Category: Passing


It’s been forever since I’ve written anything here, thoughts have been coming in and out for sure, just not making it to the page.  A lot has gone on in the last month.  I’ll go into that later at some point…but specifically in the past 15 hours I’ve had a proverbial Psychic “shot in the arm”.  So if this writing is a little rusty, I’m trying to just get back into it, so forgive me if this is a bumpy ride…

Long Island Medium started again last night which I sat down and watched some of with my daughter after an exhausting Mother’s Day (hope all you Moms out there had a great day!)  It gave me a couple of different boosts…While watching the show I’m picking up my own cues from the person being read.  I enjoy watching LIM for that reason, it’s kind of like an opportunity to read, without any kind of pressure (that I place on myself) during a reading to “say the right thing”.  Not that I ever know what that is anyway.  Usually “the right thing” is the kookiest thing that could possibly come out of my mouth!

Case in point.

Last night I had a very vivid dream – that included a sink and my favorite Beastie Boy.  And (in the dream) that Beastie Boy’s cousin.  Upon waking, someone’s face/name popped into my head.  In my world, this only means one thing.  I’ve got a phone call to make.  A very weird phone call.

(And no, my psychic phone is not a red rotary phone,

but I like this picture much more than a boring old Iphone sitting on the counter.  It makes me laugh)

So before saying anything else, I’ve got to say this.  Yes, it’s weird.  It’s uncomfortable. It’s not something I want to do, call someone and say…”Uh, Hey, UM…What’s up, yea, I had this dream that I’m supposed to tell you about…” – Luckily this is someone who knows me “psychically”  – which it sounds like it would, but it doesn’t really make it any easier.  Even as a psychic, I second guess myself.  I say, “Yea, that’s crazy – I’m not going to say that!”   but like I tell EVERYBODY ELSE, you can’t judge it.  Judging it pushes it away.  Second guessing it, nope, can’t do it.  Maybe it’s not for you to get.  In my case, it’s never for me to get.  It’s for the receiver.  I’m just the messenger.  I will say it’s easier for me to give a message to someone who has actually COME TO ME for information, more than someone I  just out of the blue have to call on a Monday.

But here’s the kicker.  The information made sense to the person it was meant for.  And it addressed a question.  The sink was almost thrown in there for me, as a validation.   And THAT’S Pretty Freakin’ Awesome.  So what does this mean for you?  This cryptic story about dreams and not second guessing yourself?  It means if you have a feeling that you need to share something, share it.  If you see an opportunity, take it.  Even if it feels absolutely crazy.

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Today is a terribly sad day for me, and most of the people in my community.  We lost a dear friend, sister, co-conspirator, hand holder, inspirer.  For me, a fellow Soccer Mom.  A wonderful smile and contagious laugh.  A cozy place to plop down and sit for a minute and shoot the breeze if she was in her office when I popped in.  It was time for her to go back home.  My heart hurts not for her, but for her family, and everyone she touched with her AMAZING smile.  My heart ACHES  for us today.  Christine, my gorgeous sassy friend, I am missing you today.

Christine had Cancer.  And since her passing I’ve heard a few people saying, “She lost her fight with cancer.”  And this makes me really, REALLY mad.  No way, Christine never lost a fight with ANYTHING.  Maybe conceded, or let the other person “think” they won maybe – sure, maybe.  But LOSE a fight?  Now way.

I’ve heard people say that – She lost her fight with cancer, or oh, he finally lost his battle with cancer.  WHY WOULD YOU SAY THIS?  I’ve never understood it.  Why would you lessen what that person went through, what their families have gone through and will continue to endure?  To say they “LOST THE FIGHT”.  NO WAY, SCREW THAT!!!!!!!!!!!

Christine didn’t lose.  Christine didn’t give up, or lose a battle.  With cancer, you don’t have a choice.  It does what it does and you don’t really get a say.  Yes, some people survive, but it’s not because they fought any harder than anyone else, it’s what was in their cards.

So please, PLEASE stop saying people “lost” their fight with cancer.”   If you need to think something lost and something won – in reality the Soul lost the fight with the Body.  The pull from Heaven or Spirit, or the Divine or the One was too great, and the Soul went home.  For me, this is the only fight I will accept.

In MY book, NO ONE LOSES THE FIGHT WITH CANCER.  

