When the S**t Hits the Fan: Can Astrology Explain the Unexplainable

Today I was busting my butt teaching a nine year old how to ride a bike without training wheels. Never could I have imagined this as my future reality back in early May. My head was filled with the awe of finally meeting with a big time producer that could make a monumental difference in my music career. I had base, treble, chord progressions, bridges on my mind, not babysitting.

The fateful meeting was set for Thursday, May 14th; butterflies were in my stomach and a ton of insecurity issues of, “Am I too fat, too old, too whatever……?” The list was long and distinguished; I was working overtime on my mind to stop thinking of bull crap and try to focus on the prize. As I have mentioned in a previous post, I have been giving astrology a bit more credit and appreciation than my former astrology skeptical self would’ve ever allowed, so naturally, I had to find out what was in the forecast for May 14th on a full moon no less? Would the scheduled appointment happen to fall on an astrologically fortuitous day or would disaster befall the event?

Nerves, nerves, nerves and a gut feeling that I just couldn’t place preoccupied my mind and when I checked out a few web sites on the projections for May 14th, I was still confused and had a complex discomforting feeling. The alignment showed a full moon in Scorpio and the associations with that were heavy duty to say the least. When you read about the events that transpired from that date you may be disingenuous with yourself and others if you deny recognizing a connection between the life events and astrological definition of the energetic influence and celestial orchestration at play at that time. 

I wanted to look great with perfect makeup so I had a “professional” do the job. She kept telling me how hot I looked and when she finally made the reveal, my eyes popped out and my jaw dropped. I had some serious profanity on my mind at that very moment. WTF!!! If I was doing a spot with Svengoolie I’d be delighted but I was having a meeting in the daytime in May not October 31st; this makeup was out of the question. I was pissed and running out of time. I zipped over to my house, ripped the false lashes out, scrubbed my freaky eyes with coconut oil and screamed as I was frantically spiral curling my hair. How the heck was I going to have composure after this crappy start?

Was I stylish when I arrived a half an hour later than my appointment? I did call to let the guy know I was stuck in traffic but that was only half the truth.

Walking into the studio was a pleasant surprise; it looked like a modern take on a Turkish Bazar with rugs spread out all over the place and lanterns hanging around. I put my game face on and did the best I could.

After three hours of negotiation, I left tired and suddenly feeling an allergic migraine reaction come upon me ( I think the guy’s got pooches laying around the place when clients aren’t around).

So, was the meeting what I expected? After the three hours, I forgot what I expected but I knew the road ahead was going to be a rocky one full of hard work and sweat. The music industry is 1/15 part music, the rest is legal and business.

The kind interns kept filling my really tall glass of water and rather than spend one more moment over there for a quick bathroom break, I jumped in my car and hit the expressway which was jam packed with traffic. One hour and twenty minutes later, I was pulling off on my exit and looking for the tallest bush. I was so desperate, I was about to stop by a strangers house; my eyes began crossing I had to pee so bad. The traffic was bumper to bumper and of course a train was taking its sweet time on the track, further blocking my ability to stop by the nearest public bathroom. Finally, I crossed an intersection and blazed a path to the bathroom at a pharmacy chain.

Grateful to finally get home, I Burst through the door, ran for the cupboard and snagged a heavy duty pain killer hoping to dull the migraine. After fifteen minutes and desperate for pain relief but no patience to wait for the pain killer to kick in, I stopped at another cabinet to grab a supportive anecdote, whiskey.

I wanted to put the memory of the frantic, long and draining afternoon behind me. I thought about one of my bothers who actually had a birthday on that day. As this story unfolds I will tell you about a little feud the two of us had. I wanted to call him and wish him a happy birthday but the complexity of our argument distracted me and allowed lethargy to take control of my body instead. I settled into the night and then into bed; I looked forward to the thought of restful sleep and a refreshed day where I could objectively plan things out and give another day another cheerleader enthusiastic go at my dream. Little did I know I was going to awaken to the worst day of my life.

I woke up and thought about the producer then suddenly I had a vision. In this vision, I was walking in what felt like a tall building; the hallway was tiled with stone. I walked to an elevator with metal doors, then entered going up. I thought about that vision and believed it meant that I would be working with a producer from a building with those features. I knew the vision had to do with my future.

My husband woke up and came to the kitchen for a cup of my famously concentrated java. Periodically he asks, “How can you drink this?” I told him about my senses forcing me to question the suitability of working with that big time producer. I described my vision and insisted, “I know this has to do with my future.”

About an hour and a half later I received a phone call that burst my little bubble. My sister called telling me that my brother, who just had a birthday the night before, was going into hospice and could die any hour. I cried out a roar, “No!!!!!!!!!”

So was this tragic news posted in the stars somehow? Yes! As you continue reading the story and skim over the following astrological forecasts, you will see how strange and connected we are to these cosmic influences and how relevant the astrological information was to the events of my life at the time. My first example is the statement found in Susan Millar’s post (seen in more detail below), “This sobering full Moon will force us to face reality.  Choices made will have longevity.  Guard health.  If there are weak links, they will break apart now.” My brother’s cancer was the weak link that was breaking apart and the choices we made did have longevity.

As posted on http://astrology.about.com/od/themoon/qt/FullMoonScorp2.htm

2014’s Scorpio Full Moon is a doozie — Susan Miller gives it herMonster Moon designation for intensity.

Scorpio pulls us in to soul depths.  And at 24 degrees Scorpio, the Moon aligns with Saturn, for seeing deeply with soul-eyes.  The Sun (Taurus) is shining in opposition, vitalizing what has promise, and in sync with the laws of natural abundance.

The spirit of big dramatic endings and beginnings is afoot.  And a peak for cracking open hidden potentials, gifts — the power to create and be renewed again and again.  The Moon is full on Wednesday, May 14th, 2014.

What’s Up? 

Here’s what’s on this date, in Susan Miller’s The Year Ahead Calendar :  “The full Moon conjuncts Saturn, while Saturn opposes the Sun and Pluto tightly squares Venus and opposes Jupiter (wide).  Venus tightely conjoins Uranus, and both oppose Mars.  A T-square emerges:  Uranus and Venus both square Pluto and Jupiter  This sobering full Moon will force us to face reality.  Choices made will have longevity.  Guard health.  If there are weak links, they will break apart now.”

This can be a significant period where we get realand in doing so, begin to build on truly solid psychic-emotional ground. If a bubble bursts, and the picture looks dark, stay with it — the word withstand comes to mind. Many of us are discovering strength of character we didn’t know we had. Keep your favorite inspirations close — music, movies, friends — with themes of overcoming against all odds.

The Bare Bones

Full Moons are revelatory, and Scorpio sees into the hidden bones, the underpinnings, of things.

Spring is time of emergence, and has a different feel than the later Scorpio New Moon (lunar Samhain) in October. This is lunar Beltane, the night of purifying light. And it’s one for seeing the energetic spine of an issue. It might be one that has a psychic hold, whose roots take time and courage to dig out. If you’re wrestling with an issue, ask for clear messages, for your next right step in transforming it.

Unlike the dying time of the year — at Samhain — what’s illuminated now moves with the currents of emergence. Though it might not be an “easy” time, you might find it to be a productive one with lots of cathartic psychic hits.

Earth energies show us how to keep it real, by being awake to what’s going on around us. Great gains are made now from being resourceful and prioritizing what’s most important. These insights into the bones might call for extreme measures. But with Scorpiocity, we disengage from what’s draining us, and by stripping away needless drama, we fortify ourselves for the challenges ahead.

Total Engagement

Scorpio’s psychic-emotional power is both feared and respected. Releasing something at this Full Moon can feel daunting in some way — like it’s final, no turning back. Scorpio is often called the all-or-nothing sign. If you risk it, and surrender, the rewards are big.

The whole self is poured out, and mixed with the potent Full Moon energies. The release of certain emotions can be destructive, if there are wounds exposed. But the deluge is movement, and is a catalyst out of swampy stagnation. There’s a chance for a cleansing, and being renewed.

This Full Moon is tops for ritually marking a change. It’s a sign of healing, but in the Plutoniansense. The kind that means facing demons, walking through fear and embracing the whole range of experience.

Grounded Mysticism

The Scorpio-Taurus axis is about going deep, physically merging with Earth or energetically/sexually merging with a lover. At the Big Reveal of the Full Moon, you see what you’re enmeshed in — is it healthy or is it a toxic wasteland? Can the negativity be transformed, or is it time to make a clean break?

Coming to Your Senses

This full Moon emphasizes both kinds of roots, the psychic subterranean kind, and those that come from being parked in one spot. It’s timely for purging the excess, what takes you off your center. Scorpio’s regenerative force helps you clear out the psyche, and come home to feeling good.

Talking about coming home, I’d like to point out that Taurus and Scorpio are fixed signs that seek security. Where is true security to be found in a time like ours?

Wise Scorpio finds it by plumbing the depths, and transforming again and again, to stand on a sense of real integrity. Instead of checking out, we gain soul power by withstanding, and being creative where we can, in the face of adversity. True confidence emerges when there’s nothing to fear within or without.


The following insightful information on the full moon in Scorpio comes from a delightful astrologer, Sarah Varcas and her Astro-Awakenings.uk:

“As we approach Wednesday’s Scorpio Full Moon and distance ourselves from the recent Sun/Saturn opposition we can best use this time to consider where in life we are skimming the surface in order to avoid the apparent darkness of depths we would prefer were not there.
“This is not an exercise in misery or some kind of morbid masochism but a gentle coaxing of our attention to the places where it does not naturally rest… Think of it as tending to a painful wound. We don’t bash it with a mallet to make it better. We bathe it in soothing warm water…”
“A Full Moon in Scorpio shines its light in the darkest places, encouraging us to peer in and see what’s there, even if only for a moment. So as we approach the coming Full Moon we can invite it in rather than dread its arrival, prepare a place at the table and plan for it to stay a while.
“In so doing we are holding out the wound we’ve been trying to avoid dealing with and asking for a healing balm to be applied. If the wound is deep it may hurt at the cleaning stage. I can’t deny that. But this is the pain of progress, of increasing consciousness, of the growth of wisdom.
It is the pain that says something is now happening which will bring you to wholeness in due course. It is a different pain to the one which says ‘go too deep here and you’ll never return’: the pain of fear, denial, of living a half life because so much is banished to the shadows.”
© Copyright 2014 ~ Sarah Varcas. All Rights Reserved


He told no one, but I discovered in that afternoon that my brother had cancer and it had metastasized throughout his body. There was nothing we could do but plan his death. I knew he did not arrange for any will nor did he talk to anyone to make arrangements for his nine year old son’s future.

