Intuition, [Social] Media and Law Enforcement

This post is not meant to be insensitive to real acts of discrimination and homophobia, nor is it intended to downplay the dangers that our first responders face every day, but rather to discuss how those with strong intuitive or emapthic abilities struggle with what plays out in the media, as I bring up two different stories that had far different outcomes than what the media (and even social media) first suggested happened, in this particular post.

Smollett+caseToday day I woke up to the headlines that read: Police: Two brothers told investigators they were paid by Jussie Smollett to stage attack. I will tell you that from the get-go, that this case, as it was stated in the media, never felt right to me.  From the first time I heard about Jussie Smollett’s attack (Smollett, who is black and gay, said he was attacked while walking home through Chicago’s Streeterville neighborhood. He told police masked men tied a noose around his neck, poured bleach on him and yelled the slurs at him.) Something felt very off or inauthentic about this story to me. Better yet, I felt that the story or incident was fake. I of course kept these thoughts to myself as the world we are living in today IS full of discriminative and homophobic acts. These things really do happen.  Because these alleged incidents happened to an actor, they took center stage in the media.

meganWithin moments of the story breaking and in the days to come, outpouring from stars and social media were made known and publicized. Each time I heard or saw someone showing their support or making a statement on behalf of what Smollett alleged happened to him, I honestly felt a kick in my gut. I kept thinking that this doesn’t feel right. It has been fabricated. The statements made by his family felt off, too. It got to the point that I found myself trying to avoid the story – turning the channel, swiping faster through a newsfeed, or changing the radio station. It was as if I was shutting down around the story whenever it came up.

This sort of thing – thinking that a story in a community, or in the media just isn’t feeling right – I have experienced before. One of the really memorable times was when I first started to realize that I myself was an empath and that I had strong intuitive abilities.

joeThe story that I am referring to is the death of Lt. Charles Joseph “Joe” Gliniewicz of the Fox Lake, Illinois Police Department that happened back in 2015. I live in the Midwest so this story was front and center from the moment it happened. The media started to paint a picture of a heroic man who had 30 years on his force, who was an Army Veteran and who was running a non-profit Explorer organization for children in the community, who was murdered while on duty. The media put him on a pedestal and gave him the nick name of “G.I. Joe.”

RIP GI JOEI noticed that people, even those who never knew him started to change their social media profile pictures to show their support for him, re-posting different images and news stories showing support for “G.I. Joe” and wanting justice for those who were responsible his death. There were reports of numerous people donating large sums of money to find the people who supposedly killed him. I remember that it didn’t feel right to me but I didn’t think much of it. The story was hard to get away from as it was everywhere.

In the days and weeks that followed, I kept getting different tidbits that would pop into my head. Things like “this case has to do with a woman.” Things like “money had something to do with this.” And thoughts like “this guy really isn’t a hero.”

Well, low and behold, as time when on, I later discovered that my “thoughts” WERE my intuition and that my intuition was correct. You can goggle the story for more details but basically Mr. Gliniewicz was using non-profit funds for his own use and was raising a red flag with a female who was now accusing him of such and it was later determined that he committed suicide as an end result of the extensive criminal acts he had been committing.

Everyone has intuition, some of us just have stronger abilities than others. Just like some of us are more athletic than others, a better cook or a better artist or musician than others… you get the idea. And an Empath trait is to “shut down” or find themselves avoiding unauthentic people.  I guess you can say that I shut down when I hear certain news stories or see things on social media.

Both the media and social media get to me more challenging for me to be around. Both make my blood boil as both can assist in making things something they are not. Intuitive abilities aside, I personally wish that the media would stop trying to entertain us and play on our emotions and just state facts when they report on a new story. When did the media decide to make “characters” (good or bad) out of the subjects in the news?  When did other people’s social media posts and photos on social media become statements that are used on the news to help spin a story?

