To tell you the truth….if it weren't for the fact that God has filled me full of love and light...it would not be amiss or in error to call me a
witch. Not wiccan but truly a witch...something I am only just barely able to come to terms with - knowing that who I am is who God made me to be for
the reasons that are His....it is hard to reconcile an unusually intense devotion to God alongside the ability to truly see and truly know...I denied
it to myself for all my life...but at the beginning of this month, God hit me hard with the reality of it...in a way that made me see He fashioned me
this way and it is a good thing! It was on 'all saint's day' as a matter of fact..
You see, about 3 years ago, I knew someone who had a crystal ball - a really old and beautiful one. We went to visit her because a mutual friend saw
the ball and came and told me that he just knew it was 'mine.' So, that day, I looked into it...mainly just for fun - I don't think I really
believed it was possible to see anything real or true in that fashion...
But the room was dark and I gazed into it - the imperfections began to look just like stars in the night sky - I was looking past it kind of like the
way you have to to see those hidden 3-d pictures in those posters (you know which ones?)...and I saw three different scenes - in my . or in the
ball - I don't know - probably both...and I remember them clearly to this day. I have a photographic memory plus they really made an impression on
What I saw was
#1 a photograph, circa late 60's early 70's, taken of a young boy probably between 9 to 11 years old...he had a cowboy suit on (hat guns, etc.)
and was standing in front of a Christmas tree in what looked to be a lower middle class house...
#2 I saw a 3 people in a small little row boat, silhouetted against the setting sun upon the sea - no land in sight...and there were two males with a
female in between, and they were facing forward as if the boat was going to the left....it was a small little boat in a great big sea....and the three
looked so small - not really in despair or danger....more like dismay and a sort of acceptance of something they could not change but were victim to
all the same...I felt that vision more than the other two - I truly felt like they were the only three people in that world - and I somehow felt the
middle one was me!
#3 I saw a rider on a horse - if you are familiar with the Mexican holiday, The Day of the Dead (which is also Nov 1 or maybe 2) -- the rider on the
horse was wearing the traditional costume the men wear on that day....it is a black suit with a white skeleton painted on it - and usually a totally
mexican sombrero that is black...Los Lobos put out an album many years ago - their only one totally in Spanish - it was called 'La Pistola y El
Corazon' (the pistol and the heart) and on the cover was one of these dudes...
This I did not know at all until just now:
Her face is unforgettable and she goes by many names: La Catrina, la Flaca, la Huesuda, la Pelona--Fancy Lady, Skinny, Bony, Baldy. A fixture in
Mexican society, she's not some trendy fashion model, but La Muerte--Death.
As much as I know about the Mexican traditions and culture and are actually a part of me, deep in me (living in NM and married for 10 years into a
big lovely family that belong to my ex-husband Mike: Michael who father was Angel and last name Campos guess who? THE GREAT PRINCE who Daniel was
- and so still I see them here or there and they are still my family - truly good people
..I had no idea about this lady who is
'death' - the equivalent to the angel of death....
Here is the cover to that album:
If you noticed on the som thread, som, through ET, was throwing out many hints about Katrina (this is also the Lion of Judah in symbol – all I
picked up on at that time, too) Cat R In A (aleph soul) Cat are in Alpha soul...
THIS YEAR, as Halloween turned into the Day of the Dead, I was watching TV ( a rare thing ) and I saw some things that totally blew me away!
God was giving me some drama on the tube to show me things so I would know.. He does that sometimes - the things I just can't hardly swallow (and so
say to myself 'imagination! running amok!) And then something happens outside of my 'within' that makes me see I was wrong about the source of my
One of the things I 'surfed into' was on the the God channel which has the 700 club (which I NEVER watch at all!) It was a program that said, as
intro: 'She was a witch (or medium, or some such) that could not foresee her own future!'
And I watched it....it was ME....an actress, of course - but it was ME...my life - things I had never told anyone and also it showed me just how much
I hid from myself - not wanting to sleep at night because of dreams and visions..etc.. And how I had had this incredible amount of RAGE in me …not
hate but RAGE… I was shocked! I could not deny it – I was shocked that I HAD been denying such a monster too big to fight. That is the dragon, I
Then SUDDENLY they were talking about 'her' childhood....they showed a family picture....it was that Christmas photo with the cowboy!
Except there was also a sister to his right and on the couch to the far right was a mother....kind of like in 'back to the future' where the photo
fades out Marty McFly as his window for returning gets narrower and narrower...only I had seen only the incomplete picture...but on TV was the
And I am adopted. I do not know who gave me up....I am not upset about it - my parents were the BEST...but I don't know...
It still blows my mind, thinking about it...That crystal ball told me of this year - these days - and I'm starting to understand the boat image as
I have a brother in soul (my husband Scott whose paternal side has a legitimate triple claim to the throne of David through King Josiah!)
brother in Spirit (which is som who channels through ET – the son of man! The ‘bridegroom’ and who is also my husband on the spiritual
level…Michael the Archangel! The Dragon who was ‘death’ or Satan. Now Satan is AzAzel
me and me I am the wandering 'cain'
live goat + the dead goat given to sacrifice – goat
Arizona (born in last age = the meteor crater!) + Arizona (born in this age) + El
Az Az El
And so, I held on to Scott (my flesh as the primordial ‘eve’ split from the ‘atom’ bomb) and Michael held on to me…and only Michael knew of
Scott (Spirit knows all things and soul only knows psychic)…we were the left over seed from the last cataclysm…flesh, soul, and body...only death
remained knowing of its job – one job – save the lost sheep IS REAL.
Something like that…it isn’t as clear but it will come in full over time, it gives me a .ache!