obvious signs... not so obvious messages

Yesterday was hell on wheels. Everything went wrong all at once. I found out I didn't win the gymbird 10,000 step contest. I could handle that...no expectations. 

Then I got an email saying I didn't make it past the first interview for a job I think I'd love. Sniffle

Then, at the local grocery, my card was declined. Thank goddess for Jason, the guy behind me. He paid my tab. You rock, Jason!! You are a kind person.

At some point late in the day,  I thought about my pocket rock. I knew when I reached into my pocket, it wouldn't be there. It wasn't. What I didn't know is when I lost it. I checked my bathrobe pocket...my bedside table, the floor...no luck.

I had had that rock for quite a while. Losing it when everything was wrong made sense. It's a sign of transition...time to move on somehow. I needed to pick out a new one. 

Just days before all this mayhem, though, the signs indicated that peace and calm would exist homestead-wide, finally. I have been decluttering and cleaning the homestead. In the process, I uncovered a lot of mice and a few snakes. The place was squeaking with mice at one point so I bought a humane mouse trap and was daily taking out 2-4 mice. Some were babies and they were so freakin' cute. It was a joy to release them at the far end of the homestead.

I expected to be doing this for a long time when suddenly there were none. I haven't seen a mouse in five days. I attribute it as well to cleaning the piles of trash piled against the back of the house. 

No snakes either. I've always thought the rattler that I met in my bathroom last month had no ill intent; she could have bitten me at least three times but didn't. She did nick my foot, however, on our third encounter, and it swelled a little but I did not die and I can still walk.

So what does all this mean?  Zero mice, zero snakes and zero money. Are these things connected? Are messages being sent and received? Do I need to do anything? How do I reconcile the negative and the positive? Kind comments and suggestions welcome. 

Until next time, peace.

A Sad Goodbye

It was the last day of January 2021 when Donovan decided he was done with this world and he said farewell to it forever. I did not find out until the next morning when I looked on Facebook and saw his mother Misty's post, saying she had found his lifeless body and she couldn't breathe.

Donovan, only 18, is the grandson of my sister Tami, who passed in 2008. He is her son Damien's oldest child. I did not know Donovan very well but followed his story told by his proud, loving mom on social media. I did not realize that he was so very depressed. 

It was a Monday morning when I found out. The day was unbelievable energy-wise. Before I even got out of bed, I could tell something was up. A few minutes later, when I learned of his passing, I understood it. 

All day, I could feel Donovan everywhere. At one point, I was out pacing in the yard and the kid across the street was riding in his ATV. We both blew off steam that way during these days of Covid. We were often out at the same time but never really acknowledged each other until that Monday.

I had just reached the end of one trail the dogs and I have worn in my yard and the kid had just reached the end of his dirt drive, where he usually turned and headed back. He stopped and looked up at me. I stopped and looked up at him...and saw Donovan. Donny waved at me. I waved back. We both looked at each other for a good long moment. Goodbye. 

I continued to pace and the ATV kid continued to ride. Our eyes met and we waved several times but I did not see Donovan again. Since then, though, I feel him very much around, as he is with his mama, who has begun her journey to help others deal with mental illness. I hope to help her and support her efforts in every way I can. 

Crazy energy that day, filled with messages. The first -- that Donovan was okay. Our time on this planet is such a tiny part of our soul journey. The second -- he was saying goodbye for sure. The family that lived in the house of the ATV kid moved out that day! I'm not kidding. I had noticed less traffic there lately but didn't think they were actually moving. 

I did not see ATV Kid for a while. He's been back since but just to check on the place, I guess. He's the only one from the family who comes back. When he goes by my house, if I'm outside, he looks away, like he doesn't know me. No waves or smiles exchanged. Is there a message there? I'm thinking on it. 

Writing this post was healing for me. I deferred to Donovan once or twice, felt his loving support. Thank you, Donny, for gracing us with your loving humor and immense kindness. You weren't on this planet long but you made a positive difference to so many. I love you. 

Until next time, peace. 

 

Signs from Spirit

I've been infrequently talking with a mentor of mine, Candace Lord, a medium who resides in the Edgewood area. The last time I spoke on the phone with her, she gave me two messages that I knew I would be wanting to blog about, once I figured them out. 

The first message Candace passed on to me was to set boundaries. At first, I thought this meant I needed to address a personal problem I was having with my family. But soon I realized that was not it at all. I was meant to set boundaries with the energies that pelted me each morning when I got up and started moving around.  I felt like they were giving me messages but I wasn't ready to receive them. I asked them to leave me alone, let me ease into the day, and then gently give me a message to share with others later, after I was more awake and aware. 

And that is what they did! Now, they graciously leave me alone until later, after I've eased into my morning. They will whisper in my ear a message that I'm meant to give someone. Sometimes, I post it on Facebook because it applies to many. Sometimes, it's for a particular person and I contact them privately. 

The second message Candace gave me was to speak my truth. I'm still working on this but I think that now is the time to speak up loud and long about causes I believe in, starting with my quest to make the world vegan. We need to stop killing animals and save the planet. 

Which leads to an interesting story... I've listened to a local deejay for years now. He is part of a team of three who do a morning radio show, the Jackie, Tony and Donnie Show. I love all three of them, I do, and feel I've come to know them pretty well over the last many years. 

Years ago, I began emailing them during the show and I was lucky enough to establish a friendly relationship with them. Jackie was the one who read the incoming emails from listeners, and she is the first I established a dialogue with. I now feel she is a soul sister. She has abilities like mine and I feel a kinship. 

Then I got to know Donnie, with Jackie's help, and I feel we are getting to be besties. He is one who early on encouraged me to start this blog. He has abilities of his own. Tony, Jackie's husband as well as team mate, took the longest to win over, being more careful about getting to know fans too well. I'm not sure, either, if I have won him over yet.

There are many stories to tell involving these three but I will tell a Donnie story for this post. Turns out, Donnie helps his mom take care of cows that she once raised for beef but now keeps as pets, very expensive pets. When I heard about this, I knew I needed to blog the story of Donnie and his mom and her cows. I asked him and he graciously agreed. We have yet to start but it will happen when it's meant to. 

In the meantime, though, I'm getting many signs that affirm I'm moving in the right direction. I've been getting messages to pass along to Donnie, from his dogs who are now in spirit. I appreciate him for giving me feedback on my readings, as he did when I told him to look up at the dark morning sky and he would see something meaningful. I told him that I could see he already was looking up. That is when he told me that yes, he was, and he could see his recently passed dog, Mila, in the moon. 

The next day, I told Donnie that I had heard from another passed dog, Mister. Mister told him that he would one day be surrounded by love and light from a cow that he had once saved. That's when Donnie told me that his mom had saved a dairy cow only a few weeks ago, and he felt that was the cow Mister referred to. My messages spoke to him. 

One last message I got that day was that I was perhaps meant to be a pet medium and so was he. I got to thinking -- maybe we could work in partnership. Something to consider. 

Another sign occurred around that time when I looked out my window and saw my homestead lined on two sides by runaway cows. I have no idea where they came from. I had never seen cows in this neighborhood at all in the three years I've lived here until that day. I posted on a community page on social media that they were loose, with a photo or two, and they disappeared soon after. There is a slaughterhouse nearby and they had tags on their ears. I still don't know what went on there but it was a sign that I need to work hard to save the cows and Donnie is meant to play a major part in it all.

That's all I've got for today. Until next time, peace. 

A Conversation with Candace

I have blogged before about Candace Lord, an east mountain trance medium. I wrote about a reading she did for me with messages from my dad. Since then, I've kept in touch with her, feeling that I could learn so much from her, and she has graciously spent time with me, answering some of my questions about life as a medium and sharing her own story, which I find fascinating. She is a kindred spirit, a future dear friend, I feel. She has assured me that it works that way -- kindred spirits find each other. 

All the signs point to this friendship. Our story in many ways is similar. We are both 5s and we are both Aries. In fact, she and my baby grandson share a birthday. She was 58 when she opened her office up in Albuquerque; I am 58 now as I begin to learn, do readings and write this blog. She is kind and has a positive energy that speaks to me. She is caring and encouraging. I want to be that, too. 

One evening, Candace was explaining to me that when messages come through to her, she goes into a trance. She is called a trance medium. She crosses over to the other side for messages. She told me, too, that she has been told that sometimes when she goes into a trance, the face of the person coming through shows on her face. She said that when she was learning her craft, she attended a lot of circles. 

"The things I've seen, Michelle," she whispered. "There are many dimensions..."

It was at this moment in the conversation that Candace's voice changed slightly. It became lower, a little more gravelly. I could feel a different energy through my phone. She said, "Wait, I have a message for you. This will happen sometimes when I'm just talking like I am." She paused a moment and then, in that low voice, said, "You need to speak your truth."

I knew exactly what she was talking about. The past year has been hell and things need to be said. Tears ran down my cheeks. Wow! Since then I've been doing just that, speaking my truth. It's only been a couple of days but it seems like since then, things have taken a turn for the better. 

