Tuesday, July 28, 2009


When did I ask you to judge me?

I choose not to judge you because I am not fully aware of your experience nor do I understand the undertakings of your soul and what lessons you seek to learn in this lifetime. Far be it for me to judge that which I have no knowledge of. Rather I choose to accept you just exactly as I find you and honor your journey. I know what you do is perfectly right for you. It may not be in alignment with my truth but certainly it is yours. I respect and honor that. I wish you well no matter your path.

Each and every person is unique unto themselves. There is no perfection to achieve but rather, and more importantly, the task of simply being authentic. From the moment of birth, we are told what to think and say, how to feel, act, and what to believe. This information comes from our family, loved ones, friends, teachers , acquaintances and the media.
In our efforts to be loved and accepted, we try valiantly to fit in but somewhere along the way, we loose sight of who we truly are.

And the judgement comes to keep us tightly bound in misconception....

Until you embrace who you are and your personal truth, freedom from misconception will never arrive.
Until you take away other people's power to judge you, you will accumulate more ropes and chains that inhibit the beauty of your soul.
Until you understand that their words are meaningless as they can not define your truth, you will continue to listen.
Your spirit will never have the opportunity to soar.

Just for today say " I do not give you permission to judge me"
Just for today , judge no one.
Just for today allow yourself to think , act and feel what is perfectly right for you.
Stand in your truth .
Just for today embrace what makes you unique and be more accepting of it.
Just for today be more accepting of others.

Just for today say " I am not here to live up to your expectations. I am here to live up to MINE.

Thursday, July 23, 2009

There is a Plan

There is a plan people. You don't have to go through life without direction. No need to feel lost.
Quite like Hansel and Gretel, there are bread crumbs somewhere.
If you were planning to drive somewhere,wouldn't you take the time to look at a map so you know how to get there?
Same thing really, Numerology is the roadmap to your life. It is the Instruction Manuel. It holds the information about your Destiny.
It is your soul plan. It is what your soul sought to experience in this lifetime. You planned this and so it has been written in your Date of Birth and Name at Birth.
You have options, you can run on auto pilot or you can tap into the incredible wisdom and insight your Personal Numerology Chart offers.
A Numerologist is a medium who connects to the energy of the numbers and reads your energy through them. It takes years of study and experience to fully understand Numerology but in the end, a Numerologist combines knowledge with intuitiveness and Divine Guidance when doing a reading.

Numerology teaches that nothing is by coincidence, neither the day you were born nor the name you were given. Numerology discerns your “Cosmic Code” from the information found in your Date of Birth and Name given at birth. Numerology embraces the belief that the individual enters a given life by choice, at a certain time and into a certain environment that will give him an opportunity to further evolve in consciousness.

Numerology gives you an opportunity to be more aware of yourself, the talents you have, and the pathway you choose to use these abilities. Numerology identifies your talents and gifts, brings you clarity about your life and your reason for being, and also identifies your challenges and lessons to be learned along the journey of your lifetime. Numerology provides insight into your destiny and helps you to understand the energy behind your life as well as the energy you bring to live it. It also speaks of past-life knowledge you have as well as any Karma that you are working out in this lifetime.
When it comes to self-enlightenment, Numerology helps you to understand yourself, your underlying motivations and validates who you are and why you are the way you are. Most often a Numerology chart serves as an explanation for events in a person’s life and gives you clear guidance for the future. Truly, Numerology is the “Autobiography of your Soul”. Understanding your Numerology, simply put, validates your life experiences. Understanding yourself, puts you on the path for your greatest achievements

Sunday, July 19, 2009

Psychics Mediums and Things That Go Bump in the Night

I had the opportunity to attend a gallery event in Doylestown PA for a psychic medium named Joseph Tittel. Joseph has been a frequent guest on my Radio Show "Visible By Numbers" on BBS Radio. I have also had a personal phone reading from him so I was well aware of his abilities. During that reading he came up with indisputable facts and information that were so specific, there was no doubt in his ability to connect to the "other side". I , however, had never seen him in person and was curious about the whole process of mediumship.

As the room filled, I wondered what motivated these other people to attend. I assumed they lost a loved one and were they hoping to receive messages from them. I was grateful that I was not there for that reason. Yes, I have lost family members but distant ones and I never have experienced deep grief except when my dog Gus died. It would have been cool if Gus came through but I am not sure if Joseph could have understand his high pitched frenzied barking.
But I digress.

