Hey everyone, my dear friends, quick update from the heart.
I’m so sorry for my little quiet spell, and I deeply appreciate your patience with me. A few months ago, I lost my trusty iPhone 13 Pro. Oh, what a wonderful device it was, with its amazing camera and those easy editing features that made everything flow so smoothly. Even back then, I faced some challenges: there were echoes and background voices whenever I spoke with my son, who is the only person I usually talk to on the phone, unless I have an appointment which is rare due to my heightened sensitivity.
If you recall, my other phone (13 pro) stopped working the day I bumped my head during the summer. I had gotten dizzy from a vision I had while carrying Adree and Alex’s little pool party tray. I fell and hit the leg of the table. If you remember, I passed out briefly, and Adriel stayed by my side, using the phone to keep herself occupied until I came to. The screen burned out and went dark.
I upgraded to the iPhone 16 SE, and it’s been quite a hassle. Texts and calls from loved ones, like my wonderful best friend and my sweet son Noah, don’t always come through. Some text messages do arrive, but others don’t, and I’m missing calls left and right. I’ve lovingly checked “Do Not Disturb”, airplane mode, and made sure no one’s blocked, and everything looks good, but there’s a strange glitch getting in the way. I’ve even heard from some of you that you’ve texted me for weeks and I haven’t seen a thing. Please know I don’t understand what’s going on either, but I’m hopeful a new phone will help.
I’m not receiving notifications from social media either, so I’m checking messages manually across platforms. There are so many wonderful people, dear reader, and it’s a lot to jump between, some messages don’t even appear, which weighs on my heart.
I use this phone for my work, recording, filming, all the creative things I adore, and calls can disrupt knock me out of the recording, having to start all over. So, I’ve held back from sharing a new number, and asked everyone who dies have it, not to call rabdonly. Texts and calls have always pulled me out of my recordings. It’s a shame, but that’s how it’s been. I can’t afford to have to re-record a 90 minute reading 45 minutes in already. My schedule is too hectic. 
The traffic to my website has felt overwhelming, so I’ve kept my text box small to stay present with those who reach out. I’ve explained that I can’t take calls right now, so people text me at certain times to stay connected. I am ultra-sensitive to phone conversations anyhow, even with the kindest energy. I’m a bit older now and my capacity for it is gentler.
Even my lovely children know not to call me on the phone, but Noah is away with Lindsey. I treasure our nightly conversations, so we schedule a time to speak when he’s not visiting. If I don’t call, he calls me, but right now those calls aren’t even coming through. He thought I was mad at him for not answering, and I felt awful explaining that there’s something wrong with my phone.
I’m making do with this imperfect device for now. If you’ve been trying to reach me and it’s been crickets, please know it’s because of the phone.
On top of that, there are some website and classroom glitches: my students can’t move to the next lesson, even though I’ve cleared the hurdles with care. I’ll have my tech-savvy editor friend, a true blessing, look into it.
In the meantime, I’m pushing through with all the love I have to post as many videos as I can to keep things fresh and inspiring. I hope you’re enjoying them and feeling the warmth in every one.
I believe it’s better to post something, than nothing at all, especially when communication is imperfect.
After my father passed and Alexander was born, I went MIA online for a bit to focus on finishing readings, so I paused posting. I also wanted to give people time and space because some misunderstandings arose about my Facebook group and my motivation. I know some people were trying to push the wrong ideas. and again, messages that were supposed to go to one inbox, landed in another, making it hard for me to find where my friends were texting me. It’s happening the same way with my phone and for the life of me I cannot figure out what’s wrong.  I never intend to make anyone feel left out.
I don’t want anyone to feel out of the loop. It’s never intentional, and my heart aches when it seems otherwise. When one thing is fixed, something else can arise, but God is good. He always helps us find a better path, showering us with grace. And I’ve found a solution!
For now, I’m taking messages through my app (which I read with full attention), though there are many, so please bear with me as I get everything fixed. A kind friend offered to help with a new phone, and I’m grateful for that.
I’ll get everything back on track soon and keep our connections strong and full of love.
I’m truly sorry from the bottom of my heart for any mix-ups or frustration. I’m not ignoring anyone on purpose, ever. I can record again and hope to complete some sessions this week, including life coaching clients. I am also working on lessons, and Akasha readings which take a lot to provide, while working two days a week as a filing and data entry assistant at an office.
In the meantime, some notifications, calls, and messages may not connect.
I also want you to know I’ll have an October spell confirmation blog going up soon. Some orders were marked as fulfilled on the website, so please look for your numbers when it’s posted. If you’re due for an upgrade and considering the iPhone 16, please know I don’t recommend it. It’s been fraught with issues for me, and I’ve always had a knack for technology, yet this model hasn’t served me well. If you’re reading this, please don’t spend your money on the 16SE. be honest with you though, since it happens to me a lot, I’m starting to wonder if it’s someone messing around with my devices on the other end of the Internet, or if it’s just my psychic energy that disrupts everything. Talking about this in the “Beyond The Veil” YouTube series, I mentioned how I am a psychic conduit of energy, and it could be that I’m attracting too much of it that it’s interfering with my devices as well. But I think it might be a blend of both.
I should have my new phone tomorrow.
Thank you all for your loving support and understanding. I love you all tons.
Each day, countless souls drift through existence, as if time were an endless river, unaware that every ripple is a fleeting gift, their actions suggesting tomorrow is promised, their hearts sometimes lashing out at loved ones in moments of passing frustration, or their minds too preoccupied to whisper words of love to those they cherish.
They cling to the phrase, “You only live once,” and though I feel the pulse of that metaphor, it misses the deeper truth. I know that we live countless lifetimes, each a thread in the stitches of time that is the journey of our eternal soul.
As someone who carries the vivid echoes of my own past lives, I share this truth to awaken others to their timeless journey. Yet, even if they cannot touch those distant memories, so many squander the sacred moments of now, and though life’s demands press heavily, they must gaze through a looking glass of wonder, seeing each heartbeat as a precious chapter in the soul’s eternal story.
My message here, is a cry from the heart, to show the world that every moment is a spark of divinity, urging you to chase the moments you long for, and if they miss you, pursue them anew. If time feels scarce, seek it with determination, grasping even the smallest fragment, for every second is a treasure in this fleeting life.
For me, a soul called to serve, forever sought by those who need my voice, I strive to hold close the connections I’ve forged, reaching out to as many as I can each month, yet my heart aches, knowing I cannot touch every life as deeply as I yearn to. My dream was never to stand apart leading, but to dwell united among those whose spirits I’ve touched through my work, a vibrant community of pure hearts, bound by love, brought together with our families, never alone. I truly dreamed of having that community. I once wrote in here, about my own three paths to fate and that dream was one of them.
My heart has bled to bind souls together, to create a place to live, of unity where love reigns, yet the relentless tide of my work, my ceaseless service to others, has often torn me from those I yearn to hold close, leaving me adrift in the currents of devotion.
I’ve learned to heed the subtle signs, whispered along the sacred timeline of my life, revealing that this dream of togetherness may not unfold as my soul once hoped, and now, standing at this tender juncture, I see a new path unfurling, a divinely crafted path by heaven’s gentle hand.
That’s okay, for I trust the cosmos chooses the way, and we, as humble servants, follow its guidance. At times, shadows rise against us, forces that obscure the light, yet I know there are always other paths, possibilities stretching into the eternal, offering solace when one dream fades, guiding me to a place where my soul finds its footing.
Though that vision of unity was a sacred ache in my heart, I cradle every moment the Divine bestows, even missed opportunities, as treasures that glow within my soul, carried across lifetimes, eternal treasures of grace.
I can still see it, a vision so vivid it pierces my heart, a sanctuary where kindred spirits gather, souls who resonate with my own, hungering for spiritual strength, craving the divine embrace of support. I imagine us together, not centered on one, but bound as one, our families brought together in laughter, sharing feasts of love, our rituals, shared activities like we did online but in person, nurturing life in harmony.
Yet, as I stand in the year 2025, my lips may name the date, but my spirit, a superconsciousness, dances across the realms, channeling souls of varied light and wisdom, losing myself in their essence, forgetting the earthly now.
I am grateful for my journals, my diaries, and the cherished friends who anchor me, sending reminders of the date when I’ve wandered too far.
Time slips like starlight through open hands, and as I gaze upon the world’s shifting tides, I know my path leads to a place where every moment unfolds for a divine purpose. I won’t name which of the three paths I tread, or if it’s a sacred blend, but this journey, from the echoes of past lives to the heartbeat of this moment, is like a mosaic, created with beauty, truth, and eternal love.
Carrying multiple spirits within my vessel, I sometimes ache to enjoy life’s simple joys, for one part of me gazes from a divine summit, seeing truths beyond human grasp, setting me in a world apart, teaching, lecturing, speaking parables of a love so vast it defies earthly understanding.
Another part, childlike, clings to the joy of youth, not in a human sense, but in the eternal essence of spirit, living in heaven’s wisdom, alive with playfulness.
In spiritual teachings, some teach to release attachments, and so I hold none, yet my heart overflows with love, for love is not possession, not ownership, but a sacred river, flowing through virtues like grace and patience, and when it shifts or fades, we must embrace it with unwavering acceptance, our hearts untouched by loss.
Too many take love for granted, chasing romance or friendship to fill their own voids, blind to its selfish roots. Why do they seek companions, friends, or cling to those they cherish? Too often, it’s for what they crave, not what they can give, but true love, divine love, is whole, seeking only to pour out, never to grasp.
In my Tantra course, I guide my students to see love’s true celestial form, a force unlike the fleeting desires of the human heart. On earth, people tremble at change, fear the loss of those they hold dear, but in heaven’s light, we love fiercely, we weep for those we release, yet we let them go, knowing it’s the soul’s sacred path.
When dreams unravel, when paths diverge, humans cast blame on God or themselves, but in the divine, we seek the greater purpose, trusting it serves the eternal good.
People though, they chase selfish desires to feel whole, but to love divinely is to be whole already, to give without seeking, to let love flow like starlight, untouched by need.
I look back on my life, through the echoes of past lives, the lessons of this one, and I embrace past, present, future, as a single, eternal now, my heart yearning to share this wisdom, to guide you to live with a soul ablaze, cherishing every fleeting moment as a divine gift
I’ve come to see this vision may not fully bloom in this life, and as a presence woven into the digital threads of countless lives, I may remain a voice, a light, even after I’ve crossed into the next realm. That’s okay, because these bonds, though often unseen, pulse with eternal truth in my heart, as real as the breath I draw.
It humbles me to stand among women my age, in their 40s, and witness how many have yet to uncover the sacred keys to health, or perhaps have not found the will to embrace them fully. Even I, with all I’ve learned, am not untouched by life’s trials, catching a cold every few years, though it passes swiftly, bearing a few wrinkles, my voice sometimes trembling from endless speaking and teaching. Childbirth has etched its story on my body, leaving hernias from four children and C-sections, and when I look back, my childhood was a crucible of illness, mumps, chickenpox, allergies to dust, an acute sensitivity to sunlight, all intensified by my Rh-negative blood. My mother, without the wisdom or means to heal me, could only watch, and as a child, I had not yet found the tools I now wield to nurture my body and soul.
As I grew, I turned inward, plumbing the depths of existence, and at just 12, I knew my father would leave this world when I would be in my 30s, not from words spoken about his health medically, back at that time, but from the quiet knowing of my psychic gift. I’ve always seen those I would lose, when they would depart, down to the intricate paths of my own life, even glimpsing alternate roads, where futures might shift if destiny veered from my visions, revealing what could unfold in those unwalked paths.
My memories of past lives deepen this knowing, like lanterns illuminating patterns across time, yet each vision was like watching an hourglass, its sand slipping away for every soul and moment.
Still, I held life’s fragile beauty as splendor, cherishing each instant despite the weight of my foresight, and though that knowing broke my heart, it dug gratitude into my very being, it streams in my veins.
Through arguments, disagreements, family trials, I learned that love’s eternal bonds are what endure. You know, there’s a song called, “Forever Young that pierces my soul, don’t we all long to hold time still?
As a child, its melody drew tears, for I felt the fleeting nature of existence, and another song, “Dust in the Wind,” sings the truth of our impermanence. Even with those who stand as enemies, I hold no hatred, no anger, for they are teachers, their presence a mirror for growth, and I seek to understand their hearts, releasing bitterness. I don’t waste breath on arguments unless rooted in unshakable conviction, always speaking with loving truth, knowing when to step away, yet always returning to offer love, not resentment. I stand firm, never letting others trample my spirit, yet my heart remains open, helping others, never abandoning them, discerning the balance between perseverance and endurance, shielding myself from toxicity or abuse.
If I must protect others, standing in the storm to shield them, I never regret my sacrifice, but I guard against losing myself in their struggles.
Looking back, through the lessons, the souls I’ve loved, those I’ve lost, those still near, my vision remains steadfast, we must cradle every moment as sacred, in this life and all others.
Gaze upon your moments with tenderness, even the mistakes, learning to laugh at them, drawing wisdom from every encounter, even with yourself. See life as a movie you’ve lived, its highlights glowing across every genre, pushing aside insecurity to embrace your quirks, your beautiful strangeness, for I believe we’re all a little wild, a little wondrously odd.
Speak to others from the heart, never with scorn, meeting them where they stand, knowing each soul hears your words through their own lens, and in this, you’ll find meaning in every breath you take. If you can’t prioritize what matters most in every moment, seize even a fleeting microsecond before it slips away. Live, don’t linger in the shadow of death, live with a heart ablaze, knowing this life is but a chapter, embracing its impermanence with joy, for stories rise and fall, and through them, countless chapters unfold, even in the afterlife, this is the eternal way of things.
I strive to nurture my health, to linger in this life as long as I can, yet I know a day will come when I’ll step beyond, and that truth echoes as it did in my youth, awaiting the futures I’ve seen. Only, my own.
I look at pictures of myself and think, “You shine on the outside, you’re holding strong within,” but time remains the silent guide, taking us through this life’s chapters into the next.
Advice from the Heart:
Chase the moments that set your soul alight, and if they slip beyond your grasp, create them anew with the fire of your spirit, seeking even the smallest fragment of time, for each breath is a sacred spark in your eternal flame. Know this life is but one verse in the soul’s unending song, and even if past lives remain veiled, live each day as a holy pilgrimage, gazing through a looking glass of awe, where every moment pulses with divine intent.
Tend to your body and spirit as sacred vessels, forgiving the stumbles, for each gentle step toward wholeness echoes through eternity, binding this life to the next.
In sorrow or loss, seek the truth of life’s dance, for gratitude transforms pain into wisdom, anchoring you in the eternal across all lifetimes. When paths diverge, trust the divine hand that guides them, for heaven places every moment for a purpose, and even missed chances are treasures, carried in your soul’s embrace.
If shadows rise against you, seek the alternate paths, plans of possibility, knowing the Divine always offers a way forward, guiding you to where your heart belongs.
Live not as one tethered to earthly need, but as a soul radiant with divine love, giving without grasping, letting go with grace, for true love is a river that flows without end, untouched by loss. Embrace the multiple spirits within you, whether you see from a divine summit or dance with childlike joy, for each perspective is a gift, a lens to see the eternal.
Teach others, as I do, to seek love’s celestial form, to release the fear of change, to let go without clinging, knowing that every soul’s journey is sacred, even when it leads away.
Live with a heart wide open, ablaze with the ferocity of the stars, cherishing every moment as a divine gift, for though time may fade in this life, the love you carry echoes through every lifetime, an eternal song of grace.
With those who oppose you, release anger, seeing them as sacred teachers, their presence a mirror for your growth, speaking with loving truth, stepping away when needed, yet always returning with a heart full of love, not bitterness. Stand unshaken in your truth, never yielding to those who would diminish you, yet keep your heart open, helping others, never forsaking them, while guarding against the poison of toxicity, knowing the difference between enduring and persevering.
Look back on every moment, even missteps, with a tender smile, laughing at your own stumbles, drawing wisdom from each encounter, seeing life as a cinema, its highlights vivid in every genre, embracing your unique, wondrous oddity, for we are all beautifully strange. Speak to every soul from your heart’s depths, never with judgment, meeting them where they stand, for each perceives through their own sacred lens, and in this, you’ll uncover the meaning spoken into every breath.
Trust the quiet knowing within, and if you carry past lives’ memories, as I do, let them guide others to their own truth, but if those memories remain hidden, know your soul is still writing its eternal story, and every moment is a chance to awaken.
While embarking on a personal journey of spiritual exploration online is a beautiful and intimate experience, but it is equally essential to acknowledge the shared responsibility that both individuals and their loved ones hold in being mindful of the content they engage with. This awareness creates a supportive and nurturing environment for growth and discovery. And ensures the well-being of the seeker.
Each person has the inner wisdom to discern whether what they are viewing supports their well-being. Just as some choose to watch videos about religion, the paranormal, philosophy, pranks, wellness, new skills, or other forms of knowledge, it’s ultimately up to each individual to decide what resonates and what is safe for them at any given time. The same applies to life coaching, advice, or spiritual teachings: it’s truly important to listen to your intuition and honor your unique path. Athough, I do have to admit that I’m pretty good at what I do in terms of helping others. I’m trustworthy and honorable in my work and following the advice would truly be beneficial.
With that said, I don’t deny that my content is deep and at times heavy. That’s why I have always included clear disclaimers throughout my work, on my predictions, blogs, and all my content, especially where I discuss sensitive topics. These disclaimers are just to remind viewers that certain material may not be suitable for everyone, particularly those who are emotionally or mentally vulnerable.
My intention was and is always to inform and protect, understanding how deep mystical and spiritual studies can affect someone’s mental and emotional state. But again, if a person chooses to explore what I offer, ultimately that is up to them.
Over the years, I’ve shared my beliefs with the sincere hope that others will see they are not alone in their experiences. i’m not here to enforce my beliefs, but to share them. If others felt that they agreed, then we formed a community of like-minded people. My goal is always to gently guide those interested in deepening their spiritual understanding, while cautioning about the potential risks involved in exploring the unseen realm. I have always advocated for a careful approach, never encouraging practicing magic, spirit work, or mediumship without proper guidance, because I am fully aware of the dangers that can arise.
My hope is to illuminate the truth and help prevent unnecessary trouble in the process.
At the heart of everything I teach is the love and light of our Heavenly Father and Mother above. Living a life of righteousness and virtue is central to my message. However, I understand that my teachings can sometimes be misunderstood or may trigger difficult emotions in some individuals.
Please know that if my content affects you negatively, discretion is key, and each person is responsible for choosing what they expose themselves to.
Like if the predictions cause anxiety, then why read them? If a person chooses to explore them anyway, that’s their choice and I can’t be held responsible for the anxiety felt. And if the person knows that they feel a certain way while reading them, it was their own choice because they continued reading them after all. Just like I have the right to freedom of speech in sharing my knowledge and experience, viewers have the right to close the page or not read it all if the content bothers them.
But even still, I’ve always been considerate on how the material could affect people which is why I always added a disclaimer when it comes to working with me on my website, and even on blogs as well as some videos that have had some sensitive images.
Yet, it pains me deeply if anything I’ve shared has caused hurt or exacerbated existing struggles. While I cannot control how others interpret or respond to my teachings, I am always mindful of the impact I might have. I’ve been cautious in my approach, sometimes consulting with family members or stepping back if I sensed someone was becoming overwhelmed, because my intention is to protect and support, not to harm.
Most of my students are adults, in line with my “terms and conditions”, at my site which specify that participants should be 18 or older, or have parental consent if younger.
For minors, I’ve always taken extra care, engaging asking about their guardians or pausing altogether if necessary, to ensure their safety and well-being. If I feel the information is not being taken positively, I’ll gently say; “Maybe I’m not the teacher for you”. And I will back away. But I have asked the small handful of students I have had under 18, if they’re relatives were aware that they came to me, and they would even order services for their family members leading me to the assumption that their relatives were aware.
I trust that when someone tells me that their family is aware or supportive, they are speaking with honesty, but I recognize that anyone can say anything online. Yet people should come with honesty, as I provide honesty myself, because spiritual work is serious, and not everyone is ready for esoteric teachings. Ultimately, each person must decide what they are ready to explore or accept in their spiritual journey. It’s also the responsibility of parents and guardians to be aware of what their loved ones are engaging with. If someone informs me that their family supports their involvement, I trust that and proceed accordingly.
Regarding my predictions, understand that I do not have control over external circumstances or the broader world. I don’t manifest the things that I foresee. If I had that power, I would focus on alleviating suffering everywhere. I’m not God. I only share, what heaven shares with me as a humble messenger.
I do regularly review my content, understanding that some teachings, like predictions or mystical insight may evoke anxiety. Believe me, having visions of the events myself even gives me anxiety at first, I get it. It’s ultimately up to each person to decide whether they can handle the information with discernment and care and to come honestly from the beginning.
My deepest concern is for everyone who has been affected by what I share. I want you to know that I care sincerely and hold compassion in my heart. I share this openly because I understand how things might appear from an outsider’s perspective, and I always seek to approach with humility and empathy, seeing from all angles, above and below, and through each person’s perspective too. Please don’t judge a book by its cover. I have always been honest with everything, if I hadn’t intended on being honest, then why would I speak about so many deep and personal things in my life, my wisdom etc to begin with? I didn’t have to share anything with anyone. Yet I did, because the trust that people place in me, is deserving of explanation in order to continue honoring that trust. 
Because the spiritual path involves deep, often heavy, truths, I have not worked extensively with too many younger students. If these teachings were meant for everyone after all, they would have been accessible to all people throughout history. Usually, if there are adults who aren’t even ready for these profound insights, then a younger person likely isn’t either. That’s why I emphasize the importance of mental and emotional preparedness before delving into spiritual work. In my time, I have only taught a few kids that were nearing the age of 17, but I was told that their family was at least aware of the fact that they were working with me. For now on, a video recording will be required with the person seeking, and their parental guardian, speaking visually in the video, letting me know that they are condoning that they seek with me as a teacher or reader 
Side from this, I do care and that’s why disclaimers are a key part of my practice especially regarding sensitive topics. For instance, I include warnings about predictions involving angels on the disclaimer page of the site , advising those who are emotionally sensitive to approach such insights with caution.
My teachings on public websites and videos are meant to be accessible to everyone regardless of age, background, or walk of life. I do not control how individuals interpret or utilize what they find here. If anyone seeks clarification, I am always happy to guide them. But I do want to sincerely apologize if any of my prophecies or teachings have caused confusion or anxiety. A weight is something I personally carry, as I understand the heavy significance of what I sometimes reveal, becauseits heavy even for me as the oracle.
That’s why I encourage everyone to consider their own readiness before engaging with sensitive material. It’s for their mental, emotional, and spiritual health. But ultimately, if someone chooses to continue on and work with me, I respect their decision.
My teachings focus on guiding people toward unconditional love, living virtuously, and deepening their connection with God. Shadow work addressing the parts of themselves that challenge them, is a vital part of this process, aimed at growth and self-awareness.
When someone purchases a service from my website, be it coaching or readings, it states on the order that by purchasing, that they automatically agree to the terms, and that they agree to the terms outlined in my policies. I can only assume that they’ve read those terms, and trust they’ll be honest in providing true identity and not come to me under false pretenses.
I always try to see things from multiple perspectives and hold compassion for anyone who might have misunderstood or been affected negatively by my work.
Knowing that people grow and achieve their goals is my greatest joy. It hurts me deeply if anyone has ever felt hurt or confused by what I’ve shared. Please understand that I am aware of the heaviness some content may carry, but I also teach about balance and the divine light that shines brighter than darkness.
No one is required to agree with my teachings, and I do not seek to impose my beliefs on anyone. Many of my relationships with students have blossomed into genuine friendships. I share my work freely because people are drawn to it, they come to me because they seek understanding, not because I push or market aggressively.
Those who choose to follow, participate, or engage with my teachings do so freely. I cannot control the weight of predictions or insights I share, but I share my insights out of a sincere desire to help others on their spiritual path, toward humility, love, and a genuine relationship with God and themselves, and a truthful awareness of the world.
Its true, everyone has the right to believe in what resonates with them, whether it’s religion, spirituality, or their personal truth. And each person has the right to express their beliefs lovingly and freely. My intention has always been to guide others toward love and light, never to cause harm.
If any of my content feels too heavy or challenging for you, please remember that you are free to step back. Your well-being and peace come first. I hold deep compassion for all on their spiritual journey, understanding that it can sometimes be confusing or overwhelming, especially when guidance is not pursued through consistent mentorship or even misunderstood.
Again, I am not responsible for external events or outcomes. My predictions are insights, not manifestations or powers to control reality. If I had that kind of power, I’d be working to end suffering everywhere, feeding the hungry, healing the sick, and fostering peace. I am simply a humble messenger, sharing visions in hope of helping others elevate their understanding, prepare for challenges, and find their inner truth.
My greatest hope is to see others grow, evolve, and awaken to their divine potential, walking their path with love, humility, and hope.
I do feel sorry for anyone who consequently couldn’t handle the wisdom or if if added to existing internal struggles. My heart goes to you.
For now on, please proceed with my content with care, ensuring that you are ready for the information that you are about to watch or read when it comes to my YouTube channel or blogs. Always take care of your own mental and emotional well-being as a priority first. Your mental and emotional selves are a greater part of the spiritual body, and all have to be in the greatest health, for the greatest growth. 
We bought this house to be happy. We thought that we had a new beginning. My father had saved up all of his life. He worked six days a week, from 5:00 am to 6:30 pm. We never had much show for it. He paid his bills, and that was just about all he could afford. He was never able to take us on family trips or outings. I have never gone to the zoo. I’ve only gone to a movie once with my father when I was three. Forget amusement parks, ball games etc. None of that existed. He never owned anything that was worth any value either. I’m proud of my father and grateful for the sacrifices he made to care for us.
In 2016, my prophecies and predictions will have led my family and I to make an Important decision though. Dad’s cancer diagnosis made it possible for him to buy a home through his disability. Based on what I foresaw coming in the future, we would need to buy a home and try to build a content and safe life. So we began our search for the first and only home that we would ever own. Upon seeing this home at open house, I liked it. But I had already foreseen that there would be trouble with it in the future.
I wouldn’t worry. With all of my heart, I figured that I could work hard and earn enough that I could then help my father with anything that was to come in the future. But with insight through my clairvoyance I knew that there were things being kept from my father as a potential home buyer. I tried to convince him to get his own inspector to evaluate the home just in case the inspector appointed by the real estate company wasn’t an honest one. I could already see that he would say just about anything that he needed to help the real estate agency make their sale. A sale for them meant that he would get paid. My father was a good man, who tried to save any money that he could, and gave everyone else the benefit of the doubt. Even though he believed me, he didn’t think he needed anyone to come in and reinspect the house. He allowed the real estate agency’s inspector to make the final evaluation. And of course… they had lied.
The inspector had told my father that everything was in good shape, and that he was OK to purchase the home.
Just as soon as we had moved into this house, things started to go horribly wrong. The electricity burnt out in some of the outlets. We realized that the siding was made with asbestos and that it was falling off, and falling apart. Next to that, everything else would break.Even the toilets broke numerous times. Truly the house seemed like a dream come true on the surface. We had always wanted a home that gave everyone ample space to live.
A Misfortunate New beginning
This was my room that I gave to the kids.This was the kids room that I made for them out my old room.Kids room now.My bedroom and office before.My bedroom and office now.
We had always wanted hardwood floors to prevent stains from occurring on carpeting as we had experienced in the past. This home had hardwood floors all throughout it! What was even more intriguing was that the first flood had ruined the floors downstairs in my area of the home. When they had been replaced, the wood that had been selected was of the very same kind that I had always dreamt of having in my own home, since I was a child! Cherrywood! Yet, that was just a temporary thing. I have no floors now. Even my mother had always wanted to have a front door that you could open, where there would be another glass door in front of it that you could look out from. It would bring in ample amounts of natural sunlight, and add a sense of Feng Shui to that particular area of the home. The foyer was always dark. Nevertheless, even the glass door had broken! How?
“Bad luck” isn’t a strong enough term
I used to allow my students to fly out here and stay with me for a week so that they could get ongoing life coaching and lessons. I have always said that it’s better when a person can work with me for a little bit face-to-face on top of the work they do with me online from long-distance. I was so excited that we bought this house because it made it so that there would be room to invite people over. Quite a few of my students have taken the opportunity to stay with me, a few times over the years. It was in 2019 that one person in particular had planned to visit me for a one week session. I am not any type of way, and so whether it’s female or male makes no difference to me. I know that my students respect me for the most part. I had also been working with him for a couple of years and I knew that he needed the most help. One of my other students had just left from staying with me only a few days before he was to arrive. My other student and I had done a week and a half of live life coaching together. She had only been gone a few days. The day came for his flight to arrive, I picked him up and brought him here for a few days as I had done with the previous girl.
I guided him with wisdom and ongoing intensive counseling. Things seemed to have been going well, but I could feel that something was going to happen. Knowing that things were going to turn into a bad direction, I tried to turn down the intensity of the inner work that I was doing with him. However, it didn’t seem to prevent the situation from taking place. It turned out that he had been emotionally triggered by the inner work that he was doing on himself. I tried to redirect the conversation, but he made it so that the subject had gone into a more personal place. The individual had started to confess their feelings toward me outside of our professional and friendly relationship. Kindly, I told them that I loved them very much, but that I was not interested in him in that way. I explained that it wasn’t rejection, but that I had to focus on my work of helping other people. I told him that I didn’t have time or room in my life for any type of romance back then. I know it must’ve hurt his feelings, but I had to be honest. I didn’t want to get involved with anyone because my work was/is so precious to me. However, the person became enraged, threatened me and decided that they were just going to punch through my front door on their way out.
Our glass storm door had shattered into millions of pieces. No, I did not call the police. I would never do that to someone that I had been trying to help. Losing my friendship will have taught them enough of a lesson. Friendship. Ah yes. This leads me up to a display of true friendship that I’ve been shown from all of this.
We’ll get to that in a bit though.
I may someday want to settle down, but not back at that time, and not with that particular individual. He was a good soul, but still had anger and violence to work through. I have kids. If they’re seeing this: “Please know that I forgive you and I’m only telling the story because it fits perfectly into what’s going on with my home”.
I never kept in touch with him after that. Although, I did hope that his life was full of happiness after that, perhaps having learned from his own choices. The issue wasn’t that he broke the glass. It seemed as if the house wanted it to happen to complement all of the other things that had happened, and bigger things that were to come in the future.
Back to the money pit…
Yes. The House. The Money Pit.
Every time someone bumped into the walls even lightly, a massive hole would be produced. Mice entered the house and overpopulated the inside of the walls. It genuinely started to appear as if the house itself were made of really nothing more than sticks and paper “so to speak”. Later a fire broke out, setting the entire wall and window of my office ablaze. The washing machine always broke down. We even purchased a new one, and it still broke! We’ve also lost electricity on one entire half side of my home. The air conditioner also kept shutting down. The central air unit was wired to its own fuse on my electrical box. It kept tripping due to the air-conditioning being very old and the electricity not having been updated to modern codes. Therefore, we lost both air conditioner and electricity a few times. However, last year, the house finally decided to “flip me the bird”.
It flipped me the bird🥺
It made it so that the electricity had burnt out all of the electrical receptacles throughout the front end of my house upstairs. The living room, and the two older kids bedrooms that are on that side, did not have lights or an ability to plug anything in. Trying to fix it, I was told it would cost almost $30,000 to rewire the entire house. I didn’t think that it was a legitimate price. $30,000? That cost about as much as a new car or a small trailer home. Could one afford such a thing? On top of all of that, I ended up needing to have surgery fix my stomach. Even though the surgeon gave me the additional blessing of fixing all of me up, I just couldn’t feel any level of security in my life. I know all things happen for a reason, and even when I know what the reason is, and what it’ll bring… it still kind of stinks, having to go through the hardships that these types of situations bring.
Last but not least, two floods happened. And now, this recent one. This third and most recent flood has really done its damage. The water ended up coming into the house and it spread all throughout. My living quarters had been contaminated. Sewage water! All of our belongings had been exposed to nasty underground sewage water. Underneath of my hardwood floors, there was always old asbestos tiling. Asbestos is a very dangerous substance, especially when it gets wet. This being the third flood meant that the asbestos tiling had already been soaked through a few times. Removing the floor over top of it had left the air open to asbestos contamination. We also discovered proof of black mold. We would have to throw everything away.
My closest friend and I had been talking last year about a lot of what was going on at my home. I started noticing around that same time that my dog’s food bowls would fill up with black mold over top of the food in them. The mold would develop even as soon as being left out overnight. I knew that there had to be black mold, hiding somewhere in the house. But there weren’t any open visible signs of it yet. There have been some black mold growing in a patch on one of the walls in the basement, but beside that…nothing that you could really see otherwise. We would all get nose bleeds, itchy skin, and it would lead us all to develop a lot of respiratory infection symptoms throughout time. There wasn’t much we could do about any of the problems because whenever we ever tried to fix anything… it would just happen all over again for some reason?
Around the same time that the “vicious six” planetary event has been going on, more had happened at my house. I asked the heavens why, and I was told that it was all related to karma that my mother had developed.
Yes, it’s all really overwhelming because it’s been one thing after the next. The same events continue to happen over and over again but in cycles. Even if I hire someone to properly fix something, it’ll still break again later on. This event, though, has made it so that we forcefully have to figure something out here. We can’t move because we don’t have any money. Everything that I did have, went toward my surgery, and toward all of the repairs for the previous issues mentioned above with the house. I have no income coming in with my job because I’m back up, and so just to give you an idea… I’m probably going to have to live through these conditions for a little while.
It’s most certainly a challenge to have to work through all of this, as not only a human being, but as someone with a heavenly mentality too. The stress and upset related to all of these misfortunate events often tries to bring me down. However, I try to pull myself back up and stay in a good place, because I know that this will lead to something good at some point later on. But until then, living so uncomfortably is going to make it just a tad bit difficult to be inspired or motivated for my work because I need a tranquil environment to work in. I can’t just start doing a reading in the middle of the living room, where some people are talking, sleeping, or watching something on their TV or phone. No, I need candles, incense, a room that is cleansed and blessed just for the heavenly work, and utter privacy. I won’t be able to get that for quite a while now. I still try to do the best that I can and one way or the other, though.
Bad things happen, yes. But with a positive mindset, it could lead towards a manifestation of something great. And it most certainly brought about a welcomed and happy surprise that just recently happened amidst all of this struggle
Please see the video at the bottom, for proof and update.
“When you can’t look on the bright side, I will sit with you in the dark.”
Unknown
A gift from a friend…
Whoah! What a blessing! Tobias Sid John just surprised me yesterday by showing up here at my house! It was just what I needed. I definitely did not suspect this surprise, this time. I have been so overwhelmed with my house being torn apart, because of the flood, and having to manage the children, keep my students from being upset with me due to all the delays, mowing the lawn, and trying to figure out what I should do that my psychic senses didn’t pick up on her arrival. Just as I was about to finish cleaning up from yardwork for the day, only a few minutes away from a clean shower and putting the little ones down to bed… I saw this friendly familiar face coming around the corner into my backyard! I was definitely pleasantly shocked.
It was a nice visit but I wished it lasted longer. It was my fault. I felt so bad. I didn’t have a lot of time and I know that it took a very long time to even get to New Jersey. Oh my goodness, what if I hadn’t been here?
I like the way that Toby thinks. Tobe’s mentality was “to even to get a hug for a minute would be worthy of an eight hour drive”. I would have probably felt the same way if I were on the other side of this. To give my friend some love knowing what they were going through would be a gift enough. it would definitely be something that I could do. I can’t believe my friend drove all that way to get here and just to make sure that I could feel better with some love. That’s real. Unforgettable. I am truly humbled by such a selfless act of kindness, and the beautiful display of genuine human compassion.
I know that a lot of you live really far and please don’t think that I am implying anything negative to anyone else just because I am praising Toby. I’m sure if any of you lived a little closer, you would come and give me a big hug too, as I would do for each of you as well. However, it’s just the fact that Toby is the only person that could and did. But I do have to say that I’ve had a lot of friends reach out, wanting to help me or show some love in some kind of way since Avrina ( Tanisha Suri ) offered to come and help, and Bella Abel also offered me a place to stay due to the damages here at my house. Truly, I’m hanging in there everyone. The damage is surreal, far worse than any of the other times and sadly I have no place to work right now, but I have to try to work through everything positively with the knowledge that all things happen for a good reason, unless otherwise negativities get manifested for oneself through negative thinking. I’m really sad that this happened. I know why it happened, which is nothing to do with me, except for the fact that I’m here to support who it’s happening to with love and unconditional loyalty. Karma.