The last few days, I've been thinking about myself when I was younger. I am an Aries but through young adulthood, I was not a typical one. I was not cheerful, motivated and confident. I was not a leader. I was incredibly shy and anxious. I was severely depressed. 

Now I think I'm very Aries. What is up with that? I feel like there was past life stuff going on...

I'll let you know what I find out. Until next time, peace. 

Exploring My Life Path Number

I talked about my visit to Abq medium Candace Lord in an earlier post. She had asked me my birth date and did some calculating to determine my life path number, which turned out to be 5, the same as Candace. I decided to look more into what it meant to be a 5, and this is what I found. 

Number 5's:

• have lots of energy
• need change/stimulation
• are always up for an adventure
• are loyal but can be thoughtless and selfish
• need change 
• need freedom
• flit from job to job
• do best in jobs like consulting or owning own business
• can be dedicated and focused if they put their minds to it
• are adaptable, smart, progressive
• have a tolerant nature
• often trust the wrong people
• are a poor judge of character
• are drawn to eccentric, unstable people
• desire for instant gratification is their downfall
• discipline and stable family life helps

I do have to admit some of that list is true -- the good stuff. The bad, not so much. Kidding. It is interesting to look at our personalities in terms of numbers. Are Candace and I similar in personality? Would the fact that we are both 5's be apparent? Would we work well together?

Find out, if you haven't already, what your life path number is and its characteristics, and learn a little bit more about yourself. 

A short post this time; numbers speak faster than words. Until next time, peace. 

Reading the Cards

People ask me what I do when I read a tarot card. First of all, it's interesting that I have been asked that. I thought I'd write it down. Anyone can "read" the cards and understand the messages if they tune in and listen. 

1. I shuffle the cards three times. If I'm drawing a card for myself, I simply ask Spirit what messages she has for me this day. If I'm drawing for someone else, I draw that person's energy in by thinking about them, asking them to help me pass along positive messages, etc. 
2. When I feel their energy, I cut the cards.
3. I spread them in my hand and draw one from the middle. 
4. I snap a picture of it on my phone for the client.
5. I read the descriptions in the Instant Tarot Reader, maybe jot down some notes.
6. I think on it for a few minutes, make tea, go to the bathroom...
7. I write up my interpretation and send it with photo to the client. 
8. What I've learned:
1. it's all about tapping into the client's energy; I don't pull the card; they do.
2. I read best in the early morning.
3. my mood/state of mind does not affect the reading, as I'd feared
4. my one client has been amazing, giving me feedback, and I've learned that I'm often on point. She uses each one-card reading to set her intention for the upcoming week. 

That's pretty much it. Simple. Anyone can do it. Make it your own -- you don't have to do it my way. Find a way that feels good to you, one that lets you relax and receive the messages. Until next time, peace. 

A Visit from Dad

In the past five years or so, as I've been on this spiritual journey, my mom has visited often from the other side. She has given me guidance and reassurance. Love you, miss you, Mom.

My dad died seven years before Mom but I'm not sure that I ever really felt his presence as I do hers, at least not until this last year. My son has been getting into Subarus, a favorite of my dad, and as Daniel has been acquiring and working on old Subarus, I have felt Dad watching over him and approving.

That feeling was confirmed by Candace Lord, an east mountain medium I met with recently. As we settled down for my reading, she mentioned that a man with a version of the name James and the name Fred was present. My dad's name is Jimmy Fred McClary.

She asked if he likes cars because he was telling her to tell me that I need balance, like a good car, to run well. He then talked about an unfortunate situation I was in at home. He told me that I am climbing a mountain and will be able to see the big picture when I reach the top, which should be around March.

He said I had done all I could and had to let them do it on their own (being vague to protect privacy) and when a certain someone reaches the age of 27, he will also better see the big picture. This meant so much to me. Spirit knows what we need to hear.

At some point in the reading, Candace looked directly at me and said, "You want to do what I do, don't you?"

"Yeah, I do," I replied. I want to be a spiritual medium someday.

"You can do it," she said, "In fact, you are better at it than you think." She rubbed her nose, saying that the action was her sign that this was true. She also did a quick tally of what my number is and we discovered that she and I are both 5s. I determined to look into this more later...still need to.

Dad said goodbye with what Candace saw as a row of x's and o's written in his precise, tiny handwriting. He had excellent handwriting skills. He was a computer guy, after all. Love you, miss you, Dad.

Our session time up, Candace referred me to Marya O'Malley, who can help mentor me into mediumship, and she gave me a link to a guided 10-minute positive chakra meditation. I left feeling great.

Till next time.