The Glowing Ball of Light

The Orb in the Cloud

It has been a wonderfully strange weekend—one filled with unexpected visits, emotional clarity, and moments that felt guided by something greater than myself. The kind of weekend that feels both earthly and otherworldly all at once.

The surprise visit from my granddaughter came just when it was needed most—for her, and perhaps for me, too. She had arrived with a quiet heaviness about her, carrying the weight of some painful experiences that she hadn’t fully unpacked until now. Over long conversations, we began to untangle the threads of those events—some traumatic, some just part of the heartbreak of growing up. It was raw, but it was healing. We both needed this.

As the day stretched on, we both felt the need to shift the energy. We wanted to laugh, to feel light again, to breathe in the sky and soak in the sun. So, we did what we often do in moments like this—we got in the pool.

Floating under the open sky brought with it a sense of calm, of joy even. The kind that only comes when you're surrounded by water and love and the quiet companionship of someone who understands you. Dusk was beginning to draw a soft curtain of lavender and gold across the horizon. A small storm cloud was brewing to the north, but it felt distant, more theatrical than threatening.

As we drifted lazily, I found myself watching the northern sky, speaking absentmindedly as my eyes traced the edges of the storm. And then—it happened.

Out of nowhere, a perfectly round, glowing white orb appeared. It emerged from the center of the dark cloud I’d been watching, stark and luminous against the moody sky. It wasn't the Moon. It wasn’t a planet or a reflection. It was something else entirely—something not of this world.

It took my breath away.

It was large, impossibly round, and glowing with an unnatural brilliance—beautiful and eerie all at once. I sat up on my float, stunned. It seemed at once far away and intimately close. As awe overtook me, I pointed and called out to my granddaughter: “Hey, look at that big bright circle over there!”

She turned to see it, but just as her gaze shifted toward the cloud—it vanished. Instantly. As if it had never been there at all.

I was left blinking at the empty sky, caught between amazement and frustration. She hadn’t seen it. That moment, meant for sharing, was mine alone. But maybe… that was the point.

I knew, without question, that I had just glimpsed something from another dimension. It wasn’t a hallucination or a trick of light—it was deliberate. It wanted to be seen. Not by both of us—just by me.

I believe now that the orb was a message. A spiritual nudge. A reminder.

So much truth had been stirred up that day—old wounds exposed, old fears spoken aloud—and in return, something beyond our understanding offered a sign. Maybe it was an assurance. Maybe it was a way of saying, You, are not alone in this.

Experiences like this don’t come with easy explanations. They come with wonder and with questions. They ask us to sit in uncertainty, to stay open to meaning that unfolds slowly.

Tonight, I’ll sleep with my heart open and my spirit listening. Maybe it will return in a dream. Maybe it won’t. But I trust that clarity will come. It always does.

After all, there is always a reason for the strange. We just have to be willing to look deeper.

CHOSEN For The Job

So it was 1980. I was at home with my two young boys and I was trying to teach myself to play the guitar. I thought maybe, because I could sing so well, perhaps playing the guitar would be something I could do to bring finances into my life!

That wasn't happening!

My fingers were so sore, there was no way I could play that thing! I put the guitar down and asked GOD to help me find something I could do to begin a career to help myself financially. I knew I needed to work, but doing "what" I thought?

It was then I clearly heard the voice of the LORD audibly say to me,

"Pick up the phone, call every Dentist in the phone book until you are hired"!

I didn't even give this a second thought! You see, GOD has always spoken audibly to me throughout my entire life, so, I picked up the phone book and started calling local Dental offices.

I identified myself and said I was wondering if they had any openings in their front offices? I called about 11 numbers in the book and was turned down so far by every one. The 12th number was a Dr. Christian, who was located a few miles from my home. A woman had answered the phone, identified herself as Sheila. She was extremely pleasant and was more than willing to listen to me as I made my verbal introductions.

I repeated to her what I had said to all 11 other woman who had answered the phone. She asked me after I made my inquisition, "how did you get this number, how did you hear about us"? I went quiet for a moment, pondered my reply, and then said, I had prayed and asked GOD for direction for a new job, and he told me to call every Dentist in the phone book until I was hired! She said to me in a stunned voice, "Are you kidding me"?

I replied very directly, "No, Mam, not at all".

She was quite on the phone for a minute, and then she said, "well, I am 7 months pregnant and I was just today thinking that we would need someone here at the office to take over while I'm away for maternity leave for about three months". She also asked me, "Did I have any experience working in a Dental office"?  I replied, "no, but I have worked front desks before, and for Honeywell in the past and I am a very quick learner"! With that, Sheila said to me, "I simply have to meet you! "Are you available to come here today, NOW"? 

I replied very excitedly, yes, I am!

 

So I quickly cleaned myself up, put the children in the car, and headed off to the Dental office to meet Sheila. The children stayed in the car with sandwiches and coloring books, yes, the windows were down, and a stern speaking to, too stay in the car and speak to no one! I could see them from the front office window. With that I went in the office. Sheila and I spoke for about a half hour and she hired me right there on the spot! I started my training a week later.

 

This began my career in Dentistry. It was a long very satisfying career. From 1980 to 2009, With a myriad of spiritual experiences in between!

If we all could just tune in to the voice of GOD that we all hear. Think of how simple life could be.

We have to know how to hear HIS voice when HE speaks to us.

Then follow and obey.

All it takes is the art of listening.

Training our ear to hear HIS voice!

