OBE, Odds And Ends and My Weekend!

So what have I been up to? Well on Friday I was a working fiend - it's was nice, been getting some things done. This weekend my son was supposed to be with his dad - so that I'd be able to concentrate on the OBE outline. But -- the little dude got the flu Sat night and came back home. But speaking of OBE - my OBE blog was given the JanesGuide stamp of approval for quality and originality. Good stuff:) Needless to say - my traffic is up and I HAD to get my OBE stuff done - just have too! And somehow I did get that OBE stuff done. The goal with this book right now is to get it to a publisher such as Hay House or Llewellyn so I'm trying to make what I have publisher "friendly".

This past weekend - despite getting the OBE stuff done - rather sucked. My son was nice enough to pass off his sickness to me - luckily I have been keeping it at bay (barely) - my computer has not been Allie friendly at all since I installed Norton 2009 and Sean -- is no more. Oh he's alive, there just is no chance of a me and him developing. It's okay - he has his path and I have mine. And I guess mine is going to continue to be date-less for awhile longer.

I think Samantha made a prediction that I would get attached to a new stray cat and I think it is because of a past life. Well - "little black kitty" (although he is not that young I suspect) has been coming on my porch for several months to get food. Usually he would eat and just hiss at me. The past couple of days he's been staying on of the cat houses on the porch. He was staying in Raisin's home - until I think there was a fight - now he's in the other one. He's letting me pet him somewhat. Poor things has an upper resp mess going on. It's eyes are very goopy, one was gooped shut today and it has stuff coming out of it's nose. It allowed me to wipe it's eyes a bit - it was enough so that the one eye would open. No hissing today. I'm hoping he lets me work on him some more. This time I know it's a him because he hasn't been fixed. I was thinking of naming him Salem because he's black. We'll see - hopefully he'll trust me enough and I'll have the money to take him into the vet. But in the mean time I am adding Vit C to his dry food and garlic to the wet food to try to build up his immune system.

I've been on Live Person most of the day today - and probably will be tonight. I had planned on being on Keen - but with my son home from school I thought it best not to do phone readings - ya know:)

I mentioned on the podcast today about Angel Food Ministries - a good place to go for quality food at cheap prices. Income isn't a factor and they do take food stamps. I picked up my December food last weekend. All quality stuff - not top shelf - but it'll do nicely.

I have decide to move my OBE blog from Blogger to Wordpress. This will enable me (I believe) to have all OBE/sexual stuff in one place. I've been working on it most of today - and I admit, I'm pissed. I've gotten everything on the WP blog to work - except the ability to add plugins to the blog. It keeps coming up as an error - so I don't know. I have to give myself some more time to look it over.

I know that I have plenty more to write - but right now I'm just brain dead. Stress I think....so I'm going to go play the x-box with my kid and make supper.

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie :)

Will, Vincent And More!

It is so drab, dark and rainy here. Yucky - Yucky - Poo. Seriously.

The meeting of Santa Friday night went well. My son was so excited - just waving and jumping up and down to the Santa. He wanted to go say hi to him again this year. Santa was approaching us and I could tell he wasn't going to say hi to my son again so as he was right in front of us, I smacked his elbow and yelled - Hi Santa! He turned and shook my son's hand. The kid was on cloud nine for the rest of the freezing evening. It was so cold out - but he was so happy he didn't even notice.

The weekend was cold - but went well. I got some work done on the horror story - but not much. Robert is here bugging me to get the OBE outline rewritten. Andrew happens to agree with him -- and Paul just sits back and smiles. Paul smiles a lot. Last night he was in a dream of mine. My son and I were on this ultra luxury private jet. It was decked out. We were being shown around - when the pilot wanted to show my son the cool games on the plane. While they were doing that, I took a turn and ended up at this mini bar. Seated there was Paul. He looked at me and asked - how do you like it? I told him it looked great - pretty comfortable and appears to have everything anyone would want. He smiled - said Good - get used to it. I woke up. The image of the inside that plane stayed with me after I awoke. It was a white interior with blue trim. Besides that dream - I tossed and turned all night. By the time I did get out of bed I was pooped.

But back to the OBE book. As I was working on the outline I thought of a killer second book dealing with orgasms and sex. The 2nd book has Oprah and The View written all over it. I already have a title and actually I saw the whole workshop tour unfold before my eyes. It was so fricken cool. But I have to get this book done first. Mums on the title for #2 or what's it all about - one thing I will say it's good:)

Over the weekend I came across my old diary from high school. In it I found my old musings about moving to Asheville, NC. I always wanted to live there - been there several times and just loved the warm feeling. No matter where I went I felt a surge of positive energy. As I was reading my diary - for some reason Will popped into my head. Once there - he stayed for most of the day. He acted like a comforter, his energy being comforting, but not invasive. Later on that evening as I laid down to go to sleep, I felt him calling me into a session. I went and sure enough - there was that willow tree right by the river. Will was leaning against it, smile on his face. You look good - he said. I am good - I replied. Are you happy, Will asked. For the most part - I said - if tinsel town could get from 1st gear to 2nd, I'd be a lot happier. Will laughed. That's the way that part of the world works, he murmured, you either live with it or you don't and walk away. There is no in between. Well I guess I'm stuck - aren't I? He chuckled - sure looks that way. Go to sleep - Will said - and we'll catch up later. And that's what I did - went to sleep.

