Reach Out and "Touch" Someone

Woooooohoooooooo!!!

Can you believe it? Three blogs in three days.....is anyone even noticing? Probably not....haha!!!

I know, my own TSPR team knows....and thanks, guys....Love ya!!!

Anyway...here goes.

Old friend. I've known her since I was 5. Haven't spoken to her for 2 years. Woke up - she immediately flashed into my mind.

Later in the day, "Lisa" popped in again.

And again.

And again.

Four times in one day. Each time, the images became more frustrated, more angry, more distressed.

I hadn't thought of "Lisa" for at least 6 months.

I emailed her that night....and I got a reply minutes later.

"Lisa" was upset because of some personal issues -- ones that she hasn't faced for a while. One's she hasn't had to deal with for at least 2 years.

"Lisa" had picked up the phone 4 separate times during the day...needing to talk to someone who understood without having to explain anything...but she never finished dialing because it had been so long.

Its nice to know real connections - not matter how long it has been - never fade.

Why don't you "reach out" to an old friend --- and make both of your days....

Have a great night!!

:)

Honor, Integrity and Prayers

Hi --

As of September 22, 2005, 1906 men and women have given their lives in Iraq. Bless each and every one of them, and protect those that are still there.

I know - I've started off on a more serious note, but it deserves much reverence because its content affects thousands in our country every day.

I had a very upsetting dream this past July. My dream centered around a close friend and coworker. "Tom" spent six and a half months in Iraq - February 2003 to August 2003. He was there for the initial invasion.

In my dream, I saw "Tom" standing outside our boss's office....he was telling her that he was being reactivated no later than December. He was wearing light colored khaki's, a dark blue polo shirt and squeaky clean bucks.

The All American Boy - who was made a man when he went to war.

Well, two weeks ago, when I walked onto the floor...I saw "Tom" standing in the doorjam of my boss's office. He was wearing light khaki's, a dark blue polo shirt and unblemished bucks. I immediately froze. I didn't want to believe it.

After a moment, I walked up to him. He looked right at me, asked if we were doing lunch....then told me he was being reactivated.

Over lunch, we discussed his reactivation. We discussed his financial responsibilities to his wife. We discussed his ending commission - which is up on October 1st.

You see, if "Tom" wants, he can refuse to "Re - Up"....and he will officially be honorably discharged from the U.S. Navy. Right now, he is torn between his sense of duty to his wife and his sense of duty to his battalion.

For the excitement and charge I get for each of my dreams and flashes....I really hate this one.

God Bless all our Soldiers.

Thank you for your courage, your strength and your honor.

Peek - A - Boo.....I See You!!!

HELLO....

Can you believe it? Two days in a row....exciting, I know!!! Trust me, I'm excited, too!!

This experience happened just the other day. I was still with the same training group (I usually get them for a full week) when this happened.

I can imagine the stories they are telling people at their home offices right now!!!

When this situation started, I had my back to the group. I was in the process of writing information on the white board when I saw one of my coworkers walk into the room and come to stand right beside me. I didn't really look closely at "Sally", but I did say hi and I asked her if she needed anything.

One of the training teams (they were in group brainstorming sessions) that was close to the front said "pardon me?" It was then that I turned my head....and "Sally" was no longer there.

Realizing that I was talking to myself, I blushed, brushed it off, told the team not to worry about it, and finished writing the protocols on the board.

When I finished, I began to circulate and provide leadership feedback for the selected leaders in the groups.

I was with the team at the back of the room when "Sally" walked into the training room, walked over to WHERE I SAW HER STANDING, and asked me for my flash drive because hers wasn't working.

Yep, that's right.

I saw her "come into" the room some, oh, 5 minutes before she actually came into the room.

Fortunately, only one group saw me being all "freaky"....

But I've got to tell you something....I am really excited. I've grown in my abilities quickly...and, honestly, I love it.

Now I just wish I could get the powerball numbers to flash into my head!!!

:)

Sweet Dreams....

Slam.....that HURTS!!!

Hey...

I know...long time no talk yet again. I don't mean to do it...I just go through these insane spurts at work...then down time, then chaos....the nothing.....I'm sure most of you understand.

Honestly, I'm starting to notice a trend ----- when I am the busiest, I have a tendency to be more receptive. Its almost like I "turn off" my mental blocks, allowing myself to "see" more.

