Greetings!
Continue from A Mysterious Encounter
A Strange Dream
The Mystery of a Sister Continues
Why I had to sign before he reincarnated
After I published Why I had to sign before he reincarnated , I happened to read an old post Who Smiles? Who Sees? I realized I had two readings in 2006, one in March and one a few months later by the Stone Reader. I remembered the March reading, but somehow I tended to forget what I heard in the later reading.
I meant no disrespect to the Stone Reader. He was a good channel with the pure intention of service. His way of doing readings was different from other psychics. In the reading room was a table full of stones and crystals. He asked me to feel the energies of the stones and pick 3 to 4 pieces. He began relating the messages he received by holding the stones in the order that I picked. Early in the reading, he talked about one of my past lives. He said I manifested myself on earth around 400 B.C.*** (i.e. not by birth), taught a small numbers of students and left (not by death).
In retrospect, that was when the human I listened with disbelief, "If I was that being, why did I have to struggle so much mentally and emotionally in this lifetime?" I thought what he said of me in a past life was irrelevant. To me, I was a simple Chinese woman in this lifetime, and that was the fact!
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***When I decided to share the experience Who Smiles? Who Sees? a few years ago, I listened to the reading again. Afterward, I put the tape away. Now, I forgot where I put the tape. During the reading, the reader was very specific about years and dates. For instance, I asked him about something. He saw a date flashing on my forehead. I thought it could not be because the date was within the week. Amazingly, it happened on the date as he had seen on my forehead. As regards to that lifetime, I could not find the tape, and only recalled it was around 400 B.C.
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As I reread Who Smiles? Who Sees?, the words of the psychic in the March 2006 reading came to my mind. She said, "In this lifetime, you have come to live an ordinary life. You come to collect data living as an ordinary person, but cream is lighter than water. You will eventually rise to the top because of who you are." I asked her to explain. She related her visions of me, but what she said was not what I wanted to hear. I wanted to know where to look for a job and have an income. For a while, she paused as if taking in the images she saw. She said, "Q of D, you come to live an ordinary life. You want to be like everybody else, but you are not everybody else. You are different. You have to accept who you are ... "
I also remembered what happened on the first day of the 7-Day spiritual retreat. The spiritual master said to Samuel, "She is an instrument." He turned to me and said, "When you accept who you are, you will be much more and can help many people." His words caused a strong emotional reaction within me. I thought I had accepted who I was by stepping outside of my comfort zone to mix with people. (Re Day 1 of the one week spiritual retreat )
As all of these came to my mind, I reflected on what had happened.
When I wrote A Mysterious Encounter , I did not know I would write the posts that followed. I had the reading in March 2006. I went to the spiritual retreat in August 2016. I only connected the psychic's words to the spiritual master's words in recent days. I realized over ten years had gone by. The spiritual master was right. I had as yet accepted who I am. I still lived in the limited view of self. I only felt comfortable channeling healing energies among people without being noticed. I thought there was nothing wrong with this attitude since I neither seek attention nor recognition. However, there were times I stopped the flow of healing energies because I did not want to be seen or ridiculed as weird. Sometimes I did not speak up when words came to me. I realized it was fear that blocked me from accepting who I am. If I had accepted who I am, I would not have fear. I would be at peace with what I did or did not do.
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While I wanted to finish the story of a sister, I did not know I was led to go through a process of self-examination.
My friends, have you accepted who you are? Do you have fear of standing in your own truth? Are you at peace and at ease with your life? We are all much more than the human beings we appear to be. What is your gift for the world?
I will definitely finish the story of a sister in my next post.
Have a blissful 2017!
Love,
Q of D
Saturday, December 31, 2016
Wednesday, December 28, 2016
Who Smiles? Who Sees?
Greetings!
In the challenging restaurant years, I learned how stress and worries could age people.
I had toothache all the time. I went to a dental office a couple of times, but dental care was more expensive than I could afford. When I came out of the restaurant years, I had lost some teeth. One of my front teeth was broken and the remaining portion was black / badly discolored.
Standing in front of a mirror one morning, I was shocked to see my eyelashes were almost gone or sparsely visible. The hair on my eyebrows was thin and sparse. I thought about my sons. Oh, I loved them! I wanted to be there for them. I knew I must change in order to regain my health.
With the love of the Divine, my angels and guides, I survived. Despite of all the challenges, I came out of the experience feeling grateful and jubilant.
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In May 2005, I stepped outside of my family to mix with people as my spirit guide said in a reading. When I was with the circle, I allowed myself to break into laughter on a few occasions. Laughing was contagious. My friends had a good laugh too. When I attended public gatherings such as church services, part of me was conscious of my front tooth. I smiled, but I would call it a contained smile.
In 2011, I had a few strange experiences about my smile within a short period.
One day, I was with a small group. We meditated. Right when the meditation was over, the minister said, "Q of D, I happen to open my eyes during the meditation. You are like a smiling Buddha! There is light all around you! It is so beautiful!" I could only smile for I did not know what to say.
One Sunday after service, a woman walked all the way across the chapel to where I stood. She said, "You have the most wonderful smile! Thank you for sharing with us your smile." I was surprised. I was sure I was not smiling (physically) during the closing circle.
