A Cool Sphere, Yesterday's Vision and Just "Breathe"!

Mailed off the short script today - we'll see. Those who move to the next round will be announced on Aug 28th. Got back most of my notifications from the contests on "The Black Triangle" - it didn't advance at all. Amazing - a script that gets good feedback (considers or recommends) from insiders, yet can't advance in one screenwriting contest. Could it be because a certain religious group in Hollywood doesn't want to see a story about the gypsies, their plight and suffering come to light? You never know. Never fear though - I'm not giving up, not by a long shot.

The outdoor cat that I always feed, Raisin, stop by yesterday with a banged up ear. He normally loves for me to pet him, but this time he was insistent on having me touch his hurt ear. It was pretty nasty and I wasn't too keen on touching it - so I touched near to the wound. He stopped by later - it's almost healed. Did I have anything to do with that - or was it simply just nature? No idea. But the cat seemed pretty darn happy.

It's the whole scene I described (yesterday) with Bill, Ted and I that is disturbing - including the children. For as long as I could remember, I never wanted children - although there was never any "reason" for me to feel this way. Also - if I'm watching a show and there is harm to children in any way - I either leave the room (if others are also watching) or turn it off. It makes me sick for the rest of the day. Now that I had that vision - I understand both. Why I never wanted children (seeing 20 children killed in front of you is indescribable) or why seeing children getting hurt strikes such a cord. Of course I've had flash visions of the holocaust - and I'm sure that also has an imprint.

My son though, was a very pleasant surprise:)

I tried watching that scene again after my son went to bed. I'll be dammed if I didn't cry again - although not as bad as before. Still had that same gut pulling feeling. I'll give it some time - and I'll watch it again when it's on TV in Aug.

I've got such a heavy feeling in my chest today - a big chunk of sadness that has no place or purpose. Not sure where it came from - but I wish it would go away. Another oddity is the song "Breathe (2am)" keeps playing in my mind. There's a purpose - there always is - now I only have to figure out what. Anyone have the lyrics to this song? It's by Anna Nalick.

I adopted the coolest Russian Astrophyllite w/ Garnet sphere. It just arrived. Such power it has - when I hold it in my left hand it's like a ZING! It appears to absorb heat. After I held it I let my son hold it and he's like "Mom, you made it hot!". I decided to look up the meaning of the stone and this is what I found:

Astrophyllite is a powerful stone for developing powers of astral travel and it strengthens the magical senses and memory, thereby increasing the knowledge you are able to bring back from your astral journeys. Enhances intuition and helps you to understand hidden knowledge, especially the deep, universal truths that underlie most myths, fairytales and archetypes. Astrophyllite is an excellent stone to work with if you feel a need to examine your lifestyle or your spiritual path, allowing you to examine these aspects of yourself honestly without becoming emotionally involved. Raises self esteem and helps you connect with the Divine power of the Goddess or God that exists within you. Meditation with Astrophyllite can help you to recognize new opportunities when they arise in your life and it is especially useful if you need to find new ways of solving problems that you have been struggling with for some time.

So how cool is that? You know what'll be with me come mediation on Monday!

Off to take my son to see "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory" - even if I do insist on calling it "Willy Wonka".

Don't forget to look at the entry below this one and see if you can help the Wild Horse Preservation campaign!

Until tomorrow...

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie:)

The American Wild Horse Preservation Campaign

They Need Your Help

http://www.wildhorsepreservation.com/

Supporters of Wild Horse Preservation noticed recently that they haven't seen the wonderful PSA that speaks out on behalf of our wild horses, playing anywhere and had an idea for "free" airtime. It would be helpful to begin submitting the PSA to college and public radio and TV stations (the audio is very impressive as it stands alone) for them to have on hand to run when they need "fillers".

Virginie L. Parant, Esq.. American Wild Horse Preservation Campaign, responded to this idea stating: Quote: "We have been meaning to cut an audio-only version and any help disseminating it would be greatly appreciated. You can certainly start contacting stations (TV as well) to figure out what format they need."

Is there anyone out there with some time to help them with this project???
Please contact knaustin or Gingerbreadlatte at mailto:knaustin2000@yahoo.com

Those of you who read this blog frequently know that this issue is near and dear to my heart. Anything you can do to help is appreciated.

Crystal Sunshine,
Allie:)

Healing, A Death Scene and Another Breakthrough!

Sit back and grab a beverage...this is going to be a long one.

Where to begin? How about I'll start with Wednesday night.

I'm at the computer working on a short screenplay for a contest - a romantic comedy about senior citizen dating:) When I get a rush of energy from my feet all the way up through my head - and this energy brings on a feeling that I need to stop what I'm doing and enter into a meditative state. I felt that it needed to be NOW. So I did just that, at my desk.

Immediately I saw myself walking through the door in the white complex - I was in the garden. I had on a white flowing robe, my hair was down, and I had a halo of white light around my head. My hair was shinny and had a red tint to it, which it naturally does when the sun shines on it.

I see Jesus and a whole host of angels all in white. I kneel and am given a chalice - I can tell there is someone beside me, but I am not shown who is also kneeling. There is a red liquid in the chalice. I am told to drink it and I know it is the actual blood of Christ. I drink and hand it back - it is then given to the person beside me. For some reason I keep my head down.

Then I hear."Go in peace to love and serve the Lord". I turn around without looking who else was there and walk out the door.

When I open my eyes I had a single tear fall from my right eye.

It feels to me that my gift of healing was expanded upon. That I am able to heal better and with a quickness (if that is what is meant to be for that person). If I think about this experience, of about healing at all, my hands fire up to a high temperature. I honestly do not know what I am to do with this. I know - heal. But -- how?? I can't place a shingle outside my house in the heart of the bible belt and Amish country that says "Faith Healers "R" Us!". I guess I have to wait for more directions.

On to Thursday...

Not much happened in the way of forward movement. But what did transpire is a urgency from Bill. It's hard to explain, so I'll just say that I can sense him reaching out - calling for me. Several times throughout the day - I would catch glimpses of him. When I say glimpse - I mean a spilt second he was there and gone. Like he kept getting interrupted. I kept looking at the empty space and saying to him it would be much easier if he would just CALL!

This was also my husband 43rd birthday - you would think he turned 60 by the way he acted - emotionally, mentally, physically. Of course, he had to fire 3 people when he got to work, so that didn't help his mood. I keep asking the powers that be - why? How did I end up in a relationship with a person who is my exact opposite 95% of the time. The response I got last night - I was told that the last phase, the darkness, has come to a close and I am to begin anew with the highest blessings and love from the Divine - the Lord.

Although that is the message I got - and I know I live with the tar pit of negativity, but I am today better equipped not to get sucked in by his blackness. That I am able to handle this last phase of the marriage. I get a feeling that by this time next year I will be in a healthy, relationship :) I have to be able to deal with his negativity because the work I am to do will put me in contact with the negativity of society and I need to be strong. If I cannot handle my husband - then I can not handle the world:) So, the conclusion I get is to why we got married was to make me a stronger person and to have that wonderful lamb chop of mine. That kid is by far the best thing in my life and I would do the hell of the last 13 years over again just to make sure he was born.

I don't discuss my marriage much because unfortunately, there isn't much to talk about. You can't help a person that doesn't want to be helped, no matter what potential you see inside of them. We're just two people on two separate paths who happen to have a wonderful kid we both love and adore.

So enough said about that.

Are you still with me? Good - cause there's more!

I want to get to today's medatation. But first just a moment of background info:

I love movies. If a movie catches my fancy, I'm up to watching said movie more times than a "normal" person should (can you say original Star Wars - saw it 100 times in 1977) and I only get emotional the first few times at the correct time (E.T. go home - by the 4th take I could watch with a smile on my face).