Joseph was introduced by his very charming partner Bob who explained to all of us the process of a gallery style event. Soon Joseph took the stage.
The first thing I noticed was Joseph's aura. I suppose I should mention that I see auras and his was vibrant. He spoke for awhile about his life and I enjoyed his humor and his public speaking abilities. Lets face it, you can be the most gifted psychic medium in the world, but charisma and charm goes a long way with your delivery. Joseph had both.

It was finally time for the readings and I observed an intensity in Joseph and you could almost perceive a switch being turned on within him. The pace of his speech quickened and with closed eyes, he began sharing the first messages of the night. Information comes to him in almost shotgun speed. Names, dates and very specific information flowed from him. His accuracy was nothing less than impressive. I also observed his aura intensifying.

I sat next to a man receiving a reading and he validated everything Joseph was saying. I watched the man closely and knew Joseph was hitting home with what he was saying.
Reading after reading and nodding affirmations and validations continued as the evening progressed.

I tend to shy away from using the words " a gift" as I believe people are gifted in many ways. Observe the love and caring in a Mother's eyes and you witness the gift of unconditional love.
Listen to music that feeds your soul and you realize people are gifted with incredible musical ability. Watch a dancer, an artist, an actor and you get my drift.
In the end, as the gallery event closed, I realized that Joseph did indeed have the gift of mediumship, though I never doubted it. It is a gift just like any of the others but he is extraordinary at it.

It was an absolute pleasure to witness him in action and for what it is worth, I would highly recommend Joseph as a psychic medium.

Friday, July 3, 2009

When Humility Comes a Knocking Learn to Laugh at Yourself

I am about to share with you an absolutely mortifying experience. Most people would not survive it and live to laugh about it but the story must be told because no matter what your mortifying experience has been, mine is probably much worse. You decide.

I live in PA and I am originally from NY which requires many a trip to NY to visit my family. This ends up to be an exhausting experience as there are many people to see and I am constantly on the run. Although I love them dearly, these weekend visits take their toll on my energy.
After a 4 Day visit, my husband and I were on the long drive home. Nature came calling and I had him pull into a McDonald's so I could go to the bathroom. Now mind you, I hate public bathrooms but sometimes you have to go and have no choice. My husband stayed with the car as our dogs were with us and I went in to do my "girlie thing".

Do you have any idea how hard it is to not sit on a public restroom seat? You have to delicately balance yourself in a hovering position, knees bent and sometimes aching, your butt precariously perched and at the same time relax so you can do what you came to do.
You hurry up and wipe , pull up your pants, wash your hands and get the hell out of there because public rest rooms give you the heebie-jeebies. Ok maybe I am the only one public bathrooms give the heebie-jeebies and OK maybe I need therapy but that is not the point of the story.

I returned to the car and my husband wanted to go in and get something to eat so I stood outside the car stretching my legs before beginning another marathon drive on the highway to home. While standing there I nonchalantly reached back and felt something unusual and when I grabbed it, I realized it was a long wad of toilet paper that was dangling out the back of my pants. I then realized in my haste to wipe and get out of the dreaded public restroom, the toilet paper did not get flushed but rather accompanied me to the car. My first reaction was to die right there and my second reaction was to laugh hysterically at myself. I quickly grabbed the toilet paper and kicked it under the car. THANK GOD I discovered it and took care of the problem. End of story right? No ..not so fast

I noticed my husband coming out of the McDonalds and he was laughing. I asked him what was so funny and he told me that all the kids working the counters were laughing at this lady who just left the restaurant with toilet paper sticking out the back of her pants.

Now internally I was laughing at myself but I was not about to tell my husband that the toilet paper challenged lady in question was me.
As we pulled away from our parking space, I quickly tried to divert his attention from the wad of white toilet paper laying on the black aspalt that suddenly looked like a friggin mountain and was being slowly exposed as we backed out. I yelled "Oh Look at the Hawk!~" and seeing my husband loves hawks..it worked like a charm. My secret was safe ( except for the 8 or so teenagers working at the McDonalds in Scranton PA)

The moral of the story is if you can not laugh at yourself, who can? You can be the most charismatic, accomplished person in the world but eventually humility will come a knocking and sometimes it comes in the form of toilet paper sticking out the back of your pants.

Now please do NOT tell my husband. I do want him to be the only person in the world to still think of me as being a refined and delicate lady. It is our little secret.
I am still laughing though ...