The moment I arrived to her hospital bed yesterday and looked at her an eerie feeling had come over me that resembled a feeling of dizziness in a way and that usually only happens when I encounter certain energies and the energy from other individuals that I won’t mention the nature of because all of my spiritual experiences is not anybody’s business, and it just dawned on me today that it was a signal to me of what was around her at the time and of what was about to come.
Spirit is and has constantly been there for me. Spirit has never let me down and that is so amazing to me. And it is so astonishing because although that I have tremendous faith in what I know and believe still I never take anything for granted and I think that is why I continue to be carried so securely by spirit.
The celestial support that I unceasingly receive is very touching and so much appreciated and it is also additionally grounding. I naturally and genuinely treasure what is surrounding me and as I am in harmony and in balance with the quintessence of my existence, the alignment of my dimensional position within the universe that is in relation to inclination, I thrive.
The peace that is around me is so wonderful.
I was always a positive individual that exuded positive energy and I always knew what was going to work for me and what wasn’t going to work out from a very early age because I always had a very strong sense of self. And as my energy was always good it was always the negative energies of others that would constantly interfere.
Just the simple condition of not being within the presence of certain types of people (especially undesirables) is so rejuvenating and liberating, and oh so very healthy for the mind, aura and spirit. That circumstance has consistently been a major factor to my happiness and well-being as a highly spiritual individual.
Everything is so clear, clean, and beautiful living in the compatible arrangement of my own preordained nature. A nature of authentic serenity that some of us are blessed with when we continue to choose and remain on the paths that are correct for us.
When we hear and listen to that inner voice of spirit it never guides us in the wrong direction we become one within distinction and within the truths of our lives and where we’re going.
Spirit helps us to make important decisions, gives us the confidence and courage to take risks and to make the most vital of changes that prove to all turn out for the better and I am a living testimony!
Love is so durable and I feel it all around me and I just love the love. Love makes us strong, love makes us powerful, and love makes us who we are! Love is not corny yet it is often underestimated and it is why spirit has us within the first place.
Without the love, care, and protection of the specific energies around those of us in particular we’d be lost and alone as long as we have the loves of the light we will prevail.
I love my mother’s side of the family people like them don’t come around so often. I am so proud of them, to be related to them, and that I am of them and that they are of me as we all have our own unique identities that also draws within us our connection.
Knowing where you come from is so very important and interesting. And as a person of the caul it has by nature been detrimental that I not interact with certain types of individuals and things as they are not of my specific essence.
All of my good relatives outweigh the very few that I partially grew up with within my home that had resulted from the union of my grandmother (Catherine) and grandfather (Willie Sr).
My mother’s mother Catherine came from an extremely large family that originated in Virginia. They were very tight and close-knit just the way a real family should be they were good people and would always keep in contact with her when she moved to New York. I remember how they would regularly call her on the phone.
Some of her relatives eventually moved up from Virginia to all places such as parts of New Jersey and other states and boroughs of New York as well.
When My mother was a little girl her and her siblings would go down south and visit their grandmother and grandfather (Catherine’s parents) on the farm that they owned and where they would produce and sell their very own goods/products. My mother had two aunts and four uncles altogether and all members of the family cooperated and played a significant part in making the family business a success.
My great grandmother (Catherine’s mother) use to make homemade soaps and foods and etc…I have other relatives that owned their own funeral home that was still doing business in the 1980’s I don’t know if some of them expanded or still have the same business running currently.
On the farm our family had lots of animals including dogs. They had cows that my mother would milk, horses, mules, pigs, chickens-one of the mules had kicked my young uncle in the head once.
My mother had a lot of fun down there and was shown and given much love just as she did with me. I always had love and security around me that contribute to the strong person that I am today my real family from Virginia all stuck together and there were and still are many of us.
Even though many have passed on they are definitely not forgotten and their being deceased makes them no less of relevant to me as opposed to those that are actually living. They continue to be here with me in spirit and one would be a fool to fuck with me with all of the ancestors that I have lingering around loving and protecting me and my loved ones.
As I have communicated with them and gotten to also know them on another level “home is truly where the heart is” and no one can break that bond. Our love is a house homed by our energy.
One day as time went by Catherine just didn’t have time for her family anymore as she was more preoccupied with hanging out with the neighborhood trash within the area we weren’t even suppose to be living in that area she was originally set to move into a corner two family home over in another part of queens. She didn’t want to know her family again until she got ill from having a stroke back in the early 1980’s.
How could she forget where she came from to go down to the lowest forms of disgust?
I could and would never be so inauthentic and disloyal to my nature to be turned around when tested by negativity.
Nevertheless, here and there runts do run through our family trees that is why it is so important to not intermix genetically with certain lines of individuals even though what may have been done before our time we to certain extents have no control over.