Okay - so I watch a movie back at the end of 2002. At the end was a death scene - by far - the best death scene I have ever watched. Not only did the actor have it down (and this actor is a pro at dying, since he meets his demise in a majority of his films), but the music was soul-bending, the fight scene spectacularly choreographed, the sequence was perfect and the other actors were superb. I cried like a baby. I mean CRIED! It was embarrassing - thank God no one saw me but me!

I know - what movie? I want to tell you - but I keep getting a "no". So maybe later.

Anywho...I've watched that particular scene hundreds (yes - I said hundreds) of times - every darn time I cry like a baby. It's a hurtful cry - like someone is reaching inside and pulling out my soul. My brain knows it's a movie and that these are actors playing roles. But the rest of me cannot seem to grasp that concept.

On to the meditation:

I can see Ted as a priest and myself a nun. There are about a dozen children with us and we are trekking though the woods. By the way we are dressed, it looks to be in a life either right after Atlantis or during this same time - but after we fled Atlantis. No one is talking - we are using our hands to talk. We are trying to make it through undetected. I get a feel that we are part of an orphanage that the church wanted destroyed - including us - for the gifts we had - we were looked upon as being children of the devil, of evil. Even though that wasn't the case.

We are surrounded by a band of warriors/knights with swords and bow & arrows. Their mission is to kill all of us. Ted puts up the fight of his life, trying to defend everyone. He's struck, again and again, but he keeps on fighting. Children are dying and he is just trying so hard to save us. Out of no where comes Bill. He too is dressed like a priest or maybe a monk, but he has a sword in his hand. He joins Ted in helping to defend.

Ted finally gets the hit that sends him down. He dies in my arms saying how sorry he is for not saving us. I try to reassure him that he fought with honor - no need to be sorry. He says that he has always loved me - I let him know the same and he dies.

I grab his knife and am able to stick a man who was battling with Bill. But then another gets Bill and down he goes down. I'm doing what I can to help the children - but I'm no match. The men watch me go to Bill. He dies the same way as Ted, in my arms, saying the same words.

The men decide to have some fun with me before they kill me. As I'm being raped - I can see Bill and Ted's spirits with their arms outstretched. In a split second, I am there with them as I watch the men physically kill me.

The feelings and emotions I had during this meditation are the EXACT feelings/emotions I get when I watch that death scene. Now I know why that scene is so hard for me - it reminds my soul of this past life. No wonder I cannot stop from crying. Everything I sensed during that meditation was if it was happening in the present.

Now that I've put two and two together, and I know I'm right by the energy rush I had, I have to watch that scene again to see what happens.

Until tomorrow...

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie;)

A Knight, My Gifts and my Sis is in Town!

My sister is in town from Calif., so I have not been able to do much of anything this week except visit:) Already she is tired of LA (moved in Sept 2004) and is ready for NYC (where she's wanted to live since childhood). Not sure what she's going to do or how she is going to do it as I don't know anyone in NYC to hook her up with (like I did for LA) - at least not yet.

I haven't been able to meditate - but I've had some interesting visions just the same.

I thought that the locked door from Monday's meditation was about Bill (or should I say I hoped). But it's not - at least not directly. While on my walk yesterday morning I could feel Archangels Michael and Gabriel at my side. I heard a voice say "she's ready" and then I found myself at the door in the white building. I turned the handle - opened it and walked into a beautiful garden. I could hear myself think how beautiful everything was - but what does this have to do with me? I heard: "Gift".

So then I have to ask "What does this have to do with my gifts?"

That's when a gentle breeze pushed me out and the door closed. Then I heard the same voice say that once I figure that out - I will be allowed to enter again.

It reminded me of the Garden of Eden - a place of heavenly creation. It dawns on me that this could have to do with manifestation. The way I see it is that manifestation is the art of creating so the garden of creation has to do with my gift of manifestation. I also caught a glimpse of a massive crystal structure - my feel is that it is where the Akashic Records are stored. This could be in accordance with my gift of prophecy. If this gift is something new - it hasn't come to the surface yet.

What else could it be? I've already discovered the two above plus healing. Of course, I'm far away from reaching my full potential.

During my walk this morning, I could sense that someone was following me. I kept looking around to see who it could be - but there was never anyone there. I figured since I'm on a longer walking path and it's new - that maybe I'm just jumpy. But no - there was someone there, at least in spirit. I was watching the ground as I walked, when something shiny caught my eye. I looked up and there before me was a bloody knight - British - with a sword in him that I recognized as belonging to Joan of Arc/me. Needless to say - this sacred the crap out of me - but in a flash he was gone. As soon we he disappeared, a van passed me that said "Knight Cleaners" with a picture of a suit of armor. Coincidence? There is no such thing. But I'm still searching for what the message means.

Another oddity about seeing the knight this morning was the poem I wrote last night:

In the silence of the night
Love stays still
For he stands proud -- noble
In wait for his peasant girl
To bestow upon him the one thing
That the no Queen or Princess can deliver
-- A love that transcends time.

For in her eyes
She sees the humble servant
He craves to be to her
No honors
No fame
No knightly feats.

Just a man
Who wants to show her that she can become
So much more than she thought she could.

When I got home (at 6:00 am) my phone rang once at the same time my dogs started to bark at nothing and the cats took off like a bat out of hell. The I hear "Allie" and it was Bill's voice. I never saw him - but everyone else did.

Until tomorrow...

Crystal Sunshine,
Allie:)

I Hit A Wall and So Much More!

I didn't seem to get very far in today's session.

The first imagine I received was of Bill sitting and looking at a stack of papers. I couldn't see what was on the papers - but he kept shaking his head back in forth as if he was in disbelief and had tears running down his face.

I then flashed to my son, crying and me trying to comfort him. Jesus is behind him and surrounds us both with white light. My son jumps into my arms and gives me a big hug.

I move to Ted, laughing and shaking hands as if he just closed a new deal.

Then I go back to Bill and he's pissed - slamming down the phone and throwing things around. He has to start a new project that he does not want to do.

I hear Jesus say 'before the next calendar year" - no idea what that points to.

I see myself writing and fulfilling orders for the books. My calendar is packed full of events, including a panel and workshop.

Then I come to a large white wall (reminds me of the white complex I always find myself visiting in dreams) with a door. I try the knob and it is locked. I'm trying to get in and I hear a voice tell me that I'm not supposed to know yet. Be patient - that this is a surprise worth waiting for.

And that's it:)

Book is moving right along. Waiting for the other parts to come together and it's still on the agenda for an Aug release:) I was working on my Gypsy Girl Press web site under the "Upcoming Books" section. This is what I wrote down:

2005

Gypsy Magic for the __________'s Soul Series:
Romany Books Of Spells, Sachets, Oils and Incense!

Gypsy Magic for the Lover's Soul
Gypsy Magic for the Prosperity's Soul
Gypsy Magic for the Family's Soul
Gypsy Magic for the Dreamer's Soul
Gypsy Magic for the Healer's Soul

2006

Trinity: A Personal Quest for Soul Mate Reunification

The Goal Sourcebook: Metaphysical tips and a yearly plan to help you reach your goals.

The Black Triangle: An adult historical story based on my screenplay of the same name, about a gypsy woman who struggles to reunite with her lost love but must survive her growing feelings for an SS officer while in service to the Nazis in Munich during the holocaust. Based on actual events.

Shadows of the Soul: Book 1 in the young adult series featuring Kyra, a gypsy teen who is able to bridge two worlds as she solves a mystery to save her father from death.