A couple of weeks later, I attended service in another church. (Other than the small church that I called my spiritual home, I went to this church every few weeks.) When the service was over, a woman pointed at me. She said to the others that I had always walked in with a smile full of joy and peace.
One day, the speaker at church was one who had a few near-death experiences. After his near-death experiences, he was very intuitive and open to the Divine. From his talk, I could feel his genuine love for all things. Soon after the service was over, I was surprised to find him standing next to me! We hugged. I bought a book written by him. On it, he wrote -
(My name)
What a beautiful and giving smile you bring to this world!
I found these incidents about my smile puzzling. What did people see? I was sure sometimes I walked into the church just liked everybody else. I did not think I was smiling. One night, I held this question in my mind before I went to sleep. When I woke up, I suddenly remembered in 2006 a stone reader*** had said something about my smile. I could not recall what he said. Two days later, I decided to find the tape of the reading. I listened to the tape again. I realized I forgot what was said of my smile because I was not ready to take in those words at the time of the reading.
In the above incidents, the human I might be peaceful, but I knew sometimes I had not smiled. However, it was obvious the few people that talked to me had seen a wonderful smile on my face.
Who smiles? Who sees?
I now realize the human I may not be smiling, but my true / higher self is. The same applies to the few who see me smiling. It is his or her intuitive higher self that sees.
With my personality, I originally do not want to share with you the story about my smile especially the words of the archangels. However, as Oprah and Deepak said "we all come in with a purpose or a gift for the world." My gift may be my smile, and your gift may be your talent in art / music. We are all expressions of the Source / Creator, and each one of us is unique in our own ways. I choose to share with you my experiences to show that we are far more than the human beings that we appear to be. (Please click to view Oprah and Deepak's words of wisdom on Our Life Purpose )
Are you ready to unleash the magnificent YOU?* Set your intention now. Let all of us BE who we truly are. (*Re my post Mark Romero and his healing music about the magnificent you.)
Love,
Q of D
***In 2006, a channel / psychic from another state came to the Center. He was originally an engineer. After a near-death experience, he came back to life liked a different person. Suddenly, he could hear and talk to angels. Later, he left his old life behind, and began fulfilling his life purpose. When he came to the Center, he was known as "The Stone Reader".
About 25 people attended his talk at the Center. He placed lots of crystals (or stones) on a table. After sharing with us his story, he told us to pick two or three pieces of crystals from the table. He then walked to a person and related the guidance from the angels. I was the third person he talked to. Most people left after he gave them the guidance. The event was supposed to last for an hour and a half or two hours. He had no obligation to read all the people there. In settings like this, most psychics only read a portion of the group. However, when the time was up, he continued to give people the information that came to him. There was never a moment he tried to rush. His intention of service touched me. I chose to stay because I wanted to thank and honor him for his spirit of service.
When he read the last person, three and a half hour had gone by. I talked to the owner of the center that the stone reader was a wonderful being. The owner who always treated me with love and respect said people had booked readings with the stone reader on the following day. She said she had added my name and would pay for the reading! I did not expect that. I said I could not accept. She insisted. Finally, I said I would only come for a reading if she allowed me to pay for it by myself. She said she would pay for the reading, and would go to my apartment If I did not come.
Oh, Sister, I cannot thank you enough for the love and support you have bestowed upon me.
In the challenging restaurant years, I learned how stress and worries could age people.
I had toothache all the time. I went to a dental office a couple of times, but dental care was more expensive than I could afford. When I came out of the restaurant years, I had lost some teeth. One of my front teeth was broken and the remaining portion was black / badly discolored.
Standing in front of a mirror one morning, I was shocked to see my eyelashes were almost gone or sparsely visible. The hair on my eyebrows was thin and sparse. I thought about my sons. Oh, I loved them! I wanted to be there for them. I knew I must change in order to regain my health.
With the love of the Divine, my angels and guides, I survived. Despite of all the challenges, I came out of the experience feeling grateful and jubilant.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
In May 2005, I stepped outside of my family to mix with people as my spirit guide said in a reading. When I was with the circle, I allowed myself to break into laughter on a few occasions. Laughing was contagious. My friends had a good laugh too. When I attended public gatherings such as church services, part of me was conscious of my front tooth. I smiled, but I would call it a contained smile.
In 2011, I had a few strange experiences about my smile within a short period.
One day, I was with a small group. We meditated. Right when the meditation was over, the minister said, "Q of D, I happen to open my eyes during the meditation. You are like a smiling Buddha! There is light all around you! It is so beautiful!" I could only smile for I did not know what to say.
One Sunday after service, a woman walked all the way across the chapel to where I stood. She said, "You have the most wonderful smile! Thank you for sharing with us your smile." I was surprised. I was sure I was not smiling (physically) during the closing circle.
A couple of weeks later, I attended service in another church. (Other than the small church that I called my spiritual home, I went to this church every few weeks.) When the service was over, a woman pointed at me. She said to the others that I had always walked in with a smile full of joy and peace.
One day, the speaker at church was one who had a few near-death experiences. After his near-death experiences, he was very intuitive and open to the Divine. From his talk, I could feel his genuine love for all things. Soon after the service was over, I was surprised to find him standing next to me! We hugged. I bought a book written by him. On it, he wrote -
(My name)
What a beautiful and giving smile you bring to this world!
