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.

 

 

 

 

 



The Spiritual Attack

So, it was February 25th of 2012, I had gotten up early this morning around 6:45 in the morning to make coffee, something wasn't right and I was up so early because I just couldn't sleep any longer. I laughed because I thought to myself, figures it would be a Saturday. I had just recently had a very profound extraterrestrial craft sighting with my son that changed us both. I wasn't sleeping well since the incident. My son and I now were both sure that whoever chose to reveal to us that day, wanted us to be together. It was simply profound and we both were wondering why?

So as I stood preparing my coffee that morning I was standing in front of a very large kitchen window which faced North on the house. I glanced outside and saw the beautiful morning unfolding. The three fichus trees placed in their huge gorgeous pots in front of the window were so beautiful to look at, and the flowers were lovely in their painted pots. Not a leaf stirred on the trees.

It was so beautiful.

It was a very quite serene morning.

I looked at all three planted Fichus trees out the window feeling very pleased at how lovely they looked as I stood gazing at them in front of the window.

You see my yard was very close to the neighbors fence and the Fichus trees hid their fence and yard from my view. I was very grateful for them.

As I poured the water into the coffee maker, it was then that the attack happened.

A loud pounding on the roof as if there were a herd of animals on my rooftop, banging about. It lasted 30 seconds at least!  It was so loud it shocked me! I froze as I listened to the ruckus! I thought for sure it would wake up my sleeping husband. I expected him to come running to the kitchen at any moment, the banging was so loud! Then I heard something like feet running on the roof towards the kitchen area on the South end of the house, but so loudly as if there was a man on the roof stomping his feet. I stood perfectly still in my kitchen still holding the half poured decanter of water for the coffee maker. I put it down on the counter when all of a sudden three of my beautiful potted plants and one fichus tree were hurled towards the window from the north as if a huge wind had picked them up off the ground and thrown them directly at me! They hit the window! I stood there shocked! I thought the window was going to break so I screamed for my husband loudly! 

It was so frightening! What is this? What just happened? There is no wind outside? It is not raining? what ever was on my roof was on the South side of the house, how could the wind slam me from the North? I was so confused! I stood there wondering what was next?

I wanted to get away from the window in case something more was thrown at me! My mind was racing, Yes, I now knew instinctively that this was done to upset me!

 It was a deliberate attack!

There was no question! I could feel it now! It happened so it would take away my peace.

I immediately went for my camera in the living room and ran outside and started taking pictures. It was still dark out. All this had happened in the realm of a few moments. 

Perhaps I could catch this being or whatever form of entity it was?

I came back in the house after snapping a few photos. I saw nothing but a mess outside my window! I ran back into the house and headed to the bedroom to wake my sleeping husband. He was fast asleep! How could he have not heard all this? 

I pleaded with him, get up, please get up!

Why does it happen this way all the time?

Why do I have to be alone?

I ran back outside.

I took a few more pictures.

My camera captured the fichus tree and the pots lying on the ground. Just then my husband came outside and said "what is going on here"? I explained, I tried to wake you up when I screamed and then came into the room and tried to wake you you so you could see what I was experiencing in the kitchen. He stated, I heard nothing!

Not even my screaming I asked?

Our home is not that big, how could he have not heard me?

It makes me wonder if there is a cloak placed around us when these experiences happen that prevent others to see and hear us?

Truly, I believe we are separated somehow. There is no way someone can sleep through all that noise! The roof, my screaming, trees hitting a glass window?

I am ever aware that at any moment this type of thing can happen.

This is why I remain prepared for anything.

This is why I am a demonologist.

We never know when a beautiful moment will turn strangely odd.

Keep looking up and keep the faith!

You are never alone!

The Lost Soul

So, you never know when a dimension will open for you and change your day, or night.

Last week on Wednesday I went to look for a new King size bed for the bedroom. I had feared I would be out all day going from store to store to find what I wanted. But then the miracle happened. I walked into the first store on my list and found not just the bed I wanted to order but the Headboard as well! My favorite Tommy Bahama headboard! I was so excited! It was a used headboard but basically brand new. The store sold new and used items.

Job done already! I was just so excited.

I paid for everything and the order went out to have the bed shipped from Miami to me and the headboard would be delivered the next day at 7:00 a.m.! WOW, dream come true already!

So that night I went home and shared all this with my husband, We both were relieved everything was in order.

That night I climbed into the old Queen bed for close to the last time. I was counting the days!

I really did love that bed, but it was time for the upgrade.

At around 3:00 am that night I rolled over to get out of bed and head to the restroom as I do every night, and as I did I saw a ghostly man standing right next to the bed. He was tall and had a white T-shirt on and a pair of white long men's boxer shorts. He was bending over as if to shoo me aside to get into bed with me.  He seemed to be confused and lonely. I noticed he had short curly hair, seemed to be blonde or perhaps white? I quickly said to him,

 "get away from me, don't bother me"! He simply then, disappeared.

I proceeded to get out of bed and head into the restroom.

 

While sitting there I thought to myself how tired I was and how I did not want to wake up fully and deal with any paranormal lonely ghost situations right now. I was actually a bit angry and said out loud softly, as not to wake up my husband, "you better not be anywhere near me when I get back into that bed"! Get out of here!

I came back into the room and thank GOD there was nothing there. I climbed back into bed and went fast asleep again.

My husband woke up at 6:00 a.m. to head to work and I never told him about the experience with the male ghost from the early morning hours.

When he got home from work I never mentioned it either, we were so busy preparing for a long weekend.

That next night as we both headed off to bed again I remembered to tell him that the Head board had been delivered that day and was in the garage. I told him I was thinking about painting it another color so I was going to leave it out there until the next night. He said, "that's fine" and off to sleep we went.

The next morning he woke up at 6:00 a.m. and the first thing out of his mouth was, "hey, did you have any strange dreams last night"? I said, yes, but can we talk about it later, I'm to tired right now. He said, "sure", and off to work he went.

That night when he came home from work I had already painted the headboard and had it in the room. I was so excited to get the new bed. He loved it!  Then for some reason I said, I think we better anoint that headboard, and he asked me why I would say that. I said I just felt strange while painting it.  He then said, well, I had a very strange dream I wanted to tell you about last night. I asked to share it with me and he said, "as I slept last night a man was standing over the bed looking down at me with his hands flailing, saying over and over again, "where am I"? "Where is my bed"? "Where is my bed"? "What happened"?

When he finished telling me this I was truly amazed, and then I shared my story with him, and explained it just as it is written above. We both felt very odd at that moment and we knew that the headboard had an attachment to it.

We were going to do the anointing right then but we had a very big weekend planned and started packing for it which took us into the wee hours again, so off to bed we went. It was now Friday and we would be getting up early to go camping the next day.

As it turned out I had the opportunity to have a girlfriend come and stay with me as we had a ton of things to do here to get ready for an upcoming meeting I would soon be holding in Lakeland.

So I decided to stay home and off to the Green swamp my husband went with all his 15 buddies. I had a girls get together at my house that evening.

We girls stayed up until 1:45 a.m. talking our heads off, finally I set up the aerobed for my friend and we both went our separate ways to hunker down. The next morning my girl friend woke up and said to me, "I don't want to alarm you, but right after you went to bed, a man walked from your room to right where the aerobed is I was in, and he stood over me and just stared at me.  

She said he was lost, and seemed very lonely. She said she told him to go to sleep, she would help him later!

I laughed when she told me this. I told her what my husband and I had experienced with this same man, then I went right into my bedroom and got the anointing oil and anointed the house, the headboard and the windows and sent him on his way to the light of GOD!

It just never seems to stop! Spirits want peace and want out of their confusion. Only GOD can do that for them. We are simply vessels HE uses to carry this out! I sleep well knowing this soul is now at peace. I'm so grateful to have been the one who purchased that headboard, look at where it all led.  There is always a good reason for everything. Like I have said a thousand times, we are never truly alone here in this life. So much is going on along side us in other dimensions. I am also grateful for all the corroborating that was able to take place with three separate situations concerning this man. It makes me happy to be a part of this deliverance.

Handled By The Unseen

So, I was asked about a year ago to visit a friends home and cleanse it from unwanted entities that had been seen in the home from several people. It was in the home for some time maybe a year or so. It had been seen by the family that lived there as well as others and they were all being frightened by it.

They weren't sure who it was they were seeing but all agreed it was clearly a woman.

It appeared ghostly in several spots in the home and moved around the room like an ectoplasm type apparition.  Sometimes she was known to move items in the room. Chairs and papers and dishes left out. Aides that were there to assist the Mother of the home through a transition of illnesses had refused to return to the home because they had seen this ghostly woman in the parlor and the bedroom of the home they were attending.

It had become such a problem that the news was spreading among nurses and aides and no one wanted to help this poor woman any longer and the family was at their wits end.

Two of the sisters in the home had experienced the entity  as well as noises in the parlor on several occasions and tried hard to ignore it as they had so much work to do caring for their invalid mother. But they were actually afraid and were loosing their ability to ignore the visions.

 

I arrived with my team around 6:00pm and it was getting dark as it was the winter season and evening comes quickly here in Florida at that time of year. The interior of the home was dimly lit. It was a beautiful older home.

We entered the home and immediately I felt a strong presence come right at me. Almost like it was welcoming me. As I walked through the front music room into the parlor of the home I felt yet another presence. This one was eerily cold. I knew things were going to move quickly now that I was here. I was sure there was more than one entity and we were not alone in the room!

I continued walking towards the Mothers bedroom in the center of the home to see if the entity would appear to me as it had others.

When I got into the doorway of the bedroom I backed up near the wall to face the living room, which was where three of the aides reported seeing the woman appear and stand. It was then that a very strong, very firm hand grasped my left shoulder and squeezed  tightly! I was immediately very angry and turned around quickly as there was no one behind me and I knew now that the eerily cold entity had made contact with me. Not by appearing but by handling me. This is forbidden as I will not allow the entities control while I'm investigating.

I immediately stood my ground and rebuked the entity in the name of Jesus. It let go immediately! I instructed it to be bound and unable to touch me or any other person in the room.

I felt the entity leave the room. Not the house, just the room.

What is interesting to mention here is that the entity did not have boney fingers when it grasped my shoulder. It was just a strong and firm pressing in of a force. Not actual fingers. Yet it had a firm forceful grip. I wanted to mention this as I often hear others say that they feel the hand, but what it is actually is the force the presence can control.

We all gathered instantly for prayer and set both of the spirits free from the house. Once an entity has this type of power you don't want to play games with it. We the living must take control or we open ourselves up for attachments and possessions if we are uneducated in spiritual matters. Happens every day!

 

The entire home felt peaceful, Every person present could actually feel the release. The family was elated!

 

As I left the home I noticed It was across the street from a large old Funeral home. This was an issue for those living in this house, as the Mother would occasionally wander across the street  and walk on the grounds of the Funeral home. Because her mind was weak from strokes and Alzheimer's she was leading the lost into her home. This can truly happen. It isn't always a problem living around Funeral homes or Hospitals, but it can be.  Depending on the spiritual well being of those living in the homes it can cause issues. I have seen this many times.  Even in my own life.

We live in a world where the unseen are everywhere. We must educate ourselves and be aware of what we can do to alleviate problems with issues such as these.

The good news is the Angels are all around us as well.

We are truly NEVER alone here.

Loved ones are close and so are many others however we are in charge of the moment always and have full authority if we will just educate ourselves of the truth.

Without the Lord himself there is no hope of escape from the spiritual entities that annoy and frighten us.

Plain and simple. Be advised.

The Fireplace & My Birthday

So, it's May 26th  2016, my Birthday!

I woke up this morning and just knew it was going to be an amazing day. It's a Master 22 day and it has some serious positive and powerful vibrations attached to it this year.

I spent the day with my son doing relaxing and fun things I love to do, shopping in antique shops all over the area and we had an amazing time! We found some wonderful treasures and then stopped for lunch before we headed home.
I got the free Birthday lunch, how much fun was that?
 

I then spent the afternoon in the pool in the hot Florida sun  floating to the sounds of the waterfall and really enjoyed the day! It was so relaxing. I felt as if I were in a luxury spa!
Family members pampering me, it was just lovely!
 

Then I spent dinner with the family and we grilled in the back yard.

It was really scrumptious!

 The meal was prepared by my Fiancé and son. They pampered me again by serving me, making everything I just love! It was such a wonderful evening! Truly magical!

After coffee on the patio by candlelight and some great memories and conversation, we came in to the living room to watch a movie together and enjoy a little Birthday cake.
Everything was so normal!
 

We spent about a half hour watching some very interesting piece on UFO disclosure. It was so much fun just sitting and sharing the company of loved ones on my birthday, it doesn't get better than that! We put the movie in and settled back to enjoy it.

 

It was then while watching the movie my fiancé sort of jumped as he sat next to me on my left on the couch, it made me jump. At that same instant my little dog "Lovey", stood up from lying on the floor by my feet and started growling ferociously looking in the same direction as my fiancé
toward the fireplace in the living room! 

She was barking, growling and carrying on so, and then acted frightened and ran between my ankles to hide. It really startled me as I reached down to pick her up. Just then my Fiancé said, "I saw something dark come out of the fireplace and I saw this dark shadow come down towards the floor from the fireplace and move towards the right of it, that's when Lovey went crazy with her growling"! He added, the dog saw the same thing I did at the exact same time, and that's why she continued for a good three minutes growling and barking at the fireplace.

I got up off the couch and picked up the dog and walked toward the fireplace. I figured if she could see the shadow, I could easily find it as well. As I did, little Lovey was clawing at my arm to get away, to get down she was trying to jump out of my arms! She did not want to go anywhere near the fireplace! It was really freaky! She continued to growl and bark. All of us in the room witnessed this bizarre behavior. Lovey was focused on one area at the fireplace near an old antique queen Anne chair I've had for years. It was just to the right of the fireplace her growling would not relent. I was  trying to calm her but she was scratching my arms to get away from the fireplace and the Queen Anne Chair!

I sat down with her in my arms in the chair! She jumped out of my arms and ran to Kevin to hide behind his legs!
I could now feel the entity very strong. My hair stood up on the back of my neck and my arms. I could clearly see the hair standing straight up. I didn't like the feeling of the entity.

I then decided we had had enough, and immediately took authority of the situation and cast the dark entity out of the house, in the name of JESUS! I went into the library and got the Holy Water (which I had received from a friend who purchased it for me, which came from the Jordan River in Israel. I sometimes use this water in anointing and deliverance, as a Rabbi in Israel had blessed it) and I came back into the living room and anointed the fireplace and the mantle and prayed over it all in the SPIRIT.

As soon as I had done this, the dog stopped her barking and growling! It was simply amazing how this little four pound pup was so disturbed from the incident and then was completely at peace after the prayer and anointing!

Just like that!

I don't know what the darkness was that decided to attack tonight, I did not feel it necessary to speak with it, but that's just not important. What is important is that we again had the complete and totally awesome victory over it, instantly through prayer.

If I've said it once, I've said it a thousand times, Truth is stranger than fiction, and folks, we are not alone here on this planet!

Be safe, and keep alert at all times. We can't let our spiritual guard down for a minute, not even to enjoy a Birthday without some odd thing happening anymore it seems!

Always be at peace and don't worry, the LORD has always got your back! We are never alone!

 

  

The Mirror

So, it was 1970, I was living in a flat in Buffalo, New York. I had been there in Buffalo singing for the winter season with a group I was with that had traveled from Florida to New York and I decided to stay awhile after the group headed back home. I found other singing gigs and enjoyed my singing as a contemporary and rock artist singer and I loved all the people I had met while the bands. It was a wonderful time in my life. So, I decided to find a place to live there in Buffalo.

 

My flat was across the street from Mercy Hospital in Buffalo and on top of an old Dry Cleaners business. It was a huge, lovely old place with lots of charm. The back yard for me was the extended roof top. So cool. It was so much fun up there and the flat included a very strange old attic as well. Kind of creepy, but very cool.

