Robert Pushes: An Important Convo with Ted

I normally do not post all what I see or hear as I like to keep some things private. But my guide, Robert, says it is VERY important that I post this whole session in it's entirety. I don't know why - part of me feels really uncomfortable to do so. But there must be a reason.

Here goes:

I have been pushed all morning to start this session. I kept ignoring the call as I was more annoyed than anything else. When I enter into this session, I am immediately taken to the old, blue farmhouse. On the front porch sits Ted. His hands sit clasped, on his knees - his mind elsewhere. He sees me - smiles and stands. I've been waiting for you -- he says. But why - I ask? We need to talk. About what. I say with some doubt it my voice.

He takes my hand and says -- walk with me. We enter into the apple orchard. The trees are in bloom -- it's quite beautiful. Off to the side - I can hear Robert (my guide) saying that this is important for me to get this conversation down:

T - He won't include me.

M- who?

T - Bill, he refuses to give me your number. He won't listen to anything I say.

M - Did he let you read the letter?

T - Yes, he did. At first I was in shock. I sat there as if someone just shot me. I had an enormous pain escape -- when I read your words. He wanted me to disprove it - wanted me to denounce what you said. But I couldn't. I knew this was truth. This pissed him off. He couldn't rationally understand how this can be possible. He's going on and on and on -- trying to think things out, to find a logical place
for everything. I tell him to shut up. He doesn't listen. I left the room, grabbed a cigarette to go outside.

M - Why didn't he want you to believe this?

T - (a big sigh). He doesn't want me anywhere near you. If I didn't believe you -- then he could have you all to himself, once he thought everything through.

M - That could take years.

T - he laughs. Isn't that the truth? He also has a problem with you throwing a wrench into his well-thought out life -- his plans. You are not logical -- all of this just doesn't sit well or feel comfortable in his mind.

I stop walking - I take my hand away and look into Ted's eyes.

M - what are you going to do?

He cups my face in his hands.

T - love you forever

He gives me a very sweet and loving kiss.

I pull away. For some reason I'm crying.

M - What about Bill?

T - He won't bring us together.

M - That's just your doubt talking. He'll come through -- I know he will. He can't let this rest.

T - No, he won't let it rest. It'll fester in his mind for years. While I try to find you -- and I will. Outside -- that day. I remembered it all. My drawings, the past -- the pain, love, heartache - all of it. God I need you.

M - How are you gong to find me?

T - TV.

M - TV?

T - yes, I'll see you on TV and that's how I'll find you.

I can see a light in the background. Ted kisses me.

T - I have to go now.

M - don't give up on me.

T - I never will.

And he leaves - the light fades and I'm in this orchard now by myself. I sit down and lean against a trunk. Bill shows up - right in my face. He wipes tears from my cheeks. Why are you doing this? I ask. Because -- I don't know what to do -- he replies. I'm scared - he says. You have to bring us together I say -- all 3 of us. The triad needs to reform. Softly he says -- I'm sorry. Then he fades from view and here I am.

Robert arrives and holds out his hands. He helps me up. Why I ask - why are they doing this to me? I don't get it? It's not you Robert says -- they each have issues of their own to work out -- as do you. Now what's wrong with me? Robert chuckles -- there's nothing wrong. It's my job to make sure you are ready. I say -- ready for what? The fishbowl he says. Now get back to work! With that he fades from view as I'm yelling - what was so important about that conversation???? I hear Robert say -- he loves you - take down your wall.

Then I'm done.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

I must admit -- days like this I am half tempted to turn into an alcoholic, just to forget, if only for a while. Especially since Bill has really been in my face since I woke up. I mean "RIGHT THERE" without giving me much breathing room. Makes it difficult to get anything done.

(SIGH) Well, for better or worse -- there it is. Not sure why I had to post the whole thing......but what the hell - right?

On an up note -- my script. "The Black Triangle" has made it into the top finalists for the Roy W Dean writing grant - 1st time for that ;) This was a pleasant surprise!

Have a great day!

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie ;)

Nothing Is Ever As It Seems -- Or Is It?

This weekend has been...well...on the surface uneventful. But much lingers in the levels beneath. I can feel it. The tide is about to change. Not slightly -- but in extraordinary and non-ordinary ways. It's hard to put into words the images that flood my mind. Especially since they are flashes that only serve to wet the appetite. I'd rather have the full picture to feed the growing hunger that threatens to consume my soul. It's maddening -- to sense that one's life is about to explode -- to know that by the time I lay my head down next Sunday evening to rest, what I had assumed was the norm of my life no longer applies.

Bill believes me. How do I know this? Did he contact me? No - he has not contacted me -- yet. However, I got the message. I wish I could say more than that -- but I can't, not now. The inner knowing that what my mind has revealed and what I have journaled are truth, is in a word -- FREEDOM. He BELIEVES me.....he believes me.....and GOD it feels so good. What happens now? I honestly don't know. The ball is still in his court. But -- I do have my own racket if he wants to play.

In my dreams last night - I visited the most amazing place. It was a large stone structure - a building that looked like it would appear in Manhattan, NY as one of the old ritzy places that the Rockefellers...etc...would have called home. But this place was hundreds of years old. It reminds me (for some reason) of the place John Lennon was shot, The Dakota. But it's not the same place - yet it is a condo or apt complex.

I'm looking for my home. I turn to the left and I see this massive structure. As I walk up the stairs, I can hear the fountain. When I reach the top stair I look up, and the top of this place (inside) is an oval roof with what looks like the night sky. Stars, the moon, planets -- all looked real.. But if I stepped back outside - I saw that it was sunny and nice - so I knew it was just a roof. This place is structured like a coliseum, with one opening -- which I just walked through. There are people walking a round everywhere in the open courtyard. I tell myself to just walk around like I'm looking for someone so that this place thinks I belong and I won't get kicked out. In the center there is a very large reception desk - like you see in a hotel. Off to the left I see doors open. I don't go in -- but I know that this is a library for residents only. Someone closes the door on me. I look up and I can see many outer balconies/walkways to people homes. On the 1st floor where I'm still at I see a restaurant. I walk inside and I know it's one of those 5 star places that you need to be dressed up to enter. I'm looking around - it's between lunch and dinner times. I see 3 girls I went to high school with. I think to myself - if I need a job I can always ask them. Then I think I hated being a server and I wouldn't do it again (which is true).

Some very nicely dressed woman comes up to me and asks if I would like to see my place. I'm like - what place? She laughs and says that I'm funny. So I follow her and I'm at a penthouse apt. Man is this thing nice -- I mean nice. She asks if everything is to my liking. I say yes. And she tells me -- welcome home. She leaves and I wake up.

Now this building started with an "I" and either ended in an "N" or "NO" but I can't remember the name. It was over the arch when I entered the structure.

I did feel very much at peace and at home.

It felt like NYC although it could have been anywhere.

Speaking of NYC...I was actually contacted by a cable network last week who wants me to send in an audition tape. They are looking for an additional person for one of their weekly shows. So I went to my sisters over the weekend and taped it. I think I look like a goof - but who likes looking at themselves on tape? I've got a good feeling about this. Wouldn't it be a hoot if I got the job? Wish I could tell you more -- etc...but right now I can't. However -- I'll let you know if anything comes of it.

I did manage to get caught up on many things this weekend - but I'm still behind in a few items (like email). So I have to crack the whip and get back to work!

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie :)

Crawling Back To You

I cannot get enough of this song this weekend.

BACKSTREET BOYS
(Chris Farren/Blair Daly)


Everybody knows that I was such a fool
To ever let go of you, but baby I was wrong
Yeah I know I said we'd be better off alone
It was time that we moved on
I know I broke your heart
I didn't mean to break your heart
But baby here I am

Chorus:
Banging on your front door
My pride spilled on the floor
My hands and knees are bruised
And I'm crawling back to you
Begging for a second chance
Are you gonna let me in?
I was running from the truth
And now I'm crawling back to you

I know you're in there
And you can make me wait
But I'm not gonna wait
It's the least
that I can do
Just to tell you face-to-face

I was lying to myself
Now I'm dying in this hell
Girl I know you're mad
I can't blame you for being mad
But baby here I am

(Repeat chorus)

If you can save these tears from crying
Touch these hands that can't stop shaking
Hear my heart that's barely beating
You will see a different man
But baby here I am

(Repeat chorus)

Banging on your front door
My pride spilled on the floor
I was running from the truth
Now I'm crawling back to you

Now I'm crawling back to you
(Crawling back to you)
Crawling back to you
Crawling back to you

The Triad, Dreams and My Last Name!

Here it is Friday already! Where did the week go? I spent most of my time buried in this computer, trying to make my deadlines. I have met all but one - and that is tomorrow. The personality tests were a test for me - to see if I could write them (10 in all) without losing my personality! It was a close call. A very frustrating, yet rewarding project as I think I did a pretty good job. But I haven't heard back from the client yet, so we'll see. Trying to get caught up on my two screenwriting classes. But I have a few things to do tonight that will take me out of my home and on Monday I'm being interviewed to be part of a Numerology book to be published in Europe.

I keep smelling cigarette smoke. I don't smoke - the husband does - but outside and he's not outside right now. Over the last week this has been happening a lot. My left shoulder also hurts again - for no apparent reason -- an injury I'm convinced was caused by one of the guys and I just so happened to absorb it into my energy field.

I've been doing A LOT Of traveling during dream time. I have to be as I'm so darn tired. I woke up this morning after being in bed for 8 hours and my eyes are red, tired and I have a headache -- just like I never slept. I remember bits and parts of last night. I know I visited both Bill and Ted. They are just snippets of conversation or attitudes really. Bill was confused and Ted was annoyed. Bill was trying to rationally think things through and was getting more and more confused as he was thinking TOO much about things. Ted was annoyed because Bill was thinking too much and not heeding his advice. He wants things to move forward - NOW. Wouldn't it figure that the link is this triad is an over - thinker put between two somewhat impulsive people? Ted - he's impulsive. Me - I think things though, for the most part, but I don't over analyze them. I'm a happy combination of both men.

From last night I can also remember being in a large house - a mansion I think - it is not mine, but like I rent a room there or something. I have been here before - I recognized it. As seem common in my dream time - I was in the bathroom. It was a very clean bathroom - white and black. There was a gentlemen in the bathroom, a handy man, telling me that everything has been changed. I was annoyed by his observation or maybe just him being there in the bathroom when I needed in - and I replied yes, everything has been updated but the shower. The bathroom is big and has a dressing room off of it. He mentioned that it looked nice and I agreed.

He is messing around in the bathroom - maintaining some sort of equipment, I keep thinking a sauna - so I go back into my adjoining bedroom and lie on the bed. I keep thinking tat I can't fall asleep as I have a joint book signing to do with my next door neighbor Bob (my real neighbor is Bob). I fell asleep and missed the whole thing. I see him standing in line in the bookstore after the event and I apologize. He didn't care - gave me a great big hug and pulled out his checkbook. He was going to pay me for my appearance, even though I wasn't there. He mentioned that he had a hard time pronouncing my last name - Theiss (which is my maiden name and in actuality, my current name since I never changed it with the gov't, just slapped my married name on the end after I had the kid to make thing simple for him). So he said it a few times and I told him that was correct. I keep thinking he was paying me either $900 or $9000 for the appearance and I kept telling him not too since I wasn't there. I felt uncomfortable taking the money - but he insisted.

I can vaguely remember something about Ted and fencing. He and I were "dueling" and he was being a smarty pants that he could beat me - I was determined to prove him wrong.

That's all I can remember. But back to my maiden name. My family had a cow when I wouldn't change my name (especially my dad) and really thought I was insane when I inquired - well why can't he change his last name? I mean, really -- why do I have to give up who I am? I suppose in the time where a woman was required to immerse herself so much into a marriage and do what needed to be done to please her husband and family while shelving her needs -- I could see it. But now? I don't see the point. Would I change my name if there is a marriage #3? Honestly - it would depend who husband 3 was and really, who I am at that time. I'm not against the name change - I just don't think it is a necessity!

I still feel myself being worked over - researched. But the energy is more calm now - they are not looking to discredit what I say, rather it has turned to an acceptance and how they fit into it all. The confusion is still there , but the negativity has filtered away to instead bring harmony to the situation.

Okay - back to the deadlines I go!

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie ;)

Atlantis, the Fishbowl and Change!

I am immediately taken into a large - human - size fishbowl. My guide Robert stands there with a grin on his face. For some reason, I cannot help but to smile myself. Why are you so happy - I ask? Are you ready - he says. For what? I ask. He lets out a very deep and soulful laugh. For the fishbowl of course - he replies. Can one ever be ready? No, not really he says - but you had better get used to it. Why - am I jumping in? Head first - he replies.

Any hint on what's coming my way? He shrugs -- your dreams, he says with a smile. I have a lot of dreams - can you narrow it down? Again - he laughs. Good to know I'm so funny. Robert replies - the important ones.

He keeps laughing and grinning like a nerdy high school boy who was just asked by the head cheerleader to help her with her homework.

Now I'm in a cave. I know this cave - it is where Bill, Ted, and I hid some stones from Atlantis. I look over to my right and Bill is approaching me. He has a crystal in his hand and looks rather excited. I found it he says. Found what? The timekeeper. I know how to unlock the temple now - we can pass. He grabs my hand - come on.

We are in the midst of a large crystal structure. The floor looks inlaid with Amethyst. The walls are very cool to touch, but it is not cold here - instead the chamber is warm - teetering on hot. We go to the center and Bill taps a part of the floor with his bare foot. A crystal cylinder arises from the floor. He takes the crystal that he holds - says watch this - and places it in a hole in the center. The center of the cylinder lowers and the crystal is gone. I hear a low humming noise. Bill grabs my hands - his hands are very hot and sweaty. I swear I can feel his heart pounding in excitement. I hear a "whoosh" and the smell of stale air. I look where I heard the noise and one of the crystal walls lowered. Bill hurries me inside. In it are three long tube-like beds. They are made of crystal, but they are also inlaid with Rhodachrosite, Lapis, Sugilite, Moldavite, Moonstone, Larimair, Emerald, Ruby, Sapphire, and a Rose Quartz. I'm looking at this and it is the same type of stones that are in my wand.