An amazing reunion happened yesterday, Someone many, many people love, cherished, honored and was continuously inspired by – A FIGHTER – went home yesterday.  Christine, thank you for sharing yourself with me.  Thank you for sharing yourself with Everyone at Pleasant Hill Elementary – for loving EVERY child that walked through that door, for making their transition into school days easier – including my own two.  For this I cherish you.  For the laughs we shared, I cherish you.  Even when you were the one there diverting the tardy kids into the office for late slips (many of which my kids received) with your arms open wide, with a smile to match it – “Into the office, Baby – Why you late today?  Mama oversleep again?” and that wink, that laugh, then a hug for me – you were always loving and kind.  I am blessed and happy to say I knew you.  I love you and miss you, my dear, dear friend.  We all do.

So it’s a big day, New Year’s Eve – a great day, end of the year, on the verge of the new – also my 15th Wedding Anniversary.  So it’s a pretty big day.  And I’m chewing on a few things, some new, some old, and I invite you to chill with me for a sec and reflect.  Oh yea, and I want to tell you how amazing you are – got your attention?

This has been a pinnacle year for me.  It’s my first year on the blog – which started in January – so a full year of writing.  This alone is a huge personal accomplishment.  My kids program (www.iprojectconfidence.com) which I am hugely proud of, is working in schools and the community.  The two sides of who I am are merging together.  I feel like I’ve finally let all the guards down and started being ME.  I’ve started putting myself out there, and connecting with others that are doing the same.  I made a decision about mid year – that I would only allow amazing people into my life.  Period.  And you know what happened?  That’s who’s come to me.  From all over, and I mean ALL over.  And it all started on the blog.  So WORDPRESS, a huge shout out, and props and all that.  I couldn’t have done it without you.

SO some of you may be thinking, ONLY AMAZING PEOPLE?  Well, who do you think you are?  Here’s your answer.

I’M AMAZING..  AND SO ARE YOU – That’s what I’m here saying today.  We are all connected, we are all amazing.  if you are hiding your light, WHY?

LET GO OF MEDIOCRE. PERIOD.  It does not serve you.  So, now this takes me into something else, which created some discomfort for me yesterday, but I’m going with it and I hope you’ll stick with me to the end.  I’ve been accused recently of being a Liberal.  Which actually I’m not.  Because I see the words in the sense that they are thrown around lately – LIBERAL and CONSERVATIVE as ugly words, mudslinging words meant to sting, or irritate, or whatever.  I’m not on board with it.  I’m actually really over it.  My DEAR old Friend Shannon gave me the opportunity to look at this and shine a light on it – for that I am grateful, why I am so over this bickering back and forth especially here, in the US.

SO this is what I’ve got.  I’m not a liberal.  I’m a Child Advocate.  I’m a CASA.  I get to spend time with a child that is in the system, I go to court and I STAND for that child.  I STAND.  I am part of a network of people that are getting up and STANDING.  In all kinds of places.  People that are getting up and living a passion.  And not just CASA’s.  I am meeting Writers, and Educators, and Administrators, Clairvoyants, Speakers, filmmakers, Chefs.  I’m meeting REGULAR people doing EXTRAORDINARY THINGS.  People that are STANDING.  People that are AMAZING.  That are looking around them and saying, this isn’t enough.  I can do better.  AND I’m meeting more and more every day.  We are connecting.  Here on the blog, in Restaurants, in Schools, in Homes.  We are coming together.  And this is just this year.  So much has happened this year, I am in AWE – and AWE isn’t even a big enough word.  I am honored to be a part of this wonderful thing – and to have been given a voice in this forum to promote it.

Recently a new (an, familiarly old at the same time) friend- David told me “you are a thousand people in one”.  I took that as an amazing compliment – but also recognized, it is amazingly tiring.  So, I am going to do some slowing down this next year, and know that I don’t have to do everything all the time.  If I am doing everything, I may be taking an opportunity away from someone else to shine.  So, I’m going to take a little time to smell the roses (and hopefully the Carbona – in person at Landmarc…in NY) in the very near future…

This has been a year of Pinnacles, as I said.  Starting the blog.  Starting the Traveling Psychic Supper Club. Having the dinner that I thought was the Pinnacle at the Driskill – that lead to so much more than I ever could have imagined.  AND having a BLAST along the way.  I don’t have goals, I have Pinnacles, I reach one, then see another.  And I have the faith to know I will reach it, with no fear.  This is what this looks like, this is STANDING.  So if you have been waiting for a formal invitation – here it is.  I am reaching out my hand to you – with love, because you are amazing too.  And I am asking you – will you STAND TOO?