I'll say it again, TRUTH is stranger than any written fiction!

The GIFT

So, it was 1978. The LORD had  guided me to help a young mother and her sister through some tuff times for them. The Husband of the sister worked in a chemical company that produced famous brand Shampoos and Body lotions and the like.

A few miracles had taken place while we all walked a very difficult road together for a season and The husband wanted to do something for me to repay their gratitude. How silly I thought, I hadn't done anything but pray for them and help them through a hard few years.. The husband and his wife had come to my attention through her sister and we all experienced the GRACE of GOD in miraculous ways together over a four year period. It all had nothing whatsoever to do with me. It was the LORD who blessed us all! I was just the blessed human who experienced the miracles along side these folks.

The husband would not take no for an answer from me! He kept offering me money, gifts, and the like, to repay me for my kindness.  I kept turning him down, firmly no! No favor I pleaded, PLEASE, stop!

He was so determined to do something for me, thinking I deserved it somehow. He was really very sweet, and thankful.

So being that he worked in management for a major chemical company he choose to do something for us in a practical manner. He drove by my home very early one day and left two, one gallon bottles of the company's most famous shampoo and conditioner on the door step.  I was passing the front window that morning and I saw something go by the house,  and looked quickly out the window as he dropped off "something". I then watched him get into his car, close the door, and then Drive away,  I got up from the kitchen table and went to the door wondering what had just happened here? I saw the two gallon jugs sitting there on the bricks with a note and curly colored confetti attached to them. The note read "please except SOMETHING for our gratitude", we love you! After I read the note, I laughed and said to myself, "well now this is a great gift", we can surly all use this! 

With that I closed the door and went into the house and put the shampoo and conditioner in the shower and didn't think of it again!

It just left my thoughts.

We used the "gift" every night with every shower, my husband and my two boys and myself. I marveled at how having a gallon of this stuff really made a difference as it seemed to never run out.

I thought to myself, from now on, I'm always buying in this bulk size!  It lasts forever! And again I forgot about it.

Life went on and showers happened every night!

A year later I was at the store and I was going over my grocery list. I thought to myself, gee, I'm so sick of that gallon of shampoo, perhaps I should get something new? I was sick of looking at the big jug on the shelf in the bathroom! But then I thought, "well, it's more frugal to wait until it runs out I guess, were not millionaires, I won't spend the grocery money on shampoo if I still have some left, It does smell really good and heck, we have hardly used any of the conditioner"!

So with that I again just forgot about it.

A year later, YES, a year later, I looked at that large jug of shampoo and conditioner and said, "HEY, wait a minute here, this is still half full"! "How can that be"? "What's going on here"? I asked my boys and husband if they remembered the kind husband two years ago that dropped this off to us as a gift? They all said, "yes", I said, hey guy's, that was two years ago! We still have shampoo and conditioner left! This is a miracle! There is no other way to explain it. My oldest son Jason said "Mom, I use that every night" I said as do I, and I use it on your brother, and my husband said I have also only used that stuff! We all sat there quietly for a moment and then just burst into laughter! Why? Shampoo? Really?

YES, really! It was an anointed gift. GOD showed us great favor.

We to this day still talk about the miraculous shampoo incident.

Miracles happen every day, we don't always recognize them but none the less they happen!

I'm grateful, very grateful to see how GOD cares for us in ways we would never expect!

It's hard to believe I just forgot about it over and over for two years. I wonder if the LORD allowed me to "Not recall" how long we were using the "gift" so we would experience that wonderful moment together?

Truth my friend is always stranger than fiction!

In Tune

So, I am simply amazed as I write this post tonight. I can hardly believe what has happened myself. As I contemplate all the vibrations on this planet, I must say I am blessed and utterly blown away at how intricately everything is connected.

If we look for it!

I have a little bracelet I wear every day, all the time and even to bed. I looked at it as I was in my office working, thinking to myself, I just love this little bracelet. I've worn it for years. I was amazed at how it glistened and blessed me. Such a sweet little trinket. Not expensive, but so loved.

 

So, I was sitting in my office that same day, about a week ago, when all of a sudden I thought very clearly of my youngest son.

Well, you may think, what's so strange about that?

Well, my youngest son and I have had many issues over the years and we don't talk much. I am a firm disciplinarian and he is a firm rebellious child, youngster, teenager, man.

No one could love him more than I, however we agree to disagree about many things. So we don't talk much.

So here I am, feverishly working away at my desk a week ago and out of the seemingly blue, his name comes to mind.

I whisper up a prayer for him as I'm sure, he's probably going to be calling me soon, and may need my help. It feels odd though.

Really odd.

Sure enough, to the day a week later, I get a text and a picture sent to me. He is very ill. So ill, that he has already been to the hospital, been on medication and is now wondering what his next step will be. I plan to see him the next day and spend time going over what has taken place, and what he should perhaps do next.

I had planned in the evening of this day, the day that all the news came to me about my son, to go to a friends birthday dinner party. So my husband and I went to dinner with the Birthday group and had a wonderful time, even though I was very prayerful throughout the evening for my son.

I was seated next to a woman who grabbed my arm at the party and said to me, "what a lovely bracelet, it's so sweet and glistens so"! I thanked her and agreed with her and told her it was my absolute favorite bracelet.

It was at that very minute the thought came to me that I would not have this bracelet much longer. I laughed to myself and thought, how ridiculous is that? Why would that silly thought come to me now? I ran my hand over the beads and smiled. I've had this little treasure for such a long time! I just love it!