I had been troubled a bit from odd dreams while I was there. Every night it was the same dream. I kept seeing this old man floating over me in dreams while I slept. It was very scary and  I had shared it with my boyfriend as it had happened a few times since we moved into the flat.

I had no idea why this recurring dream was happening to me. The man was old and frightening looking. Seemed like a lonely man. I didn't know who he was. He never spoke to me, only hovered over me. Very creepy! Then I would wake up and he was gone.

 

I had come home from being down town shopping one evening, it was bitter cold outside. I climbed the long steps upstairs to the flats entrance. I had so many bags to lay down to just open the door, the stairs entrance was freezing cold with the wind whipping me, I was in a hurry to get inside. The flat felt so odd when I entered it tonight, I threw my bags on the couch and tried to shake the weird feeling.  It was a scarcely furnished place, I didn't have a lot of home type comforts there. A table and chairs, a small couch and a rocking chair were the only furnishings in the living room, the dining room area of the house only had a small table and two chairs. It was a lonely looking kind of place but for now, it was home. It was just different some how tonight when I came in. I thought maybe I needed a bit more heat on to warm the place up, maybe that would help? It was just freezing outside, I wasn't used to the cold weather being from Florida. So I lit the furnace and turned up the heat. That didn't seem to help however. I still felt odd. I turned the oven on and propped opened the door to heat the kitchen and the bathroom area of the house so I could warm the place up and take my shower.

That didn't really do it either, but that was all I could do to make the flat "feel" better. Nothing I did seemed to take away the weird feeling from the place tonight. I checked all the apartment door locks, they were secure, what was I feeling? I was very aware of something, but it wasn't clear to me, what. It just felt creepy.  I was hoping warming the place up might make a difference.
 

So, thinking this would all pass, I jumped in the shower and hurried through washing my hair as I just couldn't shake this odd feeling I was having. As I threw the shower liner back, I stood their for a moment, wondering why I couldn't shake this strange feeling.

I got out of the shower grabbed my towel, dried off quickly and threw my big white rob on. It was then I noticed the bathroom mirror! To my absolute horror, their was a name written on the mirror from the mist of the warm room! Like someone had written it with their finger. It scarred me so, as I was sure I was the only one in the house all evening.
I called out my boyfriends name, he wasn't home yet. I was really freaked out!

The name on the mirror spelled out "Joe".

I knew people named Joe but why would that be on my mirror?
I hadn't put it there!

 

About an hour passed and my boyfriend came home from work. I said to him immediately when he came into the flat completely  accusing him, "hey thanks for scarring the crap out of me with the name on the mirror in the bathroom"!

He looked at me very puzzled, and a bit annoyed and replied, "what are you talking about"? I continued, the name you wrote on the mirror? Was that suppose to be funny? He said he didn't know what I was talking about! He sounded upset with me. I was assuming he had written that there to scare me. He assured me he had no reason to want to scare me or to write a man's name on the mirror in the bathroom! That did after all make sense. Why would he do that?
That made perfect sense to me, so how did it get there?

He had a point! That would be weird, I thought, so who did write it there? Now I was freaked out a bit more. He went into the bathroom and breathed on the mirror to see the name appear. He said he was confused, he had no idea how that would have gotten there. He asked me if anyone was there that day visiting? I told him I left early to go downtown all day shopping. I had come home only an hour or so before him, taken my shower and there it was!

 

That night as I sleeping, I heard noises in the house. I got up and walked through the flat. I saw nothing. It felt so cold and strange in the flat. I knew I heard those noises, they woke me up! What was going on here?

 

The next day, I saw the young girl from the cleaners  next door sitting outside. She was about seven years old. She was sitting on the front chair near the door downstairs that led to my flat. I went down to say hi to her. She was a beautiful, kind, little red head, blue eyed Irish girl. She told me she knocked on my door yesterday while I was out. She said she peeked through the keyhole into my flat from the stairway door and saw that old man again sitting in my rocking chair. She continued to tell me, "he had seen her looking in at him through the flat keyhole. She asked if I was home? He said only "NO", she asked him if he was my father? He replied again "NO". She told me she had seen this same man in my flat before? She asked me who he was?

I couldn't speak. I was shaking as she told me this! I couldn't believe my ears. I knew she was too young to tell a lie. There was no way she knew what had happened to me last night, she could not possibly know of my dreams!  "She didn't know about my dreams"! This was so beyond creepy to me. I was truly frightened by this. Did she know she was seeing a ghost?

I stayed out of the flat all day. I decided I would move immediately. The moment my boyfriend came home I had the young girl tell him what she told me.

We went and stayed at his mothers home that night.

I moved within a week of the happening.

I was never so glad to be leaving a place in my life.

After I moved away from that flat across the street from the hospital, I remembered something that happened to me in Florida when I was 16. Visiting a friend who lived across the street from a hospital! I now make it known, I stay away from apartments near hospitals! There is some portal, some kind of link there

I don't want to be involved with.  It was one of the worst experiences of my life then, and this one was very close second!
Truth is so much stranger than fiction.

 

 

 

The Bridge

The New Bridge

The Old Bridge

 

On May 9, 1980, tragedy struck Tampa Bay when a 600-ft cargo ship struck the Sunshine Skyway Bridge  causing a segment of the bridge to collapse.   Seven cars and a Greyhound bus fell over the edge and 35 people died. 

