Where I Do a Reading - About Getting Married

I got an email the other day. The person said they were curious and needed to know a quick answer to their questions. They wanted to know when and who they were going to marry.

Well, my first inclination was just not to respond to the email. I may be a psychic, but I’m not that kind of psychic. I don’t do fortunetelling. I’m a channel. I trance out and the Guides talk about stuff. They generally don’t consider those types of questions to be worthy of any sort of answer, at least, that’s what they’ve done with me for years. So, based on what we’ve done in the past with those same sorts of questions I figured we’d get the same sort of thing going with this one and I didn’t even want to try. Seth told me once he wasn’t a nickelodeon I could feed with nickels to get answers out of him. I stood, the chela, chastened, but more knowing than I had been 3 minutes before he said that.

That, and I really wouldn’t trust my own channeling on issues like that.

However, I’ve been thinking about it. And, figured I’d give it a go anyway.

I will email the person, but I will also be posting this. First, because I just know in my bones that it’s going to be interesting. I also know it’s not what this person will be expecting to hear and certainly not something they’d want to pay $75 for which is what I used to charge for readings before I stopped doing them.

So, here we go. What follows are the Guides talking:

In this, we would take the time to say we are pleased to be here. We are also equally pleased to answer what you, Pauline, seem to consider an annoying sort of question. You must remember that people the world over would ask the same question and with as much feeling as your reader. They took the time to ask you a question. We, then, with your permission, will take the time to answer it.

This is like watching a pot boil. The longer you watch it, the more intently you concentrate the focus of your attention on the steam that is just now beginning to curl up from the pot, the longer it is going to take to boil. Our advice would be to stop worrying about it.

Marriage is a gamble even in the most informed circumstances. The best bet you have to make a long, lasting and fulfilling contract with another person (and this goes whether you are heterosexual or homosexual) is to love yourself first. Be clear in the things you like and dislike. This does not mean that you become an opinionated and boorish sort of individual. This means that you are clear in your mind and heart. You are not immaturely wishing for Clark Kent to swoop into your living room, hook an arm about your waist and carry you off into the wild blue yonder.

Do fulfilling things for yourself; interests that you enjoy. Get involved with things that you like to do. If you like crowds and are a gregarious sort of person then join up with groups of people who share like interests.

Reach out to other people. It is difficult to meet and get to know people if you hide away in your apartment or house most of the time.

Do not put yourself into dangerous positions and engage in random drinking sessions or drug use. Do not engage in promiscuous behavior. And, if you are doing these things now smarten up and figure out why you are doing them. This is where being a mature individual steps into the picture and where you do some emotional healing and begin to sort things out. Honor yourself, your mind, your heart and your body.

The more clear you are psychologically, the more mature you are, the more grown up you are the greater is the likelihood of you being able to recognize a person you would be happy with for the rest of your life.

That person will not be the most beautiful or handsome person in the world. That person is not going to have the best manners you’ve ever seen. There will be something about that person that reaches out to you and snags onto a piece of your heart. If you are in a good place as far as your own psychological and emotional development goes the likelihood of you being able to commit to a long term relationship with another person is greater.

What also certainly comes into play here is that you become less selfish. If you think that your future significant other is there to serve your interests for the rest of your life you will likely be looking at 3 divorces before you are 54 years old. If you can open your heart to another, take what you need, give what they want, let the little irritating things of life fly by quickly, learn from everything around you all the time you’ve got a good chance for an interesting and happy life.

People may speak of falling in love a great deal. That is only the first step. You fall into infatuation. Love is a conscious act that is practiced over and over again. You might be a shit for a few years while you are trying to cope with painful and frightening health issues, but your husband is understanding and is there to support you through the entire journey of your life together. Love stretches. Love never stops. You can be mad at your significant other but love never stops.

And, please remember that as you continue to grow and mature through the course of your life so too will your significant other. Love is being willing to love the other person 25 years down the road when neither one of you is the same person you were when you first met.

But, you can’t watch the pot boil.

So, our advice would be to get your own house in order. Prepare yourself for the future by growing up. Don’t stop your life waiting for Mr. or Mrs. Wonderful. They will be there for you when you are ready for them.

Our blessings, and we hope that this information will have helped both the reader who wrote and to anyone else who hasn’t had a date in 3 years.

222

I want to take a moment to commemorate the day. It’s 2/22 and 222 is my own magic number. I started seeing it as the prelude to becoming obviously psychic back when this first started.

On 2/12/93 I started channeling with the Ouija board. Ten days later on 2/22/93 I heard Seth’s voice for the first time. Fifteen years ago. Today.

Where The Guides Help with Some Psychological Work

I could say there’s just no easy way to get rid of stress in your life. Sometimes it seems that way to me. But, this morning as I sit here thinking about the flare up of digestive woes (sounds so much better than flaming diarrhea) I had over the weekend in response, I think, to being worried that our car, The Green Machine, would not pass the smog test I get the feeling it’s time to do more than celebrate the one event and wait in trepidation for the next one.

So, this has happened before. I’ve got a few more stress-filled events coming up in my life over the next few months. I either need to find a way to get past them easily or figure out a way not to get so stressed about them. I think the later course of action would be the smarter road to follow.

I know it is not bad luck that these things loom in my life. Everybody is in the same boat. Do you see your neighbor falling to pieces over any little thing? My husband has said I worry too much. He’s been saying that for years. Maybe now is the time I can start looking at why I’ve got this Chicken Little view of life.

Guides?

Yes.

Could you help me with this?

No.

Why not?

The sky is actually falling.