Happy New Year everyone.  From Outside Austin, Texas

Something else coming.  This is what I keep getting over and over.  Third. Trifecta. Trinity.

Ok I am being told to put this in here AT THE TOP SO PEOPLE WILL READ IT.  SO PLEASE FREAKIN’ READ THIS – and then read the rest.

LAY DOWN THIS GUN CONTROL FIGHT.  NO MATTER WHICH SIDE YOU ARE ON.  The FIGHTING is FEEDING SOMETHING.  Something we don’t want.  I keep seeing the “negative” as the Grinch.  Standing there smirking, saying,

“YES, YES, FIGHT”

This fight over guns reminds me of the Native American Story about TWO WOLVES -which I grabbed from this pretty amazing site: http://www.dennydavis.net/poemfiles/native.htm

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Two Wolves

An old Cherokee told his grandson that a battle that goes on inside each us. The battle is between two ‘wolves’. One ‘wolf’ is Evil. It has anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego. The other ‘wolf’ is Good. It has joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith.”

The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather: “Which wolf wins?”

The old Cherokee simply replied, “The one you feed.”

I ask you to consider, if you are fighting, which one are you feeding?  I’m not interested in getting into politics – and this isn’t about politics anyway.  It’s a simple question with a simple answer  – WHICH ONE DO YOU FEED?

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THREE OF SWORDS

UGH.  While receiving today, I thought, maybe I am just driving myself crazy with this.  I’m going to take a break here in a few but wanted to share this:  I consulted the Tarot Deck which I have only recently started to learn, and use as a tool – similar to how I used the Doreen Virtue Angel Deck.

I did a quick reading basing thought on Adam Lanza and received what I imagined I would, the reading included the Seven of Swords – a thief, and Inverted Fool, a confused individual.  I wish I had photographed the reading but I didn’t.  I can’t remember anything else about it.

But then I did a one card pull regarding this feeling that there is a third event.  This is the card I got:

three of swords

This is my answer.  Three swords inserted in to a heart.  Sorrow and pain.  Tears fall like rain in the back.  The card is INVERTED, so this is the description of the Upright Three of Swords – as taken from READING TAROT CARDS – by Susan Hansson the book that accompanies the Palladini Deck.  These are from her writings – Susan is a dear friend of mine, so I hope she doesn’t mind…

Three of Swords:  Upright: Heartache and Sorrow.  Tears and Anguish.  Forced separations, loss of love or loved ones.  loneliness.  Emotional Upheaval.  Difficult trying time.  Intense Emotional Pain or Scars.  Betrayals.  Disappointment in Love.

These are the meanings of the INVERTED or REVERSED card.  Sorrow to a lesser degree.  Confusion, Possible danger of position being compromised.  Disorder.  Broken Promises.  Quarreling, Conflict, War.

Even though the reversed card is to a lesser degree, it’s still denoting pain and sorrow.

After reading this I took a short break to peel eggs for deviled eggs that I was going to take to a party I’m not going to make it to.  While I was doing that I KEPT getting:  a feeling of agitation.  A disappointment.  I heard “They are already forgetting”.  and “This can still be avoided.”  Almost coming from two different places, one of good the other…a place desiring pain.  The Angel and Devil on the shoulder almost.

So this is what I take from the reading and what I received after.  We must continue to hold Connecticut in our hearts.  We cannot go back to our everyday lives and forget.  This doesn’t mean wallow in the pain, it means let it change us for good.  Let us carry it to our own families to bond us together.  There is one “side” that wants Chaos and destruction, another that wants peace and love.   Please no one start talking to me about devils here – it’s not a red man with a pitchfork, it’s the collective consciousness.  Telling us, well, you asked for this.  All of this worry and focus on 2012 has brought this to us.  Mayan’s started what you now can finish – you decide the way.  The Mayan’s played their part with that damn calendar that so many people put validity in and now we are living the outcome.  So Sandy Hooks happens and people say, “WHY>>> How did this tragedy happen???”

So that is the Negative talking, right?  Here is Light’s response:  Continue to hold space.  Continue to do whatever it is you do, the best way you know how.  PRAY.  Comfort.  Support.  LOVE.  Families KEEP that bond that this tragedy has afforded us.  Strengthen it and grow it.

Be the WHOS and SING.

whos singing

 

I see the Grinch smirking.  But Remember what happened at the end?

