How can you possibly say goodbye to the furry ones you love? The loss of a pet can be devastating, worse yet, sometimes they go off on their own to find a soft place to release their spirit and you are left wondering and waiting.
I have experienced the loss of many loving and wonderful pets, there was always a deep connection for me and my beloved critters. Maybe this will help you when the time approaches to help your beloved baby release it's spirit.
This is a true experience I had when I was 29 years old.
My first cat, my first real pet that was all mine. I received Mineoux as a gift when I was 18. She was amazing, fluffy white and grey fur that made her look like the queen of the cats, her loving personality was so that she would always wait in the driveway for me in the evening and follow me to the house. Her never failing obedience to come in the house, eat her dinner and snuggle in bed with me and sleep soundly through the night.
She was that way for 10 years, then something was going wrong. How could this be? She is only 10. She had a condition that was causing fluid to build up around her heart and her lungs and she could not breath and would not eat. The vet tried his best that medical modalities would allow. I had to make a decision. This was my first time making this kind of decision and it was painful and frightening.
Nevertheless, she could not hold on any longer. The decision to release her spirit was made. It was a sad day for me. I felt depressed and lost each time I would pull in the driveway knowing she was not there to greet me.
After being haunted by my sadness for Mineoux, a year had passed and I still questioned my decision. I needed help, I found a spiritual healer/counselor in Hartford, CT.
The day had arrived to see Barbara. We sat in her office to talk about my issues. Mineoux, the decisions, the sadness, the missing her etc... It seemed as though that was all I could get out. We talked a bit more and she had me lay on her therapy table to work in some Reiki (hands on spiritual energy healing).
My out of body experience;
After a while Barbara said that she was going to say a prayer and she had her hands planted firmly on my feet. It only seemed seconds later that I was sitting up, facing a small child, all dressed in a lovely white dress, with bright blue eyes and long curly dark hair. The child grasped my hand and said "Come with me", as I grasped the child's hand I felt myself step off the table and follow. We left the office and entered another door across from Barbara's office. It opened to a bright sunny day in an exquisite garden. It all seemed so normal to me. There were trees and flowers, butterfly's and birds flying about. I could smell the sweet bouquet of the gardens. I could see lots of children playing around us with rabbits, dogs and cats.
I was brought to a grassy area where I sat down and a child put Mineoux in my lap. She was so vibrant and white, I cannot remember her so white. She spoke to me telepathically and said that she never is hungry, always warm and happy. She will wait for me and when the right time comes, I can go and pick her up and take her with me. I said OK, and in a flash I was back on the table waking up to my own sobs of happiness.
I soon realized I was touched by a cherub, a sweet celestial being that had a purpose, a job to watch and take care of the animals that have passed until we can go a pick them up from the "Gardens of Peace", the holding place for our beloved pets.
I believe they are waiting there for us. When it is our turn to truly "go home" we can go to the "Gardens of Peace" and pick them up, all of them!
In loving memory of;
It is just past dusk, I am fussing in my gardens in the side yard that face my neighbor and close friend Heidi's house. I hear her daughter in the front yard crying. She is standing with a couple of her friends, they are consoling each other. I run over to find out what is wrong and she sobs "my friend Chloe was murdered!" I see Heidi come up to me and say lets go sit down in your back yard and talk, my daughter doesn't know all the details and it is too much for her to handle right now.
Those of you who know me well know that I am not a news watcher so this is all very troubling to hear this for the first time. Heidi sits down at the table on the patio and I sit kitty corner to her and in my vision to the right I see a figure following us, at first I think it's her daughter and then I realize it is Chloe's Spirit. I can see her as plain as day. It was getting much darker now but I could see her eyes, those big beautiful eyes and her lovely hair draping in layers just past her shoulders.
Heidi starts to tell me what is going on and I abruptly stop her and say "Chloe is here and I will tell you exactly what happened." The messages are flooding in extraordinarily fast, faster than I can keep up. She is telling me and making me feel like she is being choked. I can feel that intense pressure on my throat, I am starting to get a sore throat, as that continues I see the story playing like a movie in my minds eye, she is with a boy that is bigger and older than her, dark complexion and dark short hair,
They are walking along, they are drinking something and talking. It's nice. I also was getting the impression that he may have smoked something that was laced with some kind of chemical. Pushing uphill they are moving at a slow pace. She is on his left side and he takes his left arm and puts it around her and she pushes it off her, hitting him by mistake. He turns to her and with one fast motion grabs her front of her throat with his right hand and his left hand in the back. He squeezes and squeezes, things go black. Next I see he is dragging her now. I see from her perspective, my legs with tight leggins or tight style jeans on and my shoes, flats that have an ornament on them and the opening is so that you can see the whole top of the foot and just the start of the toes peaking out. She is being dragged on a pathway, a narrow dirt pathway, lots of trees around me. She looses a shoe. I feel this is important information on how she was found. Next is unspeakable, he is savage and I am praying that I don't feel it in my own body. He rapes her and stabs her neck. My throat is burning and hurting, this lasts for an entire week.
