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Prince in spirit & Taos Mountain

I don’t know what’s going on with famous people in spirit stopping by lately, but it’s increasing for some reason.  Yesterday when I was driving to Taos after feeling “called” (not been there for quite a while) in the Pojoaque area “When Doves Cry” came on 98.5 FM.  Almost immediately I felt strong tingling, which is my sign that someone in spirit is arriving.  All of a sudden, I clairvoyantly saw purple (despite the fact that, supposedly, Prince’s favorite color was orange) and he identified himself.  He apologized for threatening to sue me years ago due to an innocent 14 seconds long Instagram video I posted (he was known to be litigious).  He also told me that when he was in a physical body he was greatly misunderstood.  He did acknowledge, though, that he now realizes he could be difficult at times.

He has found Vanity on the Other Side and is happy about meeting up with his old friend in spirit.  He said he’s with two babies.  I knew he and Mayte Garcia had lost a son shortly after birth, but had to Google his history to see if there could have been another baby in spirit, and sadly, yes there was another loss. https://hollywoodlife.com/2016/04/22/prince-mayte-garcia-second-child-baby-died-broke-up-marriage/

He loves Mayte very much and is watching over her until they meet again.

Here’s an excited and quick video I pulled over in Espanola to record yesterday.

Once I got to Taos, I stopped to take MORE pictures of St. Francis of Assisi Church in Ranchos de Taos and then decided to quickly visit Dennis Hopper’s grave again.  For those who don’t know, he lived in Taos for decades after he discovered it and fell in love with it while filming Easy Rider.  He came to me in spirit the first time I ever visited him years ago.  When I had asked him if he had any advice for those of us still down here, he replied with a simple but powerful, “LIVE”.  Anyway, when I went to drive Ruby (my 2015 Honda Fit…NOT a 4×4) into the small cemetery, I saw that it was muddy, but thought we’d be fine.  WRONG.  I got Ruby badly stuck in deep, pudding like mud.  I did everything I could to wiggle her free, to no avail.  I keep an old yoga mat in the car that I put on her windshield at night so I don’t have to scrape ice off at 5:45 a.m. when I go to work, and tried putting that under one of her front tires to get traction, but, no luck.  I didn’t know what I was going to do and was getting concerned when this good Samaritan couple came to help me.  They had driven by and seen me struggling, and went home to get a different pick-up truck with cable that they hooked onto Ruby’s butt to tow her out.  These people were angels!  Before I could give them some money, they took off.  Here is Ruby stuck.

And here is Ruby after she was freed!  What you need to notice here is Grandma Taos Mountain looming in the background…watching me…and plotting.  LOL

Here is Dennis Hopper’s grave.  It’s always interesting to see what people leave for him at his final resting place.

Just before the kind couple came to help me, I suddenly had that dream from September 2016 I’ve blogged about before pop into my head.  In that dream, I was driving from Denver to Taos and got badly stuck in mud!  Grandma Taos Mountain either loves you or hates you (well…hate may be too strong of a word) and will go to extreme measures to keep you in Taos if she wants you there, or will kick you the heck out if she wants you gone.  I had this strong feeling while getting Ruby deeper and deeper stuck and getting mud all over me, that Grandma was trying to get me stuck in Taos!  I looked up at her (swear she was smirking) and said, “Not funny!”  In fact, even the woman who helped me mentioned that Taos forces people to come who it wants to be there.  I have met SO many people who’ve ended up in Taos for weird reasons like their car broke down while passing through and then they couldn’t leave or they closed their eyes and threw a dart at a map and it landed on Taos so they moved there, etc.

Here is the old blog post about that 2016 dream. https://bridge4spirit.wordpress.com/2016/09/07/taos-dream/

The rest of my day trip was great and I visited ReTails, a cat café and thrift store, where profits go to the wonderful no-kill shelter, Stray Hearts, walked around Taos Plaza, and then went to hear my bass playing friend’s great band, Out of Nowhere, play at the Adobe Bar in Taos Inn.

Here is a photo and video of Grandma Taos Mountain, while I talked to her as I do.

Well, that’s all for now.  I hope everyone finds their special place, like Taos is for me.

