Last weekend my friends and I, 14 of us, took a road trip to southern California for a Joel Bauer seminar.  They told me they had an extra seat in the car and it was free so it was a no-brainer for me!


I had not heard of Joel Bauer before and had no idea what I was in store for.  All I knew was that my friends told me it would be an incredible business networking opportunity that I should not pass up.


Well, one of the first things Joel Bauer told us was, "Absolutely NO networking on his time!  We were there for his seminar and if he caught anyone trying to 'sell' or pitch to anyone in the halls on breaks they would be asked to leave and not return. Not so much to be selfish, but Joel Bauer made it very clear to us and wanted to teach us, "Never sell or use the words sell or sale.  Never pitch to anyone, ever. LISTEN first.  Seek first to understand, then be understood.  Connect with people on an emotional level, listen to what they need and maybe you just happen to have something to HELP them.  Never sell."  [paraphrased of course]


Anyway, there is a connection between all of this and the post title, I promise.


We arrived Friday evening around midnight, at a different hotel than the seminar I need to point out.  I had not seen the seminar room, the hotel, nothing to do with the weekend yet.  I was tired and hit the bed for an early morning breakfast call.  That night I dreamed of the seminar.  I saw a young blond lady standing up front with her eyes closed and doing something with her arms.  I saw a young man standing up front with his eyes open and I saw a third person, another man in such a manner that it appeared in my dream he was running the show.  I awoke remembering the details thinking I must have imagined what the seminar would be like.


You can see where I am going with this.  A few hours into the seminar that Saturday, the scenario I dreamed about unfolded before my eyes, detail for detail.  The woman's face, her clothes, the young man and of course, Joel Bauer that I saw and had never met before.  I was struck emotionally, but not for reasons you may think!


I was happy to have received yet another confirmation.  This has been happening to me my whole life and I have stifled it because the few times I had come out before I was called crazy and made to feel so weird I just figured it would be easier and wiser to live the conventional life and work the 'regular' jobs.  But one thing this seminar finally taught me was to live your dreams no matter what!  Love life and live it to the fullest.  


I can't count how many times I have dreamed images that happen later . . . and more . . . .  I see people and animals that have passed, I see, hear, smell, feel their touch and sense their energy.  All this has been happening to me since my first memories of three years young.  I still remember the first time I spoke aloud about it to my family and how they laughed at me.  That was a long time ago and consciousness is awakening.


No, being a psychic medium by profession is not nor has it ever been a dream of mine per se.  All I really ever wanted to do with it was to show people that there is nothing to fear and we are all just energy in a different form after we pass.  I still do love to work and give my best on the job, so I have narrowed my focus  to three areas that are very important to me.  Health, Wealth and You.  And who the heck is ever really going to understand what my website and business is if  I tell them KSFCo, so I made it simple and grabbed another dot com, healthywealthyou.com and forward it here.  


I am so happy to have found the USANA company and my new healthy friends and am especially relieved the Global Information Network is super supportive of people with psychic abilities, all-things-universe and explaining energy.  I am still learning, but with the support of my new friends and new health clearing my mind and body, my energy (and others'!) is free-flowing like wild fire now.


My first accidental reading was just the other day.  Remember, I had been having experiences my whole life, but never read someone right to their face before.  Our regular GIN meetings are Tuesday evenings.  As usual, there was a lot of really fantastic new information to absorb and just great company with friends.  By the way, our local GIN group Tues meetings are growing to over 100 people now!  


Wednesday was back to work at the office.  A very nice young lady [name ommitted] decided to open to me about how just three weeks ago her friend committed suicide!  As she was telling me, I told her, "It's John, right?" And she said, "Yes, John, Johnny." Then as she was staring at me I said, "He has brunette hair, mustache, he's about 5'9-5'10, not quite 6 but definitely not a short guy, he's trim-fit-athletic, always wears blue jeans" And she said I described him to a T.   I should mention, I did not 'see him in the office.'  I saw him with my mind's eye . . . I won't even say in my mind, because the only way I can describe it is that he was 'standing' behind me, in the area surrounding me, outside of my body, that is in my mind's eye . . it is so difficult to explain, but I saw him clear as day and described him for her.

Just a quickie post placemarker. Still editing video footage of New Year's Eve on Las Vegas Strip. 


Can't wait to see how it all turns out. Off to take daughter shopping, as promised, then back to play mix n splice and more html nightmares. :-)

I let this blog go stale. Crazy past couple of years for me. So much is new and different. What is the saying, "The only thing that remains the same is change?" My mother likes to tell me that I am the most resilient person she knows. I take a beating and keep on ticking. I took it a step further than 'takes a licking'. I don't want to be licked anyway, but I sure feel like I have been beaten up, at times.

Those days should be long behind me now, long behind us. I have been trying to make a better life for my daughter, myself and our little critters. We have four cats now and one parrot. They all seem to be quite content and oblivious to the bills, the bumps in the road and life's occasional stresses that mommy has to work around. Scarlet is old enough that she sees and knows all too well what we are going through. But things are looking up, way up. Life is good, we are on the right track, full speed ahead. I just wish we could put the pedal to the metal, literally. That is our next hurdle; we need a car.

Tax refund arrived in the bank and I had already ear-marked the money for various bills, debts, necessities. Things always add up faster than expected and before you know it, there go some of the ear-marks. I suppose it's normal to have to go over the budget again and fine tune, juggle, crunch the numbers again. It is just so frustrating. Times like this are the moments that remind me I'm doing this household, heavy, life-changing moments alone, never married. It can be scary, but as the resiliency starts to kick in to nudge me forward, I have learned over the years just to plow ahead and not sweat every detail so much. Focus on the big picture, knock the little sh*t tasks out of the way and it will all work out eventually. Note, I did not say work itself out. I know I have to put major work into this thing called life, but as long as I don't over think the tasks in the battle and do think/focus on the destination, I will win this war. Pretty soon it will stop feeling like a war and start feeling like a dream vacation. Are we not supposed to enjoy life to the fullest? Yes, we are.

I have come a long way. Oregon was the worst. G-d bless the folks that choose to live there and make the most of their lives if they love it, but it was not for me! We lived near the central coast and during our 7 year stretch up there, you only get about 2 good months a year of pleasant weather. Sure, it's gorgeous up there year round, but sunshine and mild weather? Don't count on it.

California is our home state, born and raised. Never thought I'd live in Las Vegas, and here we are. After moving back down to California from Oregon for just about one year, was laid off of a pretty good job I landed in the Bay Area that was supposed to be a permanent hire. It was a pretty cush job at an Architect firm. Unfortunately, soon after I was hired, Corporate decided to downsize again, so since I was one of the most recent hires, I was the first to go. Wish they had thought of that before they hired me, but everything for a reason. Within that week, got a call from my Uncle that he needed to sell the house we were renting. Maybe California was just meant to be a stepping stone along our path to finding life again outside of Oregon.

What's the opposite of Oregon? The desert. We love it out here in Vegas! It is relatively much newer than San Jose, where we were in California, and we are in a much nicer, cleaner neighborhood now. For anyone that has not been to Vegas, or only visits "the strip" side of town or has only heard about Vegas and can only imagine; there are neighborhoods and townships that stretch out all around the famous strip that are worlds away from that lifestyle. We live in a quiet, beautiful, clean, manicured, lake shore community with parks, ducks, geese, swans and a lot more wild-life than I would have guessed lives out here in the desert. There are cute little wild bunnies all over! I haven't been able to get close enough to one to get a picture, they are fast.

Tonight was just about jotting a quickie post to update my blog. I definitely need to redesign it. I want to find a whole new layout, one not so childish, more professional blogger looking. I need to add some pictures, widgets, links. I have a lot of work to do.