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Guided to Hawaii

psychiclover — Thu, 24 Nov 2011 05:02:05 +0000

I recently took a trip to Hawaii for a mommy restore my soul and find me again trip. It was a gift, selfless from my husband. I really didn’t expect to find a specific reason for for me needing to go this year or the month of November. I didn’t expect to find anything/anyone there but beautiful scenery. I found everything.
I got in touch with a part of me that I lost a little bit in becoming a mommy (self assured, decision making adventure loving me). I tried so many different kinds of foods because it took me outside my comfort zone. I went parasailing (which I will NEVER do again) because I am terrified of heights but refuse to be fear bound. I went on a five hour hike around Diamon Head and back because I wanted to see the real Oahu. I got off the beaten track and realized that is what I have been wanting to get back in my life. I walked through a park that housed a lot of homeless and it helped me appreciate my home.
I also met some wonderful people that touched me. There was a couple from NY that were on their honeymoon and reminded me a lot of my husband and I. I loved the smells and sounds. I came back a stronger me.
But I was sent there at this particular time to meet two specific people and to have an encounter with God.
I did walk from my hotel to Diamond Head and up it and then down again. I was so tired after hiking around the mountain that on my way up it, I really felt desperately tired and sad. I wanted to cry. I was sad because I walked so far and didn’t think that I would be able to make it up to the top. I trudged to the top thinking that when I got there I wouldn’t be able to enjoy the view. But when I got there I realized that although the view is something that cannot be properly described with words I was guided to the top by the Devine Power. I have never in my life felt such a profound peace. All my aches and pains left my body effortlessly. I felt the breath of God come to me. I felt radiant.
On my way down the mountain I noticed an elderly woman struggling. I was very strongly prompted to assist her. I offered my hand and she told me thank you but I’m ok. Still she struggled. I finally took command after watching her struggle more. As I helped her down the hill both with physically and mentally. About halfway through the descent, she paused in stride and suddenly asked, “Are you an Angel?” I was startled. I told her no, I’m just trying to be a decent human being and respect my elders. She told me that I must be an angel. She explained that at the moment that I approached her with the offer of help, she had been praying to God to assist her on her way down. She told me that she knew that it was God who sent me to her. June was a lovely lady and we had a nice talk. I walked her to her husband and then visited for a few minutes and then I continued on with my hike.
Later that night I was swimming solo in the ocean when I looked at the horizon and thought what a perfect moment. It can’t get better and this older gentleman looked over at me and said the exact thing that I was thinking precisily at that moment. I laughed and agreed with him. We stood chest deep in water, talking and next thing you know we are discussing diet. I told him what changes I have had in my health in the last year or so. He was intrigued and asked more. A lenthly conversation ensued. At the end when the sun was close to setting he looked at me and said, “You know I was meant to meet you.” I smiled. He said, out of everyone here and you’re just swimming and I”m swimming and then you give me information that is going to change my life and health. I was meant to meet you.
It was a profound day for me. Was I sent by God? I don’t know. Was I guided to those people? Yes. I was an instrument of God at that moment.

Saw it in the headline

psychiclover — Thu, 25 Aug 2011 22:17:58 +0000

Here is the headline that I saw this morning. Nothing more nothing less. It didn’t even stand out to me except for the fact that when I read the headline I kept reading it as so and so found SHOT. Sometimes you just get really strong hits like that. I sure did this morning. Sadly it has been confirmed that he did die from a gunshot. Always pay attention to your signs and messages that you get. Validation will come for you.

Hello

psychiclover — Sat, 20 Aug 2011 00:43:14 +0000

Hello my poor, neglected readers! I have had a crazy end of summer set of weeks going on. I will leave a quick update here. I have had two dreams about an early snow fall. Not frost – snow fall in places where there is a harvest to take place. I saw tomatoes being affected. Don’t really know where it might happen. I was aware that it was warm there and then the next day it was like storm front in, snow in, crops gone.
My son came to me the other day and said that the other daddy in the room (indicating our bedroom) told him Hello. He said but I guess I was just imagining it. He was a little down about the thought he imagined it. I will have another talk with him again about it. I believe it was one of his grandfathers. There was no one in the room with him when it happened. He acted like it wasn’t the first time and I’m sure it wasn’t. I just don’t want him to lose that ability. He is a very level-headed kid about stuff like that so when he says he heard a voice, I know he did.
Anyways, that is all for now. I’ll have more to come in the next month…..

