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March 9, 2011
Spooky Text at 3:33am
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MARCH 9, 2011 I had plans for a different post but another story has developed that I thought I'd share first. If you've read my book, you have a feel for the amazing sychronicities and guidance that I have received from beyond the veil - and it's happened again! In the book, Mainstream Mystic, The True Story about the Struggle to Blend Everyday Life with a Destined Path of Enlightenment, I included two geneology stories in which I received information via visions or messages from my guides which led me to find out information about my ancestral family tree. This past weekend something similar- but admittedly not as jaw-dropping - happened again! It's just so fun - I thought I'd share it with you.
I went to New Smyrna Beach (east coast Florida) to visit the grave sites of my mother and both sets of grandparents who are all buried in the same town but two different cemeteries. I usually try to go by there twice a year to replace the flowers and pay my respect. Since we are eternal beings, the only thing that I am paying my respect to is to my memories of them and their old physical shells. But nonetheless, it seems to be my position in the family to do this task because, as far as I know, no one else in the family ever goes.
So, with my a fist full of cheap silk flowers in hand I arrived at the first stop. My father's parent's grave site. I remarked to my young son how my father's mother passed away a few weeks before my wedding day (April 3, 1993). I noticed her headstone only shows the years of her life (1910-1993) and not the months. Thinking that she must have passed in March but I didn't recall the date. I wasn't close to my father's mother like I was to my maternal grandmother, for whom I can recite all her earthly dates off the top of my head.
As synchronicities and perfect timing goes - I had also begun to read a book that intrigued me the moment I saw it. It's called True Miracles with Genealogy- Help From Beyond the Veil- compiled by Anne Bradshaw in which some members of the church of Latter-Day Saints tell their stories about recieving similiar guidance to uncover information about their ancestors. Honestly, I was so intrigued, because naively I didn't know other people had similar genealogy experiences to mine. (Which brings up a whole other line of thought that I am still contemplating and if I figure it out, I'll tell about it. It has to do with the tradition that LDS members do as part of their religious practice - called temple work. I don't know enough about it yet and will research it a bit more. )
Moving on to what happened...After returning home from the beach, I was asleep and dreaming on Monday morning. I was dreaming that I was watching television. On the screen was a show about ancestry and they were showing a family tree diagram. I was trying to read the names when I recognized my fathers parents. Then my paternal grandmother's photo was shown, a photo I do have in real-life. Excited, I paused the TV and called my family in to see it.
In real-life, I was abruptly awaken by my cell phone text notification and beep. I rolled over and looked at the clock, it was 3:33am (a master number and is said to be a message from your angels). The text said
"You have the wrong #. My birthday is not March 1."
This must have been a response from a text I sent a friend a week ago on her birthday (March 1) but she responded immediately that morning. It was obviously a glitch and was sent to another cell phone. But regardless, I instantly felt a connection between the dream and the wake-up text, especially since I was still so connected energetically to the dream at that moment.
I went back to sleep and after I woke later, it was still with me, strongly. So, I went to our ancestry.com page and looked up her specific birth and death date. It was in fact,
b. March 3, 1910- d. March 9, 1993
So, the anniversary of her death was today. As I was typing this- an ancestry.com commercial came on the TV. Amazing. Do the sychronicities ever stop coming!? lol
MARCH 11, 2011 ~~~~~ UPDATE ~~~~~~
AND IT CONTINUES!....I was just telling my father about this ^^ experience. It really freaked him out when I told him what the text message read (" MY BIRTHDAY IS NOT MARCH 1") -- BECAUSE HE SAID HIS MOTHER NEVER KNEW WHEN HER REAL BIRTHDAY WAS!! It was a huge ordeal that shook her later in life. Her real birthday wasn't on the 1st like she had always celebrated it! (like the text said!) She finally found out when she was getting social security at age 65 that she had been celebrating it on the wrong day
.
I did not know anything about this but I had tried to verify her birthdate right after I had the dream that morning b/c I had a feeling that this was what she was trying to convey to me. I couldn't find her birth record. But prior to all this happening, I had never heard them talk about within my family.
