Stand Your Ground
And Be Quick on Your Feet
Note: There is channeled information in this piece. I’ve placed what is said by spirit in bold italics.
As a psychic, I know that the dream state is a terrific place to
1. Have dreams. 2. Communicate with loved ones and others who have passed on. 3. Talk to your spirit guides
Basically, those three things are what we do in dreams. Last night, I had a doozy of a dream. It was scary. I screamed for my husband to awaken. But I did have a word with the guy in the dream once I woke up.
Here is the dream: My husband and I were asleep in a house. It was cool because you could look out of the window while you were lying in bed and see the tops of the heads of people walking by. They were not able to see us. A bus pulls in to discharge its passengers in front of our house. This guy on the bus is wearing tinted glasses. Because he’s on the bus he was taller than the people on the side walk. He looked me in the eye, and I thought, “Uh, oh.” I mean, in real life, you know the feeling. You just exchanged looks with a predator who in seconds went into full hunt mode. Yikes.
So, the dream shifts from us being in the house to being in the forested area beside the house, sleeping in the ivy. Only, I’m not asleep and can hear this guy behind us in the foliage, tramping around with the vegetation rustling. I hear a hose go on, and now I can hear water running. This is not good, and I start calling for my husband to wake up and scare the guy off.
Okay, yeah, I know. Defenseless woman and all that shit. But this was a dream, and I was terrified. I called over and over for Dennis to wake up. I never saw the guy on the bus again, but I knew we were in trouble.
I awakened to the sound of me screaming myself hoarse. I was gasping for breath, and my throat was raw. I started coughing. Physically, I was in a bad way because of this scary dream.
By the way, my husband still hadn’t awakened.
So, after a couple of minutes, I calm down. Now, because I’m psychic, I know somebody from Spirit was playing the guy in the glasses on the bus. He looked like John Lennon with short hair, by the way. So, now that I have my wits about me, I say to the guy, “You did not mean to do me any harm, did you?” He answered in the negative.
He did not say this because I went into pinkie mode, where my fingers do the yes and no responses. By the way, talking fingers is my own invention, as far as I know. I developed this method in the early days of my channeling when I wasn’t sure what I was hearing, and just to confirm what was being said by Spirit, I would ask a yes or no question. They did not need to respond in a verbal fashion which in those days for me took a lot of energy. Instead, if the answer were a no, then my pinkie finger would tap. If the answer were yes, then my index finger would tap.
I mean, I originally made contact with my guide using a Ouija board. Once, I lost the pointer gizmo thing and, to improvise, found a stone. Even a button or a bean would work. It wasn’t the perfect solution, but then I started thinking. How the fuck is anybody moving the planchette or the stone around except my arm. It must be that spirit is moving through me.
Hence, I changed the rules, and in the ten days between my making contact with my spirit guide on the Ouija board and when I began to actually hear him telepathically, things were sort of odd and disjointed. I mean, nothing like that ever starts perfectly. It needs to evolve.
It made sense to me, and talking fingers was born. Thirty-some years later, I still use it. Handy to use in the grocery store when standing in front of the vegetables, trying to determine the right one to buy. I mean, I can’t see inside of the melon. I’ve never really been able to determine which ones are going to be sweet and which ones are not ripe yet.
I also invented Air Ouija, which is interesting. Invisible Ouija board and a person waving their finger around in the air finding the letters on an invisible board to talk to somebody in spirit. It sort of calls attention to yourself if you’re doing it in public, which is why I tend to do it by myself. But the really interesting thing is these are now not your movements. It’s spirit got hold of your hand. It wavers and dances and does swirly flourishes in the air. Your hand. Your finger. But somebody else is moving it. Right?
Right. A lot of people don’t like the idea of somebody else driving the car, so to speak, but yes, it can be fun.
When you are psychic, you are not relegated to speaking to spirit about entirely spiritual matters. It’s your life. You can have fun.
Anyway, back to me and my dream. The person in spirit who had scared the bejesus out of me in the dream is now indicating he didn’t mean me any harm. I asked if it was Seth, my guide. Again, with the pinkie moving, I get a no. Here is where I would shout in anger: “Well, what the fuck?”
I did not. I’m calm, though my throat is still sore. I know this was not a usual dream, though I was not entirely lucid. There was the very odd thing of making eye contact with the guy in the dream. I wanted to know what was going on.
For the next two hours, I lay in bed thinking and talking to this guy without being able to get back to sleep.
Hey, do you want to help me here? I mean, I’m relating this all third-hand. It was a lot of stuff, and I could use the help.
Surely, I am glad to be of assistance.
Thanks. Should I call you something?
The guy in the glasses works for me.
That’s awfully long.
Are you dissatisfied?
Well, it’s always nice to call folk in spirit something.
How about Bob? That is always what your guide Seth has said for a person to call their spirit guide until a name comes to them.
Okay, GinG, it is.
That seems to me to be slightly irreverent.
Well, you were the guy to say you wanted to be: the guy in glasses. I just shortened it to GinG.
Again, I repeat, slightly irreverent.
Sorry. Not. I’m going to lose the whole thread here if you don’t get busy.
So? It will be one of your longer pieces.
Okay.
So, what was your question?
Well, my friend and I were here yesterday afternoon. She comes from a line of seers and has always been a sensitive. Except now she is under tremendous pressure. Family members are acting up all over the place. Her husband is ticked off about what is happening and doesn’t want any of them in the house. She’s working two jobs and going to school, hoping in two years’ time that, she will have a different career where things will never be as stressful as they are at work right now.
And I think the timing of this dream must have something to do with her.
She was concerned about this bad feeling she was getting in her stomach, indicating negative influences at work. At least, that’s how she is interpreting them.
There needs to be a way to ward off this shit and keep her and her loved ones protected from it.
She was asking me, “What do you do?”
So, I think my answer to her was good and bears repeating here in this piece, but I also came up with another way to help with it.
So, in the world, there are negative and positive influences. It’s like up and down, hot and cold or on and off. There are opposites, and that’s life. So, too, are there negative-minded people. They just bring chaos into your life. They are self-serving gits with nothing else on their minds than how to score, and how to beat the system, and they do not give a damn about walking on other people’s backs. We all know people like that. Actually, it sounds like a bunch of politicians.
I mean, for instance, it could be your son, who is 42 years old and has been mooching off of your motherly largess for years, is one of them. All you want to do is kick him out with the orders to clean up his life because you are not going to let him mooch off of you anymore. Do you think that will teach him a lesson? Of course not. The next thing he will do is go into whining mode and tell bad stories about you to everyone he knows, including various family members who will collectively begin to talk about you behind your back. You get the picture, I’m sure. This is some negative stuff.
So, negative stuff happens. You are not standing there inviting it into your life. That’s the last thing you want to have happen, but it just makes itself at home in your heart. Not only is it your son, but there are others who sense the same thing — an easy mark. Easy street. That’s you. You have the neighbors monopolizing your time and resources while they complain about anything and everything. This reminds me of somebody I know. Granted, she is getting on in years, but who the fuck can’t understand, “That’s what the government does. You need an advocate, and it isn’t going to be me.” I know I am harsh, but this is life.
This is where I want to shout, “What part of no don’t you understand?” Nobody ever gets it.
Now, some of these negative-minded morons also think the universe owes them something; a living, a love life, no worry, a nice car. You know people like this. Don’t tell me you don’t.
So, you somehow find yourself embroiled in their lives, too. They won’t go away. They won’t leave you alone. It is horrible, and you feel like you are drowning. I know exactly how you feel because that was me. It’s all a big stinking drama and you don’t want to be a part of it anymore.
What the solution is for you to practice saying no to your reflection in the bathroom mirror: No, no, no, nope. No way. Go away. No. Get out of my face. I said no!
Then, begin saying no to them. It is not one big collective unit of folks who set out to threaten you, to make you miserable, to hound you. You’ve got to keep saying no because they will not understand. You have to become resolved and set your boundaries.
This isn’t just for psychically sensitive people. This is advice for everyone.
However, this is your opportunity to do a little introspective work on yourself. Find out why you keep inviting people like this into your life. I can hear you now saying, “Who in their right mind wants this?” Well, you do. Maybe you feel like you were abandoned as a kid and this is your way of making sure you will always have somebody, no matter how strange they are, in your life.
I am not a trained psychotherapist, and this is where a trained psychotherapist would be able to help you. And that takes time. You can lead a horse to water but can’t make them drink. This is self-growth and emotional healing, and it’s not done in three and a half weeks. It goes on for the rest of your life, this undoing of what happened before — this recognizing of yourself. Things will get better. It just takes time.
You create your own reality. It is not anyone’s responsibility to make you happy. Nor is it anybody’s responsibility to make you sad. You, and you alone, determine your life and how you live it, how it is.
It’s like two people who stand there looking into the afternoon sky. There is a beautiful vista to look at. There are trees and birds and animals off in the distance. One person looking at this says, “Oh, another godforsaken day. I get so tired of this heat. It is so lonely. I can’t stand it.” The other person looks at the vista and says, “Sure is a pretty day. I think I’ll go for a walk.” Same day. Two different people each have an opinion about what they are looking at, even though what they are looking at is the same thing.
So negative is perceived as negative and scary or smelly or threatening. Positive is perceived as good, happy, and sweet-smelling. They are pretty much the same thing.
So, first, you say no. Then, you do a little self-healing. Then, you stand your ground.
The idea is that you become like a duck. Water rolls right off a duck’s feathers. It just does. The duck does not mind water. So, when trouble hits you, you learn to let it go. You learn to say, “This is your business, and I will have no part in it. You turn your own way and make your own life. The rules you live by are your own rules. It is your life. You live it the way you see fit. And no negative influences are allowed to disrupt your serenity.
After a while of doing this, you will slowly come to the awareness that the bad shit has gone away, like magic.
I never said this wasn’t complicated.
Okay, so say now you know how to say no. Now, all the dead-beats in your life are standing off in the distance, locating their next mark and are currently leaving you alone. Congratulations. You have learned that positive and negative are things we perceive in earth school. Heaven doesn’t have stuff like that. At least, that’s what they tell me.
The next step would be for an awakening psychic seer to be able to determine when negative stuff is coming their way. I’m wondering if you can’t develop a plan like I did with using the fingers. Guy in Glasses, do you have something to contribute about this?
Like what?
Well, do you think it is a good idea? Maybe if something negative is coming your way, you get a tingling at the tips of your fingers. Or, if good stuff is coming your way, something else happens.
It bears thinking about. Ideally, the person is able to live their life without having to concern themselves with these matters, but if a person is in defensive mode and believes themselves to be prey, to be vulnerable then, yes, it would be beneficial to not only have forewarning of negative stuff but to be able to defend against it. I would not recommend this as the be-all and end-all solution. The sensitive needs to move on, past all of that so that, yes, as a duck is able to shed water easily, the person is able to walk through strife and not be touched by it.
Well, how do we do this?
You look beyond. Always, whatever you are aiming for in life is the goal. So, you flunk a test. So what? Consider it part of the steps you need to take in order to finally reach your goal. So, what if you were fired? Maybe that is your higher self’s way of stepping in and handling a situation you have long put off — time to move forward.
Movement is not always easy. Life is never supposed to be easy. Life and living is hard. People get hurt. You get sick. You have people who break your heart. It happens. How you react to all of that messy business of life is your gift. You have to put a smile on your face. Nobody is going to do it for you.
This is hard to hear.
And I can understand why you didn’t want to do this part. I don’t mind. I am merely a messenger. I mean you no harm. Now, get to it.
So, 2,500 words later, all I’ve done is talk about my dream and the good and bad stuff in a person’s life.
Well, you have also hinted at the underlying reason a person might invite those circumstances into their life. The idea is to rise above it all. To know in your heart that you can determine your life and be in control of it. That you can say no and establish boundaries. And, although we haven’t mentioned it, it is how a person must battle with themselves and convince themselves through introspective work that they deserve a good life and no longer need negative influences in their life to support them.
Yeah, that’s all hard. I’m still trying. I have to admit I backslide all the time. I guess you’ve got to realize that you backslid and how to pry yourself up out of the muck and continue on.
Might I make a small suggestion?
Yes, and thank you.
You are quite welcome. Develop a new habit where every morning you have a ritual of some sort where you say a prayer or greet the day with the words, “It’s a great day” or something of the sort. You take a deep breath with the intention of this burst of oxygen flowing through your veins to encourage you and refresh your body. It is deliberate. Our blessings.
Thanks for reading.
P.S. Now, after the article was written, I remembered something. It’s about being brave. I tell prospective students the number one rule is to be brave. You cannot be frightened by the stuff that comes to you via psychic means. Being afraid just attracts more scary stuff. You can sit there and say, “Yes, I will be brave.” but I know from first-hand experience that you can say you are brave all day long, but when the psychic stuff really starts happening, you now know the actual worth of the statement. Picture yourself wearing a superhero cape and facing the bad guys. That’s the new you. Except they aren’t bad guys. It’s just life, and now, you are braver than you ever were before. It’s just new stuff, and you get used to it.