It’s not the kind of karma that I can just clear away that easily. The person hasn’t woken up yet, and there are something’s that just can’t be cleared out because it’s a part of their soul contract’s lessons, or another soul on the other side isn’t willing to forgive yet, until they see it themselves that the person that owes them karmic debts, has actually really learned. If they forgive and the person hasn’t learned, they’re just going to do it to somebody else and it’ll be a never ending cycle. Therefore, the person who is owed the karmic debt hangs onto it in order to ensure that the person is learning the lesson, and that it doesn’t anchor onto somebody else. That’s definitely something that can be understood. And at this rate, I don’t really think a karma clearing would really help out anyway because the individual continues to see life the same way.
It’s so funny because, I did do a karma clearing years and years ago for them, and because they hadn’t learned the lessons, they just repeated the stupid mistakes, and ended up creating even more karma, that later the result is what we are going through today.
I’m just really happy that I have good people in my corner too though.
I feel bad about the long drive that Toby took but this was a spontaneous endeavor, andwhatever the end result would be was simple: “it was the thought that counted either way”. i’m sure that even if I hadn’t been home, I would’ve had someone tell me that Toby had stopped by, and that would have made my entire day even just hearing that. But here I am, filled with so much happiness in my heart, because I got to see someone that I’ve really drawn closer over the years, whom I’m proud of in every single way. Plus, Toby mentioned not having the ability to get in touch with me anyhow, even if it was to let me know that I was getting a visit hahaha. Therefore, a great big hug wasn’t the only gift that I got out of this. It was a good thing that Toby came by because I found out that some of the messages don’t always reach me. Everybody says the same thing but I can never fathom it. The messaging through my app works well for me on my end over here. upon Toby saying that, though, something just clicked, and I have figured out why I don’t get some messages but for others, I do. I’m going to make another post here on this site with a little tutorial for those that have trouble getting their messages seen. I just want everyone to know I’m really sorry if you’ve been one of those individuals having some trouble. If you read the tutorial down at the bottom, it should help us. But for now, let me just say that today was a really hectic day, cleaning up, having to manage the children and mow the grass (which was about up above my knees), sheesh! Yes, seeing Toby definitely made my day so much brighter. I truly hope that each and everyone of you have a friend nearby that can come and offer you some love when things are hard for you. I know all too well what it’s like to be alone, and it’s not pleasant. This visit made all of the ugly go away, even if it was just for an hour.
The tutorial will definitely make a difference with having some kind of way to communicate here for those who are not exclusive members of my club especially. Everybody matters to me. Hey, you’re welcome to come on down, if you don’t mind driving all that way while taking a chance with whether I’m actually home or not. It’s a risk to come unannounced since I’m not always here due to working with in-person clients at their home, but I hope everyone knows that my heart is definitely open to everyone.
I just wanted to put this post up because it’s important to show the simple things in life that are far more valuable than anything monetary. Having a friend that loves you is priceless. I hope that it inspires you to drop by someone’s home who you know has been dealing with some difficulties, one way, or the other, and give them a big hug! You have no idea how much something like that would mean to somebody, even if it were just a five minute embrace. Thank you Toby! And thank you to all of you out there, who continually show your love from afar. A card, a message, a thought, is all just as good as a hug.
You all mean the world to me.
Update Footage
My “Money Pit”.
Conclusion
In conclusion, though, this house has been “The Money Pit” part two. There are always three different directions that the future can go in. Right now, I’m watching to see what the next sign will be to determine which path I am headed on here. Bad circumstances can certainly be healed up with a lot of love from those that care about you. That’s why I stayed all of this time here with my mom because I couldn’t see her go through these difficulties alone. I don’t know what we’re going to do from this point forward since there are three pathways that could branch off from all of this.
Path A shows that we move out after getting everything fixed up, sell the place, and move somewhere safe that the Heavens have guided us to relocate to, and than continue to do well wherever we go from here. Path B shows that we fix all of this up, but have no extra money to move, end up staying here, and it happens all over again, and again, until I finally move out on my own somewhere. It ends with contentment, but some hardship. Path C is the worst option though. Path B turns out with me staying here until all of it is resolved, but then there’s no money left for survival, and it all happens all over again to where I have nothing in my life left whatsoever at all, and that includes my work. Losing my work will lead to me losing my home, and if I don’t have a home while being a mother to children, the state will take them and I’ll end up losing them too. Very scary isn’t it? When people see things like this happen to others out there, they can’t imagine all of the horrors that are lurking behind the scenes that could potentially spiral out of control as a result of just one catastrophic event. I feel that this house has been a curse. Let’s just hope that I end up on Path A, or even at least Path B.
Many blessings to you all with lots of love
The movie is hilarious and definitely makes light of my situation. I think of all of the people that have had damages to their homes from tornadoes, hurricanes, and earthquakes. My heart truly goes out to everybody. The movie will give you a good giggle though. Check it out. You can even imagine me in the position of Tom Hanks throughout the movie, to make it more comedic. Imagine me falling through the roof lol. The link to watch is here.
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