Below are the 3 free classes that we offered for Living from Spirit University
- Goal Achievement Meditation
- Introduction to Hypnosis
- Introduction to Mediumship
When you allow the critics, the naysayers, the haters (ie assholes) to get to you, you hand them your power on a silver platter!
*WARNING!* Joisey Gurl Lesson here. I am definitely tappin into my Joisey Gurl side on this one. NOT for the faint at heart!
I learned that lesson at a young age when I carried anger, resentment & self loathing because of the emotional, sexual, & physical abuse dealt to me by my step father from 9yo on. When you have a parent figure that beats you down, puts you down & is molesting you, your self esteem takes a HUGE hit to say the least, especially when you also get bullied at school too! Let’s just say I wasn’t rockin the frizzy hair, broken out face, & stop sign wire glasses as much as I would’ve liked. Seriously! How did I not do drugs then?? How am I not doing drugs now??!
When I realized by carrying those feelings of anger, resentment & self loathing, I was still giving my step father power over me. And that is when I said, “FUCK THAT SHIT!” “You stole my childhood! I won’t ALLOW you to steal my power or the rest of my life anymore!” And I became a rebel with a cause, and that cause was ME!
I DECIDED then that the only opinion that truly mattered about myself was mine! That if I liked myself, that is all that matters. Does it mean that when you have a hater it doesn’t sting? Especially if it’s in your own family? No! But it doesn’t mean I hand them over my power either. I remember my younger self & say, “FUCK THEM!” There’s ALWAYS going to be haters no matter how magnificent you are. AND it says more about THEM and not you!
I didn’t even march to the beat of a different drum in school, I marched to the beat of MY OWN drum! Even when it wasn’t popular to do so. And middle school and high school are tough places to do that lemme tell ya. I want to thank a few high school friends who reminded me of that when we reconnected on FB. I thought I was invisible except when I was getting picked on, and now I found out I was actually inspiring people with my out of the box approach to life, the beat of my own drum.
At 11yo I made a conscious CHOICE, a promise to myself if you will. I knew I had no choice at 11yo other than to figure out how to deal with the shit that was coming my way and not lose my mind or self, from my mother’s bad choices in men, and well, bad choices all the way around.
So I promised myself then, that as an adult I would NEVER ALLOW anyone to take my choices OR my power away again, because as an adult I would ALWAYS have choices that I didn’t have as a kid, and NO ONE could take them away from me ever again! I won’t ALLOW it! And I held strong to my 11yo promise to myself to this day. Man! My 11yo self just knew shit!
I won’t even hand my power over to the grief of losing my beautiful son or the grief others have tried to dump on me. Again, it’s a choice because grief is CONSTANTLY nipping at my heels & even my throat! Make no mistake, it’s a hard choice to make not to succumb to the grief, but I will NOT hand my power over on a silver platter to grief either! I will make grief my bitch first!
So remember kiddies, when you ALLOW the critics, the naysayers and the haters (ie assholes) even if it’s family, to get to you, bother you, bring you down, you are handing them YOUR power on a silver platter. Don’t hand them your power on a silver platter! (I keep hearing that Direct tv guy’s voice! lol)
This has been your Joisey Gurl lesson for today. Now get out there and kick some hater ass by taking your power back!
Martin and I were out today and stopped off for something to eat. While enjoying our lunch I happen to notice someone walk by that caught my eye. It was someone I haven’t seen in maybe 5 years. Someone we met in our store back in 2003 that became a regular fixture in our store. I was so surprised to see him, his name is Nick. Our store really opened his intuitive gifts and he went from Comcast to channeling and being a massage therapist. Coming into our store and meeting us changed his life and it was good to see that he is still on his spiritual path.
Anyway, we had a great conversation with him catching up. He is still very much into his intuitive gifts and has continued to work on them. We told him that we are pulling together a program for parents of intuitive children, which he thought was a much needed service.