Boy - is that an energetic list or what? 2005 - no problem. 2006 - some prayers and free time will do nicely:) My goal for 2006 is to at least get 2 done. The other 2 will have to wait until 2007.

My sis is home from Calif for the next two weeks. It's interesting to hear who she has met at the Polo Lounge. It ranges from former First Lady Nancy Regan, to Faith Hill to Ringo Starr. Every day seems to bring a new adventure.

I can't believe how stinking hot it is today. At 5:30 am I went out for my walk and then it was suffocating. Grrrrrr.....

Until tomorrow...

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie :)

A Face Mask and Hot Butter.

Here I am sitting with a face mask on debating whether or not to go to bed, when a strange feeling stirred from within. It's hard to describe - so bear with me. In the center if my chest, in my heart charka, it felt as if I had a counterclockwise (or clockwise if I'm looking down at my chest) swirl of hot, creamy butter that sends a wave of calm over me. But the calm passes much too quick and I'm left with anxiety/nervousness in its place. This is the second time today that this has happened. I know that this has to do with Bill - but I don't know what or why. The answer sits on the tip of my tongue and I'm helpless to extract it. Like so much else that is going on with this side of my life - I can feel the answer, but I can't grasp it. Very frustrating. There are times like now where all I want to do is bang my head against the wall until something jars loose. Of course - I hate pain - so this wouldn't last long. All I can do is to pray that something comes to the surface -- and soon -- not only for my sanity, but for Bill and Ted too.

And on that note -- I need to get this crusty mud off my face and hit the sack. Maybe I'll have a dream that will reveal an answer or two?

Until Tomorrow...

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie;)

A Map, Me Naked and Atlantis!

Oh good God - there are no PICTURES of me naked! I want people to come back and read this blog - not run off and join a convent! So get your mind out of the gutter:)

I sat with my three crystals and my healing wand in my hands. I also listened to see who else would want to join me - an Amblygonite (for peace of mind - release chronic dissonant thoughts) and Petalite (quiets heart and ease nerves) jumped up and wanted to go!

I entered into what appeared to be clouds - very soft, very comforting. My heart was beating like it needed to win a race - I took a few deep breaths and stepped through the clouds and onto a beach. The sand was white, the water a bluish/green. I used to arrive at this place continuously when I started my meditation - but now it's been months since I've been back. In the distance I see my large crystal clear pyramid waiting for my presence - if I choose to do so.

I look down and realize I'm naked! This was a first - I'm usually clothed. I took advantage of the freedom and waded into the cool water. I come back out and wave my hand down the length of my body - I am now in a white, silk robe with a hood. I leave the hood off and make my way towards the pyramid.

Off to my right, I see an opening in the tree line. I move to investigate and discover a small private nook. It is a half circle in shape with purple and while lilacs all around. Lilacs are my favorite flower and mingled in between are carnations and then roses rounding out my top three favorites. The scent is soooooo wonderful! Behind the flowers there is a tall hedge, so this place is very private. In the center stands a very large clear crystal, with slots on the face of it. I realize that I have stones in my robe's pocket. I place the stones in to 4 of the slots: Laser Twin Quartz, Kazakhstan Strawberry Quartz, Brown/Bluish stone from the beach at Malibu and a Large Double-Terminated Quartz (all which I actually have). Nothing happened. I placed both of my hands onto the crystal's face and a beam of light came from above into my crown charka, through my body and into the crystal. The stones & the crystal light up.

Now before me a holographic image comes up of a beautiful place full of flowers, crystals, people and merchants. I know that this is Atlantis. Like from the original Superman movie with Christopher Reeve, a talking head shows up - and it's me. Talk about a shock. I am being told, by me, that great things will happen - that they are about to happen and many people will try to discourage me from taking my destined path. But I must ignore the naysayers and do what is right - for myself, for my son and for mankind. I am told that there are ways to determine who tells the truth and who does not. That I will be able to tell in the present who the traitors were from Atlantis and that they are trying to spread their evil once more. There's a bunch here I don't remember...but then she/I chime in and say that I have the right idea about the stone pendant - but I'm still off. I ask how. She/I says that I'm smart enough to figure it out. Leave it to me to be a smart @ss even if I am a holograph! It dawns on me that what I need to use to wrap the stones isn't silver, but copper. She/I smiles. I ask if all of use need the copper. I am shown silver, gold and copper intertwined around one another and then around the stones. I say "your kidding?" I/she says "no" and then quickly adds "you'll figure it out you always do."

Then Clive joins "me" in the holograph. There is discussion about a map - a map to Atlantis. I am shown a brown leather-bound, very old, dusty book. I am then shown a large building that was once a church/temple now a library. I've seen both several times before. But I am told that the answer is not there - but the confirmation. Clive proceeds to tell me that in order to reach this step, we must all be together - in the holograph now there is also Bill, Ted and Cindy. The map is in my head - in all of our unconscious waiting to be extracted. That if one of us meditates - and it doesn't matter who, but we ALL should try - we can draw the map. No matter how crudely it is drawn - we will know where it is located in this world by comparing it to an old world map. We can then figure out in modern times where Atlantis is now located. It's like if each of us draws something - that if we put the drawings together we come up with the full map. The pieces will work, but if we can all contribute, it will be easier.

Can't remember what happened next - but I wind up in Bill's arms, in the present. I see Jesus off in the distance, he waves and sends light our way. Then I wake up.

Well, now I know why the artistic side of me has awaken. I appreciate art - hell, I LOVE art. But I've never been an artist - stick figures has always been as good as it gets. But lately, I've really been surprising myself with my son's colored pencils. I had better keep practicing if I'm going to be able to draw any sort of map.

I still have that feel of something major - but nothing has transpired as of yet. Strange though - I keep getting a vision of getting an important fax. This would be odd since the number of faxes I have gotten in the last six months I can count on one hand!

Somewhere in my house lies two self-publishing books. Both thick and yellow. They have just vanished! I have looked everywhere. Sure I have enough books to open my own library (you can never have too many) and they are here, there and everywhere. But it's an organized mess I tell ya! I think that some spirit is having a joke on me. You cannot miss these books - you really can't! I hope that they show up very very soon!

Until tomorrow...

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie:)

Dreams, The Bathroom and a Guy Named Alan.

Dreamtime was a bit surprising last night.

It started with visits from both Bill and Ted. But my son kept getting cramps and waking me up - so visits were very short. Don't remember a thing - just that they happened.

I move to a setting where I am with my best friend Jane -and a few other people who I am assuming we are friends with. She is taking her time to do something - I am itching to leave. She tells me that if I'm in a hurry to get my @ss to the car. I don't want to walk the six blocks by myself. We end up getting into a physical fight. I finally say that I will go and ask the group of people for someone to come with me - they all say no. I promise them that I will not speak the entire trek. Finally a woman with shoulder length dark hair says she'll go. She dressed kind of like a punker. I tell her that I will pay her $50.00. She likes it. We are about to leave when I have to go to the bathroom. I tell her I'll pay her another $30.00 to wait for me. She agrees.

I run inside and find a clean bathroom (most of the time in the last few years - all bathrooms have been disgustedly dirty in my dreams and I've not been able to go. If I did go - I was disgusted) it was white and very sanitized smell and appearance. I pee'd and it lasted a while - I thought to myself that I really had to go and that I've been holding for far to long. I finish up and push the door to walk out of the bathroom....

....and I enter that same white complex that I saw Bill/Ted in almost a year ago and then a politician - I'll call him Ed - about six months ago. There are celebrities around everywhere. But I keep seeing a famous guy - I'll call him Alan. He has on jeans and a long-sleeve light blue shirt. Him and another famous dude - his man shall be Willard - were talking to people about their new project. Willard had a camera in his hand and kept taking pictures of everyone - including me.

I pass another male famous person - he has curly hair - I think it looks funny - he is running towards his pregnant wife. A few other celebs and then I enter into the same auditorium where I saw Ted and the some friends exit come in a dream from last year. The place is jammed packed. As I'm moving to find a seat - along the far side is Alan - he is staring at me. I mean very intently. Our eyes lock - he sits down and I make sure my seat that I can see him. He talks to someone to his right and it's my sister. A person sits in a seat that blocks my view so I stand up.

Alan is gone but my sis is looking at me. So I'm yelling - what? She motions for me to come over. I leave the auditorium and move through the hallways towards her seat. There is a woman there in an al white band uniform taking tickets. I know that I need a ticket - but I also know that I won't be stopped. And I wasn't:)

I round the corner and see Alan with a large bag of potato chips in his mouth dodge into a corner store (this is still inside this massive complex). I see sis and she tells me that it took Alan only one look at me to know that I was the one. I tell sis but I'm not - you know that She replies - he says you are the one he's been looking for all his life. I tell her that I'm not physically attractive like those blonds I saw him in a magazine with. She tells me that she doesn't think he gives one hoot about my appearance - he's in love with my big brown eyes.

This is when Alan comes out of the corner store holding the chips in his mouth, bottle of wine under his arm and two foot long subs in his hands. He has on an Amish hat (a hat that an Amish man would wear) and a fake bread and moustache. He winks at me and motions with his head for me to come along. I realize that he is in disguise so that others will not bother him. I smile and run to catch up to him. I place my hands on his arm - and then I wake up.

Throughout the last several years, I've had many dream with Alan. It was mostly me staring at him to try to figure out why he's in my dream. We never made contact - (or almost really) until this dream.

After I got up - I kept seeing a scene play out that Alan kept telling me that it was him - not Bill - who I should be with and I kept trying to convince him otherwise. He was getting very upset and aggravated that I would not see this his way.

Last night I ordered my ISBN numbers for the books and joined SPAN (Small Publishers Association of North America). Hope to finish the Gypsy Girl Press web site this weekend. I'm almost done with my part for the gypsy love book and then off to the editor it will go this weekend and then it will get formatted next week.

My poor dog Indiana Jones - you know, the one who is always ill - had his last 4 teeth taken out yesterday. My poor super snoop. He's only 7 but looks 15. But now no more abscesses or infections in his mouth. I saved him as a pup and he had I think - Provo (sp?) - which should have killed his little butt then. But he survived and one of the side affects of him living was to lose all his teeth. Eventually he'll have seizures - but I hope its awhile. Poor Brodie was depressed all day until Indy came home:)

I've been taking the flower essences now for 21 days and I must say they have worked like a charm! I've been more focused and centered. The essence for my cat Trouble has also worked as the spraying is down a lot. Essences are designed to take about a month to work. It doesn't matter how much you take during the day - as long as it's every day and you are consistent. At the start of Aug I'm going to switch to another part to adjust - not sure what - possible healing or psychic gifts. I'm also going to try some Chicory for my son to try to tone down his emotional neediness, clinging and his demand for excessive attention (by being destructive).

Back to work I go!

Until tomorrow...

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie:)

This One Sent A Chill Down My Spine...

This session was very - very odd - sent a chill through my spine at the end. The stones I used today were a Boulangerite included Romanian Calcite and a Hedenbergite included Russian Beta Quartz, along with my stone and crystal healing wand.

I entered and waiting for me was a guy named Charlie. He looks at me and asks - don't I know you? I smiled and said, sort of. He replies - "Wasn't I at your wedding?" I said yes. I introduced myself. He mentions that I married Bill. Big smile on my face. He then asks about my friend Cindy and how to get in touch with her. I told him to go back to the original web site. Said it wasn't him that got the information, but a friend and she is out of town. I tried to tell him how to find Cindy on eBay - but it was weird because it kept coming out as a whisper. I then told him my web site - to go there and email me. I will send him the information he seeks. I made him repeat the info a half a dozen times as he walked backwards and then just disappeared.

I then turn to my right and I'm suddenly in an outdoor cafe. I know instinctively that I am in New Zealand. Surrounding the cafe looks to be a towns square. In the distance - maybe 50 yards, I can see a large round fountain. I'm walking towards a table and a couple of women approach me and ask if I'm Allie. I reply yes. They ask me to sign their books. It shocked me, but I did it anyways and then got my picture taken with them. They asked a few questions and then they were off.

I arrive at the table and it's Bill sitting there. He kisses me and says, "I can't take you anywhere". He laughs and then says - "The Kiwi's love you". He mentions that he wants to go horseback riding.

The air is cool - enough for sweaters, jeans and boots. We dismount on a lovely ridge - overlooks a massive river (although from where we were the river looked small). Some talk about how beautiful this place is. He grabs my hand and gets down on one knee. Immediately, tears flow down my face. He launches into a speech of love, friendship and eternity that would have made Attila the Hun cry. Then he takes out this gorgeous emerald, diamond and opal ring, which he designed, and asks me to marry him. I of course said yes immediately! He placed the ring on my finger and ...

That's when I was whisked back home - in Ohio - to answering the door in the middle of the night. I'm in my PJ's and half asleep. I open the door and it is a police officer that I know from my son's preschool (his daughter went there too). I ask if there is a problem. He opens his mouth to tell me when....

...there is a knock at my office door (there is a HUGE rule - don't bug me if the door is closed), it pulled me out of the meditation immediately. I say "what" and the door opens - it's my husband.

Now how freaky is that?

He came to tell me that he finally got my new stove installed - this thing is a beauty! I can't wait to use it:)

Back to my husband - had a disturbing dream about him last night and now this - I warned him to watch his back this week. Other than that - there isn't much that I can do.

The book "Gypsy Magic for the Lover's Soul" is almost done! I'm soooo excited:)

I was just contracted to write numerology forecasts for a company in the UK that deals in wireless technology. This means that their clients can download my forecast on their cell phones, PDA's, etc.... How cool is that?

I reserved my Gypsy Girl Press biz name and have the web address: gypsygirlpress.net. Numerology wise GGP is an 8 Expression, 7 Personality and a 1 Soul's Urge. In a nutshell, the name invokes trust, money, spirituality, knowledge and success. I think anyone who wants to start a business (or change their name) should consult Numerology. You would be amazed on how right it can be!

Back to work I go!

Until tomorrow...

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie:)

Joan, Atlantis and the Unborn Baby!

What an interesting session! I don't remember all - but here's what I do.

I entered as Joan of Arc, I was in some sort of ceremonial garb. I was talking to an aid in French - I have no idea what was said cause as Allie - I don't French (at least not yet). I'm down on one knee and talking to the King I believe. He taps both of my shoulders with a sword and I stand. Next thing I know I am in bed with Ted (as the priest). He is commenting on how much passion is inside of Joan. I can see back when Ted and Joan met - she was helping a peasant family in England - something about injustice and Ted was there. She spared his life instead of death. From that second on he was smitten with her/me. Joan is up walking around her room, naked, Ted is in bed. My cleric, Bill, comes in and I stand there and chat with him - still naked and not the least bit embarrassed. He tells me that someone is on their way up to see me. Ted jumps out of bed and needs to sneak out now.

I can see Bill, Ted, Clive and I in present times in a church or temple that was converted to either a gov't building or as a library. I've been here before in on of my meditations. We are looking at a very old book and discussing how Atlantis is in the Adriatic Sea - this has also come up before. I see a light to my right and I exit.

Enter into Atlantis. I'm applying a mixture of mud, flowers and oil to the small of a woman's back. I watch as the mud is being made: our helpers take mud and apply it to crystals. Once the mud is dried and the energy from the crystals are transfer into the mud - the mud is flaked off. When it is mixed with the oils and flowers, it turns into a paste again to be applied.

I then flash to the present and watch, Bill, Ted and I enter into the room where we, as the high priest and priestess, centuries ago hid the Atlantis time capsule. We each are wearing a pendant -- made of 3 stones! I just got the significance of my 3 stone pendant! Anyways - we are holding hands and hum 5 notes over and over. Bill approaches me (in the real-time astral plane) and he startles me. He laughs at my surprise. I ask him does he see us? He grabs my face and replies - more important is that I see YOU right now. He gives me a wonderful, soft kiss on the lips and fades from view. I see a light over my shoulder and exit.

Now I am in my meadow with Jesus. He is pleased to see me. I ask him if all the changes that are about to come my way -- will they flow smoothly? Will negativity and hate be kept at bay? Will my son be okay? He smiles and says yes - all will be Divinely blessed. Jesus tells me that I am Divinely loved and kisses me on the forehead.

Then I wake up.

On a separate note - remember the woman who is brain-dead and she came to me and asked me to send her and her unborn child light? When I did that and surrounded the baby with protection - I noticed that she was a "she":) Read in the news today that the cancer has stayed away from the baby and that it is indeed a girl:) They are planning on delivering her soon!

I decided on Gypsy Girl Press:) Has a nice ring to it!

Until tomorrow...

Crystals and Sunshine!
Allie :)

Joan, Atlantis and the Book...

I started to gather my notes last night for the Bill and Ted book. I have little scraps here and there - a few words scribbled down on my calendar over the years. It's going to be a bigger task than what I thought - not that it will sway my mind into not doing the book. I now know though that I need to be more organized and focused to get it all done.

Writing all the little fillers now for the gypsy magic book. Things like tips for spellcasters, how to prepare for magic and so forth. Still looking at a Aug release date:)

There's been a debate recently on if the 2nd "Y" in "Gypsy" is a vowel. The 1st "Y" is - but the 2nd I'm having a problem with. Why would this be important? Because I'm trying to think of a name for the publishing company and I want it to Numerological jive:) Leaning more towards "Gypsy Girl Publishing" or "Gypsy Girl Press".

My past life as Joan of Arc keeps coming to the forefront of my thoughts. Lately I can feel a puff of a cool breeze like you would find in a castle. Or I get that horrible whiff of death. Flashes of meetings, battles and her life in general go before my eyes. But they are more slivers of life than anything else. Nothing that I can legibly put together -- yet. I did hear today from Connie (she stops by here a lot) and she is in the South of France -- I'm really quite jealous. Here is a portion of what she wrote:

"I am having a wonderful time here in the South of France. They love you, Joan of Arc, here. There are so many statues and monuments in your honor. I wish I could tell them that I know her incarnation in this lifetime, but they'd probably look at me crazy."

She probably right - they would look at her odd and take her temperature to she if she feels well:) But of course she could always nudge people to this blog. Then they can think that I'm just nuts and not her:) What I wouldn't give to see all of what she wrote - it could possibly trigger a whole slew of memories. I really need to see someone who can help me pull the memories to the forefront. All the ones I would like to see I'd have to hop on a plane to do so - it's going to be awhile:) Until then I hope I can uncover more on my own.

I was reading some about Atlantis today, and discovered that the Larimar stone is also called the Atlantis stone - as it is believed my many that Atlantis is by Bimini and the only place Larimar is found is in the Caribbean. It got me to thinking - my healing wand has a large Larimar egg on one end and a few pieces of the stone around the base of the wand. When I meditate without the healing wand - I either have a very limited recollection of Atlantis or none at all. I instead explore my other lives (and future). So tomorrow I'm going to make it a point to sit with my wand again and see what happens.

You ever have a feeling that something BIG is about to happen in your life. Some really BIG and life changing? That's the feeling I have about the rest of July. I don't know what - when or how. But whatever it is my life will not be the same come August. It's aggravating to know but not "know".

Speaking of knowing -- I hear my son getting into something I KNOW he should leave alone!

Until tomorrow...

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie;)

Damn that Bill -- My Big Toe!

I went through most of the day today with nothing more exciting than a semi-blistered right little toe. I had gotten a new pair of walking shoes the other day and I decided to break them in on Thursday. Well - OUCH! After I finished my 2 miles, my little toes were just throbbing in pain. I put band-aids on and went about my day - thinking nothing of it. Friday came, my left little toe - back to normal...but my right - almost. So what does my little right toe have to do with any of my spiritual development? Nothing...everything. Today it felt like something smashed into or on my right toe - I was sitting down at the time so I knew that I didn't it do anything. The pain in my toe grew - I looked at it and right before my eyes the blister grew and turned red (like there is blood inside). This thing is now killing me. So what happened? What always happens when I have an injury that I cannot explain - Bill or Ted. My money is on Bill - he has more banged up body parts than areas that have never been injured. I REALLY wish he'd learn to chill a bit so I could quit getting hurt.

SIGH

A couple of hours ago I had a flash vision of Bill, Ted and I going camping. It was really funny - as Bill and I are experienced campers (I LOVE to hike and camp) and Ted is well - prefers more luxurious accommodations. The scene I witnessed was Bill coming back from fishing and handing Ted the fish to clean. Ted dug right in - but I thought he was going to blow a gasket! Ted actually got further than I would of since I am a wimp:) Good thing I was taking care of the rest of dinner!

Then the vision flashed back (but it was in the future compared to today) and Bill arrived at the Polo Lounge at the Beverly Hills Hotel for a meeting. My sister Nicole works there (she actually does right now) as a hostess and seats him. He asks her if they've ever met. She replies that he must have her confused with her older sister. She walks away and he starts in on his meeting. However, he keeps his eye on her and that's when it dawns on him - she looks like me, but thinner. He has put another puzzle piece in place.

In time we'll know if either of these visions manifest themselves - I hope they both do!

Until tomorrow...

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie:)

A Surprise Visit and a Mysterious Folder!

This session felt like me looking into the future - but then with a surprise taking me out of the moment:)

I arrive in Bill's office - he is behind a very messy desk looking at gallery proofs of his recent pictures. An assistant (I think) comes in and hands him a thick file folder. She mentions that he should look at it. He asks why? She replies it will be of interest. He has her leave it on a stack of papers and she leaves.

I watch the day fast forward, the sun set and the moon rise. He is at his desk putting some finishing touches on a project. He looks to his right and under a stack of work he sees a corner of the file folder. He light up a cigarette and grabs the folder. He flips it open and takes out a handwritten note with very pretty handwriting. The file contains my blog. He unlocks a drawer and pulls out what he has printed on my blog. He reads while he smokes. I move behind him and place my hands on his shoulders and massage. I can feel the energy pouring from me to him - his eyes get a bit of life back in them. I can tell that he can feel that I'm there by the slight smile on his face. He mumbles to himself - what am I going to do? After he smokes half a pack - he picks up the phone and makes a call.

He is now on the back patio of his ex wife's house. She mentions that someone else obviously knows that he is Bill. What is he going to do about it. He shrugs - comments how it is not fair to drag me and my son into his crazy life. What if he brings me in and I hate his life - I'll pack up and leave him broken hearted. She says that he knows better than that.

Fast forward a couple of days and a man arrives to Bill's office. Bill asks what did he find out. This man gives him the low down on me. His ex shows up. The man leaves. She asks Bill - what is he going to do? Again the whole crazy life story. She says that he is full of BS. She starts to yell at him that he's been lonely and wanting me for years. Now that he knows who I am and where I am - that he should do something. They argue. She picks up the phone and says either you call her or I will. He says - you wouldn't dare. She stares him down. He knows that she would.

