The Homecoming

So, we're finally home from our long trip to California. The flight there was 6 hours and we had a delay because of weather. The meetings I attended were elongated as we stayed up way past our bedtimes to visit and get to know friends better. Never forgetting we were 3 hours ahead for the time changes from Florida!

Sure makes you tired just thinking about it.

Once there in California, our hotel room was robbed. We reported the robbery to the front desk, and then the next night the stolen article was mysteriously returned in a very obvious spot in the bathroom.

The flight home was interesting as well, as we had a two hour layover, and then an extended flight from where we were layed over.

Then once we got home to our Airport, we found the tram to our parking garage was broken (even though it was brand new) and there was no alternate way prepared, or a plan B, for the "NEW TRAM', to take us back to the car in case it didn't work. So we waited for over one hour for a Plan B, to be put into place. When it rains it pours...Did I mention we were dead tired? I was almost falling asleep standing up!

 

Before we left for California I kept hearing voices and noises from around the house. I didn't think much of it, as it's almost become common place for me. I tend to ignore these slight intrusions anymore.  I just rebuke them and move on.

My son had been here holding down the fort at our home and watching our two wonderful, loving fur babies, "Wolfgang Tucker", and "Lovey".

The first night home while playing with the dogs,

I was sitting out on the lanai around 11:00pm at night, enjoying the cool night air and talking with my son and husband about how things went while we were gone. My son replied, there was nothing to speak of. No voices or noises or anything else funky while we were away.

As we sat in the chairs looking towards the house enjoying the peacefulness of the evening, the back pool bathroom light all of a sudden lite up! The lights came on! Then the lights in the Studio came on! We all said, what is going on? Is someone in the house. My husband jumped up and went inside for a look. He went straight for the pool bath. There was no one there at all. He rushed into the studio, and there was no one there either! The light was on, but no one was in the house!

He  came back out to the lanai and said, well, there is no one home but the local ghosts.

We all laughed and agreed.

We all settled back into our lounge chairs on the lanai and kept chatting.

After maybe 20 minutes the bathroom light went out, all by itself. The studio light remained on. I rebuked the whole situation in the name of JESUS, and we all decided with that we would all head off to bed. We were all tired.

Some homecoming!

Nothing odd happened or was in the house the whole time we were gone. Whatever attacks, always attacks me. Once back home and in the saddle (so to speak) and here come the attacks. Doing cleansings, anointing's and prayers for others seems to put us in an "opening" for these silly little attacks. 

It's all simply laughable anymore. How strange that the strange and bizarre can almost be normal!

Truth is always stranger than fiction.

We are never really alone on this planet.

The Mimick

So, I usually try to find time to do a post of my experiences somewhere in the early morning hours to post on my blog. It usually works better for me that way, as I can sit back quietly and reflect on that certain time in my life and remember what I endured from whatever I experienced.  

I decided to sit down Monday morning this week around 9:30 am, this June of 2017, in my office, instead of waiting until the wee hours to do my posts. I just felt it would be o.k. once in a while to break patterns and just write a quick experience or two.

On this particular morning however I was having my coffee in the dining room before heading into  the office and  I happened to notice one of my plug-ins in the wall, was empty! Plug-ins are an Air Wick product you plug into the wall outlet in any room to fragrance the room. I enjoy them so much and always have them plugged in  all throughout the house. So I got up to check the rest of the plug ins and as I walked from room to room I noticed they were all empty, and still plugged in. I thought to myself, that can't be safe, can it? The little plastic plug ins with the glass centers can get so hot when they are empty. 

So I decided to collect them all from the walls throughout the house, and I set them on the counter in the kitchen. There were about 7 of them by the time I made my rounds throughout the house.

Finally! I thought to myself, I can "now" go into the office and begin writing an experience or two. It's funny how just when you want to start writing, you start noticing all sorts of little distractions.

So, here I was, heading into the office with my coffee and a few notes I had written down for my post which I had in my hand.

I headed to the office through my kitchen and as I did, I hit one of the plug ins with the note paper I was holding, that was too close to the edge of the counter, and it caused the plug in to fly off the counter and hit the floor with a loud crash and bang! It sounded terrible! It sounded as if I broke the glass portion of the plug in.

It startled me, I was afraid glass would be all over the floor it made such a crash.  I stopped dead in my tracks, since I had no shoes on!  I stopped and looked around for any glass, I didn't see any, thank GOD! Then I picked the plug in up off the floor, made sure it wasn't broken anywhere else, and set it back on the counter. This time however I pushed it way in deep on the counter so that that could not happen again. I also pushed the other 6 back in a bit as well. There now!

And again, I'm off to the office!

I opened my laptop and began writing about an experience from long ago, not two minutes had passed when all of a sudden I heard a huge bang and crash in the kitchen, it sounded like glass breaking on the tile floor! Just like the crash I just heard from the plug in I knocked over earlier, I mean the exact same noise! I thought to myself, what the heck was that? There is no way that plug in fell off the counter!

I got up and ran into the kitchen to see what happened.

I stood there for a moment, glancing all over the kitchen floor area.

No crash! Nothing out of place on the counters, and all 7 plug ins were on the counter! What the heck is going on here?

 I could not believe that just happened!

I went back to the computer in my office and sat down and started to write again. I wondered what the heck was that! It mimicked the exact same noise of the plug in I knocked over? Ten minutes passed as I pounded away at the keyboard and then again, the crash and bang and cracking sound again was so loud in the kitchen! I ran again into the kitchen and saw nothing out of place!

No broken glass on the tile floors?

Why is this happening?

I then thought to myself, you must be kidding me! I am trying to concentrate and write on my blog and I have somehow entered the realm of the paranormal? So I quickly rebuked the force that was playing with me and went back to my blog!

I have to laugh as I write this because I stopped writing about the previous experience and added this one instead!

We never know what is going to happen at any given time in a day.

I thought I would share this with you as it was truly so unexpected.

I do get tired of this sort of thing always happening, but it is strange how just when you think you're alone.....well you know. you are never really alone!

These entities have the power to mimic sounds.

How strange is that? Why? To get our attention. Do not give them your attention! That will never go well for you. Rebuke and bind them and go on with your day!

Call me if you need help doing that.

Tracked by Aliens

So, yesterday after I got home from work I spent most of the early evening in bed. I wasn't feeling just right. Very strange and out of sorts. I wasn't sure why! I wasn't sick, I wasn't overly tired for a change, I just didn't feel right.

I wondered often throughout the evening what was wrong with me?

Then I just forgot about it.

Laying in bed after coming home from work just seemed to be the best idea. So I'll put my feet up, I thought to myself. Relax, drink water, unwind. Well, it all sounded really good.

I tried to sleep on and off but sleep wouldn't come.

I wasn't that tired.

I felt uneasy. Why? I couldn't put my finger on anything.

I wondered if maybe I was coming down with something after all?
I felt as if something was going to happen to me, but what?

 

I got up at nine and watched a little TV. Then went online for an hour or so. Then I laid back down again. Nothings going to happen I said to myself, everything is fine!

Finally around 11:00pm I fell asleep.
 

Somewhere around 3:00 am in the morning I woke up. I felt as if I weren't alone in the room. Ahh I thought, this is what I have been waiting for all night! I've had this happen many times in my life just before an Alien or Paranormal intervention of some kind would take place. I looked all over the room, I couldn't see anything in the darkness, I didn't want to turn the lights on and wake anyone else up, so I slid back down under the covers again.

The next thing I remember  that while yet in the dark I could see someone coming into view now,  I was seeing an older man, very frail and odd looking man standing on the side of my bed. Oh my word! This is so freaky! I continued to look at this visitor, feeling like I was in no real danger from him, but I was taken aback. Not to the point of screaming out loud though. I noticed he was holding a strange small cup and dipping a small wide paint brush into the cup, the bristles seemed very long and soft looking as he pulled the brush up and continued making a stirring motion. He did all this while he was just standing there. What came to my mind was he was mixing up a potion or something. He then immediately came towards me, I couldn't move he moved so fast in my direction. Then he started brushing the liquid from the cup all over my mouth with his brush! Over and over again, brushing this strange tart liquid all over, but only on my mouth! I didn't feel it dripping anywhere and I thought that very strange! Very strange indeed. How was that even possible? It tasted just a little tart and I don't remember any smell attached to it all!

 

I heard the one doing this to me say in a firm and caring male voice "This will help you". I thought I recognized his voice? He seemed very thin. Very frail as I caught a better quick glance of his arm over me as he continued painting this liquid on my mouth. The liquid was not cold or warm, that was odd. It was just wet.
I was truly amazed at all this and the fact that I did not move!
I was in a freeze frame like. I had had this happen to me many times before. 

I thought to myself, get the heck off of my face now already  with that brush! Stop putting this on my mouth! Is this liquid drying on me? Is it suppose to keep me from speaking something? Or is this to make me say something? Within a second of that thought I heard the being say to me, "you must attend an event, you must go there"! He showed me through a mental connection a few thoughts he was thinking, I cannot say exactly what he showed me  here, but it was in the state of California. I had no desire to go there! I immediately resisted this order! I had stated that several times throughout my life, there is no way I'm going there! I laughed at first a bit and said, I'm not going there! This was odd, I had never wanted to go to this place and now my mouth is saturated with some sort of non dripping liquid and he's telling me I have to go! Then he was gone! Just like that, Cup and brush just gone! Why and how do they do that?

 

I sat straight up in bed and rubbed my mouth vigorously. It was dry but felt tight, like something like egg whites had dried on it. I jumped up and ran into the bathroom immediately, turned on the light, and looked in the mirror.

I looked very normal. Concerned, but normal. Freaked out a bit, but normal. Nothing at all odd about my mouth. I kept rubbing my face and mouth over and over as I looked at myself in the mirror. The tightness subsided quickly and my mouth felt normal. Not wet at all. No residue at all! No discoloring at all. What just happened to me here? This was really strange!  I just stood there and wondered  about this all as I starred at myself and questioned why this even happened?

I wondered why I was being contacted again? Who is this visitor? What intelligence brings this information to me and from where? He showed me a place I actually know of that is a once a year gathering and asked me to attend this place. He showed me a word I was to focus on. How strange I thought? I wondered how this word could apply to me? How could that word mean anything to me? When he spoke his voice reminded me of my father who had passed away many years ago. That was strange I thought. Why would he sound like him? He clearly wasn't him!

 

I won't reveal the place or the word as I am still contemplating what this all means to me. I'm searching for inner answers to make sense of this all. Extraterrestrials have their own agenda with us.  

The Alien/Paranormal seems to keep track of me, interjecting information to me throughout my life since the 1950's.
There are always commands, short, direct and important for me.

I am hoping to connect these experiences to understand them better. Just because the extraterrestrials speak to me doesn't always mean I completely understand what they are inferring. 
Perhaps it may be time to tell?

Thus the painting of my mouth? To "help" me say or tell something.

 

As I sit here pondering this recent happening I am praying about how to move forward.  I am very aware that I have been led by the Spiritual realm as well as the extraterrestrial realm. Often for me they intersect.

Addendum

We are NEVER alone. There is always something happening if we are awake and watching. I believe this was a message for me to speak up about something I normally would not have spoken up about. This finally did happen, I ended up going where I never wanted to go! the word he spoke to me made perfect sense now.  
I have learned to trust and obey once I have prayed and tested the spirit in the situation. As my life progresses, if I am blessed to continue here, perhaps I will revisit this writing and share further this connection with the alien visitor that came and spoke words that commanded me.
I am grateful and humbled by these interactions.



The Flood

 

So, it was a very rainy summer here in Florida in 2015. I spent most of the 23 days of straight rain praying for it to stop. Wondering why it hadn't all along the way? After so many people had flooding and loss of finances through horrible conditions due to all the rain, my heart just broke.

Where were the answers? What was going on here?

The steady rain turned everyday people into victims!

 

The news was so hard to watch as picture after picture on the television showed what devastation came with rivers over flowing and sewer systems backing up due to the wet conditions.

Peoples cars no longer could get them to safety. The waters were much to deep. Roads were coming apart, pot holes were everywhere and driving was now unsafe! Kids couldn't get to school. Power was out in thousands of homes. Animals were having a hard time in the fields staying free from drowning. Fish were swimming on my front street. That was very strange indeed!

 It was starting to hit my neighborhood now just as it had the ones I had watched on T.V.  The over flowing rivers were causing such damage. With one more day of rain, I thought, we won't be getting out of this neighborhood at all without a boat and the house will flood for sure.

 Like so many others we will be prisoners of the rain!

I now understood very clearly how Mother nature had control of the state. After all, Florida is already a peninsular. I wondered if it was going to rearrange itself right here and now?

 

Day by day I watched the lake we live on (Park Lake) creep closer and closer to the back door. First the deck on the lake was covered with water, then the chairs were under water, then the table was under water, then the entire lawn disappeared from sight. The Fire pit in the back yard was under water. Fish were swimming feet from my back door, the turtles were laying in what small yard I had left. When was it going to end?

I threw myself on the floor and started to pray, Please GOD, help us NOW!

 

Then the reprieve came. The rain finally stopped!

23 total days here in Pasco county. It had taken it's toll. Why did this have to happen?

I wondered, Why had so many had to loose all they had to the deep waters of 23 days of straight rain?

 

The meteorologists said it was a freak thing. They hadn't seen this coming. It lasted far too long.

Why is it that when the weather acts this way we never really are prepared for it?

Pasco county found out way to late after the fact that nothing was handled well in the situation. We were ill prepared for this type of weather and NOW we would make many new changes for how to rethink how things should be handled, should we ever have to deal with this again in the future.

Our state was declared a state of emergency!

 

I wondered about the spiritual aspect of it all.

Is there a connection with the weather and the Powers that be?

Were we all being warned? Was it a wake up call? What were we to see spiritually from all this? 

I happen to believe all things are connected in this life!

 

Then I was reminded that we have been in an 8 year time of retrogrades and many negative things, teaching us lessons and coming to an end. It all started in 2008. And here we are now gearing up to the end of 2015, making way for the releases and the new hope of 2016! The year of completion.

Perhaps this was actually an ushering out of all the past? A flood of change was on the way. A beginning to a new day. A turn of celestial events!

Then It all made sense.

The universe truly does connect with us spiritually.   

What is to come is clearly now set to move forward. Old things have been cleansed from us, ways of thinking and living and being. (That is if we are awake to it.  Yes, it will happen anyway to all of us as we are all moving in the same direction here on the earth, but we do not all see clearly what is happening to us).  New understandings and spiritual growth are on the way to us.  2015 was beginning to be cleansed from us and 2016 was starting it's way to us. Like we were starting to shed 2015 like an old skin and prepare for the new skin that will take us into 2016.

It's a new day coming, a long awaited for, new day!

 

Now the rains made sense, it was as if we were seeing what was happening to us all in the spiritual realm. The flood had come and now the new would take shape.

The forecasted influences of the spiritual world we live in but cannot see with our naked eye were making itself known to us. But we had to understand this. This is what is always happening right under our noses and yet if we are not in tune, we do not see.

GOD never leaves us clueless, HE just asks us to pay attention. To ask, seek and knock.

To be in touch with our inner reality.

 

So as I contemplate all this before me in this life, the life I have been chosen to live, I now see why we go through things we cant control. It's just not all about us individually. It's about all of us as humans and what we walk through while we are here in the land of the living!

 

Floods will always bring fresh new ground. It's their nature.

Change is always hard, but I do welcome it.

 Goodbye 2015.

Hello 2016, the year of completions.

What might lie ahead?

 

 

 

Extraterrestrial Awareness

So, it was 1979, I was on my way home from work late one night. I had left my place of employment at 2:00 a.m. I had about a 20 minute drive to St. Petersburg from Clearwater.  I was headed South on 28th Street North as I was nearing 34th Avenue where I would make my left into my neighborhood. As I was approaching this intersection I could see just past my left turn, straight ahead of me, something hovering over the railroad tracks.

I had no idea what it was. It was certainly not a train of any sort I thought as I approached it, as it was too high off the track and I could see clearly underneath it. What was that I thought out loud?

I was just under 200 feet from the craft now.

I slowed the car down as I passed my turn into the neighborhood and drove closer to the railroad tracks.

I remember the car now just shutting off as if I had turned the key off, but I never touched the key, my hands were still on the steering wheel!

I thought to myself, "Wow, that's odd", but before I could finish much of that thought I looked up through my cars window shield and saw the most amazing, beautiful object. 

This was like a living machine. It was stunning. It looked like one singular piece of metal that shown in the moonlight with a pewter like silver glow. It had a white blue light running along the center of it ever so slowly. It spread out over both lanes of the road, I found out later it was 42 feet in length and about 5 feet high. The blue light on the middle of the craft was like nothing I had ever seen before. It was a soft white pulsating blue glow. It was beautiful! The  craft was hovered, yet silent. No noise at all, no exhaust or emission of any kind. No steam either, how odd I thought. How can it do that?

I thought to myself, I have must have had an accident? Am I dreaming? Did I die? How can this be hovered over the railroad track? I don't believe in other worldly flying saucers. I have always thought they were comic book entertainment. I actually slapped my face hard on both sides to make sure I hadn't crashed and died!

No I felt that slap! Both times. I'm sitting here in the middle of 28th Street North staring south at something I don't believe in that is hovered over the railroad tracks! I was shocked! Truly dumbfounded in every sense of the word.

I was in awe of this amazing sight before my eyes.

I said to myself "whatever you do Teri, DON'T get out of the car!

And just as soon as I said that, I reached for the handle to let myself out of the car!

I started to call on GOD, "what is that GOD"?

How can this be happening to me? I remember saying "LORD, where do I file this in my mind"? How is this real?

Once out of the car I  stood firm holding tightly onto the open door jam of my little Honda Civic. I was truly white knuckle holding on tight to that door jam. I looked to my right and to my left, I looked behind me, there was no one anywhere. Not a sound either, No other cars anywhere. Where was every body? Then I thought to myself, of course no one is out here, it's 2:30 in the morning by now. I'm here all alone! But isn't anyone else around here awake?

Am I the only one seeing this?

 

I couldn't hear the noise of the city. Everything was perfectly still, as if I were in some protected bubble. Somehow I could see clearly even though it was dark out? Not even the slightest breeze could I see or feel. I could see the lights from businesses down the street and the light kept going from green to red on the corner of 28th Street and 30th Avenue, but there were no sounds. It was surreal.

I continued to stare at the craft hovering over the train tracks.

It was a mesmerizingly beautiful sight. Like nothing I had ever seen or imagined.

I thought to myself, "if GOD has allowed me to see this amazing sight here tonight there must be a reason for it. HE is showing me  there is a lot more to HIS story than what I currently know"!

I felt safe, and calm for some reason but  I was extremely curious.

 

All of a sudden after what seemed like only a few seconds I saw a huge blue white light shining towards me from my far right. It was the same sort of light that was circling the craft in front of me. 

 I looked into the light and saw a figure standing in the light. It had a huge head and was very thin and tall. It appeared to be whitish. The white blue light shown almost through it, which I thought was really odd. The being was very ugly and I remember looking away from it, thinking Oh GOD, you have to be kidding me, what the hell is that?  I seriously was shocked at this point as I tried to look away from the being. It was very creepy. Like nothing I had ever seen before. But somehow I was not completely afraid. I know that seems hard to believe, but I believe I was in denial a bit at what I was actually seeing. I know I didn't want to look straight at it because it was so ugly and different from anything I had ever seen. It had two of the biggest eyes I had ever seen on any creature in my life. But I wasn't afraid to the point of running. I felt I was again, somehow safe. Like this being was actually calming me somehow. I have no clue how however!

 

I remember looking down at the pavement to take my eyes off this being for a moment and I saw that I was standing on the road just in front of my car now. How did I get here? When did I let go of the car door jam?  I thought to myself, well, I'm certainly not going over there near that thing! And just as I said that, I saw my feet floating towards the creature in the blue light. I was not walking on the pavement, I was moving closer to the grass where the light and the creature were.  I could barely feel my feet, they seemed very heavy!

  

(I don't remember much after that until 32 years later, when I had a regression therapy with my then friend "Kathleen Marden". What I remembered in the regression session came to me over the period of her walking me through the process four different times).  Remembrance came slowly and unraveled a bit more with each visit. I was so grateful. I wanted to understand what happened to me that night. I just wanted to understand!

 

What I remembered with her expert help was being on the craft. In a small, very softly lit room of all white. No seams in the room I noticed, just a soft white glow with a table that I was lying on. The walls seemed to be the light in the room, the whole wall! It was like nothing I ever saw before. The room felt sterile but small. I lifted up my head from the table and saw my legs stretched out in front of me  and my sandals still on my feet. I am 5' 71/2" and I really felt somewhat cramped. I saw my uniform from my job still on me. I saw two different small creatures near my ankles. One on each side. The one on the left side was touching my ankle. I was very concerned! I don't know how I got in here? What are these things in here with me I was thinking? They were not the same as the one I had seen outside this room in the light. But the tall white creature was near my right shoulder and looking down on me. I looked up at it and noticed there was no nose or mouth. Just small slits like. The eyes were dominant. The skin was puffed but smooth and white. He (and I say he, because the voice seemed male), had no ears or hair on his body. He looked at me and said to me through his eyes, which I later found out was mental telepathy,

"We will not hurt you.  We will not take you".

It was just very matter of fact!

I immediately thought to myself "take me where"?

That was all I remember hearing audibly.

 

The next thing I remembered, I was again in front of my car. Just standing there. Alone in the middle of the street again. I looked around behind me and to both sides. My car door was still wide open. There was still no one else around. The light to my right was now gone. The craft I had seen earlier was still hovered over the railroad tracks in the exact same place it was before. I don't know how long I stood there staring at it, but all of a sudden it flipped vertically 90 degrees to it's right side. And now I beheld it vertically. It happened so fast I don't even recall seeing it flip. It instantaneously just flipped. I watched it there in the vertical position for a few minutes. I'm just not sure how long. Then I said something out loud that shocked me! I said "Please don't leave me here"! Please, don't go! I actually was begging this craft to stay! I thought to myself, what the heck am I saying here? Why am I saying that? That makes no sense at all.

And then I said it all again!

With that the craft took off at an incredible rate of speed towards the south and again came to a dead stop about 500 feet up in the air above me. I could still see the craft clearly. It was still in the vertical position with the belly of the craft to the left side.

All of a sudden, as if this experience weren't enough, I saw a huge ball of fire exit the belly of the craft and pulsate there next to the craft for a few minutes. Again I don't know how long it stayed there with the craft. I wondered what the fireball was going to do?

Again, I yelled out,

Please don't leave me here! Come back! Don't leave me!

Then, all of a sudden the craft and the fireball took off instantly at the same time at an incredible rate of speed to the west, towards the Gulf of Mexico.

I stood all alone now in the dark in the middle of the street and looked up in the sky saying "please, please come back".

 

I was so very confused by all this. I walked around for a minute or two in the center of the road. I had to try to wrap my mind around all this. What just happened here? Why? I had to talk to someone. I had to tell someone who knew and loved me. I needed to feel safe sharing this amazing experience. I decided right there and then that I would drive over to my Mom's and tell her what had just happened. So I got into my car and headed north back down 28th street to 50th Avenue North, where she lived. It was only about a minutes trip to her house from mine. I knocked on her door and her husband came to the door and said, "Teri, what are you doing here at this time in the morning"? I said, "Marty, Please, I just have to talk to my Mom, He said, "do you know what time it is"? I said, yes, I do, he said, it's 4:00 a.m. in the morning Teri, your mother is sleeping! (I laughed as he said this because I thought to myself, this nut thinks it's 4:00 a.m. in the morning, but it's only around 2:45 a.m. I thought to myself  because I was just was coming home from work, so it can't possibly be 4:00 a.m.) So I said to him again, "please Marty, can you wake her up, I really need to speak to her"?

I had no idea I had just experienced missing time. I didn't know there was such a thing as missing time, so how could it have made any sense to me? I thought Marty was mistaken when he told me what time it actually was.

Just then I saw my Mom come around the corner tying her robe belt and she said, "Marty, who is it there?  He replied to her, it's Teri, and my Mom said well for heavens sake Mart, let her in! I apologized to my Mom and Marty and said "I'm so sorry to come over so late at night, but I have just experienced something so bizarre I don't know what to think about it and I had to talk to someone who knows and loves me.

I relayed the entire night to her at that point.

And she listened quietly. She never questioned or interrupted me.

After I had finished explaining it all as it had happened, she looked me right in the eyes and said calmly and softly,

"Teri, don't worry about this, I have seen them too"!

I was beyond shocked when she said that!

 

There is so much more to this experience. But this is all I will share here. We are truly NOT alone on this planet. And again I will say,

Truth is stranger than any fiction!

WE ARE NOT ALONE!

~

 

The Uninvited LOUD Music

So, I was cleaning the house this morning, Tuesday April 7th, 2015 at 8:40am, and after I had put a load of clothes in the washer and one in the dryer I started to head to the kitchen to wash my dishes. 

I had woken up this morning with a horrible stabbing behind my right eye. It really hurt and it kept throbbing as I was doing my house work. I was trying to ignore it as much as I could but it was really beginning to be bothersome.

I thought, oh well, I better get these few dishes done so I can go put my head on the pillow for a moment and rest my eye.

It always takes a moment for the water to get hot, so I started  wiping down the counter waiting for the water to heat up in the sink. GOD forbid I should waste a moment, right! 

I was unaware that the next few moments would be epic in my day.

 

I was standing in front of the window in the kitchen and I was watching the birds on a neighbors dock as I started to wash the popcorn bowls in the now hot water, from the night before. I finished the first one and laid it in the drainer and as I picked up the second bowl, I heard music playing in the house. I heard a very loud song being played in my living room, which is directly behind me as I stood in the kitchen. The song was getting louder, so loud it sounded as though it was coming from a huge speaker.

I thought to myself, we don't have a huge speaker in the living room, so where is that coming from? 

I knew my phone was in the bedroom, so I knew something was wrong here. The T.V. was off and the lap top was closed!

Where is this music coming from?

I had never heard this song before and I was trying to place it from something or somewhere, but with no luck. It wasn't the type of music I would ever choose to listen to. It had words but I was baffled at the loudness of it and I didn't pay much attention to what the words were.

It got louder still and it frightened me, it got so loud it was unreal!

 I dropped the popcorn bowl in the sink and finally spun around to see where this loud music was coming from!

As I turned to confront the music, I shut the water off in the sink and instantly the music stopped. I approached the front room and I looked out the front window to see if it could have been a car stereo going by, but there was no car. If there would have been a car I would still hear the music after shutting off the water!

But the music stopped at the exact moment I shut the water off!

 

I walked into the living room and stood there for a moment.

The hair on the back of my neck was standing straight up and I felt as if there was a lighting bolt going through me.

I felt electrified somehow.  

I spoke openly and said out loud in the living room,

Lord JESUS, what was that?  

I just stood still. Waiting for a reply. I heard no reply.

I felt a bit of fear, so I quickly rebuked the feeling and went to the bedroom to get my phone to call my room mate and explain what was happening in case something more began to happen.

 

After I shared what had just taken place I hung the phone up.

I went back into the living room and waited a moment more.

 Still nothing. My eye hurt so bad I thought I would have to go lay down and close it immediately. It was just pounding.

What was happening here?

I instantly went back to the kitchen to do the dishes.

There was no music.

I'm not sure what had caused the loud music. It was a country type of tune. Very odd. Nothing I had ever heard before and in a man's voice. The words were superfluous. They didn't mean anything to me of what I could remember. But now I cannot for the life of me even remember one word I heard. It was so sudden and strange.

 

Often odd things happen, but why? That's always my question.

Perhaps it will come to me in another form or situation.

Or is it that I need to literally "Face the music" about something?

I'm in prayer for an answer.

Our GOD is the GOD of humor actually!

The Miracle

 

So, it was the Autumn of 1998.  I was on the beach with a bunch of friends. We had all decided this would be a day of hanging out at a majestic old resort, The Don CeSar, on one of America's finest beaches on the West coast of Florida and enjoy a spectacular sunset. We had had a early dinner at the "Don" and headed out on the beach. The Sunsets are always so colorful and majestic out over the Gulf of Mexico. It's always a beautiful sight!

 

There were about 8 of us in all.

We were all running around all over the place just laughing playing tag and being silly. It had been an awesome day. My youngest son was one of the people with us in the group. We were all having a really wonderful time, but it was starting to get late and I was wondering when we should all pack up and get ready to head back home. Just then one of the girls that was there with us, all of a sudden screamed out and said "OH NO, I've lost my car key"!

 She had driven about 4 people to the beach for the outing that day. I asked her if it was on a key chain or a fob? She said no, it was just the single key she had put in her pocket and now it was gone.

We all were thinking "Oh no, this won't end well". We had covered an entire city block wide area while playing tag and running all over the beach. I decided the only thing

we could do is to all hold hands and

PRAY for divine intervention! 

 We needed this key to get people home so we needed to find this lost key before the sun set. We all knew we needed a miracle.  It was completely dark now on the beach and only the lights from the street gave us any hope of seeing anything, and they were not as close as we needed them to be.

 

We all gathered in a circle grabbed the hand next to us and  I prayed, "Please LORD, help us find this lost key, we thank you for hearing this prayer, we need a miracle, Amen"!

 

It was no grand prayer full of elegant words and promises, just a simple begging from my heart! We all said Amen, and then after about 2 minutes, my son Joshua said, is this it? He held up a single key with a square end to it, and sure enough, there it was! We all started screaming, jumping up and down and laughing and crying! It was a miracle and it only took two minutes to reach us!

 

I have always wondered just how Joshua found that key! He claims he literally stepped on it. Have you ever been to the beach? Have you ever seen how thick the sand can be and how anything you stand on can get buried in the sand in an instant? And in the dark no less? Well, I have! I was just in amazement of this recovery. It was a blessing for sure, but then again I prefer to call it a

miracle. GOD heard our prayer and HE delivered!

You can't make these things up! This was a blessing beyond blessings. I am so grateful! GOD does answer prayer.

 

 

Conversations with a Light Being

So, last night I had a ball of light come to me and it felt like an old wonderful friend.

I know that must sound strange but I was in a state of almost being awake when this beautiful orb light appeared to me.

It was as if I were expecting the visitor some how, I have no reason to expect it but here it was! It was exciting!

I was extremely comfortable sitting and chatting with this light. Like two old friends getting together.  It seemed very normal somehow.  It was radiating it's love for me and concerns for my personal, physical, emotional and oddly my financial life. I had been thinking along these lines from time to time recently. Wondering what I should do about finances at my age now?

 I wasn't sure how this entity came to me, there I was and it just appeared right before me. I was glad to have the fellowship of the light and it seemed comfortably familiar.

I wasn't the least bit afraid of it.

I accepted this light without any attitude on my part whatsoever.

Not a hint of a second thought! 

 

We spoke of so many personal things together. I was completely comfortable the entire time. I shared my heart! We looked together at my finances and discussed what I was doing in my "awake" life. I realized fully I was not completely awake at this time.  I was in the realm "between" where this light had come to me before many times. It was like having a life coach from the light sharing with me. Guiding me here in this life! I know that sounds odd. But this is a true account of this night. It never judged me or spoke harshly. The voice was steady and focused on my life and the results I would glean from this experience. It led me through a thinking process to "take a look at" where I was and where I was heading. Perhaps like a concerned father would, gently making suggestions to me and then watching delightfully as I excepted it's guiding conversation. I never knew a loving father in my life. So this was a huge comfort to me. It was the closest thing to a father in my estimation. He led me to see why I needed to chose this way or that way. HE let me find the way on my own. He would simply watch me make the right choice. I could see that this pleased him!

 

As I was speaking with "Him" after what seemed like hours, I started to feel the curious urgency to cough, and excused myself in His presence. I coughed a few times and then felt rather embarrassed that I had to really cough again, and still again. Then I started coughing really hard again and this time I coughed so hard I found myself awake in bed, sitting up and coughing really hard, as I sat up in bed with my hands covering my mouth I wondered if He had allowed me to feel this need to cough to end our conversation?

 

It's been a feeling that still engulfs me as I sit here writing this blog of the evening and early morning visitor.

He is now gone, and so is my need to cough?

 

I woke knowing I am deeply loved and cared for from beyond the understanding of this life. HE oversees me throughout my days here in this life and HE cares about what I'm doing!

 I am so very grateful.

It is truly a wonder how HE comes to me, but I believe these are my little visits with GOD himself.

I think we all have these from time to time, I was just lucky enough a few times to wake and remember them.

I hope you can as well.