So, it was the winter of 1980, The bridge tragedy had everyone in St. Petersburg Florida so afraid of crossing bridges we all were ready to forget ever going over one again.

I had a boyfriend named Lawrence at that time and he was working construction on the repair of the bridge.

Lawrence was dating me and another young lady in town and was really having a hard time deciding between the two of us.

I wasn't as serious about him as he was about me, but we were young and I felt I had plenty of time to figure out which direction my future would go. I just wasn't in any big hurry.

I always felt the other young lady was pressing him to make a decision quickly.

 

One night Lawrence and I were out on a date having dinner and afterwards we were just riding around wasting time.  He had the most beautiful GTO with an amazing sound system and all the coolest gadgets on this car. We loved listening to the music of the day and driving around with no particular place to go.

All of a sudden Lawrence said to me, let's go up on the Collapsed side of the Sunshine Skyway bridge and see what it looks like from the top at night where it collapsed. I immediately said, "No way"! I'm not into going up on that bridge at all! He said , Awe come on now Teri, don't be afraid of going on the part that is still secure. I said, how can anyone be sure there is a secure part at all at this point on that bridge?  I said again, No, I don't really want to go there.

Lawrence was driving on U.S. #19 already and started heading south out towards the bridge. I was very nervous and I asked him to please not go up to the bridge. He wasn't listening to me. He had a weird look on his face and said "don't be afraid".

I knew this wasn't going to be a safe trip. I was so nervous. I asked him to just take me home and he laughed and said I was acting like a big chicken.

I agreed whole heartedly.

I kept asking him to please turn around as we began the assent up the bridge. He wasn't hearing any of that.
It was at that very moment I was sure this was NOT the man I would spend the rest of my life with.
 

When we got to the area that was as far as we could go in the car, he parked his beautiful Blue GTO and said let's walk out to the edge from here.

I immediately said I didn't want to get to close to the end of the bridge! I kept thinking to myself, why is he doing this? This is crazy! It's so dark out tonight and truly I didn't want to be there!

Again he teased me and said come on, lets dangle our feet over the edge.

I was so afraid at this point I turned to walk back towards the car. Lawrence grabbed my arm and said come on with me over here near the edge, I just want to look down. I was 5' 6" and he was 6' 5" this wasn't a good situation. He was tall and strong. I felt very vulnerable.

He explained to me he had been up there earlier working and it was really beautiful. I didn't buy a word of it.

 

Sheer panic was setting into me and I wanted to run back to the car.

I didn't want him to see how afraid I actually was. I didn't want him making fun of me again.

Lawrence told me to calm down. He pulled a flask of some kind of alcohol out of his jacket pocket and started drinking. He offered me some and I thought to myself, maybe I should take a sip to calm myself down here? But again I was just so afraid. I wanted to just ease my way away from the edge of this bridge. I was sure we were not allowed to be here.

As we sat near the edge of the bridge Lawrence said, do you want to jump? I looked at him and said, "are you serious"?

NO, I don't want to jump. He said, come on Teri, go ahead and jump, let's both jump. Do you want me to push you? It was right at this moment I heard the voice that has often spoken to me in my life, It said clearly, "Lure him back to the car, NOW".

I changed the subject and said I wanted to go to the car to fool around, I started laughing and told him, Come on let's go to the car. I started to stand up and I began acting flirty and aggressive to lure him to the car.

He took the bait!

The next thing I knew we were back in the car. He finished drinking his whiskey and we sat on the top of that bridge for a good hour listening to Jimi Hendrix and flirting like crazy.

I finally got Lawrence to agree to leave and we headed towards home.

I came to understand later that Lawrence was so mixed up about dating me and this other young lady that he would rather have killed us both then made up his mind.

That was the last time I ever went out with Lawrence.

Once safe at home, I counted myself blessed beyond measure.

I didn't end up being pushed off that bridge that night .

I'm grateful for the VOICE that came to me and gave me a plan and encouragement and strength to lure this crazed young man off the raggedy cliff of the Sunshine Skyway.

To this day I cannot cross the new bridge without looking over at where the Billy Dean Bridge used to be and shutter a bit.

My life came so close to the end.

I could have been another bridge casualty!

Devine intervention kept me from a fatal ending that night.

I am truly blessed and I thank GOD!



Miracles still happen!

 

So, as far as I can see there are good days and then there are bad days. They just happen. No rhyme or reason. You just wake up one day and everything starts to escalate. This last week has had one of those "days" that has come upon me. It started on Monday and it took Tuesday and Wednesday along for the ride,

 

But then there are the miracles that bring remembrance of who holds each day in HIS hands.

 

So, Monday ended up being a very trying day. I spent the most of the morning rejoicing about something I thought was lost to me forever which I had found while searching through old boxes.

It was a Monday morning of true elation!

 

Then the phone rang, and drama entered my life.

My youngest son called. That changed everything!

No transportation and a huge issue he was facing.

I prayed about  the presented dilemma, and weighed what I should or shouldn't do in regards to the situation  which was unfolding.

I love my son!

I made my choices and off I went. Into drama land. Someone else's poor choices had presented the people needing help. O.K. it's not the end of the world, and after all I can help. So off I go, 178 miles up north to help  this someone yet again. Through grueling traffic, did I mention the grueling traffic?

