As seems to be the norm in my spiritual life, things took a turn and picked up pace like a tornado.

 

It seems Todd's son is sensitive and he, Lisa and Todd all went to the Dunedin Causeway, which really should be renamed, Spirit Causeway because they brought home 80 waywards.

 

One stood out to me as a black one. Turns out he was the "ring leader" of a group of Satan worshipers that all were there among the whites and greys. Todd was able to handle the whites and greys while I handled the blacks.

 

Now here is the first twist in our little world. Seems Freddie and Spirit have switched teams so to speak. Freddie was there with me and Archangel Michael to deal with the darks and Spirit was with Todd and I think Gabriel but don't quote me, to handle the whites and greys.

 

The ring leader was quite nasty and as it turns out told me he had been haunting Michelle, the wonderful woman who did my first reading. It took a bit but I was able to lasso him, yes with what looked like that golden rope wonder woman used, so that Michael and Freddie could get him and his merry men through the dark door.

 

It was after that was done, that I was told, with no room for error, that my days of procrastination were over and it was time to get busy. No longer would I be blessed with very many whites and greys, mine would all be darks, blacks and demons. The whites and greys are Todd's now.

 

Am I freaked out, you betcha. I am scared. I remember what it is like, and the dangers.

 

But, I guess this is my job, why I am here and it is time to get busy. Ugh but why does it all have to come just when my life is already so busy?

 

Nothing good comes easy. 

Vacation Is Over

 

 

Since leaving Dunedin, I have been able to once again "turn myself off" so to speak. I can never turn off the empathic stuff but I was able to throw a virtual invisablity cloak over my beacon.

 

 

Then I moved to Cape Coral and once again found myself near people like me and slowly my cloak came off. The final tug that brought it to the ground was the death of my roommates dog. I felt him after he died and then saw him as he stuck around for a few days to make sure his master was ok.

 

Then I started seeing earth bounds and waywards and heard the call of Archangle Michael and Spirit. Michael was more than a little exasperated with me, Spirit was just glad I was back.

 

I am trying to not let it all come back too quickly so that I get overwhelmed again. I need to really take notice of the way spirit shows itself to me. I am noticing a big difference between earth bounds and wayards, from astrals and protectors.

 

Astrals and protectors often speak to me in pictures or symbols. I do see them as I do earth bounds and waywards but they don't talk to me like those do.

 

I am lucky that I have found a new friend who understands what I do and I can talk with her about it. My friends and my lover understand what I do, but from a layman's point of view. It is nice to have someone who "gets" it.

So yep, vacation time is over.