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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

I’m in control in 2019!

As I was about to start typing, I suddenly heard (in my head) Janet Jackson singing, “I’m in Control – Never gonna stop…Control – To get what I want” which is very fitting for my current end of 2018 mood.  Quite frankly, I’m sick and tired of life happening TO me instead of life being controlled by me.  I’m tired of having accident after accident that makes the pain I’ve lived in for 23 years worse and worse.  I’m tired of things not working out.  I’m tired of letdowns.  I’m tired of moves not working out.  I’m tired of unfulfilling jobs after my dreams didn’t work out.  I’m fed up.

Interestingly, with perfect timing, a friend from my Santa Fe astrology group gave me this book yesterday that he felt called to buy me while in awesome New Orleans:  “The Un-Spell Book – Energy Essentials for Mastering Magick” by Mya Om

Right now I’m only on page 60 but am very inspired to claim my inherent power.  It’s time I took hold of the reigns.  Forget the let go, let God…and go with the flow stuff.  Another astrology friend who is looking at my natal chart right now trying to help me figure out why my life has been so stuck and cruddy, pointed out that she sees an aspect that shows I’ve been afraid to accept how powerful I am.  We each are powerful.  Too often we give our power away, or are afraid of it.  Well, no more of that for me!

As much as I’ve argued with friends about whether or not we can create our reality, I do  have to brag about causing an airplane to be delayed years ago via my pure will.  Here’s the story…

I had taken a cheap chartered airline from/to Orly from LAX.  It only had flights once per week in each direction.  After 3 weeks of traveling through France, Italy, and Switzerland, it was time to head home.  I thought I knew how to get back to the airport but got totally lost and suddenly everything was only in French.  Because I had spent most of my cash planning to head back to California, I totally lost it and panicked.  I was freaking hysterical.  The French were SO kind to me and shoved me onto trains and pointed and didn’t charge me train fare.  I had just become aware of the whole you can create your reality thing, and started FRANTICALLY and very assertively (through tears and snot) saying, “My plane is an hour late!  My plane is an hour late!”  I visualized it being late.  I did everything I could to create it being late by an hour.  By the time I made it to Orly, it as 10 minutes past when the plane should have taken off.  I ran up to the airline attendant (seriously hysterical…but the emotion helped) and told her I probably missed the only flight back and she said, “Didn’t you know?  Your flight was delayed an hour.  If you run, you can make it.”  Yep…I did that. 🙂

I think what made it work was the emotional energy I put into it.  The book Malcolm gave me that I’m reading right now about spells pretty much says it’s the emotion that empowers spells and makes them effective.  It’s also raising the emotional energy that is the hard part, along with BELIEVING you can control things.  I suspect many of us who’ve not had luck with “The Secret” have unconscious doubt that cancels out our affirmations and vision boards.  And, a heck of a lot of people…at a deep level…don’t believe they deserve prosperity, love, health, and happiness.

I’ve been having more and more accurate psychic flashes and hits lately (they charged the ex husband in a NM woman’s murder who drove a red pick-up truck with her murder and I’d picked up that the killer had a red truck).  I am gifted and it’s high time I stopped being a victim of circumstance, and started creating my “fate”.  And, I’ve got a huge band of unseen friends around to help me…from fairies to spirits to extraterrestrials!

Since I was wrongly murdered on July 19, 1692 in Salem for being a witch, it’s time I actually became a witch.  I think that’s fitting payback.  I’m accepting my inner witch.  I’ve always said that nature is my church.  As much as I am drawn to Buddhism, right now I feel it’s too passive.  I want power.  Now, the thing that does cause issues is my belief/knowing that major events in our lives are charted before incarnation.  You know, the traumas we stupidly agree to while setting up our next lives “up there” with our spirit guides…when we are blissful and clueless about what we are getting ourselves into down here on 3D Earth.  Maybe, just maybe, although major events/lessons are charted…we can indeed control how they turn out.  It’s a thought.  And maybe all of the hell I’ve been through physically and emotionally happened to push me to the point where I reclaim my inner witch.  It’s possible.  I’ve always been a bit of a control freak yet late bloomer. 🙂

Happy 2019 and may you reclaim any power given away!

Atheria

Attention please!