He climbs in one and tells me to do the same. He's excited - I'm, well, nervous. I get on the one next to him. All of a sudden Ted appears. Bill says - good , you made it. Ted says - I'm not about to miss this. I'm like - miss what? Bill and Ted lie down, and want me to do the same. When I do - there is an immediate high-voltage current that shoots through all of our bodies. My mind feels like it is on fire - so many images falsh before me that it is like a movie is on super fast forward. I can hear more "whooshes" and hear doors slide open.

One image in mind is very vivid: We three are sitting at a table talking about going after and finding Atlantis. We know we can find it. But its going to be difficult and dangerous. We will have to step away from our current careers to do this and we don't know. Especially since we all have children. Ted says that I need to bring my son along. That he is a key of some sort. A heavenly light child. He will lead the way. With his childlike mind - he can see and sense things we can't. But I don't want to take him. I don't care what we could find - I won't put him in danger. They are saying something to the effect that he will not be in danger as the two of them would guard him with their lives. That I know with all of my heart is true.

This scene fades from view as they continue to go on. The next thing I know - the three separate chambers we are lying in form into one big chamber. Now the two of them lie on either side of me. They each grab my hand and ask me if I am ready. Ready for what - I ask. I hear Bill say - this. Then I have a sensation of flying, fast, straight up - each are still holding onto my hands. I see billions of lights and colors.

Then I'm done.

Thsi one sent shivers down my spine!! Still is!

There is a part of me that is getting - really, really nervous and excited. I can sense that I'm just about to fall over the edge.....

Now the question is will I land on something to break my fall, or flat on my face? As always - time will tell!

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie ;)

A School, Another Shift and the Holocaust!

I immediately arrive in a school. Reminds me of an elementary school. There is writing on the chalk board - it reads: fear not hath the life you lead dry up as the current shifts to a flow that will sustain you throughout your life journey. Have faith that what is happening is timely and crucial to your soul. Have faith that you have not been brought to this point without a reason. You are loved.

I sit back on the teachers desk and look at the classroom. There are the old wooden desks, faded cut outs of apples, I see stars and a moon. The ABC's are on the wall.

My guide, Robert, enters from behind me. He says - do you remember when the ABC were difficult? That you thought you would never learn? I say - yes. Some days I think that I still have trouble. Arms folded, I look at him -- what's going on Robert? What's happening to me and why won't anything change? I unfold my arms and pace. Did you see what yesterday was like? It was a mess! I did my podcast 10 times - the buzz noise was there, I couldn't get rid of it. Who was visiting - who kept messing things up? Robert says - you know who. No I don't or I would have told them to scoot away. It wasn't someone - it was you. Me? How is that possible? You field of energy has expanded 100 times over. This is why you, not anyone else, is upsetting your electronic equipment. Your headaches, you losing your train of thought - all symptoms of this shift. I have to ask - the emotional part - is it that or PMS? He laughs - you don't have PMS.

When is something going to break - anything?? People are not getting back to me. My book sits ready to go to the printer, but no one gets back to me. I'm at a standstill with my personality tests that are due in 2 days - because I cannot proceed until I get answers, but no one is answering me. I'm frustrated. Robert smiles and I notice that his eyes are just so blue right now, very nice, like deep pools of blue water. He says that the experience is necessary - that they are parts of the bigger picture.

Okay - what about what I learned last night? That my son was my son during the holocaust, Ted was his father. We were separated - Ted died saving me, although I died at a camp after the officer I was having sex with had enough and through me to the gas chamber. My son died in some experiments with drowning. I cried for a long time about this last night. It explains the connection he has to Ted, his extreme fear about being separated from me and with his head being under water.

I also learned about people selling holocaust victims (before they died) life insurance. Taking their money when they knew that there was no way that the families could collect. Why was I shown these things? And how could I have died in a camp in 1941 and then turn around and die in 1958 because of Bill and his death? Robert tells me that I was young when I was with Bill - only 17 when I died. I looked at Robert. The child I was carrying - he was Bill's but it was my son again, wasn't it? Robert shakes his head -- yes. Boy - that sent a chill through me.

But why now? Why do I have to know more about the holocaust? He says because of my story. I'm rewriting it - right? I also want to turn it into a book - right? Yes on both accounts. You need to add a few more things to it - like the insurance - people need to know. He goes on - you really need to push this. You have to get the story down and out. This is the time for it. Not only will it open people's eyes, but it will open more doors for you than you can count. What about my gypsy magic books? They should have been done already - he says. Get them done.

Stop looking for more freelance work he says. You will have more than your share with the British company. You need to get your own work done - it HAS TO get done.

I have headaches now and my body won't stop trembling. I know he says - keep taking your blend of flower essences. It the shift, it is effecting all of your energy fields.

What about the heightened blog activity - the fact that I am being evaluated? It's something that needs done. You know that.

The school bell rings - making me jump. Robert tells me it is time for me to leave. I'm done.

WOW! The last two days have really been unreal. I can sense a major change - a big big big major change - but I'm not getting any details. Grrrr.......

The taping of the podcast about sent me over the edge. On take 10 it was being published no matter what. So if it is my energy messing things up - how do I deal with that for next week? Also, my rambling and lose of thoughts. It is insane! My wireless keyboard and mouse wouldn't work. The washer and dryer went nuts along with my dishwasher. I was ready to go back to bed!

Today...I whacked out the gas stations pumps. All of a sudden they just went nuts around me and we all had to go inside to pay. I wonder if this whacked out energy is also happening to Bill and Ted?

I hate to work my butt off and feel like I'm not making any progress. Very frustrating! Knowing now that my son was my son during WWII and that he was also Ted's son explains a lot to me. It also explains to me Ted's quest to have a son (so far 3 daughters).

I'm going to try to post more than 2x a week. I have a feeling that things are about to move very fast and if I don't write things down it could escape me.

Have a great day!

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie :)

The Glacier, Change and Destiny!

I am immediately taken inside of the glacier from my earlier vision. The air is heavy in here - very heavy. In the center, Bill sits on a rock and reads my letter. I can tell that he has read it multiple times as it shows sign of wear. I whisper to him - Bill? He looks up at me - tears are in his eyes. He says - I don't know. I don't know what to do. What does your heart tell you? I ask. To dig deeper, to read, to research - to reach out to you - to call Ted. What does your head tell you? To rip this letter up and never give it another thought. This will bring too much trouble. Trouble to who - I ask? To you, to me, to our families. You don't know my family - I say. Or really me for that matter. You have no idea what I and my family are capable of. We're strong people - always have - always will be. There isn't anything that can be thrown at us that we cannot handle - no matter how tough. You're not trying to save our butts. You are SCARED - pure and simple. Change does not suit you well and you just want to be left alone - I say. You've never been in the fishbowl before he says. Yes I have. He raises an eyebrow - when? Last week, during a session. He laughs. That doesn't count - he says.

Then no - I never have been. It's hell he says. Your life isn't your own.

Then get out - I say. He looks at me. Does the money mean that much to you? He says - no. Would you be okay with that - he asks? Of course I would! I don't want to get to know you because of your money - or what you are....it's WHO you are is what I want to know.

What about Ted? He asks. What about him - is my reply. I don't know...I can't hurt him. I cross my arms - then fine - introduce him to me. What? His jaw twitches. If you are so worried about hurting him - then don't. Introduce us as we'll be fine. You can live your life - we'll live ours and we'll see each other on holidays. This way you won't have to worry about me, my family, the fishbowl and if you hurt Ted. Plus - we'll still be in contact as good friends. He scrunches up his nose - tugs on his ear a few times.

I'll think about it - he says. Fine - you do that..I reply.

The glacier dissolves around us. The cold is gone and we are in our meadow - it still shows signs of spring.

You'll take good care of him - he asks? You shouldn't have to ask that - I reply. I know, he says.

Do you know what to do now - I ask? I'm going to talk to some people, get some opinions. Then I'll decide.

With that he turns around and vanishes right in front of me. I'm done.

My head hurts from banging it on my desk (BIG FRICKEN SIGH). The letter was supposed to clear up the confusion - not create more. What's wrong with change? Nothing stays the same forever, we all know that. So why waste the energy to fight hard to keep things status quo? You can't ignore destiny. Plain and simple. Because if you could I would be a well-off CPA today - not a starving writer/reader. Do you know how many times I tried to ignore, detour around and forget my writing talent and my psychic gifts? Thousands of times - yet....here I am.

I keep getting a nagging urge to go check my PO box. Maybe I will tomorrow.

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie:)

A Glacier and the Blossoming of Hope!

I'm going to do a session in a few hours with Cindy - but in the mean time, I keep getting called in. I can see a glacier, reminds me of being or seeing really - pictures of Alaska. It's quite beautiful. I can see my breath but I'm not cold. Inside the glacier I can detect movement. I go to the glacier and try to peer through the ice. I can make out the shape of a person. To my right, Ted arrives with a sledgehammer and says - you'll need this. I ask him - is Bill in there? He says yes - your news unnerved him to such a state that the has sealed everyone off. Should we break through? You're the only one who can - he tells me.

But why did my letter drive him to this? Ted shrugs. I don't know - unless your news is forcing him to change and he doesn't want to. I hate to say it.... Then don't I say.

I slam the sledgehammer into the glacier - over and over and over again - nothing. Archangels Michael and Raphael arrive. Michael takes the sledgehammer while Raphael tells me that I am doing this the wrong way. I'll never get through with force. Then how I ask? No answer. I know I say. I place my hands on the smooth glacier and pour my energy and the energy of the Divine into. Red and white pour from me and slowly dissolves the ice. Bill looks out and see that his wall is gone. His face turn red - not in embarrassment, but in anger. He screams - go away! With that he waves his hand and the glacier reforms.

I look at the Archangels - I'm at a lose for words. They tell me not to give up. With that they leave and it's just Ted and I. Ted looks at me and says - he's not the right one for you. I turn to him - I never said that I wanted a relationship with him - I never said that we were to have a romantic relationship. You didn't - Ted asks? No. But with our long history, I find it hard to believe that we do not have one. Or that we could have one. With all of the visions I've had - how am I supposed to think differently? Ted puts his arms around my waist and draws me close - what about our history? What about your visions of us? Don't I have the same chance? I stood there and stared into his beautiful green eyes - how can I argue with that? You do have the same chance - I say. He smiles and says - hope -- that's all I need to push forward. Thank you.

With that he disappears and I'm back.

All I have to say is Christ almighty! (SIGH)

I don't know....I just don't know......

Back to writing my personality tests....

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie;)

Do I Have A Screw Loose?

I may have a screw loose or I'm just turning certifiable - I haven't decided which yet. I love to write - always have. I picked up some work from a British company to write some racy stuff month to month. I also have the cell phone company I write for. Then I have the column, blog, newsletter, gypsy magic books, readings, two screenwriting classes and the ...what was I thinking.....I'm going to create a Blook.

Yeah, I know - what in the hell is a blook? A new buzz word apparently that is catching the eye of many. According to Wikipedia, it is: One definition of blook is a book serialized on a blog site. Chapters are published one by one as blog posts, and readers can then subscribe to a blook with an RSS feed, tag it, comment on it, etc. Now the story that has made this popular is from hackoff.com (http://www.hackoff.com/ ) a murder mystery set in the dot com bubble. Check it out.

The story I'm going to use is an adaptation from my holocaust love/survival screenplay called "The Black Triangle". I have submitted to be included into a new company who are publishing a 10/12 blooks. But if I am turned down - I want to do this anyway. After the story is online - a print book is made from it:) This is a book I want to write and this way it will force me to write it.

Cindy and I are changing our session days from M-W-F to T-TH. This works perfect with me with the extra writing load I have taken on. So I haven't decided if I'm going to have a session today or not. I have 12 personality tests to write - so that will take most of my day.

I give Bill the letter and all of this creative stuff opens up. A coincidence? Nope. I had to get the information to Bill before I could embark on the next phase of my life. I know - a gut feeling know - that the next several months are going to bring some major changes to my life. Not necessarily in the realm of Bill/Ted - but all about me and my life. Changes that I welcome with open arms. It's comforting to know all my hard work will pay off.

My blog, column and podcast are going to be part of a network called - Juicecaster. This has the potential to have my info on over 1/2 million sites. That'll work:)

Ahhhhh...my son's alarm is about to go off - time for preschool!

Until later.....

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie :)

A Fishbowl, Changes and A Bright Future!

It's strange today - I have this all over chill. Just like there is a spirit right next to me - although I cannot sense anyone being there. Maybe someone walked over one of my graves? Inquiring minds want to know!

Now this is odd - I'm immediately taken into a fishbowl. It's empty - except for me standing in it. If I look outside of it, I can see many faceless eyes staring at me. It's strange and unnerving - but not unbearable. I stare at them all and comment - seen enough yet? I can hear whispers, but I don't have a clue to what they are saying. I turn and Archangel Michael is right there. I ask - what is he doing? Checking on you he says. Can you handle it - he goes on. What this - people watching me, being in a fishbowl? I shrug my shoulders. I've never been one to really give a rats ass what people think of me. He chuckles and says - that's the correct attitude to have. I ask - why? He replies that I'm about to be tossed into a world where I've never been. That I will be far outside my comfort zone.

This creates a pit in my stomach. But it soon passes. I rather like my comfort zone - I tell him. You've had many comfort zones in this life. True I say - thankfully I can adjust when I have to. He smiles and says - you'll have to. With that the fishbowl, eyes, voices and even Michael - disappear.

Now I'm left in my meadow. Right in front of me, the flowers, trees, plants and animals changes seasons - fall, winter, and now I'm into spring. This is where it stops - the meadow now shows signs of spring - and not summer as before. It appears to me that I am starting a brand new cycle. I look over to my right and before me, a rose emerges - it is orange with it's top a burnt red. Very lovely. Brigit comes up to me - don't get comfortable she says. I smile - why not? She grabs my hand and says - come on!

She takes me onto an airplane. I'm sitting - in first class (never been there before in reality- so this is cool) - typing away on my lap top..the lap top I currently own. I lean in to look and I'm writing something really quite erotic. I look at Brigit and then look again at the story. It's pretty good - causes me to clear my throat. I notice to, that I'm dressed pretty nice. Not dressed up (cause that is so not me) but dressed in nice casual wear. Since I hate to shop and buy myself clothes every few years (I still wear stuff from 1989) the mere fact that I have something new on is amazing. It's a Pittsburgh Steelers top and tan cotton pants, tennis shoes. I glance at Brigit and ask - when does this happen? She grins and says - very, very soon. She grabs my hand again and off we go....