Though it doesn’t happen all of the time, but really it DOES happen too much, I wish that law enforcement would not release so much information so that the media didn’t have so much information to play up for entertainment purposes and that people sitting behind their phones or screens could forward/repost stories in which all of the facts aren’t figured out yet.

I also wish that the general public would not be so quick to cling on to the media’s every word or to everything that they see in their social media newsfeeds and wait for the facts to come out.

For myself, I wish that I would not question the information that my intuition gives me the first time that I receive it. I also wish that I didn’t feel the need to have my information validated in order to feel comfortable sharing it.

 

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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.

Being a Sports Mom and an Intuitive

I have anticipated this question as more and more people learn about my abilities: “Do you know if your kid’s team is going to win today?”

My children are involved in various activities, some of which are competitive and team sports. With that said, somebody is going to be the winner and somebody is going to come up short. I will say that I have tested my abilities at times, and for instance, tried to use my intuition to get an answer as if we will win or lose that day. I have learned that if I am able to get my own feelings and wishes out of the way and just try for a straight answer, I usually get it right and can say if we are going to win or lose that game or match.

Predicting the outcome of a game that my kids are playing can mess with me as there have been times that I am sitting on the sidelines watching my child’s team be down, when I previously got the answer that we will be winning that day. When this happens, I start to question my abilities and even get upset with myself for maybe not knowing how to use my abilities properly, and then low and behold, we’ll come from behind at the end and win.

The opposite has also happened where I think that we will lose a specific game and for a good portion of the time our team will be up. Sometimes way up. In those instances I also start to question my abilities but then think who cares if I am wrong, we are winning! (And then, just like that, even if we are ahead, we walk away defeated.)

It can start to feel like a roller coaster…

The knowing of what I think the outcome will be and then what is playing out in front of me…

sidelineOn occasion there have been times when I have tried to figure out what the outcome will be and there are times that I get what I call a back-and-forth answer, meaning that I can’t tell clearly, one way or another, if we are going to win or lose. When this happens, I ask multiple times and get one answer and then another – nothing consistent. I chalk that up to: I’m not supposed to know everything before it happens, or what the final outcome to be.

I have also learned, that though I have the ability to see what the outcome will be, many times I chose to NOT use it. There is something to be said to be a spectator in the stands or to be a mother rooting for her child on the sidelines and just being in the moment without knowing how it is going to end until it is actually over. By knowing the outcome, the fun can be taking out of watching the game.

I do also feel like knowing the outcome of my children’s sporting events makes me look a suspicious or feel guilty next to other parents.  In the past, if I knew that our team was going to win, there were times that I was almost too relaxed as a Sports Mom on the side lines. Others around me would be getting worked up and caught up in the emotion and I would be sitting right next to them cool as a cucumber because I knew that all would end fine. I started to feel like other parents were look at me strangely for maybe not rooting so intensely for our team. And at times when I knew that we were going to lose, I felt like others around me would be cheering their hearts out hoping for a positive outcome when I was ready to pack up my things and head back to the car knowing that we’d be done soon.

By no means when I do have a hunch as to what the outcome of my kid’s games will be, do I share it with others around me. I have no intention of wanting to spoil the experience for other parents or spectators. I do also want to bring up the fact that Intuitives are not given insight when it comes to gambling or gaining financially from sporting events. (If that were the case, business would be booming, wouldn’t it? LOL!) Our gifts are to be used to help others heal.

I will say that I do have a 100% hit ratio in calling rain outs for when my kids sports are played out doors. (That comes in handy in knowing what to pack and take to games if we are going to be stuck out in the elements.) 😉

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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.

Dream Interpretation – Watches

About a week ago (the evening of April 9th or the early morning of April 10th) I had a dream (that I woke from and then went back to to try to get more from) and in it, there were hundreds or thousands of wrist watches hanging from the ceiling. (I have no idea where I was in this dream.) The ceilings were low and the straps of the watches were just above my head – sort of like you couldn’t miss them if you tried. The times on the watches were all different.