Ha. Ha. This is something I’m supposed to do on my own right?

Well, it would be a lesson well learned. How does anything sit better than something you figure out for yourself?

Well, you’ve got a point about that.

We might pose another question for you and that would be more for the benefit of others reading this particular missive and that is: Do you in any way feel betrayed by our not answering your question?

No.

Why not?

I know there are times when I just really do need to work stuff out for myself. There are lots of things you don’t tell me.

Like what?

Like when I’m going to die.

Well, yes. Another?

Will I ever be rich?

Another?

Will I ever be skinny again? And, don’t say another. I’m getting tired of this.

Why?

Shit. Now, look what you did. I’m having a hot flash.

That, Dear, is merely a taste of things to come. Bwwwaaahhhhhhaaahahha.

Very funny. People are probably wondering that you can make noises like that.

Like what?

Like that Bwwwaaahahahhaa sound. It’s an evil sounding laugh is what it is.

It was Guide humor, Dear. That is all. There was a pointed acknowledgement that there is a Hell and you could very well end up there after all.

Well, you already told me there is only a Hell if you believe in Hell. Mostly, there is only Heaven.

Well, Hell for awhile. A way-station on the way to bliss.

Here’s what you can do. Close your eyes. Sink as you do into the quiet place. This will only take 3 mintues. If that. Sink, Dear. You are safe. You will have plenty of time to finish getting ready for work. This is your time to do some very valuable work toward lessening the effects of stress and what you feel are stress-filled situations in your life.

Are we doing this so others can see?

For a moment.

Sink, Dear. You are the guinea pig.

Thanks.

Sink.

It is not that hard to move back to a child hood moment. A place where you were worried about something.

I just want to cry.

Yes, well, that’s what you wanted to do then. That was the only thing you could do then.

Go back.

What do you see?

I don’t understand what they want. I just don’t understand. I will do what they want if they will just tell me. If they are going to be happy with me when I do what they want I will do what they want. There is no other way to do it. I can only do what they want. But, I get mad sometimes because I just don’t understand what they want me to do. If I am quiet maybe they will see what the others are doing. Maybe they won’t even notice me. Maybe I can be so still and quiet that they will think I’m not even here. But, I’m big. I’m bigger than the rest of them. I can’t do this and I can’t do that and yet they get angry at me if I go do something else. I can’t win here. This is a no-win situation. This is like being in jail. This is horrible. I am very sad about it. I wish I was dead. I just wish I was dead.

You have no power in this?

No. But, I can be mean.

You can be mean to your parents?

Oh, no. I love my mommy and daddy. I can be mean to them.

Who?

My brothers and my sister. It’s not good, but it’s the best I can do. I just wish sometimes I would get so sick they would be sorry they were ever mad at me.

Hey, I don’t see this going anywhere.

You’ve in the thick of it, Dear. Hold with us just a little while longer. There are some insightful things you’re relating here.

Well, it sounds like I was a very mean and very bad little girl.

Yes, it does sound like that. It is how you look at yourself. And, you became a mean and very bad woman as an adult.

No, I don’t think so. I think I’m just full of stress.

Okay…I’m going back under. This is weird typing it as it is happening to me.

Keep going.

Okay, so I was powerless there. I really could not do anything about the situation, but as a child I figured out a way to cope somehow and that was to be mean to my brothers and sisters.

Dear, were you really mean or were you put into a position of responsibility where you needed to be the big sister and help your mother take care of them? You were the easier solution at times. You were always there. You wanted to please.

I want to throw up.

Well, you don’t do that anymore do you? You are getting close to something here. Keep going.

Oh, crap. All I needed to do was to say, “No!” That’s it? That’s it?

For you, yes. Picture yourself again as that little girl who only wanted to die and picture her standing in front of her parents. Both of them. Stand her on a chair so that she can look them in the eye and let her say, “No!”

Hey, thanks for your help. I feel better.

And, you’ve also demonstrated to anyone who needs to do the same work what it can be like and how relatively simple it is to take care of emotional and psychological wounds. Our blessings.

Aligning the Chakras

Here's something interesting Seth told me once a long time ago. He said sex aligns the chakras. Now, in the back of my head right now I'm hearing, "I did not say that. I said having an orgasm will align the chakras." I stand corrected. In any case, I thought it was sort of interesting.

How this came up is that I've got a couple of Boji stones. The female one is round and smooth. The male stone is bumpy and irregular in shape. When I first got them they would repel each other magnetically. Now, they won't. I didn't know what had happened. I went on the internet and a few sources say that you should not store them together (which I did) or they will lose their magnetic power and that you can re-charge them in the sun or in moonlight. They are used to help with psychic stuff, to take away pain, to balance yin and yang and to help to re-align the chakras. That's when I remembered that little factoid about sex..ur...orgasms.

A Dream I Had

I love it when I channel in a dream. So, here’s my dream from this morning:

I was at a birthday party. Except, I’m normally very shy and I don’t do the mingling thing well. And, I really didn’t know anybody at this party. I hung around in the background and in the back rooms of this house until I figured it was time to go. To be polite I felt I needed to say thank you to somebody and to be really polite it ought to be a thank you to the birthday boy. Except, I didn’t even know who he was. To make things worse all the people I’d come with were gone and I didn’t think they were hanging around outside waiting for me to show up in order for us to all pile into the car and go home. Well, I’d figure that one out once I was outside. Maybe I could walk home.