I found these incidents about my smile puzzling. What did people see? I was sure sometimes I walked into the church just liked everybody else. I did not think I was smiling. One night, I held this question in my mind before I went to sleep. When I woke up, I suddenly remembered in 2006 a stone reader*** had said something about my smile. I could not recall what he said. Two days later, I decided to find the tape of the reading. I listened to the tape again. I realized I forgot what was said of my smile because I was not ready to take in those words at the time of the reading.
"The archangels want you to be aware that you have the ability within yourself, just by being yourself, to help people to heal very old emotional wounds by just listening, by just encouraging, by being who you are, by being the person that you are; just being in a room with people, your wonderful smile can help people to heal very dramatically."As I listened to the tape, I realized these incidents occurred to remind me of my life purpose. Looking back at what happened since the reading, I found it to be true that many times people healed as I listened or talked to them.
In the above incidents, the human I might be peaceful, but I knew sometimes I had not smiled. However, it was obvious the few people that talked to me had seen a wonderful smile on my face.
Who smiles? Who sees?
I now realize the human I may not be smiling, but my true / higher self is. The same applies to the few who see me smiling. It is his or her intuitive higher self that sees.
With my personality, I originally do not want to share with you the story about my smile especially the words of the archangels. However, as Oprah and Deepak said "we all come in with a purpose or a gift for the world." My gift may be my smile, and your gift may be your talent in art / music. We are all expressions of the Source / Creator, and each one of us is unique in our own ways. I choose to share with you my experiences to show that we are far more than the human beings that we appear to be. (Please click to view Oprah and Deepak's words of wisdom on Our Life Purpose )
Are you ready to unleash the magnificent YOU?* Set your intention now. Let all of us BE who we truly are. (*Re my post Mark Romero and his healing music about the magnificent you.)
Love,
Q of D
***In 2006, a channel / psychic from another state came to the Center. He was originally an engineer. After a near-death experience, he came back to life liked a different person. Suddenly, he could hear and talk to angels. Later, he left his old life behind, and began fulfilling his life purpose. When he came to the Center, he was known as "The Stone Reader".
About 25 people attended his talk at the Center. He placed lots of crystals (or stones) on a table. After sharing with us his story, he told us to pick two or three pieces of crystals from the table. He then walked to a person and related the guidance from the angels. I was the third person he talked to. Most people left after he gave them the guidance. The event was supposed to last for an hour and a half or two hours. He had no obligation to read all the people there. In settings like this, most psychics only read a portion of the group. However, when the time was up, he continued to give people the information that came to him. There was never a moment he tried to rush. His intention of service touched me. I chose to stay because I wanted to thank and honor him for his spirit of service.
When he read the last person, three and a half hour had gone by. I talked to the owner of the center that the stone reader was a wonderful being. The owner who always treated me with love and respect said people had booked readings with the stone reader on the following day. She said she had added my name and would pay for the reading! I did not expect that. I said I could not accept. She insisted. Finally, I said I would only come for a reading if she allowed me to pay for it by myself. She said she would pay for the reading, and would go to my apartment If I did not come.
Oh, Sister, I cannot thank you enough for the love and support you have bestowed upon me.
Wednesday, December 21, 2016
Why I had to sign my name before he was to reincarnate
Greetings!
Continue from A Mysterious Encounter
A Strange Dream
The Mystery of a Twin Sister Continues
Some days after the second reading, I called my sister. I asked if she remembered the mysterious encounter that happened many years ago. She said, "I kind of remember it. People mistake someone as somebody else all the time. What happened that day was just a coincidence." I told her the part of my reading about a sister. She said it was absurd I thought I had another sister. She said, "I am the oldest. If our mother gave birth to another child, I would have known about it. What kind of psychic did you go to? You should not have believed a word she said!"
I had not talked to anyone in my family about My Strange Dream of my younger twin sister and brother. My older sister did not know I had a conversation with our mother years ago about the twins. In order to find the truth, I said, "I had asked Mama if there was a history of twins in our family. She said she had a miscarriage, a boy and a girl. They would have been our younger brother and sister. Mama said that they were very beautiful. I never knew Mama was pregnant and had a miscarriage. Is it possible that our parents had given away a daughter?" Immediately, my sister said, "I knew about the miscarriage! I thought you knew too." I replied, "You knew about it! When did it happen? I really did not know anything about it!"
My sister thought for a while. She said, "Indeed you might not know about it. When the accident happened, I was already home after school. Father called a doctor to come to our house right away. Mama had a miscarriage very early in her term. She told you the twins were very beautiful! It was all in her mind! I was there. They were very small and had no apparent feature yet. The doctor only said they were a boy and a girl when Mama asked. Later, Father brought Mama to a hotel because the doctor said Mama needed a quiet place to rest and recover. All of these happened before you came home."
As I listened, I began to remember. My sister was in secondary school. She attended classes from morning to afternoon. She was home by mid afternoon. I was in elementary school. The elementary school I went to had AM and PM classes. I attended classes in the afternoon. I normally got home around 6:30 to 7 pm. One day when I came home from school, my father told me my mother was not well. The doctor said for her to stay in a hotel for a while so that she could have some rest. I did not understand why she had to stay in a hotel. Every morning, my father brought me to the hotel to see my mother. In those days, I was consumed with worries about my mother. Every night, I prayed. I was very relieved when my mother was home.
I asked my sister about the year our mother had the miscarriage. The twins were indeed sixteen years old when I had the dream! At the end of our talk on the phone, my sister said, "Sis, we don't have another sister. I do not know how you get this silly idea from the encounter long time ago." I believed my sister told me the truth. I also knew the psychic was not a charlatan but a wonderful, loving psychic. It might be the information that came through was not clear enough. After I talked to my sister, I decided to put the whole thing aside.
I loved my sister, but we were quite different in personality. She could not relate to my mother's pain and thought that the twins were beautiful. But, I could.
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As I was writing about the Strange Dream, I suddenly understood the implication of signing my name before my brother was to reincarnate.
This soul could possibly be in my life now!
I found the dream confusing because I thought my parents or my older siblings should be the one to sign before this soul reincarnated. However, I was wrong to look at the dream from the human standpoint.
We planned our lives before we were born on earth. We knew what we came to do as well as our roles in other people's lives. For example, in the story of a woman and her extremely nagging mother-in-law, it turned out the woman had begged her best friend to be the nagging mother-in-law in order to learn the lesson of patience before they reincarnated. We seemed to forget everything once we were born. However, there were always events, words and objects that would trigger some memories / reactions. For example, A met B; the pendant B wore could be the object that triggered a deep feeling within A. Oftentimes, the intricacy or complexity of life was beyond the logic of our human mind.
My parents and siblings were not asked to sign before he reincarnated because they would not be part of this soul's new life, i.e. his present lifetime. However, he and I would meet some time in this life. The feeling was tremendous as I realized we could have already met! In my past life dreams, I had been born in many different countries, e.g. European countries and Tibet. In other words, this soul could be of any nationality. Since I was into spirituality, he could be too. I knew the year he was reincarnated. In my current spiritual group, there were many young men around that age. It was very possible my younger brother was among them.
I do not intend to find out who is my brother. If we have met, we have met. If we have not, we shall. Having the dream and eventually the realization make me look at all with more love.
Is the story of a sister over yet? Please stay tune. (see link below)
Many blessings,
Q of D
Click to view The Conclusion of the Mystery of a Twin Sister
Continue from A Mysterious Encounter
A Strange Dream
The Mystery of a Twin Sister Continues
Some days after the second reading, I called my sister. I asked if she remembered the mysterious encounter that happened many years ago. She said, "I kind of remember it. People mistake someone as somebody else all the time. What happened that day was just a coincidence." I told her the part of my reading about a sister. She said it was absurd I thought I had another sister. She said, "I am the oldest. If our mother gave birth to another child, I would have known about it. What kind of psychic did you go to? You should not have believed a word she said!"
I had not talked to anyone in my family about My Strange Dream of my younger twin sister and brother. My older sister did not know I had a conversation with our mother years ago about the twins. In order to find the truth, I said, "I had asked Mama if there was a history of twins in our family. She said she had a miscarriage, a boy and a girl. They would have been our younger brother and sister. Mama said that they were very beautiful. I never knew Mama was pregnant and had a miscarriage. Is it possible that our parents had given away a daughter?" Immediately, my sister said, "I knew about the miscarriage! I thought you knew too." I replied, "You knew about it! When did it happen? I really did not know anything about it!"
My sister thought for a while. She said, "Indeed you might not know about it. When the accident happened, I was already home after school. Father called a doctor to come to our house right away. Mama had a miscarriage very early in her term. She told you the twins were very beautiful! It was all in her mind! I was there. They were very small and had no apparent feature yet. The doctor only said they were a boy and a girl when Mama asked. Later, Father brought Mama to a hotel because the doctor said Mama needed a quiet place to rest and recover. All of these happened before you came home."
As I listened, I began to remember. My sister was in secondary school. She attended classes from morning to afternoon. She was home by mid afternoon. I was in elementary school. The elementary school I went to had AM and PM classes. I attended classes in the afternoon. I normally got home around 6:30 to 7 pm. One day when I came home from school, my father told me my mother was not well. The doctor said for her to stay in a hotel for a while so that she could have some rest. I did not understand why she had to stay in a hotel. Every morning, my father brought me to the hotel to see my mother. In those days, I was consumed with worries about my mother. Every night, I prayed. I was very relieved when my mother was home.
I asked my sister about the year our mother had the miscarriage. The twins were indeed sixteen years old when I had the dream! At the end of our talk on the phone, my sister said, "Sis, we don't have another sister. I do not know how you get this silly idea from the encounter long time ago." I believed my sister told me the truth. I also knew the psychic was not a charlatan but a wonderful, loving psychic. It might be the information that came through was not clear enough. After I talked to my sister, I decided to put the whole thing aside.
I loved my sister, but we were quite different in personality. She could not relate to my mother's pain and thought that the twins were beautiful. But, I could.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
As I was writing about the Strange Dream, I suddenly understood the implication of signing my name before my brother was to reincarnate.
