Mon 13 Dec 2010
4 Days and an Awakening
Posted by cindy under Fertility , Mental States , Recreation at 9:46 am[5] Comments
Let’s see if I can whirlwind my way thru this, altho I’ve never been good at concise posts (unless I’m hiding something, ha).
Thursday:
Mr. W and I had discovered a weird raised mole on his shoulder so I made him an appointment with a doctor to get a referral to a dermatologist, if needed. Turns out the regular doctor said it was benign so that was good news, no derm referral necessary. We took the afternoon off work for the appointment, so we went home, he packed a few things, and we went to La Costa Resort & Spa in Carlsbad to spend the night. College roommie Diana and her fiance Eric had a certificate from their gym for a free night there, and she’d stayed there before on a business trip, and they gave us the certificate since it expires mid-month and they weren’t going to use it. The place is so nice! We were given tip top treatment with a golfcourse view off a huge suite, visited a quaint little oceanside town for dinner, enjoyed the huge tub, ate well, took walks. Great time.
Friday:
We took an early walk around the amazing resort grounds, had breakfast overlooking the greens, packed up, checked out, and went to my ob-gyn appointment. The doctor was very nice and looked at the ultrasound printouts the fertility clinic gave me, and agreed that up, these polyps need to come out. She made the referral and I’m expecting a call from the coordinator telling me the when and where and who. This doctor feels like it could be an office visit, much like the LEEP I did years before, and I didn’t need to be put through traditional surgery with the anesthesia and all that. That’s good cuz putting put complete under kinda wigs me out. So I get to watch polyps being removed on the screen. After the appointment, we went shopping at Fashion Island and I bought some stuff for my staff for xmas presents.
Saturday:
I’d booked a half-hour private reading with Rebecca, and booked a half-hour private reading for Mr. W’s friends Yvonne and Yvette right after hours, and invited Rebecca to lunch with all of us afterwards. Rebecca’s office was decorated very spa and very zen, and I commented enthusiastically on the decor as I went in. But minutes after I sat down on the couch, I noticed a compression type of feeling, like the atmosphere was heavy and dense, like I was in the pressurized cabin of a plane. Soon afterwards I found myself straining to take some deep breaths, as if there were pressure against my chest. Then the ear-ringing happened. I thought about bringing this up to Rebecca but didn’t, thinking if there were high-voltage power lines over her office or something unsafe like that, she’s the psychic, she’d know. (I’d brought this up with Mr. W afterwards and he did not feel any of these things.) As soon as she went into our readings, I got distracted and forgot about those feelings. She’s pretty specific when she’s doing private readings, not having to be tactfully private as she is when she’s in a crowd in the coffee shop. She even described our fertility doctor down to a tee, when I expressed concerns with our finances. She asked who the doctor is, and I just gave a last name, no gender. She immediately said, “Does he wear glasses?” Yes! “He is sort of balding on top, slender, petite?” YES YES YES! She says he’ll work with us, talk to him about splitting payments or payment plans; he sometimes needs to be reminded that his patients are humans, but that he’s amenable to working with us. She also said she felt a second child or soul coming to us after the first one. INTERESTING. I was afraid to look at Mr. W when she said this. Haha! After the readings, Rebecca’s husband and young son joined us and we all walked over to a Mexican food place next door to the coffee shop and had a great lunch.
Sunday:
We invited my parents over to treat them to a movie at the VIP Theatre we’ve been going to. They drove down and we had a good time walking around the town after the movie. Unfortunately, the movie that was playing was “Love and Other Drugs,” which I did not look into and just took Mr. W’s word that it was a romantic comedy. Turned out, it was practically a porno. Mr. W apologized to my parents afterwards for not realizing there was so much sex, but my dad laughed it off. After they left for home, Mr. W and I waited for his son to get here; he was over last week and said he was interested in coming with us for Rebecca’s group reading on Sunday, and for us to text to remind him. So I texted Sunday morning, “Reminder…rebecca tonite, be here by 6. :)” He texted back “K” and I was excited. Unfortunately, last minute he decided that a better offer came along to play tennis, so he flaked on us, telling his dad it was because his dad didn’t get back to him on what time Rebecca’s thing was (altho I’d told him to be here at 6p), so he had made plans to play tennis at 8:30 with his friends. Mr. W’s daughter, nearly out of her mind from studying for her finals for the last 4 days, spontaneously decided to come with us. That was unexpected since her religion typically frowns upon things like psychics, reincarnation, etc. She brought her study material and set up at the coffee house. She did participate openly, asking a few questions, watching people get readings on past-life stuff, said she’d never even considered the possibility that this isn’t our one-and-only-shot here as her church always insists it is. She was so touched and impressed by Rebecca she immediately contacted her closest friends and family and wants to book a private session. He even texted her brother saying they can split a private reading, he texted back that’d be cool and that he should’ve come. She said, “Yeah, you should’ve. :(” His flaking bothered me more than I thought it would. I couldn’t figure out why, since it’s not like he’s never flaked before. But I guess this was the first time I had REALLY expected him come through, and it meant something to me personally that he come through, because attendance was a promise he’d made ME. Rebecca did say in our private session on Saturday, tho, that I give him the materials, and it’s up to him to deal with it or not, but that he had a few years left of growing up to do before he came out of the teenager mindset he’s in.
So anyway, since I was up all night feeling bothered anyway, I thought I’d write Rebecca an email. Her response totally blew my mind…
Me:
Hi Rebecca! As usual it was great seeing you today. There were a lot of new people so I didn’t ask anything, giving them an opportunity to get to know you. But something I wanted to bring up…
When I visited you at your office on Saturday, within a few minutes of sitting there, I felt like the physical pressure inside the room was really high. Like in a pressurized cabin of a plane, or when you’re sitting half in and half out of a car and can feel that the pressure inside is denser than outside, and it makes your inner ears feel funny. And then I felt like there was pressure on my lungs, making it hard to breathe. Then my ears started ringing. I’m not sure what that was, and thought about bringing that up to you, but I figured that if there were something “off” about your space, that you’d be the first to know.
Rebecca:
First of all, Cindy, I just want to tell you what a delight you are in so many ways!
The energy you picked up on in my office was several things; the presssure in your chest was your empathy of my asthma. Being empathic means you feel other’s physical or emotional feelings. When that happens, simply acknowledge that you are feeling something, then send it back to the source from where it came.
The ringing in your ears, the funny feeling of being in and out of a car at the same time was about your exposure to the conscious field in my presence. You are showing integrity and clear intention to know more about God, the Conscious Field and Guidance and the Universe is responding to your request by exposing you to more awareness of what it feels like when there are energies around you.
You are the first to tell me of experiencing these sensations while in my office. I have had others talk about how peaceful it is or that it feels like good energy in there, but your awareness is growing by leaps and bounds.
Ringing in the ears has always meant (for me) that something or someone is trying to get me to stop and listen for a moment. I have always thought of the high pitched ringing as beings that are a lighter vibration such as insects or other small beings letting me know they are also helping and guiding when appropriate. It’s a good reminder that all beings in the Universe are supportive. 🙂
:O!!!
=D!!!
I thought about it, and I had been gradually getting to the point where I was more open to direct contact, whereas before I was a little put off by it. I hadn’t thought the 3 sensations I felt in her office was 3 separate things. I was afraid it’d be something like, there’s high-radiation or high-electrical lines flowing over the ceiling of her office and the building managers didn’t want to let her know how unhealthy that is, so they didn’t tell her it was there. I just figured maybe I was sensitive to that the way some people are sensitive to magnetic fields; it didn’t occur to me that it was third-eye type perception because the feelings were so PHYSICAL. I sent up a thank-you for giving me such clear sensations and exposure to that. I also thanked Rebecca for interpreting for me. I’ve felt stress or anxiety before that wasn’t mine, but never a physical feeling that feels like it’s coming from my own nerve cells. Wow. This just makes my week. 🙂
Is there no charge in the coffee-shop? Is meeting Rebecca in the coffee-shop like a mini advertisement for her services?
“Second child or soul”…HMMM…twins?? Or is that even possible with the conception method you are using?
I’m glad you wrote Rebecca the letter and got clarity and insight about the feelings in her office.
I would like to hear more about the step-daughter’s private session, when that happens. Just curious if she is completely convinced Rebecca is for “real”. I’m not indicating that I don’t…but her spiritual background sounds familiar 🙂
No charge for the coffee shop. She doesn’t advertise her private services, it’s more like a public service to help expose as many people to broadening your spiritual knowledge as possible. It was originally held like a class on intuitiveness, but she found that people just want to ask her questions, so she does that, too.
I specifically asked about twins. She said no, one is definitely older than the other. She had said in the original reading about my future kids that there was 1 or 2 souls ready to come over through me, and that we’d make the decision about the 2nd one 2-3 years after the 1st arrives. Now the 2nd feels more definitive. She said she wasn’t sure how the 2nd would come, it could even be by adoption. The thing with how “children” are seen spiritually, is that they are just a “child-figure” and you are a “parent-figure.” So this could apply to stepchildren, adoptive children, a godchild, a child you take in and treat like your own (like a relative), anything like that.
Stepdaughter is totally convinced. Her first question at the coffee shop was, “I’ve been studying for this final tomorrow and I’m totally stressed out…” Rebecca told her, first of all, to make sure she eats breakfast tomorrow, because she has a tendency to skip meals, which causes stomachaches, and then killer headaches, because her body doesn’t function well without fuel and she can’t think well. (I later verified with Daughter that this is true, and I didn’t know she’s Headache Queen because she’s been skipping breakfast. She also confirmed later the stomachaches.) Then Rebecca told her that she knows more than she feels she knows, and that Rebecca would be surprised if the grade was not at LEAST a B on the final. She also said that Daughter studies “backwards,” i.e. she has to see the answer first, then work back to understand why this answer was appropriate for this question, and that even tho the professor tries to get them to learn by answering the question first and memorizing the answer, Rebecca said it’s okay; Daughter can use her backward method because it works best for her. Daughter later confirmed with me, showing me her textbook, that she’s been looking up all the answers in the back of the book first (she had those pages bookmarked) and she DOES work backwards. Daughter asked a couple more questions later and felt more than comfortable trusting Rebecca.
I’ve not seen anyone in our coffee shops like her…it’s always someone trying to be the next big thing in music. One of my friends has a psychic she has suggested several times, I’m just so leery. I think I would like to know “big” answers…but I don’t want to put all my faith in what that person tells me. I suppose I struggle with if we should know what lies ahead…should we alter our paths to accommodate what is “supposed” to happen? Maybe it’s that fundamentalist coming out in me?
2nd soul…maybe it’s a grandchild? See…here I am already trying to figure out YOUR Rebecca mysteries! lol
I’m glad stepdaughter’s mind was put at ease about Rebecca. And I hope she did well on her final. 🙂
This coffeehouse does a lot of cool things with cool guests. I don’t think they do live music, tho.
You should be skeptical, but not closed-minded. There ARE a lot of phonies out there, so you don’t want to be so trusting that you get scammed. You should see all the comments by gullible people under my post called “psychic scams.” (type that into the search field if you wanna see)
She doesn’t tell you what’s “supposed” to happen. Man’s free will assures everything is fluid. She reads the energy around you right now, and tells you, if you continue on this path, this is what lies ahead. If you don’t like it, change it. It’s like me saying, if you keep drinking at that bar, when it closes you’re still gonna be drunk and you’re gonna get in your car and have an accident. If you don’t like it, you can stop drinking now, and get a ride or call a taxi. And, if there’s something you’re not “supposed” to know, she won’t be able to see it to tell you. The universe has infinite wisdom. 🙂
I joked with Daughter and said maybe Rebecca sees HER kid, and she was like, “OH no, not ME! Not for a LONG time!”
She felt happy after her final. She found that she did know more than she thought, and that given the few she had to guess, she felt like it was a B.
Maybe it IS twins but one has an older soul…hmmm… just putting it out there 🙂 UNLESS… you LOVE motherhood so much and want to drop the $$$ have have extra. OR… maybe it’s a future adoption. There is a thing latin women do (and I am sure other cultures) where you have a string and some type of metal and put it over your palm. If it goes in a circl it means you will have a girl and back and forth motion means a boy. It will stop inbetween children. Anyways, my teacher did it and it said she would have 4 kids – boy, girl, boy and finally a girl. SHe had three in that order and had her tube tied, so I am sure there are forces out there that will tell you about the plan that is meant for you.
There was a psyhic I used to go to that had great energy, right on point, but was all the way in LA and it’s too far. But she would record your session for you and it was pretty cool.