We can do this.

THE GRINCH’S HEART GREW TO THREE TIMES IT’S SIZE…

SO – I am reaching out to anyone who walks in light.  Light workers, Energy workers, Indigos, our Stars and Crystals.  If you practice DEEKSHA – YOU TOO.  Let’s get the word out to the Deeksha Community right away. WHATEVER RELIGION YOU FOLLOW OR DON’T FOLLOW – This means you too.

Whatever this third thing is, can be avoided.

It just takes strength, love and light.  In the case that it happens anyway – so be it.  We will just have to stand where we are and continue to hold space – keeping our umbrellas open.  Whatever the result all things happen in perfect time.  Let’s put what we have out there and have faith in the best.

Please join me in broadcasting LOVE AND LIGHT.  No matter who you are if you stop here I ask you to leave a comment that simply says LOVE.  Then tell someone about what we need to do.  Thank you to anyone who response, in advance.

I received this email recently and when I went to respond directly to the writer, I got a mailer daemon.  So I thought I would respond here on the blog, since I think this is information for us all.  Please read on…from Reader A.
Hi Deborah
 I was just reading over your blog and found it very interesting.  I am so sorry you have to see those glimpses of events, it sure does sound like torture.  I don’t know if you have any mediumistic abilities or know anyone who does, but I have been feeling increasing anxiety over those souls who were lost in the CT shooting.  I am so worried that these people won’t realize they were killed or even worse that the spirit of the shooter could still be holding them there.  I really hope these adults and children all made their way safely into the light.  I wish there was some way to know for sure.  This was my idea to help.  I certainly hope these victims are not still suffering, even after the death of their physical bodies.
Reader A.
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I have received many messages and emails like this so I think it is looking to be addressed.
Please know I am not trying to upset anyone by this response, but only am relaying information I have received.
My thoughts and prayers continue to be with the families.  __________________________________________________________________________________________
My Response:
Thank you so much for taking the time to write.  Please don’t feel anxious for the souls that have past.  Although it may sound crazy, it was a part of their path, their parent’s path, and also amazingly the killer Adam Lanza’s path. They have played a role in a much bigger picture – to create an opportunity for love and connection across the planet.  I was talking to a friend yesterday and she said, “why did it have to be little kids??  Why did it have to be so terrible”  In response I heard the words – “It had to be so terrible to make people take notice.  To stop everyone, to make them pause to then come together.  It was the only way to get the world’s attention.”  and that made sense to me.  I know this is difficult for us to comprehend, it is even for me, but it’s true.
Know that the children and staff have crossed over perfectly.  Others were actually preparing for this on the other side.  Over there, this is a joyous occasion.  Hard to believe but it’s true.  They went home.  🙂  Heartbreaking for those of us left behind, especially the parents and families, but it’s part of a larger design.  And they are honored and loved everywhere because of it.
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I would like to encourage anyone with questions to ASK them here on the blog.  Or send them to me personally.  I am doing my part to help – and this blog is a big piece of that.  So please – if you have questions, ASK.  I will do my best to help.
Thank you for reading, and peace to all.  Let’s continue to send love and support to Connecticut, and around the world.
– Deborah

Hello Everyone,  Here are some pics and the original Idea – MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!  If you like, please leave a comment with your name and location in the world – people from all over are looking at this page – let’s keep the connection going!!  Thank you!!

