Dream Visits, ADHD and Greedy Readers!

It is so cold here -- so fricken cold! My son and I were bundled up so tight in the way to school this morning. This evening we're supposed to go downtown to see Santa. This will probably be the last year we'll do this as most of his friends don't believe in Santa - I'm just hoping to have it last a bit longer. Last year when we went down town he was yelling his heart out to have Santa say hi to him (he walked right in front of us) but Santa never did. He was so heartbroken. I tried to tell him that Santa hears everyone - even if he can't respond to all. That seemed to make it okay. But just the hurt look on his little face.....

Did I tell you that his doctor said he was ADHD? And wanted to shove (of course) a bunch of drugs down his throat? The doctor and I argued about the meds for awhile - he wrote a prescription and I threw it out on the way to my car. I'm not sticking my kid on meds - I flat out refuse. I watch his behavior and know what sets him off - when something happens I change things. For example - he's really into Xena (yes, the Warrior Princess) now. We watch it at dinner time. But last week I allowed him to watch it 2x before school. I found out that those days at school he was too wound up and ended up on blue (color scale - green, yellow, blue , and red ). So - no more Xena before school (along with no x-box and computer). And - he went back to being on green and a yellow.

The teacher is supposed to be giving me weekly update - but of course she isn't. However, my son is being a big boy and telling me what's going on.

I have no idea where this week went. No clue. I can't believe it's Friday.

The spiritual show treatment is done - as far as it stands now it's good to go. So this weekend it's horror flick time. Man, I'm such a wimp. I have some scripts to read, to get a feel for horror, and then the outline to do. All to be done during the day. I probably will never go and see any of my horror flicks - not a one. So when you go to see a horror flick - what scares you the most? The blood and gore - or the mental drama? I'd like to write a flick that really @ucks with your mind. More mind messing up and less blood.

The whole movie - TV scripts is basically on hold until after the Sundance film festival in Jan. No more headway can really be made on anything until next year.

Of course - maybe I would really like to work on the OBE sex book this weekend. I wonder if I can split my days into doing both?

I had a really funky dream the other night. My son and I were in this huge house - I mean it was pretty big. And it was our house. There were construction workers all over the place - updating it. I was on the second floor - in the kitchen (there was a kitchen on each of the 2 floors - connected by a back staircase and a dummy waiter). It was all stainless steel - so nice. I thought to myself - I wonder how my son is doing - playing with all of the hidden doors and secret passages. Sean (he would be the new guy mentioned in the last entry) was on my mind. I was having a hard time trying to figure out if he was here in the house with us or was he in the dream visit that just ended? It was really bugging me. As I was going to go see if he was around - someone wanted me to come over to this huge loft (which at one time was the ballroom) that overlooked the Great Room. This was to be my office. We had to plan out where everything was going to go so that I had the correct electrical plugs and so forth.

Next thing I knew, I was looking for Sean, but I was now outside. My son was on the back patio. I glanced over to my right and saw this big red tent - inside was a blow up bouncy ball set that kids and adults alike can go in - bounce around and dive into the balls. I thought to myself that I'd like to get Sean in there and bounce around with him - lol. I looked up in the sky and I saw the moon (it was day light out), a large bright star up diagonal from the moon, and under the moon a planet that look liked Earth. But I knew I was on Earth - so I couldn't figure out why I was looking at it. I called to my son to hurry up and come here - I wanted to show him this formation. As he was running towards me, the "Earth" moved counter clockwise to the 15 min position and stopped. We just stood there going -- wow.

I never did find Sean. Which - BTW - he has let me put his name in here - hence why the poor guy has dropped the "new guy" label. Another week until we meet - I'm looking forward to it. We have a lot in common. Had a little more OBE fun yesterday.

You know - I get so many emails and hits on my OBE sex blog. People want to know more about this - crave info. I still want to do a radio show with a OBE sex theme - but I can't wrap my head around what it's going to cover. Any thoughts?

I was not one of the winners of the Start Up Nation contest :( Didn't even place. But at least my little meter said I was hot:) Thanks to all who voted for me.

Indy is still here driving the cats crazy. I have to laugh -- he really has had the last chuckle with these felines.

I've been thinking about about going on Keen & LivePerson - I should say carving out the time for it. Why? Because I am looking through what they are changing and damn! Some are $4.99, other's $9.33 and even other's $20 -- that's a fricken minute! Talk about doing it for the money and not to actually help people. Boils my blood it does. Hell - at $1.99 or $2.33 like I charge I think it's a lot.

Better head back to work -- have a great weekend.

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie :)

Bill, Vincent And Someone New!

Interesting turn of events the last 48 hours. No - none of my scripts have been bought. But I did meet someone. This past Wednesday when I was on the Maria Show show - she had mention that for the next ten days was an excellent time for Taurus's to meet someone new or to progress with anyone whom they already met. Well I met a man online back in October. He knew basically what I did for a living - but not all of it. Over the last two days, he has been well versed in what I do and has spent a lot of time reading both this blog and the OBE sex one. And he hasn't run away. In fact, his curiosity is peaked. So we'll see what happens. It's just nice to finally meet someone who I'm attracted to and they "get" me. I honestly believe that this has never happened. But any ways - I was rather surprised at how easy it was to roll with the conversation once I lowered my defenses. Wouldn't you know it - he's a Scorpio - the sex sign of the zodiac. How fitting is that? He's also very creative and has a host of psychic/healing gifts that he hasn't uncovered yet. And no - he doesn't live here in Wooster (what were you thinking - seriously) but he is in Ohio.

I tried an OBE sex experiment on him and he reciprocated later on. I of course, I chatted about it in the OBE blog. It's also very nice to have found someone who can give me almost instant feedback on OBE sex techniques.

Also - Bill popped back up in dream time. I had expected Ted. In fact - I remember a glimpse of him last night - but that's it. Bill though, his dream visit is very vivid. We, of course, were in a crowded place. But this time the crowd was off to the right. Bill sat at a table with a young boy - both had tears in their eyes, but didn't cry. I could hear off in the distance that they were talking about Bill's mom and she had just passed away (in the waking world she is very much alive). His blood shot blue eyes could of burned a hole through me - he looked at me with such an intensity.

He suddenly gets up from the table, takes his shirt off, and starts to throw things into a tall moving carton. Back and forth he goes from a pile to the box - just throwing things in. I walk up to him and tell him he'll be okay. I'm behind him, grab him by the shoulders and massage his shoulders and upper back. He is so tense - he allows me to do this for only a few minutes and says he has to get back to work. So there he goes again, throwing more stuff into that box. I'm trying to talk to him, but he won't listen. He's all wound up and rambling to himself.

Finally he stops - looks at me and said: I believe you -- about our connection. I just stared at him. He grabbed me, hugged me tight and said: I'm sorry it took me so long.

That dream visit stopped and I shifted to Vincent. He was on a bus, it was the middle of the night in NYC and he was eating spagettios straight from the can. I asked him why doesn't he get something better to eat - he can afford it. He replied that he doesn't have time. He's needed and he has to go. I asked him when was the last time he has a decent nights sleep. He shrugged. It doesn't matter - he said - I can't do what I want to do. But why not - I asked. Because too many people depend on me - he replied. I watched him get off at the next stopped. He looked so tired - like I've been just bone tired.

Over the weekend I have to work on a treatment for a reality spiritual show that my manager and I have been tossing around. It was mentioned in passing to someone now they would like to see a document with the idea on it. We'll see - it's a good idea if I do say so myself. So the OBE sex book will get pushed again if I can't finish the treatment today.

Back to work!

Have a good weekend!

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie :)

Hotel Rooms, Ted And Will!

I cannot believe how tired I am. Seriously. I'm so tired that I could sleep for 48 hours easy. My dream travels are really kicking my butt. I'm back to the hotel dreams. Remember I had those before my divorce? Well this signals another major change on the horizon. Last time the hotel rooms were crowed, small and in disarray. Now they are large suites, plush, with all the trimmings. I'm hoping this means my very long phase of being broke is over. I could use the shift - as I'm sure many of you could use as well.

The dreams too for the last couple of nights, I would wake up and it would still feel like was floating about in the dreamscape. I don't know how to describe it really - I would wake up, but it didn't feel like I woke up. Almost like waking up in dream that was still a dream. But I could see what was going on in my room in real time.

BT was received well by my manager's boss. I had some minor things to change but that was it. Now it's off to make its rounds in Tinsel Town. Fingers crossed. No new words on Dreamers or GG as of now. Again - sometimes no news is good news.

I'm going to be kicking the OBE sex book into high gear this weekend. I've cleared the whole weekend to work on that and my yard. My yard has some serious leaves on it. I'm looking foreword to jumping in to the OBE book - my guide Robert is very eager to see that it is done. He has been hanging out lately throwing "Obe" in my face (so to speak) so that I get with the program. He and Ethan are very happy that the BT is done. In fact, Ethan let out a side of relief. I asked him if he'll be around more often and he said - no. But he's always near by if I want to chat.

So I asked Andrew, since he mentioned that having BT done would help things along with Vincent - has anything changed. His reply was that things are moving behind the scenes. If Vincent would wake up to the signs that are right in front of his face and now wait for a nuclear meltdown to realize what was going on - things would move faster. But it seems that he is a stubborn soul (gee - what a surprise) but he will come around . Just like with Will - you (as in me) will be put in front of them until they do something about it - even if it's friendship or a business partnership. Something will have to be done. But - Andrew says - in Vincent case, he won't be able to rest until a romantic relationship ensues between the two of us.

My only reply was - ok, just wanted to know if things were moving. I guess they are:)

Will surprised me today - I wrote about it in the OBE blog. It was nice to feel his energy so close again.

Ted's back --I can feel him. I'm sure something will come of this over the next couple of days. I sure hope he ditched that bitch of a wife. I don't say something normally so horrible about a person I haven't physically met - but her energy is heavy and just pure yuck. I hope he actually visits soon.

Better get back to work!

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie ;)

Sex On The Brain, A Plan And A Killer Headache!

I finished Black Triangle over the weekend - YAY ME! It is pretty darn good if you ask me - of course I'm a bit biased:) But it is pretty good. My manager liked it -- and now her boss is reading it. Fingers crossed he likes it too. Next up - the OBE book - I so want to get this done. Or at least get it to a point where I'm comfortable enough to send it to a publisher to see if they'll take it. I like publishing my own - but it takes my focus off of things - ya know? So I'd rather just write and let someone else handle everything else.

So yes, now I'm OBE book focused. This was pretty apparent after I awoke from my dream sex with Vincent last night. It's been pretty much all sex thought - all day...from the Instant Turn-On in the podcast to the Nipple Stimulation Oil and finally the OBE Sex entry. I think someone needs to throw me in a tub of ice water - Ha Ha! I'll be okay -- at least I've been productive.

The weekend brought more visits from Indy scaring the crap out of the cats. I so know he is just loving that. I had to ask him to chill though as Trouble was spraying everything - probably hoping to hit Indy. Damn cat. Brodie hurt his leg - lord knows what he did. He favored it all day yesterday and still is today. I just hope it's just a boo boo and not something more serious.

Spirits are still very much here with my Grams T by my side today. I can smell her rose soap so clearly that if I closed my eyes I'd swear I was back in her bathroom.

My mood is certainly different from the frustration of last Monday. I'm so determined to get the hell out of Wooster - it's a top priory to do so - 2009 is my year to move. I'm setting out to be as well known as Sylvia Browne or Doreen Virtue. I figure the more people know about me - the more people I can help. Of course that means the more money I make - but that only means I can open up the non-profits I've always wanted to: no kill animal shelter, retirement zone for zoo and/or circus animals, soup kitchen/food bank and a place where single parents can go for help and support. That's all to start. I want to do more from there. The more money I make - the more I can help. It's just as simple as that.

To be that well known means stepping all the way out of my comfort zone and slamming the door shut. It's scary -- but also very exciting at the same time.

My plan does all begin with the OBE sex book - and 2009 in person workshops. I don't know - how many workshops do you think I should do? 3? 4? Where at? LA, NYC, Columbus, Austin, Chicago and New Orleans? Of course that's 7, isn't it? And I'm thinking a weekend Sat/Sun workshop would work. Any suggestions I'd love to hear them.

Energy wise - I've had many visitors the last several days. Vincent, Will, Bill, Ted, George -- Paul has been right here and so has Andrew. It's been pretty crowed in the Allie energy field - but it also has felt pretty darn good. With everyone "right there" - I've had a ton of flash visions: Me chasing Vincent- tacking him and trying to get something out of his hand.....Ted looking at me with this shit-ass grin that makes my knees weak.....Bill and I doing what? But pouring over a ton of books. He's talking with his hands a lot - so whatever we're doing, he's loving it...Will and my son hanging out at my house eating dinner and last - George and I watching a TV and making a bunch of comments about what we see.

There's many more visions - they come and go so fast that it's hard to grasp hold of them. I have other ones with Vincent, my son and I at Central Park - or out getting a pizza. Will and I fighting over something, me trying to sober Ted up and me telling Bill to get off his high horse. LOL. It seems like I have an express train flying full force and it's heading to my station -- I'm there with a suitcase in hand.

Now the above I wrote this afternoon. It's now almost 10:00 pm. Around 6:30 I was blindsided by a horrible headache and nothing is working on making it go away. If you look at my eyes it would look like I had been smoking some real kicking weed - which I can assure you that I haven't. It's one of those - hey change is coming - headaches. And although I would like to write more - it's really killing me. Maybe I'm supposed to be in bed dreaming....

...Away I go!

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie :)

Indy, My Son And BT!

My son was so funny last night - I had to keep waking him up (at his insistence) to let him know when the votes changed for Obama or McCain. He was one happy camper (and so was I) when I told him who won.

Indy's pitter pattering continue here at the Allie household - and not only do my son and I hear it - but so do the people who stop over. It's nice to know he's right here keeping an eye on us. Too bad he can't tell Brodie when someone is approaching - Indy was the ears of the dog operation (while Brodie is the muscle). Indy would let Brodie know when someone was a mile or so away and start barking. Now you almost have to be on top of Brodie to have him hear you.

Brodie's congestion is still there and it hasn't gotten worse. Samantha's tooth on the other hand has - and I'm not sure how much longer the antibiotics will work until her body became immune to them. Let's hope it's awhile.

I woke up with an urgency to finish BT. So that's what I'm aiming to do this week. As you know - when I'm in super write mode - the blogs and the column usually lack updates. So don't be surprised if you don't hear from me until Monday.

Still really no sleep - still plenty of headaches. Looking forward to when this shift occurs so I can get some much needed snooze time! Maybe the shift will happen when BT is done? Still no word on my other shows - sometimes no news is good news.

And on that note I have to run. Having lunch with my son at school- and then it's back again later for parent-teacher conferences. Fingers crossed his teacher says good things about him!

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie :)

Spirits R Us, Busy Dreams And Major Frustration!

I'm not really excited about much right now - and for me - that's off. I don't think I'm depressed - usually when that happens I can't get a dang thing done and I have been working through my list. But it feels like that is what my life is - a series of lists to get done. I don't have fun - I mean really -my life has zero fun in it. I really need to change that, but I'm not sure how. It's not like Wooster is a happening town. And I can honestly say that I do not have one friend in this town - not one. I don't think I have one in all of Wayne county. That's sad, isn't it? SIGH. My closest two friends are over a half an hour away - both married with children and have very busy lives. My other single friends live over an hour away - so going out with them usually means spending the night and that is a hassle with my son and animals. So just one person in Wooster to go do things would be nice. Of course hoping on a plane and going to NYC sounds fabo too.

God I need out of this town.

I feel very boxed in and it's frustrating. This is probably because of that astrological phases that has something to do with Uranus that Maria Shaw said everyone from 1960 - 1973 is going through right now and it is set to peak tomorrow the 4th - with another peek at the start of 2009 and then towards the end of 2009. Grrr..I hate feeling like this...I just hope it doesn't feel as confining after this peek passes tomorrow.

Of course it didn't help me today that I had to go get Indy's ashes. I held it together until one of the workers put their arm around me and said sorry for your loss. DAMN. I sat in my car, in my garage for about 30 min when I got home. I get out and Raisin is sitting there just looking at me - like what in the hell are you doing? My son being the 8 year old he is wants to open up the tin and feel Indy's ashes.

Trick or treat was interesting on Friday. The streets were packed with kids and many houses were handing out candy which was a huge change from last year. My son was dressed as an Army guy and he had a ball. Earlier in the day I went to his Halloween party at school to help out. Had a cute clown (as in one of the kids parents dressed up as a clown) flirting with me. It was cute. And no - I didn't ask him for his phone number or offer him mine.

Oh - don't forget to vote tomorrow if you're in the states. The polls may be very busy - but your vote is still very important.

You know what the one positive thing is about feeling stuck? That I know I'll break through (eventually) and that is such a kick ass feeling to look forward to.

I have a been contemplating some things lately - although I wouldn't have a clue on how to fit everything in:

1) Weekly live radio show - something on BlogTalkRadio until an actual station wants to hire me. With this - I would need a co host. And no - I have no one in mind as of now.
2) Making my own line of gypsy perfumes - call it Gypsy Girl - fun, festive and mysteries scents.
3) Making my own line of gypsy ointments & remedies - based on gram's recipes and some of mine own. call it Allie's Alternatives (sound familiar KS?)

In part of my reading from Joann - she said that I had a healing side (which we all know) that is just dying to get though. She doesn't see me strictly with energy work, but working with herbs, oils and stones/crystals. And if you remember any of my previous visions with my healing center - that was exactly what I was doing. In the mean time I've had 2 separate people comment about me making perfumes and even more mention about the gypsy ointments, creams, etc...

But I also know that I can't spread myself too thin. So after I finish BLACK TRIANGLE, I'm going back to work on the OBE Sex book to get that done and published (I hope) by Valentines day - then we'll see about everything else - all depends where I'm at at the start of 2009.

I know one place I want to be - and that is giving OBE sex workshops - maybe 4 a year: Columbus OH, NYC, LA and either NOLA, Austin TX or Chicago. Robert, my guide, has been hammering at me today because I am not where I'm supposed to be with this -- and Andrew says I'm behind all together but not to worry because something will jolt me into freakish speed mode (whatever the heck that means) and all will be done. Has anyone here put together an in person workshop - maybe a weekend workshop - who can give me some tips on how to do just that?

Before I forget to mention it - Maria Shaw is in Venice/Greece right now so I will not be on the show this Wed. I'm sure we'll have plenty to gab about once she's back next week.

Both my son and I have been hearing Indy around the house tonight. His little whine or the pitter patter of his feet as they crossed the hardwood floors. Plus my Gram P (Dorothy form the séance) is also here - I smelled her White Rain hairspray in my bedroom -- and there was a man's cologne I couldn't place. Seems like this is a spirits stopping point this evening. I hope they let me sleep - I'm so tired.

And I'm that tired from my dreams being overactive. I mean - wow - active. And of course I have not been following my own advice and writing things down. I wake up - I swear - once every 90 min and all I want to do is to roll over and go back to sleep - which I do. A good chunk of the dreams are with Vincent - but I remember glimpses of Bill in other and Will in still other visit. Remembering the dreams is like I have a word on the tip of my tongue and I just can't remember what it is.

Which brings me to knowing I have to do something -but not knowing what it is. Which I do believe adds to the frustration I was talking about earlier. It's like I have to do this something in order to step into the flow of my life - but I don't know what it is that I have to do. I'm hoping that it eventually becomes obvious to me. Maybe it's BT or the OBE book? But I have no idea what - maybe even it's not something I have to do, but a last domino that has to fall in order for me to be in my fated flow. As a psychic you'd think I'd be able to figure things out - but it just doesn't work that way. Kind of like the way in CHARMED the sisters couldn't use their gifts for selfish means - it's like that. I can use my psychic self for others, but for myself when I try the message gets muddled. Which is probably why I like confirmations. Any ways - I can feel that last piece -- just hanging there.

I need to get my shower and go to bed -- I really need to sleep tonight.

Crystal Sunshine!
Allie :)

Vincent Rambles #3

Allie rambles about Vincent and his connection to her past life regression and the weekend at the Maria Shaw Cosmic Convention.



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