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Finally, no more competition!

A friend asked if it irked me that someone new in town began a blog because I have a blog, and began doing psychic readings and astrology because I do it.  I told her if she thinks it was done because of me, then I feel grateful and honored to have inspired someone. There’s no reason for it to irk me. There’s plenty to go around and there’s no competition. No one does exactly what I do just as I don’t do exactly what anyone else does.  I don’t compare apples and oranges. She’ll attract the ones she’s in vibrational harmony with and I’ll do the same.  Back in the psychic fair days of the 90’s, I’d do readings at big hotels on the beach and there’d be up to 8 readers.  Lots of walk-in traffic since we were on the billboard on AIA during a holiday weekend. With 200 people coming in for readings, you’d think each reader would get 25 clients but not so.  Some had a line waiting for hours and others did maybe 10 readings the entire weekend.  We each attract what we are in vibrational harmony with, despite mathematical expectation. I’m never in competition with anyone for anything, anywhere. Continue reading

A rainy, lazy, bicycle Sunday. We exchange vowels. I buy my first convection oven.

bicycle suncruiser pinkHere’s my cushy Moonbeam Pink Sun Retro bicycle with her newly inflated tires, 40psi please. With her new front light – she’s legal!  I pulled her out of the shed where she’s been for a couple of years, and I polished her up.  She has 2 baskets and she’s ready to cruise.  Saturday night I missed kirtan to stay in the office to finish final layout on the October Horizons Magazine.  I got my chant on while I worked. Afterward, I took a ride around the neighborhood on the bike.  Earlier in the afternoon, I bought an Oster convection oven which can roast lots of veggies at once, an entire eggplant along with peppers, onions and squash.  I tried it out last night. Continue reading

When the new one claims to have crazy exes

If anyone claims to have a bunch of crazy exes, ask yourself what the common denominator is.  Be informed, especially if you have children. Ask yourself, “How does someone get to a place where they have zero friends but me, whom they’ve just met?”
They didn’t know their partner had a secret life
Profile of the Sociopath and the Narcisscist
How to spot a sociopath – 10 red flags
Psychopaths: 30 Red Flags
Beware the narcissist disguised as your soul mate

Email Readings

Why a psychic reading by email?  To have a written record.  There is a kind of magic that happens when you type your questions out.  You will have begun the process to attract accurate guidance. You may make your question as long and complex as you wish.  Whatever you want, I can help you make it happen.  Email and Paypal to http://horizonsmagazine@gmail.com

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How do you trust the new one, how do you not compare?

A galpal asks how do you trust the love words of the new one when the “love” words of the last one are still stinging? How do you believe anything they say? My answer:  Don’t compare, period. There are 0nly so many combinations of words. Trust that words said in the moment are true for the moment.  I was once hurt by someone’s false words and it made me take with a grain of salt the next time I heard loving words. I let my past experience diminish the vastness of my partner’s disclosure in the Now.  It revealed to me that I was viewing him through a filter of every partner who came before him.  It was only when I witnessed consistent behavior for months that I began to relax into a place of trust. For me now, what I would do is trust from the first moment and see where it takes you. Communicate what you feel.  Be yourself. Don’t hold back.  Attract the same out of him. You will either mesh or you won’t, but there will be no surprises. See each person each day with new eyes, with no comparison. Act and respond as if every word spoken is the truth of the moment.  It’s the only way you have a chance.

Excerpt “Invisible Supply: Finding the Gifts of the Spirit Within” by Joel Goldsmith

There are principles in every business, in every art, every profession, and every line of work. Those who abide by these principles, even though they may have many struggles, eventually achieve success. In our work it is more so. We need principles with which to work because we are continuously faced with appearances of discord, that is, sin, disease in every form, old age, death itself, lack, limitation, and poverty. The Bible tells us that we will have the poor with us always, and we certainly will have them until the principle of supply is understood, and we will have sickness until the principle of health is understood. The Infinite Way principle of supply is that in our oneness with God, we already have all that the Father has because “I and the Father are one and all that the Father has is mine.” If we individually are experiencing a lack, it is not because of any actual lack. It is because of our inability to make contact with our supply.   Continue reading

I love when I can copycat my favorite restaurant recipes

Saturday we went to Pho Cali Vietnamese Noodle House in Mebourne and had crispy tofu with broccoli and brown garlic sauce. I tasted it and thought “I can make that!”  So tonight I did. I cut the tofu larger than normal, which resulted in it not getting crunchy all the way through.  The coating was crisp, and it was good, but I like the crisp crunchiness of the savory tofu I usually make. I cooked half the tofu last night.  For the next batch, I’ll cut it in smaller bites. It’s been in the fridge basking in panko crumbs so it will be perfect.  And I have another head of broccoli to test it out on! Maybe I’ll add some fresh green grapes to the sauce to sweeten it…

I dreamed I was painting soul portraits of friends

I dreamed last night I was in an outdoor festival setting and I was painting soul portraits of friends. I was using elaborate astrology and tarot symbolism. I was also standing behind myself, videotaping myself painting.  The videotape me was stationary.  The scene I was videotaping was moving in a slightly fast forward/time lapse motion. It surprised me when I turned around and smiled back at myself.  I have for several months thought of painting a friend whose energy field goes technicolor when he plays music and chants. Maybe this is a signal to begin with that one. Acrylics or watercolors?

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It’s fun what I attract when I (through willpower, discipline and replacement thoughts) keep myself centered and happy

Three solid months of continually even, mellow, convivial daily interaction.  No disagreement, no harsh words, no surprises, no moods, no fires to be tended to.  Only loving attention, fun adventures, animated conversation – light and deep, giggly and profound – and a seeming unending bank of mutual interests and curiosities. When I think that sounds too good to be true, I remind myself that’s what I attract by staying centered. By knowing what’s important in my life – peace of mind and joy – and focusing only on that. Continue reading

The Universe knocks me out so I can receive info in a dream

I had an odd happening this morning.  I’ve been reprogramming my sleep schedule, and the last two nights took benadryl. After two good night’s sleep, this morning I head out toward Melbourne to deliver the September Horizons Magazine. Half way there, I am overcome with feeling sleepy, almost to the point of pulling over.  I got home and fell into a sudden deep sleep.  I woke up 45 minutes later after a vivid lucid dream, with my head filled with the details of a new project.  A friend and I work together on several writing projects and two months ago we briefly discussed the topic I just dreamed of. I told her I’d get back to her, then I got busy and didn’t think of it again.  I didn’t have to.  Apparently she (and others) provided sufficient energy on the topic to make it into a viable thoughtform, so it began creating itself and calling ME to it, rather than me calling IT to me.  I awoke with the entire outline in my head, with details still coming.  I thought, “this is what the sleep was all about.” Sleep changes everything. I get enough sleep and the deeper part of my spidey sense kicks in and takes over.  I’m back in the flow. I wonder now what else can I dream into being?

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