica.  Well, I blew off the voice that time too…and regretted it immediately after turning right on Santa Monica.  There was some major traffic problem and I got stuck in a jam for a long time.  Had I listened to my invisible GPS person, I would have had a much easier commute.  After that instance, I swore I’d never ignore subtle voices again…but…yet I did.

The problem is the QUIET voices!  It’s all too easy to brush off this still, quiet, calm voice as imagination or “nothing”.  I think I need to make it clear to my unseen friends that I’m dense sometimes and that they should yell in my ear. :-/ I keep thinking of the phrase “The still, small voice within” when listening to your soul speak.  Well, it seems that is the case with unseen friends trying to tell us things too.  Next time…I’ll do better.  Or so I say now! 😉

On another note, I did my first paid reading in ages last Friday and it went really well…and was relieved that it went so well.  I have to admit that doing readings stresses me out as I want to give the client really good information and want to truly help the person.  That is why I backed off doing readings for a long time.  It’s also physically exhausting for me…but…this is work I am supposed to be doing.  A few months ago I did a reading on trade for this lovely medicine man I met, and clearly saw his grandmother standing next to him.  At the time, that was new for me as I don’t usually actually see people in spirit standing there during a reading.  With the woman I read last Friday (who kindly referred me to another relative, who I’m doing a reading for tomorrow), three relatives clearly came through…her husband, brother, and grandmother.  She was hoping for a friend who passed away not long ago to come through, but this was a good example of the fact we can’t control who comes through.  Her friend may still be acclimating to the other side, could be “cocooned” right now, or was just busy doing other things.  I am sure that when she is ready, and can, will come through for my client in a dream or some other way.

Blessings,

Carrie