... is about to change.
Over the weekend I attended a fundraising event for a dog that needs surgery. The end goal is to reach 3000.00, and Chloe's human has raised just under 2500.00 thus far. I noticed attendance at the event was a bit on the low side, so I approached Melissa and gave her a stack of business cards & an offer. If anyone booked a Reading Party in Chloe's name, 10.00 from each paid reading would go toward the cause. Melissa promptly spread the word and by the end of Sunday I had been contacted by 2 people looking to book a party. The first one was last night.
I have spent so much time in my own circle of friends and within the Pagan/Healing community that I forgot what it's like to be around Mundanes. Even at a psychic fair, people go to those with some sort of idea of what to expect. Last night I read for 7 Virgins (if you will). Talk about nervous! Poor things never knew what hit them, lol!
Each and everyone of them took something from their reading with them, which is kind of the point. And each and everyone of them were stunned, shocked, freaked. One girl's reaction was that of a deer in headlights when I asked her why I could see her cutting herself.
As the night wrapped up late and I had missed a bus, I got a ride to the bus terminal so I could catch the next bus. 3 of the girls were in the car, and I got some great feedback. They'd all always been interested in getting a reading, but they'd heard from others about bad readings and/or fakes. They were impressed with the night and fully intend to tell all their friends. All hail the power of Word of Mouth.
Chloe's human was one of the paid readings last night, and she's hosting her own party next Wednesday. The host from last night is going to attend the party on Wednesday and get another reading. Normally I'd tell a person there's no point to get readings so close together but the reading she got last night had to do with a deceased loved one, the reading she wants to get on Wednesday will be about her own life.
Here it is 4 days after the fundraiser because listened to a nudge there are now 3 dates booked and a fourth one in the planning.
Wednesday, 27 March 2013
Sunday, 24 March 2013
Happy Birthday, Stu!
I'm realizing, more and more, I don't like PEOPLE. PEOPLE as a whole are negative, vile, dark. I need that in my life about as much as I need a lobotomy. Heck, never mind *me*. That is a general statement that EVERYONE should hold as a mantra.
Of course there are INDIVIDUALS who are quite lovely and whom I adore on varying levels. Sadly, that list is getting smaller and smaller. The Darkness is spreading.
I know people change, energies change. And I know that I am growing by leaps and bounds, lots of Personal Growth going on for me these last few months (and oh so much more to come). The good thing is I LIKE the person I'm becoming, which only encourages more growth. I'm growing like a weed, lol! I'm smiling more, walking taller, taking chances. Heck, I bought a dress the other day that I would NEVER have thought to wear out in public... Not as every day wear - maybe as a costume. I bought it, and I wore it that night to a restaurant to celebrate Amanda's birthday. I looked GOOOOOD. Hawt, sexy, whatever. And I did it for ME, not because I was hoping to catch the eye of some (any) guy.
But I digress... Last night there was a birthday party. I wasn't sure if I was going to go as I was at an event yesterday and I'm usually pretty drained after those. But in the end there were doggies who were sharing their awesome energy. And I was brazenly ballzy and gave Shawn my number and it was a good day Energy Wise so I figured I'd be ok. See, the party was being held by people I like. The guest list... *sigh* Shields UP! It's like just about everyone in The Community that makes me squick is on that guest list. They are fake & spiteful, they spread the rumour(s), they know ALL the DIRT and LOVE to fill you in. They are the Vampires. But Patricia and I had an agreement. Go in, spend a bit of time, and the first one to give the signal meant it was time to GO. No muss, no fuss. Patricia had been on Stu Duty all day, keeping him out of the house while it was made ready for his party, so they had a car load. Patricia was going to drop everyone off and then come get me. Soon as she walked in the house, she altered the plans. She was NOT going to subject me to the Excessive Negativity that was Stu's Birthday Party. She ended up telling a couple of people off, Stu had to ground her out before she could drive home. And as soon as she got home she threw up.
In the course of our conversation today, one name in particular was brought up. And I came clean. This is one of those people that as soon as I'm able to I walk away. Yes, I know it makes me out to be rude and inconsiderate. But, um, it's either I walk away OR I stay put and end up saying just what I think of this person and it isn't in any way polite. And I've only ever seen her twice. I know her, know her Energy. She's sent me facebook friend requests and I've clicked ignore each time. Nope, not having none of it chuck.
Although who knows, maybe I'll be "allowed" to speak my peace more and more, this new person I'm becoming. Could be a fun and interesting year... Tickets & popcorn will be available for purchase, lol!
Of course there are INDIVIDUALS who are quite lovely and whom I adore on varying levels. Sadly, that list is getting smaller and smaller. The Darkness is spreading.
I know people change, energies change. And I know that I am growing by leaps and bounds, lots of Personal Growth going on for me these last few months (and oh so much more to come). The good thing is I LIKE the person I'm becoming, which only encourages more growth. I'm growing like a weed, lol! I'm smiling more, walking taller, taking chances. Heck, I bought a dress the other day that I would NEVER have thought to wear out in public... Not as every day wear - maybe as a costume. I bought it, and I wore it that night to a restaurant to celebrate Amanda's birthday. I looked GOOOOOD. Hawt, sexy, whatever. And I did it for ME, not because I was hoping to catch the eye of some (any) guy.
But I digress... Last night there was a birthday party. I wasn't sure if I was going to go as I was at an event yesterday and I'm usually pretty drained after those. But in the end there were doggies who were sharing their awesome energy. And I was brazenly ballzy and gave Shawn my number and it was a good day Energy Wise so I figured I'd be ok. See, the party was being held by people I like. The guest list... *sigh* Shields UP! It's like just about everyone in The Community that makes me squick is on that guest list. They are fake & spiteful, they spread the rumour(s), they know ALL the DIRT and LOVE to fill you in. They are the Vampires. But Patricia and I had an agreement. Go in, spend a bit of time, and the first one to give the signal meant it was time to GO. No muss, no fuss. Patricia had been on Stu Duty all day, keeping him out of the house while it was made ready for his party, so they had a car load. Patricia was going to drop everyone off and then come get me. Soon as she walked in the house, she altered the plans. She was NOT going to subject me to the Excessive Negativity that was Stu's Birthday Party. She ended up telling a couple of people off, Stu had to ground her out before she could drive home. And as soon as she got home she threw up.
In the course of our conversation today, one name in particular was brought up. And I came clean. This is one of those people that as soon as I'm able to I walk away. Yes, I know it makes me out to be rude and inconsiderate. But, um, it's either I walk away OR I stay put and end up saying just what I think of this person and it isn't in any way polite. And I've only ever seen her twice. I know her, know her Energy. She's sent me facebook friend requests and I've clicked ignore each time. Nope, not having none of it chuck.
Although who knows, maybe I'll be "allowed" to speak my peace more and more, this new person I'm becoming. Could be a fun and interesting year... Tickets & popcorn will be available for purchase, lol!
Monday, 11 March 2013
The Highs and Lows of the Community
You know, I thought I could escape it all once I was no longer a part of the MPGFA, or an active member of the Pagan Community. But they still manage to squeak through the woodwork, bugger them all.
I've been trying to keep to my authentic self lately. Be the Me I'm meant to be, or as close to as possible. Schultz was my buffer, so I'm learning to deal with people on my own all over again - and NOT kill anyone. Of course, it's Psychic Season again. That time of year when Winter is packed away and everyone dusts off their crystal balls and tarot cards and puts out their shingles. And you get SUCH an INTERESTING mix of people at these things, and I don't mean the attendees. There are the fluffy ones who are all Light and Love and Blessings My Sister. There are those who really should do a little more work on healing themselves before they think to offer readings to others - at the very least put their best foot forward and shower before they leave the house. In the next corner are those who smile to your face and act all sweet and friendly and then turn about and not only trash you but spread rumours that aren't even remotely close to the truth. And then those who are just plain nasty and feel they need to tear down anyone resembling competition to make themselves look/feel bigger and better. Yup, THESE are the folk in the Healing Community. Oh, and the charlatans, mustn't forget those.
Don't get me wrong, there are a few pleasant ones out there who would sooner swallow razor blades than speak ill of another living soul - the operative word being *few*.
I got used to the nasty vibes in the Pagan Community, grew to expect it, learned to evade and avoid as best I could while still remain not only a business person in the Community, but a "leading member" of it. Not sure why I expected better of the Healing Community, except that because it should be full of oh I don't know, HEALERS?
After the last event, I received a friend request from someone that I refuse to accept. Nope, not gonna happen. I've only been in the same room with this person 3 times in the last 2 years, and each time her energy is gross - not to mention that she hasn't a pleasant word to say. Catty doesn't even begin to cover it. I have purposefully walked away from her each time - and seeing as how I've only ever seen her while I'm set up at an event, that's saying something. I don't get how we can have so many friends in common, really. Maybe if it were six degrees of separation? But no, they are all one degree - and people I respect and like! Does Not Compute.
And now I'm finding out that someone is spreading rumour about a friend, saying she's using Reiki to "enhance" hexes/curses. Um, really? Reiki is about energy yes, but more specifically *healing* energy, and this rumour monger knows better.
I often wonder why the Powers That Be asked me to be one of their voices. Some days I can only shake my head and bite my tongue.
I've been trying to keep to my authentic self lately. Be the Me I'm meant to be, or as close to as possible. Schultz was my buffer, so I'm learning to deal with people on my own all over again - and NOT kill anyone. Of course, it's Psychic Season again. That time of year when Winter is packed away and everyone dusts off their crystal balls and tarot cards and puts out their shingles. And you get SUCH an INTERESTING mix of people at these things, and I don't mean the attendees. There are the fluffy ones who are all Light and Love and Blessings My Sister. There are those who really should do a little more work on healing themselves before they think to offer readings to others - at the very least put their best foot forward and shower before they leave the house. In the next corner are those who smile to your face and act all sweet and friendly and then turn about and not only trash you but spread rumours that aren't even remotely close to the truth. And then those who are just plain nasty and feel they need to tear down anyone resembling competition to make themselves look/feel bigger and better. Yup, THESE are the folk in the Healing Community. Oh, and the charlatans, mustn't forget those.
Don't get me wrong, there are a few pleasant ones out there who would sooner swallow razor blades than speak ill of another living soul - the operative word being *few*.
I got used to the nasty vibes in the Pagan Community, grew to expect it, learned to evade and avoid as best I could while still remain not only a business person in the Community, but a "leading member" of it. Not sure why I expected better of the Healing Community, except that because it should be full of oh I don't know, HEALERS?
After the last event, I received a friend request from someone that I refuse to accept. Nope, not gonna happen. I've only been in the same room with this person 3 times in the last 2 years, and each time her energy is gross - not to mention that she hasn't a pleasant word to say. Catty doesn't even begin to cover it. I have purposefully walked away from her each time - and seeing as how I've only ever seen her while I'm set up at an event, that's saying something. I don't get how we can have so many friends in common, really. Maybe if it were six degrees of separation? But no, they are all one degree - and people I respect and like! Does Not Compute.
And now I'm finding out that someone is spreading rumour about a friend, saying she's using Reiki to "enhance" hexes/curses. Um, really? Reiki is about energy yes, but more specifically *healing* energy, and this rumour monger knows better.
I often wonder why the Powers That Be asked me to be one of their voices. Some days I can only shake my head and bite my tongue.
Friday, 8 March 2013
We can make her better...
Oscar Goldman: Gentlemen, we can rebuild him. We have the technology. We have the capability to build the world's first bionic man. Steve Austin will be that man. Better than he was before. Better, stronger, faster. (from The Six Million Dollar Man)
Why is it when you want to revamp something the best way to go about it is to strip down and tear apart the old? Is it really the difficult to just take out something that isn't working and leave the rest alone? That's what it feels like the Powers That Be are doing with me. It wasn't enough to change my life as I knew it, they had to totally bring me down and pretty much break me before they could build me back up.
I dislike being single for so many reasons. The main reason is the lack of companionship, not having that one person to whom you can say anything - even just discuss the minutiae of the day. That one person you know you can trust, or *should* be able to trust, at any rate. I know it sounds silly, but without having that one person I can trust, what little trust I have in others diminishes. Even the trust/confidence I gained in myself is effected. Sad thing is, it hasn't just been since Schultz and I separated that this started - it's been going on for about a year, ever since he was put on permanent nights.
My emotional/mental down turn is no longer spiraling out of control, it's plateaued. I think that reading I did the other day was a message from Above - This Could Have Been You. Okey dokey then, message received, noted, acknowledged. Time to stop the Pity Party, because I ain't going nowhere. Time to DO something, something positive. Not sure what exactly, yet. Winter is just about over, thankfully - so that will help. And I have the ad on kijiji to advertise Reading Parties. I have one scheduled for this evening, in fact.
Oh, and a little flirting with a guy I've nick named the Kilted Cutie. He and his wife separated recently, around the same time as Schultz and I did so far as I understand. This is... interesting. While there was no hope in hell of anything ever happening, I was ok with flirting with him. What was the harm? Now that we're both single? Man oh man, I time warped back to high school and he's the cool guy and I'm wearing horn rimmed glasses with my hair in pig tails and wearing a thick sweater and a shapeless skirt... No, I was never like that, but that's how it feels. Like he's out of my league. Of course Patricia and Denise have taken it upon themselves to make certain *something* happens, even if it's just a mutually beneficial back scratching. Not that I'm complaining. I just need to bring my Astral Self to the foreground, somehow.
Mark loaned me a cd, it's a Doreen Virtue one, about past life regression. Much as that woman sets my teeth on edge, I'll at least listen to it - once. *shrugs* Ya never know, right? Might even work on some things that I need to fix in THIS lifetime.
Why is it when you want to revamp something the best way to go about it is to strip down and tear apart the old? Is it really the difficult to just take out something that isn't working and leave the rest alone? That's what it feels like the Powers That Be are doing with me. It wasn't enough to change my life as I knew it, they had to totally bring me down and pretty much break me before they could build me back up.
I dislike being single for so many reasons. The main reason is the lack of companionship, not having that one person to whom you can say anything - even just discuss the minutiae of the day. That one person you know you can trust, or *should* be able to trust, at any rate. I know it sounds silly, but without having that one person I can trust, what little trust I have in others diminishes. Even the trust/confidence I gained in myself is effected. Sad thing is, it hasn't just been since Schultz and I separated that this started - it's been going on for about a year, ever since he was put on permanent nights.
My emotional/mental down turn is no longer spiraling out of control, it's plateaued. I think that reading I did the other day was a message from Above - This Could Have Been You. Okey dokey then, message received, noted, acknowledged. Time to stop the Pity Party, because I ain't going nowhere. Time to DO something, something positive. Not sure what exactly, yet. Winter is just about over, thankfully - so that will help. And I have the ad on kijiji to advertise Reading Parties. I have one scheduled for this evening, in fact.
Oh, and a little flirting with a guy I've nick named the Kilted Cutie. He and his wife separated recently, around the same time as Schultz and I did so far as I understand. This is... interesting. While there was no hope in hell of anything ever happening, I was ok with flirting with him. What was the harm? Now that we're both single? Man oh man, I time warped back to high school and he's the cool guy and I'm wearing horn rimmed glasses with my hair in pig tails and wearing a thick sweater and a shapeless skirt... No, I was never like that, but that's how it feels. Like he's out of my league. Of course Patricia and Denise have taken it upon themselves to make certain *something* happens, even if it's just a mutually beneficial back scratching. Not that I'm complaining. I just need to bring my Astral Self to the foreground, somehow.
Mark loaned me a cd, it's a Doreen Virtue one, about past life regression. Much as that woman sets my teeth on edge, I'll at least listen to it - once. *shrugs* Ya never know, right? Might even work on some things that I need to fix in THIS lifetime.
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