Healing, Katrina, and an Event!

What a labor day weekend. It was nice hanging out with my family - my brother-in-law's father came over from Manchester, England for a couple of weeks. He's getting the biggest kick out of American food and culture. He also cannot believe how big the US is compared to the UK. He also shook his head many times at me - says I'm completely different than my sister. My mom has to chime in and comment that all 3 of her girls are very different, you'd never know we had the same parents! Which is very true to a degree - although we do share some of the same, opinionated, stubborn traits:) At least we all agree that George W. Bush is an ineffective (among many, many other terms I won't use here) President and ought to be kicked out on his ass.

I also had to say bye to my dad and step mom. They are moving to FL in about a week. I jealous that they get out of Ohio - but they are moving to more Bush territory (GW bro is Governor of the state) and for that I feel sorry for them. But hey - at least no more winters!

I decided to do my session today as I'll be in Cleveland all day tomorrow. I'm writing a couple of episodes for a local TV drama and I'm attending the filming:)

I sat only with my healing wand and three crystals. The energy that is coursing through me today is wonderful - it's energizing, loving and healing. I enter directly into an event. Not sure where - although my looking up at the palm trees and feeling the sun, I'm thinking CA. There are many people around - some dressed up, some not. But all look very nice. I look down at me and I'm in a dark green pants outfit with some sort of cool blue design on it. A nice silk blouse under the jacket. It feels really good:) I look up and to my right and staring at me is Ted. If a wind hit him, he would fall over. I can tell that I'm not an observer here - but an active participant. He's just staring at me. A woman (his girlfriend - the same one that is bad for him) comes over and asks for something. At first he doesn't hear her - she looks over and glares at me so I quickly look away. He answers her and she leaves. He is staring at me again. Bill approaches Ted and says something to him. Ted says nothing but nod in my direction. I see Bill look at me - I smile at both and wave. The color drains from Bill's face. Ted steadies him. They comment between them. Then Bill takes off to me with Ted behind him. Bill stops right in front and just stares. I ask him if he would mind kissing me so that we are both sure this isn't a dream. He smiles and kisses me. I almost fall over. I feel a hand on my back and it's my sister steadying me. There are people calling both of them - they have to go. Ted is still doing or saying nothing but staring at me. I tell them both that I will see them later. Bill's like - promise? I say - promise. Ted is still staring. His girlfriend looks at me - man is she pissed.

Brigit is at my side. I look over and say - I thought this was real. She says - it is, but you're needed elsewhere. Can't I stay? I ask. No - you've seen enough. She replies. Internally - I'm cussing. I separate from "me" and follow her.

I enter into a shelter full of children. I know that these children have to be misplaced because of Katrina. I ask Brigit what am I to do. She tells me just to touch the children as I pass them - the energy passing through me to them is what they need to help them through the pain of separation. I can see the energy passing from my hands into the children. There is a group of kids in a circle - ranging from age 5 up to 13 (I think) playing a game with an adult. I can feel a 5 year old girl eye's follow me all around the circle. When I get to her she looks up and asks - are you an angel? I smile and say no, I'm a helper. She asks if I will go to help find her parents. I agree. The adult asks who she is talking to - she looks up at me and says - just a helper.

Brigit and I seem to be in nothingness - it's all just white. I ask her about the girl's parents. She says that the father has passed over, but the mother is in a shelter and that is where we are headed.

I think we are in the Houston Astrodome. We stop next to a woman clutching a teddy bear on a cot. Her eyes are swollen from crying. The little girls name was Lateesha (I don't think that is spelled right). I bend down into the woman's ear and tell her that her daughter's alive in a shelter in Baton Rouge. She looks around to see who is talking to her - she doesn't see me. But I say it again and the woman cries. I place my hand on her shoulder and she can feel the energy pour into her. She begins to pray.

Brigit tells me it is time for me to go home. I ask to do more. She says no - if I wear myself out I'm no good to others.

I wake up with tears streaming down my face. My heart breaks seeing all of those lost people - all those parents and children not knowing if the other is alive. It's unsettling.

Until later...

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie:)