Monday, August 31, 2009

DEALING WITH DISAPOINTMENTS

This is a tough one for most people to handle. Remember the saying "Don't count your chickens....."

We can often set ourselves up for disapointment. We make plans to do something, which appears to be very good for us, whether it is for financial gains or meeting someone special or anything. And then we get that dreaded phone call: it's been called off, or the guy has gone back to his wife or whatever!

It is hurtful. Sometimes when people disapoint us, they give us no warning. We are due to go and meet someone at eleven, for example. We are about to walk out of the house, and we have a hunch to call them and confirm. Then we hear the upsetting response. "Oh, sorry, I am going to have to cancel." Why do people not call? Why do they make plans and then cancel for a very lame excuse?

This happened to me today, but I chose to not let this person disturb my peace of mind. I was feeling positive all day, and then Wham! She sent me a zinger. Instead of ruining my whole day about it, I looked at it differently. I decided to jump in the car with Sam, and we took a drive in the oposite direction from where we were supposed to go and we had a nice time. There was very little traffic, and we checked out a deli we had heard about instead. I bought some bagels, and because it was 3pm, I got an extra six bagels for free. A little gift. When I got home, the person had left my mind and I continued my day.

Sometimes it's not easy to do that. But the other option was to cause myself a lot of distress. Things do work out in the end and sometimes we do not see the reason why something is happening. The only option we have is how we look at it. Being positive is much more productive for our minds and bodies.

DEALING WITH PLUMBERS

Last week we found a leak under our sink. Sam didn't feel that he could fix it himself, so he did what most people do, they grab the yellow pages, and call a plumber. Unfortunetely the one Sam called ended up being a crook. He was nice enough at first, and said he would only charge $35 to come out and see the problem. So that day he was out tinkering under our sink. A foreign place for me.
It turned out he tried to fix something but that didn't work. Then he needed to replace the faucet he said. Which didn't have any leaks before he showed up. Then he took apart another pipe that led to the garbage disposal and put some gunk in it. And said all was fixed.

Well, we soon found out that the pipe he put some gunk in was now leaking when you put the garbage disposal on. We did what anyone would do: call him back. Of course when he left, he'd said that if we had a problem to call him.

This time it was a ruder man on the telephone. He claims he originally came out for our faucet leaking, that he was just doing us a favor when he was charging $35, and now if we want him to come out, the visit will cost $75. I tried arguing with him, but he was sticking to his story.

Sam is on his way to Ace Hardware to see if there is something he can buy for it.
When we call someone, just because they are in the yellow pages and have a business that doesn't mean they are not crooked.

Its a sad place we are in. We want to believe the best about someone, because we want to trust. I let Sam handle it all. Would I have picked a different plumber intuitively, I don't know. All I know is that we were robbed.

Monday, August 24, 2009

A psychic in a thunderstorm

Today I made the mistake to go walking St. Augustine Beach at 2pm. At first the weather seemed fine, nice and breezy, the water felt great.

But almost out of the blue, I was at least a mile away from my pick up spot, where Sam comes and gets me. The heavens opened up, it started thundering and lightning. At first I didn't want to get my feet out of the water, but after a few minutes I realized it wasn't a good idea. I walked on the dry sand, but then it started pouring rain. So I picked up my pace as the lightening was striking all around me and the heavens were blaring with thunder, and the rain was soaking me. I saw all the cars pull off the beach, none were kind enough to come up to me and see if I needed a ride or shelter. I just walked as fast as I could trying to stay calm. I knew at any point I could get hit and be in real danger. I tried not to think about it.

I sent white light out all around myself to protect me, from my head to my toe.
I was extremely pleased when I saw Sam's car pull up. He said he got stuck in traffic or he would have been there sooner.

That is the closest I have ever been to being in real danger. I guess other times come to mind also, when I was diagnosed with melanoma on my face. I ended up having it all cut out. It still makes me a little nervous so I usually wear a sun hat. As a young girl of seventeen, I had just learned to drive and I got into a car accident, where my car was totaled on the freeway. I actually walked away without a scratch, just a little whiplash. At that time, I knew I was protected, it felt like I was just lifted out of the car and then plopped back in it when the car came to a stop.

Having C-sections with my children were also dangerous, but I didn't think about it at the time. I just wanted to be a mum. When I think about it, we are always in danger, driving the roads, walking at night, sickness, flying.

I guess the way to deal with it is to just have faith. Faith that if it's our time to die, it will happen, no matter what we do. But if it isn't, we will be okay.
Was the walk on the beach today part of a much bigger lesson for me?

-- Sheree Silver
www.staugustinepsychic.com

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Evening out with my son Andrew

Tonight Andrew and I went out to see a play together "Foreigner" at the Limelight Theater here in St. Augustine. It was so nice to be with him.