Blessings,

Atheria

 

Soul Colors by White Feather

Now I know why I felt the urge to fix my Native American made pretty hummingbird bracelet this morning so I could wear it.  Clearly, one of my guides, White Feather, had his hand in it. 🙂

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Interestingly, that black thread of a line between the bracelet and NOTHING was not in the original picture that I cropped.  I even checked the black shirt I’m wearing’s sleeve to see if there was an explanation for the line…but…nope.  I feel that this is White Feather’s way of showing that he is connected to the bracelet I recently bought from a lovely man here in Pojoaque.  I had purchased this bracelet not only because it’s pretty, but because hummingbirds have been showing up A LOT recently.  I feel there is some spiritual connection to them.  Hummers have been serving as spirit messengers the past few months.

Anyway, here is this morning’s channeled session with White Feather.  His energy/spirit is very proud and strong…and I think…Sitting Bull may have come with him.  I was blessed to channel Sitting Bull in Los Angeles many years ago at a friend’s house.  What I recall from that session is the wonderful proud soul he has.  Both White Feather and Sitting Bull are pretty serious beings, and today, White Feather got annoyed with my questioning what he was saying to me.  What the camera does not capture is my telepathic debating with him.  Entire conversations are going on between my verbal words.  That is a chronic issue with me that many beings get frustrated with.  I’m not the most accommodating person.  LOL!  I refer to myself as an unruly child, and I think quite a few of my unseen friends see me that way.  But, it’s their fault!  I was picked for SOME reason!  I’m not sure I agreed to this!  Oh wait, we chart our lives before we’re born…yadda yadda yadda…

I heard my friend, Malcolm’s, full road trip story at today’s Santa Fe astrology group meeting and WOWZA!  Lillian and I told him that we are coming with him next time!  Seriously, there is WAY too much to write here (so I’ll leave him to blog or video blog about it) but, just some of the stuff he had happen was that in Madrid, NM (loooooove that TINY town featured in the film “Wild Hogs” in 2006 he encountered a reptilian ET, in Dulce, NM (of cow mutilation and gun battle with ETs fame) he saw a grey alien that seemed to take a liking to him, and in Taos, NM he encountered a ghost at Taos Inn (known to be haunted, but he was not aware of that) as he came out of the shower!  He went looking for Bigfoot, which he did not find, but sure had an eventful vacation!

Here is the FUNNY shirt he got me in Dulce.

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I would SO love to wear this to work (but can’t due to the sexual innuendo) because of my employer’s suspected connection to Dulce, ETs, UFOs, underground ET/military bases, etc…but…

I’ve gotta run, but until we meet again….

Play safe out there,

Atheria and White Feather

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

Eat Color and Question “Reality”

While driving yesterday, I had that thing happen again (it started in Los Angeles years ago) where I get this odd sensation that my consciousness is being pulled out through my 3rd eye/forehead.  A while back, another psychic medium picked up on this happening to me and said that when I felt that sensation, it was because my unseen friends were communicating with me beyond my conscious mind.  When it happened this one morning while driving to Sony Pictures, where I worked, I firmly said, “I know you’re there!  Let me see you!”  And, sure enough, I saw this quick blip of a UFO ahead of me over Beverly Blvd.

Here is me on Instagram yesterday.

Anyway, yep, as I commented in the driving video, both the Arcturians and then Pleiadians showed up to chat today.  The transition was easier than it has been.  In general, it’s getting smoother and less physically taxing.

Note that I’m streaming one of the 2 best radio stations I’ve encountered via iHeartRadio…KBCO in awesome Boulder, CO.  Makes me feel like I’m there!  My other favorite station is Taos, NM’s KTAO.  🙂 On an unrelated note, after all these years (since 1998) of being a Taos fan, I just noticed The Tao in Taos.  I have recently discovered that I’m an accidental Taoist.  The philosophy of allowing the flow of life to carry you, without forcing, resonates.  I also just remembered a conversation I had with someone when I lived in the Portland, OR area in 2008-2009.  I don’t think he knew about my connection to Taos at the time (just emailed him via LinkedIn to ask) but he knew about my chronic head and neck pain issue from neck trauma.  He suddenly said to me something like, “You will be healed in the land of the red willows.”  It was a totally obtuse thing to say and came from left field.  It was years later when I found out members of Taos Pueblo are known as Red Willow People and the pueblo is called the Place of the Red Willows!

In Light,

Atheria (and my Arcturian and Pleiadian unseen friends)

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.