Then I put the thought away from me, and laughed at myself for thinking it.

 

We stayed at the party much later than we should have, and headed home, dead tired!

As I lay in bed that night, before I went to see my son, I heard the LORD remind me of many things through the years that I have shared with my son. Things he did not want to hear. Hard things for me to share with him. Things I knew he needed to hear. I was concerned for him deeply and prayed in the SPIRIT that the LORD would grant him favor and healing. It was no small prayer!

The LORD prepared me that night for what I was to do, what I was to say and what to bring along with me as I visited, as I would have some alone time with him.
I woke that morning and did as I was instructed by the LORD.
I gathered the things together to take to him and I jump in the car to head out.

 

I head out to see him, a sixty mile drive one way to his home, praying all the way there, asking for wisdom and guidance.
Praying I am in tune with what the LORD wants me to do!
I find once I get there that I am immediately in tune with his needs and in fact have already met them!

GOD is so good!

It was as if what the LORD showed me the night before was clearly what was needed. I had a wonderful visit and talk with my son and felt we would be seeing a lot more of each other now.

It was so good to see him. I was receiving a lot of incoming information from the LORD as I sat and spoke with my son and watched him as we laughed and had a good visit.

It just blessed me.

I made the long trip home from my son's house and contemplated all that had taken place.

After more prayer and pondering I was very tired and ready for bed! I was grateful for such a wonderful day.

That night, as I got ready to go to bed, I threw the covers back to jump in the sac and I see all these glistening beads all over the sheets. I thought to myself, what the heck is this? I quickly look at my arm and I see that as I slept the night before wrestling with what I was going to do and say, talking with the LORD, my bracelet of all these years, broke! I hadn't even been aware of it all day! It had broken through the night and all the little beads were everywhere on the sheets!

I remembered how this silly little bracelet was a part of this whole process with my son. How it all started from me admiring it. Then the thought of my son came to me, then the text, then the prayers, then the healing, then the woman at the party and now, just as I thought, I don't have my little bracelet any longer!

How strange is this life?

It never ceases to amaze me.

The lesson here, the take away. Is all about my son.

Forgiving and letting go so that life can take it's own path.

The glistening gems of life and how GOD is in all the details.

He gives and takes away. ONLY HE can.

I am blown away. There are lessons everywhere, if we will just pay attention to the small things.

 

 

 

 

 



Octagon Hall 2017



So, on our vacation last week for 2017 we decided to go to the famous Octagon Hall in Franklin KY. I hadn't read anything about it at all, only that others had gone there and were doing ghost investigations and seemed to have lots of good EVP's and the like. So we were at our property in KY and decided to head over a few counties to check it out and meet the men who work there and see what all the chatter was about.

The History revealed this information for us:

An antebellum  eight sided three story brick home

In 1847, Andrew Jackson Caldwell laid out the foundation for his new family home. With a desire for distinction, his home would not be a simple structure with four walls like so many others, but an eight sided edifice unique to the region.

Completed in 1859, it would soon become a landmark in the south-central Kentucky area.

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Well, we found out that Andrew Jackson Caldwell was a Mason and he had the octagon shape in mind for a good reason. Or at least he thought it was a good reason.

We also found that there were civil war soldiers there at one time and that it was a hiding place, a hospital, and a residence all in one.

It's truly a beautiful place that is falling into disrepair as it is a museum of the past and needs finances to reestablish it to it's once wonderful grand glory.

I loved talking with the people we met there and we had a wonderful tour of the home. But, right from the moment I walked into the building I was instantly approached by a strong male figure who was not amongst the living. I commanded him in the name of JESUS not to touch me as I felt him on my left arm and back area, standing very close to me.  He wasn't evil, but very interested in why I was there. I took two steps in and felt a woman on my right, she was also interested in why I had come to the home. I moved into the home a few feet more and could feel the children around me. The home was so active I was amazed. I didn't need an EVP device, these spirits were making themselves known.

I walked through each room in the home touching the wood and bricks and it was as if I could hear the LORD tell me the pain that these walls had seen. The fears were very real and horrifying once. Death was everywhere. It was actually overwhelming. Like it was covering the walls of this ancient structure. Not just human death but spiritual death as well! I sat down and listened to the thoughts that were coming to me.  It was a long and I might add, cold visit, as I pondered each room in the home.

I soon felt compelled to walk outside after an hour or so in the house. As I walked out of the house and down the back stairs I noticed the curator of the museum come out on the porch to smoke a cigarette. He sat down in one of the chairs on the porch, I smiled up at him but went out a few yards more into the back yard and I heard the LORD say to me, "you are standing on fingers, bones" and before the Lord finished speaking with me I heard the curator yell out to me from above, "we found fingers right where you are standing, from a recent dig"! I was amazed and told him what I had just heard from the LORD! He said "yes", "I can see that you are getting verification".  I was then led to the back part of the yard, the curator came down to walk with me, and the curator and I walked the back lot towards a few large trees. I was feeling death very strongly and said I feel that there are people literally buried right here, and he said "yes", "there are graves back here everywhere. It was then that my feet were feeling, portions of bodies and with every step I could feel through my feet what I was standing on. It was gravely strange. I could see as if by radar what I was standing on. I felt like crying it was so sad. I could hear the bones crying from the ground. The pain and the sadness was overwhelming. So many young souls gone. So much blood crying from the ground still after all these years! I shared these thoughts with the curator and he said "yes", there were many amputations done here and many were killed and froze to death on these grounds once. Just then I went up to one of the large trees and laid my hands on the cold bark. There were areas where the bark was ripped away and the smooth skin of the tree was exposed in long segments. It was when I touched this that the LORD spoke again and said, "This tree has seen and felt all that you now feel" I said to the curator this tree was talking to me. He said people were hung from the tree and I could certainly feel it. I then felt warm breezes over my face and hands and saw the burial from a day long ago when the master of the home was buried there. The curator showed me his grave. It was so strange. I was feeling things the curator was confirming to me.  I was being led by feelings in my hands and feet and the curator verified everything I experienced. I saw the death in my minds eye of the wife and sorrow all over her. These had been lonely, strange and hard times for these people in these graves. Many young children were present as well. They had all died so early in life and the deaths were very sad. The children here knew little hope! Their lives were not royal or happy. Bitterness kept coming up to me from the ground.

