The Mandela Effect

New blog post @ Every Cat Has a Tale… The Mandela Effect ~ Have you ever heard of it? Do you know what it is?

https://everycathasatale.blogspot.com/2019/10/have-you-heard-about-mandela-effect.html

Breaking Another Sales Barrier! ~ The Gray Witch’s Grimoire

I’m very proud to let you know that The Gray Witch’s Grimoire has broken another sales barrier! This slender volume of witchcraft and wise-woman energy just keeps giving and giving. If you don’t have a copy, you can purchase one at this link ~

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Dealing With a Jealous Ex-Spouse

Dealing With a Jealous Ex-Spouse ~ “Men most often feel jealous when their ex-spouse begins having sex with another man, while women feel jealous when their ex-spouse becomes emotionally involved with another woman.”

https://everycathasatale.blogspot.com/2019/10/dealing-with-jealous-ex-spouse.html

Signs Your Ex Wants You Back

If you are getting phone calls from your ex, they have chosen the most direct form of communication—this is a great sign. This is very up front and keeps you in real and direct contact, making it feel as if the relationship really isn’t over for good…

follow the link for the complete article ~

https://everycathasatale.blogspot.com/2019/09/signs-your-ex-wants-you-back.html

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Relationship Posts @ My Other Blog

This year, 2019, has seen me expand my blog (and my tarot practice) to be extended and focused on relationship issues.  This is probably the main theme for most of my readings.  Money comes second, believe it or not, matters of the heart take presidence over our bank accounts.

The following blog post titles are links that will take you to Every Cat Has a Tale If you recognize an issue in this list, follow the link to find out how you can cope with it, or resolve the problem.

When You Fall In Love With the Guy Whose Still In Love With His Ex
8 Signs Your New Partner is Not Over Their Ex
Dealing With a Jealous Ex-Spouse
Signs Your Ex Wants You Back
My Ex-Wife Doesn’t Get Along With My New Wife
Relationships ~ 4 Situations That May Be Considered Cheating
When He’s Stuck in a Codependent Relationship with His Ex
The Naked Truth ~ Why Sex After 50 Is Still Hot
Advice for Those With Divorce Regret
Is Talking to Your Ex-Spouse Normal?
Celebrating Soul Mates ~ Signs You’ve Met Your Soul Mate
Signs He’s Still in Love With His Ex
When Someone Responds to Your Boundaries With Anger
Seven Secrets to a Healthy Relationship Over 50

Divorce ~ Cut the Marital Cord Already!
Wedding Showers ~ Creating Sacred Space
Why Falling in Love Over 50 Kicks Ass
What If Your Spouse is Having an Emotional Affair?
Eight Signs You’ve Met Your Soul Mate
Eight Ways Lying is Poisonous to a Relationship
How To Break It Off With an Ex Who Won’t Let Go…

Psychic Sensitivity ~ Sensitive Children

Night Fears

I slept with my head hidden under the blankets until I was 12 years old. Why? Because at night, in the silence and the dark, I was keenly aware that I was not alone. I could sense the presence of something, or many things, by my bed. I could hear whispered voices; I could see shadow people; and often I could feel something unnameable trying to connect with me.

As a child, I didn’t understand what I was experiencing. I didn’t know that the presence I was aware of couldn’t actually harm me, and I didn’t know how to consciously protect and claim myself and my space, or how to consciously send these ethereal energies away. I didn’t even know that this was possible.

Like any child who feels afraid, my instinct was to hide. And this I did — under the covers.

When I was 12 years old, something happened. I think it stemmed from the fact that I was exhausted from these nights of fear and the lack of sleep. I was sick of waking up drenched in sweat. It may have been a new maturity and more insight coming with puberty. I was tired. I was tired of being terrorized at night. I was tired of feeling like I had to hide in order to be safe, and I finally got to a defiant angry place.

One night, I simply flung the covers back, sat up, and very forcefully said, “This is my room! This is my bed! If you want to come and get me, then do it… or Leave Me Alone!” That was all I needed to do. Little did I know that’s all I had ever needed to do.

1. I showed no fear.

2. I reclaimed my space by ordering the presence to leave.

Be sensitive to small children with night fears. Allow them what they need for comfort. And as is often the case, they need a way to block some of these entities and experiences, whether with a night-light that’s left on, some cozy time in bed with a parent (so comforting!), or someone just to sit with them until they feel calm. When most insensitive or ignorant adults chastise them, telling them that there is nothing there, those adults don’t know how wrong they could be.