Off to my right I sense movement. I look over and it is Ted! I look at Bill and then back at Ted. He smiles and asks - can you see me? I reply - yes. I'm really in a state of shock here and Ted flashes that killer smile at me. He comments that I've been wanting him at the same level as Bill - and now he is. He grasps my face in both of his hands and lays the softest kiss on my lips. He kisses my neck a few times and by now - quite frankly - I'm toast. No really - I am. He tells me that I had better get used to seeing more of him. He then looks over at Bill and says - had those papers arrived on my desk, there would be no hesitation.

I hear a large "boom" from behind Ted and he just disappears and I wake up.

Interesting session - but much too short. I had figured that Ted was at the same level as Bill just because of the energy I have moving through my body.

I'm going to do my best today to catch up on the comments left behind on the blog - but I'm way behind schedule. Today my little trooper went to the doc for his 5 year old check-up, complete with 3 shots. The kid was tough - much better then his mom!

After my son woke up this morning - he comes teetering into my office and says:

"Hate makes people sad mamma and that isn't good."

He's so darn smart!

Until tomorrow...

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie:)

9 Crystals and What a Difference!

Boy - where do I start with this one? Instead of the usual 15 - 20 min, this session lasted 40. I don't remember all...

I normally surround myself with 3 crystals. Taking a cue from the last session, this time I did 9 - and wow - what a difference. Then instead of sitting with my healing wand, I held in my left and the stone from Malibu and a piece of Moldivate. My hands felt as if they were two infernos. I could feel the sweat just pouring around the two stones.

As soon as I started - I called in my guides and angels as always for guidance and protection. I could tell that my vibration rate was way up. I entered into a group of clouds and then to the first class section of a huge airliner (looked like a new airbus). Looking from 1st class back towards business and then coach - Ted and his girlfriend were sitting on the left - Ted in the aisle seat. Her seat was reclined a bit and she was watching out the window. Hair was down and light makeup. He was leaning back in his seat - eyes closed. The flight attendant asks him if he wants another drink. He hands her the empty glass and says yes. He is drinking gin and tonic - a departure from the dark beer he loves.

They both look worn out and thankful to be heading home. There is a tension between them. His eyes look horrible - so empty - so sad. She leans over and asks him if he is still going to introduce her to a friend of his - he says of course. I can feel that he can tell she is only using him for what he is not caring really who he is. But on the flip side she makes him feel young and desired. But no matter what kind of excuses he makes - he is still lonely.

I move in front of Ted into an empty seat. I lean over the top and stare at him. He looks right at me - or it appears right at me. I hear him whisper - "Where are you?" His g/f looks over and asks "What did you say?". He half smiles and says nothing. She closes her eyes and falls asleep. He closes his eyes to sleep too - after he sighs and looks out the window. My hands are so hot now that they hurt. I get that I am supposed to send the energy into Ted. So I hold my hands out and I can see the energy move from me into him. His eyes are closed and he stirs. A smile slides across his face - he has the most amazing smile I've ever seen. He mumbles "I miss you".

Now time seems to fast forward - like you see in the movies. My hands are still out - the energy is still pouring in. But with the acceleration in time they are off the plane, grab a cab, he drops her off at her place, he goes to his place - sorts through some mail - makes a call to his oldest child (they fight) - looks around the empty flat and tosses a glass vase against the wall. I jump back to the present and I take my hands away from Ted.

The angel Brigit arrives. I stand in the aisle. Hurtling towards me is a very large sword. I dodge it and it lands in the aisle. She tells me to pick it up. I don't want to go - she says that I have to. I pick up the sword - it's heavy. I look down at myself and now I am dressed like a male knight - fit for battle. I follow Brigit to the back of the plane and through the clouds.

I exit on a battle field with a large man coming after me. I raise the sword and we battle - God this thing is heavy. I stab him in the chest - he goes down. Another charges at me from the side. I pull a large knife from a sheath on my hip and fling it at the man - it enters his head. He dies. I retrieve the knife. The sword is difficult to pull from the dead man's chest. I have to put a foot on him to pull it out. The smell of death his everywhere and overpowering.

I realize that I'm Joan of Arc. I look at Brigit and I tell her that it was her who was my (Joan's) messenger from God. She nods. The Archangel Michael steps up and says he too was a messenger from God.

A soldier comes up and says that the north has returned and that the moor is secure. I tell him to send the men to the south in the morning and then turn East by nightfall. He nods and leaves.

I'm now in a chapel - praying - in front of an altar. From my left, my cleric, Bill, approaches me. I don't remember much of this conversation. But I tell him that I will not be returning home. He asks why. I say because when we turn east I will be captured and then killed. He says not to go east. I tell him I must - too many people are depending on it. My life for many - not a difficult choice and a sacrifice I must make. I tell him that once I am captured he must go into hiding - for they will track him down. He says no - his place is by my side. I beg him to please reconsider - in fact - I command him to reconsider. He says that if he wishes for him to do so - than I should turn east on a different day.

Cut to me in bed with Ted. Remember - he is a priest. He is very gentle and loving. I ask him if God will send me to hell for sleeping with one of his servants? He replies - did I not just do the same? Are you not a messenger from God? I smile. He says that no matter what the church says - that he knows God is all loving and forgiving. That we are in hell now - so there is no reason to worry.

Brigit arrives and tells me that I must go. So 'I" lift myself from "Joan" and with one last look at the sleeping couple - I follow her into a mist.

I arrive in Atlantis. I am in the center of 9 crystals - outdoors. The moon and stars shine bright. I'm going into a mediation (in the middle of this meditation - very confusing) and I can see a slide show of different events - me healing people, Bill, Ted and I having a good laugh over something, moving crystals to change the light patterns in my home, some more things I cannot remember and then a strange hairy beast - reminds me of bigfoot - charges at me. I'm startled out of my meditation and there is a beast coming right at me. Out of nowhere - Clive jumps in front of me and slays it. He extends his hand and helps me up. Asks if I'm okay and I say "Yes". I see a light to my right - I know that I am supposed to enter it.

I arrive in Bill's bedroom. The blinds are drawn - it's daylight out but he is sitting in the dark in the middle of his bed. Around him are drawings of me and pieces of paper - looks like copies of my blog. I climb on the bed - his head turns as he watches the bed move. I sit in front of him. Looking at him - I tell him that I love him. Tears are in his eyes and he says that he loves me too. I'm shocked - I ask, can you see me? He reaches out and touches my face and replies - I always can. We kiss - I can feel his mouth, his hot breath, his tongue as if my physical body was right there. I am caressing his face, tracing my finger down his cheekbone. He asks me to come to him. I tell him I can't - for him to call me. He shakes his head - he's unsure. I ask him if this is how he wants us to meet for the rest of this lifetime or would he prefer to have my physical present. He smiles - we both know the answer to that. I tell him again to call.

My hands heat up to the inferno temperature again. I place my hands on him and send him a wow of a healing light. I witness the energy going in - I can see it travel through his body - and then out his crown to surround his body.

There's a knock his door and that jolts me right out of there and back home. I wake up.

Whew....told you it was a lot.....

I think that the 9 crystals is the way to go from now on. The poor stone from Malibu was so hot when I was done that I think it welcomed me letting go.

The poems haven't gotten much further - life keeps getting in my way.

I did decide that I am going to write a book about my quest for Bill/Ted and my past lives - in diary form. I put most of what happens in my dealings with the two in this blog - but not all. In the book, I will put all. If for nothing else to get my story out and to let people know that if this happens to them - they are not insane.