So, I made my way to the front door. There appeared to be a host of sorts standing there and I wondered if maybe I’d lucked out and this was the birthday boy. I said thank you and as I was standing there in front of him I thought what a chicken I was and maybe this wasn’t the guy. There wasn’t such a large crowd anymore in the front room so I went in there in search of more people to thank.

There were a bunch of folks sitting on the floor scattered around the edges of the room. I walked in and began greeting them and making small talk. I still wasn’t comfortable, but at least it wasn’t as bad as it had been before when I’d been doing the wall flower thing in the back of the house.

Everybody at this party was black. I’m white and I was feeling sort of out of place. But, they now appeared to be friendly and I was sort of settling in now that the party was breaking up.

I was not letting on that I am psychic. I did not feel that it was appropriate and I felt that if I said anything it would raise more questions than it answered, so I was keeping mum about it. Except, this new lady comes in and starts moaning about something. I glance at her and I can’t really understand what she’s talking about. I lean in closer. She is talking to me. Now, she’s getting really upset and she’s crying and the best I can figure out is she is super worried about a number of people. She’s almost crying and her agitation is getting worse.

I have white gloves on. I take the one on my right hand off. I grab her right hand. The ladies in the room with us are suddenly enlightened as to who I am. I am the psychic. The one who reads palms. Except, I don’t read palms, but I was busy with this upset lady and I didn’t want to be explaining what I was doing to the rest of the crowd. I needed to concentrate on her.

I thought to myself, though, reading palms might not be such a bad idea. I looked at the lady’s palm. No good. I don’t read palms. So, I covered her palm with my hand and one of the bystanders says to the room, “She’s warming it up.” Well, that sounded good. I am a 2nd degree Reiki practitioner, maybe that would work, though I haven’t used it in a really long time, but who knows? The lady is still upset and I still can’t understand what she’s talking about. I’m thinking I really need to know what is wrong in order to offer some advice and with all the people making comments in the background this is getting harder and harder.

Then, this sort of loud guy gets into my face. He was probably the birthday boy and figured he could take liberties or something, but he’s really interfering with what I’m trying to do. I’m getting irritated between the lady who has asked me for help and who won't stop crying and moaning, the ladies in the background with their comments and now this nut who is really in my face making revealing comments about how I’m the psychic who reads hands and such.

That’s when Spirit stepped in. I felt it happening. I started swaying. I didn’t stand up, but I kneeled up. I’d been hunkered down on the floor with the lady, but now I’m on reared up on my knees. I’m taller than I was, but I’m still holding the lady’s hand. Now, I’m swaying. In my mind I know that Spirit has moved in and they’re being really dramatic, more dramatic than I normally am, but measures because of the crowd need to be taken. Okay, I’m game. What are you going to do? And, I start swaying. I’m in the grip of Spirit. Folks are starting to be awed and stand back and give me the room I need. This is a show now. I’m thinking this is totally unnecessary and Spirit is putting on a show and now we are going to be scaring people. Except birthday boy is not standing back. He’s really in my face now. He’s excited as all get out. Oh, shit. I’m swaying and thinking that the movement is very much like a cobra and wondering what the hell is going to happen next. I’m still holding this lady’s hand.

That’s when it happened. You know how a lion roars? Right. That’s what came out of my mouth. Birthday boy is 2 inches away from my face, dancing and keeping time with my swaying cobra movements and Wowwwwww Roarrrrrrrrr comes out of my mouth. Except it was more along the lines of Gnnnnnnngggggtththththhhthth. It was the snore to end all snores. I’m surprised I didn’t wake myself up.

Anyway, birthday boy stands back real quick and that’s when the channeling part starts. I am now channeling and it’s all coming out in a deeper male voice which is how I channel. My husband says it is very weird so I usually don’t do it in front of him. But, I was in this dream. Here’s what the guides (Seth) said to the lady: "When everything around you is in turmoil you can be at peace. You must be the one to make a choice as to what you will be. You cannot control what is happening in the lives of others. That will continue to unfold according to their wants, desires and needs. But, you have a choice to make and you can be at peace in the midst of turmoil. It is your choice."

I’m thinking I still didn’t know exactly what this lady’s complaint was, but the advice from Spirit sounded good, so maybe I worry too much about stuff. They seemed to have taken care of whatever needed to have been taken care of. Then, I snored again and woke myself up.

I guess I just need to chill out.

My 500th Post

What I’d like to know is what difference does it make whether you pray or not? I’m hearing major gasps from Spirit Land. Okay. I woke up this morning at 3:00. Too early to get up and not really able to go back to sleep anymore. I can’t turn on the bedside light because I’ll wake DeeDude up. What to do now? That’s when I pray. That’s when I go through the list of folks I’m aware of who are hurting. Generally, they’re either in poor health overall or they’re suffering from an illness right now. I had about 9 of them that I was aware of this morning.

I’m not really sure how to do this. I don’t think it really matters because I’m not sure what I do makes a difference anyway. That’s the bummer part of it. Why do it at all? Anyway, I’m trying to send out Reiki rays of healing. I’m a 2nd Degree Reiki practitioner, except, I don’t do it much. I think I’ve lost the touch. But, I remember what it feels like and I’m sending out these Reiki rays of healing to all these folks anyway. First I concentrate on one, then on another. Then, I’m feeling overwhelmed by it all. It was just one doubting thought after another.

That’s when one of the guides asked me to visualize everybody as a portion on a plate. That way they’re all there. And, I can relate to food items easily. Where I started having a problem was when I started visualizing all these little people on a plate. The guides said no, like potato slices. That’s when I really got sort of confused. But, it’s an idea that I’d like to revisit. They don’t generally suggest things just for the heck of it. So, this idea is something I feel I need to look at more.