Visions & Psychic Information

I’ve written before of a psychic vision that I had when I was 12 years old, some sort of coming of age time, this year must have been for me. On the day my Uncle died, several hours before this occurred, he was laying on the living-room couch listening to music. I was sitting across the room from him, and as I watched, the back of the couch closed over him, like a lid on a coffin.

As most children do, I thought that because I could see this, everyone else in the room could see this also. But as I looked from each adult face to the next, I realized that they were totally unaware of what had just happened. I also was too immature and not practiced enough to realize that this was a premonition, an omen of what was to be just a few hour later.

It would be six years, when I was 18, that I would first talk about this experience with my grandmother. Without an understanding of premonitions and omens, I had thought that by SEEING this vision, I had CAUSED this thing to happen. I spent those six years desperately trying to block any visions or information that came to me.

Be aware that young children do not have the mental faculties to digest the psychic visions and information that they are picking up. They may not understand the source or the implications of visions and other psychic information. And its very common for small children to think that everyone else hears and feels what they do. Children don’t realize that they have an ability and are experiencing something that most people do not experience.

The Empath

Any situation that puts an empath in a group setting can be a nightmare. It is not only an overload of other people’s energy, it is a flurry of knowing, knowing what other people are thinking. Your brain is rattled and filled with other people’s true thoughts. You can feel their sadness, their happiness, their boredom, as well as their dislikes.

The classroom is a horror story for a lot of very sensitive empathic children. What’s coming through in a flurry to your conscious mind is also making it difficult, if not impossible, for you to concentrate, to focus on what the teacher is saying. It makes it difficult, if not impossible, to digest the words in a textbook, to focus on a math problem, to stay in the present with clear thoughts. From my own experience, I have to wonder how many children are labeled with attention disorders, when actually, they are receiving an overload of data from the individuals around them.

The perfect classroom experience for the empathic child would be soft instrumental meditative background music. It would be a room filled with live plants, windows open for fresh air and bird sounds and sunshine, or the smell of rain. It would be rooms large enough to have ample space around each desk, around each child. It would be the quiet presence of an animal, a voiceless living thing, a cat or dog or bird or hamster. Until that type of classroom exists, the most we can do is to educate people on the topic of empathic children and what they need to function in this group setting.

What do you need to take care of yourself? ~ tarot spread

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Physically ~ Ace of Swords

For some of you… there are unpleasant physical reactions to other people’s harsh words, criticism, and negative intentions. It’s very easy for someone less sensitive to tell you that you have to get a grip on this, we all know that it’s just not that simple. The problem is that you feel the emotional aspect so intensely it transforms into physical ramifications.

For a few of you… you’re holding on so tightly, trying so hard to remain balanced and unaffected by the onslaught of negativity around you. You may try to ignore an individual’s intrusion into your life, your space, but the very effort to do so is in itself a physical demand that’s become overwhelming.

What do you need physically?… you need to find a way to either remove a specific person or situation from your life altogether, or you need to remove them from your mind and your daily thoughts. Both suggestions are probably equally difficult. Another way around this is to have a diversion ready when you are triggered, such as a key word to repeat mentally to yourself, or a comforting vision to hold in your thoughts, until you feel the tension subside. This might seem like a very temporary fix, but I think you’ll find that it will be enough to relieve some of the physical reactions your body throws at you.

Emotionally ~ 10 of pentacles

For some of you… you’re desperately in need of stability. Whether this instability stems from financial situations, or relationship issues, or something unique to you and your life, without a stable foundation it’s very difficult, if not impossible, to progress and to progress with lasting effect.

For a few of you… you’re trapped inside the box because you’re afraid to break out and instigate change. You may feel constricted and restrained by family and tradition, and you’re not sure what the reaction would be if you did embrace the true you and your life as you’d like it. This suppresses you. The thing is, does it really matter, other people’s reactions? If yes, you might find yourself trapped forever in a life pattern that is not your own.

What do you need emotionally?… you need courage to embrace your true self and the realization that you have the power to manifest it. You also need to make necessary changes to your life that would bring about more mental and emotional stability. For a few of you, this may mean the end of a troublesome relationship; for others it may mean the strength to leave a job or career behind in order to achieve success and a feeling of accomplishment on another path.

Mentally ~ Knight of Wands

For some of you… there is the need to tame your passion and lust for life in order to direct it, to use it, to develop it to your advantage in a deliberate way. You might feel scattered and somewhat puzzled because your mind can’t handle all the information that it’s trying to digest and categorize. This often happens with children and adults who suffer from attention deficit disorders. You’re brilliant, you just have too many voices in your head at one time. There is the need to slow down your racing mind in order to make sense of it all, in order to organize your thoughts and be able to put them into constructive controlled action.

For a few of you… you’re burned out. You’ve been through something that has left you feeling depleted, exhausted, numb, inert. Your mind needs a break from whatever life has thrown at you in order to heal and energize itself. Removing yourself from an individual, or a set of circumstances, if only for a short while, may help you to feel mentally rejuvenated and refreshed, able to look at an old problem from a new perspective.

What do you need mentally?… some of you need a vacation, literally, time away from your everyday life in order to allow your mind the freedom to roam, and imagine, and rest, and follow it’s whims. Others need to tame this wild beast, this racing madness that comes to you most profoundly during solitary moments. Once, long ago, when I was just starting life on a new path, a voice came to me literally, and it said: “Learn to control your mind.”

Spiritually ~ Knight of Cups

For some of you… you’re seeking love, quite simply, and you might be having some difficulty finding it on your spiritual quest. Love comes in so many shapes and forms, it could’ve fit any of the categories in this tarot spread, but it showed up here. The kind of love that encompasses spirituality can embrace all levels of our lives and psyche. An overwhelming ability to love ourselves and to feel this positive energy from those closest to us is fundamental for our own well being, but we also need to tap into the bigger picture and take advantage of universal energy. Don’t give up the quest; don’t surrender to pessimism or skepticism.

For a few of you… you’ve put love on hold, or you’re taking a passive stance when it comes to seeking, or chasing, this elusive treasure. And for a small minority, trudging through daily life, believing that everything in your reality is “okay”, you wonder what is giving the gray pall of a lackluster finish to your world and your spiritual life — It’s the lack of love. Nothing that you aspire to learn, to grow, to create, or to experience will be complete without it.

What do you need spiritually?… you need to learn how to tap into universal energy that is powered by and entrenched in love. It’s like a virus, so to speak, once you’ve made this connection on a spiritual level, it will hit a personal level, and go on and on throughout all aspects of your life.

How you currently feel ~ 4 of swords

For some of you… there’s the definite feeling that you need to recharge your batteries. You’ve drained yourself through a series of life’s circumstances, and you won’t be able to travel much further on your chosen path if you can’t rewind your tapes, erase the negativity, adjust the reality, and renew your purpose. There is the idea of “faunching at the bit”, as my grandmother would say, as in a horse that’s fighting the reins, crazy with the idea of taking off at full speed on an independent run. Grab those reins and go, you’ve been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.

For a few of you… there’s still the weight of responsibility (imaginary, real, or magnified), as well as a group or an individual who doesn’t want you to spread your wings. Someone around you may feel stuck in a rut, and they don’t want to be alone, so they will say and do what they have to in order to hold you back, to break your self-confidence, and to feed your self-doubt. Remember, also, that sometimes we do this to ourselves. Learn to recognize this, and you can beat it. You can learn to let go and soar.

The Tarot Parlour

A Desert Reading ~ One Card for Today

10/swords ~

I’m not feeling the sense of “burdens” that this card is usually connected with.  There’s more of a feeling about everyone being on the same page for some major transition, project, or job.  It’s going to be important for some of you to have co-workers, a spouse, friends, or family all looking in the same direction, all working towards the same goal.  You will at least need their support and positive energy, as negativity or a lack of support will only make your task more difficult.

For those of you who find yourself at the threshold of something new, a decision to make, or a new transition coming up, make sure that you have your ducks in a row, that you have the necessary information you need to accomplish what you’re setting out to do.  Some of you may also want to look around and see where the stumbling blocks lay and get rid of them; whether they are individuals, or circumstances, or personal weakness.

The Blood, Sweat, & Tears of Self-Publishing a Tarot Deck

This is an amazing lady with lots of insight, information, and priceless hindsight.  If you’re thinking of self-publishing a tarot deck, you may want to check out three articles she wrote on the topic.  And yes, they were written in a particular order and are meant to be read in order to be most helpful.

What Does it Cost to Self-Publish a Tarot Deck?

The Actual Cost of Self-Publishing a Tarot Deck

The Intangible Cost of Self-Publishing a Tarot Deck

In the last blog post, a lot of the mental doubt and fatigue and anxiety and exhaustion that she experienced goes with publishing or self-publishing books as well as tarot cards.  I so connected with this lady on so many points!  The idea of any aspect of your creation being flawed (which it probably is somewhere because we’re only human after all) is a nerve-wracking invasive thought that likes to eat away at your brain.

At some point, the creator has to stop tweaking his shit and just publish the damn thing!  You could spend an eternity editing and re-editing, trying to reach some unrealistic plateau of perfection, until you would drive yourself nuts.

Happy reading!  And Happy Creating to the artists and writers out there with works-in-progress!!

 

 

 

Impending Death ~ Recognizing Its Salutation

Sometimes I know when someone is going to die. It happened for the very first time when I was twelve years old, and it’s only happened a handful of times in my 61 years.  It’s only revealed a family member once.  It is an active physical phenomena, and it is a mental clairecognizant event.

The physical phenomena is accompanied by a physical “freezing” in place.  For several seconds I literally cannot move.  It is accompanied by a whisper that I believe is inside my head, though it could be an external whisper and I’m just not interpreting it as such.  The voice says, “Look, look at this person, look again.”  And I have to look, I have to stare, usually for several seconds at the individual, and I’m unable to turn away.  During the handful of these experiences, the voice has always said the exact same thing.

The clairecognizant event is accompanied by a solid definite “knowing” that this person is going to die very soon.

I have never actively tried to make myself knowledgeable about such events, not even with tarot reading.  I have never sought to learn how to know this thing.  I have never wanted to have this knowledge; it is inflicted on me without my knowing in advance that it’s coming, and without my desire to know.  It is something beyond my control.  I have never tried to approach someone with this pre-cognizant knowledge, or to inform anyone in any way of my experience, or the premonition concerning them and their life and imminent death.  I have spent decades of my life trying to deliberately block this information from coming through, but have been unsuccessful.  I sometimes think that my attempts to block it out may be the reason that I’ve experienced it so infrequently, with only a handful of events.

Below are descriptions of three of these “events”.

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The first event occurred when I was 12-years-old, and it is the only event that involved a family member, my uncle.  It is also the only event that didn’t follow the “pattern” of all the subsequent premonitions.  I’ve actually written about this very first life-changing event because, as a child, I didn’t understand what happened, and I believed for a very long time that I caused my uncle’s death by seeing the vision.

Easter Sunday 1969, when I was 12…

It had been a horrendous winter. My Aunt & Uncle had been snowed in for months. We were only able to have Easter dinner with them by driving a long route and coming in from the east as opposed to the more direct west route. Even then, we had to park our car on top of a hill and walk part of the way to their farmhouse, down a hill, across a small valley, and up over the next hill.

It was after dinner. The women were still in the kitchen chatting. My uncle and grandfather were sitting in the living room listening to music, along with my sister and me. We were both perched on the edge of a long piano stool.

I looked across the room at my Uncle, who was stretched out on the sofa, one arm behind his head. As I watched, I was startled and fascinated to see the back of the sofa suddenly swing forward and close over him. I realized that I was seeing my uncle in a coffin with the lid being closed. I shook my head and blinked my eyes to rid myself of this vision.  I looked at my grandfather and my sister to see what their reaction was, and I realized that I was the only one to see this thing.

Later in the afternoon, my uncle left the house to go outside and check the water levels in the driveway, where the melting snow was beginning to cause flooding. My sister and I were standing in the dining room window, watching him walk up to the house.

We turned away.

A second later we heard a muffled noise, and my Aunt came hysterically screaming from the kitchen doorway, “Mom! Mom!”…calling my grandmother.

My Uncle had stepped into the entryway off the kitchen and collapsed.

They called for an ambulance—which came in the wrong way, the way that was still blocked with deep snow banks, and they had to turn around to come in the same way we did. They also had to walk a gurney the same path we took, across the valley. It took so long for help to get there.

My uncle died that day.

It wasn’t until years later, in my late teens, while having a conversation with my grandmother, that I revealed to someone for the first time what I saw and how I believed that this vision caused the event.  My grandmother emphatically told me that what I saw was a premonition, and that this vision was a foretelling and had nothing to do with causing my uncle’s death.  It was at this point that I finally understood.

The young man at the Halloween party…

It was a beautiful October evening, and my then-husband and I were guests at a friend’s outdoor Halloween Party.  There was a young couple there, dressed as a bride and bride-groom, but the characters were turned around.  The young woman was dressed as the groom, and the young man was wearing a wedding dress.  During the first part of the party, I felt compelled to take a picture of this couple sitting together in a swing.

A buffet was set up in the garage, and I went by myself to fix a plate of food.  The only other person in the garage was this young man.  He had his back to me, across the room, intent on the table before him.  I was just going to pick up an empty plate, when I froze, and I heard the voice… “Look, look at this person, look again.”  I had to look.  I looked at the dark curls of the woman’s wig he was wearing flowing to his shoulder blades.  I looked at the open back of the dress, a diamond shaped cut-out revealing the  center of his back.  I couldn’t move, and I couldn’t take my eyes off this spot for several seconds.

I knew.

Later that evening, this couple had an argument and she left the party.  He was extremely angry and upset,  and he was ready to go find her.  For several minutes, family members were either trying to physically prevent him from leaving, or they were trying to talk him out of it.  Eventually, he got away from them and left in his vehicle.  One of the ladies at the party, his Aunt I believe, grabbed my wrists and looked desperately and deeply in my eyes.  “He’s going to get hurt tonight!”

I wanted to tell her, “No, he’s going to die tonight.”, but I was physically unable to do this.  I felt that strange kind of “frozen” at this moment, and was unable to speak those words to her.

The next morning we learned that in the pursuit of finding his girlfriend, this young man’s car had been hit by a train.  He did, indeed, die that night.

The man in the little green truck...

For a while, my schedule coincided with his, and magickally at 3:45 pm we would meet at the top of the overpass on northern Broad Street.  I always noticed the truck, one of those very small pickups, a pretty turquoise green-blue, and the driver was a young man.  It became a routine expected sight, and one I didn’t think much of, except to know that when I saw this truck I was precisely on time, as was he.

The man in the small green pickup on the overpass still haunts me. I drive this route everyday, this location where one day when we meet, everything seems to start moving in slow motion, and the voice says,  “Look, look at this person, look again.” , and I do, with that strange fixated frozen intensity.  I can’t stop looking. I really look at the driver for the first time, seeing details, as we’re both moving in opposite directions, but in that strange slow motion.

I see a young man in his late 20s or early 30s. I see the red baseball cap and the soft brown hair around the edges of it. I see the thick-lensed black-framed glasses and the white t-shirt. I see his hands on the steering wheel and a look of concentration on his face. I stare at him until we’ve passed, and then I watch his vehicle in my rear-view mirror until he disappears over the hill.

I knew.

Up until this event in my adult life, I had never spoken about this odd sense of premonition to anyone before, but I did after this experience. I told my daughters. I told them that I wish I knew who this young man was. I told them that if I knew where to find him, I might try to find enough courage to approach him, knowing I would sound like a crazy woman. I would tell him to take a different route, at least for a while. I told them that something awful was going to happen to this young man.

And it did.

One day, on my day off, we were outside in our front yard when the neighbor came home. He got out of his pickup and approached us, looking absolutely stunned. He said he’d just come home on the overpass, and that there had been a terrible accident. He said that a white van had plowed into several vehicles at a great speed. He said there were bodies and mangled vehicles everywhere, and it was the worst thing he’d ever seen.

The over-pass is only a few blocks from our home.

We got in our vehicle and went to the edge of the highway east of our house, where we could see the overpass clearly, we were so close. And to my shock, there was the young man’s small pickup, the driver’s door flung open, sitting cross-ways in the highway. When he was hit, he had been thrown from his pickup, at the top of the overpass, and had landed on the railroad tracks below. He was one of many casualties from this accident.

I think about this young man every time I drive over this hill.

So, being able to recognize impending death, is it a gift or a curse?  What good is seeing the future if you cannot altar it?  Why is this knowledge revealed at all?  Could the young man have been saved from his fate on Halloween night if he would’ve left that party a few minutes before or a few minutes after he did?  Would the man in the pickup have listened to me if I would’ve been able to give him a warning?

 

 

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