Would anybody know the symbolism of wrist watches? Can anyone share their thoughts on the meaning of the watches??

I posted this question on a private Facebook Group called Mediumship Development Support that I am a member of, and got some helpful feedback, most of which I already felt, or have heard in previous readings, but it is like I need the reminder or kick in the pants so I have found it helpful to hear it again. Especially from people I don’t know on a personal level as I don’t “know” an of the members in the group. I also feel that the feedback is neutral and non-judgemental. I am grateful for the input and feedback.

Here is some of the comments I received:

Gloria: Time, to me, is the most precious thing. It maybe you need to assess your time management skills. You maybe putting something off because you have plenty of time. Don’t wait. I see the “just-do-it” logo. I hope this helps.

Danielle: It’s time!!! Whatever you’ve been putting off, perhaps asking the angels about, it’s now!

Anita: If it were my dream, I would break it down . Watches to me are, the passing of time or a warning that time is passing you by.  A “low” ceiling, means there is not a lot of time . Ceilings are limiting symbols, to me . Put all that together. What in you waking life is making you fell that life is passing you by?

Vicki: You are coming upon a tight time schedule, so be prepared. As long as you stay in control of it, such as keeping the ball in your court, no one can take that from you.

Mary: Being that they were hanging just a bit higher (realms) I’d say that whatever is happening for you is on some serious Divine Timing.

Maureen: Hi Maura, I feel this dream is a wake up call. You need to put yourself first. It feels like a foreign concept to do that but something you will want to do. I see you taking classes to enhance your intuitive abilities. You are to make friends with like minded folks, you have kept your feelings bottled up way to long. Your connected to the material world, time to balance your time with the spiritual realm. You can do it!!!

So in the physical world, I have children, family obligations, work obligations and I have also recently volunteered my time to help put on a local fundraiser, and I also volunteer my time in another non-profit organization. There are times that I feel guilty that my children are growing up too fast, and I am missing special moments with them because I have committed to so much. I also have a strong desire to develop all of my gifts and I find that I push that to the back seat as well. As of right now, my spouse doesn’t really know about my gifts, which makes expanding my gift a challenge. I’ll be honest that my time management sucks as well, partially because I am all over the board.

The idea of “realms” suggested by Mary, really stuck with me. I never thought of that, but it makes perfect sense.

I am always craving to find more people who I can connect with when it comes to my gifts. People who can relate. People who can help. People I can just speak freely in front of.

I have been nervous since having this dream, as I feel that it is a wake-up call of sorts. I feel that it is not the first “wake-up call either. I tend to put myself or my needs on the back burner as most moms and wives do. “I’ll get to it later” has been my motto. And I AM very connected to the material world. I always feel that I need one more project around the house done, one more room finished or improved. Also, we just had the Easter holiday – What are my kids going to wear? Will we all match cohesively as a family in photos? I know that on so many levels that none of this matters. It doesn’t matter now, and certainly not later. The clothes, the home decor, none of it matters in the big picture.

I also get nervous that with the current state of the world that sooner, rather than later, Lightworkers are going to be needed in full force. If I am not ready, if I am stalling my development, what good will I be to others? Certainly I won’t be to my fullest potential.

It looks like I need to get my butt in gear. I need to re-evaluate my priorities. I need to learn to say “No” sometimes. And maybe it is time that I come put of the psychic closet?

 

Which Came First? The Firemen or the Smoke Alarm?

So last night was interesting. There were storms in the area, and unfortunately a few tornadoes touched down in towns nearby. During one of the earlier storms in the evening, while my husband was downstairs with the kids (they feel safer down there and can’t hear the rumbling as much, I “felt” like, or envisioned, that three men came to the front door. At first they seemed to be dressed in layers, dirty, and at least one of them was carrying something. It made me feel uneasy so I asked for protection from my usual helpers. Then I sort of let this go, though I found myself double checking to make sure that doors were locked.