I found a census that dates back to 1940 recorded of eighty members of my family, there are so many more of them not listed, however, a cousin of mine that is on the list acknowledged how my grandparents had another house other than the one that my mother and her siblings use to visit a bigger and beautiful home that they shared when she’d visit. Wow, I just can’t get over how much family we have and my mother remembers a lot of them I even remember some!
When I was a baby my great grandmother Amanda Byars knew that I was gifted and that my mother had a power too aside from her being intelligent and multi talented and found out through one of the readers that she use to go to what I was going to grow up to become and got insanely jealous.
Any other normal relative would be happy and proud of and for the other members of the family.
She with the help of other undesirables went to have my mother and I crossed up in an attempt to change our destiny, the beautiful destiny that was fated for us. She wanted my mother labeled as crazy and wanted me to be just another statistic all to happen within a unnatural fashion through the black magic/brujeria done unto us.
Much to her disappointment my mother was one of the most competent and best mothers a daughter could have and she helped a lot of people that didn’t deserve to be helped.
She helped a bitch by the name of Annette Cromwell get into college years ago if it weren’t for my mother and her connections (because my mother knew a lot of people) she would not have been able to have the necessary documents filled out correctly and authorized, she helped a neighbor contact his long lost relatives through digging up files in the library, and she helped another neighbor get her disable son to collect disability benefits for the rest of his life, and that is just a very few of the things that my mother did for people who didn’t know how to go about doing these things on their own and for themselves.
I had a dream of my deceased great grandmother a few nights ago about how she was unable to get what she wanted. My life did not at all turn out to be the disaster that she wanted it to be and she is rotting in hell for all that she has done and tried to do to my mother and I.
My life hasn’t exactly went accordingly in order as to how it was suppose to go as far as career level is concerned as I was a long time ago suppose to have already become prominently established in all of the areas of field that I was originally to excel and prosper in.
My mother also should have come so much farther in life with all of the knowledge, smarts, talent and capability that she had and still has today.
I meanwhile instead had to take detours that still resulted into successful ventures yet never the directions in which I was meant to take although the journey to reach a portion of my destined peak currently is in it’s availability for me to someday eventually grab a hold of as no one could ever utterly take my blessings away and all this interference as a result from the damage that was done from the blockages and burdens of past black magic/brujeria.
When my blessings do come to me as designed I won’t get them in the ways that it would have come initially this time it will be even better and more meaningful as I have come to know the details of my existence more profoundly.
When I went to certain readers many years ago in my younger days I didn’t tell them that I was born with a caul I let them tell me as that was what they were suppose to do. I was lucky enough to find quite a few real legitimate readers that gave accurate readings.
Aside from the psychics ability to hit the nail on the head about a lot of the occurrences within my life they all had predicted the same things about me being very successful, having my own business and so on, that I was always meant for success but constantly had too much jealousy around me coming from other people.
I was born to have money and fame that money would never be a problem and told that I was going to be on television one day. I do admit that I don’t mind the money as my family never went without to begin with but I never wanted fame.
I’ve even dreamed many times of my future and the things meant to come for me as well as the actions of others so I knew that it was true as much has come to be and much has been blocked or delayed from me in receiving.
So it was interesting years ago when my great grandmother was alive back in the early 2000’s when her and the neighborhood trash were in the midst of working their brujeria uttered to me over the phone “I thought you were going to grow up to be somebody. I thought you were going to be on TV”.
Now where did she get that from? I never spoke to her or anyone else about what the psychics informed to me years before that. It is because she already knew my future as well as others did and spitefully said those words as if to say “I fixed you”, without knowing she was giving herself away.
“I never wanted to be on TV”, I told her. And that was the truth. “And I already am somebody”. I then expressed to her that I knew what she was doing and that her words weren’t hurting me as she wasn’t on the level intellectually or spiritually to understand where my head was at and where I was coming from and that really her words were just an honest reflection of herself and other unfortunate undesirables who were bitter and hurt through their own inferiority.
I’ll never understand why my grandmother Catherine dealt with and then married my grandfather, not that he was a bad man, because he was extremely smart and gifted but because that would bring a piece of trash like Amanda into our lives. It wasn’t his fault he had a mother of that nature but Catherine didn’t come from people like that. Too bad my grandfather didn’t know his father-where I strongly suspect he got his good qualities from, Amanda also didn’t have the same biological father as her other brothers and sisters, her mother was a gifted woman though and her other siblings weren’t trouble like she was.
Once Catherine did start raising a family with her husband I wish that she had of stopped having children after having my mother because the other three spawned their genetic trashiness from Amanda’s side and a lot of unnecessary bullshit-erupting from their envy, sickness, and jealousy along with associates of their kind- never would have escalated to the extent that it had.