I did what I had to do, step up to the plate, I called my brother at his hospital bed and told him I would take care of his son. It was the only realistic possibility in our crazy family; as loving as many of them can be, the reality and complexity of their lifestyles makes me and my husband number one on the list of having the wherewithal to get the job done.

When I called, I just wanted to speak to the nurse to get the 411 on his diagnosis, I was afraid to speak to him but the nurse patched me into his room. I was afraid because I feared his pain, my pain and the sudden awful reality I was forced to deal with. Susan Miller mentioned, “The spirit of big dramatic endings and beginnings is afoot.” Yep, that was certainly happening and we were all experiencing the pain from a mega dose of Scorpio’s cosmic stinger. My brother’s life was ending and I was going to have a nine year old, a beginning of a lifelong mentorship.

This Full Moon is tops for ritually marking a change. It’s a sign of healing, but in the Plutonian sense. The kind that means facing demons, walking through fear and embracing the whole range of experience.

This is exactly what was happening; my brother was facing his fear of death, I was facing my fear of losing a loved one and there was nothing we could do but embrace the hard reality slapping our faces. Was there a sense of peace that would ultimately come forth from the challenge?

On that Friday, I was frantically making calls trying to find out what legal steps we had to take to insure his estate would be where it needed to be and the legal documents present to support his choice of guardians for his child. I used my psychic mojo and found the perfect lawyer. The woman was a diamond in the rough and she was willing to blow her Friday night for us to get the legal papers generated, she would also meet us at the hospital Saturday morning for his signatures. I whipped up finding some people that could serve as witnesses and the details were mostly ironed out.

Saturday morning, I arrived at the hospital, stepped into a stone tiled hallway, then into an elevator with metal doors and was heading up to my brothers room. My vision unfortunately did prove to become my reality in the most unexpected way.

I couldn’t stop crying. I couldn’t believe my brother was dying and there was nothing I could do about it. The whole event felt as if a cosmic force pierced an arm into the depth of my soul and tore out my guts. Thank God we managed to get Ms. Awesome to help us generate the legal documents. In my mind she was a legal angel. Fortunately, she came on that Saturday because my brother was slipping quickly and by Sunday he could not carry a clear conversation.

After he signed and the legal mission was completed, I stayed to talk to family for a while and then headed to his place with my sister. I couldn’t believe what I saw when I walked through his door. Before I fill you in on that, I will introduce you to my brother’s character.

We thought he was an ass! He was to us, a selfish jerk, cheapskate with very few friends. Anything spiritual would go right over his head as he never showed  too much emotional interest in others. Let me rephrase that; he never showed any emotional interest in others; he mainly cared about his bottom line, money and maybe sex with a hot chick. He was the kind of guy that would laugh at another persons’s misfortune. Most people were to him just a bunch of dumb f**ks. He really reminded us of a modern day Ebeneezer Scrooge.

So, with that description, you could understand my amazement when I walked through his apartment’s door and was practically knocked over by the strong odor of incense followed by the sight of spiritual stuff all over. He even had a mini altar of sorts. Books upon books of spiritual nature were stacked, piled, hoarded. It was overwhelming. Are you kidding me? I thought I walked into the twilight zone. CD’s, were towering high, all of spiritual nature. I also found a ton of Jewish stuff to the point which made me wonder, is he Jewish? He had a drawer full of yamakas in an array of colors. Every where I turned there was a star of David and he also had a dozen menorahs. His personal space revealed a part of my brother’s character that was hidden. There was so much more that was revealed and it made me dig deep into my reservoir of understanding and realize, I too was a terrific ass.

At my brother’s apartment, I paused a moment to ingest this side of him that I never knew and picked up a single die laying on his kitchen counter. I rolled it with the question in my mind, in how many days will he die? I counted the pips on the face and associated it with the number of days. It sadly turned out to be a correct indicator of the number of days he would live. 

There is so much more that started to come to light which was a constant reminder of a spiritual reality and an underlining cosmic orchestration. In one of my posts titled, I Almost Won the Lotto But Blew It Big Time, I talked about the weird coincidence of the Illinois Lottery having personally pertinent lottery numbers on the day before my 41st birthday. The numbers were 5-9-32-36-40. That was the last day I was forty, my deceased parents  birth years are 32 and 36. I thought the 5 was like a high five in heaven and the 9 was relevant to their birthdays. Well, there seemed to be more suggested by those numbers than I could have realized at the time until one night when my husband, kids, nephew and I went out to dinner and the waitress asked, “How many?” I was startled when I answered, 5. My brother’s son is 9 years old. So now I see the 5-9-32-36-40 in a slightly different light. Of course there are those of you who might say, “So, what! You’re fishing for something that is coincidental.” Let me just say this, one can get really tired of the coincidence excuse when the pattern of this stupid three syllable word is an occurrence at a pattern long enough to strip tires bald. 

When Varcus posted this, she really convinced me because this is what I have been doing for a long time:

“As we approach Wednesday’s Scorpio Full Moon (May 14, 2014) and distance ourselves from the recent Sun/Saturn opposition we can best use this time to consider where in life we are skimming the surface in order to avoid the apparent darkness of depths we would prefer were not there.”

My brother and I had a fight over a subject that was not trivial. I will talk about this at a later time. It is a subject of fate. It is what caused us to have a rift and it haunted him and it haunted me. This element was the root that caused my brother to seek his spiritual path and inspired his indulgence into the occult as a desperate measure to gain some insight into his life and what currents may have been responsible for influencing it. Yes, I was surprised when I walked into his apartment and thought I walked into an occult shop, but in truth, I should have known he had a yearning to understand life in an alternative form. He was seeking the wisdom of the ages to help heal a pain he endured from a life card dealt to him that was tragic.

On that subject, I gave him advice, but it was somewhat cruel yet truthful. However, I did not fulfill my duty as a good sister. I brushed off his pain and considered it somewhat self induced and tried to leave it at that but the subject was a darkness in depths we preferred not being there. I was haunted by his life and the sad event which allowed him to spiral to despair and made him resist his cancer treatment. His poor son had to witness his father suffer mentally and physically as my brother buried the truth of his cancer yet was deteriorating. I buried the truth that I needed to be there holding my brothers hand through his emotional hardship and allowed the foolish excuse of, “it is his life and his choice, if he needs me he should call.” So when I learned of his final state with the cancer, I was ripped to shreds with the cold hard truth of not being there for him. That buried reality came to the surface.

Death can be a clearing. I know that my brother was healed mentally and physically with his death. He feels no more pain. It was his spiritual wish. This sounds completely ubsurd to the non faithful but to an individual who’s had an encounter with a few spirits, it becomes the truth. When Vargus posts,

“In so doing we are holding out the wound we’ve been trying to avoid dealing with and asking for a healing balm to be applied. If the wound is deep it may hurt at the cleaning stage. I can’t deny that. But this is the pain of progress, of increasing consciousness, of the growth of wisdom.
It is the pain that says something is now happening which will bring you to wholeness in due course.”  
We all must make peace with death and that will bring an increasing consciousness and a growth of wisdom. I was beating myself up with the guilt trip but I also placed myself in the position of knowing I am here for my brother now as I am taking care of his little boy. It is an honor and I know we have passed the shadows to a new journey with hope and love with a memory of a wonderful brother and father who has taught me to never hold back my love, patience and forgiveness. In all the years I thought my brother was the Scrooge, never would I have imagined him gifting me with the life lesson I have learned through our trials and tribulations. The lessons ultimately turned out to be beautiful and good. Oh I miss him dearly and I do say to him, “You shit!” and “Damn it!” But I am embracing my new inner peace with the knowing and trust that he is with God, we are with God.
How do I know my brother is with God? Well, one night in my despair I commanded that he visit me in my sleep. “If you are really there please come to me in my dream,” I said. The moment I fell asleep, there he was sitting right next to me, talking to me. In the dream I was in shock, saying, “You are here, you are really here!” He was talking but I had now idea what he said because my eyes were bulging and I couldn’t do anything but say, “You’re here, you’re here, you are really here!” He really liked my husband and we were a bit surprised when we visited his apartment one day and the moment we walked in the room the television turned on; it was not on a timer, so to us it was a sign of his presence or was that just another one of those coincidences? I noticed another strange little tid bit which points to that notion of an intricate cosmically orchestrated reality we live in. My husband had a brother who died on the very same date of my brother’s son’s birthday; my brother died on the date of my husband’s deceased brother’s birthday. Strange!

Well, of course there is more I could post on this subject but I have tennis lessons I need to take the kids to, meetings with lawyers, a producer and definitely a few gym sessions so I might be off from posting for a little bit but I do hope you keep checking because I can guarantee the next one will be another doozy.

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Why I am not a Christian but I believe in Jesus: A Post From a Messenger



On a YouTube post commenting on Richard Carrier’s video presentation, I promised to post something very radical to my fundamental ideology. The fundamental truth is that I never believed Jesus Christ was the singular incarnate son of God here on Earth but an interesting experience presented a form of evidence to me that a spiritual entity representing Jesus may actually exist. Do I believe this spiritual representation of Jesus was an unequivocal representation of the whole ideology of Christ as God being truth and definite? No. But it is of some interesting value to ponder over the subject as everything should be given a reasonable consideration.


I was raised by Catholic parents; they were raised by Catholics. I however broke the mental and spiritual bond through my own insights and experiences as a clairvoyant since I was a child.

I am not a Christian for that faith is based on the fundamental idea that we were born into sin and Christ, the only begotten son of God, had been sacrificed so that our sins may be forgiven. This notion was always preposterous to me. In my mind, I understood God to be that which created everything and everything was/is vastly complex. The level of consciousness/ intelligence needed for such a trick would be beyond the human mind’s capacity to understand. With the Genesis story in mind, I could not accept the ideals suggesting a demeaning characteristic in God’s psyche to be so judgmental and unforgiving or to even create life with flawed character and then damn the design. This would suggest that God is flawed.