Nephew

psychiclover — Thu, 28 Jul 2011 20:46:04 +0000

I love freaking out my nephew. He is almost 16. When he comes to stay we watch horror films together and other things like that. He is curious about paranormal stuff. I watched an episode of Psychic Kids with him. He wasn’t so impressed with it but it kind of got him wigged out a little. We also watched an episode of Ghost Adventures and he got really freaked out by it. He told me that he didn’t know what he would do if a spirit came to him. So me being the smart alec that I am said aloud, that any spirits (excluding evil ones) that wanted to communicate with him that night were invited to do so. They could come to him in his dreams if they wanted. His eyes were as big as saucers. Nothing really happened that night though. But on a previous night he had the door to the guest bedroom slightly ajar and the central air wasn’t on, no fans were on. His window was shut. The door opened and closed. Repeatedly. Now he was sleeping but he registered it in his subconscious. He thought it was me messing around trying to scare him. I was snoring in my bedroom. I knew nothing of it until he said something. He said at first the door was pretty gentle but after a couple times shut with me force and opened with more force then previous. How wild is that? I do know that this particular room is a “gathering” room for spirits. They love it for some reason. I have witnessed a party or two in there before. The room really isn’t spacious but when they are there, the room is transformed into almost a ballroom. BIG. In other words. Crammed full of “people.” My nephew doesn’t really know what to think about what happened and I believe he would rather forget about it.

One liner

psychiclover — Thu, 07 Jul 2011 04:11:10 +0000

I didn’t realize that it had been so long since I posted to this site. Sorry readers! I really do try to post twice a month. Sometimes I don’t have anything interesting to write about or just space it out. Anyways I have something to write about.

I had a dream a few days ago and it was special for me. It was a bizarre dream that on the surface appeared to not make sense for me but it tied together nicely and in the end I received a message from my father. Now for those of you don’t read my blog often or are new to this blog, my father died in 1990. I knew that he was going to die on the night he died and I “saw” the casket that he was buried in before it was picked out by my mother. I turned away from God for many years because I didn’t understand my father’s death. Flash forward to when I met a lady who could read and see auras. She brought out the most in my abilities. However I shut them down when I sensed my father behind me while at work and because I wasn’t ready to see him or talk to him like that, I turned my sensor way down. How does my sensor work? It is much like a kitchen stove thing. It runs from 1 (being low) to 10 (being high). Obviously the higher it is set at, the more ability I have. After that happened with my dad I turned my kitchen burner thing down to a three and was happy. Content. After a couple of years I really wanted to get back my abilities to see if they were as fabulous as I remember them or if it was a fluke or what. I turned my timer up to seven and was ready. Pen primed, ready to receive and deliver information. Ha. The other side got the best of me on that one and had a good laugh I’m sure. So now I receive information intermittently like a tv with crappy reception. I haven’t seen “anyone” for a while. But the other night in my dream I got information – a one liner from my dad – delivered via someone else in my dream. Since it was a personal message, a joke really, I will keep it private. But I have to say that this message was given so that I wouldn’t doubt that it was from him or that he isn’t around me. I woke up so incredibly happy. I hope that this is a breakthrough that I needed.
On a side note – I correctly received information about my niece’s name that will be born soon. I got a very strong ‘A’ name that is very feminine. My sister-in-law just told me on the 4th what she would name the girl – Annalillia. Yes I told my husband like 3 days before that what I had gotten about the name. Good validation.

Ripped from the Wall

psychiclover — Sun, 05 Jun 2011 02:28:02 +0000

My husband got a call to a school in the city he works in. The school had a monitor from a computer torn from the wall and wanted a report. My husband and another officer went to the school. The monitor was held onto the wall by a brace and four screws. Video was obtained and watched. What the officers and the principle saw astounded them. They whatched still video and then the lights dimmed/flickered and then the monitor lifted, arched, and came off the wall. No one was there. Well at least no one that can be seen by “normal” people. If you were psychic or a medium, chances are you could have heard or watched it happen.
Needless to say, there were gasps and all kinds of exclaimations in the room when this video was watched. Then they called in the janitor. He told them that he has on many occassions heard footsteps behind him and he is the only one there. They showed him the video and he was like, you see, I told you there was something here.
Someone in the school system has called TAPS and there might be an investigation that occurs. How totally awesome is this video?!

On my mind

psychiclover — Sun, 08 May 2011 03:26:44 +0000

I have been giving a lot of thought to several things lately. One is the food that I eat. I want to eat food that vibrates at a higher level – not dead meat. Yuck. I feel that I am less sluggish and perform better when I eat foods that have been a part of nature. Another thing is meditation. I always strive to be a person that meditates but sadly very rarely remember to sit and ‘be’ for any length of time. When I have in the past, I have gotten a great deal of “stuff from the other side” and would love for that to happen again. I am reading a book right now that is really inspiring for me so hopefully I will get around to it. The other is God. I think about Him, It, She, The Good Guy (whatever name you have applies here). I have found myself saying a lot of prayers lately for random things/people because I want to. I ask God for strength to get through the day, the hour, the minute that I need it. I ask God to be with me and not leave my side. I ask to feel His love because sometimes I need it rather badly. I thank Him for my life because through all the struggles I really am blessed. Anyways, this is what is on my mind. What is on yours?