I've been improving drastically -- as a mentor (the one from Row, Row....Boat) just said to me a few days ago -- practice makes stronger.

Check out this awesome experience from the other day to prove my point...

I was in the middle of a training presentation at work when, out of the corner of my eye, I saw the door start to slam shut. I raced over to brace it (it slams really, really hard) and, when I got to the doorway, the door was still wide open.

There I was, standing in the doorway, hands forward as if pushing some imaginary object out the door, and feeling like a total idiot.

I turned to my audience...they were looking at me as if I had 10 heads...and told them I could have sworn that the door was slamming shut.

Their looks changed --- 10 heads to, oh, lets say 100? --- I chuckled, and continued on.

Roughly 2 minutes later, while I was in the middle of explaining a difficult concept, the door slammed shut.

I started laughing. My trainees looked at me as if I now had 200 heads....and I told them I would know if they didn't do their "training" HW.

Then I looked at the tall guy in the back corner and said "and you, stop thinking that, you should know better!!!"

Everyone laughed....some cleared their throats in awkward confusion....and I started discussing the roles of an effective team leader.

That was a great day.....

Talk to you soon!!!! Do I have more experiences for you....

:)

Dreams, Anyone?

Hi....

I just had the coolest conversation with my older sister the other day. I broke down and told her all about my involvement with the paranormal research group, my recurring dreams, my frequent "shadow people" visits, and about how I "know" things sometimes. Her response???

"I always knew you were a freak - you know, there are medications for people like you..."

But she said it with a laugh and a smile in her voice, which was wonderful to hear.

Besides - every family needs to have a resident freak...and I'm proud to be it!! Damn proud, actually!! Haha...

Anyway, during our conversation, my sister confirmed some things for me....things that my 32 years had already forgotten (pathetic, I know...tack on the fact that I'm blond, too, and we've got some SERIOUS issues ahead of me)

1. I did, in fact, have lots of "nightmares" as a kid - I would wake up in the middle of the night screaming that people were holding me down, talking to me. When I told my family it was real, they poopooed me and told me I was "imagining things"....but "they" wouldn't leave me alone. Eventually, my mother took me to the doctor to make them go away. It didn't work - I just learned to keep my mouth shut!!

2. I did, in fact, have many imaginary friends as a kid - but my friends were different from other kid's friends - mine always changed....older to younger, male to female, every day they were different. When imaginary friends are truly "imaginary", they are usually the SAME EVERY SINGLE TIME A KID PLAYS WITH THEM.... (insert creepy music here....)

3. I'm positive that the first house I ever lived in was haunted. Even though I barely remember the house physically, whenever I think about it I have very strong emotional responses racing through my body. Until three days ago, I didn't understand why - now I do. The house was haunted. My sister has a paranormal, recurring dream (a male ghost chases her through the house)....that is exactly like one that I have. She described the presence - and it is exactly like mine. 100%. (insert really creepy music here). Now, I know what all of you nah sayers are thinking right now....but let me shoot down your disbelief quickly....A) I was 5 when we moved out of the house. B) I stayed in my parent's room all 5 years, my two sisters shared the other bedroom...so no conversations like that.... and C) my sister is 10 years older than I am...WHY would she have spoken to me about a recurring ghost dream when I was a toddler? In fact, my sisters were forbidden to even speak to me about anything remotely creepy because it would "make my nightmares worse". Actually, the dreams frightened her so much that she never spoke about them to anyone until the other night on the phone.

Looks like I might not be the only sensitive in the family....just the only one willing to listen to the "thoughts".

Anyway...I told her about my Salem Dream...I shall tell you guys about it next week if I don't have anything else happen in the meantime!!

Take care...and talk to you soon!!

PS - I hope there are no typos...no time to spell check...just wanting to get it posted

Row, Row, Row Your Boat...

Hello! I know, long time no talk. Total loser...what can I say? Just kinda got caught up with the craziness of life these past few weeks. I'm back, though, and do I have one heck of a story for you. I was out with my fellow TSPR team (and another amazing group) on an invest a few weeks ago...and it was amazing. Absolutely amazing!! During this invest, I was working with another highly trained sensitive. This woman is capable of seeing clear images that spirit energy sends her way. I’m not even close to being that talented.... but I’m working on it….

I entered the living room of the house…and as soon as I entered, I felt the presence. It was strong – powerful and angry. He was not happy to have us there.