I walked briefly into the slave shack and could not bear the pain and sorrow from this structure. It was fear based and horribly sad. Angry and desperate feelings. I exited immediately. It was as if I walked into a tornado of negative emotions in that shack. I could not stand there as my heart was too heavy. The death and sadness was overwhelming!

I briefly visited the summer kitchen shack and in there it was simply empty. As if no one wanted to be in it. I thought that very strange. It was a step back in time to see all that these women had to do just to prepare one meal! It was an all day ordeal feeding family back in those days.

I went back into the home again and went into the basement now. Touching the walls as I went down the steps, 13 of them actually on the final decent. There was a feeling of confusion, anger, resentment, and grief all over the lower level. It was so thick in the air. Anger was paramount, I was sure. I did not however feel anything focused on me. They (the spirits there) wanted me to know they knew in this life they had made many wrong choices, spirits were everywhere! The voices were coming so fast to me I felt like plugging my ears. These spirits were full of regret! That is where their anger lay, yet they knew it was there own doing their own choices that made them feel this way. As if they were saying we blame only ourselves. There was a strange peace in that to me. Very strange. I know that while we are here in the Land of the Living we are all responsible for the choices we make. Once we cross over to the realm of the dead we have already written our story. It is then finished. Our lives become a tale to be told. No changes can be made. It is History. Yes, HIS story then. The LORD alone keeps the records of our lives. Weather we choose to believe it or not.

I have seen how the angelic realm writes the book of "Teri" or "Kevin" or "You". It is done with extreme caution and perfection! The heavenly messengers keep account of all of us. It's truly amazing to see. I saw this in the 70's while the LORD showed me the process one night in a vision. It was beautiful! Angels appear to us as people while we are alive and we have no clue while we are here in the Land of the Living that they are actually angels, however once we act this way or that, it is documented, what we say and do here. Thus "our" story is written. We NEVER get away with anything here, EVER! The documentation and the "why" is known from the heart by GOD himself!

This was what I was hearing from the spirits for the moment as I was in the basement of this once beautiful home. Regret and despair from poor choices.  I quickly went to the main floor and into the grand room. The room where the families had lived and spent most of their time in, the meetings were held for the Masons in this grand room, the choices were made for the military maneuvers, once upon a time now gone. I felt the wickedness there.  Vindictive spirits, angry and alone! It was awful! The pain and the despair. I felt after 4 hours in this home I could stand it no more.  I wanted to stay all day and night but it was a very cold 38 degrease that day and I was ready to head to warmth for the evening. As much as I loved being there, I felt I could hear no more!

We thanked the wonderful dedicated curators for a lovely day of validation and friendship there at the great museum. I strongly urge others to go and feel the walls and grounds for yourself! See what might be spoken to you.

The home was full of spiritual conversations and insight. We were very glad we spent the day there. So much can be learned from the past when we open the eyes of our hearts!

 

Someone Stopped Me

 

So, it was 2005. A beautiful Autumn day. My Mom was visiting me for a week from North Carolina. She lives in a very small township in North Carolina called Otto. Near Franklin. There are no nice shopping malls there. No good name brand stores to shop, No nice boutiques, and there is really pretty much nothing else going on in Otto. They have a cemetery and a garbage dump with a free standing little shack for free stuff others are throwing away. So that's the big doin's in Otto. The free shack! Oh yes, and the weekly Bingo at all the churches in town!

When my Mom comes to visit me in St. Petersburg, FL it's like she's rearing to go to all the wonderful shops both here and in Tampa. She can finally find things she loves again.

So, we were headed out to the downtown boutiques on the beautiful streets of downtown St. Pete, we were both so excited to have the day together and we literally wore ourselves out shopping from one store to another! We were heavy laden with packages and box's and could not wait to get home to get off our feet!

I got up on the I-275 ramp from downtown and headed towards my exit at 22nd Ave No. I came to a stop at the light, because as usual, I always got the red light. Mom and I were talking away and laughing from the day's sweet deals we purchased.

The light turned green.

I just sat there. I didn't move the car.

I don't really understand why.

A whole 30 seconds went by.

I still just sat there.

As if I were being held there!

My Mom looked at me and said what are you waiting for Teri, Come on the light is green! She sounded upset. 

I looked at her and said, "that's so weird, I have no idea why"....

And that is when we both saw a Semi Tractor trailer run the red light doing 60 miles per hour right before our eyes!

We both froze as we looked at each other.

We would have both been instantly killed had I moved forward when the light changed. We would not have stood a chance.

It was divine intervention that kept me from moving the car forward. I cannot explain it. It was a spiritual experience to say the least! I could not have moved my foot to the gas had I wanted too! Someone clearly prevented it from happening.

I believe the LORD will watch over us who love HIM.

This was an amazing testimony of that!

It was a GOOD day!



The Attack

So, it was June, 2012 and my husband and I went to visit my sister and her husband in Orlando, Florida while they were here on vacation. We had driven over to where they were staying in Orlando at a beautiful Golf Resort Hotel on a wonderful Golf Course.

We left St. Petersburg early to head their way as I wanted to go shopping and have lunch and maybe get a round of golf in with  my sister if we had time. It was a beautiful sunny, hot day in Florida and the trip to my sister seemed to take forever.

We finally arrived and I was so happy to see my sister and her husband. They were standing on the balcony of their beautiful Condo waving us in!

We sat and talked for an hour or so as we caught up on all the latest family plans and such. As we sat talking I noticed my sister was holding her head very still and hardly moving it at all as she spoke, and turned from side to side. I asked her what was going on with her neck? I wondered if she had slept wrong and had a sore neck or something? She said "no, that hadn't happened, but just as of late she said, she had been experiencing a severe bout of vertigo and it had been so severe the last few days she could hardly walk"! She explained she was on a special medication for it to help calm the situation. It had just started happening on and off a few months earlier.

Having never had vertigo in my life, I couldn't really relate to what she was experiencing.  I could see it was uncomfortable for her, as she was moving slow but steady and I wondered if there was anything I could do for her? She said it had to run it's course and perhaps would get a bit better soon.

We then all got ready to go out for lunch at a very famous Seafood Restaurant where we had made reservations earlier. We were all starving and so happy to be together, and so out the door we went and down the escalator to the car.

 

 As I walked out of the escalator, I stood there for a moment, all of a sudden, as if I were hit by a force I never saw coming, the whole earth seemed to be spinning really quickly all around me! I had only taken two steps away from the elevator and I could no longer stand on my own? My head was swimming! I grabbed onto my husbands arm and then began to fall to the ground. What was happening to me I wondered? This is so strange!  I felt so embarrassed! I tried blinking my eyes to make it stop! It was so frightening. I felt a bit sick at my stomach. I could not make the spinning stop! I tried to relate this to my husband but I don't think I was making any sense, I just kept saying over and over, I'm spinning terribly, I'm spinning and I can't make it stop! If I closed my eyes it felt as I was going to throw up! It was like being on a roller coaster! I tried to get up off the ground. I could not on my own, my husband lifted me up and was holding on to me. I was like a rag doll! I kept my eyes open but could not walk. It was as if my feet could not articulate the next move because I was unable to focus at all!  I kept trying to go to the right towards a bench I could see near where I was standing, but my legs could not steady me to go in that direction! Everything was moving. I headed in one direction and quickly found myself unable to get there. My husband helped me over to the bench by almost carrying me, he sat me down on the bench near a fountain.  I could not sit without feeling sick.  I kept feeling as if I were going to fall again! Everything was spinning so fast! What was happening to me? Why can't I focus! Why was this happening all of a sudden? This was a deliberate serious attack!

I could not focus on anything!

As my sister and her husband watched me, she said to me frantically, "Teri, I believe you're suffering an attack of Vertigo"! "I said how can that be"? I don't even know what Vertigo is and I've never had it before in my life? What the heck was going on here? We were just talking about her problem, why did I have it now? I sat quietly on the bench in the terrace in the hot sun while my husband steadied me for at least 15 minutes. It was so hot and uncomfortable. I was blinking a lot trying to make the spinning stop. Holding my head and trying to focus! I said very matter of fact right then, I bind this attack in the name of JESUS! I rebuked the spinning and the sickness in my stomach as well. It was actually subsiding a bit as I finished my prayer!  My husband gave me a water from the car to drink and I tried to get up slowly and take a few steps. I was hoping I could actually move in the direction I wanted to go! My head was still spinning but not like at first. I was still feeling like I was going to fall! It seemed to be getting better though. It was now 20 minutes or so into the ordeal. We all headed towards our car very slowly, to get out of the heat, My husband started the car and turned on the air-conditioning, so it was a little less hot and uncomfortable for us all. Why did this happen?

I was settling down a bit but, the spinning was not gone completely a half hour later. We all wondered what to do next? Should we call this a day and head back home? Should we go get something to eat? Could I even make it into the Restaurant? I felt I was getting better, much better, but I was still frail from the attack.

It was my call, so I said lets head towards the restaurant, everyone is so hungry, I will be willing to sit in the car if I had to, and I suggested someone could bring me a sandwich to the car. We were all so hungry. Off we went!

By the time we got to the Restaurant I was back to normal. It was only about a 10 minute drive. I could not understand how this had happened, and especially just after my sister shared what she was going through! That was not a coincidence. It was a deliberate attack on me. I have never had anything like this before that day or after! I am always on guard for this sort of attack now and pray protection over me in the name of JESUS.

I hope sharing this experience will help you along your spiritual journey somehow.

Feel free to ask questions if you want to. I am here to be a help to you so you can understand why you go through trials and attacks too! I know why this happened to me now.

I have some very unhappy enemies here.

I am focused on overcoming any and all attacks, In JESUS name!. 

The Silver Ship

 

So, about a week ago I was rushing through the house cleaning like crazy. Friends were coming over and I had spent most of the day doing laundry, dusting and mopping floors. This is no small task for me. I have two different types of wood floor's in the house and because we have a salt water, water softener I have to do my floor cleaning with a dry cloth and pretty much on my knees. It takes an additional 30 minutes to do a 15 minute floor wax.

So as I was finishing up the floors I decided to hand scrub the floor boards. I realized my cleaning cloth for the floor boards was outside drying on my towel rack. I hung it there earlier to dry in the sun on the rack for the pool towels, so I quickly ran outside to grab the cloth. I remember thinking, "I have so much I need to get done this morning" as I ran outside for the cloth.

I grabbed the cloth and headed back into the house.

As I did, I turned to look back towards the house and there it was!

As big as life!

As bright as a star!

Who could have thought in a million years I would find myself right then and there confronted with a large silver UFO hovering over the back yard of the neighbors house?

I stopped dead in my tracks and starred at the silver object for less than a minute. As I started looking closer at it and began heading in it's direction it vanished instantly right before my very eyes! Just gone! It didn't take off, it didn't go behind a cloud, it just disappeared instantly. I stood there staring at the sky to see if it would reappear. I ran inside the house to tell my son what I had just seen. Imagine his shock!

I explained to my son it was really unique looking. I had never seen that particular shaped UFO before. It made no noise at all and it was truly just beautiful to behold. It was very bright silver.

It may have been so bright from the reflection of the sun as this was in broad daylight. And then I explained how it just disappeared!

We both just stood there. Why did this happen?

We're both so busy!

 

As I headed back to finish my chores, I kept looking outside again to see if this craft would reappear. It did not.

How absolutely strange is that? When you least expect something to happen, it happens. It so caught me unaware again as they have done in the past.

When extraterrestrial crafts want to reveal to you, they simply do. No real rhyme or reason. At least none I know of at this moment!

 

I'm simply grateful that I saw something I hadn't seen before.

I had seen other peoples drawings of this particular type of craft however, I had never seen this type until last week.

The take away here is this, we are not alone in the universe. Keep looking up! I believe it's my nature now to always look up.

I wonder how many people have had these same things happen to them but because they aren't looking up, they miss these opportunities?

I'm sure there is a reason this happens also. I'll probably have more to share soon.

Until then....Keep looking up!

 

The Key

So, here we go again. It's April, 2016. It's only been a few days since our last key experience. And the key thief is at it again. You can't make this stuff up. It's simply ridiculous how keys in this home simply disappear!

When we purchased the home in March of 2016, (last month) we were handed a ring of at least ten keys at the closing. I laughed and shared with my fiancé, these people have a real "key issue" here!

I thought nothing about it after that. They were such an awesome couple. I figured they just wanted a lot of keys?

Well, this week has been my second visit to the key maker thus far!

I can hardly believe that with all the keys given to us I have had to make 3 more house keys already! If you haven't read the

"Key Thief"  in my blog, you should, as that was last weeks post!

 

So, yesterday I asked my son if he would please go to the mailbox to get the mail? I'm still busy painting and unpacking this new home. It's only less than a block away to get the mail from the box. He said he was glad to get the mail for me and off he went.

About four minutes later he came back with the mail and the mail key, which is on it's own key holder and he plopped the mail and key down and said politely with a smile, here's your mail Mom.

Off he went to his room and I grabbed the key chain and put it back on my purse key holder.

That was the last time I saw the mail key!

 

I didn't realize then but the next day when I went to get the mail the key was gone! Just disappeared! It was not on my Key fob.

We have turned the house upside down for hours looking for the key! It's not here! Where can it be? How is it missing from my purse when we are the only ones here all day?

I called my fiancé at work immediately and asked him if he had taken my key to get the mail and didn't tell me about it? He said, "no", I have my mail key here with me on my chain!

I explained we are again missing a key! This is getting old I thought! I'm out $15.00 dollars from the last three keys I had made and now I'm getting mad. (I know I didn't have to spend that much on keys but I had to have the fancy ones!)

So, off I go again to the key kiosk to get another key made! Funny thing is I went to the same one I went to before but this time they didn't have the size key for my mail box I needed. I was so bummed out by that. This means I'm on the hunt for the right size key now. I'm so frustrated by this key caper I'm ready to cry.

As we were leaving the store my fiancé noticed a little box by the front door of the store. It was an automated keymaker box! Shocked to see that there, as I had never noticed it before, I looked into the keys offered and there it was! My size key! We had one made to my amazement in under two minutes and off we went towards home. I couldn't wait to get to the mail box to try it out!

It worked!

I have my key again.

Where the original brass key went, I have no idea.

How it got out of my purse is a mystery to me!

I rebuked the energy that steals key's and were moving on with our lives. It's so strange this issue we have had. I'm praying I don't have to deal with the key thief again!

It's those little things that make you mad at the drop of a hat. I guess the LORD is teaching me to handle these capers a bit better!

I'd still like to know how they disappear though? That will be a lesson for another day I'm sure!

The Blackness

 

So, it was the night of January 15th, 2016.  Funny, how I never know what is coming. I think that's because I'm a sensitive, not a psychic.

I had been sleeping on this particularly cold night here in Florida.

I was as snug as a bug in a rug, as they say.

Then it happened.

 

 

It was 11:53 p.m. exactly when I woke up. I remembered looking at my cable box clock on my dresser. A huge blanket of darkness had entered the room. It came over the entire room within just a few seconds. I could no longer see the cable box clock. It vanished in the darkness right before my eyes! It came from the south of the house and carried on towards the north of the house. I watched it move so quickly, ending after it engulfed the whole room I was in and then it moved to the yard and the lake out back. It was heading completely over the whole lake, it was terrifying!