Too cool!
MARCH 9, 2011 I had plans for a different post but another story has developed that I thought I'd share first. If you've read my book, you have a feel for the amazing sychronicities and guidance that I have received from beyond the veil - and it's happened again! In the book, Mainstream Mystic, The True Story about the Struggle to Blend Everyday Life with a Destined Path of Enlightenment, I included two geneology stories in which I received information via visions or messages from my guides which led me to find out information about my ancestral family tree. This past weekend something similar- but admittedly not as jaw-dropping - happened again! It's just so fun - I thought I'd share it with you.
I went to New Smyrna Beach (east coast Florida) to visit the grave sites of my mother and both sets of grandparents who are all buried in the same town but two different cemeteries. I usually try to go by there twice a year to replace the flowers and pay my respect. Since we are eternal beings, the only thing that I am paying my respect to is to my memories of them and their old physical shells. But nonetheless, it seems to be my position in the family to do this task because, as far as I know, no one else in the family ever goes.
So, with my a fist full of cheap silk flowers in hand I arrived at the first stop. My father's parent's grave site. I remarked to my young son how my father's mother passed away a few weeks before my wedding day (April 3, 1993). I noticed her headstone only shows the years of her life (1910-1993) and not the months. Thinking that she must have passed in March but I didn't recall the date. I wasn't close to my father's mother like I was to my maternal grandmother, for whom I can recite all her earthly dates off the top of my head.
As synchronicities and perfect timing goes - I had also begun to read a book that intrigued me the moment I saw it. It's called True Miracles with Genealogy- Help From Beyond the Veil- compiled by Anne Bradshaw in which some members of the church of Latter-Day Saints tell their stories about recieving similiar guidance to uncover information about their ancestors. Honestly, I was so intrigued, because naively I didn't know other people had similar genealogy experiences to mine. (Which brings up a whole other line of thought that I am still contemplating and if I figure it out, I'll tell about it. It has to do with the tradition that LDS members do as part of their religious practice - called temple work. I don't know enough about it yet and will research it a bit more. )
Moving on to what happened...After returning home from the beach, I was asleep and dreaming on Monday morning. I was dreaming that I was watching television. On the screen was a show about ancestry and they were showing a family tree diagram. I was trying to read the names when I recognized my fathers parents. Then my paternal grandmother's photo was shown, a photo I do have in real-life. Excited, I paused the TV and called my family in to see it.
In real-life, I was abruptly awaken by my cell phone text notification and beep. I rolled over and looked at the clock, it was 3:33am (a master number and is said to be a message from your angels). The text said
"You have the wrong #. My birthday is not March 1."
This must have been a response from a text I sent a friend a week ago on her birthday (March 1) but she responded immediately that morning. It was obviously a glitch and was sent to another cell phone. But regardless, I instantly felt a connection between the dream and the wake-up text, especially since I was still so connected energetically to the dream at that moment.
I went back to sleep and after I woke later, it was still with me, strongly. So, I went to our ancestry.com page and looked up her specific birth and death date. It was in fact,
b. March 3, 1910- d. March 9, 1993
So, the anniversary of her death was today. As I was typing this- an ancestry.com commercial came on the TV. Amazing. Do the sychronicities ever stop coming!? lol
MARCH 11, 2011 ~~~~~ UPDATE ~~~~~~
AND IT CONTINUES!....I was just telling my father about this ^^ experience. It really freaked him out when I told him what the text message read (" MY BIRTHDAY IS NOT MARCH 1") -- BECAUSE HE SAID HIS MOTHER NEVER KNEW WHEN HER REAL BIRTHDAY WAS!! It was a huge ordeal that shook her later in life. Her real birthday wasn't on the 1st like she had always celebrated it! (like the text said!) She finally found out when she was getting social security at age 65 that she had been celebrating it on the wrong day
.
I did not know anything about this but I had tried to verify her birthdate right after I had the dream that morning b/c I had a feeling that this was what she was trying to convey to me. I couldn't find her birth record. But prior to all this happening, I had never heard them talk about within my family.
Too cool!
February 19, 2011
The Story Behind the Story
The Story Behind the Story
I am beginning to see a pattern here! A dozen people have emailed, or called me, to say they are experiencing synchronicites that coincide with references in the book, as they are reading along! I had a feeling something like that would happen ;-) but this is going beyond what I had anticipated!
An example:
I have followed a particular chat forum/blogger, El Baugher, for a few years now and I liked her honest style, so I had asked her to do a book review for me on MM.
As soon as she received the book, she began mentioning in her posts that she was having synchronicites connected with her interaction with the book.
In one post, I saw where she said that she opened the book, the first night she recieved it, to a random page and read an excerpt. Apparently it resonated with her. The page was about how I had burned my finger cooking and had a healing experience as the thought of the burned little boy from an Oprah episode entered my heart.
El was vague in her post but I was curious what her "burn" story was.
I waited until she finished her review and I emailed her to ask her if she would share what she experienced.
Here is her reply about her burn, in part, which is eerily similar to mine:
One evening, I was cooking chicken on the BBQ grill and the center of the breast was taking forever to get up to temp, and I knew I was only making it worse by opening the grill to check it every few minutes or so, so I took my meat thermometer and stuck it in the thickest part of the breast and closed the grill.
When the digital readout said 177 degrees, I opened the grill and without even THINKING about it, I reached in a gabbed the end of the thermometer and pulled it out.
My index finger, middle finger, thumb, and palm had MASSIVE burns.. like, instantly.
Now, I've always been a big baby. I don't deal well with pain, but burns... I'm terrified of burns....I didn't know how I was going to deal with the burns on my hand. They weren't even red. They were dark purple. There were huge blisters everywhere and I was experiencing pain all the way up to my elbow by association.
By far the worst burn I've ever experienced...
As I laid there just WALLOWING in the pain I was feeling, all of my conscious awareness very suddenly snapped into my hand and I could feel energy spinning in my palm. I'd never had such an experience before, and it actually seemed to intensify the pain, but I just knew it was what I was supposed to do.
So I laid there for about 5 minutes with every drop of consciousness I possessed focused into my hand. The pain intensified until it reached a point where I was beginning to fear I wouldn't be able to tolerate it anymore when suddenly the entire burning sensation seemed to drain right out of my hand.
I sat up a little shocked and looked at my hand. It still looked tremendously bad, but there was no pain at all.
At this particular time in my life, I was reading "A New Earth" by Eckhart Tolle and I was learning to meditate. In his book, Eckhart describes becoming aware of the tingling sensation, or the "life" under your skin in your hands to come into the Now, or to meditate, so I'd begun to do it at night as I drifted to sleep.
I did it again the night after that.
The morning of the third day, a mere 36 hours after the burn that turned my hand purple and covered it in angry blisters, all traces of skin irritation was gone. No mark, no scab, no blister, no discoloration, no pain, no scar... just hand... normal as it ever was hand.
Since then, I don't fear being burned. I get burns all the time as a cook and as the owner of a wood burning stove, but I no longer feel any pain by association. I feel the immediate "Oh, I've been burned" pain that lets you know... but that's the end of it. And within hours, any marks that may have appeared will be invisible. And the funny thing it, I don't even try to do it. I don't focus into my hands anymore... I just acknowledge the burn and KNOW it's nothing to fear and that it will be healed... and it is.
I love that Tolle reference/concept. I have to add here that her "acceptance" of the burn is the same energy as "loving the burn" like I do. They both carry an energy of acceptance of what IS opposed to resistance. And, if you haven't read about the Ho'oponopono phrase for healing. It has the same energy of loving what IS. You can Google it and read about Dr. Hew Len who healed many by healing himself with a simple phrase
"I Love You
Please forgive me
I am sorry
Thank you"
Well, it gets even better! Already this morning I have had two more people contact me about similar experiences but it goes to a level I NEVER, (honestly!) anticipated. But that's for the next post.....stay tuned.
I am beginning to see a pattern here! A dozen people have emailed, or called me, to say they are experiencing synchronicites that coincide with references in the book, as they are reading along! I had a feeling something like that would happen ;-) but this is going beyond what I had anticipated!
An example:
I have followed a particular chat forum/blogger, El Baugher, for a few years now and I liked her honest style, so I had asked her to do a book review for me on MM.
As soon as she received the book, she began mentioning in her posts that she was having synchronicites connected with her interaction with the book.
In one post, I saw where she said that she opened the book, the first night she recieved it, to a random page and read an excerpt. Apparently it resonated with her. The page was about how I had burned my finger cooking and had a healing experience as the thought of the burned little boy from an Oprah episode entered my heart.
El was vague in her post but I was curious what her "burn" story was.
I waited until she finished her review and I emailed her to ask her if she would share what she experienced.
Here is her reply about her burn, in part, which is eerily similar to mine:
One evening, I was cooking chicken on the BBQ grill and the center of the breast was taking forever to get up to temp, and I knew I was only making it worse by opening the grill to check it every few minutes or so, so I took my meat thermometer and stuck it in the thickest part of the breast and closed the grill.
When the digital readout said 177 degrees, I opened the grill and without even THINKING about it, I reached in a gabbed the end of the thermometer and pulled it out.
My index finger, middle finger, thumb, and palm had MASSIVE burns.. like, instantly.
Now, I've always been a big baby. I don't deal well with pain, but burns... I'm terrified of burns....I didn't know how I was going to deal with the burns on my hand. They weren't even red. They were dark purple. There were huge blisters everywhere and I was experiencing pain all the way up to my elbow by association.
By far the worst burn I've ever experienced...
As I laid there just WALLOWING in the pain I was feeling, all of my conscious awareness very suddenly snapped into my hand and I could feel energy spinning in my palm. I'd never had such an experience before, and it actually seemed to intensify the pain, but I just knew it was what I was supposed to do.
So I laid there for about 5 minutes with every drop of consciousness I possessed focused into my hand. The pain intensified until it reached a point where I was beginning to fear I wouldn't be able to tolerate it anymore when suddenly the entire burning sensation seemed to drain right out of my hand.
I sat up a little shocked and looked at my hand. It still looked tremendously bad, but there was no pain at all.
At this particular time in my life, I was reading "A New Earth" by Eckhart Tolle and I was learning to meditate. In his book, Eckhart describes becoming aware of the tingling sensation, or the "life" under your skin in your hands to come into the Now, or to meditate, so I'd begun to do it at night as I drifted to sleep.
I did it again the night after that.
The morning of the third day, a mere 36 hours after the burn that turned my hand purple and covered it in angry blisters, all traces of skin irritation was gone. No mark, no scab, no blister, no discoloration, no pain, no scar... just hand... normal as it ever was hand.
Since then, I don't fear being burned. I get burns all the time as a cook and as the owner of a wood burning stove, but I no longer feel any pain by association. I feel the immediate "Oh, I've been burned" pain that lets you know... but that's the end of it. And within hours, any marks that may have appeared will be invisible. And the funny thing it, I don't even try to do it. I don't focus into my hands anymore... I just acknowledge the burn and KNOW it's nothing to fear and that it will be healed... and it is.
I love that Tolle reference/concept. I have to add here that her "acceptance" of the burn is the same energy as "loving the burn" like I do. They both carry an energy of acceptance of what IS opposed to resistance. And, if you haven't read about the Ho'oponopono phrase for healing. It has the same energy of loving what IS. You can Google it and read about Dr. Hew Len who healed many by healing himself with a simple phrase
"I Love You
Please forgive me
I am sorry
Thank you"
Well, it gets even better! Already this morning I have had two more people contact me about similar experiences but it goes to a level I NEVER, (honestly!) anticipated. But that's for the next post.....stay tuned.
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