Sharon, my teammate, was in the small bedroom off the living room when I felt the energy begin to swirl around me. I called Sharon over to take a picture, but before she could, the entity was making a beeline towards the back left corner of the room. I told Sharon where to take the picture, and well…she got a beautiful orb in motion heading right towards that corner.

Heck, it looks like it is right at the tip of my pointed finger.

Anyway, the energy began circling the room. Well, circling is putting it nicely. It was more like SPINNING out of CONTROL!!

Immediately I started to become dizzy, so I sat down in a chair. I closed my eyes and tried to “speak” to him.

He didn’t want to listen.

While I was doing this, the trained sensitive walked out of the bedroom and said that she was uncomfortable being in there alone. Well, I don’t need any more invitation that that! I immediately walked into the bedroom and sat down in a corner chair.

The energy was strong. I started to mentally confront the presence. I psychically “grabbed” him on the upper arms and pushed him against the closet door.

He wasn’t happy.

He immediately began to rage against my mental confrontation, assaulting me mentally with strong energies. My head felt like it was going to burst, but I didn’t let go of his shoulders, the entire time telling him “it’s ok” we “aren’t going to hurt you” and that “we just want to get to know you”.

I have no idea how long I was like this – I just knew I was looking at a white chest and shoulders in my head, fighting to stay focused and concentrating on my task so that he couldn’t get loose and start spinning around the room again.

I was starting to lose the battle when the other sensitive said that she could see white shoulders – a white shirt? – and a neck, and a frenzied face with bulging eyes. The energy is angry – irate that we are there, keeping him from his peace.

She continued to describe him.

Her descriptions were 100% what I saw and felt in my head.

Cool, huh?

Well, it gets better.

Moments later, the energy raced out of the room. I took the time to take a deep breath. My head was killing me.

Moments later, I could feel the energy starting to manifest itself right outside the bedroom in the living room…so I started to take a picture through the doorway. And…

My camera died. Dead. Lifeless. Spent. Batteries less than 30 minutes old were toast.

No flash, no camera, no flashlight.

My camera didn’t work for the next 20 minutes, but the moment we left the area, the camera turned on. I guess someone didn’t want me taking a picture…what do you think? I know I can’t wait for another experience like this…and when it happens, you’ll be the first one’s to hear it, too! I promise, no more long breaks!!!

Talk to you soon!!!!!

Fire Drills & Grandma

Hello Again...

Ok, so let's start with Sunday.

It ended up being a bust. It was cold, misty and miserable outside. Definitely not conducive for communing with the spiritual world!

Besides, what was I thinking? (yep, that's me, the eternal blond).

It was Mother's Day...and my two partners needed to spend time with their families. Without a partner, I just couldn't go.

Why, do you ask? Its simple - our team has a very strike policy - no invests, even if for personal growth, without a partner. It's not safe. It is very important to keep yourself grounded during an invest, and the only way that you can do that is to have a buddy!!!

Besides, the more fun you have, the more spiritual energies are attracted to you.

Anyway...getting back to my week's progression. I had a major breakthrough this week...

It all started on Sunday afternoon, when I decided to refind my "garden" of, for lack of a better word, tranquility, where I can open myself up (check out the link for Robert Egby - he's the one that taught it to me, and he's great) and begin to visualize more.

I spent at least two hours at this...and at the time, I didn't think anything happened...I was getting nothing. Actually, I was getting highly irritated, that "fraud" feeling creeping up all over again...

And then she visited - my Grandmother. I had already given up, and had started doing some administrative paperwork for work. I was in the middle of organizing a spreadsheet when the beautiful aroma of butterscotch and talcum powder overwhelmed me. I closed my eyes, and there she was - the most wonderful woman in the world. She reached out, called me by my nickname, smiled, and faded away.

I was sad at first because she didn't stay longer, but it was ok. I got to see her again.

Then, just yesterday at work (I was visiting a HS Guidance Department), I got a brilliant image when I touched the handle of the ladies room door. A crystal clear emotion/thought of a fire drill flashed into my mind the moment my fingers touched the metal doorknob.

Before I had the door fully opened, the fire alarm started to ring.

Cool, huh? I think so.... It's definitely motivating me to keep practicing.

Gotta run for now...but I will write again next week!!

Have a great night!!!

:) Bait