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To all my fellow mediums, I need to ask a question:  How do you know when a thought isn’t just a random thought and actually a warning from spirit?  In retrospect, I had gotten warnings that my car was going to be hit while parked yesterday, but stupid me didn’t catch on.  I had this urge to fold in my driver’s side mirror, which I don’t normally do, and also felt I needed to park as close to (if not up on the sidewalk) the curb as possible.  But, I just thought I was being cautious in general and didn’t realize that hours later I’d come out to find someone had smashed my fender and bumper.  (The mirror was unscathed.)

Last year before my mugging in the parking lot of Santa Fe’s DeVargas Center, twice the thought popped into my head while in different stores…”keep an eye on your purse”.  But, I didn’t realize spirit guides were trying to warn me that I’d be attacked loading up my car.  (I put up a fight and got injured, and lost all my ID and needed to re-key my Honda to the tune of $1,200.)

In Los Angeles years ago I was heading from West Hollywood to Century City and was taking my normal route when, heading south on La Cienega above Santa Monica Blvd., this REALLY quiet voice/thought said, “Take Melrose.”  I dismissed it as nothing, and turned onto Santa Monica Blvd. as usual…well…MISTAKE.  Something had happened and traffic was backed up for decades.

During another sleepless night last night due to horrid pain and worries, I was trying to figure out how the heck to PAY ATTENTION to “the still small voice within” and my spirit friends’ warnings/advice when it’s SO subtle and quiet, almost like a whisper.  Can’t they yell?!  Oh wait, one DID yell once.  A voice loudly yelled “SEAT BELT!” in my ear when in a car with a careless driver just before he ran a stop sign.  But, that was a one time yelling.  I need to be yelled at, clearly, on a constant basis.  As I was trying to figure out an easy way to tell the difference from just one of my random and constant thoughts and an actual spirit message, I heard what sounded like a female voice say “Hi!” in my left ear.  (I had earplugs in too, along with my eye shielding mask and teeth retainers…so attractive.)  Now, I don’t know if that means this voice is going to start being more blatant and was just alerting me to her or what.  Oh wow!  As I typed that, Lisette, my fairy, popped into my head!  I think it was Lisette!  Now that I think about it, she DOES hang out on my left shoulder and plays with my earlobe.  A fellow psychic told me about her years ago and mentioned that I’d been having tickling feelings on my left ear and arm and that Lisette told her to tell me, “I am not a fly, so don’t swat me away.”  Ha!  I had JUST done that the day before!

Okay, Lisette, please STAY AROUND and help out this sometimes dense-headed and struggling gal.  I really need you right now with my current challenges regarding my health and other things.  I would also love to get input from other psychics and mediums, too, about how you recognize spirit messages vs. random, meaningless thoughts.  Do you get specific spirit guide images, etc.?

In Light,

Atheria and Lisette

Soul vs. Practicality

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I just got back from 2 days in Taos, discounting travel time…after driving 90 mph for 4.5 hours.  It was magical, as always.

I’m sitting here…home…but not “home”.  What have I done?  I fully expect a high level job offer from XXXX (can’t name it but it’s a great place in the Denver area) this coming week and I will be thrilled (and relieved after over 4 months of looking) but there is a tug at my soul.  It’s name is Taos.

I’m going to miss waving at strangers as they pass by in their cars and trucks.  I’m going to miss the deadbeats who brag that they’ve not worked in 14 months, hate the government, but are on food stamps (keep in mind I’m on them) and give tips on how to get the most out of food stamps with half off coupons.  Or the ones the locals told me about who stop by daily to bum a cigarette.  I’m going to miss the people who have walked away from high level jobs/lives to devote themselves to traveling the world doing yoga service (working for room and board along the way).  I’m going to miss the people who just “happened” to pass through Taos on their way to somewhere else and knew they couldn’t leave…like the Seattle artist I met last April who, on his way back from an art tour in London, fell in love with Taos and never returned to Seattle.  Or, the woman I met at The Snowmansion hostel years ago who decided, on a whim, to veer off and check out Taos on her way back to her home in Wyoming from Sedona…who went back to Wyoming, quit her high paying government job, sold her property, and moved to Taos with no idea how she would survive but knew “It will work out.”