 

The darkness was so black! More black than I had ever seen anything before. I couldn't see my hand in front of my face. Everything seemed so strange and quite, even time seemed to stand still.  I couldn't hear anything, the loss of hearing was a bit frightening for a moment. I became very concerned for my life and cried out to the LORD. I asked him if HE were here? If this was HIM? I asked if HE were coming back, right NOW, at this very moment? The truth is I was very concerned at that moment that the end of the world might had finally arrived.

Or perhaps the end of MY world!

I got up out of bed and went into the living room.

I sat alone in the dark trying to understand what had just happened.

Why had I seen this blackness? What did it mean?

I prayed and asked for peace, I then got up and went to the kitchen for a glass of water. I questioned my health at that moment trying to debunk what I experienced and wondered if something had happened to me as I slept. Maybe a heart attack? Or some other malfunction of my faculties?

I have never had any issues like that before. What could it be?

I was perfectly fine! Very healthy actually. I so wanted to understand what I had just been through. It made the hair on my whole body stand straight up.

The spiritual realm is more than what meets the eyes. It is sometimes known to me as I experience something and then again it can take a month or more for me to understand what it all means.

I do feel as if a darkness was lifted away from me.

 I have made it through yet another "test" of sorts. The retrogrades have opened my eyes and I have learned yet again that darkness can come to us but it isn't meant to stay. We can overcome it.

I am sharing this tonight in hopes that this experience may help someone else.

We may go through very frightening things in this life, but we don't have to accept negative. Look for the positives.

They are here for us to claim! 

I did, and so can you!

 

 

A New Eureka for today

So, I was sound asleep last night October 13th, 2015 having a strange dream and I woke up for just a brief moment to hear the LORD speaking to me.

This has happened many times over my life so I don't freak out when this happens anymore. I have come to expect it and am always extremely grateful for the exchange and vocal visitation.

 

I had been having a very troubling dream which isn't odd for me at all but this dream was as if I were partially awake.

Dreams can feel very real. But they are still just dreams. Many people confuse dreams for reality especially upon waking.

Dreams never usually mean what they seem to, but the dream specifically belongs to the dreamer for sure, and each dream must be examined upon waking for it's true meaning.

Had I not known for sure I was dreaming and then woke up I would have been a bit confused myself. I hate it when that happens.

You have to know the difference, it's very important, otherwise we would all live in dreamland.

My dream was that I had been frightened by someone approaching me in the dream and appearing as someone he was not. He spoke to me and even got into my bed pretending he was someone I knew and loved. Then in my dream I realized this in fact was not my good friend at all. Startled and concerned, I woke up.

I sat straight up in bed now I was sure I was fully awake.

This person in my dream was Just  someone appearing to be my friend. He was not there to be friendly towards me.

Now sitting up and rubbing my eyes, I heard the LORD say to me,

"Do you see how they shape shift", 

"Was this your friend"?,  I answered the LORD out loud as I sat on my bed and said, "No", it wasn't"!

He said then to me, "This is Truth".

 

It was as if HE answered me in a parable,

that just vibrated through me and illuminated my understanding as I thought through the dream, when HE spoke to me.

I had an epiphany! I realized I had clarity on this from the LORD.

I realize this is my answer. (I pray you can find yours!)

 

I understood the LORD to have told me that the spirits who come to us are  actually demons that can shape shift. right before our eyes. 

They are NOT spirits of our loved ones if they materialize!

When we think we are seeing spirits of someone we knew in this life, or we  currently know, and they are not physically actually here with us, we are clearly being tricked by demons and their well planned schemes. They are very clever at this deception. They lead us willing down a destructive road. We follow because we are so curious. Deeper and deeper into a false reality.

 

I sat there on the bed for a moment and pondered what I had just heard.

I have always believed that everything created was created by GOD.

I also believe that there are Angels, Demons, Aliens,  other species. and Humans, In that order, that were created as well.

The LORD had just pointed out clearly to me that ghosts, spirits and ethereal sightings are actually demonic in nature. They trick us. They shape shift. They deceive us. This may seem hard to believe. But I know this is TRUTH.

So what are DEMONS?

 

Truthfully, they are nothing more than fallen angels. Who have been sent here to destroy, lie and deceive. They live in the heaven we see with our eyes. The first heaven if you will. The sky as we see and know it. They have been assigned this destiny for a season.

How can this be possible? The Bible gives the account that Satan, the ruler of the fallen angels and the father of lies, was cast down to  earth from heaven, with a third of angels assigned to his care who also "fell" along with him from where the LORD of Glory abides. His name once he fell at that point was changed from Lucifer (A covering Arch angel) to satan or the devil.

His cohort who fell with him became demons.

He was cast here to serve an allotted time and seasons on the earth.

Which the time allotted is not certain and no man knows.

He is called the prince small "P" and power small "P" of the air. He has dominion over the first heaven. That is the sky we see with the naked eye.

The second heaven is the cosmos, the third is where GOD dwells as I mentioned earlier.

He and his entourage are free to roam about looking for those to devour. Not physically, but spiritually with lies and tricks and schemes.

 

So why has this epiphany come now regarding that satan himself is behind all the deception, not ghosts or spirits?  Well, I firmly believe that as I seek and ask GOD to reveal truth to me,

HE will. And HE has.