This soul could possibly be in my life now!
I found the dream confusing because I thought my parents or my older siblings should be the one to sign before this soul reincarnated. However, I was wrong to look at the dream from the human standpoint.
We planned our lives before we were born on earth. We knew what we came to do as well as our roles in other people's lives. For example, in the story of a woman and her extremely nagging mother-in-law, it turned out the woman had begged her best friend to be the nagging mother-in-law in order to learn the lesson of patience before they reincarnated. We seemed to forget everything once we were born. However, there were always events, words and objects that would trigger some memories / reactions. For example, A met B; the pendant B wore could be the object that triggered a deep feeling within A. Oftentimes, the intricacy or complexity of life was beyond the logic of our human mind.
My parents and siblings were not asked to sign before he reincarnated because they would not be part of this soul's new life, i.e. his present lifetime. However, he and I would meet some time in this life. The feeling was tremendous as I realized we could have already met! In my past life dreams, I had been born in many different countries, e.g. European countries and Tibet. In other words, this soul could be of any nationality. Since I was into spirituality, he could be too. I knew the year he was reincarnated. In my current spiritual group, there were many young men around that age. It was very possible my younger brother was among them.
I do not intend to find out who is my brother. If we have met, we have met. If we have not, we shall. Having the dream and eventually the realization make me look at all with more love.
Is the story of a sister over yet? Please stay tune. (see link below)
Many blessings,
Q of D
Click to view The Conclusion of the Mystery of a Twin Sister
Friday, December 16, 2016
The Mystery of a Twin Sister Continues
Greetings!
Continue from A Mysterious Encounter and A Strange Dream
In Dec. 2001, I had a phone reading by a well known angel channel who lived in another state. I got the name of the channel from an author. (Re my post Seeing the birds, I had no doubt that God had shown me the sign )
During the reading, I asked a few questions about myself including the message I heard in the last quarter of 1999. My spirit guide confirmed the message was from him. At the time, I could neither understand nor accept what my angels and guides said of me. As a mother and a wife, I naturally spent the rest of the time asking questions about my loved ones and the restaurant situation.
In 2004, we sold the restaurant business. I did not know how to continue with my spiritual search. (At the time, I knew nothing about the Internet. I did subscribe for Internet service near the end of 2010.) In May 2005, an ad on a metaphysical magazine caught my attention. A holistic center in a nearby city had a full page ad with lists of practitioners, classes, and events. I felt drawn to a circle that met on Thursdays. On the ad, it stated the circle was for psychics and healers; however, all spiritual seekers were welcome.
In the early hours of May 26, 2005 (Thur.), I tossed and turned in bed. I wanted to go to the Thursday circle, yet there was resistance within. Other than going to work, I seldom socialized outside of my family. Would people understand my English? I had read many metaphysical books since 2000. Still, I considered myself a novice on the spiritual path. As dawn came, I said to myself, "I am not a psychic or a healer. I do not belong to the circle. I am not going." With the decision, I finally fell asleep.
While I was deep in my sleep, the phone rang. Sleepily, I picked up the phone. A woman in a sleepy voice said, "I must have dialed the wrong number." Then she hung up. I was upset for her call had waked me up! Suddenly, I realized the call was my spirit guide's way of prompting me to join the circle. It was almost ten o'clock. I was pretty late when I joined my friends for the first time.
Five months later, the center hosted a body, mind and spirit festival in a big hall. It was the first time I went to such an event. Upon entering, everybody was given a small piece of paper to write down names and addresses for a drawing at the end of the festival. I put mine into the box for drawing too. The whole hall was filled with people. Many people from other cities had come for the event. I walked around for about an hour. Then my younger son, who had driven me there, came. We did not leave right away because my son wanted to look around. Before we left, he asked a psychic for a mini reading. The reading was short but interesting.
A few days later, I was surprised to learn that I had won the grand prize, a $100 gift certificate! I eventually used the prize for a reading in March of 2006. (Re $100 Grand Prize and the Second Reading )
Before my first reading, I wrote down some questions. For my second reading, I decided to let the psychic medium tell me what she saw. The psychic had been on her spiritual path for a long time. She was intuitive and clairvoyant since she was young. She graduated from a university with an engineering degree. After working for some years, she decided to follow her heart's calling. At the time of the reading, she had been a spiritual teacher and a professional reader for many years.
After the reading, I could not help but thought of The Mysterious Encounter . I wondered why the psychic saw those images. More accurately, why did my guides and angels show the psychic these images for I believed they were very much involved in the reading?
Continue from A Mysterious Encounter and A Strange Dream
In Dec. 2001, I had a phone reading by a well known angel channel who lived in another state. I got the name of the channel from an author. (Re my post Seeing the birds, I had no doubt that God had shown me the sign )
During the reading, I asked a few questions about myself including the message I heard in the last quarter of 1999. My spirit guide confirmed the message was from him. At the time, I could neither understand nor accept what my angels and guides said of me. As a mother and a wife, I naturally spent the rest of the time asking questions about my loved ones and the restaurant situation.