Now, the idea of whether it’s even worthwhile to do it in the first place. I suppose if you subscribe to the idea that you create your own reality which is something the guides are into in a big way, then praying for somebody does have merit. Also, I wonder about the degree of prayer. What about all these little half-hearted attempts…more even like thoughts of the individuals that cross my mind at different points during the day? How different is praying for somebody than from ordinary worry?

Okay, I’m turning this over to the guides to talk. It’s been awhile since I did that.

Yes, Dear, we would agree with your assessment on that particular point. Fervent heartfelt prayer or healing is always more effective than a slap dash or halfhearted prayer or healing session. In the field of manifestation the more emotion you can get behind a thought the more real it is going to become. It is a part of the process of manifesting. The other part is in being open to the changes which will be necessary for you to effect the desired change in your life. This is why Amway conventions are so effective. When you get excited about something the likelihood of you actually doing said thing is greater than if you say, “Oh, one of these years I’m going to lose some weight and write a book.” It’s the difference between pissing and moaning and effective, constructive action taken toward a goal.

• Have the goal. Establish a clear-cut goal.
  
  
• Get excited about the idea of working toward that goal.
  
  
• Persevere. Don’t just do it once and expect the “thing” to happen.
  
  
• Have faith that what you are doing is necessary.
  
  
• Be willing to do whatever is necessary to achieve the goal no matter how distasteful to you those steps might be. For instance if being in the library more often than you are in a bar partying with your friends is going to enable you to complete your coursework, then, that is a necessary step towards your goal.
  
  
• After having almost obsessed about the goal for a period of time let the whole thing go and allow the universe to step in with the ball you just set in motion to finish up the job.
  
  
• There is also the old saying of, “Be careful what you pray for; it might come true.” to consider. This is where the desired outcome isn’t quite what you had visualized, but everything considered it is the best possible outcome. For instance, you hate the shape of your nose. You absolutely despise it. And, so your goal is to get a nose job. It costs a lot of money, but eventually you are able to save up the money. However, it turns out that no doctor is going to be able to do exactly what it is that you want them to do. It is just not possible. They got close, but it wasn’t exactly what you had in mind. You have a choice now. You can continue to hate your nose for the rest of your life or you can learn to love it just the way it is. Learning to love your nose is the better way to go.
  
  
• There will be steps you will need to continue to practice to achieve the desired outcome, but you will know in your heart what they are. It’s called developing good habits. For instance, if the goal was to have a degree or certification from a school of higher learning, not going to your classes is going to put a monkey wrench right into your plans.
  
  
• And, have faith. It does work.
  

Prayer

I get a lot of requests for prayers from people. I don’t know what other people do when they’ve had maybe 200 requests over time, but I just can’t always remember everybody individually so I send out an all encompassing group prayer. I think of people who’ve asked for themselves or for others including animals. I remember those who most recently asked for prayers, but I also count on those from a long time ago who asked me to pray for them too to float to the surface of my awareness. I ask that the prayers I send out also be intended for anybody who needs a prayer from me whether they had specifically asked or even if they haven’t asked. And, I send it out.

It’s not words specifically. It’s not formless either. It’s more like love and energy. It’s sort of like sending healing Reiki rays. Sort of. I know I’m doing something when I get a tingling at the top or side of my head. Right now, just talking about it I’ve got the “tingling” at my left eyebrow.

God forbid it should happen other areas….bwwwaaagghhhh.

Hey, who was that?

Me.

This is serious here. People ask for prayers all the time and I just wanted to talk about it. Then, you come in with talking about something crude.

How do you know it was crude?

Well, I could tell. Vibrating other places.

I should think that many of your viewers are going to think the same thing.

Well, maybe they would, but why now? That’s what I’m wondering about.

Why what?

Why are you talking now when I was having a perfectly nice blog about prayer.

Sometimes, Dear, you get too serious.

Oh. Like prayer isn’t as important as we think it is?

No, because prayers are heard no matter who says them or how they say them. It’s that people are relying upon you to relay their prayers when they can just as easily pray themselves. Why should you be the one who prays for everybody?

Well, why not? Other people do it.

We merely wanted to point out that prayers are heard no matter who says them. People can pray their own prayers too. Our blessings.

Hey, thanks.

You’re welcome.

Eating Again? The Guides Help

I sat down this morning to do a little bit of writing and ended up doing a bit of channeling. Maybe it will help somebody who reads it.

What does it mean to honor yourself? Does it mean that you give into cravings so that you are always ready to supply your sweet tooth with whatever it wants? Does it mean that you think of yourself first and foremost before you think of other people?

In some cases, that would fit the bill. However, we ask that you think in terms of being healthy. If during a bout of depression or frustration you find yourself unable to express your feelings more than to bury them with adequate amount of food moving toward the idea that if it huts a Twinkie most certainly will make you feel better, we ask that you haul yourself up by some imaginary bootstraps and stop for a moment or two.

The next time you go to put something into your mouth put water instead. Water. A nice glass of water. For added comfort and sparkle and pizzazz add an ice cube or two.

Next, go out side for a bit of a walk. Not far. Just around the block. Not dressed? Get dressed. How hard is it to put on your blue jeans, a top and your shoes?

This is emergency first aid for your depressing behaviors.

Now, the hard part comes. It actually won’t take very long to do. You need about 20 minutes, maybe even just 10 minutes at a time. Our channel needs years to prepare.

It doesn’t get done in one day. It takes a long time to pick through the pain and heart ache a person might have and hold.

