unedited words … this morning



Energy’s been strong . . . or at least it’s effect on me.  I look at the sky charts ~ what is influencing?  Yes ~ our mighty Sun has been crossing swords with some of our distant buddies ~ big boys Uranus and Pluto.  Let’s just say they agreed something needed to be decided ~ made clear.  They know how to turn up the heat.

Feelings, emotions I hadn’t felt for a while . . . fear, dread, doubt.  What do I know, what do I reflect?  Oh goodness I don’t know.

Being ‘psychic’ ~ well aren’t we all?  It gets confusing at times . . . ‘cause residues of old weeping wounds still remain ~ if only in ghost form.  And boy do they like to get scary at times.

Some stuff I was ‘picking up’ turned out to be real . . . not the entire picture ~ but the important basic bits.  With others ~ well, especially in this area of ‘non-strength’ . . . things can be trickier.

I say non-strength ~ that’s what’s been;  yes ghosts of images remain.  Why my intention and focus are so critical ~ my clarity so important.

Another human can only add, illuminate or share my happiness ~ my Love and contentment, my Life in Peace.  That’s my job.  It’s tricky at times . . . god the vulnerability.

My Dad expulsed ~ seemingly without thought of consequence ~ on that significant day back in 1982.  It was the first visit I’d had with him ~ since Mum had recently passed.  He told me Mum had ‘visited’ the next door neighbour the night before (she had left her physical body) and told her friend many things . . . particularly in relation to Dad.

Out of body visits to neighbours ~ my non-speaking father continued.

‘You had Guardian Angels all around you when you were little’ ~ another bombshell from my silent father.  Then he said . . . ‘you went into hospital one little girl, and came out another’.  I think the shock temporarily froze my words ~ ‘wish I’d asked more’ I later often thought.

That’s all I heard on that fateful morning in Oatlands Sydney in 1982 ~ Mum still not buried…..

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I love to write . . . I love to appreciate all the beauty in life. I find comfort and healing in dear Mother Nature's bounty, creative projects fill my home ~ everywhere. I've done many things and more await me ~ life is a journey, a creative adventure. I often say thank you for all that's been given.

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