Later that night with more storms coming and going, we all ended up in the basement. All of the kids wanted to sleep down there, and wanted me and my husband with them. So after we all kept changing sleeping places, trying to get comfortable, I end up on the floor. I kept hearing the dog shuffle around and I kept asking my guides and St. Francis to calm him down so we could rest.

Then it happened…

Over the side of the couch popped up 3 men. All standing close together. Almost like a triangle with one in front and then another behind each shoulder of his. I felt like they were firemen. Dressed in gear. I couldn’t tell if the gear was old (vintage in appearance) or just dirty from use. They seemed to have dirty faces as well, as if they just fought a fire and were covered in soot. I wouldn’t really say that I saw them in “color” but it also wasn’t “black and white” more like an “aged sepia” color.  I could see lips moving from the one in front but I couldn’t figure anything out. I remember asking for protection and asking Archangel Michael to help them to cross over but I don’t think that I formally did. (I did more of an ask as opposed to the process.) I feel that I did it haphazardly when taking the first stab at this.

I tried to get settled in again and attempted to get back to sleep. Then, out of nowhere, a smoke alarm from one of the upstairs bedrooms goes off. It didn’t go off as if there was a fire, (it would have kept going). It also didn’t sound like the battery was going dead (it chirps then.) It did go off long enough, though for me to hear it.  The dog heard it too, as he started to bark at the sound as he does when he hears it. (A great back up safety measure I hope that we never have to use.) I immediately got my husband up to let him know what was going on. (The kids never woke during any of this, which is odd.) My husband told me that he didn’t hear anything and at first was ready to question what I heard, but then he saw how the dog was reacting so he went upstairs to check things out.

Eventually I followed him up, though feeling bad I was leaving my children in the basement in case there was a fire. Once upstairs, he checked the house and all of the rooms and smoke detectors. Nothing! No smoke! No fire! And no dead batteries!!!! The noise also never happened again. It took me a few minutes to piece together that I just saw the firemen in the basement right before this happened. Hmm…  So I then asked the firemen to quit with the smoke alarm unless it is a real emergency, (free will) as I don’t want anyone woken up at night and I don’t want the kids scared.

A little later, once the dog and even the weather calmed down, the dog asked to go outside. I then thought that I saw one, but realized that maybe it was 2 firemen sitting on my patio wall. They were sitting and breathing heavy as if they were resting after putting a fire out. No joke! I also thought that maybe they were sitting outside after I scolded them about the fire alarm. Sort of like they were trying to be polite. After coming back into the house, I asked Archangel Michel to send them into the light. At some point that night while trying to sleep in the family room (I moved from the basement, I needed more room) I thought that I heard footsteps a few different times. Like man’s shoes. Big feet. No clue if the sound was related to the firemen or another spirit. Needless to say, after all of the excitement, I didn’t sleep real well through the rest of the night.

This  morning I am still processing what happened. I also looked up if 3 firemen have recently died in the area. (I didn’t find anything in recent news articles.) There were three that passed at the same time back in 1985, but that seems like a while ago for them to still be lingering, no? Oh, and did I mention that I have a close relative who used to work in the Fire Service? I also have a friend whose husband is now deceased but he was also a fireman. He popped into my head as though maybe he sent them to me thinking I could help. I did discover that three people passed in last night storms, none of which I can connect the fireman part to.

This morning I meditated a bit to try to get answers. I got a vision of a fire fighter near a tall building, like in a city or large town. (Not a skyscraper.) I also got the vision of an infant. But that is all.

As a precautionary I formally, again tried to cross over the three firemen.  I feel confused by seeing only 2 on the patio last night (when there were originally 3) so I am wondering if it took a few tries to get them all crossed over as I am new at this?

Whatever really happened last night is still being processed and replayed in my head. I am not scared by it. I just want to make sure I handle my gifts correctly.

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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.

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.