In Sync But Too Bad We Didn’t Make it to the Sink.

So today I got some interesting messages that reminded me that I was in sync with the Universe. While heading to my child’s school to help out in the classroom, I saw not one, not two, but three hawks on three different rooftops within a block of each other. To some, it may sound like something creepy out of a movie, but I knew this neat display was nothing to fear.

When I signed in at the office at the school the clock read 12:12. When I was done helping out I stopped off to check out a book fair that was happening at the school. When I looked up at the clock again, it read 1:11….

Now I could go on all day keep writing about the number 1, the number 2, and the combinations they make up and their meanings, etc. but let’s cut to the chase:

  • 1212 is a message to stay optimistically focused on your highest possible future, and a reminder that your angels are supporting you in manifesting your goals, dreams, and life purpose.
  • 1:11, (or 111) is a reminder to stay positive. It is a call from the angels to pay attention to one’s thoughts as they can manifest – good, bad or otherwise. (I can have a tough time dwelling on the positive and usually get stuck focused on rehashing negative thoughts. Not good!)

Now if only the end of my day was as in sync with the Universe.

After tucking my children into bed for the evening, I headed to my room to watch TV. (I should probably be meditating or something instead, but sometimes a girl just needs something mindless to do.) While in bed, I reflected on how cute my little boy was today. It was pajama day at school and he wore his favorite pair. I couldn’t help but to think to myself how there isn’t much more time before he will be too old to enjoy these silly theme days anymore. Soon he will think that it will be “uncool!”  Then I pictured the little guy shuffling to the bus in his jammies. I then thought to myself that I should be taking more photos of him.

Then I got a nervous, anxious feeling that washed over me.

I even ask myself, what could this feeling be? What am I missing?

A few minutes later, my son is in our hallway throwing up. He’s got an upset stomach.

I think to myself, “It’s too bad that we didn’t make it to the sink….”

I then beat myself up thinking that it is bad that I didn’t know how to “tune-in” to why I was feeling anxious right before it all happened.

I feel that Spirit tried to warn me – I just didn’t know how to listen.

And now I’m up trying to get puke out of the hall carpet.

 

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The stories and topics that I share are as I have observed them, as I have lived them, and as they have happened to me, along my journey. They are not intended to hurt anybody and they are told as I have experienced them. I have also done my best to protect the identity of the subjects in my writings. If you find yourself reading something and suddenly question: “Is that about me?” If that is the case it probably is to some degree because there’s absolutely some kind of lesson in there for you.
If the topics or stories on my blog or in my other writings are not relatable to you, then it is not for you, at least not at this time. We are all in different places along our journeys. What resonates with some, won’t even touch on the surface for others.

Journal Entry: 2.22.16

Today there was a fatal car accident on (I am omitting the street name for privacy purposes).

A few days ago I was driving down the same road, towards the river and I felt like my car kept wanting to go in the left lane and I felt like I had to concentrate extra hard to drive straight and to stay in my lane.  Nothing has happened with my vehicle since then so I don’t think that the vehicle is the issue. And we haven’t had any issues with it prior. I wonder, looking back, if Spirit was trying to show me that something was going to happen? Or maybe Spirit was getting me to concentrate while I was driving so that the same thing didn’t happen to me? (There are a ton of semi trucks that drive up and down that road and when accidents happen, they are usually involved.)

Looking into news reports, there is still no determination as to why the driver that was killed crossed out of his lane. Love and light to the individual who past, and to the family members, friends and community who are grieving this loss. – MBH

 

Sometimes (Spiritual) Guests Need to be Ushered into the Guest Room

10da9dc16dc8edd5baa80d9c650e886f--pioneer-women-life-imagesLast night my husband and I are in bed watching TV and I start to feel really agitated. It wasn’t anything that my husband was doing, or had anything to do with what was on TV at the time, I just know that I felt totally annoyed out of nowhere. I look over at the bedroom door, as it isn’t unusual for one of the kids to wander in. I look over at the door and I remember feeling like there was an older woman standing there. She had very long, straggly, salt and pepper colored hair. It looked as if it needed a good brushing. She was dressed in a long, white or cream Victorian nightgown. She definitely was not of this time.  I kept feeling bothered and had some buzzing in my ears. (Of course I still can’t seem to raise my vibration enough to actually “hear words” just the buzzing.) I kept asking myself if I really “see” her (with my third eye, not really like seeing a three dimensional person person in the room) or if I am making this up?

