It’s been a while since I’ve been able to clear my schedule enough to write for you, my client-friends. My life is settled enough now to get back to contact with you on a regular basis.
In November, I moved from Las Vegas, Nevada where I’d lived for almost seven years. Spirit had told me when that trek began that it was for career and to “toughen me up.” My writing and acting career bloomed there. As most of you know, I wrote my Astroblog column for Fun & Fit Magazine for six years, and reviewed many of the shows and movie premiers.
But Vegas is not a place for emotional sissies like me. Though there are many really super nice people in Nevada, there are also a very huge amount of people that display the kind of behavior that kept the Jerry Springer Show on the air for a lot of years. I became reclusive rather than deal with having to feel their horrible inner feelings, or deal with the radical personalities – which I do as an empath.
When I started feeling that I had become hard as a rock in the early part of the year, I started begging Spirit to get me out of there. My soul was bleeding. There just weren’t the cushy, huggy throngs of people sharing kindness, love and hugs as I adore. I filled myself up with a lot of comedy shows, acting and improvisation classes, and the Las Vegas Writers Group, Film & Television Artists of Nevada, and Nevada Film Alliance. In August, Spirit told me I was released.
I’d put in an order to be placed by the universe where I would heal and have the energy around me to return to a higher vibration. San Clemente, California was my first choice since it had been my home state for about twenty-five years. Most of my long-term friends are in CA; I raised my children there. The answer that I got back from Spirit moved me instead to Austin, Texas, for what they called “an adventure and a shortcut to something else” (that is between me and them). I’m assuming that means Austin is not where I end up the rest of my life. So we begin my adventure now which started with my GPS flipping out over directions since most of the roads here have two names. I also almost drove right into a tree in the middle of a road. I’m serious: The tree is in between the two lanes of the road. (Photo to follow.) Spirit just cracks me up when they decide to entertain me.
One of Lindy’s “asides: For you newcomers, Spirit and the words “we” or “they” is my word for God and includes my unseen friends, passed over people or ghosts, angels, archangels, cherubim and seraphin, guides and extra-terrestrial buddies, voices in my head, and all the other good feeling beings – whatever you want to call them. Like in holy Spirit or everything that exists.
As I sat here thinking about my post for the upcoming 2010 year, the words “The Year of Revolution” replaced what I thought I was going to write. That might seem to be a pretty radical phrase to anyone just dropping in that hasn’t experienced my work, my “channeling” style. They could be talking about the overthrow of the government or something like that. However, though I don’t like to look at terror and things like that, sometimes it is unavoidable – as it was for me when I saw the bombings on September 11 over and over again in the year prior to its happening. Is that what they might mean by “revolution”?
Hmm. I know that the members of Congress are all up for re election this year so that might be a part of it. Also, people are not happy about the Health Plan that just passed this week since it just increases the power of insurance companies instead of reducing the costs of medical care and medicines, which is what we really need. But after channeling universal information most of my life, I know the words I am given always have many layers of meaning. I’ll be contemplating the meaning, listening for their guidance and insights and will post here as often as possible so that we are enlightened and as a result do not succumb to that horrible emotion called fear. Feel free to write me your comments at: lindybaker@rocketmail.com
Think and act in love so that you manifest the best for yourself.
Wishing you the very best of everything, Lindy