Now we are in a hotel - but it reminds me of a retreat center. It's all very calm - very Zen like. It's a spa/retreat - but there's more. Now I see why she brings me - I am giving a workshop here and the place is packed. I am in a meeting right now with the owners and they are asking me if I would like to buy this place.

Brigit grabs my hand again and says - come on! We move to a door - I can see a ruby sphere. She tells me to touch it - I do and a portal opens up. She says - now get busy and gives me a push through the door.

Then I'm done:)

Can I just say - GO STEELERS! I've been a black and gold chick since I popped out of the oven. I'm a PA girl originally and love to spar with the Cleveland Brown fans.

The latest podcast is up and ready for your listening pleasure. I'm getting much better at it and don't sound like such a dork anymore:) http://www.gypsyadvice.com/askalliepodcast/index.html

Hope ya'll are having a great day! I know I am - busy and all!

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie ;)

Bill Has My Letter!

I wasn't sure whether or not I wanted to blog about this. I tossed around the idea all day finally deciding to do it.

This weekend my sister and a friend of ours, ran into Bill and gave him a letter from me. It was a very direct letter where I gave him an overview of what has been going on with me over the last several years. I ended it with I hope he takes the time to explore this on his own - not to write it off as a crazy notion. When me sister called me to say "the eagle has landed" she was surprised, I think, by my lack of enthusiasm. I basically just sat there. It wasn't that I did not feel happy - because I did. What had happened is that a flood of relief poured through me. My part was done. I did what I could - I shared what I know. Now it is all up to him to move forward or to simply let the connection die until the next lifetime. I did mention Ted - I had to. He had to know (if he already didn't consciously know) that there was a 3rd person involved and that his feelings count too. To ignore the connection to me means to ignore this Divine connection to him.

I really cannot begin to explain the relief I feel. My mind is no longer clogged. My thoughts are sharp. I know that I did the right thing. If something were to happen to me or to him - I can die knowing that he knows. That he consciously knows no matter if he is willing to accept it or not.

I'm pretty damn proud of myself for having the balls to do this. I'm not one to step out of my comfort zone very much - I'm a Taurus after all! I poured everything out, even when I know that the odds of rejection are extremely high. It really didn't matter. I'm thankful that my sister is the type of person who can walk up to anyone at anytime and strike up a conversation. I'm thankful that the Divine allowed me to consciously experience the past, present and future - even when it hurts too bad to think about it. But most of all - I am grateful for two beautiful souls - Bill and Ted - no matter if we have a friendship in this life or the next. There's nobody else I'd rather be linked to for eternity.

That said -- back to work I go.

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie :)

Bill, Ted, Nick, Frank and the 1920's!

I'm writing, minding my own business when the images of Nick and Frank from the 1920's pop into my head. The feel I have had is that Bill is Frank and Ted is Nick. But with the image I just had of the two switching places - the more that I realize that Bill is Nick and Ted is Frank. Over the last week, when I have described this past life to others, Bill as Nick kept popping up. The energies of the two are so closely netted together that even I have a hard time telling them apart.

If this is true - Bill is Nick. Then I was with Ted/Frank and he killed his brother Bill/Nick - not the other way around. So by force, Ted/Frank did have me as his mate. Although I do not feel it was by force in the beginning. As his ego and greed for status and power grew, so did his strangle hold on me (Sheila) which is why I ended up in Nick's bed.

I really need someone to guide me back to this past life so that I can sort things out. It would be even better if either Bill or Ted were in the same room - observing the session.

I had to get that out. Back to work I go!

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie :)

Ruby Sphere, Eqypt and A Fork In My Path!

I'm being called in early today. About 3 hours early. I am standing in what appears to be downtown. I'm in the small town's intersection - all is quiet. It feels like a Sunday and the whole town is in church. I see the side of a building - there is a design of a sun, painted in black, that stands out on the antique brick. Next to the building is a small park with a white gazebo. I go to the gazebo and sit down - facing the building. My black cat, Samantha, jumps up and sits on my lap. She snuggles in. On the building I can see a light - like a movie projector.

Ted appears, he's being handed a note. He is in a hotel room, very nice, very posh. He opens the note - his hand covers his mouth in disbelief. He runs his fingers through his hair and swallows. He moves to the separate bedroom of this suite, sits on the bed with a white comforter and dials the phone.

The images move to Bill, he is surrounded by people. His face appears tense - there is a lot of commotion going on around him. He keeps gripping a stone that he has in his pocket. I can see him earlier in either this day or the day previous, packing things. Making labels on boxes and shipping. He is stressed - frazzled and just wants to get this done. This mood carries over to the place where he is surrounded by people.

By the gazebo - my horse appears from a previous vision. He jerks his head and lets out a sound that I know means I am supposed to get on. I put the cat down and climb on. Determined to go with me - Samantha sits at the horses feet and just meows over and over. I get down, sling her over my should and remount.

Without warning, I am not on the horse but in Egypt. Appears to be back in the days of Cleopatra. I know instinctively that I am in Alexandria. I am in a very large place - with white columns and many, many scrolls. I am penning a document. I have a servant girl next to me who is helping. She is at my beck and call. I am writing down in columns - from the left of the scroll to the right. The images I pen are very small and I feel that they are in code. I can remember seeing a man, three suns, squiggly lines like water, a pyramid with a half moon and a star symbol (moon is like a backwards C with the star in the center of the rounded part).

A man approaches me and says that we have to go - now. I tell him that I am not done. He says that it does not matter - we have to go NOW. I finish, sprinkle some sort of white dust on it, roll it up and hand it to the girl. She runs off with it. I see a red ball. Appears to be a large, polished sphere of Ruby. This man is telling me that we have to hurry. We go to this ball and place our hands on it. When we do - it glows and a door opens - like a portal. We leave the sphere where it is and enter the door.

I am back on the horse, like I never left. We are in the south west. I can see painted rock for miles and miles. The horse stops under the eve of a large rock. The cat and I get down. She streaks off into a cave opening. The horse uses its nose and taps me in the butt to get going. I make my way to the cave entrance and the horse turns to leave and fades from view. I enter the darkness and call out to Sam. I can hear her meow echo.

It's strange because it is dark in here - yet I'm not stumbling over anything. My eyes adjust to the darkness, yet I still cannot see my hand in front of my face. I get to a fork. There is a small stream of sunlight from above, coming through a small hole that allows me to see this. I know instinctively that if I choose the wrong path that I will drop - no, plummet straight down. I close my eyes and try to focus. I'm right handed and I normally go to the right. But intuitively I know that is the wrong thing to do. I step into the left fork - I call out for Sam. I can hear her further down the left side. She is now meowing like there is no tomorrow. I step up my pace until I reach the end and find her.

She is in a massive room full of treasure. There is gold everywhere, jewels, books, scrolls. In the center of it all - sits a round, polished Ruby sphere. I touch the Ruby sphere and I'm done.

Interesting - no? And on a Friday the 13th no less. Which, BTW, has always been a very lucky day for me:) Lets hope my luck carries me through the weekend!

No sleep last night. My son had growing pains - literally. His legs and feet kept cramping up. He came to bed with me around 2:00 as I was tired of getting up. But it didn't help - he stayed awake and so did I. The kid is at preschool right now and running on full adrenaline. He should crash this afternoon. I wonder if I'll actually get to nap? I can count the times I napped in 2005 on one hand - sad isn't it?

