Goodbye 2012 ... Hello 2013

As we sail through our last day of 2012, I count my blessings. My eyes were opened. 

I remember this time last year I heard a message from Spirit asking me to listen and more importantly TRUST. I see, hear, feel and know with more clarity. 

Pray for those who create a life of false bravado -- in their depths they know the truth yet they shield themselves from reality. Surround them with love, light & clarity. Surround them in truth. May they have the courage to see their reflection and the wisdom to right their wrongs.

Be gentle on yourself and with others. Be grateful for those who speak honestly. Make it a year of learning and gaining wisdom. Share joy with others. Count YOUR blessings with gratitude.

I see 2013 as a year of awakening. Spirit guides us and many truths are on the horizon. They've always been there but those who once doubted will not be able to push these truths aside as they once did. Epiphany & Love -- embrace this New Year and give it a hug.

Love, peace, & light to each of you. Happy 2013!

As I Am, GracedByU -- Kat

A Perfect Match (The Story of Jean)

I met Jean at a small shop that she and her fiancé owned.  Occasionally our paths would cross when either I or my children had appointments located in the same building.  She was always quick to say hello, and share her bright smile.  Her energy was always so positive.  She had a vibrant personality and was just plain fun to be around. 

Little by little we became better acquainted.   In the beginning, many of our conversations were surface.  But, one day when I was there by myself we talked about having lunch some time.  It just so happened on that particular day she was free and so was I.  We went to a nearby café and sat down to grab a bite to eat.

We’d been chatting briefly and I casually introduced her to my psychic gifts.  So she was asking how it worked and if I picked up anything on her.  I told her about the feelings I was picking up on her and her present situation.  The next thing I knew – she was crying.  She said, “OMG, I haven’t told anyone about any of those feelings and here you are telling me everything that I have held in for so long.”  She told me how much of a burden her pent-up secrets were and my ability to say it for her was not only a blessing but a relief.  I saw that her relationship with her future husband left her feeling trapped and she was questioning her choices and decisions.  We talked longer than we should have but I knew immediately that we were set to be great friends.

She and I began talking much more frequently.  A short time after our conversation,she broke off her engagement.  After some time had pass I told her I was seeing a man in her life that she actually knew through her business.  I remember her saying to me, “There is no way.  I know everyone that comes in there and that’s not going to happen.”  I said, “Well, it’s true.  It’s someone you have already met through your business but it’s going to catch you off guard.”

She wasn’t buying it at all.  In fact she was pretty adamant about the fact that she didn’t see it but she did relent to the fact that I had been right about a lot of other predictions so her last comment was, “I guess, we’ll see what happens.”

Hmmm, imagine my surprise (NOT), when she told me not even two months later about this great guy she was dating that she met through the business, already knew, AND totally caught her off guard!  She went to dinner and the movies with him for the first time, as friends, and she fell madly in love with him over their first dinner, as friends, leaving her bewildered.  She said, “Kat, I had no idea that I would meet someone who treats me as well as this man.” 

So … I wasn’t one bit surprised when a year later, on the anniversary of their very first date, she announced they were engaged.

Almost a year ago, my daughters and I had the pleasure of attending their wedding.  It was beautiful!

They are so perfect for each other.  They have many of the same goals.  They bring out the best in each other and I find them laughing and smiling often.  It’s a perfect match.

A Sign from Heaven

It’s been suggested that I keep on posting and of course, I will.  I became a “practicing” psychic about 10 years ago when I joined a group through Yahoo that was then called, “Psychic Development.”  I had no clue what was happening with that site, but I was very drawn to it. 

I honestly thought happened with me was something that EVERYONE experienced.  And, while I still believe that everyone has abilities – I believe the more we work with them, the stronger they become.

My draw to Psychic abilities became much more evident to me after I read a couple of books that I discovered at our local book store.  These books were, “Psychic Diaries” by Lysa Mateu and “Stephen Lives” by Anne Puryear.  These books are amazing and I would highly recommend them to anyone.  They opened my eyes to the unknown – a place where things I believed were my imagination were actual visions.

We found ourselves doing practice readings where names were drawn and we were asked to share any thoughts we felt we were picking up on our psychic partner for the week.  It was fun.  It opened doors and we were able to discern our level of accuracy.  I loved every minute of it!

Before long, complete strangers were sending me instant messages via Yahoo asking for me to share my thoughts or feelings about whatever unanswered questions they had at the time.  Along the way I made many new friends and found they were coming to me repeatedly for answers.

One such acquaintance, Sandy – had recently lost her Father.  She was lost and devastated.  What tore her up even more was the fact that her Son, Chase, was really missing his Grandpa and he was too young to understand why he wasn’t there anymore. 

I saw him loving BBQ’s, cooking, and more.  One of my first visuals of this man consisted of him showing me a key ring with a LOT of keys on it.  (Sandy confirmed this for me.)  Then I saw him repeatedly reaching into his back right hand pocket.  I said, “I’m seeing him pull out a hankie.”  Once I mentioned this she later responded with, “OMG, I found the pants he was wearing on the day he passed away and he had a hankie in that very pocket!” 

She said, “I just wish he could be here for Chase’s birthday.”  I responded with, “He’s going to give you a sign.  I’m seeing a penny.  Once you see it, you will have no doubt that it has come from him.”

So … with Chase’s birthday fast approaching she found herself quietly anticipating whether or not my vision would come to light.  A few days after Chase’s birthday, I received a message.  She said, “Kat, you are not going to believe what happened.  I went to the Factory Card Outlet to buy party favors and among those was a bag of balloons.  On his birthday, I was setting everything up and I opened the brand new package of balloons.  There sitting at the bottom of this bag … was a penny.  The bag had been sealed so there is no way anyone could have placed that penny in there.  It was my sign and I was so relieved that my Papa was there with us to celebrate Chase’s birthday.  Thank you so much.”

Thank you, Spirit.  I love this gift and I am grateful to share it with others.  I truly am … blessed!

May 2012: George "John"

I had just had new blinds installed in my room earlier in the day.  My day was filled with shopping, dinner and finishing some updates in my home.  Apparently, I went to bed with the windows being strong in my mind.

That night, I went to bed and was pretty exhausted.  Oftentimes I do not remember my dreams, however, this particular night, I did.

(DREAM STATE)

I heard a knock on the window that faces my back yard.  I looked out and a man was standing there.  I didn't recognize him.  He was an older man with dark hair and distinguishing features.  He looks at me and says, "I'd like a cheeseburger please."  I replied, "I don't serve cheeseburgers here."  Even in my dream I knew I was sleeping because I went right back to bed.  A short while later, I heard another knock from the same window.  It's the same man and he says, "I'd like a cheeseburger with ketchup, mustard & pickles."  Again, I responded, "I'm sorry but I don't serve cheeseburgers here."  And ... again, I returned to my bed.

Then I realized I felt scared or afraid.  So I hollered out, "Dad."  But I couldn't hear my own voice.  Again, I hollered out, "Dad."  Again, I could not hear my own voice.  So I decided the next time I needed to holler REALLY loud and I said, "DAD."  The next thing I know I hear my Mother (passed away 1/31/10) saying, "Arne, Kathy is hollering for you."  Then I hear my Dad (passed away 9/23/09) say, "Oh, is she?"

The next thing I know my friend, Carrie (a high school classmate that I haven't seen in at least 5 years) appears in my room.  She said, "Kathy, everything is fine.  Everything will be OK."  Immediately thereafter, I heard the sound of a diesel truck from the other window in my room.  She and I both looked out together and we saw a white diesel truck backing out of the neighbors driveway.

Then, I woke up.

I tried to decipher what the dream meant and I'll admit I was baffled.

The following weekend (Memorial Weekend), I kept hearing the name George in my head.  Over and over and over again.  I'm thinking to myself, "Who is George?"

It was either Sunday or Monday of that weekend and as usual I got up, fixed my coffee and checked the local online obituaries.  (May sound a bit morbid, but I grew up with my folks doing it, so that was something I had become accustomed to.)

Imagine my surprise when all of a sudden I see a picture in the obits of the man from my dream.  George "John" (I'll refrain from using his last name for privacy reasons.)  It was exactly the man who came to me in my dreams.  His obit states, "The family would like to extend a special thank you to ....., and all the neighborhood friends for their support and friendship for John during his illness."

George "John" 
(July 21, 1939 - May 23, 2012) 

Here we are 4 months after his passing and he is still on my mind. I finally figured out that the white diesel truck was him showing me he was on his way to his next destination in the afterlife.

White vehicles in dreams symbolize, transportation. Wanting to move ahead.

He was showing me that he was preparing to move ahead.  Apparently, he was craving a cheeseburger.  Unfortunately, I did not feed him.  I was frightened.  I need to learn not to be afraid.

Thank you George.  I appreciate your visit.  May you rest in peace.

The Power of St. Anthony

09/23/12

My Daughter, Katelyn, misplaced her wallet on Friday. She had been using my car and thought she left it in there but after looking numerous times she was frustrated. I suggested she pray to St. Anthony. She said, she did.

Saturday rolls around and she is still searching for her misplaced wallet. She looked repeatedly to no avail. We tried to retrace her steps.

This morning she comes home from staying the night at a friends and said, "Mom, I need to you pray to St. Anthony with me. I cannot find my wallet. So we held hands and I prayed in silence. I asked that we find her wallet ASAP and preferably within 30 minutes. Then added, I was sorry for giving it such a short time frame.

She walks back outside and looks in her own car. I followed her and went directly to mine. I opened the front passenger door, reached over to check the pocket of the drivers side door and .... there it was! Less than 5 minutes after praying to St. Anthony -- her wallet was found safe & sound.

Thank you, St. Anthony for hearing AND answering our prayers. AMEN.

You are Never Alone 09/22/12

When you are feeling lost or alone, put your brave face on.  Reach out.  Much like the painting of one hand reaching to touch another – chances are someone out there needs you as much as you need them.  Open your heart, mind and Spirit to love and kindness.  You are not alone.  Envision yourself surrounded in a beautiful and loving white light.  See hope, have faith and believe.  Joy is there waiting to take your hand and embrace you.

UPDATE:

6 hours later:

So how is it that the exact picture that I had in my head earlier today was on my FB page tonight as an ad?  It was the visual I received when I posted my response to a message earlier.  Guess that's confirmation enough for me.

Thank you, Spirit!

May 2005 (Random Post)

May 2005

I'm standing outside late at night.  My kids were in bed. I see a star flashing at me. Every once in a while it looks red – it reminded me of a beacon in a way. I felt a strong pull to it. It stayed stationery but flashed color. 

The next thing I know I see other stars coming to it from the top like it's pulling them to the top of it. All of a sudden I see a line of stars. Then I see them one-by-one dropping off the bottom. So it brought them in from the top and they slowly dropped off from the bottom.

(I’ve never before or after seen anything like this in my life.) I felt a message – “take what you need then let go of that which you do not.”

An unforgettable moment that even I cannot explain but I know it was real as I saw it . . . with my own eyes.