Here’s one way to do it.

Take a deep breath.

In your heart know that you are taking an inside journey to source of pain; to source of fear; wherever that might be. Know that you are safe.

As an adult you know how to take care of yourself. As a child you did not know how to take care of yourself. Other people did not understand what it was that you needed to express. Or, you were not allowed to express yourself.

Think of the frustrations you have lately experienced. Translate those feelings into memories from when you were a child.

When you were a baby you howled your displeasure. When you were three, and four, and five years old you were told to be quiet. When you were eight you learned to eat.

As an adult you kept quiet. As an adult you smoked, and you drank, and you ate to excess; to have a sense of control somewhere in your life. Something you regulated. You put it into your mouth. You were the one who said where, and what, and when. Control.

Allow whatever is there to surface for you to look at. Allow the child in your past to express themselves, to feel whatever is there for them to feel.

Aieee. Pauline back again. There is always hope.

I Might Slow Down a Little

I have to admit that I’m not all that sensitive. Swift I suppose you might say. Sometimes I’m sharp as a tack, but mostly these days I’m sort of segueing into middle aged menopause. The more Kava Kava and St. John’s Wort I take the mellower I feel. That’s in lieu of drinking anymore. Self-medicating. I made our administrative manager laugh the other day when I threatened to answer the next phone call coming into our office as, “Emergency Room, can I help you?”

Anyway, when I get a psychic impression sometimes I don’t trust it right off the bat. They’ve got to be way different and out of the ordinary for me to sit up and pay attention.

One of the things with me is I’m wired, self-medication aside. I just generally always operate as if I’ve got a hundred different sensory wires stuck on me and radiating out all attached to a charging machine. That’s wired. So, it’s difficult for me to do the necessary disconnecting and calming down for psychic visions and impressions to catch hold. Also, I have a hard time telling them apart from ordinary thoughts when they’re subtle. I pay attention to the really obvious, smack in your face, can’t ignore this one sort of psychic impressions as opposed to the more subtle ones. I think if I started paying attention I’d notice the more subtle ones, but I’m sort of afraid that I will no longer be able to operate as an upstanding normal citizen either.

It’s like when I quit smoking; I had this terrible fear that I wasn’t going to be able to think properly and in a logical manner. I did have trouble for the first day or so, but it got better after that and other than wanting a cigarette when things get stressful, I haven’t smoked in 7 years. But, I remember the fear of not being able to think without having a cigarette. It’s sort of the same thing surrendering to the psychic stuff.

Well, hell, it doesn’t pay the bills, she argues. And, acting like a solid, upstanding member of the community does.

Might we break in here, Dear?

Sure.

Do you think that flamboyant, as you refer to them, psychics, would not be able to contribute to the greater good of society any better than you do as a half-assed psychic?

I think I must have had too much Kentucky fried chicken for you to be talking like that.

I think not, Dear. I can rephrase it for you. If you were any better as a psychic would you feel more pressure than you already feel to quit your job as a secretary and pursue full time work as a psychic?

Yes, I think so. I feel like I’m abusing this gift somehow.

You work awfully hard at it.

I think I’m doing too much.

I don’t think you need to worry about it. Just do as you are drawn to do and let it alone. If you feel the need to not blog as often as you have been recently in order to finish up work on your book, then, just excuse yourself for a time. People can read the archives. You have enough of them.

I don’t know how you do it. You always manage to hit the nail on the head with me.

Blessed, I suppose.

Ha. Thanks.

You are welcome. Our blessings.

Once Upon a Time

There is probably something very statistical about how many times a person needs to be looking at an advertisement or information of some sort before they actually bite. I use myself as an example. Anyway, I think it’s a lot of times.

So, part of your job, then, is to get into people’s faces as often as possible if what you are doing is trying to sell them on something.

I ask myself, “What am I trying to sell?” I think it is peace of mind. Also, there is an adjunct to that which is to create some money. More than money. An income. At least, to pay the rent and take care of some of the expenses. There. Narrowed that sucker down.

Okay. So, let’s talk about the peace of mind aspect. Turmoil, for me anyway, used to come from all sorts of directions. I was unsure of my place in the universe. How’s that for a big one to worry about? But, the clincher on that was also a feeling that if I wasn’t doing “It” right I could end up in hell. So, that was a worry. Then there were the everyday, always with me worries: like I was very shy and unsure of myself in regards to practically everything I did.

Maturity, in part, contributed to the sense of peace that I have now. However, there was that time when a rather large chunk of it fell into my lap all at once. It dates to my early days of channeling. Granted, some of the stuff I was channeling was way weird and off the wall and now I would relegate it to the Beginner’s Channeling category. But, the sense of peace of mind I got in those days has persisted.

Basically, God does exist, but he or she really doesn’t care two twits about what you do. You’re responsible for your own life. So, if you go off half cocked and hurt others it’s all going to come back to bite you in the butt later on, either in this life or in another. Live your life in the moment. The worries are all of your own invention. It is possible to live a life of interest, of caring and of peace if you engineer it so.

I live by example. I guess that’s what my blogs are about. It’s me up front and in your face. A lot. Do you guys want to say something?

Yes.

Okay.

Are you done?

No, but I’ll be quiet.

Then, we will begin. Our blessings this fine morning, though by the time many will read these words it will no longer be morning. As with stories penned 200 years ago the reader is expected to “be” with the writer in the story that is penned upon the page. You do it all the time. You know you are going to read a story. You prepare to be transported and you willingly do so. Hence, to imagine yourself walking among those who wear long dresses and drive about in carriages pulled by horses is not an incredible stretch of the imagination. If it is a moving story you might also shed a tear or two for the heroine who strives to understand the love she feels for the hero to be.