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I wanted to share a simple completely free idea that came to me to honor everyone who lost their lives on Friday in Connecticut, and their families.
I am a MOM (my kids are now 11 and 14) – my family and I live outside of Austin in Leander, Texas. I woke up on Saturday and was looking at our tree, at all of the handmade ornaments my kids have made through the years and was overcome with sorrow for the parents whose trees hold those same ornaments – but in a split second the joy they felt when looking at them turned to something completely different and it broke my heart for them, again. One of the things that has haunted me about this tragedy is that it hit so close to Christmas, and that those kids wouldn’t be there in their homes with their families for that special day that kids look so forward to all year long.
Then something came to me.
Let’s invite them into ALL OF OUR HOMES THIS CHRISTMAS. Let’s make ornaments for them, put them on our OWN trees so WE can share Christmas with THEM. Let’s make them with our own children, as a way to connect and heal. To give something to someone else – their families – from right where we are in our own homes. LOVE.
What if each house had an ornament for one of the kids. Each tree. Everywhere.
SO I invite you to join me in making ornaments. Out of anything. Just take the time to sit down wherever you are, work, home, SCHOOL – This is a great project for teachers and districts to use as a tool to heal. Or at the very least, to honor. And somewhere on the front write a child or teacher’s name that was lost on Friday. Decorate it however you want…
But I’m not creative you say? Well – if that’s the case I’ve included this little poem that also “came” to me. After I wrote it, I noticed it was kind of in the shape of a Christmas Tree. Fitting. So Cut it out, write a name on give it a kiss or press it to your heart, and hang it on a tree.
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ONE
In Pain…LOVE
In Chaos…STILLNESS
In Lonliness…A HAND EXTENDED
In Heartbreak…A SONG
In Hopelessness…A HUG
In Despair…AN OPEN HEART
EXTENDS LOVE
EXTENDS LOVE
WE ARE ONE
The idea of ornaments for these children on trees in homes, in schools, in churches, on trees on the sides of the roads (we do that here in Austin, decorate trees all along the roads) is a big one, it’s HUGE! So I need your help. Let’s show the world our LOVE. Let’s show the Parents we love their kids too. I invite you to make your ornament then post a picture of it or even better you holding it to FACEBOOK. I would love to see nothing but pictures of ornaments in my feed…and please forward this email around to anyone and everyone! Let’s see how long it takes the WORLD to get involved. I thank anyone who helps make this small idea a BIG REALITY. Let’s show our LOVE and SUPPORT to the parents in Connecticut. We are with you, and we will share Christmas (or Hanukkah) with your Kids this year. And the ornaments we made will go in with my kids ornaments, to be put up again every year. In our house, we will never forget.
A group of friends and I got together last night to honor the victims and do this project. We laughed and cried, worked together in silence, then we shared our ornaments with each other and told the story behind it. It was an amazingly special time. I’ll post a video of last night later,  for now I just want to get this idea out and working.  PLEASE FEEL FREE TO COPY AND PASTE THIS INTO AN EMAIL AND FORWARD.  Let’s get LOVE out there!!!
LOVE TO ALL –
Deborah Antich
A MOM in Leander, Texas

Hello Everyone –

I have been receiving emails from around the planet.  I received one that opened something up for me, and I wanted to share my response here – If I get the go ahead from the sender, I will share the original email in comments below.  I invite you to KEEP sharing your personal experiences here – we are connected and meant to speak up – share our stories.  Thank you to everyone who has shared theirs.

Thank you so much for the wonderful email.  We share that connection of receiving information – and then having that overwhelming sick feeling when what we were seeing finally makes sense.  Ugh, I know that exact feeling in that exact moment.  I hope that is subsiding a bit today for you, as for me, I am seeing something amazing.
Those of us who “saw” or “felt” prior to the event – we are meant to be something like the pole that holds up a massive tent – that’s the best way of explaining – and funny, originally I saw an umbrella, then said that about the tent, and spirit said to me, NO – say an umbrella!  So, OK!  we are like the supporting pole of an umbrella – meant to stand up WHERE WE ARE and project love and light to hold up this huge web of supporting love for others.  That’s our jobs in this time.
I am also seeing something else – the part of How The Grinch Stole Christmas – when the Grinch steals the Who’s gifts and they sing anyway.  Their joy lifting up to grow the Grinch’s heart.
This is overwhelming to me.  A Love and Joy is growing that is expanding up and over the broken-hearted, love rising up through the cracks of pain and grief.  Holding those in pain with compassion.  Pulling them into ourselves and offering our own hearts to offer relief and comfort and expecting nothing in return.  Now I understand the umbrella.  We are each making the choice to open our own umbrellas one to cover another, opening here and there, all over, to create one large cover of love.  I ask you – please open your umbrella and let’s connect to get through this together.
ONE
In Pain…LOVE
In Chaos…STILLNESS
In Lonliness…A HAND EXTENDED
In Heartbreak…A SONG
In Hopelessness…A HUG
In Despair…AN OPEN HEART
EXTENDS LOVE
EXTENDS LOVE
WE ARE ONE
Thank you to everyone who has written me privately, or posted comments to the blog.
There is work to be done.
OPEN YOUR UMBRELLA.
SHARE LOVE AND HOPE TODAY.

Something is happening here.  This is big.

Please read below a post by a fellow Clair – Shelly Frey about her own clairvoyant experience regarding the Sandy Hooks School Shooting.  You can see her full blog and site here:

http://www.shellyfrey.com/blogdiscussions.html

Here is her post – written by Shelly Frey, Psychic Medium – I know it comes through in all black – click the link to go right to her page.

I was sitting on my screened porch yesterday just after my CNN app on my cell phone sent me a notification of the news about the Sandy Hook Elementary School Shooting in Newtown, Connecticut.  I was speaking with my husband about it, although much of those 20-30 minutes we both just sat there in silence and disbelief.  I was trying to process what had just happened in my mind.  I began asking myself the question that every other parent (and non parent) in this country had been asking- Why?  What happened to cause this horrific event? How could so many children be gone in the blink of an eye?  While my mind knows that these questions are never really answered, my heart just can’t help but beg for some type of sense to be made of it.  I am a psychic medium. I spend most of my life connecting with those who have passed on from this world.  I deal with loss and tragedy everyday for a living, but there are times, and this is one of them, that I cannot even begin to “deal with” a loss.  In this case, the amount of pure pain & complete emptiness associated with losing the most innocent & precious of souls as a child is next to impossible to even put into words.  I am a very spiritual person.  I know firsthand that there is in fact a God who is in control of this world and while I do not go to church or practice any specific religion, I talk to this God often. I began asking him why, how this could have happened, imagining these families being told that they lost their loved ones in an instant and in such a horrific manner.  I then heard an answer-I’m not claiming in any way that God spoke to me yesterday, nor that I have any special connection with God that others do not….I do not know where this answer came from for sure- It may have been my spirit guides, my angels, my loved ones who have passed, or even my own mind and psychic ability trying to tell me something, but I heard one word…”Scott”. 
At the time, I had no idea how a simple name could have anything to do with the questions I had been asking in prayer.  I told my husband…”I’m not sure where the connection is or even if the gunman has been identified” (thinking maybe I was picking up on the gunman’s name)  I later learned that the name of the gunman was not Scott, but I kept getting one name loud and clear “Scott” over and over again, I’m hearing the name “Scott”.
Late last night after crying most of the day, I began to feel physically ill, so I headed to bed and cried myself to sleep thinking of the parents who had gone through so much pain that day, as well as the family members of the adults that were lost, the responders, the media, and everyone else feeling such deep pain.  This morning, as I was reading through my Facebook news feed on my cell phone, I read a post out loud to my husband (which I have included below in its entirety) and the phone literally fell out of my hand when he stopped me while I was reading it to him.  He had shock in his voice when he shouted “SCOTT…THAT’S IT….SCOTT! ” it hit me like a slap in the face. This is the answer, this is the “Scott” that I was being told about   yesterday & was the answer to this horrific dilemma we face and these all too often acts of violence.  Below is the post. 
I realize not everyone will believe me and I’m not trying to seem as though I have any answers or anything prophetic has occurred, but I do believe that someone was giving me an answer that was right in front of my nose all along: COLUMBINE STUDENT’S FATHER 12 YEARS LATER !! Guess our national leaders didn’t expect this. On Thursday, Darrell Scott, the father of Rachel Scott, a victim of the Columbine High School shootings in Littleton, Colorado, was invited to address the House Judiciary Committee’s subcommittee. What he said to our national leaders during this special session of Congress was painfully truthful. They were not prepared for what he was to say, nor was it received well. It needs to be heard by every parent, every teacher, every politician, every sociologist, every psychologist, and every so-called expert!  These courageous words spoken by Darrell Scott are powerful, penetrating, and deeply personal. There is no doubt that God sent this man as a voice crying in the wilderness.. The following is a portion of the transcript: “Since the dawn of creation there has been both good & evil in the hearts of men and women. We all contain the seeds of kindness or the seeds of violence. The death of my wonderful daughter, Rachel Joy Scott, and the deaths of that heroic teacher, and the other eleven children who died must not be in vain. Their blood cries out for answers.” “The first recorded act of violence was when Cain slew his brother Abel out in the field. The villain was not the club he used.. Neither was it the NCA, the National Club Association. The true killer was Cain, and the reason for the murder could only be found in Cain’s heart.” “In the days that followed the Columbine tragedy, I was amazed at how quickly fingers began to be pointed at groups such as the NRA. I am not a member of the NRA. I am not a hunter. I do not even own a gun. I am not here to represent or defend the NRA – because I don’t believe that they are responsible for my daughter’s death. Therefore I do not believe that they need to be defended. If I believed they had anything to do with Rachel’s murder I would be their strongest opponent.”
“I am here today to declare that Columbine was not just a tragedy—it was a spiritual event that should be forcing us to look at where the real blame lies! Much of the blame lies here in this room. Much of the blame lies behind the pointing fingers of the accusers themselves. I wrote a poem just four nights ago that expresses my feelings best.”    
        
Your laws ignore our deepest needs, Your words are empty air.            
You’ve stripped away our heritage, You’ve outlawed simple prayer.            
Now gunshots fill our classrooms, And precious children die.            
You seek for answers everywhere, And ask the question “Why?”            
You regulate restrictive laws, Through legislative creed.            
And yet you fail to understand, That God is what we need!
“Men and women are three-part beings. We all consist of body, mind, and spirit. When we refuse to acknowledge a third part of our make-up, we create a void that allows evil, prejudice, and hatred to rush in and wreak havoc. Spiritual presences were present within our educational systems for most of our nation’s history. Many of our major colleges began as theological seminaries. This is a historical fact. What has happened to us as a nation? We have refused to honor God, and in so doing, we open the doors to hatred and violence. And when something as terrible as Columbine’s tragedy occurs—politicians immediately look for a scapegoat such as the NRA. They immediately seek to pass more restrictive laws that contribute to erode away our personal and private liberties. We do not need more restrictive laws. Eric and Dylan would not have been stopped by metal detectors. No amount of gun laws can stop someone who spends months planning this type of massacre. The real villain lies within our own hearts.”
“As my son Craig lay under that table in the school library and saw his two friends murdered before his very eyes, he did not hesitate to pray in school. I defy any law or politician to deny him that right! I challenge every young person in America , and around the world, to realize that on April 20, 1999, at Columbine High School prayer was brought back to our schools. Do not let the many prayers offered by those students be in vain. Dare to move into the new millennium with a sacred disregard for legislation that violates your God-given right to communicate with Him. To those of you who would point your finger at the NRA — I give to you a sincere challenge.. Dare to examine your own heart before casting the first stone! My daughter’s death will not be in vain! The young people of this country will not allow that to happen!” – Darrell Scott
Do what the media did not – – let the nation hear this man’s speech.  God  Bless!  I now understand the message that I was receiving loud & clear- the name Scott referred to this man, who had a message to tell us all. Our children should be permitted to pray to their God in school and anywhere else they wish- regardless of who their God is.  Did these acts of violence occur before taking God out of our public lives & schools?….. maybe, but have these acts increased since taking God out? – The answer to me is obviously…yes. I am saddened and sickened by the horrific events that unfolded Friday. My heart breaks everyday for those who are lost & heartbroken after losing their loved ones, but the amount of pure pain & complete emptiness associated with losing the most innocent& precious of souls as a child is next to impossible to even put into words….My thoughts, love, and prayers go out to the families of all the victims, witnesses, responders, reporters, & law enforcement affected by Friday’s senseless tragic act of hatred and rage.

 

FIRST I WANT TO SAY IF YOU FOUND THIS BY CLICKING ON A LINK, OR SENT BY A SEARCH ENGINE – IT IS NOT A MISTAKE – PLEASE KEEP READING – YOU LANDED HERE FOR A REASON.

Today I have a heavy heart.  Like all of us the ripple effect of ANOTHER school shooting has torn through me – a feeling that reminds me of the days after Sept. 11 – hollow and wanting to help but not knowing how.  And to compound this feeling – is the feeling that any clairvoyant that has seen, not understood, then witnessed in true time that terrible thing.

This is what yesterday was like for me.

I saw the tragedy in only a split second on thursday night – what came to pass yesterday morning in Connecticut.  And I can tell you it sucks and it hurts and it makes me angry and I didn’t understand until this morning why I saw what I saw.  Back when I very first started the blog I wrote the following post about an incident which I am reposting here – so you may be able to get the scope of what I am talking about.  I have seen this before, the day before a lockdown.

https://ifyoucouldseewhatihear.wordpress.com/2012/01/29/another-sunday-morning-and-a-past-experience-thats-been-on-my-mind-3/

Thursday night as I was going to sleep I saw that again.  I saw where I was on the mat, the feeling hit me again, and I don’t know how to explain this but I heard the word and saw it at the same time, but not separately, as one – the word LOCKEDDOWN.  It startled me and I had that feeling again, of why in the world would I think of THAT.  I felt around in my head for a bit, trying to understand, but then went to sleep.