Vincent did stop by today and tell me how tired he is. I know he's tuckered out - which is why I haven't been pushing to make any sort of connection this last week. I could tell he needed some chill time - and could still use another week or two. But I told him that if he needs me - all he has to do is call.

There have been a ton of new people who have found this blog over the last two weeks. Seems that people are confused on who is what and if anyone is actually real. So here's the skinny for the newbies - everyone is real. I don't make anything up. If there is a connection to another person that I do not physically know in this lifetime (as in Will, Vincent, George, Bill or Ted) I confirm what I sense with a couple of other people before it ever makes this blog. I'm the type of person where something has to happen to me many times over before it causes a blip on my radar. And then I still need some sort of confirmation. SO what I write here are not elaborate fantasies to entertain you. If that's what you're looking for - you need another blog. I write what I do because there are people out there who have occurrences like I do - not exactly the same - but similar. Plus I know (intuitively wise) that Bill, Ted, Will, George and Vincent have al been to this blog at least twice. I also write so that they can find the blog - and compare the experiences to their notes.

Quick rundown:

Bill, Ted, George, Will and Vincent - soul group
Andrew, Paul, Robert, Jezell, Iris, Brigit, Ethan - spirit guides
Sean - new friend who Allie is fond of
Tracey, Sky, Gab and Maria - my psychic posse

And that's that.

I added Sexual Coaching to my list of services (and no, that does not mean I sleep with you) along with 2 new tiers of coaching - One Time Coach and One Week.

My sister is in New Orleans - I hate her (not really) she's having a great time......

Back to work I go!

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie ;)

Dream Visits, ADHD and Greedy Readers!

It is so cold here -- so fricken cold! My son and I were bundled up so tight in the way to school this morning. This evening we're supposed to go downtown to see Santa. This will probably be the last year we'll do this as most of his friends don't believe in Santa - I'm just hoping to have it last a bit longer. Last year when we went down town he was yelling his heart out to have Santa say hi to him (he walked right in front of us) but Santa never did. He was so heartbroken. I tried to tell him that Santa hears everyone - even if he can't respond to all. That seemed to make it okay. But just the hurt look on his little face.....

Did I tell you that his doctor said he was ADHD? And wanted to shove (of course) a bunch of drugs down his throat? The doctor and I argued about the meds for awhile - he wrote a prescription and I threw it out on the way to my car. I'm not sticking my kid on meds - I flat out refuse. I watch his behavior and know what sets him off - when something happens I change things. For example - he's really into Xena (yes, the Warrior Princess) now. We watch it at dinner time. But last week I allowed him to watch it 2x before school. I found out that those days at school he was too wound up and ended up on blue (color scale - green, yellow, blue , and red ). So - no more Xena before school (along with no x-box and computer). And - he went back to being on green and a yellow.

The teacher is supposed to be giving me weekly update - but of course she isn't. However, my son is being a big boy and telling me what's going on.

I have no idea where this week went. No clue. I can't believe it's Friday.

The spiritual show treatment is done - as far as it stands now it's good to go. So this weekend it's horror flick time. Man, I'm such a wimp. I have some scripts to read, to get a feel for horror, and then the outline to do. All to be done during the day. I probably will never go and see any of my horror flicks - not a one. So when you go to see a horror flick - what scares you the most? The blood and gore - or the mental drama? I'd like to write a flick that really @ucks with your mind. More mind messing up and less blood.

The whole movie - TV scripts is basically on hold until after the Sundance film festival in Jan. No more headway can really be made on anything until next year.

Of course - maybe I would really like to work on the OBE sex book this weekend. I wonder if I can split my days into doing both?

I had a really funky dream the other night. My son and I were in this huge house - I mean it was pretty big. And it was our house. There were construction workers all over the place - updating it. I was on the second floor - in the kitchen (there was a kitchen on each of the 2 floors - connected by a back staircase and a dummy waiter). It was all stainless steel - so nice. I thought to myself - I wonder how my son is doing - playing with all of the hidden doors and secret passages. Sean (he would be the new guy mentioned in the last entry) was on my mind. I was having a hard time trying to figure out if he was here in the house with us or was he in the dream visit that just ended? It was really bugging me. As I was going to go see if he was around - someone wanted me to come over to this huge loft (which at one time was the ballroom) that overlooked the Great Room. This was to be my office. We had to plan out where everything was going to go so that I had the correct electrical plugs and so forth.

