This might be a Ted Talk someday down the road. That would be lovely.
Monday, July 26, 2021
Monday, July 12, 2021
To Reach my front door, of course. There was a bit of commotion outside, and several cats were either an acting entourage or in pursuit of a gorgeous red hen. My front door was open, she walked right into my trailer and then flew to the kitchen sink. I turned the water on for her and she drank and had a lovely little bath. She was quite at home. I spoke to the neighbors about Ms. Red Hen, and no one knew exactly where she hailed from. It was quite a blessing to entertain her for a while. A good home was found for her.
house in Myton, Utah
The Message of the Red Hen
The work I do is my path. I like the idea of being part of a collective or a group. The message had been quite clear that I must climb this hill alone and take creative control of my life. When I speak of a psychic sisterhood, I am referring to those on a similar path. I do have a soul group that I have traveled through time with. This time it is up to me to expand, go it alone, and then reunite with others.
When animals do some unexplained and anomalous things, they bear a message. I think that this chapter is all about the animal messengers in my life as well as for others.
Fluffy white cat
As a three-year-old, I remember a gorgeous white fluffy cat. She walked up to me and brushed my leg, but she would not allow me to pet her. She played “hide and seek:” instead. My mother was at a luncheon with other women, and they were dinning outside. I remember people filming this incident and I even think I remember my mother owning a video called “the cat”. This cat climbed a tree in front of me and then would disappear and reappear. For me it was the beginning of a lifelong love of cats. My parents would not allow me to have a cat due to my asthma. As an adult, I had many cats in my life and my allergy subsided over time. I could spend an hour or two on each cat I ever owned or each cat that owned me. There were many tears when they parted and yet the next cat was always just around the corner. They are magical and quite psychic. They express an extremely high level of love and self-sacrifice. They wait patiently for my crossing over to see them again. There is a cat heaven.
Lucky Ducky encounter
When I was five, I won a duck at the fair. My big brother handed me a nickel to throw in a plate. There was a huge problem; I could not see the plate. In my frustration I just threw that nickel hard and far. It must have bounced off something because it landed perfectly in a plate. My brother could not manage landing a nickel in a plate and after the nice lady handed me a carton with my duck inside, we decided to call it a day. I had won a prize that looked like a little ball of yellow fluff. I believed it was a girl and named it Kim. We dug a hole up outside with an old used bathing tub as the pond. We put stones at one end so Kim could get easily out. Then my dad built a coup for Kim out of chicken wire. Kim grew to be an exceptionally large white feathered adult. It was part of the family and we just loved it. One day when I was in kindergarten my parents took Kim to the park and let it go. Ducks bond with people and I really missed it. Many years later I had a dream about Kim. He was wearing a Scottish tam and had a tartan scarf around his neck. I cannot tell you which clan it represented. Kim was allowing me to meet the misses and all the little ducks that had waddled into the forefront. Kim loved being a father and being part of a family. My parents had done the right thing. That was not the only dream I would have of my friend. I had another dream where Kim was in a barn with a group of animals that said, “I love you Nancy”’ There were all kinds of animals from horses to dogs and birds and of course ducks. All the small kindnesses I had shown to animals over the years were not forgotten nor was anything meaningless. They were saying that these little things add up in a big way.
What About Fish?
My grandpa took me fishing. Our family had rented a hotel room and a motorboat. We went to Lake Havasupai and most of the trip was wonderful. I loved the lake and being in the speedboat. Grandpa helped me put a hook on the end of the line and cast the line behind the boat. Suddenly there was a fish on the line, and I was reeling it in when I connected with it. I saw the look of fear in its eyes and the pain. I did not enjoy that one bit. I asked my grandpa to please let it go but I had the feeling that he was sad that I was sad. There would be no more fishing trips for me. Fish are just horrified, and they do suffer. I really should join Peta.