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When I work from home I never have the TV on.  When the articles started showing up online – that’s when I found out.  And I still didn’t make the connection.  Then halfway through reading one I saw it.  The word LOCKDOWN – then it hit me.  To say it hit me is not a true representation.  It dumbfounded and smashed me at the same time.  It took a while to sink in on all the levels.  As a parent.  As a child advocate.  As someone who’s life’s work is working  with elementary school kids – and as a clairvoyant.

And I was pissed.  Raged.  Actually there is not a true word to represent how I felt.  At the same time confused and experiencing complete sorrow when something else hit me.  Everything fell in at once.  Confusion, chaos, screaming, snotty horrified tear-stained faces.  Christmas trees with handmade ornaments with happy school photos in the snowman’s face.  I’ll stop because it’s too much to relive, and to put you, the reader through.  It hurts my heart too much.  But this is what rushed in along with the feeling of WHY DID I SEE THAT LAST NIGHT – WHAT WAS THE POINT???  It’s torture.

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TODAY I WOKE UP WITH MY ANSWER.

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 I am supposed to go to Connecticut.  There is clairvoyant, psychic, whatever you want to call it – healing work to be done there.  I know this sounds crazy.  There is this part of me that says, “why are YOU so important? HUH?”  “WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?”  and I say to those questions I don’t know.  And for now at least JUST SHUT UP SO I CAN THINK!  I am led.  I know that.  There are people there that need to hear what I have to convey.  I’m not going to go into it here for concern of upsetting anyone involved in the tragedy directly – but there is work to be done.  And it’s important not only to the community but to the bigger community of us – all affected.  I keep hearing over and over THERE IS WORK TO BE DONE.  SOONER THAN LATER THERE IS WORK TO BE DONE.  So time is of the essence.  I don’t understand this, but I am asking for your help.  I’m not asking for money or anything like that – although I have NO idea how this is going to happen – I am asking for IDEAS.  I am asking for CONNECTIONS.  I am asking for you to think and talk about this and see if there is something you know of that can help me get to where I am supposed to be.  Please help me figure out how to make this happen.  It is necessary.  That is all I know.  And it needs to happen soon.  I need to be on a plane within what I see to be the next 3 DAYS.  So I ask, you if you have a thought or idea – nothing is too crazy – please share it here or – and wow I sure don’t know about this part but I am being shown my phone number on my phone – please call me if you do not want to share it here, or want to be anonymous.  My number is 512-496-4284.  My name is Deborah.  My email is deborah@travelingpsychicsupperclub.com.  If you have any thoughts, please share them and let’s take steps to heal this tragedy with love, compassion, support and connection.  Thank you for reading all of this today.  I know it’s a lot to take in.  I am ready.  Let’s go.  THERE IS WORK TO BE DONE.

DANG!  Yahoo is pulling me in all over the place.  But I do believe we see what we are supposed to see.  This is an inspiring video about a Highway Patrol officer in Marin, CA.  He keeps people from ending it all – from the Golden Gate Bridge.

This story is so amazing – and it reminds me we are all connected, ONE person CAN make a difference,  we are all on our own path and finally, we can’t fix everything.  If you have a second, watch this and be inspired as well.

I have a special place for Law Enforcement in my heart since my Dad is a retired police officer.  They don’t have it easy.  One of the things that my father told me that always stuck with me is when you are getting pulled over (and who hasn’t) just remember if you have a negative experience, don’t take it personally, you don’t know what that officer’s call was before he pulled you over.

To drive that home, I’ll share something with you – what if throughout the NORMAL course of your day you encountered ANY of the following?  A fatal traffic accident.  Having a gun pointed at you.  For real.  Having to chase a guy on foot for blocks in the summertime, then having him get away.  Dealing with a ton of people with the mindset of “my taxes pay your salary”.  And the worst – a domestic abuse call involving a child.  Please, let that sink in.  Then think of how you would go make that presentation, or hop on that next sales call.  I know there are bad apples out there, but our police – most of them are doing the best they can with what they’ve got.  Please, be kind, or at least courteous the next time you encounter one.  Oh and a tip if you DO get pulled over, keep both hands on the wheel, it’s a sign of respect and courtesy – starts the interaction off the right way. That may be just what they need in their day – kind of like the officer in the story – for the people getting ready to jump.  Hope you are all having an amazing day today, I sure am.    Now, go be inspired and watch the video!

http://screen.yahoo.com/golden-gate-guardian-000000926.html

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