I have more writing that I some how have to get done this weekend than I have time in the day to do it. Wish me luck!

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie ;)

Time Compression, Lemuria and a Tornado!

Today I'm being taken into a room full of clocks. It reminds me of being in the home of Father Time. Approaching me is a gentleman with la long white beard and moustache. He is thin, but not frail. Although his hair is white, his face still appears to be youthful - around age 32 or so. I tell him hello and ask him where I am at. He replies by saying that I am in the center of time. And this would be where? I ask. In the heart of it all. It is in the center a of all life he says. On the 11th plane in the 22nd quadrant he says. Interesting. Why am I here? Because he says of the other night. I tell him yes, I woke at 3:30 am, did a few things and what I thought was much time later, I looked at the clock and it said 3:30 am still. I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me. He says no. What happened is that I entered the in-between time - a wrinkle in the time thread that allowed time to stand still. How I ask? There is no how - it is simply done. Not all can do this he adds. But only those who has time as a gift like yourself.

I tell him that a friend called this time compression. He says yes - that's one way to look at this. You step into a plane that is lighter that it feels like time is moving along - that is until you step back out of the ripple and back into your own dense plane and time catches up or starts according to your own inner clock. So it does seem from the outside that time is compressed. How can I do this again? How did I do it the 1st time? The 1st time was to prove to me that I had this gift. From that point on it is up to me to have this gift grow. I add - so I can theoretically get more time in a day if I step into this ripple? Yes he says. But how is it that everything seems the same while I am there. I can interact with people - like my son - and there is no difference.

He jumps in - did your cats bother you while you were up that night? Come to think of it no, they didn't. He says because they knew you were in that ripple - they can see the changes in the plane, even if your conscious cannot. But I don't understand -- he interrupts me by saying this is not something that can be logically thought through. All I do when I try to figure it out is in fact - waste time.

How can I do this again? Focus he says - focus in on the ripple. Will yourself through it. Practice - shorts bursts at a time. It is most easiest to do at night. When your conscious mind does not have such a hold on your day to day activities. I'm still confused I say - but will give it a go later.

I am now being swept up in a tornado. I look out and all I can see is my life on fast forward. I can see myself landing writing jobs that pay well, to travel, to getting a script optioned, to being in New Zealand. It all happens so fast that I can tell it is difficult for me to catch my breath. I can just see myself writing, writing, writing. I'm plugging along at my novel - based on my script 'The Black Triangle". Then I am put down, very softly, into the water.

It is a big body of water, like the ocean. But the water is very blue/green and calm. If I look down I can see the fish swimming past me. A woman appears, she's not a mermaid as I can see feet - but she is naked. In front of my eyes she morphs into a dolphin and turns around for me to grab a fin. I do and down we go into the warm water. I can see a beautiful underwater landscape. So many colors, so many wonderful sea creatures. It is breathtaking. Before I know it we enter an underground cavern and hit top water.

I know that this is Lemuria. It is a very simple city. What buildings there are seem to be made from different shades of marble. I can see white, pink, black and green. The dolphin morphs back into a woman. She exits the water - still very naked. Her long blond hair covers her chest. In a very musical voice she tells me that I must drink from the urn. I'm confused and she points over to a white/pink complex. I walk in that direction and I can sense that she is behind me,although when I turn around, no one is there. I find a small, pinkish bowl on a stand. Reminds me of a bird bath made from rose quartz. I scoop my hands in the water and sip. It's hard to describe, but the water has an uplifting energy to it - the taste is vibrant and sharp. Like the feel you get when you have an oxygen tube in your nose - the pure oxygen that enters your body. That pureness is what this water tastes like. I look up from the urn and I see Bill standing there. He is in a tunic - a white one. With a crown or band around this head made of flowers and twigs. He smiles and comes over. He tells me that the time has finally come. With that he fades from view.

And I'm done.

So many things being thrown at me lately that it is getting difficult to keep it all straight. I've been working my bum off writing as I do have many projects now and I'm going what my guides tell me to do - which is focus:) I'm trying to be a good girl here.

I'll really have to focus to try this time thing again. It was trez cool the last time. I know that time passed - yet the time never changed on my digital clock.

Back to work I go!

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie ;)

Horses betrayed by USDA: Agency plans to continue slaughter!

I am writing because U.S. Department of Agriculture might put all of your hard work to save horses from slaughter at risk, and we desperately need your help.

We had a remarkable year for horses during 2005. With help from dedicated advocates like you, we:

*Convinced the U.S. House of Representatives to pass an amendment by a landslide vote of 269-158 to prevent the use of tax dollars to promote horse slaughter.

*Then we secured a big 69-28 vote in the Senate in favor of an identical amendment.

*Finally, when it appeared that the conference committee might remove the horse slaughter language entirely, we worked together again to ensure that the ban stayed in the final bill (with an added 120-day delay for implementation).

We all celebrated these tremendous victories as the year closed, anticipating that on March 10, 2006, horse slaughter in America would stop for the remainder of the year, paving the way for more progress and a permanent ban.
But now, the horse slaughter ban is in danger again and we need your help to save it!

Never did we imagine that the USDA, an administrative agency charged with carrying out Congress' will, might betray Congress and the Americans they represent. But it appears that the agency might try to side-step this new law by finding a way to continue inspections of horses for slaughter, and thereby continue its involvement with the cruel and un-American horse slaughter industry. The USDA is seriously considering a petition submitted by the foreign-owned slaughter plants that would create a whole new manner of paying for horse slaughter, an effort that directly undermines Congress' mandate.

Tell the USDA to respect the will of Congress and enforce the slaughter ban.

Americans don't eat horsemeat -- there simply is no domestic demand for it. But last year, more than 90,000 American horses were either killed in one of three foreign-owned slaughterhouses in the United States or shipped to Canada or Mexico for slaughter. Our thoroughbreds, show horses, mustangs, carriage horses, and family ponies are shipped in inhumane conditions and butchered.

This new development means that the thousands of horses who were to be spared are again at grave risk. We cannot let this happen. Take action today to help stop USDA from engaging in this inhumane slaughter for export.

1. Take action. Contact USDA Secretary Johanns and urge him to shut down this illegal and undemocratic usurpation of Congress' authority. Click here to contact USDA now.
2. Spread the word. The USDA needs to hear from as many Americans as possible. Ask your friends and family to contact them as well. Click here to tell five friends to take action now.

Knowing that thousands of our loyal and trusted companions have already been slaughtered is simply devastating. Please, stand with us and do everything you can to spare the lives of our horses.

Together, we will stop this horrible practice.

Sincerely,
Wayne Pacelle
President & CEOThe Humane Society of the United States

P.S. If you are having trouble with the links in this message, you can take action by cutting and pasting this URL into a new web browser window:
https://community.hsus.org/campaign/FED_2006_horseslaughter_usda

Joan of Arc, Archangel Raziel and Busyness!

I'm immediately thrown into the Joan of Arc days. I am at a long wooden table. There is a map laid out. Pieces, showing the players of war are being shuffled about. I am telling them that they are wrong. That they will not attack from here - I take a piece and move it 30 degrees south - but here. To not have the men in the right place will allow them to get through. One man, a burley man with God awful teeth, long gray beard and angry blue eyes is telling everyone that I do not know what I am talking about. I am a woman. A devil woman. I stare at this man and I know that in this life I recognize him. He is shouting that I am wrong and that we will all pay if they listen to me. He is escorted out. I am asked, where should the troops be? I move the pieces around the map. They stare and talk among themselves. My cleric, I want to call him Raphael (Bill), comes over and tells me that I have been summoned. I ask by whom. He just looks at me. I know by that look that it is Ted who wants to see me. I tell him to pass on that I will meet this afternoon before I leave. He nods and leaves.

Still as Joan of Arc, I'm in a garden. I'm thinking, my head is in my hands. I look up to the sky and I ask God why do I have to have this gift? I don't want to be this important. All I want is a quiet life in the country. Who is to say that I am not crazy - that I am making all of this up? I look around and it appears to me that everything is brighter - that there is extra light. I hear a voice tell me that I have been chosen because of my fortitude and past work for the Lord. I am a light beacon of the heavens. I ask what other work? I hear - Jesus needed you to pass on his word. I reply that I do not understand - what did I do? There is silence. Then I hear - you helped him breathe.

I am now in nothingness. Archangel Raziel arrives. I greet him. As I do, this energy wave courses through me with such power that it sends my physical body into a shaking fit. I ask the Archangel why am I here and more important - why is he here? He smiles and tells me that he is here to help me with the questions I have about my gifts. I tell him that I'm not sure if I have any questions. Except to know if my current gifts will grow. He smiles and says more than I can imagine. I ask when? He says when triad is complete. I ask when? He says sooner than I think. The world is shifting and we are needed in the very near future - lives depend on it. I ask what is going to happen? He says - you have the gift of foresight, what do you see? I tell him that I haven't really looked - not sure I want to know. He says - you were right about the miners. Did you tell anyone? I tell him no, I didn't tell a soul. I didn't want to dash hopes.

We stop walking and I realize that we are by the stream, in the woods where I was with Gabriel last week. I ask if I will discover any new gifts. He says yes. I ask - like what? He tells me that he cannot give me an answer. If I know now, then I won't concentrate on the gifts I already have. I see a light off to our right. Archangel Raziel tells me to enter it. I leave him behind and I do.

I'm done.

My body is still trembling, even after the session is complete.

I've been getting the urge to learn more about Joan of Arc this last week. Especially after, of all things, I was looking at an ad for a book club. I saw myself in past life regressions gathering information on the life of me as Joan for a book. I saw a glimpse of an interview when someone asks me - why didn't you just channel her? I reply - how can I channel me? I saw many regression sessions - many. I wonder who will want to take this on with me?

My son has a God awful cough AGAIN. Off to the doctor we go before it turns into pneumonia again.

I sent out a press release about my new book "Gypsy Magic for the Prosperity's Soul". So far at last count it has been read 8,742 times and picked up for distribution 184 times. My last release on the Love book netted 112, 876 reads and 1,674 pick ups. Not bad:)

I've been hired to write 10 personality tests for the same cellphone company I write the numerology and horoscopes for. I also had a company request my script "Dreamers" - fingers crossed.

Starting next week my column, podcast and blog will be part of the Juicecaster network. Hopefully, this will give my items more exposure as they have the potential to be included on over 100,000 web sites.

My morning is packed with readings and with taking the kid to the doctor. I won't have a chance to do my podcast until tonight!

Since I've been so busy, my screenwriting class - I'm about 2 weeks behind. Yikes!

I did find an assistant. Now all I have to do is learn how to give her things to do!

I've gotten some real nice compliments thus far on my flower essence combinations! I'm so pleased that my blends have been able to help!

Until later...

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie ;)

The Old Farmhouse, Fairies and Book 2!

I'm feeling a lot of nervous energy today. Like I don't want to be where I'm at but I have no other choice. My right eye keeps twitching too which is quite annoying! The energy is not coming from me - but from either Bill or Ted.

I'm in a black void. There is nothing here no sound, no light - the air is dense. Someone grabs my arm from the right and yanks me out of there. Now I'm in the old farmhouse from a past vision. I'm in the front hall. I look around to see who pulled me, but there is no one here. I walk past the stairs on my right into the back hall. I see the kitchen to the right and enter. It's light, airy. A eat in kitchen with a big wooden table in the center. The sink is one - large - white and very deep. The cabinets are white and light blue. The appliances are stainless steel. Everything is clean and in it's place. Off the back there is a screen door - open. I can see the back porch and a large oak tree. with a swing. I hear a thud from above.

I'm going upstairs, to the left and down the hall. There are many doors - all closed. I get to the last room on the right and that is where I hear the noise. I open the door and I see Bill walking around the room. This is the same bedroom from that previous vision with the 4 poster bed. It's very sunny in here. He is putting on a pair of jeans. That is when I see me open a door - I guess from a bathroom and come out. I comment on why doesn't he wear another pair of jeans - he has a whole closet full. He says because these are his favorite. I roll my eyes and shake my head. There is a mug of coffee on the dresser. I take it and drink. I have on a robe. I move over to a closet and open it up to find some clothes. "I" as of me now cough. Me in the vision says - bless you. Bill says - what are you talking about? I reply - didn't you just cough? He says no.

I hear a screen door slam shut and Ted yell - hello? Bill yells that we're up here. I look at Bill and say - I'm not dressed yet. He glances at me as if to say - so what? Bill leaves the room to meet Ted as he is coming up the stairs. They are talking - not sure what. I'm pulling a sweat shirt over my head when I hear Ted clear his throat.

I finish putting the shirt on. He tells me that he brought some apples over. I'm like - yummy! I ask him how Hanna is doing. He laughs and says Hanna who? I chide him on letting another good girl get away.

That is when Archangel Gabriel comes over and touches me on the shoulder. I follow her into the light.

We are by a stream. It sounds great. It's warm, the trees are in bloom and there is a slight wind making the leaves rustle. I ask her where are we. She says where I feel the most at home. I comment that wouldn't that be by the ocean? She says that while the ocean is comforting. My soul has found respite in the woods, by the water. She wants me to sit a boulder and close my eyes. I do and I feel very cold and then very hot - energy rushes through me. She tells me to open my eyes now. I do and I am surrounded by fairies, gnomes and elves. I ask where are we? She says the same place. Only now I am being permitted to see what is always around me. I hold out my hand and this wonderful fairy - dark hair, dark eyes, clothed in green lands in my hand. She sings to me, but I cannot make out the words - yet in the vision I know what she is saying to me because I sing back. Archangel Gabriel laughs. She says that this is part of my path. That I need to reconnect to the woods.

I remind her that in Ohio it is winter. She says no, not there - here. I need to travel more to here. She says that it is time for me to go back. I have much work to do today.

With that - I'm done.

Now that I'm done with this - my eye started to twitch again and I have that feeling like I don't want to be here - but it's not me who is generating that feeling.

My second book is done! Yeah! Finally "Gypsy Magic for the Prosperity's Soul" is up and ready to go. You can take a look here: http://www.gypsygirlpress.net/gypsy_magic_for_the_prosperitys_soul.htm

Now it's time to get on book 3!

Have a great weekend!

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie :)

Things Are Moving Along!