The bible as it has been preached always found a poetic justification for these ideas. But in my awareness, this was poetry not truth. Generations upon generations of people have accepted these ideals as truth because they had no other alternative thoughts at the time. Now we have open global communication and ideas are exchanged freely as air. Some of the communication is positive and enlightening, while other uncivilized communication is cantankerous, a form of smog, toxic and of no beneficial substance.   Within these posts we share our inner values; some ideas help to navigate past old ideas that prove to be fictitious or detrimental to civilization, while other exchanges are examples of communities rigorously holding on to deeply rooted dogma. Depending on your current faith base you might find people like Richard Carrier’s and Bart Ehrman’s anti biblical prose offensive or you might find it refreshing. It will be interesting to see how long this cerebral tug of war will continue.

In my case, I could not accept the preaching about the ‘undeniable truth’  of Jesus as savior. Many scholars have presented enough evidence against the biblical text which cannot be legitimately brushed off as nonsensical debate.

If you read some of my other posts, you will know that I have experienced clairvoyance which has given me precognition of knowing one thing or another. Having experienced these things gave me a confidence to my awareness. I was certain Jesus was not God incarnate,  I believed he was an entirely mythical entity. Richard Carrier among other scholars would wholeheartedly agree based on the historical proofs they have on the bible. One early morning, I was shocked when I had a dream and Jesus was in it. Although, I’ve also dreamed that I was an actual Smurf in a Smurf village; this would suggest that all dreams are merely a trivial expression of the subconscious mind. I must say that this ‘Jesus’ dream had an element which gave it more credence than my Smurf dream (although that dream may be saying more than we realize). Please remember that I have had dreams which later proved to reveal a truth or an event that would come to pass. My mother’s cancer, the Haiti connection….In the dream I was greeted by Jesus; the space was airy, sun filled and he was wearing a light cream colored robe. I instantly knew who he was, we knew each other in an intimate brotherly/spiritual kind of way. We immediately hugged each other and from him emanated a wonderful profound love but I did not have the same feeling with him as I’ve had with God (Will discuss in another post); he was special but not God special. He seemed all business at the time as if his time was limited and he only came to express something of great importance to me. He took a hold of my right hand and impressed a symbol on it. When I looked at my hand I saw this glowing symbol.Image.

He then looked at me and said, “Maria, know what this means.” He was leaving now and I was devastated because I would miss him. It was a profound experience. You can’t even imagine. I was going to be apart from a dear friend, a spiritual brother. I woke up and was surprised to say the least. This was especially interesting to me because I have always dismissed the Jesus story as a myth. Now I was faced with this altering experience that made me dig deep into my well of consciousness to explain what that was all about. After the dream, I went on a mission to know the meaning of that symbol which was impressed on my hand. Although I am clairvoyant, I haven’t spent too much time researching symbols with their meanings, the various methods of divination or occult information. On occasion I would pick bits and pieces of information up but I was not a serious student of these subjects. I would accept an awareness if it came to me but I was too busy with real life pursuits to have the time to indulge in symbols or astrology.

Duh! One day I sat down and Googled symbols. When I came across “the symbol” it felt as if I was starring a ghost right in the face. That was it! Finally, I would know the meaning behind the message. The symbol was Mercury. Christian’s might say, “Oh, it is the sign of the devil, blah, blah, blah…” What Mercury really is, is a Greek representation for the planet Mercury, the closest and fastest moving planet to the sun. Mercury represents the Roman god Mercury as well as mythical god Hermes, the messenger of the gods. It contains the symbol of Venus which is the biological sign for woman. The horns or top crescent actually represented the winged hat of Hermes. According to astrology the association with Mercury is that its influence in a person’s chart relates to communication. It is said in astrology, when we meet an individual we are greeted with their Mercury influence. It represents thought processes, ideals, sensory information from the conscious and unconscious.

What is interesting about Mercury and how it connects to me is that my Mercury is in Pisces. All the things that I have claimed to be or  have described about myself is clearly identified in my Mercurial influence. My birth date dictates my astrological influence. If you have read some of my other posts I talk about the interesting thing about my golden birthday being 03-30-03, I turned 30. All of this has meaning that I am still in the process of discovering.

In Celtic areas, Mercury was sometimes portrayed with three heads or faces, and at TongerenBelgium, a statuette of Mercury with three phalli was found, with the extra two protruding from his head and replacing his nose; this was probably because the number 3 was considered magical, making such statues good luck and fertility charms. Might there be a connection to my birth date, my being a female and the Mercury connection.


Below are listed  attributes to the person with the Pisces (fish) influenced Mercury, you may find this information a bit more interesting once you’ve read through some of my other posts. What follows is a list of individuals with the Mercury in Pisces in their astrological chart. You might find some interesting people on that list.

Below is a long list of Mercury in Pisces attributes, consider that when you look at the list of people which have that chart element as well as understanding my claims.


Mercury in Pisces for the Advanced Man
(As always, much will depend upon the ray of the mental vehicle and the aspects to Mercury)

1. Mercury in Pisces—Strong imagination; the capacity to think pictorially.

2. Mercury in Pisces—A mind moving towards the exercise of intuition and the realization of “straight knowledge”.

3. Mercury in Pisces—A mind endowed with poetical and musical inclinations and abilities.

4. Mercury in Pisces—Acute mental receptivity.

5. Mercury in Pisces—A mind increasingly open to inspiration.

6. Mercury in Pisces—A mind which understands the value of silence—both in relation to thought and speech.

7. Mercury in Pisces—Perceptive capacities highly attuned to the detection of nuance, and to the “feeling-tones” associated with thought.

8. Mercury in Pisces—A ‘mystical’ mind, sometimes undervaluing knowledge.

9. Mercury in Pisces—An historical mind.

10. Mercury in Pisces—A mind operating more through the power of attraction than assertion.

11. Mercury in Pisces—A mind given to kindness in expression

12. Mercury in Pisces—A mind expressing a growing capacity to understand.

13. Mercury in Pisces—A mind moving towards the ability to unify and synthesize.

Mercury in Pisces for the Disciple or Initiate
(The usual exoteric and psychological interpretations are purposely not here emphasized).

1. Mercury in Pisces—Shedding the light which saves by ending all darkness. Of the Light characteristic of Pisces, D.K. says: “The Light of the World. This is the light, revealing the light of life itself. It ends forever the darkness of matter”.

2. Mercury in Pisces—Yet, the mind which can fathom the *dark* as that which is greater than the light. Penetrating cognitively into the “dark light” of Shamballa, and Its inscrutable Will.

3. Mercury in Pisces—The complete “falling away from” the *concrete* functioning of Mercury.

4. Mercury in Pisces—Straight knowledge through a highly sensitized capacity to be impressed; knowledge received without access to word or utterance.

5. Mercury in Pisces—The mind which deeply knows the hopeless limitations of words. Thus, the mind which *knows* more than it can ever speak, or even think.

6. Mercury in Pisces—The mind easily “over-shadowed” or “over-lighted”.

7. Mercury in Pisces—Pictorial-symbolic mind; fecund imagery, embodying the intuition. “A picture’s worth a thousand words”.

8. Mercury in Pisces—The silence of a realized synthesis.

9. Mercury in Pisces—The ‘mediumistic mind’; the ‘photographic’ recipient of higher impression.

10. Mercury in Pisces—The mind of the “mediator”, translating the content of the “arupa” or formless levels of life into the “rupa” or more ‘concrete’ levels.

11. Mercury in Pisces—The mind which accesses and thus *knows* the “Will of the Father”. Mine standing as sacrifice to the Will.

12. Mercury in Pisces— ‘Poetic’ mind. Fusing word and image in supra-rational combination.

13. Mercury in Pisces—Supra-logical mind.

14. Mercury in Pisces—A mind which intuitively understands the ways of Karma.

15. Mercury in Pisces—The mind sensitive to spiritual subtlety, to that something “far more deeply interfused”.

16. Mercury in Pisces—A mind better at the “Visualization Phase” of antahkaranic construction.

17. Mercury in Pisces—A mind sensitive to that which has been *evoked* by the projective/invocative phase of antahkaranic construction.

18. Mercury in Pisces—Thinking the thought and speaking the word which liberates through compassion.

19. Mercury in Pisces—The mind as an instrument for healing through love.

20. Mercury in Pisces—The soul-personality dialogue focuses upon sensitizing the personality to increasingly subtle impression.

21. Mercury in Pisces—The mind considered as an ‘instrument of sentiency’.

22. Mercury in Pisces—The soul/personality conflict generated by increased soul/personality communication centers upon the issue of how to condition the personality so that it accepts an increasingly sacrificial life.

23. Mercury in Pisces—The mind as “Registrant of the Purpose”.

24. Mercury in Pisces—Distinct capacity to ‘slip into’ the mind of another: ‘identificatory mind’.

25. Mercury in Pisces—A mind capable of standing aloof, of understanding from the perspective of one who is “in this world and yet not of this world”.

26. Mercury in Pisces—A mind capable of dissolving distinction, and hence, of overcoming the mentally-generated differentiations which produce illusion.

27. Mercury in Pisces—A mind adept at introducing buddhi to the realm of manas.

28. Mercury in Pisces—A mind which grasps the irreducible essence, unbaffled by appearances. This, of course, is the exact opposite of the Mercury in Pisces in the early days of evolution, when it is prey to every manner of glamor and illusion.)


How does this information prove anything about Jesus you may wonder? I will tell you this, I had no understanding of the symbol of Mercury, nor did I understand the “coincidental” astrological description of the characteristics I have for many years been claiming to have. This information came from a spiritual source (as Jesus imprinted me with the Mercury symbol) that had more awareness about me, my purpose and also of astrological meaning and coordination. “Seek and you shall find,” it has been said. My lesson from the Jesus dream suggests to me that Jesus is a spiritual entity, perhaps someone like the entity that has been described by Paul of Damascus but also by various cultures listed by various different names. I do not believe we go back to the notion of Jesus as the savior of all, the high holy, nor the bible is the sole source of truth. We should be humble with our attitudes, our ideology, not preach dogmatically and continue to be faithful in a more expansive way. Richard Carrier may have evidence that really conflicts with the long held ideology of Jesus and the bible. His purpose is to shake up our spiritual awareness so that we begin to be honest about not knowing everything. Does the fascinating evidence presented by the biblical scholars have the potential to dismantle our need for church? I don’t believe so for we are a tribal and herding species so we like to gather and enjoy life together. The time has come for people to acknowledge obvious truths, alter the churches’ old teaching ideals and become more engaging with alternative ways and concepts of God’s expressions to help part the veil of difference in ideology which has been a source of separation and hatred among people.

In my last post I talked about my interesting experience of communicating with a “psychic” because I desperately wanted to open my mind and discover the identity of my spiritual guide. After a crazy and eventful time, I was finally given a vision of my spirit guide. It was a black man wearing a loin cloth, his face was painted white, but the most fascinating thing I couldn’t help but noticing was the prominent third eye he had in the middle of his forehead. He was reclining on a large boulder/rock, he smiled and through clairaudience said to me, “My name is Nabu.”  I quickly ran to the computer and researched the name Nabu and was shocked to find that Nabu is an ancient Babylonian god that inspired and is associated to Hermes/Mercury.

Of course I had no idea of this connection. I am hoping that this synchronistic and coincidental information may start your mental gears rolling and understanding that there is a spiritual reality that we have to begin seeing because the evidence is there if one can choreograph their thinking patterns. All these things are pieces of a really big puzzle that is emerging slowly into focus.

Here is site link with information on Nabu. http://www.bythegods.net/post/55218030880


Nabu’s time was a difficult-to-define expanse between 2,000 BCE and 500 CE.

Nabu, biblical Nebo (interestingly, I am of Polish descent and the word Nabu is very close and could also be read as Niebo, meaning heaven),  major god in the Assyro-Babylonian pantheon. He was patron of the art of writing and a god of vegetation.

Goddesses associated with Nabu were Nana, a Sumerian deity; the Assyrian Nissaba; and the Akkadian Tashmetum, queen of Borsippa, stepdaughter of Marduk, and, as her abstract Akkadian name indicates, Lady of Hearing and of Favour. She was rarely invoked apart from her husband, Nabu, whose name means “speaking.” Thus, while Nabu speaks, Tashmetum listens.

I have claimed to have a message from God and my birth charting is helping me validate my claim. The message I speak of could be found in my post listed as the poem. Go ahead and read it and if you have it within you to be open to what I am saying then you should know that you will be reading a poem from God.


Here is a list of other individuals with the Mercury in Pisces . I think the individuals found on the list should show you the power of this Mercurial birth chart’s influence.

Roberto Assagioli
Mustafa Kemal Ataturk
Johann Sebastian Bach
Bela Bartok
Charles Pierre Baudelaire
Alexander Graham Bell
Otto von Bismarck
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Giovanni Casanova
Edgar Cayce
Nicolaus Copernicus
Charles Darwin
Anthony Van Dyck
Galileo Galilei
Charles Goren
Manly Palmer Hall
William Harvey
Victor Marie Hugo
Thomas Jefferson
Abraham Lincoln
Charles Lindbergh
Abraham Maslow
Vaslav Nijinski
Francis Rakoczy
Wilhelm Reich
Pierre Auguste Renoir
Edmond Rostand
Dane Rudhyar
Arthur Schopenhauer
Rudolf Steiner
George Washington
William Wordsworth


Be open to infinite possibilities, and yes, God is with you.

Maria, P.C., M.O.G.



Use Caution When Dealing With a Psychic

ImageThe beginning of the year was a challenging one. I opened myself up to visiting a new spiritual meetup group in January and it proved to be a mistake. The woman running the group is a psychic investigator. I had this strong urge to gain some insights into knowing who my spirit guide was because for whatever reason, I was blocked. I received messages and amazing premonitions but I had no idea who was feeding me this stuff. I used to hear people talk about their spirit guides as if they were best buddies with them, as if they could chat over tea and biscuits. This was so strange to me; I was very quick to decide they must be the delusional clairvoyant types, the wanna be clairvoyants who read a few books and buy a few crystals and think they are monumental gurus. I was very skeptical. So I decided to set my skepticism aside for my quest to discovering the identity of my spirit guide.

Normally, I have a great nose for sensing who is full of fluff and who legitimately has a talent for such things. One year, my sister dragged me along to a psychic party. I did not get the warm and fuzzy feeling from this psychic that I would normally get when I sense truth, so I did not feel the supporting energy force that comes with substantiation. The woman did a tarot reading and the whole time I heard an inner voice say, “Don’t listen, don’t listen.” I told my sister afterwords that I thought she was full of baloney. Apparently, the psychic  predicted that the party hostess was going to live a very long life. Sadly, the hostess died a month later from cancer. She had no idea she had cancer as it suddenly manifested. This was an interesting confirmation to my sense of the psychic being a false one.

When I went to the meeting this past January, I saw the clairvoyant in the middle of letting a spirit channel through her. My intuition once again said, “Get out and don’t listen.” I sensed that she was very much like the last psychic I described. A word of advice that you probably already know, listen to that inner voice and if it tells you to get out then do it. I told a few of the participants about some of my experiences such as the ones I have posted on like the one about the girl doing voodoo on me and my knowing that she would have  karmic debt because of it. The teacher’s pet of the group thought my story was frightening and she ran over to people telling them that she had bad vibes from me. My suggestion is to ask  ‘Psychics’ what their experience with premonitions have been. If they can’t tell you something from your past that is an amazing and obvious  truth and not a common thing like , “You had a kitty growing up.” Knowing how to play with tarot cards does not a clairvoyant make. As it turned out one of the other ladies at the meeting said that girl never had any premonitions so her gut feeling were based on her poor judgement of me. I don’t think she appreciated my expressing that I thought the channeling was baloney. She dressed me up as a black sheep. When I met with the hostess psychic, she asked me if I did black magic. I told her I do not but informed her that I can think of things and things happen. She blurted out that she felt something dark at least that is what her spirit guides told her. My spirit guide told me that this was a place where the blind lead the blind. Yet I was so desperate to find a way to gain an insight into my spirit guide’s identity that I foolishly came back.

I also had another problem, I was raised in a very hard environment with three older sisters and three older brothers. My family was very harsh to say the least and my years growing up in such an environment left me with the terrible habit of spewing expletives, mainly when driving in Chicago traffic. I wanted to receive a cleansing for that problem, and it was a problem. Example, my husband has an aunt that is a nun (also an uncle through marriage that is an arch bishop- no kidding). One day, she was in Chicago for a special family outing; my husband and I were to drive her to the convent where she would be staying for the weekend. While we were driving, a crazed taxi cab driver pulled right into our car, barely missing it. My good ole self blurted out, ” Hey you %#$@#!ing !@%hole, watch what you’re doing!” Suddenly, as if a cold hand slapped me in the face, I was shocked with the realization that my husband’s nun aunt was sitting right in the back seat. I started to profoundly apologize. My husband had this bold eye popping forward gaze of shear horror. Fortunately, his aunt was a cool cat. She said, “I won’t remember the words but I will remember the embarrassment.” Wow, that was a fantastic come back. She was a homecoming queen and broke many hearts when she announced that she was going to devote her life to God. I happen to be doing the same in an alternative manner as I quickly denounced the possibility of becoming a nun when I realized I couldn’t be the pope (I’m half kidding of course). The limitation of the career ladder for a woman in the Catholic church was unacceptable.

As usual, I was skeptical of the process when I laid down on a table for a reiki session (intended to cleanse negative energy). Yet I tried my hardest to let go of the skepticism and submit myself to the powers of the universe. They started laying rocks over me and feeling my energy. One guy said he felt something like a goddess energy or something like that. The “psychic” felt something powerful and started saying it was dark. My radar was saying, ” What the heck are you talking about you delusional woman!” God does not speak to a dark characters and all I think about is how much I love people and want to help. This woman spoke to the teacher’s pet and allowed that woman’s impression of me tarnish her judgement. Gosh, I can be a goof going out for such things. I left in tears because of her  impression and was depressed beyond imagination. Third times the charm and I was a glutton for punishment so I came back on another day. I was a few minutes late and we all sat in a circle,; there was one more spot for me. My gut was telling me, don’t go but my ego was telling me something else. So there I was sitting and listening to these women talk about spiritual things and they were speaking like unripe fruit, ha, if fruit could speak that is. I had a hard time listening to the stories because I came for some powerful enlightening interaction and I was not getting it. I felt like a college student in a third grade class. The psychic started prompting the people in the group in a negative way and she asked what someone could feel energetically from me. The young woman sitting next to me said she felt an energy pulling from the ground. I didn’t say anything because they wanted to hear themselves. But I knew I was being grounded (that is what you are suppose to do in a spiritual interaction among other people to protect your energy and aura) without even trying because that is what a great spirit guide and God will do for you when you submit yourself to them. The psychic got up and started burning incense and walking around the room. She was acting like a peacock or part of a circus act trying to show she was the diva. Then she asked me to leave. I was shocked but something inside me lit up. I got up, told the ladies, “God bless you all.” and left. The minute I popped out of that room I felt as if a chain was broken and my wings were freed. I hopped, skipped and jumped back to my car like a fräulein in a field of daisies. I knew I was not meant to be there as I am on a completely different spiritual journey.

Afterwards, I wrote a letter to the psychic and pointed out that her message on her page misrepresented her group. She posted that her place was free from ego and I explained how she actually did a few things that was contrary to such a statement. While I was on the table for the reiki, she came out of her room blurting out that she helped banish a demon in a person sitting in her private room. I thought, I don’t think that person would appreciate her announcing that information to the whole world, at least not to everyone in that room. That was an example of how she was in it to get her own horn tooted. She is a published author; she wrote a book about the angel world so people were eating out of her hands-I however had my skeptical head popping up asking, how on earth could she possibly know all these angelic names and such; my guide seemed to suggest her imagination is a vivid one.  My hope was high but my personal experience became my best source for revelation. Just to let you know, I have no hard feelings toward this woman and her group; it was after all an interesting experience and I am certain that the women in that group had good intentions. If a more sensitive person experienced what I did, they might get overly consumed by the negative ideas presented by the other person and could compromise their own safety. Some psychics can be dangerous to impressionable minds.

Thank God for his healing goodness as I was given a vision of a scene that represented the woman which helped me regain my spiritual and mental baring. In the vision, I looked through a doorway into a practical, simple kitchen that was all white. Next to the doorway was a small table with three legs and a pyramid top but the top pinnacle was missing. No one was in the room and it felt somewhat lonely. There was a window in the room with a view of a brick wall. My spirit guide informed me that this room represented this woman’s state of consciousness. I knew from the table vision that she did not actually have a third eye as her pinnacle was missing and the brick wall view showed me that she had limited knowledge and insight.

After that vision, I immediately received another powerful vision of a gilded ornate room with a sprawling red rug to the alter or center stage area. There were these massive, extremely tall, intricate marble pillars that flanked the space. The room also had these heavy bronze guide rails with red velvet ropes. The bases were round and very solid. The spirits were letting me know that this space represented me and that I was stable. Suddenly, firecrackers started bursting in an amazing multidimensional pyrotechnic display. I snapped out of my vision and discovered the firecrackers were a powerful spiritual cleansing from that whole negative experience. The Chinese are right! Fireworks do cast away evil energy. I was so grateful, I really needed that and was now wonderfully refreshed after that vision; all the negativity and depression was magically gone. I learned, leave when your guide tells you so. Thanks to God and the mysteriously fantastic spiritual dimension, I was healed and myself again. If you ever need to be cleansed of a negative experience I would like to suggest that you try visualizing a powerful fireworks display with the knowing that God wants you healed and happy. The better you master that vision the more refreshed and energized you will feel. I tried replicating that vision on my own but could not do it; I will have to try again because the result was amazing.

The best thing that happened after this whole dramatic ordeal was that I finally received a vision of my spirit guide. I’ll post on that sometime soon under-Who The Heck is Nabu? (update: actually I mention that information in my next post on -Why I Am Not a Christian but I believe in Jesus). The other fantastic discovery I made was that my use of expletives ceased. I was driving and a car was one foot away from my bumper. Normally you would have heard me say, “What the @#@!$%^* are you doing a!%#$@&**, back off you jerk! But this time I said, “Boy someone is in a hurry:)” That was so sweet and so short lived. Sadly, my dirty little mouth reared it’s ugly head again but I am working on it. I guess that is why I am here as a human and not there as a spiritual guide or angel (Yet;). I have to work through my issues as we all do. My friend was a bit depressed when I told her that I gave up swearing. She said, “But that is you.” I always felt my true intention and love made the nonsensical words blurted out of my mouth forgivable as God knows me better than I know myself.

Have a wonderful weekend and be good (give a hug, plant a tree, pick up some trash, tell someone you love them, forgive someone, watch a comedy, donate to a great cause….whatever floats your boat, “Just Do It!)


Maria, P.C., M.O.G.

I’ve Been Busy With a Crazy Plan



Before you read this post, I just want to point out that my current preoccupation may sound like something a superficial celebrity hog would be interested in. That is not me at all (read my other posts to get to know me better). As a matter of fact, I love being private, according to my astrological chart, it presents my issue with privacy as an element of almost paranoia and something that I have to overcome in this life’s lesson. So that is what I am doing right now, trying to part with my desperate need for privacy and utilizing my bubbly extrovert personality for a spiritual quest of proving spirituality and God as a reality. My current plan may be a strange way to accomplish my objective but it’s all I have for now. Oh and yes, I realize the self description of needing privacy and having a bubbly extrovert personality sounds like an oxymoron but it is my truth. Most people that know me would never guess that I actually hate being in any spotlight. Only my husband and my children know my truth.


So I haven’t posted on my blog as I’ve been busy posting on other sites and setting myself up with a really wonderful producer who has worked with a superstar celebrity (this is related to my unique quest). Thank God he hasn’t found out what my age is or he would laugh his butt off and try to persuade me to sell some of my songs instead or recording them. Am I a Katy Perry or Adele, no, not at all, but I do have a really fun and interesting voice that is sufficiently good to be considered by a prominent producer. Besides, my voice seems to work perfectly with the songs I’ve written, so why the heck not.


I’ve mentioned that a flurry of creative juices started flowing following my experience with the supernatural God Poem event. Since that time, I’ve written some really fun and interesting music that appears to have the music industry’s interest. This year I decided I need to get cracking or my talent will be wasted but more importantly, my potential for getting a public footing. The industry can talk to the hand with the conformity they propagate on age discrimination, especially since the medical and scientific industries are promising technologies that will expand our longevity to the hundreds.  If we are expected to commonly become centenarians then we are going to have to modify what our idea of what old is. So, a new artist starting out in the music industry currently has to be in the teens or early twenties. I’ll try my luck to see if we can change that long held standard.


My whole purpose for giving this project of mine a go is to place myself in a position of leverage in order to present my very real experiences with the supernatural. I’ve tried to contact scientists to consider taking tests and scanning my brain to do some legitimate research but my communication has been ignored. Fine. I’ll become a superstar and then someone may open a door and work with me and then take my stories seriously. Yes, this is my crazy plan.


I’ve talked about the very cool thing about astrological birth charts and how they can very accurately present characteristics of your being and also of your future. The interesting thing I’ve discovered is that there is an element to my chart that presents my future of being famous either now or posthumously. When I read this, I was suddenly frightened, not with the idea of dying but of becoming known after death; I was stricken with sadness because I would hate not to meet people that may be interested in meeting me and getting a firsthand experience of interacting with a total goof ball but when I talk about God and important subjects or morality, spirituality, faith… then the playtime face is switched off.


Just yesterday, I discovered  a sign on my hand that represents the accumulation of wealth and fame; isn’t that interesting how a natal astrology chart can coincide with palmistry. Neat! Let’s get started. Do I really want fame, not at all but I do want to be taken seriously when I talk about my spiritual experiences and maybe fame might help that process. If I become wealthy you will never hear me becoming the sort like the “Bishop of Bling.” The more I have, the more people will get. It will be interesting to see how all of this plays out. There is one thing for certain, Nothing is going to happen until I roll up my sleeves and get cracking. So that is what I am up to these days. I found a fantastic music/entertainment lawyer; I have a fantastic producer that wants to work with me (I am always open to meeting and greeting others, if you know of anyone that might be of interest to me, please pass the word), I’ve been working out trying to get rid of the karmic weight gain (I talk about this in my post on karma); the scary thing I’m facing now is the contract issue. Several of the producers I’ve been in touch with heard the songs and suddenly started talking about wanting a cut of the royalties; I want to be fair because that is what I love to do but I don’t want to get nabbed in a complicated nightmare contract. I should just tell the producer, “Hey, read my blog.” Maybe he’d get the point of not trying to potentially pull a fast one on me. But, if I referred the producer to my blog, he would most likely drop communication with me like a hot pancake because this is weird and intense stuff I talk about here.


Anyhow, it’s fun when I come across the nifty astrological chart information and the palmistry tips but I mainly live my life like everybody else by just going with the flow and trusting my intuition. It’s fascinating to see a correlation of intuition and a unique spiritual expression like astrology or palmistry to confirm your personal will as being the one that has been already planned for as some of the unique prognostication methods reveal. Crazy religious zealots have demonized astrology and palmistry as evil and occult because the church said so, but as we have known, information has been tainted and concurrently misunderstood. These sorts of arts are actually, I believe, a miraculous expression of God as the all knowing, all powerful orchestrator of the universe and your destiny within it.


Friends, wish me luck!


Talk to you soon,

Maria, P.C., M. O. G.

Chicks and Karma: My Personal Story That Might Get Your Mental Gears Rolling

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O.K., so I’m a clairvoyant and I’ve received messages from God, sounds nutty and outrageous but if you’ve been reading my posts maybe you’re starting to get the impression that I am not pulling your leg and genuinely stand by my claims. Despite these holy moly types of experiences, I’m not immune to human interactions which seem to express primitive tendencies. Specifically, I’ve had some encounters with bitchy women, and boy, some of these confrontations have gotten ugly.

Chicks get possessive but the chick that gets possessive over my man better watch out because hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, especially this woman. Over the years, I’ve found many woman working in my husband’s health field evoking particularly arrogant characteristics. Remember, I’m a blonde, I may appear superficial but don’t judge a book by its cover. Unfortunately, many woman working for my husband have placed themselves in an antagonistic stance against me. Maybe I should have told them, “Hey, I’m clairvoyant, periodically God chit chats with me and if you cross me you’ll regret it.” I’d probably hear a background smirk of, “*&%$!* weirdo!” or, “Get the restraining jacket.” Yeah, whatever! At least no one could say that I didn’t warn them.

One particular woman who worked for my husband was a total sweetheart until a switch flipped. She started saying things that really got my attention and I began to suspect that maybe she was having an affair with my husband. Of course like every man, he vehemently denied anything ever happened and blamed her behavior on early menopause. One year at the belated office holiday party, the woman stood behind my husband and started to give him a back rub. Sadly, I had a martini that bulldozed my ability to clearly converse with her or beat the crap out of her, but I did get a few verbal jabs. My mind however was clear thinking and my mind spelled, WTF! What is going on here? This *%$#! is having an affair with his sleazy assistant. As soon as I jumped in his car after the party I exclaimed, “Get a lawyer, I want a divorce!” The flood gates opened and the shit hit the fan.

He claimed, “I didn’t even notice she was rubbing on my back, I swear….” This was all bullshit (at least that’s what I though his answers resembled at the time). On Monday,  he told his assistant he felt what she did was inappropriate and he gave her a verbal warning. She stormed out of his office and didn’t come back that after noon. The next day she came back, walked into his office and said, “Do me a favor, I won’t talk to you about my personal business and you don’t talk to me about yours.” That statement basically confirmed to me that these two had some personal conversations and potentially more (he once again claimed that he had no idea what she was talking about; I do have to admit, if he was keeping a dark secret  he wouldn’t have mentioned her statement to me). The details on what ensued are a bit foggy after a few years but it essentially came down to her asking him, “Are you firing me?” and he answered, “Yes!” She stormed out of his office swearing. Of course she applied for unemployment and he had to cover some of the costs because he fired her without giving her a written warning. I filled out some of the appeal forms and clearly expressed how she caused distress to our family with her unprofessional behavior.