 

So why is this significant? Because many people are  being tricked and even tortured by seeing spirits, ghosts and the like thinking them to be who they claim or appear to be. They are not who they say they are. They are deceiving people. They have only your soul in mind to destroy from receiving the Truth. The allotted time makes them crafty and cruel. You think you see a loved one, it's clearly not a loved one.

It is their image, it is even their voice, but it is not them.

Each of us needs to look into this truth for ourselves. It will come to you as a revelation from the LORD. Or not.

 

But if you Ask, Seek and Knock for truth, GOD will answer you.

As HE has me. But don't believe me, find out for yourself.

I know there are psychics and teachers who will strongly disagree with me. That's OK.

Truth is always stranger than fiction!

 

 

 

 



The Fervent Prayers of Many

So, Yesterday I was in serious pain, after I sprained my ankle doing yard word. I had fallen over a tree stump in the yard and scraped my leg and ankle on the darn thing as I fell backwards onto my back and shoulder. Hard! My ankle instantly swelled to a huge nob! My neck was hurting and my thigh where I landed squarely on the tree stump. OUCH! I crawled along the grass into the house on my hands and knees and my son Jason helped me into a wheelchair he resurrected from the garage for me. My foot had swollen so large it literally felt as if it were going to explode. The bleeding areas were so swollen I actually wondered if the darn ankle was going to pop open? The pain was just so severe I could hardly believe a small sprain could present this much discomfort. I wondered if it might be more than a sprain? .

I immediately had Jason prepare the couch for me with pillows and blankets. We immediately elevated the leg. I was so grateful this hadn't happened to me while I was home alone! I can't imagine having to crawl from couch to freezer on my knees hurting this bad! Yikes, my prayers immediately went out to those who suffer something like this all alone! I felt so blessed to have Jason there with me. I was crying from the pain but not being alone was such a blessing!

I was crying as I tried to transfer from the wheelchair to the couch. Screaming actually.

Jason made an ice pack for me as I yelled where to find the zip lock bags and towel.

Putting the ice pack on this ankle was like torture to it.

I laid there trying to assess my situation.

I decided I was going to live! LOL. But it was going to be uncomfortable for a few days.

 

I had Jason prepare dinner with me yelling instructions from the couch. It was really hysterical actually. I found something funny about everything he did. Men in the kitchen! It's a trip.

 

Three hours passed with me on the couch and I needed to get up to head to the restroom. Jason got the old crutches from the garage and off I went screaming the entire way.

I thought to myself maybe I should head off to the Emergency Room?

 

I didn't want to go to the ER for an x-ray as I knew it would be painful somehow. Never the less

I had Kevin who was now home from work call my Humana plan to prepare me to go to the emergency room. It took me till about 9:00pm to submit to going for x-rays now as the pain was so severe I couldn't take it another second.  I thought I may have really fractured something.

Kevin made all the calls for me and I got my clearance from Humana and was preparing to go. But, then I became so sleepy,  It just came on me. It was like all the Advil I had taken just kicked in  all at once and I could not keep my eyes open.  I couldn't fathom getting up and heading to the ER. 

 

Just then I tried to move off the couch just a tad, and a horrific charley horse hit this already distraught foot of mine. I must have awoken the neighbors I screamed so loud.

Both Kevin and Jason almost started crying they were so afraid for me in my pain. I know I was scaring them but I was in pain. They wanted to help me but clearly couldn't. The charley horse travelled up my leg as I was screaming so loud it sounded like I was being murdered. I really did try to stop screaming, but the pain in this swollen foot was just off the charts.

The swelling was now throbbing along with the charley horse! 

 Kevin grabbed my whole leg and the warmth of his hands started to ease the pain of my leg from the charley horse and ankle. He pushed the toes on my left foot back slowly, the heat from his hand and the light pressure on my toes caused  the charley horse to ease up a bit.  I could breath again! I finally stopped screaming. I was so worn out after this experience I  asked to be wheeled into bed to lay down for a few moments.

Off to bed I went, so we elevated my leg once again with pillows. It really felt good to lay down.  The throbbing finally stopped all together. I decided I could not go to the ER now,  I was worn out from all the screaming. I'd have to wait till the morning, I really needed to sleep right now! 

 

 As I was falling asleep my son Jason yelled into me from his room, "Mom, I'm praying for you", and I smiled and yelled back to him, "Thank you!" I need it! Then I fell asleep.

 I woke up at 3:33am and I got up to go to the restroom. I was looking for the wheelchair and the crutches when I realized, my foot did not hurt at all!! It was completly fine! I walked in disbelief to the restroom by myself , no crutches, no wheel chair! I was  being careful not to wake anyone in the house. I was really amazed that I had no pain at all. I could feel that my ankle was still swollen but I could put all my weight on it! The foot was actually still very swollen, but I had NO PAIN!

 

I had posted this incident on Face book after it happened and so many people were praying for me. They had shared loving, kind thoughts and advise for me. I really appreciated it all. As I walked into the restroom  last night I realized the prayers of all the people had been heard! I was healed.

Jason's prayer had worked a miracle on me!

His words were the last words I heard as I fell off to sleep.

Miracles are still happening! We just have to believe. It took this silly accident to remind me of so many blessings I endure everyday. When we ask for prayer, we should expect a miracle.

I got mine last night!

I thank all those here for their part in their prayers for me.

I am blessed to have praying friends!

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