We talked about how enlightened these kids are now a days and that the public school system and the food are not serving them in the least. He also knows how these kids now have a higher vibration than what we had at their age and they will not take the nonsense they are being fed, on all levels. They are here to shift the consciousness of the planet and it is our job to support them.
I talked to him about Andrew knowing he was an Avatar while he was here. How he told me he was one while in the PICU in the beginning of our leukemia journey. I went on to tell Nick about the night Andrew told me this information and how 4 Avatars appeared on the tv screen that had the cosmos on it. Andrew went on to describe each Avatar and the messages they were giving him.
Nick brought up the interesting point that perhaps they were part of his “crew” that were there to take Andrew at the appropriate time. If Martin and I had not stepped up to the plate, then they would have taken Andrew the first week like the doctors thought he would go. The doctors thought Andrew wouldn’t make it to the 2nd floor, the oncology floor, but we showed them who they were dealing with.
I never thought about who they might have been, or why they were showing themselves to Andrew that night, I was still trying to wrap my head around what just happened to my son and our lives. But I guess since Andrew is an Avatar, they must’ve been his posse, his counsel of Avatars. That is some really powerful information! It may seem like common sense conclusion, but we are still taking in everything that has happened to us these past 6 years and trying to make sense of it all, so the penny hasn’t dropped on everything yet. I know I was blown away by the information these Avatars were giving Andrew, but also knew I wouldn’t remember it. Well consciously anyway, but on a cellular level I knew I would. It was an amazing night, even through all the trauma, and after talking to Nick today, it seems even more profound.
This has been one helluva interesting journey with that son of mine that continues to unfold. More pieces of the puzzle keep coming together. I look forward to more of it unfolding because I know we have yet to begin scratching the surface of this intense and powerful journey that we are on with our Avatar, our son, our PureHeart.
IT’S ALL GOOD!
Martin took a notion yesterday, while Kaliana was here, and put batteries in the singing crescent moon we have in Andrew’s bathroom. It’s been up there for years, when I think about it, it’s been about 10-12 years. I can’t believe it’s been that long. Honestly I have to reference Andrew’s passing to get a timeline for things because time really has no meaning to me anymore. I really thought that singing moon had been up there for like 5 years or so, but Andrew has been “gone” for over 6 years and he was a little guy when I got it. His passing date helps me to keep track of the time that has passed. Things have become BD, ie Before Diagnosis, and AD, After Diagnosis.
Andrew used to hit that damn singing moon every time he went into or by his bathroom. He looked for any excuse to go near his bathroom, so I’d hear “Dancing In The Moon Light” A LOT when we first got it. What was I thinking buying a singing moon with a young boy in the house!? LOL I miss those days!
A little while after Andrew passed, Martin and I were sitting in the living room when we heard it go off on it’s own out of the blue. I believe I blogged about it then. I believe it only went off that one time and we knew who the culprit was, a son helping his grieving parents get through. We haven’t messed with that moon in years, until yesterday when Martin put in batteries from the Dollar Tree. Hmmm I wonder who inspired him to do that one!
Let’s just say that Kalitana,(what she calls herself now) was less than amused by the singing crescent moon. To say she was totally creeped out by it is an understatement. BUT it would appear that Andrew is loving it as much as he use to!
It was going off by itself, it would go off when we turned off the bathroom light. Elatia would hit the button and it wouldn’t sing, but walk out of the bathroom it would go off! Martin showed me how every time he turned off the light it’d go off. It’s battery operated, so the switch has nothing to do with it. Later that day I went into the bathroom and hit the button and it did nothing, but that night when I went in to brush my teeth, it started singing! If you could call it that, remember, it has Dollar Tree batteries in it, so it sounded more possessed than a cheery moon singing. Then it just started making a high pitch noise after that! It was so effin odd!
I asked Martin if Andrew was taking responsibility for all of this and he informs me, “YES!” I asked him why? He replies as I hear the answer myself, “Because he/I can!”