I’m going to miss the people intently photographing sunflowers by the side of the road.  I’m going to miss the bad singers in Taos Plaza blasting their voices over speakers with tip jars out…but…so happy to be singing with joy.  I’m going to miss the artists set up in the middle of coffee house parking lots painting what the bright sunlight at 7,000′ shows.  I’m going to miss Taos’ night sky with billions of stars.  Have you ever seen the Milky Way?  I have.  I’m going to miss the quiet.  I’m going to miss the voice of Taos Mountain and La Bruja (witch) that appears at the top of the next door mountain peak…broomstick and all (a stereotype I don’t love but she’s cute with her pigtail blowing in the wind).  I’m going to miss the bartering between locals as they each support each other.   I’m going to miss CPAs/marathoners  who tell me that their REAL job is to be in Taos.  I’m going to miss the strangers in dreadlocks who offer to make me coffee.  I’m going to miss the guy from Scandinavia who ended up in Taos because he threw a dart at a map on the wall and it landed on Taos.  I’m going to miss baristas and German girls in hostels who break into song.  I’m going to miss the fact that everyone is either related to each other or knows each other, and looks out for each other.

I’m going to miss the stories…the wonderful and magical stories of how people ended up in Taos.  When you say to someone, “This place is SO special and weird” and they look at you knowingly, and nod in agreement.  I’m going to miss talking with people who are in Taos to attend the Earthship Academy.  Yes, there is an Earthship Academy.  And then there was the couple who’ve lived in the Taos area their entire lives, yet still drive out to the Rio Grande Gorge Bridge to eat dinner and watch the sunset.  I talked to a very elderly man yesterday who told me Taos called him 22 years ago.  He was at Wired, eating a scone or something, and reading the New Yorker.  He told me (after hearing my 1998 story) that my story reminded him of Mabel Dodge Lujan.  Then, of course, there is Dennis Hopper…who, while looking for places to film Easy Rider, fell so in love with Taos that he lived there for 40 years.

I am crying as I type this.  I do love Colorado.  It’s beautiful and full of opportunity and welcoming people (despite the current deluge of 10,000 per month).  I’m very alone in the world with no one else to rely on and have to take care of myself financially…and Denver is an economic hot spot.  At this point, at 49 and alone for 49 years, I can’t expect that to change.  Hope just creates letdown.  I have to plan for my future/later years.  I don’t want to struggle in Taos with 3 part-time jobs with no benefits.  With tears rolling down my cheeks…I feel stuck.  I know that my ashes will be sprinkled in Taos someday.  I just hope that’s not too late for me to be there.

During my weekend in Taos I got a lot of power numbers, especially 111.

My friend in Massachusetts visited my grave today and placed a sunflower.  As if I wasn’t already crying.  Thank you, Tumeria.  A sunflower turns its face to the sun.  Very symbolic.

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Melancholy,

Atheria

Curandera, Mavis Salazar

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On Tuesday night at a Quantum Spiritology message circle, the leader of another Meetup group mentioned that a curandera named Mavis Salazar was going to be speaking today…and the moment I heard the words come out of her mouth, my unseen friends whacked me hard letting me know in no uncertain terms, that I was to attend Mavis’ talk. 🙂 As I pulled up today, I glanced at my phone to see the time was exactly 11:11 a.m., so I took that as a good omen.

http://ghhcec.com/ and http://ceibausa.org/ are Mavis Salazar’s sites.

Her talk today was great and we tuned into plants to allow them to speak, which was fascinating.  When we focused on this one group of 3 plants I heard them singing “Kumbaya My Lord…Kumbaya…” (seriously) and then I heard “Manny, Moe, and Jack” (like the 3 guys from the Pep Boys commercials)!  We decided the plants had told us their names. 🙂

While she was talking I thought I saw a viper/snake standing up behind her but discounted it.  Later, when she sensed a huge energy enter the room, she asked me what I picked up…and it was Quetzalcoatl!!  That made sense since I had seen the snake and she studies with Mayans in Guatemala.  (In Los Angeles years ago I actually channeled  Quetzalcoatl one night at a practice circle.)  Then she said that today is (some name I can’t recall) the day of the snake!  How cool is that?!

At the end of the event I ended up doing some spontaneous channeling for her and she invited me to join a women’s group she’s in as she felt I’d be a prefect fit.  Yippee!  I soooo need to meet more like-minded people.

Taos has been on my butt this past week calling me back to visit, so I will head down there in the next week or two.  But, with the support I’ve received here in Denver regarding my trance mediumship/regular mediumship…and the wonderful connections I’m making here, I do finally have clarity that at this point in my life’s journey I am meant to live in the Denver area and just VISIT my beloved Taos.  That could change down the road, but for now I’m meant to be a Coloradan.  Or, with all the back and forth driving I suspect I’ll be doing to Taos…a Newmoradan!  LOL!  I really do feel that Taos Mountain intends to keep a tight reign on me and will make me hold up my end of the agreement by visiting New Mexico regularly.

