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Knock, knock, KNOCK!

Over the years I have clairaudiently heard knocking during the night by my unseen friends.  Sometimes, they’ve even made a sound that sounded like my front doorbell was being rung…to the point where at my Albuquerque house years ago, I got up in the middle of the night (with my gun) and looked.  Other mediums have validated the knocking, meaning I didn’t mention it, but they did.  Back at the Albuquerque house when this started, it was after I’d been burglarized and very traumatized.  It was my Uncle Chuckie letting me know that he was guarding the house (and me) from then on.  But, over the years, I have felt that it wasn’t always him.

My always bad insomnia has been extra bad lately due to COVID-19 stress and worry.  Plus, I’m a “certain age” and it’s hard to sleep as a woman during this time of life.  What little I sleep has been very interrupted and weird.  I’ve been having “dreams” that have seemed more like astral events and spirit messages.  I’m pretty sure a few have been out-of-body experiences involving me traveling around the universe and in different dimensions.  I think because my sleep has been so in and out, it has kept me in a very receptive hypnogogic state a lot…and you are very receptive to spirit when in that in between state of awake and asleep.

In the wee hours of this morning (the veil is very thin around 4 a.m.) I recall hearing (with earplugs in my ears and a sleeping mask over my eyes…sooooo attractive) a frantic sounding KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!  There was rapid and loud knocking.  In the past, it’s been a less urgent couple of knocks.  This was like someone pounding on my door.  It was SO clear and loud I did almost get up…with my pink Walther PK380 semi automatic…to nervously check the front door.  But, I then “knew” it was spiritual and not a rapist.  So, I asked, “Who is it?”  Not expecting an answer, I then heard, “Ted”.  I vaguely remember asking, “What do you want?”  But, now, I can’t recall if he said anything in reply.  I then fell back to my fitful sleep.

(Side note:  My sister has long since accused me of creating and/or attracting spirits to all of the places I’ve lived…and that they weren’t haunted UNTIL I moved in.  Another side note:  A friend years ago was convinced I had Exploding Head Syndrome – yes, it’s a thing – but nope!  Granted, I do have neuro problems from the 3 neck injuries.  But, EHS does not answer you and say it’s name is Ted!)

I forgot about what happened this morning, until…toward the middle of my long walk in nature…I suddenly remembered Theo!  Many years ago after my life got weird in the 1990s, one of the first unseen friends that showed up was a spirit named Theo.  He said that he was Theodore but I could call him Theo or Ted!  I have not heard from him in EONS so I’d totally blanked!  What makes me extra happy about this is that it lets me know that our friends in spirit are ALWAYS with us.  He clearly has been waiting in the wings for many years…watching…observing.  I’ve reconnected (at the perfect COVID-19 time) with a long lost friend.

I was going to try to have a full conversation with him this afternoon, but I’m just in a weird place.  So, I’m not doing it today, but I will ask him to communicate soon.  Unlike many people who are really missing human contact, I’m not missing people at all.  This isolation is making me realize that I really LOVE isolation…with cats and fish.  I’m quitting social groups left and right.  Besides the fact I will NEVER shake hands with people again, I’m making other permanent changes in how I exist on planet Earth.

I should also mention that the sound of cowboy boots walking down the EMPTY St. James Hotel hallway in the fall of 2018 as the ghost knocked on each room’s door was VERY different than what I heard early this morning.

Stay safe,

Atheria

My Grandpa Slovik is STILL a mechanic in spirit!

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Grandma and Grandpa – 9/5/1994

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

In Light,

Atheria

Did someone say “wormholes”?

My Pleiadian/Plejaren/Plejaran friends came through today to talk about interdimensional travel and wormholes.  After I uploaded the videotaped channeling session, I noticed that it’s exactly 11:11 minutes long!  Very cool!

Here is the amethyst heart crystal I held during the channeling session that got very warm despite my cold hands.

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And here is what an infinity symbol looks like for those who don’t know.  The Pleiadians talked about using it as a guide for how you should move energy through your body.  In this image it’s on its side, but I saw it clairvoyantly in an upright position, which makes sense for how the Pleiadians described moving energy through the body.

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Thanks for reading and watching.  Have a great day!

In Light,

Atheria

Listening to messages from the universe

I can’t believe this timing. This nice woman responded to my Taos post on Instagram yesterday where I asked people for their interesting stories about how they were drawn to Taos.  In my post (see above) I asked for people to either put their stories in the comments section, or email me their story if they were not comfortable posting it publicly.  But, she direct messaged me this video via Instagram.

( Here is a link to the Blue Sky Retreat at San Geronimo Lodge: https://www.hotels.com/ho266948/?pa=1&tab=description&ZSX=0&SYE=3&q-room-0-children=0&q-room-0-adults=2 )

I don’t really like to chat via direct/private messages on any social media site, so I don’t usually even check private messages on Instagram.  Because she had alerted me that a message would be coming, I went and looked.  Because I checked, I happened to see a message from September 9th that an ex Sony co-worker I’ve not talked to in ages had sent me.  Thank goodness I saw it!  He had written to tell me that a message I had given him from spirit many years ago suddenly made sense to him.  At the time, he had assumed the message was from his departed mother because of the name that I told him I had heard.  (I’m not saying the exact names to protect his identity.)  But, he just assumed I had slightly misunderstood the name and that it was his mom’s name instead of the similar sounding man’s name I gave him at the time.