My son - bless his heart - knows all about Bill. Well - what a 5 year old can perceive anyway and he picked up on things/events without me breathing a word. He sees a picture of Bill on my computer and he is staring at it. I ask him if he wants to tell me something and he nods his head. He comes up to me and whispers into my ear:

"The colors in your mind is Bill."

I must admit - he shocked me.

Until tomorrow...

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie:)

A Perplexing Nighttime Visit!

Last night I had a visit from Ted. It as about 2:30 am and something awakens me. I open my eyes - I'm lying on my back - and there he is floating right above me. His green eyes staring right down into mine - about 2 inches away from my face. This startled me and quite frankly - scared the crap out of me. It jolted him too - by the look of surprise on his face. In a flash he was gone. I tried to go back to sleep - but there was a feeling - a memory trying to resurge from dreamtime. I could tell that it was important and that it was about Ted. But alas - nothing came forward except the sense that he and I just completed a dream visit before I woke up.

Instead I kept hearing the faint whisper of my name. I sat up and looked around. Hubby was snoring himself a new log cabin and the kid was cuddled up with his stuffed dog -- fast asleep. I keep hearing my name - barely - so I walk around the house thinking that maybe I'm having a "Dr. Doolittle" moment. I know - how far fetched is that? But hey - stranger things have happened. Checked on the animals all snoozing so soundly that if a burglar came in - I doubt they would have known.

So I head back to bed. I'm drifting off to sleep and I can feel someone nibbling on my neck. I know I'm not imagining things cause the base of my neck is the one spot that if kissed gently - I am puddy in your hands. So -- I KNOW when that area is touched. Husband - sawing logs - not him. So I lie back on my side - this time facing the hubby - just in case. I can feel my neck being kissed again and a tongue being flicked across my spine all the way down to my tailbone. It dawns on me - Bill. How I can feel him through the astral plane is beyond me. It's unsettling and exciting all at the same time. If he can reach through to me this way - than I must be able to do the same. So I whisper for him to stop - as it's now 4:00 am and I really need to get some sleep before my alarm rings at 5:00 am. He must have complied - because I didn't feel a thing afterwards and fell to asleep. Which is good as if he would have continued - my butt would have been taking a very cold shower at 5:00 am instead of taking my walk!

Back to Ted for a sec....I saw some recent photos of him last night and he looked like the same hell I saw in my vision yesterday - in fact - he had on the same clothes. I had hoped that his current girlfriend would help him feel better about life - but it doesn't look to be the case. Man - his choices in dates has not been a good track record in his life thus far!

I have about 6 new poems started - but they are each only 1/2 way done. When I would get about a 1/2 of the way - a new thought would pop into my head that had nothing to do with the current poem. So we'll see if I can get them finished today.

My hands are on fire today. The heat is unreal! I keep sending healing energy to various people in hopes that my hands cool down a notch - so far all they are doing is getting hotter. I may have to go outside and place my hands on the dirt in order to ground myself. This could alleviate some of the heat.

I know that yesterday my tone about Bill and Ted was rather down and in the dumps. It's not that I am not grateful for the connection - I am devotedly grateful. I also know how incredibly blessed I am - I am truly and completely thankful. It just gets very frustrating. Especially since I know (intuitional not factual) that Bill has looked at this blog and he has put two and two together. Another lesson in patience for good ole Allie.

Until tomorrow...

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie;)

I'm Emotional Today and it's not PMS!

I entered into a real-time astral plane - meaning I'm one step removed from the real world, but I can see reality and if the people I'm around is in tune just right - they can see me. This is how I think I can see Bill and sometimes Ted visit me :)

Anyway - I walk into an office and see Bill. He is staring at the computer and reading a bunch of papers in his hands. I move towards him - he cocks his head to the side as if he feels I'm there. I can see that he is looking at my web site - the blog has been printed off and is in his hands. His ex enters. He asks her how long has she known? She answers not long.

He sighs. She asks what is he going to do. He shrugs. He wants to pick up the phone and call. But he's worried about interrupting my life. She comments that she feels I want him to interrupt my life or I wouldn't have printed the blog. He smiles and says that she's probably right. She tells him not to be a chicken shit.

While this is going on I'm yelling at him to call me. He keeps rubbing his ear lobe. The louder I shout the more he rubs his ear. I see some movement off to my left. It's the angel Brigit. She wants me to come with her. I don't want to leave - I want Bill to call me. She smiles and says it will all work. The Divine is in motion. I'm trying to talk her out of it - but then she says that Ted needs me.

I walk through the light and there is Ted. He's in a hotel room - looking like hell. He is on the edge of his bed, fiddling with his fingernails. His eyes are withdrawn and haggard looking. He wants to smoke - but it is in a non smoking room. I can see drawings of me on his bed. I look at them and say to Brigit "Oh God, he's at that stage." She nods yes. She goes on to say that he needs reassurance that he is not crazy. I laugh and say I'm the last person who can give reassurance. She hugs me and says for me not to sell myself short. I'm the glue keeping these two together. If I leave - they will exist only as a shell. I take a deep breath and move beside Ted. He glances around like he can feel I'm there. I tell him that what he sees is truth - that I exist and that we will meet soon. That once I meet Bill - I will meet him. He gets tears in his eyes. I hear him sigh and say that he is tired of waiting. Tired of suffering. I reach out my hand and touch the top of his - he looks down as if he really felt my touch. He smiles. There is a knock on his door - a voice calls that it is time to go.

Brigit says we have to go too. I start to move towards the light we just left - back to Bill. She grasps my arm and says no. Another light opens up and we enter.

I'm now in Atlantis in front of a bathing pool - outdoors. Brigit smiles and me and disappears. Two young women remove my gown. Naked - I step into a wonderful warm pool of greenish/blue water. Same water that is in my cave. I look up and the sky is full of beautiful stars - the night is so clear I can see it all. The two women start to bathe me. It feels really relaxing. But I then think to myself - why can't I have two young men bathing me? Next thing I know - Bill and Ted are there and say they heard my call.

Next thing I know I'm dressed and sitting in the center of 9 crystals - their points are all turned into me. I close my eyes for meditation and the crystals "activate" and I can feel intense beams of light from all 9 crystals streaming into me. I can sense that the stones/crystals that I am looking for in today's world, materialize around me. So I open my eyes and everything disappears and the crystal deactivate. Clive walks up to me and says that Athena wishes to see me:) He kisses me on the forehead and says that I will get the hang of things:) I start to get up and I can hear a deep voice say "Not now". A strong force pulls me backwards and I wake up.

Every time I discover a new fragment - get a new memory and see Bill and Ted - life gets just a bit harder. How many days do we all have to suffer being apart? Our souls may be eternal - but our bodies, our hearts and our minds are not. I'm tired of hurting - they're tired of hurting. When will that break happen? When will that next step finally be set into motion? None of us know - we can only hope and pray that today is the day. What I wouldn't give to receive that call.

Before you ask - yes - I did sense that he saw my blog. I had the same over emotional, knee buckling reaction as I did when I first discovered who he is to me. Thank God this time I was sitting down:)

Until tomorrow...

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie;)

Inspiration and a Shift:)

You know how when a shift happens in your life - you can tell - you have that "feeling". Well - had a major shift today, but I wasn't the cause of it and neither was Bill or Ted. I should be angry right now - but instead I feel happy and free. Strange how life works:) As things happen here -- I'll let you know. But for now let's just say that things are working out for me.

I've decided to add to my psychics scam board - but this time for dead beat clients. I'm listing all the info I have" name, email, city, state and zip - plus what they owe me. I'm tired of working my butt off and getting ripped off. So I'm going to fight back and let other intuitive people know who not to help. Each person gets a warning about what they woe before I post them. So they have a chance to clear their name. Thus far - everyone I have contacted has blown me off. Doesn't ANYONE get karma and the threefold law? Whatever you do to someone comes back to you three times over. I hope someday people wake up!