Reading now imagine yourself in the future. This is after you have passed on and is, in fact, 200 years in the future. Once upon a time. What might your life be like 200 years from now? What would you hope your life might be like?

Imagine you are the author. Imagine you write a story where there are no rules. Not many, anyway. Just imagine what could your life be like 200 years in the future?

Start with your sex. Are you male or are you female? How old are you? What do you look like? Allow the images to swirl about and come together in your head.

What is the number one thing you want to accomplish as this person 200 years in the future? How successful at it are you? How thwarted by others are you? Are you able to achieve your objectives easily or is it a struggle?

This is your day dream. It doesn’t have to be one way or another. Think how connected that person 200 years from now is to you in the present. What in that person can be traced to you? Much as a family tree will show freckles and red hair to move through the generations, so too, will you see cause and effect through your own lifetimes.

Be at peace and look at that person in the future. Are they as unsure of things as you are now? Or, are they more sure of themselves? Do they have a family? Do they have children? Ask these questions of yourself. You need not see 3 children with that person in the future. You might only have a sense of a family. It is enough.

Just a glimpse into the far distant future for you.

Creativity for Couch Potatoes - Channeled Information

Creativity would be what a person might think of as the Holy Grail, that which must be sought and that which is most elusive. And, yet in the actual seeking of this thing called creativity a person becomes most creative. It is almost like the very air you breathe; there, but not seen. Air with a chemical composition and yet the only time you feel it is when the barometer rises and falls and the air becomes wind, still unseen and yet now felt with one of your senses. Air that carries the scent of a neighbors barbecue, the fragrance of flowers and the mouth watering smell of brownies baking in your mother’s oven. But, still unseen.

Creativity is like that.

You envy people who are more creative than you are. You think, “Oh, if only I could do that I, too, would be famous.” Or, you think, with envy, “Oh, some people get all the breaks.” Or, you think, “I don’t have enough education.” finding excuse after excuse as to why you don’t have any creativity, or enough creativity.

We say what you have an abundance of is fear. It far outweighs the creativity you seek at the moment and, yet, even in your fear you are exercising your creativity. If you can imagine all the different ways you are going to fail you could also imagine all the different ways you can succeed.

We would like to level the playing field so that you feel you do have a chance to do whatever it is (within reason) that you’d like to do, so that you can at least try. And, we would also like to say that in trying there is more valor than there is in having wished that you might try.

How is that you define creativity? You might begin by setting it up against yourself. What is creativity to you? Do you see creativity as an artist using the paints in front of him or her and crating a wonderful work of art that hypnotizes those who look upon it? Do you think creativity is the genius behind the photographer who frames the perfect shot of a field of flowers and a woman who stands at the edge? Do you only think of creativity as a composer who creates a beautiful or haunting piece of music or the musician who plays that music with verve and abandon?

Do you think that creativity is not of yourself and is something to be caught or tamed?

Could you now think of creativity as the process a doctor uses to puzzle through a complex set of symptoms to help a person to heal? Or as a member of the clergy who reaches out to help someone who feels they are beyond help? Can you think of creativity as a teacher who seeks to capture the attention of a class who are wont to daydream in the slow and sultry midsummer afternoons? Could you think of creativity being used by a policeman who is able to make a neighborhood feel safer just by telling them what they need to do to be safe?

Creativity is used by all of you each and every moment of your living days. You cannot help but to use it. Your job, now, is to change what you think of creativity so that it is no longer an elusive thing, but something that you exercise all the time. Your job is to make yourself feel more comfortable doing what you would like to be doing. Your job is to no longer pay so much attention to what others expect from you or how they judge you. Certainly, constructive comments are welcome and you can always tell the person offering them that you will take them under consideration, but act upon them in your own time. If they seem valid to you at that point in time use them. If not save them for another time when you will be more ready to apply them.

Sometimes people who appear to accomplish a great deal, no matter what they do, are said to be extremely creative. It is as if people think that people who do a lot are also very creative and if they were not so creative they would not accomplish as much as they do. We however, would like to put forth the idea that it is not just someone who utilizes their creativity who has it, but everyone who has creativity. The difference between someone who does a lot and someone who does not do a lot is not laziness versus a sense of industry, but instead something deeper.

Choice is what it is. If you suppose that creativity is exercised every moment of your life then there really is no difference between the person who gets a lot accomplished and the person who is a born couch potato. They are just exercising their creativity in different ways. So, the excuse of the couch potato that they have no creativity is false. They have no excuse not to be industrious.

The challenge, then, is to find a way to encourage the couch potato type of person to become more industrious.

Sometimes having a sense of competition is of advantage. This goes back to the old saying of, “Misery loves company.” If you can find a group of people doing the same thing that you are doing you can all support each other. If there is no group in your vicinity there is certainly one available on the internet and you can still experience a group like feeling this way. Within each group the competitions and contest you look for to spur yourself onward in your chosen field of interest is there. In the community of bloggers you might find people who challenge you to utilize a specific vegetable to find an appetizing new recipe. In the field of writers there is the NaNoWriMo group, the National Novel Writing Month every November, where even as we speak, our channel has joined in 2006 to write and to channel more than she has previously. Not exactly a novel, but on the momentum of energy generated by 70,000 souls feverishly writing she has committed to a body of work.

Apart from finding like-minded souls there is also the idea that you might encounter, more likely will definitely run into, a psychological problem that in some way prevents you from moving forward in your chosen field of interest to the extent that you would like to move. Think of it this way and that is doing inner growth work is not something to do only at the times that you have what might be considered an obvious psychological problem that sends you immediately to your neighborhood psychotherapist, but instead is work that each and every one of you does during the course of your life. It’s what is called maturing.

Picture this: You are quite comfortable doing what you do day in and day out; nothing rocks your boat in any way. Your existence is predictable, it is ordered, it is normal, it is ordinary. You are held to be a couch potato by all and sundry. And, you have been happy doing it. However, now the itch to build a boat has struck you. Not a huge sea faring boat, but a tiny one; a boat in a bottle.

You’ve always admired models such as that. You’ve actually collected a number of tools over the years, but you never really did anything with them. Now, the itch has struck and you want to build a boat. You’re going to need to bring the focus of your attention toward building this boat. It doesn’t just happen magically contrary to a popular belief about people who appear to be endowed with phenomenal creative ability. They would work just as hard at building a boat as you, our gentle couch potato would.

Now starts the underlying psychological resistance toward moving farther along toward having a boat on your mantle. The first thing you might encounter is a feeling of fear. Enough fear to nip all of these grand attempts in the bud. Your job is to now follow the scent of this fear to its source and understand why you have it. Experience it again. Show the fear that you are an adult now and can handle it. Whatever that fear is.

Plan on being more sensitive as you embark upon your project. Look for areas of resistance. “Oh, my back aches.” There’s no real reason for your back to be aching. It is preventing you from writing, your chosen area of interest. Why now? Isn’t that an interesting little co-inki-dink? Our channel is laughing and that, we reserve to use occasionally as an editorial aside.

Be willing to be more observant of your own reactions now. Be willing to be open to ways of investigating old wounds and fears that prevent you from moving forward in your chosen field of study and investigation. Be willing to heal. And, we would remind you that healing means you feel better and that you are able to work easily.

Akiane Kramarik

Interesting the amazing things that people are doing. I came upon Akiane Kramanik's work this evening on YouTube.

Going to the Dentist

Here’s me at the dentist yesterday. “Jesus, Jesus, Jesus!” Them: “You are forgiven.” Me: “What do you mean? Don’t do this to me. Don’t make me laugh.” Them: “Try to relax.” Me: “How can I relax? Ow! Ow! Ow!” Them: “Think about something else.” Me: “What else can I think about? (Sound of buzzing going on. Sensitive teeth very sensitive right now.)” Them: “It will be over soon.” Me: “How soon? It just started.”

The conversation went on in this vein for about half an hour. It was a cleaning. I don’t like going to the dentist.

Fear Sucks

We can get as complicated as you want to get, as convoluted and as intricately impossible as you want to get, but it really, I think, boils down to one thing. Fear.

If you have a plant it’s going to grow toward the light. If it is sitting with one half of it in darkness and the other half exposed to light it’s going to twist and turn until it’s facing the light.

Here we sit afraid. Fear drives so many of the things that we do. Fear prevents us from being adventurous, fear encourages us to stay stuck in ruts. Fear sucks.

Fear sprouts. It grows these twisting tentacles that search for more and better fodder in your psyche to feed upon. It’s like a cancerous growth. And, how do your feel? You’re afraid and the quality of your life is, if not just humdrum, horrible. If fear sucks, so does your life.

So, what can you do about it? Not be afraid? That’s easier said than done. I think if you show the least little bit of courage and say to yourself that you want to see the fear, that you want to confront your fear you will be on the road to a life you can direct yourself. At least, more of it.

Close your eyes. Say a little prayer silently saying you are going to be embarking upon an inward journey in the next few moments and that you’d like an assist from God or your higher self or your guardian angel. Whoever, just somebody from Spirit to point the way. Because this sucks and you could use a friend here.

And, they said to me, “Little steps.” Well, that’s fine. I can manage little steps.

Now, relax. Or, try to. And sit back and allow the fear to come to you. A fear. Not all of them. Not all at once. Just one. The one that you are most prepared to look at.

Know that you are strong. Know that you are well prepared to look at things that are not going to send you screaming into the night. You are a big person now. You are adult in your outlook and not fanciful and you can handle this. Allow the fear to surface from the quietude you have thrown yourself into.

You float. You are not on edge. You are safe. You are embarking on an inward journey, a meditative way to look at something that is preventing you from achieving what it is that you want. Right now.

Change.

Change is not difficult. Change happens all the time. The world is in flux. There is movement all around you. Your place in the universe is also changing, but have you ever once lost your way? Have you ever once not really known what to do? Even if you want advice from someone else and you ask it you make up your own mind of what to do. So, the fact that there are others in your life who have elected to upset the applecart, so to speak, is threatening to you. Why is this? That is the fear to go looking for.

Now, that you have a focus in on what it is again relax and allow whatever it is in your unconscious that is demanding your attention to come forward.

As a child moving so often. The compensations were that your family drew closer together. Except that was not really the case. Being entirely dysfunctional the drawing together of all of these fine people caused the children to fear. All of you. This results in a resistance to change. This results in the ways of staying the course even when that course no longer serves you.

Have faith that all will be well. Look to the proverbial silver lining and know that your husband will find a better way for him to express himself with his writing. He will find a more appreciative audience and consequently will be happier. Be open to the idea that this particular change is good and that you need not spend as much time worrying about it as you have in the past few weeks. All will be well with it.

Well, yikes. Pauline back again. I feel better.