In 2004, we sold the restaurant business. I did not know how to continue with my spiritual search. (At the time, I knew nothing about the Internet. I did subscribe for Internet service near the end of 2010.) In May 2005, an ad on a metaphysical magazine caught my attention. A holistic center in a nearby city had a full page ad with lists of practitioners, classes, and events. I felt drawn to a circle that met on Thursdays. On the ad, it stated the circle was for psychics and healers; however, all spiritual seekers were welcome.
In the early hours of May 26, 2005 (Thur.), I tossed and turned in bed. I wanted to go to the Thursday circle, yet there was resistance within. Other than going to work, I seldom socialized outside of my family. Would people understand my English? I had read many metaphysical books since 2000. Still, I considered myself a novice on the spiritual path. As dawn came, I said to myself, "I am not a psychic or a healer. I do not belong to the circle. I am not going." With the decision, I finally fell asleep.
While I was deep in my sleep, the phone rang. Sleepily, I picked up the phone. A woman in a sleepy voice said, "I must have dialed the wrong number." Then she hung up. I was upset for her call had waked me up! Suddenly, I realized the call was my spirit guide's way of prompting me to join the circle. It was almost ten o'clock. I was pretty late when I joined my friends for the first time.
Five months later, the center hosted a body, mind and spirit festival in a big hall. It was the first time I went to such an event. Upon entering, everybody was given a small piece of paper to write down names and addresses for a drawing at the end of the festival. I put mine into the box for drawing too. The whole hall was filled with people. Many people from other cities had come for the event. I walked around for about an hour. Then my younger son, who had driven me there, came. We did not leave right away because my son wanted to look around. Before we left, he asked a psychic for a mini reading. The reading was short but interesting.
A few days later, I was surprised to learn that I had won the grand prize, a $100 gift certificate! I eventually used the prize for a reading in March of 2006. (Re $100 Grand Prize and the Second Reading )
Before my first reading, I wrote down some questions. For my second reading, I decided to let the psychic medium tell me what she saw. The psychic had been on her spiritual path for a long time. She was intuitive and clairvoyant since she was young. She graduated from a university with an engineering degree. After working for some years, she decided to follow her heart's calling. At the time of the reading, she had been a spiritual teacher and a professional reader for many years.
She began the reading with a lively description of my spirit guide. It was a very good reading. The images she saw about my loved ones were interesting and accurate. The messages that came through answered the questions I held in my heart. The guidance she related was helpful. There was much more to the reading, but I would go to the part about a sister now.
At one point, the psychic saw a young woman working very hard in the field. She described the images in detail. She said the woman seemed to go through some hardships later in her life (political or other situations). She asked if the woman was my sister. I told her I had only one sister. She never worked in the field. We grew up together in the city. She had worked as a bookkeeper and a teacher. The psychic was baffled. She saw vivid images of the field and the crops. She got the impression that the woman was like a sister to me. Since we did not know what to make of it, we moved on with the reading.
At one point, the psychic saw a young woman working very hard in the field. She described the images in detail. She said the woman seemed to go through some hardships later in her life (political or other situations). She asked if the woman was my sister. I told her I had only one sister. She never worked in the field. We grew up together in the city. She had worked as a bookkeeper and a teacher. The psychic was baffled. She saw vivid images of the field and the crops. She got the impression that the woman was like a sister to me. Since we did not know what to make of it, we moved on with the reading.
After the reading, I could not help but thought of The Mysterious Encounter . I wondered why the psychic saw those images. More accurately, why did my guides and angels show the psychic these images for I believed they were very much involved in the reading?
When I wrote about the Mysterious Encounter , I had not planned to write about the Strange Dream of my younger twin brother and sister. (To me, it was something too personal to share.) It might be that was all meant to be. I put my name into the box for drawing as everybody did. I had not anticipated to win not to mention the grand prize. With the gift certificate, I eventually asked for a reading. It was in the reading I heard about a sister again.
My parents had moved on in 1984. Would there be an answer to the mystery? What about the strange dream in which I was asked to sign my name before my younger brother was to reincarnate?
I shall continue to write. Please know that these are my experiences. They are not fiction. (Click to view Why I had to sign my name before he was to reincarnate and The Conclusion of the Mystery of A Sister )
Love,
Q of D
My parents had moved on in 1984. Would there be an answer to the mystery? What about the strange dream in which I was asked to sign my name before my younger brother was to reincarnate?
I shall continue to write. Please know that these are my experiences. They are not fiction. (Click to view Why I had to sign my name before he was to reincarnate and The Conclusion of the Mystery of A Sister )
Love,
Q of D
Wednesday, December 7, 2016
A Strange Dream
Greetings!
In A Mysterious Encounter , the captain of a restaurant mistook the teenage me as someone else. Afterward, I wondered if I had a twin sister. When I asked my parents, they said I did not have a twin sister. I knew they told me the truth for I had pretty good judgment or knowing since I was small. I no longer thought I had a twin sister living somewhere on earth.
One morning in my 20 s, I woke up from a strange dream. It was a feel*** dream, but the scene at the end was vivid.
***I labeled my dreams feel dreams, clear dreams and vivid dreams. In feel dreams, I felt what went on, but saw no clear images. In clear dreams, I saw images as in everyday life. In vivid dreams, the images were vivid and colorful. From my experiences, vivid dreams were prophetic dreams. If I had a vivid dream right before I woke up, sometimes what I dreamt actually happened on the same day; at other times, it was the indicator of a coming experience that was profound and intense.