Gypsy love book is scootin along just fine! Yeah!

I had some inspiration today - I guess Bill was up late writing some poetry. He must of found his muse:)

Under the full moon,
We lie awake.
Not speaking.
Not touching.
Not moving.

Will you tell me what's wrong?
Or do I have to guess?
I'll be back, I promised I would.
I let you go once,
Long ago, on a meeting of chance,
When we were both so young.
We're much older now,
Much wiser,
And I won't make the same mistake twice.

I take a deep breath and turn to snuggle in.
Will he put his arms around me?
Or pretend that I'm not there?

I have my answer,
In the blink of an eye.
He pulls me closer,
And whispers,
There's no such thing as good-bye.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

The smile on her face
Lights up the room
All who enter can feel the energy
Of her return.

I take her in my arms
And kiss her with care.
She raises an eyebrow,
Smiles,
Reaches and grasps my face.
Our lips lock in a fiery swell of passion.
Her kiss is needy.
My kiss is hungry.
Nothing matters now but the fire that burns within.

We take a deep breath, and look around,
No one stirs,
Not even a sound.
Where did everyone go?
We hear a car pull away.
Our energy was enough,
To send them quietly away.

The smile on her face,
Lights up our room.
And soon I will feel,
The energy of her return.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

Lightning flashes,
The rain falls hard,
I get the call,
The time is now.

I am stuck on the road.
Can't get to her now.
Lines are down,
Electric is out.
She's trapped at our house,
Sweat pours from her brow

I can hear the pain in her voice,
The fear in her tone.
But she tells me not to worry,
Our friends are still there --
Still there in our home.

She screams,
A blood-curdling sound.
I ask.
But there's no doctor around.

There's no stopping,
The life that's on its way.
No amount of lightning,
Thunder,
Or rain,
Can stop her this day.

I hang onto every word.
Every noise.
Every drop of silence.

I hear a voice cry --
A head,
One shoulder, now two.
A scream --
Then silence.

I yell -- I need to know what's going on.
My love grabs the phone.
Through her cries,
I realize,
That our bundle of joy has been born.

Our baby's little cry,
Filters through the phone.
It's like an angel talks directly to me.
For the second time in my life,
God has sent me one from above.
Another love.
Another life.

Two angels now occupy my house,
I am blessed.
Truly and divinely blessed.

I'm on my way home.
As fast as I can.
I just made a decision,
No more will I allow my job,
To let me roam.

I belong at their side--
Every day.
I owe them my love,
My life.
They need to know how I feel.
How much I care.
Before God calls one of his angels home.

Copyright © 2005 by Allie. All Rights Reserved

Have a great day!

Until tomorrow...

Crystals and Sunshine!

Allie :)

Chest Pains and on the Brink of another Breakthrough!

Last night I started having some chest pains. I'm having them again this morning - but they just started (when I started to talk to my husband) and I've been up a few hours. I can't imagine if I am having panic attacks or if there is actually something wrong. In the last 10 years, I've had two heart stress tests with the last a few years ago and they were fine. Part of me thinks that one of the guys is having a panic attack. Or maybe it's my soul, who knows more than my stupid human brain will allow, that is excited about something and I'm unconsciously having panic attacks?

I can barely remember having a visit with Bill last night. I know that we were deep in conversation - on a blanket - with the sun streaming down on us. I was laying in his arms - all snuggled up. Then off in the distance I hear dogs barking. I know that they are my dogs and I'm about to wake up. An unseen force rips me from his arms - he knows too what is happening and jumps and grabs onto my hands, he is struggling with all of his strength to keep me there. He's just screaming - NO! I get ripped from his hands and I wake up...to my dogs barking. It's 4:13 am. I wake up with a killer of a headache and tears streaming down my face.

I go down to find out what's going on and there was a cat fight outside our house. The dogs are very fond of a cat that hangs out at our house - so they were only doing their dog job to protect them. But darn it!

I come back to bed and I can feel the chest pains again as I'm falling back to sleep. I don't remember reconnecting to Bill - though I get a feeling I did. He's so vivid today in my mind's eye. Well - he was the last two days as well. I can see his face no matter where I look. I also keep getting more energy rushes. A new development for sure - but I'm not positive what happened.

As you know I have many stones/crystals here:) I normally can sense who wants to hang out with me for the day. Today I have a Sugilite and a Hedenbergite included Russian Beta Quartz. The Sugulite is to being my psychic powers to the forefront of awareness and the Beta Quartz helps to understand visions. So who knows what will happen today?

Of course - I just thought about something. I watch the show "Charmed" last night. My 2nd favorite show:) Anyway - I've never watched the very 1st episode. But instead of flying through the TV channels, I watched all of it. I'm aware that things are brought to my attention for a reason. I was trying to think what could be the purpose of me watching this episode. I then realized that the 3 sisters have their powers bound when they were young and they needed to do a spell to release the powers. These powers will grow stronger all the time after they are released. Anyways - I thought what if that is part of our problem? Bill, Ted and mine? That while we were in Atlantis, where we already knew about reincarnation, we bound our powers/gifts until the correct lifetime came around for us to have our gifts again. I think this because in our previous lives together, after Atlantis, - our gifts were not utilized.

So I said a very short spell as I was sitting at the dining room table. I wasn't sure if anything happened or not. But then it was that evening with the chest pains....maybe my body adjusting to the gifts I just unlocked?

I can feel things, sense things, that are right on the tip of my tongue. I KNOW they're there - but I can't bring them out. It'll drive me crazy today - but this is usually what happens when I'm on the brink of another breakthrough. So I guess I'll hold on tight and see what happens?

No poetic inspiration last night or today so far. Bill must be lacking his muse!

Until tomorrow...

Crystals and Sunshine!
Allie :)

Very Vibrant and Alive!

Today's session was like no other thus far. This one is hard to explain - but I'll give it a shot.

I entered into a white cloud it seems and Bill was standing there waiting for me. I was surprised to see him, but he was not surprised to see me. He kisses me and tells me that he loves me. He grabs my hands and I comment that I was going to send him light. He smiles and says he dos not need it any longer. He no longer needs healing. The white cloud disappears and we are in my meadow. The birds are chirping and the butterflies & dragonflies move all around us. Bill says he is fine - more than fine - as his prayers have been answered.

To my right Jesus appears, along with Archangel Gabriel. Jesus smiles and wants Bill and I to face one another - and still hold hands. Jesus' hands (that are out in front of the sides of his body - like you see them in statues) and he waves them inwards - to the center of his body. At that moment, Bill and I, our souls come partially out of our bodies and merge into a spiral that moves up, over and surrounds us. The energy I have coursing through my body is indescribable. I can feel a pure and vibrant love flowing through me and it feels so right - so healthy.

Our souls go in reverse and reenter our bodies. Jesus comments that it is done. I don't ask what's done because it honestly doesn't matter. Gabriel kisses us both on the forehead and the two of them shimmer away before our eyes.

I look at a Bill and say that Ted needs us. He agrees. He is willing - even eager - to find Ted. This surprises me. We walk a few feet into the meadow - I get a sensation that Ted is right there - but I don't see him. Bill feels the same. I look behind me - no one is there. I then hear a voice telling me to wave my hand - so I wave it in front of me (Like I was cleaning glass - from left to right) and the scenery disappears. Instead there is a window where we can see Ted in a trailer - he is lying down and it looks like he has a headache.

We send powerful rays of light and love to him. He responds immediately by sitting up and looking around. He doesn't see us. But he smiles -