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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

Supposedly I’m on track…

I just got home from a friend’s party, and spent most of the time talking to two women, one a fellow medium, and another, someone who wasn’t aware that she DOES have an ability but was very drawn into what we other two were talking about frenetically.  I love meeting other psychics because it infuses me with energy as I can talk to someone who speaks my language.  The fellow medium is from a small town in the middle of Louisiana, so at first we talked about the strong energy in New Orleans (one of my favorite places but boy….be prepared!)

During our 3 hours of chatting, the other medium would randomly give me info and messages about whatever I was talking about.  Of course, New Mexico’s magic came up quite a bit.  She got a “hit” that I’m living where I’m living right now (on a pueblo) because my Native American guides (didn’t tell her I have them but yep…) are trying to get me to pull in my all-over-the-place-energy and focus myself here in the middle of nowhere.  That totally agrees with what I’ve been intuiting.  She told me to go back to Tsankawi (where I hiked a couple of weeks ago and felt it had strong energy) in the early morning…preferably on a weekday when less people are bound to be there…and meditate and my path forward would be made clear to me.  I have this coming Friday off from work so I’ll probably go!  God knows I need clarity!

We also spoke about my past life as a Ute (and another as a Mescalero Apache) and she felt strongly that I should check out Ouray, CO (where I almost went instead of Telluride last weekend) because Ouray is not only special, but was the central Ute point.  I know that while driving through the Southern Ute area last weekend I felt very much at home.  The only problem is that to get to Ouray from Durango, you have to take the VERY SCARY (think narrow road with no guardrails and 1,000s of feet over the edge) Million Dollar Highway.

Much to my chagrin, she also told me that I have the “day job” I have right now for a good reason.  I’m to use it to stockpile money (which I’m doing) and need to stay there for a while to create a good nest egg to finance my future…which she sees being in Taos.  She told me that I WILL move to Taos but am not financially ready to yet, and that I’ll earn my living doing readings and will be in with the Santa Fe celebrity crowd.  Grandmother, who I dreamed about, will be my main guide then.  People will flock to me in Taos.  She compared me to the psychic Shirley MacLaine (fellow New Mexico lover) relied on.  Interestingly, enough, I have met the wonderful Ms. MacLaine and was able to give her a message from Dean Martin years ago…and I have a past in the Entertainment Industry in Los Angeles.  The TV/film biz still calls to my soul very much and I’m glad that the film biz in Tamalewood (what New Mexico is called) is doing really well right now.

At one point she asked me what I picked up about her, and I had been distracted by this clairvoyant black witch hat (horrible stereotype!) that I kept seeing over her head.  I told her about it and she said that she had a past life as a curandera in eastern New Mexico at one point.  So that made sense.  Then I had images of bingo cards pop into my head, which made no sense to me…so I just told her about what I saw.  Come to find out, she’s been thinking of attending a bingo night this coming week.  I told her to GO!  Then, I started getting some numbers in my head.  I gave her the numbers and told her to play them!  I told her I get 10% if she wins.  LOL!  Lastly, I kept picking up something with the right side of her lower abdomen, and she told me that every time she goes through TSA screening at airports, even if she’s wearing no underwear or bra (because she’s tired of this happening) she gets pulled aside due to the X-ray machine showing something metal in her right abdomen/groin area and her left collarbone/shoulder area.  The odd thing is that I keep having 2 spots show up on me too, and one is my left collarbone/shoulder area.  We suspect we may have extraterrestrial implants in that area.

We also talked about the fact I have a hard time sitting still and prefer to stand, and how I have a lifetime history of rocking back and forth (if you notice in my channeling videos, I rock back and forth) and loving to swing on swingsets, etc.  She felt that it’s my way of moving energies through my body.  That makes sense.  I literally have super 8 movies of me as a baby sitting up and rocking.  Something about swinging and rocking makes me feel good.

I asked her if she noticed that a high percentage of psychics (especially mediums) are diabetic and why that is, and yes, she has noticed it and is indeed diabetic herself.  She suspects that we need to keep higher glucose levels due to the tremendous amount of energy we use up doing readings.  That makes sense.  It also justifies my love of carbs and how I do terrible on low carb diets.

I just had to share this conversation as I love these types of magical meetings/conversations!  A couple of times during our chat, I felt strong emotion as I knew she was speaking truth.

Blessings,

Atheria

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