That would have been fine except for the fact that after I was about 58 miles up the road the phone rings again.

It was a friend informing me that my older son had been mauled badly by a pit bull. I now faced a conundrum of sorts. I was on my way up north to help one son and now I'm torn to go down South for the other one. What does a Mother do? I felt pulled in both directions.

My oldest son was hospitalized and treated but was in very bad shape. The wounds were extremely deep and the healing process would be slow and painful. Other issues began to present themselves as well. He was transferred to yet another hospital.

He would now lose his job and become homeless from lack of finances being taken care of. I began praying, looking to GOD for answers. I needed direction now!

I love this boy and he is in such trouble.

 

So after going 178 miles in one direction to the North and back again, I drove another 38 miles to the South to see how I could help the other son.

In the interim I am unable to find the other son as he has been released from the hospital and I don't know where he is. He doesn't have his phone on him. It was now getting late.

After getting someone to assist me in finding him I now have to head back home. Another 38 miles north. There are things I have to do at home and take care of. I won't see my hospitalized son today.

 

I head back home another 38 miles to go. GOD help me, I pray!

 

Tuesday's sun rises and the phone calls start again. the son in the North, 178 miles away in one direction has a situation that arises and is caustic and needs help again immediately!

Again I pray about this, and take off again to help him.

 (I'm sure now that this was a mistake.)

And then the call comes again unexpectedly the son in the South is back in the hospital with complications from his attack, so my day takes a repeat of the previous. I'll be heading back South after I go 178 miles North and back again! The joy's of motherhood!

 

I'm now begging GOD for help to get through this conundrum. What we Mothers do for our children often defies reason. And sometimes, even common sense.

But, men see what men do, GOD see's why!

I think HE shares these reasons with Mothers as a rule.

Can we ever be too kind to our children? Maybe.

 

So, I deliver one son 356 round trip miles later to his point of interest and I head out to see the other son.

 

In the interim I put my reading glasses in my glass case, which had a pair in it already and toss it in my purse. After driving half a day again I spend the day with my son who was just released from the hospital again and console him as he begins his healing process.

I reluctantly head home after a few hours making that dreaded 38 mile trip again.

But, chin up, here I go. Everything seems to be falling back in place. Peace is at the end of the tunnel now I think! Perhaps I can make some arrangements to help this child out and make his life a bit easier as he heals. Off I go again.

 

Wednesday rolls around and I find out from yet another source that I have to make the dreaded 38 mile run back down South for yet another reason. I put my glasses on to set my Garmin to assist me in a quicker way there, there isn't one, great! I throw my glasses back into the case and I'm off! I gather my thoughts and tell myself, I can do this! No problem. I can do all things in peace and love through HIM who strengthens me! So off I go into yet another dilemma. Someone else's drama again. But I console myself and say I will visit my son again and see how he is doing with his healing process.

My whole day is again a day of going here and going there. And the gas prices are $4.00 per gallon....Ugh!

 

And again finally it's getting late and my day is ready to wrap up in the South. I head back on the road to make my 38 mile trek back home again. GOD please help me! The driving in the bumper to bumper traffic is so stressful.

 

As usual the cars are bumper to bumper and the projected one hour ride turns into two grueling hours. No getting around it. Ugh.

 

Finally two hours later I'm home and exhausted from the activities of the past three days. I pull into the driveway, I tell myself I'm not driving anywhere for a month, check my mail and come into the house. I throw my purse on the floor and make myself something to eat. I need to read the directions on the package for the dinner I'm starting and I go to get my glasses. They are not in my purse.  I head back out to the car and search high and low, no glasses.

I go back into the house. Check my purse again. No glasses! I go back out to the car and check under every seat, It is now, at this moment, the stress of three days, miles and miles of driving and other peoples drama and issues hit me.

After all this I just start crying. I have lost my glasses. This was my breaking point. Not just one pair, but both pairs I owned, which I foolishly put in one large black case holder.

 

I could not take it. Somehow this put me over the edge. I sat and cried and cried for well over an hour. everything seemed so bleak . I felt as if I were spiraling down a slippery slope. And I was angry that after all I did to help others, in the interim I hurt myself. I lost my glasses. I can't read without them. I was so frustrated. The tears just kept coming. I just couldn't stop crying!

 

I went in to lay down in bed and try to remember where I had left or lost my glasses. I laid there crying and wracking my brain, how could this have happened. I was sick to my stomach. I prayed to the LORD, PLEASE help me, Please! I cried through the begging, Please HELP me remember, so I can locate them! I decided I couldn't keep crying all night, I went to get up and get a drink of water. As I passed the front window in the living room, I happened to glance outside toward the mailbox. I stopped in my tracks as I noticed something in the compartment under the mailbox. I wondered if it was that big black frog I shooed away from the front door last week. It was  so odd just sitting there. He was huge, and he was black. Was that him in the mailbox?  I headed out the front door toward the mailbox to get a closer look at him. How did he get up that high? It wasn't a frog at all, IT WAS MY GLASSES CASE! Sitting in the mailbox compartment! How did they get there?

How is that possible? I started crying again, but tears of joy. My neighbor was outside and was starring at me. I didn't care. I was so grateful, I was so happy, I ran back into the house crying joyfully!

After all this, all the worry, all the stress, all the drama, all the miles, all the gas money, bumper to bumper traffic,  my glasses showed up after being lost! Thank GOD they did! HOW? I don't have that answer!

