Where Do You Draw the Line?

I have a friend who is way more advanced and experienced in psychic stuff than I am. She has taught me a lot over the last couple of years. She knows about things I’ve never heard of, and she can do things I’ve never ever thought about doing – in the psychic arena I mean.

She is a “Crosser-Over of Lost Souls” and this is something she probably does every day. She can just feel the spiritual energy, figure out who it is, what they need, and get them where they need to go. Yes, this happens to me occasionally, but more often than not, I’m busy with my day-to-day routine, my mind is on getting through my work day, getting kids where they need to be; you know the drill. A spirit has to come knocking on my door pretty hard before I realize what’s going on.

Keep that in mind as I wander off for a minute. A couple of months ago I was having hot flashes. Not unusual for a person my age, but it’s not a common occurrence for me. They came on suddenly, and they were “agitating.” That’s the best way I can describe them. Yes, I would get flush and feel like I was just a furnace from the inside, but there was something else. I felt like I needed to get out. Maybe that’s just how hot flashes are, I don’t really have anything to compare them to, but I would want to pace around until it was gone. I started researching them to see what causes them, what natural thing I could do to help ease them and just how long could I expect this to go on anyway?

I mentioned it to my friend and she automatically asked if I had some spirits hanging on. She does this to me all the time and you would think I would do it myself at this point, but it never occurs to me to look for a spiritual cause for anything that might hurt or be uncomfortable for no reason. Honestly, I didn’t feel anything, but like I said, things had been a little hectic. She mentioned that there was a news story online about four boys being killed in a plane crash recently and that they all perished in the fire. This is extra interesting because she doesn’t watch or read the news. On purpose. If she sees something that catches her eye, you can pretty much guarantee there’s a reason she saw it.

She said she would look to see if they were with me, and sure enough she said they were. Was I feeling their experience of the fire? She said she would cross them for me. We were texting at this point and my husband caught sight of what we were talking about. He rolled his eyes and said “It’s not like you’re not the age where you should be having hot flashes or anything.”  He’s not into this, can you tell?

I would say by the next day I had no more hot flashes and haven’t had any since. I share this story to give you something to question. If you don’t believe in any of this, you stopped reading this a long time ago.

When I said earlier that she is way more advanced than I am, there are things we talk about that make me wonder when she’s going to just jump out and say “You fell for it! I was only kidding!” Things that make no sense to me whatsoever, or seem so far “out there” that I wonder if I’m just supposed to believe everything because I know how knowledgeable she is about so many other things.

Is every experience of the truth different for every person? I never tell her I don’t believe what she’s telling me because we all have our own feelings about what we can accept, especially in an area so filled with the unknown. Where do I draw the line? If I draw a line I might miss out on something that DOES feel true to me that I didn’t know before. I don’t want to miss anything.

When Spirit Asks For Help

There was a person I was aware who died recently. I didn’t know him personally but I started “thinking” about him. What I mean is that he would pop into my head frequently; I wasn’t sure why, because we had no ties and he lived across the country. Why would I even think about him past the initial realization of his passing?

One Saturday, my husband had us scraping the paint off the side of our house – his idea of a family activity I guess. Well, it is mind-numbing work. Perfect conditions for my subconscious to be open for this person to let me know it wasn’t my imagination. I felt his presence quite strongly and through thought, he told me he was afraid to pass over for fear of being judged. He died of an accidental overdose, well, nothing is REALLY an accident, is it?

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