So now we have the Thomas The Tank Engine that likes to go off on it’s own, as well as the crescent moon. Kaliana had the Thomas the Tank Engine last week that she could get to make noise, but when I tried it, NADA! NOTHING! ZIPPO! Not a peep or a chugga chugga out of it! I think Andrew likes to watch me trying to figure this out to make sure it is a paranormal event. Just your average day at the magickal Jordan household! =D
IT’S ALL GOOD!
Foot note, I just went into the bathroom to wash my face & use a derma wand on my face (to keep my youthful glow) & it started AGAIN! Nothing all day today, but a Chatty Kathy now. Because they are cheap batteries in it, it doesn’t finish the song and the mouth was open…for a few mins then it closed itself. I pushed the button earlier today, NOTHING again! Pushed it when it stopped just now, NOTHING! I turn off the light and it starts singing AGAIN! But when I went back in, it didn’t do it! That moon AND my son taunt me! lol
Martin and I have been doing a lot of readings with Andrew lately. Martin brought up running a reading special for the holidays back in December. Well, we got real busy, real fast! A lot of the readings were with grieving moms. It was an honor and privilege to meet these kids and give their messages to their moms.
All these kids have been so funny, so happy. I asked Martin, in my best De Niro voice “So what’s the deal? When these kids cross over, they become funny… like a clown?” Martin said, “Yes, Ghostie the Clown,” which then lead to corny Casper jokes.
Anyway, on a recent call with a grieving mom who lost a teenage son, some fun ensued yet again. Andrew tends to instigate the hilarity with these boys because he knows Martin will love it. These kids really are funny and fun to deal with, they lift our spirits.
On these readings I ask the parent if it is a daughter or son they want to connect with, because there is always a gaggle of Spirits talking to Martin, and we only have 20 mins. If Martin knows the sex of the child, he can sort through who’s who quicker.
This grieving mom’s Dad came through first, then her son. Martin had 3 that came forward. Andrew was there helping out, organizing like he use to do here, bringing forward who needed to come through and holding back the rest. His touch of OCD comes in handy even on the other side! lol
Martin asked him how many Spirits were there. Andrew said, “Three.” Martin said, “I know that! But there’s more there, how many?” Andrew replies, “Just worry about the 3 you have there Daddy!” Basically telling Martin to mind his own business, it’s a 20 min reading so quit dickin around! LOL Andrew knows that Martin loves the banter between them, even on readings.
Martin being insistent, like a toddler, (Andrew just gave me that adjective lol) wanted to know how many Spirits were there in total. While still on the reading, Andrew made Martin go around with him as they counted the Spirits together. They get done counting them, and there was 25 Spirits in all. Andrew’s back was to Martin when Martin asked him, “Why did you make me go around with you? Why not just tell me the damn number?” Andrew turned around and pointed to his t-shirt that he was now wearing, and not the robe that he was just wearing. His t-shirt said, with a hand on it with the index finger pointing out like an Uncle Sam poster at Martin, but with the energy of Darth Vader, “I AM Your Teacher!” Booya! SCHOOLED once again by the boy! LOL Did Andrew just do a spiritual B.I.S.S on Martin? I believe he did!
I’m surprised Andrew didn’t start breathing like Darth Vader for dramatic geek effect. But then again, we were on a reading. If it had of just been the 2 of them, Andrew would have pulled out all the effects and props. Martin said Andrew is a prop guy. But we were on a reading and Martin needed to focus. Andrew was reminding Martin that he is always in training, AND it’s just so much damn fun playing with Marts like that!
Martin said Andrew was wearing his “go to” robe that he usually sees him in. It’s the dark green velvet robe he got when he crossed. Andrew was wearing that even when his back was to Martin, but when he turned around to answer Martin, it was the t-shirt. Martin said he didn’t even see it change, it just was. Again, Andrew was just showing off what he can do now with the speed of thought. =D
I love our parent/son, Avatar/student times, especially when we get to work together like this. I know the work we do with Andrew/PureHeart is so powerful and makes a difference in peoples’ lives. It just reminds us that there truly is no separation. We just have to be willing to up our game AND remember….