I enter immediately into a swirling vortex. It's strength is such that it is causing my physical body to tremble. I'm not liking it. In the vortex I see nothing but blackness. The air is very dense, hard to breathe. As quickly as it starts, it stops and I'm in my meadow! I'm very happy to be here as it's been awhile. I look over to my right and I see Ted picking flowers. He comes over and gives me a great big kiss - tells me that he has missed me and hands me a bouquet of a deep violet roses. Intermixed with it are orange roses with like a red rim around the tip. He tells me that he likes to come here to think - to sort things out. I tell him so do I.

He goes on to say that he finds what has been happening very confusing and very maddening to him. He isn't sure if he is insane or maybe sleep deprived. He knows what his gut is telling him - that I'm real and out there waiting for him. But he doesn't know how to physically find me and that disturbs him. I tell him that Bill will introduce us. Ted says that he is worried that Bill will not make the introduction.

That is when I feel Bill behind me. He smiles, gives me a kiss and stares at Ted. To Ted he says - my brother, there is nothing that I have that I will not share with you. She is not mine to keep nor yours, but for us to love. Then the men hug. There are tears in their eyes. They sit back down.

Ted rubs his thighs. I'm nervous he says. I laugh. You? Me I'm nervous.

Archangel Michael and Gabriel arrive. Archangel Raphael right behind them. They surround us and tell us to close our eyes. We do. I can feel an intense heat around me. Both Bill and Ted grasp my hands. It is like we are one big energy conductor. I can hear things popping - not sure what. Then it stops. I open my eyes and I'm all by myself in nothingness.

Brigit comes from my right with a sword. I know what this means - Joan of Arc. She hands it to me and says that I have to get back in there. With that she pushes me and I'm on a battle field. Dang this sword is heavy. It takes both of my arms, which are very tired to swing it. I kill a man in front of me, my blade gets stuck in his torso. I do know how much I hate the smell of death. It's all around me. Someone comes up next to me and asks which way - east or west. I can see a vision of men in wait to the east - so I tell him west. I turn to look back at the battle, but it's all gone again.

Then I'm done.

I have managed to get some sleep the last couple of nights. I'm not close to catching up on what I lost last week. But at least now I can function. I altered my flower essences and what stones I take into the bedroom at night. Now that Ted's connection is so much stronger, I don't need anything to amplify the energy. So instead of taking my moldavite with me at night, I'm taking the Ohio Celestite. In my essences I stopped the mugwort. My 3 stone pendant has also changed. Weeks ago I had a dream where I met another who had a pendant like mine - but with different stones in it. My pendant now looks like the one from the dream with rose quartz, celestite and either yellow fluorite or yellow topaz - not 100% sure which is in there yet - but it's yellow. Looks just like the dream - rather eerie. It's very pastel in color.

I can't believe still how many people are listening to the podcast. It just blows my mind.

I'm finally in the last stage before my "Gypsy Magic for the Prosperity's Soul" is finished! I found a couple more things that bug me - once that's fixed - yeah..all done and moving on to book 3!

Until later...

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie :)

Merlin and Two Past Life Recalls!

I enter today into an empty space. Void of everything, a simply blackness, but not menacing. I see a dot of light and I move to it. The dot gets bigger and I am not into the light and there is a person with their back to me sitting on a white rock. I walk past him, turn and it is Merlin. I ask him, what are you doing here? he tells me I'm thinking too much. Huh? He says that I am trying to direct the session instead of letting it flow. He hands me a small round, gold container. It's heavy - as if it is real gold - he says it is:) I open it and there is a gold and white grainy substance. He tells me to wet my finger and them scoop up some of this - place it in my mouth. I of course have to smell it first - no smell. So I scoop it up and place it in my mouth.

It tingles a bit - something like pop rocks but not as much oomph. It dissolves in my mouth - no taste. I do feel some energy sensations passing through my body. I looked at Merlin and asked him what was it. He smiles and says I should of asked before I took it. What's that supposed to mean I say? He comes back with - I'm too trusting, things are not as they always appear. This combination is one that will help my mind relax and let things flow - open up my 3rd eye the rest of the way so that I can really see what is right in front of me. He trusts that once I see that - I will be pushing myself to limits that I didn't think were possible before to move foreword. He vanishes right before my eyes.

My head doesn't hurt as much , so that is a blessing. I'm standing there looking at nothing when I see a reddish glow off to my right. So I go to investigate.

I exited and am at a picnic. It looks to be in the early to mid 1800's. There is a town or county - Middlesex or Middlesussex on a banner. I can see me relaxing on a blanket. I have a baby in my arms. The sun is there - but behind clouds, still a pleasant day. Ted comes over with some drinks in his hands. He sits down, takes the baby. He looks at the child and says - how is my big boy doing today? I tell him Kyle is doing fine. Ted stares at the baby and says - Kyle Patrick Kettering is a good solid name. Ted leans over and kisses me - and asks how mamma is doing. I assure him that I am having a lovely time.

Ted is getting ready to go someplace. His name is Sam, and I am calling him Samuel. Begging him not to go somewhere. He has to pack in a quickness to go to something for work. He doesn't want to leave Kyle or myself but he must. He finishes packing and us 3 climb onto the bed. He holds us both for many minutes. A soft knock on our bedroom door and a I hear a woman's voice tell Samuel that his coach is here. He tells Kyle and I that he loves us both and that he will hurry back.

Kyle and I watch him from the window - but it's odd as I keep seeing him leaving from like a townhouse - in a cobblestone street and then it flashes to the country and I see him leaving from a circular driveway. It won't stop on a place.

I can see Ted getting a letter. He opens it - if I look close I can make out that Kyle and I died in a fire. Ted loses it. I watch him progress over the next years - in fast forward - drinking, being with a long series of women. He is alone - doesn't really care - lets other people make choices for him. He is angry, depressed and bitter until he dies in his 60's - a very wealthy, but sad person.

I'm back into nothingness but I see a rainbow in the distance. I reach it and I look inside. There I can see my son and I - asleep in a hotel room. We look exhausted, but happy. It's a nice room too!

And that's it!

Interesting past life vision seeing that my son in this life now is named Kyle. His middle name was to be Patrick but I changed it.

Last week I couldn't sleep more than 2 hours a night from Christmas Eve all the way to New Years day. During the time I would lie there and my mind wouldn't shut off, I had many visions. One I had of Bill and a past life together that I thought was interesting:

I was a daughter of a very wealthy family who was promised to another to wed. Bill (whose name was Matthew I discover) was very poor, but a hard labor who adored me. We were in love and made plans to run off to get married. On the night I was to meet him, my father had me taken to the man's house I was to marry - another rich man whose combined wealth my father's would make for a handsome purse. Anyway - I didn't show up to see Bill. He thought I dumped him - he had heard I got married, thought that I choose money over him. Brokenhearted - he simply disappeared. I spent the rest of my life married to a man I didn't love.

Now this life precedes all the other lives where Bill is very aggressive in keeping me as "his". Now I understand why.

What was strange (like that wasn't enough) is that I was half in sleep and half not when I had this vision. Bill and I just met in this life (as in 2006) and we were having a PLR. I was first and he sat by and watched.

I tried to do my podcast this morning - but I kept coughing too much so I will try again tomorrow! I'm hoping to have an early night and get to bed soon to catch up on my Zzzzzzzz's!

Hope all had a great New Year's Eve and a peaceful start to the year!

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie :)