GERTIE SEES GHOSTS BLOG

Several things have happened recently, so here goes...!

Last week Jeff and I went to our favorite metaphysical store, Morgana's Elementals in Winchester, VA.  We were greeted enthusiastically by the owner and by a wonderful guy who is a healer/shaman and works there part-time.  Both told us that we chose an auspicious time to visit as they were starting a class on spell-work that we would definitely be interested in attending.  We went to the class the next evening, and it was centered on the book Hedge Witch, which is about using herbs, candles, magickal keys and icons, and spells in which to communicate with Spirit or the Universe or as I call my guardians, The Guys. Anyway, the author of the book basically says to "demand" what you want when talking to your Guys, instead of simply "asking."  In other words, don't say I need such-and-such but say I want whatever.

Jeff lost his job in February and has been interviewing and networking for the last 5 weeks looking for another, better position.  The class we attended was held last Wednesday, March 25, and I started reading Hedge Witch on Thursday, the 26th.  Later that evening, before I went to sleep, I first smiled (because happiness attracts happiness), than said 3 times (3 is my magick number), "I am always blessed."  I then said, "I want Jeff to have a good job, one that can pay our mortgage payments and our bills and will afford us to live comfortably and take a nice vacation, or better" (I didn't want to just leave it at that simple request, teehee).  I ended my demand with, "It always works, it always works, it always works."  I made my demand several times a day, and on Monday, Jeff got a call from AOL (he left AOL last October for the job that laid him off!) asking him to do some contract work for the management of their emergency/safety team.  An hour after he hung up with them, a Fortune 500 company called, offering him a permanent facilities manager position which will start on April 13.
He'll do the AOL work for the next 2 weeks and follow-up with them in the evenings and on the weekends when he begins at his new job on the 13th.  Not only is his new position a definite advancement in his career, but now both jobs will allow us to catch up on our mortgages (we're a month behind), and yes, have a little left over for a vacation later in the year!

It always works, it always works, it always works :)!

As to ghostly visitors, last night the Girls and I were in the back room watching t.v., and Jeff was in the front room.  Sadie, Gertie and I heard who we thought was Jeff talking to someone.  The Girls (except for Maggie, who was sleeping) perked their ears up and whined.  We (me!) couldn't understand what was being said - it was muffled - but it was late at night, and I wondered who he was speaking with.  It turns out that he was asleep on the couch in the front room and wasn't speaking at all; no wonder the Girls were whining :).

As to dreams, in the last three years I've had several dreams in the German language (no, I've never spoken German), in the Navajo language (nope - don't know no Navajo!) and in Chinese (again, no!).  Each dream was significant for what was happening world-wide and personally:  the German dreams were about fascism and the Holocaust, the Navajo dreams were about "removing the snake" (George Bush?) and the Navajo Mountain, and the Chinese dreams were about using herbs for medicinal purposes.  Although I told the Chinese Herbalist in my dreams that I couldn't even begin to fathom what he was talking about, I woke myself up from the Navajo dreams in order to write down phonetically what was being said and then looked up the words on the Navajo Code-Talkers website.  Interestingly enough, I understood the German (!) without interpretation.  As a matter of fact, after my final dream in German, I started thinking in German: one day Jeff asked me to get some beer for him at the grocery store and told me what brand.  I couldn't understand what he was saying (he used to drink Killian's or other Irish/English beer), and he repeated it, which I heard him clearly say "Warsteiner", or in German, "Varshtiner".  When he got home, he looked in the fridge and said, "Why did you buy Warsteiner?  I asked for Smithwick!"  Yikes!  Anyway, last week I had my first Navajo dream in several years, and I was shown the Navajo Mountain, more particularly a wooded glen surrounded by rock, and was told "Bah-who-neh" or "Ba-hal-neh" both which mean "reveal" or "tell about."  I'm still researching what the significance is of this glen and am trying to find a picture to post.  I'll update if I can figure it out...!