GOD treats us better than we could ever expect. I am reminded that as much as I love my sons and would do anything for them, HE loves me more, and remembers me when I call upon HIM!

My week had started with the elation of finding something lost, and ended the exact same way.

Coincidence I ask myself?

Probably not!

<3

 

The Intersection of Dimensions

So, the weather in Florida has been at unprecedented rain fall levels for the past three weeks. July and August of 2015 have set new records throughout the State. It was reported that the steady rainfall hasn't been this serious in over 70 years. With that being said, I have been watching the retaining wall disappear over the last three weeks and the Lake in our back yard rise higher and higher towards the house. 

Knowing that there are alligators living in the Lake has made me a bit uncomfortable, since there is no secure wall dividing the Lake from my back yard.  The deck I usually enjoy my morning coffee on disappeared over two weeks ago. It succumbed to the rising water. The table and swing on the deck are still slightly visible as the water has come up so high.

So, early this morning as I made my way to the back dining room window to check on the water levels of the lake I was surprised to see the gator on the grass in the back yard. It was so early the sun had just barely come up. The gator could hardly be seen between the shadows on the Lake from the early morning sunrise bouncing off the water.

But none the less, there he was.

Basking on the lawn which was at least four feet underwater.

I ran to get my camera as I saw him there just feet from the edge of the water.  I yelled for Kevin to come see the gator and to get a picture as well. We have been watching this gator grow up over the past few years as he has surfaced every now and then. He is still pretty small but he's twice the size of what he was just a year ago.

Kevin took his pictures through the back window, he was focusing his shot between the window and the early morning condensation that had covered the glass, but I crept outside to get a closer look and hopefully a close up picture. As I quietly opened the back sliding doors leading into the lanai, I whispered to Kevin as he stood at the window to be real quite so as not to disturb the gator.

I walked out towards the gator very slowly and clicked away several times. The flash was on on my camera and it lit up the back yard. The gator seemed to sit there and allow me to take his photo.

I was only out in the yard for a minute or two when the gator swung his tail abruptly on the water and made an immense splash and submerged from sight.

I screamed out loud, Wow! It took me by surprise as I watched this amazing creature swim away in a splash of  his intense power.

I was so excited! I got the picture!

As I turned to come back in the house from the darkness I saw Kevin in his dark blue robe walking away from the window and  into the living room. But, when I turned to look into the house through the other set of sliding glass doors I was shocked to see Kevin sitting on the couch watching T.V. and on his computer!
How was this possible? He's in two places at once!

It was frightening! Here I was so excited about the gator and now so instantly confused in the same moment as to what I was seeing.
How was this even possible? Dimensions were crossing here!

I was so excited about getting this amazing picture from the lake and NOW I was thrust into a paranormal moment. It was a feeling quite like none I have ever had before.
The perfect storm of emotional feelings, One very intense and high and the other confusing and frightening!

How was it possible to clearly see Kevin walking towards the living room through one set of sliding glass doors while he was already in the living room seated on the couch with his laptop on his lap and watching the T.V. which was clearly visible through the second set of sliding glass doors?

How does this happen?

I was speechless. I was in the moment of two very different emotional happenings. Two different worlds if you will.
I continued on into the house and approached the Kevin I saw sitting on the couch, I looked at him oddly to see if in fact it was him, I relayed what I was going through to him as he sat there, looking at me, and I asked him how this was possible?

He replied to me, "I have no idea". He didn't seem to believe me at that moment. That upset me deeply.

He suggested it was me possibly seeing my own shadow in the reflection of the glass, that I mistook for him, but it clearly was not a reflection of me I assured him, I clearly saw Kevin in his robe walking. Moving forward, I was standing still!

I saw Kevin walking away from the window in his dark blue robe  and I noticed his hair and his stride, it was clearly him!  Or a ghost of him? I was wearing a white robe, so if I would have seen my reflection it would have been stationary, because I wasn't moving, as I had just turned around, and it would have been a white reflection, or a lighter reflection on the glass door.

 

When I came into the house through the lanai sliding doors I beheld Kevin on the couch. I wondered for a moment, who is the real Kevin here? It made me tingle with an odd feeling. Where did his apparition go? It simply disappeared as I focused on the reflection of Kevin actually sitting on the couch!

I asked myself several times, how can this happen?
It's as if I was seeing him in some sort of altered time.

How is that possible?

It was like the perfect storm of paranormal and excitement meeting together and exploding into another dimension.

While I sit here writing this I am still overwhelmed by this incident.

I'm always grateful for how my life unfolds on a daily basis but I will say that with every new day I seem to experience something more bizarre than the day before.

This life we live is full of uncertainties and strange happenings.

Thank GOD I don't walk this journey alone!

So, please enjoy the picture I took this morning of the gator on the lake. It is the actual picture I took just before the paranormal intersected with my morning.

I thank GOD for HIS continued protection over me in this strange world we live in.
Never forget, Truth is stranger than Fiction!

  



Fear for a Night

 

So, I was very young and living in Wisconsin. It was a cold evening as I remember. My sister and I had a bedroom in the attic of our new home that we shared. The rest of the family slept on the second floor. We were five years apart my sister and I. She is the older. This upper room was always very quiet. It was also one floor away from the bathroom, so getting around in the dark at night was never any fun. Since it was lights out at 7:00p.m. back then.

I remember waking up one night in the cold winter and in the moonlight from a gable window in our small bedroom, the light from the moon was beaming in. It was so bright! It was so pretty!

I'm pretty sure it was the moon light anyway?

That would have been no big deal, except that the light was illuminating my sister, completely. She was not lying in bed under her covers as I  would have thought her to be, she was actually sitting on the edge of her bed with her feet dangling over the side and starring out the small window into the moonlight with her eyes wide open and with I could see a very scary half smile on her face.

It was as if she were transfixed on something.  She seemed to be in a freeze frame almost, she wasn't even blinking. I was to young to know if she was asleep sitting there or what was happening to her. I remember being overcome with a horrifying fear. Her face scared me being so transfixed so I yelled out to her several times to stop smiling like that, stop it, and lay down and go back to sleep. I remember telling her to "Stop scaring me", stop it right now! After I had said it for the fourth time she blinked. But did not move. Her face expressions never altered as if she were truly frozen like that.

Nothing moved. Not her smile not her hands or her feet. she was just staring out the window in the moonlight.

I was completely creeped out by her behavior. The moon had lit her face up and I was so transfixed looking at her. It was so unlike anything that had ever happened before. It was so scary actually. I could not look away.  She seemed to be communicating with someone, but I couldn't see anyone.

What was she looking at? I was much to afraid to look myself.

I just wanted her to stop smiling like that!

 

All of a sudden with out any prodding from me, she laid back down and said "goodnight". She was fast asleep and I was left sitting in my bed still watching her, I was absolutely frightened to death.  I was wrapped up in my covers. I remember that I ran over to her bed and shook her because I was crying and afraid and I said stop what your doing your scaring me. She woke up and looked at me as if I were nut's and said, "Teri stop it, get in your bed and get to sleep. Leave me alone. What are you talking about"? Then she said it again to me, Get to bed, leave me alone.

I didn't understand, how could she not remember what she had just taken part in? Didn't she know she was sitting there staring out the window?

Because she was older than me I remember thinking, "she told me twice to leave her alone, maybe I better leave her alone".

With that and being about 4 years old, I climbed back into my bed and laid there crying and afraid and finally fell asleep. I remember not wanting to look at her anymore it was so scary. I was really shaken by what had just happened.

 

I will never forget that night as  long as I live. I hadn't known fear until that night and it changed everything for me. I didn't know it existed! I have later found out that my sister does not sleep walk. She wasn't sleep sitting that night either. Something entirely different was happening to her. I have shared this story with her but she doesn't remember much of it. We were both so young. It's something that made a profound impression on me.

 

Spiritual and extraterrestrial happenings don't just all of a sudden happen to us, they have been happening to us since childhood. We usually forget about these things as our lives move on and we grow up. We don't want to remember the fear and we don't want to even talk about it. I know I didn't want to. I wanted to just forget about the whole thing. But I never could! I  have not been able to forget and have a better memory I think because I questioned everything that happened to me as a child.

Today I see clearly what was going on.

It's all part of a lifelong experience.

Extraterrestrials have been in my life for as long as I can remember.

I encourage you to try to remember your early experiences. I'm sure you have suppressed them if you don't remember them.

There is so much more to this life than what meets the eye!

Even on a cold dark night in a attic bedroom!

We are spiritual beings on a human journey.....Remember?

The Answer

 

It was 2009. A warm summer night. It was 3:00 a.m. in the morning and I was awoken from my sleep and felt very troubled.

 

I started praying and I really poured my heart out to GOD. It was no simple prayer. I prayed and prayed in the Spirit. I wrestled with a question and I needed answers for.

I must have been praying for 30 minutes just asking for HIS guidance and council on a few very specific topics. I was so restless.  I cried and tossed and turned trying to be quite as my husband was sleeping next to me. Just after that 30 minutes, I had a great comforting peace come over me and I fell fast asleep again.

 

At exactly 5:00 a.m. I woke up again. I looked at the clock and was really puzzled. I thought to myself, O.K. this is really bizarre. I don't usually just wake up without some reason. I hadn't heard anything. But I just woke up! I had a strong urge to turn the computer on. Again, that's not something I ever do either throughout the night. I didn't want to wake my husband up, so I very carefully lifted the covers off me and headed out to the computer in our living room on the desk.

 

I turned on my e-mail and noticed one single e-mail that had come in since I'd gone to bed that night. It was from a friend I hadn't heard from in years! I was so surprised to see her name in my inbox. I then noticed that her e-mail came in to my in box at exactly 3:00 a.m. "O.K. that was weird"! I don't believe in coincidences. But I really didn't think that much of it until I opened the e-mail.

 

This friend, who I hadn't seen or spoken to in years, was moved to send me this little message in the middle of the night. Not just any message, but a message that was an answer to the very prayer I had gotten up and prayed so desperately about to GOD at exactly 3:00 a.m. that very morning! NOT a coincidence at all!

What are the chances of that?

I Love when that happens!

Just as I am in great need, praying and wrestling with my thoughts, and at the exact same moment, GOD wakes someone else up unbeknown  to me and sends me the exact answer to what I needed to hear!

WOW!

I sat at the computer in my living room and cried for a half hour.

I was so elated that the LORD answered my prayer. And just the fact that HE heard me again was overwhelming to me!

 

Never underestimate what GOD can do.

That was a miracle to me. I needed that answer and reassurance.

Every time I think of this happening, it leaves me amazed.

GOD is so Good! And YES, HE hears and answers our prayers!