In my head, I tell her that she is welcome to go and sleep in the guestroom but she needs to quit bothering me and my husband and let me get some rest.

I felt like I saw her turn around and leave. After that, all was fine. I no longer saw her. I no longer felt agitated. And the buzzing in my ears stopped.

Too bad all (physical human) house guests aren’t as compliant.

This is a recent tool in my bag of tricks that I have found to be useful. Simply setting boundaries with Spirit.

Guilt That I Don’t Know What to do With This!

Well, here we go again. Today I have a morning where I am “vibrating” again. I even pass on coffee as I feel I can’t shake on the inside anymore. My heart was pounding, was dizzy. I prayed that I didn’t pass out in the shower and my kids would find me. I remember thinking: Will they even realize to call 911?? (We’ve gone through the drill many times!)

After the kids headed off to school, I headed to a friend’s house to help her and her family pack for what was an “unexpected” move, to those of us who thought we were close to her. (Not so unexpected to them.) I make it through the packing ok. Maybe because I am distracted by the work that needed to be done, or maybe because I was getting good at “holding it together” in front of others.

I headed home a little before lunch and the vibrating, heart-pounding, dizziness thing started to happen again. I decided to ask out loud: “Please go away – I am not working right now. Also, please stop making me feel sick!” (Free will!) Soon after, it was like someone flipped the switch. The vibrating feeling on the inside of my body went away. My heart stopped pounding and the dizziness disappeared. I was drained, but the feelings were gone. I had a moment of normalcy.

Later that afternoon, after one of my children got off of the bus after school, he walks in the door and tells me that one of his buddies from the neighborhood who he hangs out with often, just had his 98-year old grandfather pass away. He also mentioned that the Grandfather was living with the boy and his family when he passed.

I processed this for a while trying to piece the puzzle of my day together.

The feelings and symptoms that I had been feeling….

The “turning it off” and having it work for me earlier that afternoon…

The death that my child just informed me about….

One thing that popped into my head was the idea that the grandfather might possibly be trying to contact me. Technically, by proximity, I was the closet (and he probably thought the easiest) medium of contact that he could have used in the event that he needed help delivering a message to his family. I mean we are literally talking 5 houses down and over one….

This is one of those moments that I feel good that I may have figured a little more of this gift out, but then I am really bothered by the fact that I don’t know how to use it or how to help with it. Really a feeling of guilt like I mislead a spirit who thought that I could have helped. – MB

Do You Hear Things?

Back in July I had a Reading in which I found out that I have some Spiritual Gifts. During the Reading the Intuitive Medium brought up that I have a lot of energy. She said that I had Monkey Mind and that it is hard for me to get still. (All true!)

She also asked if I had a hard time sleeping. I confirmed that I did and that I also seem to wake up regularly around 2:00 and 3:00 AM. She confirmed that that is a “prime time” for when Spirits come to visit. It is also a time that information comes.

The next thing she asked, which I never really thought of too much until she brought it up was – “Do you hear things??” I thought for a minute and then realized yes, I suppose I hear a bump here, a movement there, but I never thought too hard about it.

Later after I processed this for a bit I realized that there is a lot that I hear. For example, over the years I have woke up to the sound of a dog bark. Not barking, but a quick, short, bark. The way our dog (or dogs in the past) have barked in the middle of the night to go out. This has happened time and time again where I have heard this, woke up and gone to the back door to find no animal needing to go out. I would then go and investigate and find the dog sound asleep somewhere not looking as if he’s moved for hours. Sometimes I would blow it off as I was just having a dream. Other times I would blame it on the dog, maybe he’s having a dream and barked in his sleep.

There have been times that I think I hear someone call “Mom” in the middle of the night. I wake to find none of my children in my room. I go and check all of the kids’ rooms and find everyone tucked in and sound asleep. Again, in the past, I always thought that maybe I was dreaming, or the kids were talking in their sleep. Perhaps not.

Finally, and this is a big one that happened for me recently that made me reflect on the question: “Do I hear things?” I woke up in the middle of the night the other night to the sound of my refrigerator door opening and then closing. I remember instantly opening my eyes once I heard it to find my husband still sound asleep so it wasn’t like he went to the kitchen for a midnight snack or something to drink. I then checked on the children, none of which have ever helped themselves to food or a drink in the middle of the night, and, well, they are fast asleep. I remember just stopping in my tracks for a moment and letting it sink in that yes, I.do.hear.things!

This was real. I heard it plain as day.

