Crystal Clear

You’re Grounded Missy!

If you have read my blog I do believe I have written about my gifted Aunt. I call her my best friend, my mentor as I go on my path. She tells me, this family historian that we had a ancestor five times back, an Ojibwe, who was gifted. Has it been handed down to me? I would assume so but I definitely feel that everyone has intuition some greater than others. My intent with this then, is to eventually help people, to heal people with messages.

Today I phoned her with a message to pass on to her and we ended up talking about me. Wanting to know what was happening with me internally about my development classes and then gave me counsel about my plans about what I was doing. I have been feeling lack as in being held back and wondering what my next step could be. Seeing that perhaps I needed more guidance and also to honor her I drove to her local store and picked up her favorite brand of tobacco and then went to the seniors center to visit this good lady. Many hours later after much laughter and story telling feeling infinitely better and more focused I came home. She is like a tonic that I could drink every day!



For the past two months this name was running through my mind. I kept hearing the name and wondering what this fellow was up as I hadn’t seen him in a while. My last encounter was at the neighborhood Safeway when he pulled up on his bike. This was the first time I had seen him on a bike since I don’t know when. He was clean, groovey and had the happiest smile on his face. We talked for a bit, I went my way, he went his.
A couple of weeks ago I was talking to his ex-wife @ a Festival, a very good and long time friend. I wondered out loud about him and she told me that he had passed many years ago. It’s funny the things I missed but most of all my mind. I kid you not. Having memory loss has its perks. You forget the bad and every once in a while a great memory passes through and you laugh out loud or just a little and it gets to stay. But I have no recall of him after the last time I seen him.
I was shocked to say the least after hearing this news. I said to her, “I have no words..truly.”
And now that I think on it, it was memories that were coming through of him, his wit, his laugh, his seriousness, his willingness to help. All great attributes of a good friend. I had mentioned to her that I would try to find out where he was buried or maybe his obituary which I did today on the internet. Today I pay tribute to you and remember you my friend. No sorrow my friends, just sharing a memory which in my case is a great thing!

ENGST###, Frank; Franklyn passed away August 27th, 2011 and will be greatly missed by all who knew him. We all hope Franklyn is peaceful in Harley Heaven. He is survived by his sister Kendra and her two sons Dean and Jake and several grandchildren. Good bye Franklyn we all love you!

A few minutes after I wrote this I received a message from my girlfriend, the ex-wife of this fellow. Here it is as follows;

“The weirdest thing just happened. Cleaning cupboard under bathroom sink. Found this bag with various pins I collected over the years and I found this beautiful pin (cameo) that Franklin got me way back when. Always loved it but thought I lost it years ago when we still lived in the house and I had left my jacket on top of the car and never found it. Strange the things that happen!”

I can also add to this that through some of the Mediumship readings I have had the pleasure of receiving a couple months ago that a Viking fellow came through, a proud man riding a Harley which at the time didn’t ring true for me. It does now. That would have been Franklyn. I shared this with her. She said how strange. I said this was meant to be. I love my life!

Intuition, Psychic

Fall Is Around The Corner!


How does one begin this paragraph with perhaps, what I did on my summer vacation? For the past year I have been the student of a psychic development class. A class that I found quite by accident or was it? I am the great believer that teachers, mentors of life are put in our path, that situations are made to pique our interest and the day I got into my head looking for a spiritualist church which I did. St Brigid’s fit the ticket for this gal. I felt perfectly at home the first Sunday at there service’s with talk of consciousness, there mission, to introduce the philosophy and science of Spirituality. Add to this, the psychic development class and I was so in!

It has been a whirlwind of extraordinary delights to be with like-minded people such as I and have revelled every week with the different exercises to be done. An untethered woman such as I with no structure of great knowledge of how to use my gifts further has truly opened my eyes to a new world. I may become impatient and want it all now but know that it takes time to learn every step to raising one’s vibration, the belief in spirit, grounding, affirmations, the intent of goodness in my heart to help with messages. And so it is with the summer almost over and with me looking forward to the fall classes, it cannot happen soon enough. True I have been doing this on my own this summer without my classmates if you will, reading books to keep up, reading my tarot cards for myself and others but I know truly that it is spirit that comes through for me, that it has always been in me.

Story Teller


Can you believe that it has been 3 years since May that you passed away? Time flies Auntie Christina since you left that day in the hospital. I had heard from my Mom that in January 2012 my Auntie had been airlifted to a city hospital not to far from my home. I had not seen this favorite person for about 30 years. Let’s just say that I had removed myself for personal reasons of my own from my whole family. I walked into the Intensive care unit that night and she had aged understandably, her white hair framing her 70 year old face. The Doctors told us that her appendix had burst and that precipitated a heart attack. I bent down to kiss this face that had laughed so many times with me, this person who had guided me through my rough teen years, that had loved me.

The very next morning she would be having her first operation and not thinking about what was to come with the other 6 more after that. I visited her ever other day and then every day, passing the time with her and writing down the history of our family. Asking her what she could remember of long ago times of our people. She had many stories to tell me and I dutifully scribbled every thing I could. One day she confided to me that the first time she laid eyes on me after my long absence that she thought I had come back from the dead. She was so happy! She suffered more complications and thus the rhythm of the operations started. She may have been old with her age but she was hardy and kept holding on to this world. Each time we were told that she was going to pass and to say our good byes and each time she pulled out. She became thinner and at last the Doctors told us to get together and decide what was to be. To keep her alive on a IV pole the rest of her days or let her go. We came together all 30 of us and had a prayer first then we all had a say first on how she impacted our lives and then what we thought. It was the start of our healing process as we were all unified. She also had a DNR on her own bequest and now it was time. Those last days were bitter sweet. We all took turns keeping watch by her bedside. I have to add here that my Auntie Christina had strong religious beliefs and I am sure that is what got her through her painful hours. The day the priest came into her room to give her last rites she broke down her composure. Later after he had left she whispered to me, “I am still here!” She had thought with the last rites she would quickly pass. Honestly we had a good laugh about that, we did. I told her that it would be a good time to talk to each of her 7 children and give them her last words. She turned her head to me and said she had always loved me and that I was a cool and groovey chick. That made me laugh and cry at the same time. She could always do that to me. Auntie then had her children come to her in the next few days. We received a late night call a few days later saying she had taken her last breathe and now it was time to go through the other processes.

Months later I was invited by my friend to a group session to see this medium, a well known one in our city and I went to experience this not expecting much for myself but to see others have there time. Carmel came to me first and said that I had a pretty powerful spirit with me, a female and asked if this person had just passed away and I said yes that it was my Aunt. She then went on to say that this spirit had wanted to thank me for helping her to pass peacefully. Can I tell you how that made me feel? THAT gave me solace like no other. In the intervening months she came through dreams to visit one or two of her children. In one dream to her daughter Donna she was very young, happy and dancing while her father our grandfather played the fiddle. To know that she is healed where ever she is and happy has also helped our grieving process. I thank the great Divine~

Abandoned church in her village
The old cemetery in her village.
Abandoned Church
Abandoned Church

Vision Board

This morning I am off to my friends home to start our Vision Boards. My friend Sue had been wanting to do this project but just not knowing where to start or how to go about it. I jumped at this request and am now off to her place with all the things needed for this.

  • Poster board
  • magazines (I had many Oprah mags)
  • scissors & glue sticks
  • paint & scrap booking supplies
  • great attitude

Go through all your magazines and pick some great words or images with which to go for your 2015 board, all the things in life you would desire for this year. I already have some cut out and abundance, joy, grateful & kitchen renovations stand out for me. I also had already painted my poster board with blue clouds and a big old yellow sun in the middle. Trying to be creative and looking good already!

Check out this fabulous site for “How to create a Vision Board” by Jess Ainscough.

Vision Board
Vision Board

Well I will be walking out the door to face the day and look forward to new adventures and I say the same to you! Enjoy your day my friends!



I stumbled upon this not to long ago when I was told by a friend that I had to change that thought in my head from lack to abundance. I came home and when to one of my favorite sites on intuition and found this.

  • I am a Divine gift of Spirit
  • I am worthy of peace
  • I am open, clean, clear and balanced
  • I surround myself with love & happiness always
  • Abundance is coming to me always, and is here now
  • I am blessed to learn every lesson given to me and I welcome them all.
  • Thank you Spirit for giving me the gift of life, I will not waste one moment.

This is my manifestation.This I say to myself every morning. I found looking inside myself that I truly have an abundant life, that I have the love of friends that surround me, love of self, love of discovery and learning. So much to know in this life time but I’m ready to take it on.

Blessings All