Gnome sighting...
I posted on an advisor forum in 2006, right here on Keen that I saw huge earthquakes, buildings falling, people crying out. Sometimes rushing water, a flood, sometimes not. Those things having passed I know the next things I have seen won't be long in coming.
The date 9/13 is important but I don't know why. It may be this year.
I saw a plane explode, just exploding not hitting anything.
But last night, I knew it was here, it is now.
On Keen forums I get told to stop being negative, stop panicking people. So, I guess this is really the only place I can actually be honest. There are reasons precognitive dreamers get warnings... most of the time it's a warning when I see something. Being silent is the hardest thing to do.
Okay, that said here is what I see. Look back in my blog and you'll see I have already told my readers about this, it's already documented. Do with the info what you will.
I see people taking up guns. Fighting in the streets. Here, in the United States. There is a shift about to happen, many people will not be able to handle it, and they will not react well. The veil between worlds is thinning. Even those with minimal gifts will see things they can't explain.
I do not see the world ending or aliens invading. What we will have to deal with has been here alot longer than we have.
blessings,
Serra
I had a client call me recently, to tell me Valentine's Day had been her birthday. Not the day she was born, the start of a new life.
Over the years, I and 'my girls' have rarely had things easy. I'm not talking about casting in every kind of crazy weather you can imagine, although we've done that too. I'm talking about other Witches.
That, is a forbidden topic, dear reader... but when have I ever been cautious or afraid to tackle anything?
My girls have been harassed, threatened, almost lost children, lost a job or two, had tires slashed... no, we cannot just point a finger, in any one direction. Most Witches are wonderful, solid, sweet people. We seem to get the bad apples sometimes.
There is a smear campaign that we are used to, it gets less active in the cold months but it happens year round. We've been told out right: "Witches don't take money for services (we accept money only for the expenses of casting and every recast is paid for by me, and my girls).
Witches don't cast for just anyone. The hell we don't. Sometimes magick is the only resort left, after all mundane action has failed. We go where the police (stalker cases for example), and sometimes other officials (personal safety, threats to kids, pets, property, jobs) refuse to go.
So... Isabelle, my client just had a birthday. She went out with her soulmate, had a wonderful dinner, made some promises she can now keep, to the Universe. We all wish her the very best year, and many after.
Serra
One of my favorite things to do when I can finally get in front of a computer is to reply to my clients. Many cannot afford a call right now, and they don't have to. They know we can catch up as soon as I get access.
Camp was so beautiful tonight, full of glittering white snow, but the cold has a bite.
So I accepted a ride and a couple nights, hosted by one of my coven sisters. There's a dog on my lap, well, mostly. He's not exactly a lap dog so just his head fills my lap with his gorgeous brown eyes imploring me to rub behind his ears.
I was wondering if anyone out there actually reads this... if you would be interested in me hunting down freebie ads and links as I used to? I'll have more connection time soon, but if no one is reading, no point.
Soon... it will be a fresh, new year.
A time to start over, do things better, learn from the past and look at the future differently. It doesn't have to be a record, it's grooves deep in our soul polluted by the fear that things are going to get worse, never change, because that's how 'it always is'... Each sunrise is different, each snowflake unique.
To get your life to be more positive, you sometimes have to work at it. Just like planting a blackberry bush. You nurture it, water it, give it light because darkness will kill it... and when the fruit comes, there will be thorns to avoid, but sweet fruit is your reward for all that work. Do you want to see only the thorns? Do you want to give up on the fruit because, it's just easier to be miserable and you've been scratched too many times?
Listen to the wisdom around you. To people who love you. To strangers whose message just might be the Universe giving you solutions. We are all connected, even science tells us that.
Be safe and well this holiday, break the negative patterns and let light find you.
Call me if you need another perspective...
Serra
Tomato plants are yielding nice, fat tomatoes. Peppers, the zucchini looks good.
Ah! Melon-y goodness! We planted hybrids, small melons with little seed, and they are awesome.
Our dinners get a little interesting during harvest time. Everyone has a different favorite veggie, most just end up in the communal pot. The fruit is another story. What we pick must be eaten, we have no electricity to keep things cold, just pails of ice.
There is nothing that tastes so good as a cookout (meat is from a local ranch that we swap fresh veggies for), with fresh everything. We use natural pesticides and everything tastes better, sweeter than the store bought.The only thing we bring in is water, the stream nearby works for fire prevention purposes, but I don't know what our neighbors down the line dump in there.
At our meeting this week, during a cook out after which I could barely move (everyone wanted me to taste their special goodies), my girls asked that I include their heartfelt thanks for allowing our many clients into their lives, to trust and work with us, making your lives better. We will always be here, on Keen, you will always be able to find us, long after your case is complete, in case you need us again...
T H A N K Y O U ! ! !
Serra
I saw on the news it hasn't changed
crude oil making blue into black....
Dolphins are dying, it's all dying
they argue about procedure and facts
The tears of the Goddess,
what we call the ocean
We seem to keep caring about less
we are children, never learning
Today I woke up, rubbed my eyes, pushed a couple puppies out of my tent and greeted a lovely morning. My nose told me it was going to storm, so we did what we call 'storm prep' everything loose goes into something ('junk tent' cabin, someone's car)... I make sure everyone has a lamp (we don't do big bonfires if wind is threatening) and that all the tents are firmly tied down.
Doesn't seem like alot but it took all morning.
Much of what we do involves planning ahead. Over the years we have a system of what we do, and the new practitioners are taught the ropes early. Our Circle has emergency water bucket station (where there's bonfire and 56-98 people someone might get to close to te flames), buckets of sand (handy to drop in spent incense, matches or candles so no one steps on them), The sand buckets go in our 'earth' quarter (which also has a table of stones and crystals), the water in 'water' (along with bottled water for a day like this, some shells, and a bowl of blessed water) so that no one has to guess where they are or wander around, looking.
What is in the 'fire' quarter? Our guardian candles. Hand made, very large candles. During spellwork the candles react, flare, change color and sometimes let us know how the power is flowing. They rarely go out after work begins.
In the 'Air' quarter is our assortment on incense for the night's work. Sticks, cones, ceramic dishes, a few baby food jars. Sage bundles and sticks, and some other herbs we burn.
Probably more than you wanted to know, eh?
I feel less sad today. My heart is mending. Less bitterness in my sweet, more balance. Still missing my honey bear.
Looking forward to catching up with my Keen family. Sending free minutes out, and going LIVE. On the way back to camp I'm taking several large boxes of home baked brownies, some wonderful banana bread, some lemon squares and a few gallons of water. Ice in the ice chest which will go into two 'barrel' ice chests into which bottled water, and juices will go.
Tonight is a full night. In a large Circle, you can feel, breathe and sense magick. After a long night you have the satisfaction and deep happiness of knowing you helped make someone's life better.
It's all worth it.
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Blessings Light and Love!
When I lay cards for friend, or client, I see the cards but I also see past the cards.
I used to call it 'Seeing the 3 Paths'. I see where you are, and the road in front of you, which changes of course, depending on choices you make. I use that knowledge to guide you around the potholes, but which road you decide to take is your free will. Perhaps that is the easiest way to explain why advisors see your future and give you different answers.
I suppose you've already changed your map, by listening to five advisors already. Now the hard part happens-you have to decide which path to take.
For my own readings it's harder. I already know my reading for myself will be colored with my hopes, my fears, and that I may try to interpret the reading in a 'happy outcome' direction, which destroys the point of reading.
This month, I became single again. Choices were made, a path was chosen. I walk it alone now, but I have my Sisters in the Craft who tell me I did the right thing. I any relationship, sometimes love changes into something that could very well become damaging to one or both. Walking away becomes an act of love, even though it hurts, even though sometimes I swear I can hear my own heart break a little.
I miss him terribly, but I was also holding him back in a way.
Part of my path, was decided even before I was born in this lifetime. Sort of the family business. My mother's inheritance was power, wisdom and the desire to help others. I was given the same, although my ways of having people in need find me usually come from the internet now, not from a frantic woman pounding on the door offering a chicken to pay for a spell as in great-great-great granny's day.
So, when you call me, asking about love, I'll be better at helping you, than I can ever help myself. It's not unusual-many readers can't do readings for themselves.
After so many years of doing readings I know the energy I use up, reading. Connecting to you, feeling your emotional state, delving into that part of myself that I recognize is my Goddess, giving me some energy and wisdom. Every person I read for is family, I can see you, see your love and sadness, joy and curiosity, and sometimes anger and frustration... without connecting, caring, wanting to help.
It's the kind of day when sleeping in a tent is nice. Nice to feel warm sunshine, instead of waking up pretty sure your hair is frozen.
It appears we have a dog pack. It ran through our lil tent city, smelled goodies, likely passed many generous treats on the way through, and now they have a place with us. I suppose it wasn't a huge surprise to find a litter (is it litter with dogs?) of pups this morning.
Creamy fawn, black, black and white, wriggling pups. Their mother is a lovely Lab mix we call Caliente, but no clue on which is the father.
We are delighted they are with us, and Caliente has been very tolerant of the small sea of curious faces peering in at them. Yes she's taken over an old supply tent, which we carefully cleared out today.
The smell out at camp... I wish I could bottle. Flowers, herbs, grass... I miss it when I'm away. At night there are new scents as we work- candles, blended herbs and oils, the campfire... the smell of Magick on the air.
Today I'm ready and eager to do readings, waiting for my cell to ring!
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I'd like to believe that the last seven months has taught me something wise and insightful.
Truth is, I nearly died.
I did learn, that even if you are reasonably young, seemingly in good health, lead a (crazy) active life, eat right, and have a rich spiritual life, you can still get very sick.
Drinking water, is very important. Resting is also very important. Not forgetting to eat, hmmm yeah I learned all of that can easily hurt you.
One evening, sitting alone in my tent, I realized I had a major problem. Pain on a scale of 50 on a 1 - 10 scale. I've called ambulances a few times, never for myself. I resisted calling one, and by the time I finally did call my fever was 103.9 I was alternating between chills and wrenching pain, and I'd started to think I might just be seeing my Goddess by dawn.
In the hospital I was told I was septic, my kidneys were failing and I had an infection so bad they went through 7 antibiotics to find one that worked. I.V. antibiotics for 5 weeks, a midline in my arm, re-hydration, a drain (not pleasant), and a stent to hold my damaged kidney open.
Over the seven months I've never felt any pain so great, or felt so awful in my life.
No phones in the hospice, not much contact to anyone but medical professionals.
After the first four months it was decided the infection was still draining. Owch.
Six months and finally I was scheduled for surgery. Among other things there was a problem with my kidney.
On the seventh month, I skipped the swans a swimming and maids a milking and left, A.M.A.... why?
Well, I'd been out of contact with my honey. Who is still unhappy with me. Today, I watched the lil blinky cursor for awhile, just thinking.
Confused yeah. Love is confusing. Life is too.
Still hurting. Off morphine exactly 22 days. Trust me it's different without it. I feel like someone stuck me into a pillowcase and beat me against a brick wall for awhile.
I wanted love to heal me. But like many who call me, sometimes love isn't always the way it's supposed to be. I complicate things with my life style. My job. My religious respondsibilities. My responsibility to my clients.
I'm very human. Also my gifts don't work for myself-that's the price of dedicating your life to helping others.
I'll get stronger, and I will always be here, always listening and giving advice, always weaving magick under faery kissed tree boughs.
Better than ever.
Keen can be a tough master. I say 'master' since technically they don't employ me but they rule my income...
Lately I'm into ad trades. If you get one of my newsletters chances are, you'll get a chance to try out an advisor I like. I don't do this lightly. I try to keep spam at a minimum, but right now the advisors on Keen are hurting financially, just like everyone else.
Interested in looking at some gifted psychics? Throw me an email line... want to be included in my ad exchange? Ditto.
Peace, and be safe out there in these troubled times...
Serra
Pay off some Karma hit my call button... rofl
I've seen and lived how things are, out there.
I freeze with my girls, I eat what they do, and there have been times when we have more water than soup. I wanted to do something this year.
When you work with White Light magick, it opens you to other people. Their love, suffering, joy and sadness. Empathic connections.
So we decided to start a can good drive for the local food bank, and for Keen I started a Pay As You Wish listing. What that means, is that is addition to dropping the call-in pricing, I also made a 'pay request' button of $5.00 if clients want to pay more they can, or not, or they can pay the $5.00 maybe hit us up when the times are a bit easier on another reading down the road.
I will do this as long as I can. Winter is going to be hard. I want to ease it for those who need it. Please use the button, if you have hardship I will email a reading on any (one) question ASAP usually 24-48 hours.
Blessings, stay warm... be safe
Serra
When a large group of people live at a campsite, you learn to share almost everything.
We decided on chili which is fairly cheap to make, but this week something got lost in the mix. It started out basic, someone made ground beel drained it well. Someone added tomato paste, another peppers, someone hit it with celery, and then... we aren't terribly sure. Most of the time the potluck donations blend well, but individual tastes sometimes go a bit wonky.
What we ended up with was a vaguely chili tasting pot of chunky stew which was good, but a little odd. Biting into a jalepeno, I knew one of my girls liked it spicy. Big chunks of celery, and whole grape tomatos told me someone was in a hurry or possibly they like a more veggie chili. It cooked up with layers of taste, very good.
Here's what we decided went into it: Alot of hamburger, some beef stew cubes, onion, celery, tomato paste, grape tomatos, green onion, jalepeno, green and red peppers, red onions, chili beans, chili 'base', chicken, and bacon.
It was very good, some put cheese on it. We aren't 100% sure of the entire 'recipe' but in cold weather a bowl of something hot is a delight all by itself. Maybe this disproves the only saying 'Too many cooks spoil the soup'?
Or maybe everything tastes good when you work up an appetite?
Back in the day, when I decided to get organized, start teaching, start to reach out to people and offer help, I knew there would be some risk involved. In my organization we take oaths. Oaths to protect each other's personal info, oaths to never reveal our location, oaths to keep all client info confidential, and that's only a small part of it.
Being safe, the best way you can. But dreams are insistant things. I believe they are given for a reason, and those of us who are precognitive don't always have the choice of staying silent. It's almost as though the message is a bird fluttering against a window, and when you finally let that message go, there is peace.
You can drive by that car wreck, ghoulishly looking for details, or you can pull over and help. I'd rather pull over. I would hope if someone I love is in the wrecked car, someone else would help them if I can't. So it's partially that I cannot ignore the message and partially some respondsibility to speak. Ignoring the elephant in the middle of the room never makes it go away.