He is so grown up, sometimes I have such amazement that he is almost sixteen. I remember sixteen, it was the year that I first attended school in the United States. Andrew and I both share the love of the theater. When I was sixteen I got involved in the school plays at my first high school in New Jersey. From that time till today I still have the bug as they call it, once theater gets in your bones it really sticks. Andrew feels the same way as I do, he can't wait to be in his next play. Sometimes I think about participating again myself.

The play was very entertaining and we both laughed alot. I attented college originally to be an actress, but I really couldn't cut all the competition. Andrew has alot more confidence on the stage than I did. One time I remember shaking so bad, the book I was to drop stood straight up. Everyone was so shocked. I don't remember anything, I was too nervous.

I have gotten the kids a lot of old musicals to watch, and they both enjoy them. We also own all the Lucy episodes and they get a kick out of her.

Friday, August 14, 2009

BEING SPOTTED ON OUR TRIP

Its a strange thing being on TV. People came over to us the whole time we were on vacation. A little girl ran over to me in Graceland, and said giggling, I saw you on TV. She seemed just as excited to meet us as being in Elvis's home. Then we got a quick snack, and a family recognized us and we all started talking about our Wifeswap experience.. This happened almost everyday. We were in Nashville at a club BB King with the boys and one of the band members came over to our table and said Wifeswap was his favorite show, and shook all our hands. Actually a day didn't go by without someone recognizing us in restaurants and on the street.

We traveled to North Michigan and enjoyed everywhere we went. Lake Michigan was beautiful and full of peace and harmony.

I felt a renewal of my soul. We met our friends, and stayed in Beulah in a rustic type Motel, the oldest one in Beulah. It was walking distance to the lake.
Everywhere we drove, there were trees and lakes. I forgot how beautiful our country is. The weather was perfect and the boys were away from their computers and enjoying nature. They went on Mopeds for their first time and enjoyed themselves. Beulah has one of the oldest drive in movies and the boys had a great time at the drive-in.

At first they were very resistent to going away, they didn't want to leave home, but I after the trip they admitted, it was one of the best getaways they have had. I have taken them many places and I believe travel is very important for children. It allows them to experience something different. They made friends with kids that live on an indian reservation and were humbled by a younger boy that taught them to ride their mopeds and who knew how to drive. Being on a long drive, bonded us as a family and that is the best part of the whole experience.

VISITING GRACELAND, AS A PSYCHIC

We just got back from our family getaway. Our first stop was Memphis, Tennesee. Even though I have been there once before I felt compelled to go back again with my children. We spent the night in Tupelo. We ended up going the wrong way and was led, I believe to see Elvis's birth home. Andrew my son and I took the tour of the two room wooden home. It was where Elvis was born and lived until he was three.

When we entered we were the only people there with the tour guide. I didn't feel alot of energy in the birth room and the room he slept with his parents, but in the kitchen there was very heavy strong energy. While talking with the Lady, she told about Elvis introducing his daughter to Michael Jackson, he had arranged for Michael to come and sing for Lisa Marie, when she was young. As soon as she said that, I felt chills on my arms and down my spine, and the hair stood up on my arms. That is always an indication of a spirit present to me.

I felt extremely connected to the whole event and was glad we got lost.
We were then off to Graceland. There are several rooms that truly have very strong presence of Elvis and helped me to connect to him in a different way. The strongest energy was in his TV room. I feel that he really enjoyed that space. And also in the animal/recording room. It had alot of deep, complicated energy. The most impressive emotional energy is in the raquetball room. It was where Elvis spent time before he died. The emotion was very intense.

Even if you do not like Elvis, it is something you should do in your life. His presence is still very strong in his home, he loved his fans and his accomplishments and giving nature make him someone to always remember. I know my children were moved by the experience. Even Sam who doesn't like his music, was very impressed by Graceland.

Monday, August 3, 2009

STRANGE OCCURENCES

In my home, which is a brand new home that I moved in nine years ago, we live with our everyday spirits. The spirits do not appear to us visually but we are all well aware that they are there. They appear to us as noises on our windows. They are sharp pings, like the sound of something hitting the window, but there is nothing physically outside causing this. They always make noises when Sam and I are talking about something important or something they wish to confirm to us. Sometimes they cause our water dispenser to gurgle out of the blue to get our attention.

They are very active while I do phone readings. Pinging away with the things I talk about. The last class I taught, the students experienced the gurgling of the dispenser and were shocked. I had warned them of it before.

I am not scared by these occurences, I just accept them as normal.

People often believe that Ghosts or spirits only live in old houses, that is not true. Every home has house spirits, some make themselves more known than others. I see them as protectors of the home and at other times as messengers. They do not do anything to harm us, they just like to let us know when we are saying something on track.

Life is filled with unknowns and questions, I have learned to just accept that there is so much we do not know and to always keep my mind open.
As a child, I would see fairies and elves in our garden. In fact I would chase them around the tree. It seemed nobody else saw them but me, but I experienced them as my friends. The same way as I see my pinging window friends.

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