I usually write my blogs ahead of time and schedule them to post at 6 am so people can read over their morning coffee, but this event happened last night between 2:30 and 3:00 am. I wasn’t about to stay up all night writing a blog, although I did take a few notes. Sorry you didn’t get to read this blog over your morning coffee like usual!
So here’s the story (… of a lovely lady?).
Last night, I stayed up rather late finishing a book written by my friend, Kristy Robinett, which is pictured at left. Kristy was the very first person to interview me about my reincarnation case on a BlogTalk Radio show that she used to do about seven years ago. It was my first public platform to speak openly about my case. We’ve kept in touch since then and I refer clients to her when I can’t do their readings (she’s a much stronger medium than I am with reconnecting people with deceased loved ones). I bought her book right away when it was published but I didn’t have a chance to read it until this week.
That’s the other thing. I’ve had an insatiable appetite for books this month. Normally, I have no time for pleasure reading but this month I’ve been going to bed with books (that’s the only time I can read) and I’m not sleeping very much because I simply can’t stop reading. I finished Chip Coffey’s book in two sittings and the same went for Kristy’s book, and I finished the first Harry Potter book in three sittings. I have no idea what’s going on but I know the lack of sleep is going to catch up with me soon. My brain is apparently starved for brain food though. In fact, I’m resisting the urge to abandon this blog and get started on a Civil War novel right now.
Back to the story!
As I was reading Kristy’s book last night, I got rather emotional in a few places because some of her stories hit a little too close to home. We both devote our lives to helping other people but we both have a history of ignoring universal cues and signs directing our own lives, leaving us open to disillusionment and loss. I don’t know very many mediums, psychics, etc., who have their lives together simply because it’s not in our nature to think about ourselves and what we might need (supposing said mediums, psychics, etc., are in the work for the right reasons). I think we in general have trouble following our own advice because we repeat it over and over again to our clients and the words don’t have the same impact in our own ears. Tell people you love them every day before mediums become necessary. – You don’t need a medium to say I love you to Grandma because she hears you just the same. – Our loved ones look after us even in spirit, so it’s okay to ask for signs. – That sort of thing. We end up sounding like broken records in the course of helping people, which means we often forget to follow advice for ourselves.
Ask for signs.
This is the most fundamental thing when anyone wants to work with their spirit guides or other loved ones in spirit, yet I can’t seem to remember to apply it in my own life. I sometimes feel extremely alone in my life and I self-sabotage my ability to recognize presences of my loved ones when I’m in emotional, mental, or physical downward spirals. The holidays are especially hard. Reading the passage in Kristy’s book last night with the reminders that we should pay closer attention to the subtleties and synchronicities shown to us by Spirit, and to ask for signs when we need direction or comfort.
I finished the book and sat in the dark for a while trying to go to sleep. I decided I was going to try an experiment to see if I could get a sign, so I chose to see if one in particular would cooperate (Lawrence). Music was a huge part of our lives when we were together, so it occurred to me that I should open iTunes on my iPhone and put it on shuffle with focus on requesting signs in the first five random songs chosen by the player. Before I opened iTunes, I did a light meditation just to quiet my mind and put my intention out there to Lawrence. However, the older I get, the more skeptical I am of the concept of signs, so a big part of me thought this experiment was going to be a big dumpster fire of nothingness. I said, “If you have things you want to say to me, use the songs and say them.” So I scrolled up to the top and tapped “Shuffle”.
The first song that came up was one that I’ve never actually played before but the title was Can U Believe and it was by Robin Thicke. Immediately, I recognized the word believe in the title because Kristy had just written a lot in the book about that word popping up when she needed signs. Okay, I conceded, that was a little interesting. Then I listened to the song itself. It’s about self-doubt and learning to believe in yourself. It also mentions being away from the one you love, and being watched but not knowing it. Listen to the song for yourselves.
Did I get the signs I needed that I was watched over and not alone? Maybe so. I have no way to prove it. I certainly think I did because I know that particular spirit well enough to know how he would and would not react to my feelings and thoughts.
Ask for signs from your guides and loved ones on the other side. See what happens.