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The Awakening

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March 22, 2018  was the day in which the events of A Banshee's Cry took place.  Precisely one year later, a couple of visions would spell the end of this particular leg of my journey.  Was to be born  March 22 , but an accident caused my mother to delivery me early.  I am exactly three years, two months, and two days older than Jonathan and Drew .  322  is said to be a sign of a powerful spiritual awakening.  #ILoveJonathanScott Drew Scott has a tendency to go a bit heavy with scented soaps.  Noticed this when I found myself trailing behind both him and Linda Phan , at a height level to his.  Thought I'd gone crazy.......until I learnt about the supernatural aspects of the twin flame phenomena.  Explained those times I glanced into a mirror......and saw Jonathan 's eyes in place of my own.  This is one of many photos in which I can see my face in his.  There were multiple occasions where I glimpsed ...

"Sailing With The Scotts"

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Sailing With The Scotts 2018 Highlights Every once in a while an object comes into my possession I know is not meant for me.  I'll be drawn to it quite suddenly; find myself playing with the idea of having it more and more until "needing" it grows into an obsession.  The instant I become overwhelmed by the certainty it HAS TO be with me, I obtain it.......only to discover, I'm simply meant to hold onto it for safe keeping.  The person whom it's truly for eventually is sent to me.    There's been a reason for everything on this journey......including my growing interest in Sailing With The Scotts .  Didn't start out that way.  Was only meant to be an option IF I could not deter my brother from this cruise idea.  Got nothing against cruises.  Haven't even been on one.  It's just......the one he had in mind would not have been anywhere close to fun for me.  After hearing about Sailing With The Scotts on  Google Talk , ...

J.S. Schalla - The Third Guide

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Jacqueline, Age 16 Mom was right to deter me from seeing Brothers Take New Orleans .  As soon as I did, my mind became flooded with memories of her.  It's funny.  I couldn't even recall her name following the accident; had to trick someone into telling me.  All I remembered of her was her cranking the tunes the instant " Earth Angel " came on the radio and singing badly to it.  A second incident involved her opening the door; telling a bloodied woman to get into the car.  Boyfriend was beating on her in the streets.  No one else was willing to intervene.  Am told I have her hands.  She's the reason I gave up my coveted position as In-House Costume Designer to take on the challenge of developing a young theatre company's image.  I was the best candidate for the job....later titled Director of Development....simply because I was the only one who had any experience with the day-to-day running of a business, raising funds, working...

The Art of Precious Scars

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I suspect there's a reason why the more I see of these Property Brothers , the more intertwined they become in my present journey.  I am a fan of their work, but unlike others I do not see their so-called "charmed life" as answer to some "happily-ever-after" prayer.  People who know my name think much the same about me....which is why I can say in all honesty, money and power do not equate to happiness.            Lauren B Jewellery I recall an argument from my film theory/marketing class regarding the popularity of television....how its attractiveness laid in its simplicity and symmetry; a vast contract to life which is messy, complex, and complicated.  In pondering this, I realized why these two appeal to the masses, even more than some of their contemporaries.  As identical twins, they appear as if two-sides of the same face....not unlike the god  Janus .  I laugh when recollecting a post in which the implication was...

A Changing Wind

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Paulo Coelho @AZ Quotes The remainder of Drew's Honeymoon House  passed with little incident.  The only thing noteworthy was the announcement of Jonathan Scott 's status change from "couple" to "single" nearly a week after returning from Africa....from my perspective.  My only exposure to this couple was the Guest Suite episode.  I watched their body language the entire time and saw only myself and Wyatt* in them.  Ours was a drama-free relationship.  I had much respect for the man then...and now.  Unfortunately our paths were only meant to cross, not remain parallel. The difference between a good man and a great man is a good man accepts limitations while a great man sees only limitless possibilities. ~s    Plato 's The Symposium , is my all-time favourite origins' story regarding the concept of soulmates.  Humans originally had four arms, four legs, and two heads (some versions say single head with two faces).  There ...

In Search of the Mystic Within

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I don't know what being a clairvoyant  is like for anyone else.  For me, it's been a mixed bag.  Growing up, we were not encouraged to speak on the subject unless something unusual happened....and never to my father.  This often left me at odds.  An early education might have helped, but I was still in the dark on the basics until adulthood.  It was while attending a retreat at 23, I learnt I'm a so-called "trance" medium ....which apparently was such a big deal the whole room fell silent.  I wanted to be part of a group where I could be myself, but in the end a man gliding out of me the same moment a dog bit me just further differentiated me. Sister, Mom, Brother, Me I like the heightened senses, hyper-cognition, and even the ability to detect patterns quickly.  I miss experiencing memory as indistinguishable from day-to-day living.  Instant recall, photographic memory, and interactions within but independent from remembrances wer...

A Banshee's Cry

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Ever have a reaction straight out of a movie?  Mine occurred when hearing, "Retire now because.....".  Suddenly I was doing a Bella in the moments following her death.....internally screaming and clawing at my face, but externally appearing so quiet and still in the presence of the man with me. The Scream, 1893 by Edvard Munch Something else happened.  There was this burst, followed by a ripple...which sped away from me with supersonic speed and force.  Didn't know what it was.  Didn't know what it meant.  Wouldn't know for many months.        Essentially, I was instructed to make a wish list and begin checking everything I'd ever wanted for my life.  All I'd wanted these last twenty years was an incredible love who'd come home to me......and a child.  I wanted to be a mother, but these dreams weren't possible anymore.  And I couldn't remember older ones because an accident a dozen years earlier robbed me of al...