Yeah, I was stressed! I wondered, how could God fix me up with a cheating loser (see my post on karma to know why I say God fixed me up with my husband)? I had a hard time believing him but then I thought back on the time when I experienced my own version of shameful behavior and recognized karma at play. The details on that is another story but for now I’ll just say that I realized, if anything ever happened between those two, I’d have to let it go.

I did let it go and that was a hard thing to do but it got easier as the weeks turned into months. I did have a nagging feeling; it was very strong and I couldn’t shake it. I felt that the woman was talking about me in a defamatory way, I felt she was laying it on thick and hard. First of all, everything she did put me through mental hell and I was pissed and now with the nagging feeling of her bad mouthing me, I was not at peace.

One day I said a prayer and expressed to the spirits and God, “Please help me with this feeling I am having and bring some clarity to me.” What happened next is synchronicity at play. That day I had a doctor’s appointment in the town my husband’s practice is in; I decided to pick up some dinner from a Greek restaurant I’ve never stopped at before. There was a twenty minute wait before the food was ready so I decided to stop at the dollar store next to the restaurant. When I entered, I overheard the woman behind the cash register talking about her cousin having a health issue that happened to be related to my husband’s specialty. After picking up a few gadgets, I headed for the register and began talking to the woman about the health subject I overheard her speaking of. I said, ” I know a little bit about this because that is my husband’s specialty.” She said, “Oh yeah, who’s your husband?” When I told her his name, her jaw dropped and she said, “Dr. B, Dr. B, damn that’s my nigger, that is my nigger!” Her lingo meant that she loved my husband as a person. The woman (I’ll call her Rose) was the shop owner and a pleasantly expressive African American. She was so much fun to talk to; I fell in love with her charm instantly. We were two kindred spirits that knew how to be jolly and expressive. We were having so much fun talking with each other, I ended up staying for an hour. I told Rose, “Hey, if Dr. B is your nigger then you are my cracker baby, cuz I love ya!” That was not a phrase she was familiar with and that left her with a perplexed look on her face; I hoped she figured it was meant to be an expression of admiration.

The conversation suddenly got interesting and my prayer was getting answered. Rose suddenly put two and two together and realized, this is Dr. B’s wife. She told me her husband had a general doctor and his new assistant was my husband’s former assistant who was fired. She told me that the woman started talking to her about me describing me as a jealous nut job that was paranoid. She (the former assistant) forgot to mention all the bull crap she did to piss me off and get me to react like a typical scorned wife. Anyhow, I knew the assistant wasn’t just talking about me to Rose but also to anyone who would listen. This is an act of defamation and I passed the message to my husband who called the other doctor to speak to his assistant and cease the slander or get a call from our lawyer. Of course the assistant denied it but Rose was willing to testify if the circumstance called for it.

Better than any legal action, I talked to the big kahuna (God); I was so angry, I finally said, “Get rid of her. I don’t care how you do it- just do it (I didn’t mean in a fatal way just in a creative non-threatening way).” This is why people should be very careful when they are naughty because God and karma will come and bite them.

After meeting Rose and having my intuition confirmed, I asked my super bud to get rid of the nuisance. At the very same time, the former assistant’s husband lost his job and found another position in Texas. Their whole family was relocating. Wow, how perfect! If you are silly enough to think the circumstance was just another coincidence go on and continue kidding yourself but this has not been the first time my request has materialized and I know it will not be the last.

Yes, asking God to “Get rid of her!” is kind of mean but I knew God was going to do what needed to be done to teach her a lesson. Don’t mess with the girl who loves God and does everything for God because you just won’t win. Ultimately, I can’t hold on to a grudge and I wish this woman all the best in Texas; we all have to overcome weaknesses and constantly have to remind ourselves to be good. If we are good and genuinely ask God to show something amazing, maybe, just maybe, we might get lucky enough to witness the mysterious magic of God and spirituality but that can only happen if we are open to the possibilities.

By the way, it is entirely possible that my husband really was innocent, the woman may never have done anything but rubbed his back and talked some smack, but she did rub his back and she should have apologized (it’s not as naughty as a lap dance but between co-workers it is definitely a line crosser). She should have been honest with herself and realized-I wouldn’t want some chick rubbing my husband’s back-and she certainly shouldn’t have talked negatively about me. Everyone who knows my husband and me think there is no chance what so ever of such a thing but only God knows what really happened; I think we are human and everyone can have a week moment. I’m so thrilled that it is all in the past now. I’m sharing the story because it serves as a clear example of karma and demonstrates that life works like an intricate domino assembly with every piece of the puzzle falling into its own unique place affecting the chain of events which follow.


Thanks for liking this post or following my blog. If it wasn’t for you, I would have to do more ironing ;)

Best to you all,

Maria P.C., M.O.G.


The Man That Should Be on 2014’s Exceptional People of The Year List


Honestly, the man I will be introducing you to should be considered one of the most inspirational people of the decade.  As usual, it is no surprise that great things come in small packages. The inconspicuous man with a story that could be lost in one’s memory faster than a news blurb, happens to be someone really worth remembering. The little guy who barely makes five feet has a life story that should inspire you to know, “Yes you can!” Under any circumstance you should trust the power of faith in yourself without question.

 Wael Farouk’s story made it to the front page of the Chicago Tribune this last Sunday, April 6, 2014, under the article titled, Slight of Hands, I would have titled the article, The Mini Man Who Could Play Rachmaninoff. Farouk was born with a condition of unusually short ligaments; this condition impairs his ability to make a fist, open a jar, even hold his shirt. As a child, he couldn’t hold a spoon and would drop his drinking cup. A therapist told his parents to give him something to strengthen his grip, so they gave him a rubber ball but he kept dropping it. When he turned three, his parents gave him a blue plastic toy piano. He would tap on the keys and within weeks he was able to imitate music he heard on T.V. and on the radio. By five, he began playing at the church services throughout Cairo.

Needless to say, after many naysayers vented their skepticism throughout the years, Farouk proved them wrong. The little guy who’s feet barely touch the piano pedals is playing some of the most technically challenging pieces ever composed by Rachmaninoff, who happened to be 6’6″ tall with hands that can span the piano keys an octave and a half. Even if Farouk would be a 6’2″ man, his level of performance would make him an impressive pianist but combined with his compact size and ligament condition, this makes Farouk a true gem, and an inspirational outlier.


The diminutive, soft spoken man with the passion of a virtuoso will be performing, “A Tribute to Rachmaninoff” this Thursday, April 10th, at the Rudolf Ganz Memorial Hall, Roosevelt University, 430 S. Michigan Ave. Seventh floor, 7:30 p.m. It’s a free concert, so there is no excuse not to come if you are in the Chicago area. Please do check out the wonderful article by JS Cohen (jscohen@tribune.com and Twitter@higherednews) at http://www.chicagotribune.com/videogallery/79756260/Wael-Farouk-A-piano-virtuoso

Fact over Fiction on Diet


First and foremost, I want to thank all of you who have liked my posts and/or decided to start following my blog. Without your interest and support I would have to do more ironing or something ;)


Sadly, we are barraged by hogwash information every single day. One subject on a perpetual debate battle ground is the four letter word, diet. The subject is dear to my heart and mind because as a mother, I am a first-hand witness of the Dr. Jekyll Mr. Hyde effect dietary choices have on my kids, especially after eating something like cake, cookies, ice cream or a bag full of candy. Their behavior and focusing ability is unquestionably compromised after such indulgences, so I can easily tell how diet effects one’s thinking and I don’t find it difficult to rationalize how long term consumption of particular foods can optimize your health or undermine it. The slew of information in the pontifical dietary brew can incapacitate an individual from making shrewd decisions. I post my humble thoughts on this subject on several blogs, one of my favorites is rawfoodsos.com, by Denise Minger. She is such an entertaining, sprightly writer with a knack for expressing her ideas on diet and research methods. Her blog attracts some very interesting people and commentary.


On Minger’s blog, Richard, a follower/commentator, has a lot to say on the subject of foods rich in saturated fats as having negative effects in the body. His post can actually sound somewhat convincing with its technical jargon on the subject. Below is part of that post followed by my commentary (Richard’s remaining information will be found at the end of this post along with a link in case you are interested). I hope you consider reading the phenomenal books by the inspiring authors I mention, Dr. Matthias Rath, Why Animals Don’t Get  Heart Attacks But People Do, and Dr. Perlmutter’s Grain Brain.


Richard posts:

I hope you also share some light to the strengths of diet-heart, not just critique. I think this is one of the stories that your readers get wrong as well:


The closet to definitive types of studies supporting diet-heart are not observational, they comes from 4 independent lineages of research

1) Thousands of animal studies showing that saturated fat and dietary cholesterol accelerates atherosclerosis across virtually every type of vertebrate, and that they are the sine qua nons for the dietary modification of experimental atherosclerosis. This includes mammalian, avian and fish species- herbivores, omnivores and carnivores, and over one dozen different species of nonhuman primates. Again this cannot be attributed to the way that the animal was raised as when taking into consideration the amount of antioxidants and carotenoids as well as the lack of cholesterol, tropical plant fats high in lauric, myristic and palmitic acids will also accelerate atherosclerosis in animals to a similar degree as saturated animal fats.


My thought on the information presented:

Maria, P.C., M.O.G. Your comment is awaiting moderation


Your response comment is very interesting. I am particularly intrigued by the following information in your post:
1) Thousands of animal studies showing that saturated fat and dietary cholesterol accelerates atherosclerosis across virtually every type of vertebrate, and that they are the sine qua nons for the dietary modification of experimental atherosclerosis. This includes mammalian, avian and fish species- herbivores, omnivores and carnivores, and over one dozen different species of nonhuman primates.


The following information completely refutes your fictional facts (people, this is a perfect example of why you need to be informed and skeptical until you tirelessly research subjects).