🙂

Atheria

My Salem Witch Trials Murder on July 19, 1692

The anniversary of my murder is coming up on Sunday, and I feel urged to write about it.  During a hypnotic past life regression in 2002 to get to the root (hopefully) of my very stubborn neck/head pain, I found myself back in Salem, MA during the famous…or infamous…Witch Trials.  I can still vividly “see” in my mind’s eye the stone walled, dark, damp jail cell I was held in for quite a while.  Although I was TOTALLY INNOCENT, I was someone who was interested in herbal medicine and things like that.  I would go into the woods and try to help sick animals.  I remember that what upset me so much, because I was kind of resigned about my fate, was hearing the cries, begging, screaming, and pleading of those who were taken out before me to be murdered.  I cannot bring myself to say “executed” because it was pure murder.  It was horrific and very hard to deal with while under hypnosis because I re-experienced every feeling and emotion.  I gave the date, July 19, 1692 while under hypnosis, also, which I later verified…thanks to the Internet.  Five of us were killed that horrid day.  I can still clearly remember standing up on this platform with a crowd down below me who jeered and mocked me.  I was very stoic and refused to cry or plead.  I looked at the crowd of “good Christians” and simply said, “May God forgive you for you do not know what you do”.  My hypnotherapist, Shawn Randall, was in trance during this so that her guide, Torah, actually led the regression.  The benefit of this was that Torah could also see everything I was reliving and we were able to compare notes later.  Torah quickly pulled me out of that life just after I dropped down and the noose tightened around my neck.  I choked for only a quick couple of seconds before I was safely out of that life.

Here are the markers in Salem for the 5 of us killed on July 19, 1692.  It’s hard for me to not cry just looking at them.  I happened to see a TV show where they went to explore Salem and I was overwhelmed with emotion and heartache just seeing the town.

http://www.salemweb.com/memorial/

http://www.findingdulcinea.com/news/on-this-day/July-August-08/On-this-Day–Five-Women-Hanged-in-Salem-for-Witchcraft.html

Where this gets even eerier is that while a friend was doing my genealogy a couple of years ago, she discovered that I have 2 relatives that actually took part in the Salem Witch Trials as witnesses!  One testified against an accused Witch and another testified for an accused Witch.  I was scared to look into whether or not the one who testified against an accused Witch had actually caused my death!  But, I finally looked into it…and…no…it was someone else the person had helped to convict.

I have been killed in numerous lives by my neck:  hanging, beheading (I deserved that one), strangulation during a jealous rage, shackled by the neck, and by a spear in the neck as a warrior Native American.  My neck injury on October 1, 1995 that has caused 24/7 pain ever since, has never responded to any treatment and doctors are dumbfounded by it.  It’s very stubborn about letting me release it.  I have a feeling there are even MORE lives where I’ve died due to my neck.  But, the Salem life is a biggie.  I may need to go there in order to release the trauma, but I’m nervous about it.  If I get upset just seeing it on TV…well…

When I learned about my Witch Trials life (and death) it totally explained why I’ve always gotten LIVID whenever anyone attacks someone for being Wiccan or into Witchcraft.  I have this overwhelming need to defend them to the death.  It also explains why I am very hostile toward Christianity.  I hope you can see why I’m not a fan of that religion (most religions, actually) and anyone who acts righteous, holier-than-thou, condemns, and feels he/she has the right to tell anyone else how they should live and what they should believe.  The spiritual paths that call me are Buddhism and Witchcraft, and I think that is because they are paths that teach personal experience and personal responsibility.  Buddhism isn’t really considered to be a religion, if I recall correctly.  It’s more of a life philosophy of non harm, and finding your own enlightenment through inner work.  And Witchcraft teaches not to cause harm, or it will come back to you threefold.  Don’t bring Satanism into this.  That is a whole different path.  If someone starts preaching anything to me, I simply don’t want to hear it.  If whatever it is works for you, great, but leave me alone.  I am a very spiritually based person and am quite content with my beliefs.  And I’ve had some pretty damn amazing experiences that would blow others’ minds.  I need to blog about them. 🙂

In the words of Rodney King, “Can’t we all just get along?”  Live and let live.  To each their own.  I’m going to spend this weekend trying to heal my soul from immense damage caused by ignorance, jealousy, and righteousness.  And, I’m going to help animals at a shelter…because that is what I would have done 323 years ago.

Blessed be,

Atheria