Next thing I knew, I was looking for Sean, but I was now outside. My son was on the back patio. I glanced over to my right and saw this big red tent - inside was a blow up bouncy ball set that kids and adults alike can go in - bounce around and dive into the balls. I thought to myself that I'd like to get Sean in there and bounce around with him - lol. I looked up in the sky and I saw the moon (it was day light out), a large bright star up diagonal from the moon, and under the moon a planet that look liked Earth. But I knew I was on Earth - so I couldn't figure out why I was looking at it. I called to my son to hurry up and come here - I wanted to show him this formation. As he was running towards me, the "Earth" moved counter clockwise to the 15 min position and stopped. We just stood there going -- wow.

I never did find Sean. Which - BTW - he has let me put his name in here - hence why the poor guy has dropped the "new guy" label. Another week until we meet - I'm looking forward to it. We have a lot in common. Had a little more OBE fun yesterday.

You know - I get so many emails and hits on my OBE sex blog. People want to know more about this - crave info. I still want to do a radio show with a OBE sex theme - but I can't wrap my head around what it's going to cover. Any thoughts?

I was not one of the winners of the Start Up Nation contest :( Didn't even place. But at least my little meter said I was hot:) Thanks to all who voted for me.

Indy is still here driving the cats crazy. I have to laugh -- he really has had the last chuckle with these felines.

I've been thinking about about going on Keen & LivePerson - I should say carving out the time for it. Why? Because I am looking through what they are changing and damn! Some are $4.99, other's $9.33 and even other's $20 -- that's a fricken minute! Talk about doing it for the money and not to actually help people. Boils my blood it does (I'm talking about people who charge $6.99 and up). Hell - at $1.99 or $2.33 like I charge I think it's a lot.

Better head back to work -- have a great weekend.

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie :)

Bill, Vincent And Someone New!

Interesting turn of events the last 48 hours. No - none of my scripts have been bought. But I did meet someone. This past Wednesday when I was on the Maria Show show - she had mention that for the next ten days was an excellent time for Taurus's to meet someone new or to progress with anyone whom they already met. Well I met a man online back in October. He knew basically what I did for a living - but not all of it. Over the last two days, he has been well versed in what I do and has spent a lot of time reading both this blog and the OBE sex one. And he hasn't run away. In fact, his curiosity is peaked. So we'll see what happens. It's just nice to finally meet someone who I'm attracted to and they "get" me. I honestly believe that this has never happened. But any ways - I was rather surprised at how easy it was to roll with the conversation once I lowered my defenses. Wouldn't you know it - he's a Scorpio - the sex sign of the zodiac. How fitting is that? He's also very creative and has a host of psychic/healing gifts that he hasn't uncovered yet. And no - he doesn't live here in Wooster (what were you thinking - seriously) but he is in Ohio.

I tried an OBE sex experiment on him and he reciprocated later on. I of course, I chatted about it in the OBE blog. It's also very nice to have found someone who can give me almost instant feedback on OBE sex techniques.

Also - Bill popped back up in dream time. I had expected Ted. In fact - I remember a glimpse of him last night - but that's it. Bill though, his dream visit is very vivid. We, of course, were in a crowded place. But this time the crowd was off to the right. Bill sat at a table with a young boy - both had tears in their eyes, but didn't cry. I could hear off in the distance that they were talking about Bill's mom and she had just passed away (in the waking world she is very much alive). His blood shot blue eyes could of burned a hole through me - he looked at me with such an intensity.

He suddenly gets up from the table, takes his shirt off, and starts to throw things into a tall moving carton. Back and forth he goes from a pile to the box - just throwing things in. I walk up to him and tell him he'll be okay. I'm behind him, grab him by the shoulders and massage his shoulders and upper back. He is so tense - he allows me to do this for only a few minutes and says he has to get back to work. So there he goes again, throwing more stuff into that box. I'm trying to talk to him, but he won't listen. He's all wound up and rambling to himself.

Finally he stops - looks at me and said: I believe you -- about our connection. I just stared at him. He grabbed me, hugged me tight and said: I'm sorry it took me so long.

That dream visit stopped and I shifted to Vincent. He was on a bus, it was the middle of the night in NYC and he was eating spagettios straight from the can. I asked him why doesn't he get something better to eat - he can afford it. He replied that he doesn't have time. He's needed and he has to go. I asked him when was the last time he has a decent nights sleep. He shrugged. It doesn't matter - he said - I can't do what I want to do. But why not - I asked. Because too many people depend on me - he replied. I watched him get off at the next stopped. He looked so tired - like I've been just bone tired.

Over the weekend I have to work on a treatment for a reality spiritual show that my manager and I have been tossing around. It was mentioned in passing to someone now they would like to see a document with the idea on it. We'll see - it's a good idea if I do say so myself. So the OBE sex book will get pushed again if I can't finish the treatment today.

Back to work!

Have a good weekend!

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie :)