Yes, I am clairaudient, clairsentient, and clairvoyant. Yes, I am a prophetess, a mystic, a seer.
After over half a century of doing consults and living with the great mystic realms that lay in wait for their human counterparts, at 73, I am what I am and glad for it. In that vein, I invite you into a story that is quite real, and yet, not for everyone. Therefore, l will seek to present it here, as graciously as I can, as a story.
I have never understood why when the voices come to me they are either masculine or feminine. Except for the Beings from the Cosmos that invited myself and others to Shasta. They were neither masculine nor feminine.
I know there is such a bogeyman about this. “Oh, my child, only that which seeks to do you harm will whisper in your ear, compelling you to its bidding.” What a pity for we are not alone and without what loves us beyond measure and operates on behalf of life here, we are lonely beyond measure.
I also have evidence as well as there are people who have walked with me this lifetime, that have realized, I am, indeed, the real deal. Baby bears come to be with me. The ancient planetary gods and goddesses of Ireland come so that I may be counseled. My family’s gardener, Frank, when I was young came screaming into our kitchen bug-eyed! Thank goodness, no one else was home! He would have been fired for being crazy. He had met my friend, my male fairy friend Tomsy. They were both equally startled. Tomsy had a better sense of humor about it. I think today, 2019. 11.03, I am just tired of trying to frame what is hidden from view beyond most people as only my imagination. Why? because global warming and human folly for those who have become separated from the original design here are not only putting at risk human existence. What is at risk is the very life of this planet and her ability to birth, nourish, and care for all her creations that were made from the intelligence of the cosmos.. what humans refer to as consciousness.
I forgot to set up a Building the G.O.D. Matrix Call for Saturday, November 2nd, 2019. A few days before the call, I was sent an email I never saw.
written by Jane Wagner & Lily Tomlin