I only was able to feed the Dolphin at Sea World. I was scared as the Dolphin opened its mouth very wide and it had long sharp teeth. I was amazed how big that mouth was, but I dropped in my offering of little fish. I touched its skin and there was a cold rubbery feel to that skin, and it did not move away for a few moments. I did not know which of the many dolphins I had just fed. I was looking through a window and I noticed one dolphin swimming past the window and circling back around to look at me. It was a brief encounter but a lasting one. They are so intelligent, and they should not be at Sea World. They deserve their freedom just like many higher order animals do.
John Denver would be a poor man if he never saw an eagle fly. I have seen then fly over many times but until one October Day I had never seen one up close and had true eye contact. My little puppy Goldie had found a trail that went to the town dump. We lived in Myton, Utah for a short while. That is where my little red hen experience happened, and more animals will show up from Myton later in this chapter. The eagle was perched on a low limb of a tree right next to the dump. I was walking behind my puppy, but she took off running to all those wonderful garbage smells. I tried to hurry up. Suddenly, in a second, I was eye to eye with a bald eagle. It spread its wings and looked like about 8 feet of span to me. We had a moment. I looked at her and she looked me right in the eye and she looked at Goldie too. She saw the connection between my dog and me. With one big whoosh she lifted into the air and took off. It was scary and thrilling all at one time. There was a great deal of intelligence there with that Condor Sized eagle. That is the worry that many country folks face. Living in a small rural town, pets become prey. Most people don’t even know the fate of their little doggies and kitties. The eagles and the coyotes are going to look for easy prey and they are successful many times.
Ferret Encounter and Smokey
Once again, I opened my front door, and a ferret ran in the door and peed in the corner and then hid under my couch. Ferrets have a musky smell. We decided to place an add somewhere so the owner could find us. The owner did show up a day later. He explained that he had been knocking on doors. I do not want a ferret. Another day we had a huge gray tom cat come in the door. We offered him water and food. That was it. He adopted us. Smokey had an abscess on his lip. I took him to the vet and the vet gave Smokey penicillin. The blood test revealed Smokey to have feline aides. I ask the vet if I should put him down? When I said that; Smokey jumped into my lap and started to hug me. The vet and I laughed. Smokey was our best cat. You have heard the saying: you can't herd cats? Yes, well Smokey could herd them. He was the alpha male. I would ask Smokey to round up the two other female cats fir dinner and he would do that. Smokey would knock at the door of my home standing behind both cats. If they attempted to escape his round up he would get on top of them and grab their neck. It was amazing. He could do things I never saw another cat do. Smokey offered advice to me on several life situations I was in. He also had an arrangement with our next door neighbor in Phoenix. I would let Smokey out at night and the neighbor was up early and knocked on the door to let Smokey back inside. This routine was on going for quite a while until it suddenly stopped.
Smokey remained with us for about 5 more years and then said goodbye. He said goodbye to my son and to me. He just disappeared. We think he went off to die on his own terms. I felt Smokey jump on my bed. That means that he was in spirit form. It was also confirmation that he had transitioned to the cat haven.
Pigeon, Newfoundland, and Sparrow and Nightingale
My two boys brought home strays all the time. This bright Phoenix morning they brought home a pigeon. We took it to the vet because its wing was broken. The boys nursed it back to health and let it go. 3-year-old Jason brought home a huge Newfoundland. I am not 100% on the breed. It was a big shaggy dog. A neighbor let us know that Jason was with this dog at the edge of a big canal. The dog would jump in to stay cool. We had to take it to a shelter to keep Jason in the yard. Then there was a sparrow that I brought home and hand fed. It started flying and we took it to the sparrow shelter. A lady had a back yard sanctuary for all kinds of birds. It was good to know her. There were many more birds that found refuge with her.
Just like a Disney movie, these creatures would come visit and the birds sang to me, and the other creatures seem to say words sometimes like “hello”. A nightingale messenger: I was pregnant with Zak (the big guy with a sparrow on this finger). I had a bad night of tossing and turning and then about 6 AM the most lovely song bird started singing at the bed room window. There was also a big bull frog in our yard that also started to croaking. Within moments there was a rooster crowing as well. I call this Goddess Energy. About 6:15 AM I felt like the baby head butted me. There was a sharp pain in my lower pelvis floor. My then husband woke up. We decided to drive to the hospital. My birth was a planned C section but it had been planned for the 30th. It was the 29th and the doctor had to cancel all his morning appointments. Years later I was spending the night with a friend when she went into labor. There was a rush of energy that was undeniable. I woke up about 2 AM and told her that I could not sleep due to all the goddess energy. About 4 AM she went into labor.
I am a pet psychic too. I love speaking with pets. I had one lady who I visited on a regular basis. She would not leave the house with out her pit bull. To take her shopping I had to put Emma in the front seat with me on a blanket. The pit bull, Emma and I talked telepathically on these trips. We went thru a hamburger drive thru and Emma said that she wanted a hamburger with everything, but she did not like the fries. She said that she like potatoes but not French fries. I asked her owner about all this, and it was accurate. This dog liked cheese burgers with everything but not the fries. She was fond of the potato pancakes that her owner would sometimes make. She especially minded the oil used to fry the fries. She had a sophisticated palate and she was a precise communicator.
During those years of social work, I was like Long Island Medium sometimes having conversations with the pets and also loved ones. I would say: Is your father passed over? I had to ask because the loved one would be standing there grinning.
Since most of my clients had a mental health diagnosis, I wondered if everything I said seemed normal? I always fit in well with this group of people. Dogs will often spill the beans on their owners. A dog might show me an image of their owner crying or breaking things. Dogs and horses are truthful and better than parrots at telling stories. Animals show with emotions and all the senses rather than using words. It is a very accurate way of communicating because we often say words fall short and meanings get lost in translation. Also animals have no filter. Be cognizant about that. I believe a good pet psychic could solve a murder mystery just like James Stewart in Rear Window.
Tuesday, June 8, 2021
Chapter 25 in Sara’s Psychic Sisterhood
What do Parallel Universes, Free Will, and Creation have in common?
These three concepts interface all the time. They respond to a variety of realities that we accidentally live. Accidentally is a choice but it feels like we did not choose it. There is a little bit of anthropology in our choices as well as dominate programming. So, I want to talk about anthropology first. I want that to be a foundation that explains many human abduction experiences as well.
Whomever we discover our ancestors to be, we can look at our instincts and tendencies for clues. It looks as though about 500,000 years ago; we took a big leap. Lloyd Pye, and other avant-gard researchers of human origins, believe there were “others” in the mix. Many believe “aliens” known as Anunnaki rearranged our DNA. They gene spliced us to be slaves. Along with slave qualities, there were advanced sexual characteristics. Humans were designed to serve many functions. This is not new. This has been tossed around at cocktail parties and group meetings. This has been mentioned on Ancient Aliens TV show in a watered-down acceptable way. But there is a place where all the theories can collide. Our human preferences, choices and desires. I am going to start with monogamy. Most bird species are monogamous, so it is not just human. I think it exists for our survival. They say we are a herd animal. I am not sure we fit that category. A healthy curiosity is present in most humans. Like gorillas, the male is going to be larger and stronger to protect the female(s)? Yes, but then what happens to the monogamy? This is where Pye brings in the concept of smaller ape like creatures that are close cousins to Big Foot. They look very human; especially if you are only looking at skeletons. In fact, Pye and others believe these are the Neanderthals and they don’t have the same ability to articulate words that humans do. Language was present but not like modern homosapiens with all those nuances. Down through the 500k years certain instincts and preferences have been established. Instincts are good in a crisis. In an emergency you might not have the time needed to contact an “expert”. In that moment all that our genetic ancestors have lived will be accessible.
There is a rather short list in a crisis. What is the easiest and fastest method to escape? Will you choose to fight? Within a second of time your feet are running at a breaking speed. I am not a jogger, however, I found out I could run when a group of cows decided to charge, and they were fast. Yes, instinct.
If you read my essay or blog on my abduction experience; good. The insect being asked many things of me that really went against the grain. I was one of the thousands if not millions of women that our government allowed to be part of the hybrid program. The memory was veiled, and I did not go through hypnotic retrieval of this memory. I just started to remember it about 10 years ago. It is amazing that our subconscious will try to heal itself of unknown trauma. These abduction experiences can be the source of unresolved issues and fears.
There is a polite way to date and decide on a future mate. The alien agenda side steps all those socially accepted ways of courtship and it side steps parenting. There is a need for human bonding with mates and children. Those aliens must have been in a hurry, and it was for their own survival we think. They rushed up the process in many ways. Many human hybrid children did not thrive and did not survive. That tells me that there is a healthy way to have a family. Our genetics seem to be incredibly wise on that dynamic.
When you make a choice, do you really have a choice? When I go into my trance state, it does seem that there are contracts with other people. We all must have known about our present family and the way they would enhance and guide our lives prior to being born. They say it is a priviledge to be born in this age and time. This is a challenging time but oh my goodness it is ripe with evolution. We sit on the edge of a whole new chapter.
In addition, we can change programs that have existed forever. There is a martyr program, a suicide program, an adventure program, teacher program, a slave program, and many others. That is available when there is a mass consciousness shift. I might have realized that today. I keep seeing times when I have “changed my mind” and stepped into an alternate reality. I changed directions and had access to a whole new parallel universe. When I have done this, I became invisible to some people. People bump into me and then say, oh I did not see you. I believe it had something to do with personal growth and not needing old ways and programs. Today, I was resting when I kept melting into a big picture. I felt part of everyone and then felt part of the “world” consciousness. I love that whole experience and it seemed to heal me at a deep level.
This last week I was having another cold. Then it turned into a rather miserable flu like situation. I spoke to my son about it. We believe we have had Covid 19 several times, but it is a weaker version or at least we experience it as a weaker version. My body seems to be adapting. There is a program for adapting physically. There are so many ways to evolve. It is not always the strong that survive it might be the weak that inherit the earth. They might be the more adaptable.
This is where creation becomes very personal. We all get to decide our next step. Perhaps way back we did not have much of a choice but now we do. There are infinite choices. How wonderful that it.
Saturday, May 22, 2021
The problem with Religion
My wondering mind and me. OK here is the ride. I was working on something else when a wave, really a tsunami, of profound thought and deeper inquiry captured my mind. I was open to hearing and the lesson asked me to explore as well. Instead of just shoveling in a concept I was beaconed to be more interactive.
Some would say it would be more disciplined to finish my other essay and then devote myself to a new creation. That is the problem with education and religion. It often remains in a non-expanding box. The sea is calling me and I am catching that wave. This perfect wave might return but often those ideas and deep duck dives are lost when we don’t go on the journey. Maybe I should just do the dishes but like the poor, the dishes are always with us. Right? I should vacuum but my baby begs to be held. Each new mom learns that. Right?
I have friends of all religions. Wonderful people. I was going to say that there are the main ones in my world. Jewish, Catholic, Buddhist, Mormon. Baptist. My grandmother was a staunch Baptist and I went to summer Bible School most years. I would begin to butt heads with my Grandmother during my teens. I was reading a great deal and there were huge conflicts.
It seems hard to find people who started out
in religious families and remained true to those belief systems. It is perhaps good to begin in a family that
allows the organization of beliefs to create some structure. Flying without structure might not be wise
especially in the beginning. Flying
might require a good compass to prevent getting lost. Yogananda and Sai Baba
both refer to our
“ monkey minds” and that meditation requires focus. Both of those teachers were monumental in helping us “Westerners” expand our perceptions. It illustrates “religion” in the negative to say Paramahansa Yogananda devotes and Sai Baba devotees would not be comfortable in the same room. As students they both adhered to a framework of beliefs. To compare those two indoctrinations would require a book the size of War and Peace. OMG. Just a small essay can barely do that justice and yet both teachers were amazing. Could each religion serve as a concept puzzle piece in a grand mosaic? There is a bigger picture that allows for all beliefs and designs? Maybe, but it seems that the rough edges would be smoothed the more enlightened and expanded one becomes. In context many statements become true. Jesus said "Whoever is not against us is for us" (Luke 9:50; Mark 9:40). But in another biblical chapter he is quoted as saying: “Whoever is not with me is against me” (Matt. 12:30). In my summary I hope to tie up some loose ends.
Is anything really new?
My son painted a group of Sunflowers. Jason was a magnificent artist. He could pull deeply from the wealth of his imagination. His painting is on the top. And I compare it to Van Gogh’s Sunflowers as well as a vase of real sunflowers. Nothing beats nature? Gorgeous all. I respond better to Jason’s use of color. It doesn’t seem to matter who painted it as long as it speaks to the heart. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
We as creators can draw on all the concepts and make them new just by running them through our interpretation. We are all divinely inspired. Abraham/Ester Hicks has said this and I paraphrase; wait until you feel the power of inspiration to do or create. It is hard to make yourself be creative. And sometimes it is like watching a parade pass by if you deny that chance to create. Try catching a wave. I believe we are all meant to be surfers. I was listening to Leonard Cohen’s lyrics from Suzanne. https://youtu.be/gUXC_dhQHzY. For me the sunflowers are the children leaning towards love and like Jesus we all are sailors on a sea that shall free us one day. We will be free when we have learned something that kindergarteners know. I think that is believing in yourself and don’t pay attention to the nay-Sayers. Perhaps Shakespeare and Cohen embody spirituality beyond religion. They certainly did ponder the human condition.
There will be no end in sight for this essay accept to end it. My grandmother was lying in her hospital bed saying good bye to all of us. She knew she had very little time left in this world. My mother did not want to hear it. My mom said, “you are going to be fine”. Mom left. My grandmother said to me, “We have argued over really small things, like religion. This is the most important message; we love each other and that is eternal.” I walked out and as I passed by the waiting room I saw her brother sitting there. It dawned on me that he died 10 years ago. I had a lump in my throat and guilt too. I had taken her for granted. She died a few hours later and all the arguing vanished.
Love is the bigger concept. People will continue to divide over beliefs. In love we can allow others to grow and develop their own conversation with God. Neale Walsch said “you got God all wrong”. https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0191NE1XI/ref=dp-kindle-redirect?_encoding=UTF8&btkr=1
God will be more and more the next breath we take and less and less an entity out in space somewhere. At least that is what I think and Neale thinks that way too. Jesus summed it up when he mentioned the love commandment and doing unto others as we would have done to us. We have all made mistakes so it is true that no one should cast that first stone. Let’s see: We are sailors who live in glass houses on a sandy beach? I think that is good enough. There is no end to the learning and the expansion.
Three generations. Me, Mom and my Grandmother 1979
Tuesday, September 8, 2020
There are certain concepts that seem to be universal between all religions. God is loving and cares about us. During my near-death experiences I was amazed by the profound love and enduring relationship I had with God on the other side of my life. It was like a long lost loved one had returned to me with all the love my heart could hold. It made the loneliness and sorrow vanish. God made me a promise and a commandment before returning me to my physical body lying on the gurney, Ask me for help. I am there (on earth) just as much as I am in heaven. Those are the words I remember. My time is not done. I came back here and there is more work to do.
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Sunday, May 3, 2020
We have been fed lots of lies about Diabetes and Arthritis. Stay tuned as there will be more and more coming down the lane.
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And for God sake do not go easily under the knife. It does not always work.
This is part of my newsletter but not the whole thing.
For now, I must close.
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