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Below was the strange dream.
A young female was communicating with me. I understood she was my younger sister. She said it had been sixteen years since she and her twin brother left the earth plane. It was now time for her twin brother (my younger brother) to reincarnate. She said I needed to go and sign my name so that our brother could be born again.
Next, I was in a place and the scene was vivid. I was inside a huge, shiny white structure. The whole place was in bright white light. I did not see anybody. On one of the white walls, there was a ledge. On it was a big, shiny book that had opened. I signed my name, and the dream ended.
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In the process of getting out of the dream, I thought, "Why did she ask me to sign? Should she have asked our parents to sign instead of me? I am not even the oldest sibling?"
When I finally came out of the dream, I thought the dream could not be true for I was the youngest of three. My sister was the oldest child. Then my parents had my brother. As far as I could remember, I never noticed a change in the size of my mother's belly while I was growing up. However, as the Queen of Dreams, I could not help but wondered why I had this dream.
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In the past, miscarriages occurred far more often than they were today. For instance, my husband was the youngest of four. There were age gaps among his siblings for his mother had some miscarriages between their births.
In my mother's time, a woman would not go around telling others right away that she was pregnant. Normally, she shared it with her husband and the closest of family such as her own parents and parents-in-law. The news of a couple's possible first child might spread, but news of subsequent pregnancies were regarded as natural as the sunshine. As a young girl, I knew my aunts were pregnant only when I saw their round bellies. They did not talk much about their pregnancies in front of the kids. It might be it was something among adults. It might be women felt more secure after they were four or five months into their pregnancies.
In our tradition, we did not have baby showers as the Americans did. We gave gifts after a baby was born.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Was there any truth to this unthinkable dream? Did my mother give birth to twins (a boy and a girl) 16 years ago? I felt I should not share the dream with my mother, yet there must be a reason for me to have this dream. I wanted to find the truth, but I did not know how to approach my mother.
One evening, I saw my mother sitting on her bed. Suddenly, something came to my mind. In my teens, I heard a woman (one of our tenants) talked to another woman about her experience of giving birth to her first child. She said, "Before the baby was born, it hurt so much that I wanted to jump out of the window to end the pain. A nurse in the hospital had to hold me down."
I talked to my mother about this incident. I asked, "Mama, is it really that painful to give birth to a baby?" My mother said, "Don't worry about it. There is pain, but it is normal. Women get over the pain once the babies are born." I asked, "Mama, were there any complications when you gave birth to us?" My mother said my sister was born at full term, my brother was born almost two months early, and I was born two to three months late.
The three of us were born in the village. Women gave births in their homes with the help of a midwife that did not have any medical training. Born premature, my brother was very weak and sick in the first few years. My mother had to watch over him days and nights. There was a hospital in the city, but it was far away. One time my older sister got very sick that she nearly died. She looked so sick that my grandmother (paternal) asked my mother to put the 'dying' baby girl outside. She believed it would bring bad luck if a baby died inside the house. (In that time, a mother-in-law was the authority figure in a family.) For the first time, my gentle mother refused to obey her order. Using a traditional method in an old medicine book, my mother saved my sister. Later, we moved. We grew up in the city.
My mother came from a good family. She could read and write because my maternal grandfather was an educator. While we were growing up, my mother never instilled hate in us. She was always gentle and loving. She did not say a bad word about my father and my one of a kind grandmother. She did not talk to us about her sufferings, but I knew. I observed what went on in my family. Though the youngest among my siblings, I was the one that was not afraid to speak up.
That evening my mother opened up and talked to me for a long time. Near the end of our conversation, I said, "One of these days, I may be a mother too. Mama, has there been twins in our family history?" Immediately, tears filled my mother's eyes. In great sadness, she said, "Yes. I had a miscarriage some years ago .. a boy and a girl. They were very beautiful. They would have been your younger brother and sister." Tears rolled down her face. Seeing how sad she was, I put my arms around her. I did not ask any more question.
I did not talk to my mother about the twins again. I never told my mother about the dream. I did not understand why my younger sister in spirit told me to sign my name instead of my father or mother.
At that time, I did not connect the twin history in the family to The Mysterious Encounter. My parents died in 1984. I thought I would never know if the twins were really 16 years old when I had the dream. I did find out in later years. It happened to be true. In 2006, I had a reading by a wonderful psychic. The reading caused me to think about the possibility of a twin sister (of my age) because I knew then about the history of twins in my family.
By the way, as I was writing these posts, I suddenly understood the probable symbolic reason that I had to sign my name before my brother was born into this world again. I would share with you about it in my next post.
In A Mysterious Encounter , the captain of a restaurant mistook the teenage me as someone else. Afterward, I wondered if I had a twin sister. When I asked my parents, they said I did not have a twin sister. I knew they told me the truth for I had pretty good judgment or knowing since I was small. I no longer thought I had a twin sister living somewhere on earth.
One morning in my 20 s, I woke up from a strange dream. It was a feel*** dream, but the scene at the end was vivid.
***I labeled my dreams feel dreams, clear dreams and vivid dreams. In feel dreams, I felt what went on, but saw no clear images. In clear dreams, I saw images as in everyday life. In vivid dreams, the images were vivid and colorful. From my experiences, vivid dreams were prophetic dreams. If I had a vivid dream right before I woke up, sometimes what I dreamt actually happened on the same day; at other times, it was the indicator of a coming experience that was profound and intense.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Below was the strange dream.
A young female was communicating with me. I understood she was my younger sister. She said it had been sixteen years since she and her twin brother left the earth plane. It was now time for her twin brother (my younger brother) to reincarnate. She said I needed to go and sign my name so that our brother could be born again.
Next, I was in a place and the scene was vivid. I was inside a huge, shiny white structure. The whole place was in bright white light. I did not see anybody. On one of the white walls, there was a ledge. On it was a big, shiny book that had opened. I signed my name, and the dream ended.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
In the process of getting out of the dream, I thought, "Why did she ask me to sign? Should she have asked our parents to sign instead of me? I am not even the oldest sibling?"
When I finally came out of the dream, I thought the dream could not be true for I was the youngest of three. My sister was the oldest child. Then my parents had my brother. As far as I could remember, I never noticed a change in the size of my mother's belly while I was growing up. However, as the Queen of Dreams, I could not help but wondered why I had this dream.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
In the past, miscarriages occurred far more often than they were today. For instance, my husband was the youngest of four. There were age gaps among his siblings for his mother had some miscarriages between their births.
In my mother's time, a woman would not go around telling others right away that she was pregnant. Normally, she shared it with her husband and the closest of family such as her own parents and parents-in-law. The news of a couple's possible first child might spread, but news of subsequent pregnancies were regarded as natural as the sunshine. As a young girl, I knew my aunts were pregnant only when I saw their round bellies. They did not talk much about their pregnancies in front of the kids. It might be it was something among adults. It might be women felt more secure after they were four or five months into their pregnancies.
In our tradition, we did not have baby showers as the Americans did. We gave gifts after a baby was born.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Was there any truth to this unthinkable dream? Did my mother give birth to twins (a boy and a girl) 16 years ago? I felt I should not share the dream with my mother, yet there must be a reason for me to have this dream. I wanted to find the truth, but I did not know how to approach my mother.
One evening, I saw my mother sitting on her bed. Suddenly, something came to my mind. In my teens, I heard a woman (one of our tenants) talked to another woman about her experience of giving birth to her first child. She said, "Before the baby was born, it hurt so much that I wanted to jump out of the window to end the pain. A nurse in the hospital had to hold me down."
I talked to my mother about this incident. I asked, "Mama, is it really that painful to give birth to a baby?" My mother said, "Don't worry about it. There is pain, but it is normal. Women get over the pain once the babies are born." I asked, "Mama, were there any complications when you gave birth to us?" My mother said my sister was born at full term, my brother was born almost two months early, and I was born two to three months late.
The three of us were born in the village. Women gave births in their homes with the help of a midwife that did not have any medical training. Born premature, my brother was very weak and sick in the first few years. My mother had to watch over him days and nights. There was a hospital in the city, but it was far away. One time my older sister got very sick that she nearly died. She looked so sick that my grandmother (paternal) asked my mother to put the 'dying' baby girl outside. She believed it would bring bad luck if a baby died inside the house. (In that time, a mother-in-law was the authority figure in a family.) For the first time, my gentle mother refused to obey her order. Using a traditional method in an old medicine book, my mother saved my sister. Later, we moved. We grew up in the city.
My mother came from a good family. She could read and write because my maternal grandfather was an educator. While we were growing up, my mother never instilled hate in us. She was always gentle and loving. She did not say a bad word about my father and my one of a kind grandmother. She did not talk to us about her sufferings, but I knew. I observed what went on in my family. Though the youngest among my siblings, I was the one that was not afraid to speak up.
That evening my mother opened up and talked to me for a long time. Near the end of our conversation, I said, "One of these days, I may be a mother too. Mama, has there been twins in our family history?" Immediately, tears filled my mother's eyes. In great sadness, she said, "Yes. I had a miscarriage some years ago .. a boy and a girl. They were very beautiful. They would have been your younger brother and sister." Tears rolled down her face. Seeing how sad she was, I put my arms around her. I did not ask any more question.
I did not talk to my mother about the twins again. I never told my mother about the dream. I did not understand why my younger sister in spirit told me to sign my name instead of my father or mother.
At that time, I did not connect the twin history in the family to The Mysterious Encounter. My parents died in 1984. I thought I would never know if the twins were really 16 years old when I had the dream. I did find out in later years. It happened to be true. In 2006, I had a reading by a wonderful psychic. The reading caused me to think about the possibility of a twin sister (of my age) because I knew then about the history of twins in my family.
By the way, as I was writing these posts, I suddenly understood the probable symbolic reason that I had to sign my name before my brother was born into this world again. I would share with you about it in my next post.
(Please click to view The Mystery of a Twin Sister continues , Why I had to sign my name , The Divine had its way of revealing to me and The conclusion of the mystery of a sister)
Love and blessings,
Q of D
Love and blessings,
Q of D
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