Medium here.
Follow up on my visit to see the clairvoyant.
She said that she saw me in cage.
Bound up and locked in a small cage.
Long and narrow.
Then she noticed the condition of my feet.
Blisters and dry skin. Hmm...
Wow! Was she spot on!
Yes, that describes my current position at work.
Just over a year ago, I was transfered to this office, where I work alone.
It was `exile' for being different to the others. `My way' was too weird for the others to accept.
It is a small place, like a studio apartment.
I have been really lonely.
Recently, I have been having problems with my feet and my legs have felt really stiff. My right knee cramps up sometimes. You don't have to be a Nobel Prize Winner to guess at the emotional/spiritual reasons for my physical problems.
Yes, I deserve something better and I am taking steps to break free. You see, the insight I got was that the cage is actually not locked. I have the key to this office, which means I can get in and also, I can get out!
How about you?
Any of you in a caged situation as well?
Are you waiting for someone to rescue you or could you open the door and step out?
Kind of reminds me of an old saying...
"God helps those who help themselves..."
Medium and cages. Get Out!
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Tuesday, August 7, 2007
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Signs from the Other Side - Medium
Signs from the Other Side
I am a medium, with an ancestral line of mediums and healers.
As a medium and healer in many past lives, only recently did I recognise this in my life.
My life has always been rather strange. I did not feel that I belonged.
My friends thought I was weird. They had their two cars, 2.4 children living in a 1.2 home. Holidays, careers and so on.
About a year ago, at a reading I was told that I would come into my power when I turn fifty. That is eleven months away. At a recent BaGi reading a few weeks ago, I was told that my name has two `graveyard' symbols in it. Each person has five symbols in their name, according to the time, day, month and year of birth.
Hmm... so I talk to spirits. They talk to me.
At a seminar recently, when asked by another fellow attendee what do I do, when I explained that I talk to spirits of dead people, you should have seen how quickly he ran away from me!
It was really funny! Poor guy!
Sometimes people receive it well. Sometimes they don't.
It sure messes up my life in the sense that I cannot plan too rigidly what I want to do, as I get `interrupted'.
Anyway, I am preparing myself and shall be ready to help you soon.
I shall set up a special email address where you can contact me and leave your details, rather than exposing it here.
You may like to make comments on my blog (your emails are not shown).
Many thanks for reading this.
Signs. The Other Side. Medium.
I am a medium, with an ancestral line of mediums and healers.
As a medium and healer in many past lives, only recently did I recognise this in my life.
My life has always been rather strange. I did not feel that I belonged.
My friends thought I was weird. They had their two cars, 2.4 children living in a 1.2 home. Holidays, careers and so on.
About a year ago, at a reading I was told that I would come into my power when I turn fifty. That is eleven months away. At a recent BaGi reading a few weeks ago, I was told that my name has two `graveyard' symbols in it. Each person has five symbols in their name, according to the time, day, month and year of birth.
Hmm... so I talk to spirits. They talk to me.
At a seminar recently, when asked by another fellow attendee what do I do, when I explained that I talk to spirits of dead people, you should have seen how quickly he ran away from me!
It was really funny! Poor guy!
Sometimes people receive it well. Sometimes they don't.
It sure messes up my life in the sense that I cannot plan too rigidly what I want to do, as I get `interrupted'.
Anyway, I am preparing myself and shall be ready to help you soon.
I shall set up a special email address where you can contact me and leave your details, rather than exposing it here.
You may like to make comments on my blog (your emails are not shown).
Many thanks for reading this.
Signs. The Other Side. Medium.
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