Anyway, he just found out that his father’s stepdad’s real first name was the name I had given him!  He had always heard the family call the man by a different first name.  This out-of-the-blue validation from my ex co-worker about a spirit message I had given him many years ago, came to me with perfect timing…especially just after seeing this video about letting the universe give you a sign.  I am so incredibly miserable right now and cannot keep doing the unfulfilling work I have been doing for years.  And it is not lost on me that all of this came about because of Taos.

Perhaps the REAL me that needs to be let out is the psychic medium me…not the administrative assistant me.  I am someone who has needed a steady paycheck, etc. to feel “safe” and secure financially, but I’m close to having to make a drastic change in my life in order to be happier and to fulfill my soul’s mission on Earth. In the past week, I’ve had 2 ex Sony Pictures co-workers reach out to me asking for readings. AND, while taping the YouTube video in this post this morning, a hummingbird came from nowhere, flew up next to my balcony, looked at me, and flew off! I’ve been getting SO many hummingbird visitations lately (always quick and they seem to stare at me) that I bought a beaded bracelet from a Native American man last weekend that had a hummingbird in the design. You can see it here:

No coincidences…

Atheria

Lakota style sweat lodge ceremony

I was blessed to be asked to attend a sweat lodge ceremony last evening in Ranchos de Taos done in the authentic Lakota fashion.  I made a video talking about the experience, but I should have written down things I wanted to make sure to mention…which means I forgot stuff like…

  • I brought tobacco as an offering, which was placed on the altar outside the lodge.
  • There is a certain direction you walk (or crawl) in when you enter or exit the lodge.
  • I was offered a sweat lodge dress but opted to stay in a t-shirt and long shorts.  I should have taken Kathy up on the offer.  Since I didn’t bring a spare set of clothes, I had to drive home soaking wet.  LOL
  • There is a “line” between the lodge, altar in front of the doorway, and the fire in front of that.  You are not supposed to walk across it and need to go around it.
  • Because our bodies are the only thing we ever really own, to give of your flesh is the post powerful offering you can make in prayer.
  • Puff hard on the pipe so it doesn’t go out half way around the circle of people!
  • We often used the word “aho” after someone spoke their heart.  Here is a link to what it means:  https://www.facebook.com/NARemediesMedicienandGarden/posts/someone-asked-about-the-word-ahoaho-is-lakotalakhota-dakota-and-has-been-borrowe/1057753627669125/

Here is a video from the sweat lodge location facing Taos.  The storm clouds made it look extra magical.  We had a beautiful view from up in the mountains.

Because I ended up not feeling well at all by the end, I’m not sure I’ll do a sweat lodge again, but I’m glad I did do it.  It was a powerful evening of prayer and connection to not only other human beings, but also the Great Spirit.

Blessings,

Atheria

 

 

My fairy, Lisette, showed up with ANGELS.

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

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

In Light,

Atheria

Andy Gibb in spirit just showed up again!

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I am frantically writing this post!  I’m half incoherent right now!  Breathe Atheria…breathe…

Okay, going back in time, I met Andy Gibb in 1977-1978 when he was first becoming very famous.  He came to Rochester, NY to autograph his first hit album, back when there were still record stores.  I think he was 19 at the time and I will NEVER forget how sweet and kind of a soul he was.  Decades later, I still remember is fragile sweetness and it makes me cry.

I am still devastated by his untimely passing in 1988.

Andy Gibb grave

Those who know me know that I love cemeteries.  I love to sit in them and when I used to work next to one in Westwood, CA, I’d eat my lunch next to Marilyn Monroe, Natalie Wood, Dean Martin, Truman Capote, and Eva Gabor.  I feel peace there.  I don’t often feel peace.  I am a very restless soul.  Anyway, YEARS ago (and I can’t believe I never blogged about this) I went to the Hollywood Hills Forest Lawn Cemetery to walk around and commune with departed souls.  I’ve gotta say, Liberace’s crypt is beautiful!  But, I was drawn to Andy, not only because I’d met him when I was around 11 years old, but because I somehow understood him.  I FELT his soul and its struggles here in 3D Earth.  I put my hand on his wall burial site and was flooded with emotion.  I felt his soul.  I asked him if he had any advice for those of us down here (like what I did with Dennis Hopper in 2012) and…this makes me want to cry again in 2019…he said, “Love with all your heart, and you will be healed.”  I stood there, totally overwhelmed with love and sorrow for I don’t know how long.  I finally pulled myself away from his “An Everlasting Love” marker (perfect choice) and walked around the large and pretty cemetery.  I thought that was the end of it, but I was wrong.

That night I had a “dream” (i.e. visitation) where I could hear Andy singing to me, “You are…this dreamer’s only dream….heaven’s angel…devil’s daughter….”  Now, I choose to ignore the “devil’s daughter” part.  🙂  I know what he was trying to convey.  Here are the lyrics to his song, “(Love Is) Thicker Than Water”.

Love is higher than a mountain
Love is thicker than water
You are this dreamer’s only dream
Heaven’s angel, devil’s daughter

Say, my mind, should I go with her on silent nights
She’ll drive me crazy in the end
And I should leave this paradise
But I can’t leave her
While I need her more than she needs you
That’s what I’m living for

Love is higher than a mountain
Love is thicker than water
You are this dreamer’s only dream
Heaven’s angel, devil’s daughter

Say, my thought, should I find out she don’t care at all
She’ll leave me crying in the end
Wandering through the afterglow
But I can’t leave her
While I need her more than she needs you
That’s what I’m praying for

Love is higher than a mountain
Love is thicker than water
You are this dreamer’s only dream
Heaven’s angel, devil’s daughter

Love is higher than a mountain
Love is thicker than water
You are this dreamer’s only dream
Heaven’s angel, devil’s daughter

La, la, la
La, la, la, la, la…

And here is Andy Gibb singing this song.

I have an incredibly hard time watching him even now.  He breaks my heart.  As a teenager, I had him, Elvis, Shaun Cassidy, and Rick Springfield all over my bedroom walls.  But, Andy touched my soul.  I can’t explain it.  We lost him WAY too soon.

Flash forward to July 2, 2019…today.  Fate has caused a blessing of a human being to walk into my life (VERY recently) when I’d given up all hope at age 52.5 years old of ever being able to love and be loved in return  (I’m really good at loving with NO return).  Driving home from work tonight, a radio station started playing Andy’s “Shadow Dancing” (which I’d not heard in ages) and it got me thinking about what happened at his grave site years ago.

Well (keeping in mind I’m driving at a zippy speed) I started tingling REALLY strongly.  My friend would say I was feeling GSRs.  I’m not even sure what GSR stands for, but it means MAJOR SPIRIT TINGLNG.  I knew, without question, it was Andy!

You got me looking at that heaven in your eyes
I was chasing your direction, I was telling you no lies
And I was loving you
When the words are said, baby, I lose my head

And in a world of people, there’s only you and I
There ain’t nothing come between us in the end
How can I hold you when you ain’t even mine?
Only you can see me through
I leave it up to you

Do it light, taking me through the night
Shadow dancing, baby you do it right, uh-huh
Give me more, drag me across the floor
Shadow dancing, all this and nothing more

All that I need is just one moment in your arms
I was chasing your affection, I was doing you no harm
And I was loving you
Make it shine, make it rain, baby I know my way

I need that sweet sensation of living in your love
I can’t breath when you’re away, it pulls me down
You are the question and the answer am I
Only you can see me through
I leave it up to you

Do it light, taking me through the night
Shadow dancing, baby you do it right
Give me more, drag me across the floor
Shadow dancing, all this and nothing more

And in this world of people, there’s only you and I
There ain’t nothing come between us in the end
How can I hold you when you ain’t even mine?
Only you can see me through
I leave it up to you, oh

Do it light, taking me through the night
Shadow dancing, baby you do it right
Give me more, drag me across the floor
Shadow dancing, all this and nothing more

Do it light, taking me through the night
Shadow dancing, baby you do it right
Give me more, drag me across the floor
Shadow dancing, all this and nothing more

Do it light, taking me through the night
Shadow dancing, baby you do it right
Give me more, drag me across the floor
Shadow dancing, all this and nothing more

Do it light, taking me through the night
Shadow dancing, baby you do it right
Give me more, drag me across the floor
Shadow dancing, all this and nothing more

I felt that Andy, in spirit, was confirming something regarding my life right now.  I know that people are going to say, “Why would he come to YOU?  You aren’t anyone he ever knew or cared about.”  But, I’ve also been visited by John Lennon TWICE (where he told me he tried to protect George Harrison during the famous home break-in and when called me “mate” the first time….super cool) and David Bowie.  So, I don’t question what happens anymore.  Keep in mind, they are WAY expanded up there.  I feel that if they can find an open receiver, they latch onto the chance to talk.

ANYWAY…I rushed home to blog about all of this.  When I was looking for unrestricted pictures of Andy Gibb to use in this post, I was drawn to one that is at the top of this post…his album cover.  As I was downloading it, I noticed this 444!

Andy 444

For those who don’t know, spirit talks to me via numbers A LOT.  The number 444 means that angels are with you.  Look it up. 🙂

What happened tonight during my drive home was not nothing.  It was a spirit message, and I fully know that Andy had his hand in it.  Love with all your heart, and you will be healed.  That has extra significance for me as I’ve been living with severe physical pain.  But physical pain is not my only pain.  I think that is all too common in our world now…sadly.

Peace,

Atheria with Andy