Chloe's Spirit is yelling "He is lying, he is lying, he is lying!" 3 times extremely fast. I am not sure what this is referring to but I am hoping the police will be figuring this out. For the next 3 days Chloe's Spirit is with me, she is insistent on finding her sister and something about a notebook, Chloe would repeat the words "my sister" and "the notebook" 3 times in a row and did that several times. I call Heidi "Does Chloe have a sister?" The answer is no. I am very confused and realize I have to dig deeper. I contact Heidi's daughter and find out that Chloe had a best friend who was really like a sister to her and sometimes they secretly called each other sisters. They shared a diary notebook together and as soon as that information was out to the important people I witnessed a beautiful site. I saw Chloe's Spirit rise and go to into a peaceful bliss.
It was amazing.
This experience seemed to supercharge my abilities somehow. It was the most intense experience I have felt thus far. I know that it is all for a reason and it has been the motivation for me to want to help people. I feel very blessed to have these abilities.
I got a call from SCPS (Southern CT Paranormal Society) to come "read" a house. The owners are experiencing paranormal activity. I ask for the address and nothing more. We set a future date to meet at the house.
That night before I go to sleep I ask my guides to show me anything that is relevant to this case. "Something to go on" I ask. As I wake the next morning I get an impression of a window, with a grid, made of wood where each pane of glass is placed in the grid. In my vision I see, out of the upper right hand corner a serpents tail moving away from the window and in the next flash I see a woman. She has a "Gibson" hair do, high and full cheeks, seems to be happy but she definitely wears the pants in the family as I see the husband at least 10 steps behind her, he's smaller. This leads me to believe she was the stronger presence in the house. I also felt that they are the original owners of the home. "J" name possibly?
The following morning I wake to the smell of cigarette smoke. No one smokes in my house and I ran around frantically to find where the smell was coming from. I couldn't find it so I wrote it down with the impressions I got the morning before.
We finally meet at the house, it is dark out. I immediately look at the house from the street and want to go to the upper right hand corner of the house. I can feel an amazing energy there.It's like a pulling and pushing feeling, a pulsing of energy, a constant rhythm.
The owners tell me of their experiences. It is a young couple with a 2 year old son. The woman's mother also lived there and recently passed away. The ownership of the home dates back to her grandparents. She remembers strange things happening in the house as a child.
They are experiencing activity in the staircase, electrical disturbances and a door opening on it's own. As we are sitting at the dining table I am still feeling the rhythmic pulsing energy in that upper corner of the house, as she is talking I finally can't stand it anymore and say "What is up there" pointing to that upper corner of the house. She says "that's where it is all happening."
I want to go up there, right now.
We go up there and I try to make some kind of contact using EVP (electronic voice phenomenon) , however I do not get any evidence of anything or anyone. As we are up in that area of the house the owner tells me of a dream, about her Mom, how she was young and beautiful and they were getting ready to go out, and her Mom said ...oh I have to go and went into that upper right hand corner room and disappeared.
I continue to feel this amazing energy in the stairway and that bedroom that is situated in that upper right hand corner of the house, however I do not make any psychic contact.
The other members of the team are taking pictures and taking digital recordings as well.
That night, I review the EVP's, nothing. I have to wait to review the photo's with my partner Lori. Finally we look at them and well... nothing...at least not yet. In the mean time SCPS sends me some photos and what I see is a surprise to me. A Gargoyle!
A majestic creature that looks cat-like to me. I start digging online to find out more. Not once did I feel any of this was negative in anyway, not even when I first saw the serpents tail. Gargoyles have come to be known as protectors and chase away evil spirits. Initially they were literally built to whisk water away from buildings, throwing it far from the corners to save and protect the buildings from decay. Now, they have truly taken on a life in another dimension.
I went to sleep that night asking my guides to tell me more. I needed to understand what was happening. I have a dream that my guides take me back to the house in the day time. I look up and see the creature. A Gargoyle, huge, taking up the entire corner of the house. Massive wings and a long serpent like tail. I could see the front claws gripping the corner of the house. It does not greet us. It is scanning back and forth.
My guides finally speak, This creature has the highest order of protection for this gateway. It is it's job. This is the only way the Grandmother can pass back and forth to visit the baby. I understand completely. I do not question them further.
In conclusion to some of the impressions I received;
Why the smell of smoke?
The family are all smokers, including the Mom that passed in the house.
The "J" name?
The original owners of the home are Johnson
The door opening?
Mom; Grandmother to the little one coming to visit!
Here is a picture of Egyptian Gargoyles and the SCPS photo in the lower center. It is proof to me!
Thanks for reading,
Fast forward to just after high school, as an extremely sensitive child I felt everyone's emotions and illnesses. Now that I was older it became more intense than ever. I knew who had the headache in a room full of people. Who was depressed and who needed to be touched with a warm and loving touch. It seemed as though I could just put my hands on anyone's shoulder and know exactly what was going on with them. I never realized at the time that it was something special. It was hurting me and I couldn't handle it.
Through my 20's and into my 30's I pushed it all down, I knew it was there but I needed guidance. As my career progressed as a Hairstylist I was bombarded with people, their feelings, their worries and their health problems, the greatest gift out of it all was that I could see what they wanted for their hair even before they could explain it to me. That made me very successful and I am very thankful for that. However, the visits in the middle of the night with a figure standing at the bottom of my bed was so startling. It seems normal to me that I have spirits who come to visit but it still startles me out of a deep sleep at times.
I soon found myself in Massage Therapy School. Finally a learning atmosphere on energy and meditation. Besides the Anatomy and Physiology classes we all had to endure, luckily that came easy to me. I was able to learn to connect with my abilities in a way that I hadn't before. The workshops on energy and being able to focus on people brought me up to a new level of understanding. I still get visitors in the middle of the night. I am starting to understand they need me, want me to help them.
Now in my 40's I have noticed so many things happening. I just know things, never seems to be anyone who is close to me, just people I am acquainted with and strangers. I am learning to journal all my impressions, visits from the other side. I have been able to communicate with people who have passed. Bringing some closer to their issues with the living and helping direct them to where they need to go. I have had the privilege to work with The Southern Connecticut Paranormal Society and Paranormal Investigation Team of Meriden.
More to come....
thanks for reading
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A flash mob (or flashmob) is a large group of people who assemble suddenly in a public place, perform an unusual and pointless act for a brief time, then quickly disperse. The term flash mob is generally applied only to gatherings organized via telecommunications, social media, or viral emails.
The term is generally not applied to events organized by public relations firms, protests, and publicity stunts.
I first was inspired by Oprah's Flash Mob and thought why can't we do that! So I gathered my troupe, Tribal de Luna, and set off to find the right music and choreography, I wanted it to be "belly dancer-ish" but not so much that the general public couldn't do the choreography. I found the right music and we started off 2010 with a small group learning the dance and Flash-mobbed at The Daffodil Festival in Meriden, CT. Our group has grown and we are breaking out in the Belly Dance flash mob any chance we get! We recently had 16 flash mob at the International Festival of Arts and Ideas in New Haven, CT.
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My friend Ninarrah and I trekked to Somerset, NJ from Meriden, CT to oooh and ahhh over the plethora of dancers at this years Rakkasah Spring Caravan. We shared a vending space with a friend hoping to sell, sell sell. Arrival went smoothly despite the weird color in the sky on Friday, shall it rain? We arrived early enough to check into our suite at the Staybridge Suites (excellent 2 bedroom suites and a kitchen) and get to the Ukrainian Center in plenty of time to dress up our table with lots of Tribal Belly Dance tidbits and hang our HipZies on the rack.
What I like about the event is how the event runs so smoothly. To take on the job of just getting the dancers organized and in the right spot is incredible and they really have it down with the timing. One right after the other.... and oh... there is Djinn & Pangia...already set up and performing without a seconds wait. Amazing!
Kudos to the security guys, job well done! The stage director and the back stage folks really deserve a zaghareet for keeping the show running smoothly. I've been in shows all my life and I can't express enough how difficult productions are. Excluding a few minor dancer "CD" glitches the sound crew did a spectacular job as well.
In the vending department the weekend starts long before we go, really at the end of the last big festival, if you make any of your product to sell you are constantly working on predictions..what color will be hot this coming year? Well, it was so obvious this year, creams and all the shades alike including the gold family were the hot, hot, hot colors this year. Who knew? Looks like, as with the hair styles the East Coast is still several years behind in the color department. I remember Rachael Brice performing 3 years ago with the same color scheme, well it finally caught up here. Don't get me wrong Black is still the new Black! Lots of that.
Well, you make, design, create as much product as you can and get it packed into your car and get yourself there. For me, I was slightly disappointed with my table, the set up had changed slightly and my table had a significant sag in the middle, needless to say I dealt with it and kept a smile on my face. I am one of those people who can deal at the moment and make things work, but I may have something to say about it in a review or Blog, after I mull it over and process it.. Big deal, we couldn't change the table out after the fact..but next time I will be checking the table for broken parts. How about a break in the cost for vendors if we bring our own tables and racks? Sales were down this time...maybe because of the economy, or they allow too many vendors with the same product to vend, or low and behold you have a creative product and the following year someone steals your design and makes a knock off and now there are 15 vendors with a low grade, cheap version of your product that you spent time and money on creating. Do I sound troubled? I am. The people who attended that I know, will know exactly what I am talking about!!! Shame on you in the corner!
Rakkasah is a week long event, hosting incredible teachers from all over the world, sweating you through fabulous workshops and hosting after parties. Letting you have your 15 minutes of fame, 7 if you are doing a solo. Performance after performance of Tribal dancers and troupes, Fusion, the Hip Hop fusion on Friday night was especially one of my favorites, a couple of Egyptian dancers, and great bands.
I highly recommend Rakkasah for it's workshops, performances and after parties. As for the vending issues, I have all the confidence that things will change for the better.