Saw Bill, My Script and a New Way of Thinking.

I'm still half asleep:) So I hope that this entry makes sense. The flights in last night were rough - much turbulence into both Atlanta and Akron. The flight home had so much bouncing around towards the end that I was saying a prayer to myself!

The meeting went very well. It was informative and I have many good ideas to add and subtract from the script to make it film worthy:) The woman I met with is top notch and simply a wonderful human being. Very nice energy. She supportive, giving and one of the few people I've met that deal with H'Wood that is actually sincere. No BS with her - she tells you like it is and that is what I love. She is very metaphysical/intuitive as well and it was fun bouncing around "vibes" with her. So meeting with her alone - was well worth the trip.

I attended a party while I was gone - the room had red velvet, gold leaf, overstuffed couches, a balcony with three bars. All that I've witnessed in past visions. Bill was there. He looked great - very handsome. But his eyes showed something very different - irritation, anger and a wish not to be there. His energy was very negative. If you stood back and watched him - as I did - he was gracious to those he spoke with - but if you actually looked at him, you could see that he wanted to be somewhere else. I stood back and watched him (although I did mingle, talk, meet new people...I didn't just stand there all night) and that was enough for me. I had a letter, something to say to him. But I knew it wasn't the time - at all. So I was content to be an observer - not a participant. Which - is how most of my visions come across - as me as an observer.

Disappointed that we didn't speak or nerve had eye contact? Sure I am. I didn't understand how it was so easy to get there if we were not meant to at least have a conversation. What I think it was is that my energy was needed to counteract the overwhelming energies of greed, self-interest and just a black slog of negativity. I could have followed suit and bothered him - but I couldn't do it. It was more important to him to have some breathing room than it was for me to invade his space. There will be another opportunity - I'm sure of it.

I was actually very happy to get out of there and move on to the rest of the evening. I could feel my energy shift to a more positive place:) My sister and I moved on to the Polo Lounge at the Beverly Hills Hotel where she used to work (she is now a personal assistant to 3 different people and loving it). Everyone there was great. Didn't see anyone famous - but that was just fine by me. A great security guy named Brian gave us a guided tour around the hotel from the famous pool to the bungalows to the ballrooms - it was all very beautiful and expensive:)

I decided on my trip home that I was not going to put the energy into Bill and Ted as I once did. Instead - I'm going to put it into myself. I'm always around for help and support. But they need to be the driving forces behind themselves - just as I need to be for myself.

I've got a lot of writing ahead for me. I wanted to get back to doing readings on Oct 2, but now I'm not so sure. I may hold off until the end of Oct. We'll see how the rest of Sept pans out.

I did have some poetic inspiration on the way home - must of wrote 20 or more poems. Won't bore you with them all - but here's one that struck a cord with me:

SEEDS OF VIOLENCE

Rooted in history
Buried within our souls
Violence bleeds,
--It Infects
--It Destroys

Behind the facade of normality
People live in fear

As anyone,
--A Mother
--A Child
--A Teacher

At anywhere,
--A Home
--A Diner
--A Church

At anytime,
--Morning
--Noon
--Night

Is capable to kill
If pushed
--Shoved
--Bullied

Rooted in history
Fear grips our souls.

Under the calmest of exteriors
Lies our seeds of violence.

I'm so behind schedule today that I can't even find my schedule!

Until later...

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie:)