Will, 8:12 And The Carnival!

8:12. That's what I saw on my clock yet again this morning:) Got it....I'm holding steady on my affirmations. I know that everything will work out -- even if it doesn't seem that way right now. My guides gave me another message today. On Keen there are people who like to "bomb" a members account. They do this by staying on the phone for little over a minute and then leaving horrible feedback. This feedback brings down the score of the advisor and usually new clients take a few days to come to you. Well it happened to me. Last week - on the 20th, two people (although I FEEL it's the same person with 2 id's) called - did more talking then me, hung up and then left horrible feedback. So on Monday & Tuesday when I was on Keen, I had maybe 2 or 3 calls both days - all the while people kept clicking on my listing and draining cash from my account. So -- anyways today -- when I logged onto my account, I went and looked at the listing that got "bomb". When the feedback popped up - all of the good feedback showed up and the two lines where the bad feedback was listed - was blank. Then a few second later they were visible. So my guides were telling me to focus in on the positive of the other scores and not the negative scores. That's what I have been doing today and I've had some pretty good new clients.

Most of my encounters with Will are telepathic. We have had plenty of dream encounters and sex - but most of our connections are telepathic (like today in the shower - wink, wink). So when I do have a dream visit with Will, it really stands out as memorable. Last night/this morning was such a time. We were in a group of people, outside, and he had on a beige winter jacket with a baseball cap. I'm on the other side of the party (this for some reason was at a carnival) and I'm looking around while I'm talking to some guy who just going about his money. That is when I see Will -- at the same time he sees me. I don't even say bye to the guy I'm chatting with to make a bee line to Will. Our eyes never leave one another. I'm standing in front of him and we're both smiling. "Hi" I said. He just keeps smiling. Then he just grabbed me and hugged me tight. He kept saying that he was so happy. I told him -- I'm happy you found me. He didn't say anything - if fact he got really shy and didn't want to show much emotion. I then said -- I'm happy you found what you were looking for. With his head down and turned away from me he nodded. He wouldn't let me look into his eyes.

He turned and looked at me and I could see what he was trying to hide - his eyes were brimming over with tears. He grabbed my head and kissed me. Soft at first, but the longer our lips were touching , the more intense the kiss got. We finished kissing and our heads turned so that my right cheek and his left cheek were touching one another. I could feel a wetness on my face so I pulled away and a gallon of tears just came crashing down between us, soaking us both. I asked if he was crying (and it was apparent that he was, his face was drenched) and he said it must be me -- as he turned to dry off his face.

My mother and I head over to talk to an old teacher of mine from 6th grade who was also my b-ball coach -- he are sitting on a game booth that isn't operating, along side this blond woman. In the row before that game booth, I see Will sitting on a platform, on a stool. I told my mom to go on over and I'll be with her in just a second. I run up to Will and he hugs me tight. I ask him if it's okay if I kiss him in front of people - he's like, of course it is -- and he lays a big one on me:) He talks about how happy he is again -and he then says that he had searched for me for so long and he's just so happy that he found me. He's been looking for lifetimes. He hugs me tight and kisses me again.

Next thing I can remember is he and I talking again and he's saying that the blond lady had some health concerns for me. I'm like - I feel fine, what can be wrong. He said she said that I'm pregnant. I laughed and said there's no way. It's been so long since I've had sex I might be considered a born-again virgin. We laughed about that. He said, but really, she said you're pregnant. I said - maybe in the future - but not now. I don't have any children - he said. I know, I replied.

I see Will a few more places at the carnival - he talking to people or playing a game. Any time we see each other we hug and kiss. We are both very happy and that happiness exudes from every pore of our being.

Last place I can remember seeing him is in the workout room in a hotel. The room is round. And he's on a machine working on his arms. I see him and throw my arms around him, he dips me and kisses me. He tells me again how happy he is. This hotel is also a residence. I remember knowing it was the Waldorf, the Towers. I was surprised I knew that even though I was inside and not outside the hotel.

Then I woke up briefly and tried to go back into the dream but it wasn't going to happen. I figured Will woke up and had to get out of bed.

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie :)

812, Ted And Positive Thinking!

812. That's the number I keep seeing in the morning. Last Wed and then yesterday and today, I would walk into my bedroom after my shower - that's what time it was: 8:12. So I looked it up to see what it may mean and this is what I found: Continue your affirmations for abundance, as they're making your dreams a reality. Keep believing in miracles.

Works for me. As I mentioned yesterday I am working hard on thought control -- and I'm doing really well with it. If any negative thoughts pop in my head I am able to pop them right back out. And I feel really good now - the energy around me is very positive and productive.

Several months ago (sometime in the spring) I was reading an article about a guy who started a business. It seemed like a good business and I had a vibe that it would do well for him if he really put the time into it. More than that, I felt that this guy was a all-over good guy and I thought to myself -- I hope I can meet someone like him! Well -- I did just that. Actually - I met him, the guy from the article. He feels to be a nice person - kind and genuine. Who knows if this will develop to anything past friendship, but he's a good person. So I hope to keep him in my life regardless if he's a romantic interest or not. And before you ask - yes, he has read this blog -- and all of the other blogs too. He does have an open mind -- and I did tell him to ask any questions he wants, I'll answer. It should be an interesting chat. At least he lives here, in Wooster. I don't have to drive 30+ minutes to get to him.

I've noticed that when I do practice positive thought control, I am blessed with meeting new people. I'm always blessed with meeting new people, but the people I meet when I'm positive seem to reflect me (as like attracts like) so it's a great exchange of communications. I'm surprised though on how many people I meet on MySpace. I do not have a lot of extra time to email or keep up correspondence of any kind, yet people still find me on MySpace. Amazing.

Brigit came to see me today during a brief mediation that I did. She welcomed me and asked me to follow her. I did and she pointed to a large round window and told me to watch. I went up to it and I could see Ted throwing things out. Boxes of stuff with items just haphazardly thrown into it. The house was a mess. It looked like a hell of a fight went on recently. He had his back to me throwing stuff in a box. He stopped, rubbed his lower back, stood up straight and turned around. That's when I saw his face. It looked like someone threw something heavy at his left cheek. It was swollen and black and blue. He had a cut on his forehead - over his right eye brow. His eyes were blood shot and he just looked a bloody mess. I placed my hands on the glass and leaned. He turned right towards me. He didn't see me - but he kept staring in my direction. Brigit said - he senses your presence. Tears trickled down Ted's face. He stopped looking at my direction, wiped his tears, took a deep breath and took a box out of the room.

I looked at Brigit who said - he's finally had enough. He sweeping out the old to usher in a new life. He has felt your light and it has healed him. Don't give up on Ted -- he's never been at a lower spot and you are the only person who can get him through it. His soul feeds off of your soul - but not in a harmful way. Keep positive and not only will your life alter, but so will his. Never lose sight of the end result, It can be too easy to get lost in the what if's and the details. You're going in the right direction. You all are.

And that was that.

It is good to hear that Ted is getting things straightened out. He's long overdue for a fresh start. Fingers crossed that this new start doesn't land him in a bigger hole - I'll remain positive that it won't:)

Will is always close by my side. I can hear his voice acting like my muse. I'm grateful that we've been able to shift his powerhouse of energy into creative workings instead of only telepathic & dream sex. It makes my days much more productive.

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie :)

Dream Visits, Bill, Change And An Interview!

Sometimes I just don't know and other times - I don't want to know. Why would I even bring that up? Because my son in all of his 6 year old wisdom said mommy - I know too much and my brain is gonna pop out my ears. You too? I said - yep -- but think how much it would hurt if we knew everything. Sometimes we don't know something -- to which he replied -- I just don't wanna know. I told him I understood.

I have clients who come to me repeatedly in a short span of time or I have new clients to come to me after talking to another 4 intuitives first. I always tell people, sometimes knowing too much makes things worse not better. Your brain can only absorb so much information and after that - it just sits there muddling up what is already there. Sometimes people listen to me - other times the schedule another reading right away or tell me they are going to try another psychic (eventually, someone will back up what another said and tell them what they want to hear).

My Mini Cooper S is just jamming along. It's nice to be in a dependable care with airbags. The car payment is worth the comfort of knowing my son is safer -- plus since I am directionally challenged (when I say left I usually mean right) the navigation system is helping me stay on track with that all-so female British voice.

Bill's over there in London-- at least that is where he's supposed to be. Part of me feels though that he either keeps hoping over to France or he's in France hoping over to London. I hope that he and Ted are able to spend some time together. Speaking of Ted - did I tell you that he's dating the She-Devil again? I think I did - but it still makes my blood boil.

Whispers Media is launching on Tues, Nov 14th - the same day I'm going to be on LA's 2nd largest radio station - 1500 am KKZZ (http://www.1590kkzz.com/showdj.asp?DJID=32743) with Maria Sanchez at 8:05 PST - 11:05 EST. I get to talk about WM --really looking forward to this!

I've had a couple of interesting dreams. Let me start with last night. I am in a room, waiting to get a consultation from Bill. He is going to go over my books and tell me what I need to fix in order for them to sell more. Now since he is a publisher in real life -this isn't too far fetched. I remember him joking it up with a blond-haired woman about her book - he runs off some copies for her. She leaves and I go back. He sees me and doesn't know quite what to make of me. I know that he knows "who" I am -- I can see it in his eyes. I look down at his very messy desk and I see the cover of my healers book - the one I'm not going to write in real life. I remember thinking - now how did he get that - it hasn't been released yet? Hell, I'm not even going to write it! We sat next to one another, very close, tension just oozed between us. Not a tension where you want to beat the crap out of someone - but the kind of tension where you're just dying to have the other person say or do something. He sat there - so damn serious like.

Finally I couldn't take it any longer. I say - you know who I am, don't you? He bites his lower lip, raises his eyebrows slightly and gives me that slight turn of the head with a nod. Are you okay with it - I ask? He nods. We go over the book - he mentions that the love book is missing numbers and text - told him that I'm on up and have already had it taken care of. He says if I was one up I would have caught it sooner. (Smart ass - but he's right). I look down at this piece of paper he has on this mess of a desk (in a mess of an office - with the copier right out side his office in the small hallway and the waiting room w/assistant just beyond that. I keep thinking that it is all painted in a light green like my bathroom) and he has contact information - one for books and the other for music if there are any more questions. No - I have no clue what it said. Then I woke up.

The night before - I can remember being in a hotel with a bunch of people. I was pushing a cart towards room number 455 - where my husband and I were told that we were to stay, by the man in charge. But when I look down at my key it says 355. He tells me that we have to hurry up and go to the other floor and put our stuff away (a good chunk of it was in the cart I pushed) as we had to be downstairs at 5:55 for a meeting. The rest of the group all stayed on the 4th floor while my husband and I had to go to the 3rd.

I decided to look up the numbers to see what messages I was getting:

355 - the ascended masters are helping, guiding, and supporting you during this time of significant change, which improves your life in new and miraculous ways.

455 - the angels guide and support you through a significant and much-needed life change. Trust and follow their guidance.

555 - major changes and significant transformations are here for you. You have an opportunity to break out of the chrysalis and uncover the amazing life you truly deserve.

I knew something was coming down the pike. And boy -- am I READY!

Sweet Dreams!

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie :)