Upside Down – a poem

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Upside Down poem

Saw things in a different perspective upside down…

Saw fireworks today! Happy independence day. Always reminds me of my grandfather.

 

Namaste with Love,

Celestial K.

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Kitties! & Reincarnation.

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We have new Kitties: Link and Magick, both boys 🙂 

Brian and I took a trip to my hometown to get these kittens from my Godmother. They had a litter of five kittens. Brian and I had been talking before that if we ever got new kittens, we need to get two at a time, and the idea was both males. This was so they would end up like being like my in-law’s cats who are

  1. Affectionate (Males are more affectionate)
  2. They would be cuddle buddies and playmates always.

The kittens were originally living outside, and we chose the most affectionate out of the bunch. We were told Magick was a girl, so we actually picked her out anyway. What I truly wanted was a black cat, so I could be like a good witch with a black cat 🙂 Brian’s mom was very upset when she found out we took a girl and a boy.

We didn’t find out he was a boy until I took them to the vet yesterday for all their expensive shots. But they are worth it.  ❤ 

Do you believe in reincarnation?

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Link and Magick ❤ New babies!

Animals have a tendency to reincarnate towards us.

My cat Darlen passed away about a year and a half ago. She was my soul mate cat since like I was 10 years old. But she didn’t have an easy life, with surgeries from ulcers, and my dad declawed her when she was young. But we loved each other fiercely. It was very hard to let her go.

I told my husband since then that, although we had an older cat (his cat) named Eesha, she did not connect with me the same way of course. And Eesha doesn’t liked to be picked up, and doesn’t cuddle that much. For many reasons, I wanted a kitten to start over kind of finding my soul-mate kitty again. And Brain understood…. but money. 

Luckily we have credit cards. 

My cat Darlen I got from my Godmother’s litter many, many years ago. (She often has cats). And when a new litter came around this time, she posted about it, showed me pictures, and I was intrigued. Yes, it would be money that we didn’t have at this time. Yes it was a new, big step. But, we’d talked about having kittens and I was drawn to see them because one was a black cat – what I’ve always wanted! So I wanted to go to see how they reacted to me. 

We eventually took the two most affectionate cats who came up to us multiple times and was willing to cuddle. ❤ 

The thing is guys, my Godmother is a psychic medium who channels higher beings. After we chose our cats, the very next day, she confirmed that two of the cats we took were reincarnated animals coming back to us. Link was Brian’s old dog named Jenny, and Magick was indeed Darlen!! I thought so! I was so excited to find out the truth, because his mannerisms are the same, as well as the look in his different-colored eyes.

I have my soul-mate cat again, my friends!

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Magick ❤ Reincarnation of my cat Darlen

Whether you believe in reincarnation or not, it’s a nice story. If you don’t believe yet, maybe do some research and see if you’re drawn to it.

We love our new, energetic kittens!

Have you Experienced this with YOUR animals? Feeling a connection to them when they pass and you eventually get a new animal?

 

Namaste with Love,

Celestial K.

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Piccolo Fairy Tunes

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Some Fairy Music of mine for you…

I was encouraged by a new friend to take out my piccolo *dusts off* and play some tunes! I love improvising, of course.

Here’s a very short clip of me playing today!

I had longer clips, but they weren’t too great, as I’m still getting used to playing again. It’s hard when your embouchure muscles aren’t used to playing anymore. Maybe I’ll post some other videos later and they’ll be even better.

But here’s some little Fairy music for you to enjoy.

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Feel inspired!

Namaste with Love,

Celestial K.

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Sleep Paralysis

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I wanted to make a quick blog about my experience last night.

I spent about 30 minutes to an hour in sleep paralysis right after I fell asleep. It’s strange to explain what exactly it is, if you haven’t experienced it. I was trying to tell my husband about it, but he didn’t make many comments. But he was also tired/ watching TV, but I don’t think he knew what I was talking about. This isn’t the first time in my life I’ve experienced sleep paralysis of course. But many people do, so I wanted to explain this experience and give you advice about what to do if you’re stuck in this situation.

Wikipedia says its “a phenomenon during which an individual is unable to move during falling asleep or awakening, but is aware of their surroundings.”

It’s an out of body experience, when your soul or astral body is outside of your body, yet sometimes you can feel like you’re in your body, but you still can’t move. Your brain is aware you’re laying there. Sleep paralysis isn’t always bad, as it means you’re in your astral from and can travel without the need for your body.

In this particular night, my astral body was zooming around, yet it was extremely uncomfortable. I felt like I was falling from great heights, in and out of black holes of the universe, but it was all very unwanted and made my heart race.

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I heard a voice. This negative energy was around me, and I believe it was holding me down. It imitated my dad’s voice. But it wasn’t him.

For what felt like a long time, I realized that all of this uncomfortable-ness was going on, that it was a horrible “dream,” that I wanted to wake up.

The strange thing about last night was, I had to fight my way out. I was having the uncomfortable presence on me, hearing my dad’s voice but not him, in a menacing, mocking language, angry presence… and for some reason I knew I had to get my backbone if he was to leave me. Once I had this epiphany, I pretended I had muscles, shouted back at the angry presence to leave me alone and whatever else I said. I made myself barge into it, attack it, fight with it. I would say flesh against flesh, but in a spiritual sense. Obviously we’re not physical beings at this level.  I felt this.

It only took a moment of me fighting, and I knew I fought back the presence… demon, whatever you wish to call it. It was gone. Somehow inside me, I knew that would work right before I did it. And then, I was awake.

Many might experience this kind of sleep paralysis. Think about it. Some people, like my husband, may never. Those of us closer to the spirit world who have experience out-of-body-experiences, might have them moreso. Imagine how many people might experience this, but never write about it. Well, here I am writing about it.

If you are not careful, once you break out of the paralysis, it has the ability to come back when you fall asleep again. But I knew how to prevent that from happening.

I was freaked out a bit, and so very tired. I got out of bed and went to the bathroom. I hand not been asleep an hour. Then I called upon my spiritual protections, Jesus, Michael the Archangels, Mother Mary, my Guardian Angel… you can call whoever you feel will protect you. (It’s okay if you don’t believe in these beings I called.) I called them in and asked for protection while I slept, and the ability to fight off any negativity that comes my way. I prayed to sleep in peace the rest of the night.

It worked. I slept without a problem. In fact, I didn’t remember I had this sleep paralysis until a moment ago, when I recollected it. And I was like… “Wow, that was real.” I knew it was something important I had to share.

Spiritual protections are so important!

  • Imagining yourself in a bubble of pure white light, made of the Creator’s spirit, who can handle anything and protect anything trying to harm you.
  • Envisioning shields of protection around you.
  • Programming a crystal to protect you or your sleep. (You can program a crystal to do anything for you, really.)
  • Lighting smudge/dried sage in the house clears the negative energies.
  • Lighting candles.
  • Communicating with your angels and spirit guides. Imagining your spirit form strong. Feel it.
  • Call in your Power Animals to fight with you, such as the Tiger or even a Dragon.

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These are all good forms of protection, to get you started. It chased away the “Demon,” or whatever you wish to call it, that attacked me while in sleep paralysis.

If you have any questions about how to do these spiritual protection methods, ask me. I know I didn’t go into a lot of detail with this. But I plan to go more in depth later in my blogs, as the need arises. But I’m perfectly happy to give you the information I know if you are asking for my guidance.

Just leave a comment.

And… have you ever experienced something like this? Let me know.

Namaste, With Love.

Celestial K.

Celestialk.weebly.com 

Simple Moments are Life

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Can Simple Moments be what our life is made for? 

Breathe in.

Does our soul actually crave the Simple Moments in life?

We are trained so hard in our society to exist, in many ways, contrary to our natural state. 

Think about that statement for a minute.

  • We are trained to go-go-go instead of sit in the Moment in Peace.
  • We are trained to think Money is the Master.
  • We are not trained to appreciate Art in terms of hierarchy of money and class.
  • We are trained to think we’re no good if we aren’t accomplishing something.

This list can go on for a very long time.

When I speak of society, I speak mainly of my experience growing up in the Southern US. But I am willing to bet we are not the only ones brought up in these manners of deciding what is important.

What if our nature IS PEACE? LIGHT? ARTISTIC? RESTFUL? Just a few examples.

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Savannah River in Augusta, GA – my hometown. I really miss it being landlocked like I am now.

Why would we be trained to go AGAINST our nature? We can question why those in control of our society would want us to be against our true nature. If we’re peaceful, we won’t create wars. Those in control like chaos. If we humans believe money shows the value of our worth, then stuff becomes important, high paying but perhaps meaningless jobs becomes important to attain and… we become blinded. Blinded to what’s important (spirit) and blinded to what “they” (those in control) don’t want us to see. Perhaps that we are all light, spirit, and so powerful that we are limitless? They don’t want us to know that.

Honestly, I wasn’t going to get into all the political conspiracies out there of what is really going on in our society and who is in control. I’m a New-Age believer, so a few googles of the Illuminate or David Icke or the like can let you on to those paths of inner-thinkings. It’s not for me to tell you exactly what to believe, but to question – why is it like this, and how can I change it?

You can change yourself (with effort, dedication, work, and being easy on yourself). 

Now what this blog post was SUPPOSED to delve into first was – Simple Moments. (Did I get side tracked?)

The fact that those simple moments between your go-go-go life where you aren’t thinking about work, or what you’re going to do next, or what you’re going to eat next or blah blah blah… you’re saying to yourself, “Wow, the sky looks beautiful today, actually.” Or, you aren’t thinking anything, just enjoying a few moments of cuddling with your loved one.

That last one is me, a lot. I am an extremely goal-oriented person. I want to succeed. I want to be good at my job and my goals. (I’m not always good at them but gosh I try.) I have to do this and that – making lists in my head as I go so I don’t forget what needs to be done. Go-go-go.

I don’t break away from that easily.

Except on vacations. Or small moments, the ones I’m talking about, when I perhaps cuddle with my husband. My mind will tell me that I don’t have time for that. That I have to go do this, do that. Type. Prepare to go to work. Whatever the case may be. But sometimes I just tell that part of my mind to shut the hell up and let me cuddle and enjoy the moment.