Do this for yourself. The part that the guides channeled for me? Maybe you’ll get one to do it for you, or just take over and do it yourself. You can. Have a nicer day.

Some Channeling - Guide Parts are in Purple

The other morning I had a dream. It wasn’t actually much. I was lying on my back looking up at the clouds in the sky. It turned from sky into water and I saw an ocean liner breaking in half. Then, I woke up. Who knows if it means anything.

Being a psychic with a day job is hard. Half of the time you’ve got to act normal when you really don’t feel like acting normal. What’s normal? Anyway, the part of me that channels is suppressed, or at least kept to myself, during the time when I’m at work. Once I get home, lately anyway, I’m too tired to do much more than feed the cats, fix myself something to eat and turn on the tube. DeeDude always gets home a couple of hours after I’ve been home and he doesn’t want to do anything more than grab something quick to eat and watch 48 Hours or Cops. I think we’re in a rut.

I haven’t been sitting here to add squat to these blogs or to my website. There’s been zero energy. And, from where I’m standing the situation doesn’t look like it’s going to be changing. I think I’m in a rut.

It’s not like I can quit my day job, go to Berkeley, mix it up with all the psychics who, I think, tend to congregate there or find ones in Oakland who have to keep it under wraps like I do.

Okay…the guides….

If you’d like to shift over on the bump on a log you’re sitting on right now, Dear, we might add a little bit to what you are writing. These psychics as you refer to them are really no different than yourself in that they must have a job to support themselves and their families. You cannot, though you’d like to, quit your job. You also cannot afford to alarm your co-workers or your supervisors with behavior you feel suitable to a full blown psychic. It is all well and good to follow your heart in terms of employment, but if you have responsibilities you cannot or will not release then you are stuck as it were. The next step, then, if you are faced with holding onto a job that you are not well pleased with because you cannot express your more flaming psychic nature would be to express that nature somewhere else. Here, for instance.

Nobody from your work reads your blog. They just are not interested. So, there’s no need to be a staid and somber psychic going through menopause which, if we understand your views correctly, you are not well pleased with.

Okay….so I should let my hair down here? I wished I drank again.

You do not drink, nor are you going to start again. You can learn how to express yourself without the need for the excuse of alcohol or the prop of a cigarette in your hand.

Sometimes, you don’t pussy foot around, do you?

No. And, if we might say, Dear, it’s been awhile since you have channeled us in this manner. It will be of interest to those who would like to learn how to channel to see how you do it.

Well, you’ve got a point there. I am glad it is Friday.

That’s something else we can address. Why do your spirits rise so on Fridays?

Because it’s Friday. Because I can do fun things tonight and over the weekend.

Uh, we might point out to you that you could do fun things other mornings just as you did channeling during the month of November in the mornings before you went to work.

Thanks.

Ask - Channeling

I’m going to turn this over to the Guide in attendance. I’m not sure who it is. But, there’s always somebody there to talk, to say something.

Blessings. In this time of strife and hopefulness of the season, wanting peace and yet living in the midst of strife seems a great contradiction. Generally, at other times of the year you live in stress filled times and are on guard against the “bad” things that come to threaten you. However, during holy days whether celebrated in temples or in churches or mosques the expectation is that other’s hearts will be as full of spirit as your own feel full. Sadly, this is not always the case and you will see tragedies happen, clustering together. A person, depressed with their circumstances, goes over the edge and in seeking ease from the hurt they feel will sometimes lash out around them affecting others in their blaze of glory on their way out and off this plane of existence.

Does this mean you should only be half filled with the spirit of the day? For some this would be the ideal situation, a more mature and responsible attitude to take. We would certainly not count religious in this for they are hopelessly entwined with Spirit and can never come undone to accept reality.

So, during the holy seasons you move closer to a place where Spirit can be a tangibly felt part of your life. You really feel God in your heart for a few hours or days. You open your heart and God, the Holy Spirit, streams in to fill every nook and cranny. And, then, once the holy days are over you revert to your normal hedonistic self. Now, you are cautious again against those who would seek to do you harm.

Sounds off balance to me.

But, the feeling persists that if you give over to Spirit and allow God into your heart that you are leaving your flanks and rear vulnerable to attack.

Think on it this way and see if you don’t begin to reconsider your position. You are not backing yourself into the corner during the celebrations of Holy Days. “Bad” things are going to happen to you and to others regardless of your state of mind. You do not have to be ever vigilant. There is a way to allow Spirit into your life on a constant basis and still fulfill your obligations to the world around you.

Just ask. Just make the invitation. Just make the commitment. Nothing formal. Silently and with your heartfelt voice say, “I’ve been lonely. Sometimes I need some help. I’m tired of doing this alone. Will you be with me? Will you help? Thank you.”

That’s all.

A Year of Psychic Readings

Well, that’s it then. I just spent the entire day getting, “A Year of Psychic Readings” published at http://www.lulu.com/ I’ve ordered a copy for myself and if I’m pleased with it I will make the book available to the public. Yikes, but this project has been a long time in the works. I never could figure out how to get the fonts embedded in the Adobe pdf file. After creating 3 pdf files I uploaded the word document instead and lulu created the pdf file for me. That worked fine.

The plan, right now, is to offer free copies for downloading and folks can purchase a paperback copy for $10 plus whatever shipping they want. They had a bunch of different options and I went for $1.91 for media rate through the US mail. I’m not sure how long it will take, but hopefully it won’t be too long in coming.

What I’m thinking about doing is to pay lulu $99 to get an ISBN and re-publish allowing the book to be available in other places besides lulu.com. Something for me to think about.