White hoody

psychiclover — Sun, 24 Apr 2011 03:13:11 +0000

I took a nap on Thursday with my daughter. While I slept I dreamed in vivid detail. When I awoke I remember the dream clearly and also that I had the exact same dream a while back. It concerned my husband so I made sure that when he got home from school that I told him about it.
I described to my husband a young male with a thin face, dark eyes, and close cropped hair. I told him that the term you would apply to this person is pretty boy. I said he is really into his looks. He is physically fit. He wears a white jacket with a hoody and the hoody is always up on his head. I told him that the white hoody was important. My husband looked at me and asked what kind of pants the guys was wearing and I told him jeans that are kind of preppy not tight kind of baggy but definitely looks nice. I told my husband to be careful of this person because he hates my husband and wants to harm him. I said he is associated with a group but for you wants to work it alone.
My husband told me that it was funny that I brought it up because just that day he had as an SRO dealt with a kid that fit my description to almost perfection. The only thing I got wrong was the age. The clothing, hair, and body shape were spot on. The white hoody was significant because my husband is always telling him to take it off. The group feeling that I sensed was a gang. I told my husband again at this point that he should be careful around this kid.

A life saved

psychiclover — Wed, 06 Apr 2011 18:31:59 +0000

I recently had a weird experience. I have repeatedly harped here on this site about listening to your intuition and paying attention to the signs that are given to you by the other side. I have also acknowledged that I often times fail to follow that as well.
On one certain day, I followed my advice as well as two other people and on the day March 28, 2011, a life was saved.
It began as any other day, get up, drink my smoothie, talk with my kiddos. Normal. Then I get a phone call from a friend. Do you remember so and so? Yeah from when I worked at that store. She was reliable. Well she didn’t show up to work today. How late is she? Over two hours. Hmmm…not like her at all. Then my friend hesitates not knowing where to take this, not knowing what to say but knowing (and recognizing) that her intuition was screaming at her (not to mention her guides were at her ear). So I took charge, after all that is why she called me. I told her that I would call my husband at work and have him send someone to conduct a welfare check. I asked for the ladies address and told my friend that I would be in contact letting her know the results.
Before I get further I should say that this particular day was my husband’s first day on the job as a detective. He is now a SRO (school resource officer) but they were on spring break so he was helping another detective with a case.
I called him and told him the situation and asked if he could send someone by. He said let me clear up this interview and I will go. From the time that I called him to the time that he got to the address, it was only 35 minutes or so. The paramedics later told him that had he been any later, maybe even 3 minutes longer, she would have died. He and the other detective rang the bell, looked into the windows, and checked her mail. everything was kosher, except that it was niggling at the back of his mind that I called him. In all of 5.5 years on the job I have never done that (for welfare check). So he knew that I was calling for good reason. He pursued it more then he ever would have. Finally he heard a humming noise and asked the other detective if she heard it. She thought it was a dryer and my husband persisted. Then he touched the garage door. Vibrations! He started to bang on the door and screamed for the lady to open up the garage door. He smelled carbon monoxide. After a couple minutes, after hearing her moaning, the door opened.
I am going to leave the story here. Suffice it to say that someone who was attempting to end their life prematurely didn’t succeed, not on that day. My husband inhaled a lot of carbon monoxide and took him days to recover. I am ever thankful that I didn’t lose him.
So if my friend had not listened to her intuition telling her that something was wrong, if I hadn’t acted when I knew something was wrong, and if my husband hadn’t tuned in to all that, it would have ended much differently. I believe that my husband is a hero. He saved a life. Despite her not wanting to live, she is alive. Readers, please, please I implore you listen to your intuition because it won’t lead you astray. I listened to mine. I have warned my husband before to be careful because of dreams that I have had or feelings that I have but never have I sent out an SOS like that.
I tell you I love God because He makes stuff like this possible. And he saved my husband from harm.

March 17, 18, 19 prayer days for Japan

psychiclover — Wed, 16 Mar 2011 05:14:33 +0000

Please join me in prayer whenever you can for those in Japan that are experiencing the worst crisis of their generation (not ignoring Abomb here). One of my favorite psychics that I love and actually predicted a large earthquake would happen in Japan this year is Joseph Tittel. He is helping with a prayer circle. I myself have been praying for the people of Japan to feel my light and love and for them to feel the comfort of God during this time. It is so heartbreaking what has occurred and what is continuing with the nuclear crisis. Please join us as we pray. Information can be found at this link.