I didn’t feel threatened by it, it just really sunk in that I am not alone.

I fell crazy for this, but I’m not (totally!) crazy!

Now here are some things that the Intuitive Medium shared with me that I thought was helpful:

I am hearing things at night because my mind is at rest. (Well, that makes sense. No kids, pets, spouse, phones, technology clamoring after me.) When Spirits pick up on someone being sensitive, they flock to that person. They can all crowd around and talk at the same time because they are exited. When this happens, I should tell Spirit to back off and remind them that they are all crowding and talking to me at once. (They get excited when they think they might be able to get their message across.) She suggested that I be firm. Tell them (Spirit) to “Get in line, and to speak one at a time.” I should delegate.

After hearing this, I was curious if the Spirits around me need my help or if they were around to help me? The Intuitive Medium told me that she saw that some were serving the purpose of guidance, (for example she picked up on a strong female guide who is trying to help me). She said that others are around me because when people walk around “open” such as I am right now, I am actually attracting spirits.

Wow! This just got a little more real!

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The stories and topics that I share are as I have observed them, as I have lived them, and as they have happened to me, along my journey. They are not intended to hurt anybody and they are told as I have experienced them. I have also done my best to protect the identity of the subjects in my writings. If you find yourself reading something and suddenly question: “Is that about me?” If that is the case it probably is to some degree because there’s absolutely some kind of lesson in there for you.
If the topics or stories on my blog or in my other writings are not relatable to you, then it is not for you, at least not at this time. We are all in different places along our journeys. What resonates with some, won’t even touch on the surface for others.

 

What is All the Buzz About?

Today I was driving to a furniture store to pick something up that I put on hold the other day and… it happened again! The buzzing or tickle that I get in my ear. Usually the right ear. The buzzing, if that is even the right word, happens randomly and I can’t pinpoint when or why it happens. Today I started to feel anxious when it happened. I was in the car and actually passing a forest preserve when it happened.

When the buzzing happens, I’ve tried to keep track of what I am eating at the time, my stress level, and the amount of sleep that I am getting, or lack thereof, and I can’t seem to connect the dots.

I’ve tried looking these symptoms up online and I get things like: Tinnitus (pronounced ti-ni-tis), “tumor growing in your ear”, hearing loss and drug interaction. (Way to get someone who feels anxious off and on to not worry, or think the worse.)

While diving the rest of the way to the store, I kept analyzing what the buzzing could be. Something told me that I should contact a friend of mine who has experience with Spirits. My friend Linny. She actually gave me my first reading back in 2002. Linny was correct in “predicting” husbands, children – how many and what sex, job situations, etc. She perfected her gift by working with her grandmother.

As you are reading this, you might be wondering why I thought to call a friend like this for this situation. Well, I failed to mention at the beginning of this post that my anxiousness started while passing a forest preserve on the way to the store. And when I passed the forest preserve, I got a weird, feeling. A feeling that something bad happened there. Like someone was harmed or murdered there…

I guess with that in mind, and the buzzing, Linny popped into my head. When I got to the furniture store, I immediately sent a message to Linny asking her thoughts on the situation. (I didn’t mention the forest preserve or anything, just simply the buzzing in my ear.

Here is a copy of what I wrote:

Hey lovely lady. I have a crazy question for u. Better yet maybe I’m crazy. Is it possible for me to feel anxiety/anxious and have tingling in my ears when, well, maybe spirit guides are trying to tell me something? Or perhaps I just suffer from anxiety and have an ear issue.

And here is what she responded back:

Hi sweetie! Well, Spirit Guides come to us in many ways. I’ve heard of that before, but usually there is some other kind of sign soon after. Have you had any dreams? And, please remember their messages are not always bad. It could very well be something amazing is about to happen. Keep me posted. xoxoxox, love you, Lin 

I felt a little more relaxed after hearing back. I also never considered getting a bad message, but I am new to whatever this buzzing is so I am open to learning anything I can.

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The stories and topics that I share are as I have observed them, as I have lived them, and as they have happened to me, along my journey. They are not intended to hurt anybody and they are told as I have experienced them. I have also done my best to protect the identity of the subjects in my writings. If you find yourself reading something and suddenly question: “Is that about me?” If that is the case it probably is to some degree because there’s absolutely some kind of lesson in there for you.
If the topics or stories on my blog or in my other writings are not relatable to you, then it is not for you, at least not at this time. We are all in different places along our journeys. What resonates with some, won’t even touch on the surface for others.