I would suggest you read and research information on why animals don’t get heart attacks. A book written by Dr. Matthias Rath: Why Animals Don’t Get Heart Attacks but People Do (Aug 2003) demonstrates that cardiovascular disease is an aftereffect of insufficient levels of vitamin C. Animals have a gene that produces infinite amounts of the antioxidant and they do not suffer with cardiovascular disease. Experts know that a heart attack in the majority of the vertebrate animals is not possible because they have this functioning gene; few animals such as the guinnie pig has this gene non functioning and they can actually develop atherosclerosis. According to research Dr. Perlmutter presents in his book, Grain Brain. He informs us that no amount of oranges, wheat grass…or vitamin C can combat the body’s production of free radicals and a diet rich in DHA can actually switch on the human gene/protein which produces infinite amounts of antioxidants appropriate to maintain a healthy cardiovascular system.


Can mega doses of vitamin C reverse cardiovascular disease? Does eating saturated fats or high glycemic foods have anything to do with cardiovascular disease? Dr. Rath’s book contains images showing test subjects of mice which do not have the capacity to develop cardiovascular disease unless the specific gene responsible for the production of vitamin C is turned off. Anatomical anomalies may produce a symptom mimicking heart attacks but the experts know such a diagnoses is in all actuality a misdiagnoses. Images reveal atherosclerosis in the test subjects with gene modification inhibiting the vitamin C and a reversal of the damaged, plaque clogged arteries when a mega dose of vitamin C is administered.  Fundamental to cardiovascular health is an abundance of antioxidants. Dr. Perlmutter, a neurologist whose statements refute Dr. Rath’s argument in that he suggests the implausibility of supplemental antioxidants or vegetarian diets as having the potential to make a difference against not only environmental free radicals but also extensive free radicals naturally produced as a by product during the ATP energy production of the Mitochondria. He points to an optimal paleolithic diet as a sound dietary foundation with sufficient brain healthy fats such as DHA as having the capacity to switch on the body’s ability to be a powerhouse of antioxidant production. Also, Perlmutter presents a rich volume of information revealing low saturated fats in the body and low cholesterol levels as being an indication of various neuro degenerative conditions.

I’d say, Dr. Rath has some convincing images and study information. Although Dr. Rath discusses reducing cholesterol levels in his book, he does not have a neurologist’s background or recent research information supporting higher fat  and cholesterol levels as essential to neurological health helping prevent conditions such as dementia, Parkinson, M.S.,Alzheimer, depression and even conditions such as A.D.D., A.D.H.D, Autism. The fact that the two doctors have a universal message of prioritizing levels of antioxidants is a good thing because we can 1.) Take mega doses of vitamin C, turmeric… as per Dr. Rath’s suggestions and 2.) Eat a low glycemic diet rich in foods with healthy fats and supplements (such as DHA) which is suppose to help your body realign itself to produce its own antioxidants. Following such regimens seems to be an optimal method for maximizing brain and heart health.

Yep, diet is an important subject to me, not just because I have children that can seem demonically possessed when eating obviously bad foods, but because of the research doctors such as Perlmutter present showing the correlation of poor diets with some very serious mental and physical degenerative conditions. I make the claim that I am a clairvoyant and can channel information from God/spirits/the universe and one may very quickly begin to ask, “Does this girl have a Grain Brain?” I eat a super clean diet full of DHA’s and organic meats and produce, grain free. I hope, the healthier my brain and body will be, the more I will be able to receive these amazing messages and or experiences and share the stories with you; I need to keep my energy up in my process of trying to convince the world that subjects like clairvoyance, synchronicity, or OBE’s are not fantasy, mythical ideas but real phenomenon that need open minded researchers to uncover the mysterious science founding such possibilities.  I am excited to share this truly amazing dietary information with you so that it may help you in your search for some reasonable information on this highly debatable subject and hopefully direct you to food choices that will offer an abundance of health and happiness.


Poor Richard. Unfortunately, many articles on NCBI are highly questionable. The background of the researchers and their funding support must be publicly displayed with their research in order to remotely consider the reports published as untainted by purposeful partiality.

Richard’s commentary continued from http://www.rawfoods.com:


2) Hundreds of rigorously controlled metabolic ward studies establishing that dietary cholesterol and saturated fat elevate LDL and total cholesterol. The cholesterol raising effects of saturated fat is not the result of how the animal was raised as tropical plant fats high in lauric, myristic and palmitic acids will also raise total and LDL cholesterol.

3) Meta-analysis of 108 randomized controlled trials with 300,000 subjects and with a mean follow-up of only three years establishing that lowering LDL significantly reduces both coronary heart disease and all-cause mortality independent of changes to HDL cholesterol and triglycerides, and non-lipid effects of specific interventions.

4) A meta-analysis of mendelian randomization studies with over 312,000 individuals demonstrated that inheriting any of nine studied genetic variants that modify lifelong LDL cholesterol concentrations, but not any other known risk factors predicted a 55% lower risk of coronary heart disease for each mmol/l (38.7 mg/dl) lower LDL cholesterol. This represents a three-fold greater reduction in coronary heart disease per lower unit of LDL cholesterol than the statins trials which lasted only 5 years and the average participant age was 63. The p-value for this finding was 0.000000000000000000843. This is also expected to also translate into a 3 fold lower risk of all-cause mortality. The authors concluded:

“We found no evidence of any heterogeneity of effect on the risk of CHD per unit lower LDL-C among any of the polymorphisms included in our study. This lack of heterogeneity of effect strongly suggests that the results of our study are unlikely to be significantly confounded by pleiotropy or linkage disequilibrium because it is unlikely that each of the included polymorphisms are acting through similar pleiotropic effects or have similar linkage disequilibrium patterns… This finding suggests that the effect of long-term exposure to lower LDL-C on the risk of CHD appears to be independent of the mechanism by which LDL-C is lowered. Therefore, the method of lowering LDL-C is likely to be less important than the magnitude and timing of LDL-C reduction. As a result, diet and exercise are probably as effective at reducing the risk of CHD as are statins or other treatments that lower LDL-C when started early in life (and when measured per unit lower LDL-C).”

These can be considered the strongest lines of evidence for the diet-heart, with other lines of evidence simply adding confidence to the hypothesis.

The most relevant models for human atherosclerosis come from the experiments performed with non-human primates. It has been observed that the long-term feeding of cholesterol and saturated fat has resulted in heart attacks, sudden death, development of gangrene, softening on the bones and numerous other serious complications in nonhuman primates. For example, it has been shown that when diets rich in cholesterol and saturated fat are fed to monkeys of the genus Macaca, including the rhesus monkey and the crab-eating macaque, they experience heart attacks at approximately the same rate as high-risk populations living in developed nations. Armstrong and colleagues induced severe atherosclerosis in rhesus monkeys by feeding a diet with 40% of calories from egg yolks for 17 months. The egg yolks were then removed from the monkeys diet and replaced with a cholesterol-free diet with either 40% of calories from corn oil or low-fat chow with 77% calories from sugar for three years, resulting in a reduction of serum cholesterol to <140 mg/dl and a marked regression of atherosclerosis.

Unfortunately, these lines of evidence have been consistently neglected by the promoters of saturated fat confusion. As noted by Stamler to the proponents creation stories:

“To neglect this fact in a review about humans is to imply that the Darwinian foundation of biomedical research is invalid and/or that there is a body of substantial contrary evidence in humans. Neither is the case”.




A Current Memo From God: The Poem


Where should I best begin?  Today, I was planning to post my clairaudiently received poem from God. This is an strange sounding idea, quite fantastical or fanatical. But if you have read some of my other posts you may perhaps start to see a pattern of potentiality. Most certainly, if someone claimed to me that they had a poem from God, I too would frown and wonder about the person. “Prove it!” I’d most likely say; I would read the poem and decide, “Do the words in the poem reveal something really amazing and supernatural?” I know I am up against the Everest of doubt and I agree, being skeptical to such crazy sounding claims is a definite must. Humans are not capable of seeing extensively into outer space by being gullible; it takes being practical, calculative with resolute tactics to accomplish a great feet. A great enterprise is not accomplishable by being superfluous dreamers with no substance. Yet, the notion of standing on the moon would have been, at one time, a strange fantasy to many.  At this time, my claim may sound just as far-fetched to many individuals; so, the first and foremost thing  I’d like to do is establish my credibility as a rational individual. Nothing irritates me more than a self proclaimed guru with no apparent standing, especially when after close examination, one may discover that such an individual may be manic, desperate for attention, planning a hoax or perhaps starting some strange cult. None of these types of criteria apply to me. I’m actually quite a skeptic myself and I encourage people to be extra diligent when they’ re coming across information and are about to embrace an idea. Scientific proofs, dietary propositions, religious ideologies…you name it, everything must be questioned! Especially now in the information age, any Tom, Dick and Harry can post a creative message on a well designed blog and instant fame can be at hand. I have no interest in fame or cults; my only interest is to express my unique experiences that I believe should be inspirational and will hopefully one day lead a scientist with the right mix of genius to discover a principle that can corroborate my claims. What you choose to do with my stories is entirely up to you; do you use my information about these unique experiences as a foundation for a new kind of faith? Do you use it as a nugget of positive vibes that instills hope? Or do you use it to further fuel your skepticism? It’s your life, and you have the freedom of choice. I hope you give the information I present and any information that’s out there in the wild abyss of the W.W.W. the benefit of at least pondering it because hidden in these infinite pages of the internet are pieces of fundamental truths too readily overlooked. This is unfortunate, especially when you see skeptics beat the heck out of ideas while they frequently are founding their arguments on unsound bases. Keeping critical eyes “open” can benefit you, and even perhaps the world if we start recognizing truth with patterns that show definite viability to these mumbo jumbo sounding subjects of God, spirituality, consciousness….

You might be familiar with the author Neale Donald Walsch. If not, I will mention that he writes about spiritual matters and his writing seemed to suggest that he has conversations with God. A description of Walsch reveals that he admits his writing to be inspired rather than channeled. I too claim that I have had conversations with God, but my experience has come through clairaudience. What is unique about my experiences is that I have actually received information that came to pass or was highly revealing. For instance, not long ago in 2013, my husband was looking for a new employee. When he mentioned he interviewed a woman for the position, I suddenly had a very negative sensation about the person. That night I had a dream about the individual and was able to clearly see the person in my dream and describe her to my husband. I then asked my spirit guide what the woman’s name was and I heard it through my soul. When I mentioned the woman’s name to my husband, he said nothing. I then noticed in the morning that he did a background check on the person who I named. It indeed turned out to be true and my guide was correct as I was able to confirm this with my husband’s staff as well. It was later discovered that the individual was suspected of defrauding her former place of employment.