IT’S ALL GOOD!
It’s funny that when Andrew was here, he was trying to levitate at a very young age and knew he could move things with his mind. But then get frustrated when he couldn’t do it. He told me when he was around 9yo that he knew he could levitate, but couldn’t understand why he couldn’t here. Not to discourage him, I explained that this plane is denser and it’s harder to do, but it wasn’t impossible. That is when he found his love of Monks, because he read somewhere that they had mastered levitation, and that fascinated him. He wanted some of that!
So of course him being on the other side now, he has shown us how he can move things at the speed of thought right in front of Martin’s eyes. He did it with a crystal sphere. He moved his dragon from the back of his dresser behind his meditation chair to ON his chair, his first Christmas not physically here. He recently had Martin’s glasses fly off the table that I recently wrote about. He has shown us what he can do with electricity, especially when he first left. While he loved it here, he was diggin all the things he knew he could now on the other side without the constraints of his body.
So I recently found out his latest escapade. And it’s a pretty darn big one AND it wasn’t even with us! I’m going to have to have a little chat with him about that. Ok, just did, that speed of thought thing. He told me he likes spreading the wealth. Well Prettymama wants some more of that wealth! His latest escapade was with someone who never met him while he was here, and only recently met him this year while reading my book. She has been working on her mediumship skills and decided to ask for Andrew’s help. She met him first in a dream, which had a profound effect on her. Then it got real serious a few months later.
A few months ago she asked Andrew to come to her as she laid in bed ready to go to sleep. That’s when the magick happened. Andrew literally opened her window and walked through it! She was astounded! So much so she didn’t remember anything else other than he did talk to her but doesn’t remember what he said. I think if he showed up for me like that I wouldn’t remember WTH he said either!
It made me wonder why he would literally open the window when he could go through it, which he thought was so cool while he was here and wanted to be able to do that, or why didn’t he just appear to her. But walking through walls or windows is passe now I guess, like so this past life time. LOL
Again, I got the same answer from him like I did when I asked him about the glasses he pushed off the table. He told me he was going old skool because opening a window was more impressive without the physical body. Made complete sense to me I thought. This is what makes sense in my life now. My son physically opening a window without physically being here and appearing to someone neither of us have met here. LOL And I thought my life was weird before Andrew left! He has brought it to a whole other level of weird that I didn’t even know existed! BUT!!!!!….
It’s All Good!!
Thanksgiving Eve has been the tradition of when we put up our Christmas tree. We’ve done it since Andrew was a little boy and when he got old enough he took over the tradition himself making it even more of a tradition/procedure. I have written before about how Andrew loves his procedures.
On Thanksgiving Eve he would put on some Enya or Gary Stadler’s “Fairy of The Woods” music as he would put up the tree and the lights on it. He had a very concise way he liked to do it and didn’t even let Martin help him! He had his procedure and didn’t like anyone messing with it, not even his Dad. On Thanksgiving Day Andrew would then help me decorate the tree in between getting the food prepared and cooked.
I loved our procedure, our tradition to officially kick off the holiday season. I miss Andrew being here physically for it. He loved the holidays and always had that childlike excitement about it, even at 15yo, even at 16yo dealing with leukemia. We were making plans for how we were going to try and keep our tradition even while in the hospital. We would have been in isolation in the transplant ward and we were all looking forward to it, a room all to ourselves to decorate however we wanted. We weren’t going to let a little thing like leukemia stop us from our holiday procedure!
I have continued our tradition of Thanksgiving Eve as best I could since Andrew left. Including the first one that he wasn’t here for, only a month after he left. Even last year when we had to do a Fakesgiving since we were going to be in the UK touring for Thanksgiving, we put up the tree on Fakesgiving Eve, but never got a chance to decorate it.
This year I was unable to put up the tree on Thanksgiving Eve because we couldn’t find the freakin tree stand and pole! But that is another story for another blog post. Let’s just say, the Fae were at play!
Anyway, Martin and I FINALLY put the tree up together on Dec 2nd, while trying to listen to Andrew’s fav holiday music, Enya & Fairy of The Woods on Pandora, but that too is another story for another blog post, the same aforementioned post I mentioned in the previous paragraph. Again, the Fae were at play.
Now, as Martin was putting the lights on the tree, he and Andrew get into a “discussion” I will call it. Andrew was telling Martin he was putting the lights on wrong. As you can see why “discussion” has quotations. (“moon flowers” That’s for you Chrissy Mac)
Andrew told Martin that he needed to reverse how he had put the strand of lights on the tree. Martin questioned him as to why, what difference did it make? So Andrew proceeds to tell him that where the plug was, it didn’t have lights close to the plug & needed to be on the bottom close to the wall. So Martin had to redo the lights because why? The boy was right!
As Martin continues to put the strands of lights on the tree, he feels like some of the branches were pushing back here and there. That’s when he realized it was Andrew guiding him on where the lights should go. Martin was telling me all of this as it was happening. I was sitting in the chair LMAO at my 2 boys putting the lights on the tree. Andrew is still making sure things are done HIS way, you know, the right way! It was fun and felt normal, like I say, it was like the old days, just in the new way, and I’ll take that any day over the alternative.
As usual, our boy was reminding us that through the holidays and always he’s still with us, loving us, hugging us, still part of the family participating, like he would let the lack of a physically body stop him, he just told me, and …
IT’S STILL ALL GOOD!
Kaliana was over today and ran her Daba ragged while I worked. Martin said she was in every room of the house today. Something very interesting happened in the back room that use to be Elatia’s and is now Kaliana’s/Maymee’s room/gym.
Martin was working with Kaliana on making an energy ball. She enjoyed that, but it was what happened after that, that was very interesting.
Martin aka Daba was back in Kali’s room with her when he asks her, “who’s that?” pointing to Andrew’s poster. She’s replies, “Andrew… MUCK!” She’s sitting there playing with her dolls when she holds her hand up towards a corner of the room and says, “I’ll help!” Martin said Kaliana’s eyes were a bit glazed over and she was very focused.
Martin was thrown aback by that so he asks Andrew what they were doing together, Martin hears nothing. He asks again and Andrew informs him to, “mind your business Daddy!” Martin said he was kicking his foot around the room figuring he’d eventually hit Andrew, grumbling “tell me to mind my business will ya!” LOL
Kaliana stayed like that for a few minutes as Martin watched her, he knew it wasn’t his place to interfere. She showed her hand to Martin and said, “hot Daba!” And sure enough her hand was hot! Then she said, “I’m done.” She then laid down on the futon and Martin laid beside her when out of the blue she looks at him and says to Martin, “Two peas in a pod” several times. That is what Andrew would say to Martin, “we’re 2 peas in a pod Daddy!” It was their thing. Martin felt excited when she said that because as she said it, he could smell Andrew’s aftershave he use to wear.
Even though I have known since Kali was tiny that she could see Andrew, I was disappointed, well actually heart broken that Andrew wasn’t here to be an uncle to her. I’d see her other uncles with her and my heart would sink because I knew I would never see her with her Uncle Andrew, the coolest uncle of them all! But after today I know that she indeed DOES have her Uncle Andrew in her life, and in a powerful and profound way I never could have imagined! They are actually working together on some high vibrational stuff! She is the Sorcerer’s Apprentice! How cool is that? It does a PrettyMama’s heart good to know that my son and granddaughter do have a special bond together after all! AND it reminds me that….
IT’S ALL GOOD!
I forget what show was on TV that reminded me of this, but it was a boy who had done something spectacular for his parents. He took care of them in a big way, and it reminded me of when Andrew was a little boy. When he was little he always told me that when he grew up, he was going to make a lot of money, like a gazillion dollars, and take care of me and Martin.
He said that we were going to move into his HUGE mansion or castle when he found out I liked castles, and he was going to take care of us. In fact he stuck to that story even as he got older. Even in the hospital he loved all the time we spent together. He said we were always going to live together. I guess we are in a way, just not in a way I ever would have imagined! *snnnniff* *wipes tear*
Anyway, I was whining to Martin about Andrew lying to me. Andrew said he was going to get us that big mansion and take care of us, but instead the schmuck left us! What kind of crap is that? I feel robbed I tell ya! ROBBED! Martin takes my whining episode like he takes all my whining episodes, especially about Andrew, with a grain of salt.
As I continue on with my whine-fest, Martin barely listening nor taking me on, asking why Avatar Boy still can’t take care of his parents here and help us get that big mansion and live the lifestyle I wanted to become accustomed to, Martin finally answers me. He informs me that Andrew is getting us all those things, they are just on the other side waiting for us! SERIOUSLY? I gotta die before my son keeps his promise? C’mon! DAMMIT! Why the hell are all my knives dull, I have no garage or any pills in my house other than herbal supplements to keep me healthy? *sigh* I want all my shit I was promised dammit! I just can’t win here I tell ya! LOL
So all this time Andrew was referring to my castle on the other side. At least I know I have some really cool shit waiting for me when I finally get there! Well then I guess I’ll just keep on keeping on until that time, and maybe save up for a knife sharpener in the mean time. =D Until then…
IT’S ALL GOOD!
Martin and I went to Trader Joe’s today, we just love that store, and we were really excited when they came to town. Andrew would always go grocery shopping with me when he was here, so to ease my pain of him not being here, Martin and I go together now. Martin gets giddy like a little girl when we are going to trader Joe’s.
On the way home from the store Martin hears Andrew say, “Guess what I got Daddy?” Martin says, “I don’t know, what?” Andrew, “Guess!” Martin, “I don’t know, tell me!” Andrew says, “look over there!” Martin starts looking around seriously, cause he’s in it to win it, and he’s looking for something really profound. Martin asks Andrew, “What am I suppose to look at?” Andrew says, “Over there!” Martin psychically tunes in and knows where to look now, and sees a lighted sign in a store front window where all he can see is, because of the cars, “Nobody,” lit up.
Martin says, “Nobody?” Andrew shows him like in charades, to stretch it out. Martin says, “Noooooboddddy?” Andrew, “That’s what I got Daddy, no body! Get it?” Andrew starts laughing.
That’s when Martin proceeds to tell me about the conversation with Andrew and asks me what do I see over there. I ask, “where?” Martin says, “The sign.” “The lighted one?” I asked. Martin confirms it and proceeds to tell me the rest of the story. I was like, “Seriously Dude? I’m glad this is fun for you!” as I was laughing as well, because I couldn’t believe how Andrew went about this just to make a joke. BUT it did get our attention.
Martin was trying to correct Andrew that the question shouldn’t be “Guess what I got?” You’d think Martin would learn about trying to correct Andrew, aka Avatar Boy, because Andrew took him to school yet again. Martin grumbled “freakin Spirit Grammar Nazi!” Which made me laugh more!
Martin and I laughed so hard as we called Andrew all kinds of expletive names I can’t put here, on our way home. He’s still making jokes about not having a body! SCHMUCK! PUTZ! LOL
Martin got sucked in yet again thinking Andrew was going to share something really profound with him that would raise his vibration, and in turn he could then share it with me, and raise my vibration as well. While this wasn’t even a little bit profound, the end result was the same, our vibration was raised through laughter, and we got to have some parent/son time together! Like I say, it felt like the old days, just in the new way.
The moral of the story is, if you think you are making up these experiences with your loved ones on the other side, you’re on the right track!! Martin’s eyes watered, not from tears, but from trance, which is his sign that the moment was real. If it makes you feel good, follow your bliss! That’s what we do and that’s why we can say even after losing our son physically….
IT’S ALL GOOD!