It’s hard to listen to your own advice sometimes, and for me, learning to enjoy these simple moments is truly a working progress. I have to really work at letting myself enjoy some simple things, like really enjoy that sip of coffee instead of always doing something else running around while I’m drinking that coffee. It’s small reminders – oh yes, take a sip, taste that? Isn’t it good? Isn’t this what you’re here to experience?

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This picture taken on our first anniversary where we went to the same places we did on our first date – Inman Perk Coffee Shop! Enjoy that coffee 😉 

Life. (Life is coffee?!)

We go-go-go, because we’re trained to be that way, it’s ingrained in us, we think we must be accomplishing something or we’re worthless. However, what if we cultivated a different way of thinking? (I’m not saying I support the lazing-on-the-couch-while-your-parents-pay-the-rent generation that some have fallen into. That’s another discussion completely.) If you enjoy this moment in time, whether you are accomplishing something or not, maybe it is an important moment. 

I’m just saying, soul-level, you are worth so much. God/Spirit/Creator will not be disappointed in you, whether you accomplish your goals or not, but in how gentle your spirit is, and how hard you try to be a good person.

Why are we in the flesh? That’s a good question with multiple broad answers. But I bet one of them is to experience simple, enjoyable activities, such as celebrating Christmas with family, and birthdays with friends, and the feel of the water against your toes, and the smell of flowers that fairies have surely grown.

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My friend and me in 2011, those years ago when we lived near each other, enjoying a simple moment 😀 And having lots of fun!

This post is getting long. I really need to write a book.

I have much to say, but I’ll let you contemplate the thoughts I have shared, all my own opinions. Do you have any insight/ input? Think I’m wrong? Isn’t it super hard to enjoy those simple moments? Do you struggle with it or find it easy? Could you incorporate it into your daily practice?

I’ll stop spouting out questions to you. 😀

Namaste with Love,

Celestial K.

Ghosts

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So the majority of my ghost experiences were when I was very young.

My parents didn’t tell me not to see them, or that what I was seeing was fake. In fact, my Godmother is psychic, so the higher begins that come through as my Godmother would channel told my parents  a bit about the history of some of the spirits that I was seeing.

Can you tell why I grew up to be a spiritual person?

I would mostly see children spirits, and want to play with them. I have two main vivid recollections of the spirits visiting me, the spirits that were once human. I want to clarify because I’ve had other experiences with sighting and feeling angels and fairies, and those are entirely different stories.

My first ghost story was when I was about 3 or 4, and seeing three sisters of different ages. I called them “the three Sarah’s,” even though that wasn’t their true names. I told my parents about the three children I was playing house with, and explained that their faces were scary. They looked scarred and charred. But they were nice, so I played with them. My parents found out through my Godmother that these were sisters that perished in a house fire, and their mother had died too, and gone to the light. So, the daughters were stuck in our realm, and hadn’t made the transition yet.

“Gone to the light,” is just another way of saying the soul moved onto the freer, spiritual realms where they can consult with their angels and the Creator about how their life went, and then the soul has a time to rest and replenish, and later decide if they want to return to earth again. All this information we learned from my Godmother, who became psychic after her near-death experience, where she did in fact die, and then return with the ability to channel positive beings coming through her.

As far as the three Sarah’s were concerned, my mom was determined to help the spirits “move on” into the light. But they were my friends, so I was reluctant. I wanted to keep playing with them. (Geez I think I needed more friends. I don’t think my brothers liked playing house.) My mom said they would feel better after they were in the light, and maybe reincarnate again. (Yes we believe in all this.)

 

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So my mom and I lit and candle (It’s supposed to help guide the spirit) and told the three Sarah’s that their mom was waiting for them in the light, and that they needed to go to her, and that they would be happier there. It worked.

Sometime after their spirits moved on, I briefly saw a boy spirit in our house. He looked about 11 years old. All I remember about him is the way he was sitting in our kitchen chairs, with his legs up, and saying that he liked my mom’s rice. It was just a brief visit, as I don’t remember anything more about him, but there you go. I guess he liked rice.

I hear a lot of times we see things as children, but sometimes the parents don’t encourage it, or don’t believe in it, so the children stopped seeing. I wanted to develop my eyes to see other spirits. For instance, now I don’t really see ghosts anymore but I love to spot fairies, or angels in the doorways. You can also train your eyes to see auras. I can write more about these later.

But you CAN train your eyes to see the spirit world, understanding that it is another dimension. The first step is believing, though. As a child, you believe almost anything. I don’t remember seeing fairies until I was 13, when I learned that they, in fact, were real. Of course they are not physical begins. But they can be seen by anyone, with practice.

Anyway, do YOU have any experiences with seeing spirits, perhaps when you were a young child? I would LOVE to hear anyone else’s experiences. I know they are out there! I’ve heard quite a few stories myself! My mom lived in 2 haunted houses in her life, after all.

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I hope you enjoyed this post — it’s an interesting one at least! Share your stories with me!

 

~Celestial K.

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