I am not like Neale Donald Walsch, my experiences are channeled. He seems to have done a tremendous job inspiring many people and he is a proficient writer but I have experiences of a unique sort that can be inspirational in another way.

When I hear stories of characters like the infamous Mark Hofmann, the genius forger of ancient texts, I find people becoming reactive and skeptical of just about everything so my claims become seemingly augmented. Then you have legitimate individuals like Richard Carrier, Bart Ehrman or Earl Doherty present their biblical scholarly texts which further diminishes the foundation of faith. Their impact on biblical historicity is remarkable but their evidence may be at the same time be powerful enough to destroy many individuals will to have a faith in the supernatural altogether.

Yep, I am not up against a mole hill of ideas but a soaring mountain. I am a strong woman and I know that sometime my stories of my mysterious experiences will be of use in this puzzle of discovering truth and relevant  ideology; certainly, keeping your wonder will help you discover wonderful things. I hope your journey in life will guide you to the most enlightening pieces of information that will help clarify the reality of a supernatural element present in our universe and beyond; it is a good one and we may choose to name it by many things, I call it God. But God is not like many have perceived. I will elaborate on that subject another time, but for now, I would like to tell you of the day I received the poem from God. I knew a message was going to come since I was a child and it was a thrilling experience when it did.

So back in 2003 or 2004, I was suddenly awakened around one in the morning. It was a spirit that was prompting me to follow it to the den. I did so. I entered the dimly lit room brimming with books, sat down at my desk, turned on the light and began receiving the message. I began to write.

and this is what I heard in God’s poem.


I have been an aborted child

I have been a leper

I have been a rich and powerful man

I have been a woman of suicide

I have been a killer

And I have looked a thousand different ways

The last, I believe I was a brute

I have also been a wise man

Or so I thought at the time

But now I am a maiden to sing a song of rhyme

The song I sing is oneness

This always stands the test of time

It is through this maiden that I whisper

These Golden words of gay

For you to know

All to know

Of the glory day

It will come

It shall come

Faster than the light

For you are all my children

And you have got my might

Be yourselves

To yourselves

As friend and not foe

For this is the lesson on how all should go

Peace be here

Peace be there

Peace shall be everywhere

For you know the world is round

And all around it goes

I will speak forever now

You shall hear my song

I have sung to you always

This you have always known

Love your fellow brother

Love shall never end

You are here for each other

Round and round again

You are near and never far

Together we do stroll

Down the path to wisdom

Right now, here we go

This can go on forever

These words of rhyme I sing

So listen, children, listen

And let us sing, sing, sing,

This is the song of the Lord

Let us hold each other now

And love forever more

You are all in heaven

Nowhere else before

It isn’t over till the fat lady sings

This is the fat lady’s song

And I’m singing it children

So listen and sing along

Delivered by God but written by Maria.

© 2003 Maria Mercuri P.C., M.O.G.


When I finished writing the poem, I collapsed to the floor, crying. “Why me?” I asked, and God said, “It is because of your heart.”

Not many truly know the depth of my feeling but as coincidences go an element of my natal astrological birth chart reveals, 1.) that I have the gift of clairvoyance and 2.) I am born to love. You may be born to be a champion tennis player or fire fighter; I know that the strange art of astrology has the potential to reveal just what you are. In my chart my Mercury influence reveals much of my nature. What I am about to type is something you may consider as just another coincidence or you may start to see a repetitive pattern and start to believe such a possibility and the nature of my genuine expression.

In Discovering Your Soul Mission: How to Use Karmic Astrology to Create the Life You Want Copyright © 1998 Linda Brady and Evan St. Lifer, p.122, 123.

My Mercury is in Pisces:

You perceive the world through the eyes of a spiritual romantic. You want the world to be  beautiful, sensitive, and loving. You seek the creative, the poetic, the lyrical. Your psychic, intuitive self seeks ways to make the world a more spiritual place. Your  thoughts and ideas are colored  by your deep emotional desire for compassion and love. You are sensitive to the emotional pain of the world. You absorb environmental energies because you are so empathetic. Mystic Edgar Cayce is a good example of this Mercury.


If what I am saying is true then the poem is something that should be pondered. Slowly at a comfortable pace, it would be good to consider: How do I want to change myself to be in better tune with God, the Universe and learn to use my characteristics to benefit the environment and people of the world. I think it should start by being open, supportive, and learning to be positive communicators.

My inspiration today was to post the poem so dear to my heart as it came to me from the magical place of the unseen spirit world; it came from God. As today was my birthday and a new moon on this Sunday, I wanted to plant the seed of wisdom with you for optimal growth of spirit.



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Why I could have been $19 million dollars richer this morning but blew it big time.

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Holly crap! You all know today is my birthday  (if you’ve read my 03-30-03  thing) Well numbers that I have loved and SHOULD have played yesterday would have made me a millionaire.  The Illinois Lottery numbers yesterday were: 3-5-9-32-36-40. The forty is glaringly obvious, yesterday was the last day I was 40, my deceased parents birth months and years, my mom 3-36, dad, 9-32, my 40 and maybe a 5 for a high five from heaven.

I was in the process of typing up my note with my God poem when my sister called to wish me a happy birthday and mention the winning lottery numbers. I’m a schmuck! I’ve actually played those numbers this year as I think about my parents all the time and my 40 years of age.  O.K. so I’m not 19 million dollars richer this morning, at least I can consider that a message from my parents in heaven.  Oh, but this is a very bitter pill to swallow and how ironic, I was just typing, “I don’t have to be a lottery winner to be happy but I would like a few more vacations especially in cold winters like the last one. My sister called and as far as I’m concerned, she dropped a bomb!

I am going to take a walk/breather; I need the beautiful warm fresh air after that one. I’ll be posting my “Poem” later tonight. But this is as fine of an example as any; I am a magnet for such weird coincidences and if you’ve read my post on that subject, you know that coincidence is a foolish word we’ve attached to things we can’t explain.


Fantastic post you should check out on precognition and intuition.

In the digital world, it’s seems like forever since I last posted; I was on a much overdue sabbatical, skiing, meditating, going within. I was a bit nervous about not posting during that time but something was preventing me from doing so, as if my quill was broken or a door was shut to my mind. The universe was not allowing me to do anything but revive my senses.

In my Polish cultural background, there is a saying, “He who rushes brings merriment to the devil.” I have learned the truth to this phrase in a hard way. Nevertheless, it is a reminder to slow down. With our constantly being bombarded with information, emails, news…we definitely need to learn to quiet our minds, think, process what is important to us, and with patience and peace of mind, we should methodically set new goals for joy and progress. If we do not become mindful, we are setting ourselves up to becoming victims of someone’s persuasion, we can become ill, depressed or we risk not going with the flow of the universe and that always seems to get us into rough waters.

As with my grass post, I needed to trust in the universe to guide me, to let me feel when the timing was right to start posting again and get into the groove of things. I did go with the flow and thrillingly came across a wonderful post  as my muse that should be a wonderful inspiration to you as well. If you are a follower of my blog, or happen to be visiting you are most likely interested in the subject or faith, spirituality, evidence of such things, global consciousness, coincidences, synchronicity….The post I came across today that is really neat is written by Lissa Rankin titled, 7 Stories That Will Change Your View of Human Intuition. She presents stories of people experiencing remarkable things such as the story of a neurologist with an amazing track record for success in surgery; he describes not starting a surgery until he would see a white light surrounding a patient’s head.  Some people might run and never consider such a doctor seriously and that is a shame because his track record is the proof in the pudding. Rankin posts about people knowing things that should not have been known, such as the story of a mother not purchasing a house because her gut was telling her not to and then discovering that her child would have been attending the Sandy Hook Elementary School and would have been there on the day of the tragedy. It’s a fantastic post on http://www.care2.com and I highly recommend you check it out. I especially love it because these types of stories builds credence to my experiences.

The writer is in the process of writing a book and is inviting people with their amazing stories of knowing things that should not have been known. Of course I posted a comment with an invitation for people to see my site and for Rankin to consider using one of my stories in her book. If you haven’t seen all of my posts, go ahead check them out and please post one of your amazing stories of knowing something that shouldn’t have been know, an example of synchronicity or whatever you think might be relevant to our interests of spirituality, etc.

Here is a review of some of the posts I have made about things that I knew but under conventional wisdom should not have known: A dream of my mother revealed (symbolically) her having an invasive cancer, the post on karma when I knew my husbands co-worker did voodoo and was going to get cancer in a month as karmic debt, the synchronicity event which lead to knowing and being told (clairaudiently) four people died in a Chicago fire and there was going to be a fifth, how I unknowingly predicted the future teams in the 2013 World Series game in a fictional story written in August about the Boston Red Sox and St. Louis Cardinals as being in the 2013 World Series  and how I was told (clairaudiently) a few weeks prior that the Red Sox team was going to win, a dream’s revelation combined with a clairaudient message revealing the Haiti event of 2010, how I received clairaudient assistance with a song which revealed a perfect bridge in an instant which I did not create but heard….

Oh my gosh, there is so much more that I will post  so please keep visiting my site. I hope the information I share of my personal experiences and of any wonderful inspirational post links to other evidence based concepts supporting a new unconventional reality will help you in your life’s journey. Skeptics are useful in some respects but they can be blind when seeing and hearing of amazing examples of precognition and yet discounting such things as unrealistic; they are examples of people pursuing flawed science.

We are part of a remarkable existence with a fundamental supernatural/spiritual base that is slowly revealing itself to those willing to keep an open mind.

Here is the link to Rankin’s post: http://www.care2.com/greenliving/7-stories-that-will-make-you-believe-in-miracles.html#comment-6205246


I have previously posted my clairaudiently received poem from God and will be re-posting it this Sunday on my birthday March 30. Please visit if you would like to see it.


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