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Bringing a Story to Life: Writing, Music, and Ghosts

1hek06I am happy to say I’ve completed the first draft of Book 12 in the Metatron’s Army Series.

It is still unnamed at this point.

It was the most difficult book in the series.

It’s also the longest.

I’m looking forward to Book 13.

Happy to put Book 12 behind me.  It was the most mentally intensive of the series.

Part of the difficulty with this particular installment was the continuous stream of distractions I had to deal with.

Trying to recover from a bout of healthy eating, dealing with the paranormal events that routinely color my life.

It hasn’t been all bad. I did hit on a solution to reverse the damage from eating superfoods, and I have gained a better understanding of how I interact with celestial beings.

Basically, when their energy enters my sphere of awareness, my brain works to resolve what I’m picking up, translating it either as an image, which allows me to identify the individual, or audio, which allows me to hear what they are saying.  Or singing, as the case may be. 

fc736183d4348417e0bb7bae8ba21264I’m Still Here.  So, I was working on book 12 last night and thinking about what I’d discovered.

That there is a serious difference in how a ghost “feels” to me – versus an angel.

It had been awhile since I’d felt ET, the ghost who’s been hanging out off and on since April, 2011.  I began to wonder if I was remembering the way feels correctly.

I’d felt the angel more recently so it was fresh in my consciousness.

I’d just replaced the word hair with strands in the manuscript when I felt a hand on my right shoulder.

It felt different than a human hand but there was a signal that my brain picked up and interpreted as physical before sending the message to my conscious awareness.  It happened with the same speed as it would have with a physical human hand grasping my shoulder.

I glanced up to see ET point at my computer screen.  “I like that,” he said.  “I like what you’re doing with this part of the story, by the way.”

I looked down at my shoulder, up at him, paid attention to how my brain was resolving the energy so that I had a solid visual.

As is often the case, he had a cigarette in his hand.

He pointed, as if I should keep going and not spend time watching him,  but I was burnt out.

I’d been working on the manuscript the entire day. 

s-l300-2I decided to take a music break.  When I looked over, ET had disappeared.  Tired as I was, I began to wonder if it had really happened.  I launched iTunes and clicked on the Artists tab, scrolled down to ET’s music.

I hadn’t listened to any of his stuff in ages.  I have never been a big fan and only have a handful of his songs.

Still wondering if I’d really just heard him praise my use of vocabulary, I clicked one of his songs and fired up Free Cell.  After several minutes I realized something was off.  The songs were playing in reverse order.

I clicked on the iTunes window and sure enough, the songs were playing in reverse.  I couldn’t help but smile.  ET was letting me know he really was there.  I hadn’t imagined it.

No, I hadn’t clicked on anything to do that.  It actually skipped over a song on the way down the list, then went back up, playing all songs, but in reverse order.

Musician As Ghost.  As I’ve mentioned in my Spooky Fun videos, ET has messed with my iTunes lists on my computer and my portable devices since the beginning.  He knows I’m not a big fan of his music.  He isn’t always a fan of mine either.

He once sent my iPod flying off the couch.  Guess he’s not a fan of Bjork.

In 2013, he loaded a bunch of his songs from different albums onto my iPod.

I made a point to listen to the stuff but told him I just didn’t get his music.

Agree to Disagree.  In the end he accepted it.

Sort of.

He told me, “There’s no accounting for taste in music.”

My life – never boring.

 

 

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Spooky Fun In Action

halloween-clip-art-ghost-pumpkinsI’m wrapping up the Spooky Fun series with a video about how a real-life paranormal event inspired a major plot device in the Metatron’s Army Series.

This series, more than any other writing project, has been a crossroads of fact and fiction.

Not only is there a paranormal element to the decision to publish the saga, the original material came about as a way to help me understand my Near Death Experience.

Write What You Know?  MaybeNot all paranormal elements, nor themes nor plots in my material evolved from real-life events.

My nonfiction work is another story.

Write What You Know.  It’s Real.  My understanding of the paranormal played a significant role in figuring out what was wrong with me after moving to the San Francisco Bay Area in 2000.

It only took 9 years to figure out!

In 2003, the absence of my paranormal abilities led me to a visit to the San Francisco Borders Bookstore where I found the work of Russel Targ and Joe McMoneagle.

In my opinion, the loss of Borders Bookstore was one of the worst blows to the literary industry in modern history.  They were one-of-a-kind.

The tireless decades long research of those associated with IRVA and the Stargate Project enabled me to understand the physics behind the paranormal, which led to the first and perhaps most impacting EMF remedy.

The copper, zinc, and silver bracelet.

Which, as I write in Riding the Waves: Diagnosing, Treating, and Living with EMF Sensitivity, led to my discovery of the specific geological differences in areas where I felt better or worse.  The rest stemmed from that original trip to Borders to try to figure out why suddenly, after decades, my paranormal abilities had vanished.

On the flip side of this, as I’ve recently observed, the healthier I get – the more I continue to recover from the heavy metal poisoning that was responsible for the EMF Sensitivity, the stronger my paranormal abilities become.

And the more ideas I get for my writing.

I look forward to showing readers a world they never knew existed.

Happy Halloween Season! 

Today’s video will be available after 2:30pm PST.

Spooky Fun: You Tell Me

The generation of ghosts born between the years 1944 and 1964?So, tomorrow I’m posting a video about the research interaction between my Vegas ghost and me

He’;s highly intelligent and has a ton of world smarts to boot.  And – he’s opinionated – but so am I. 

Our journey to EMF research evolved.  When he first showed up at our home in FC, aware of the rules, he kept to the sidelines. At one point, I noticed he came around when we were cooking dinner.

An activity we do as a family.

I asked him about it and he told me he liked being in the kitchen with us when we make dinner because it reminded him of when he was a kid and ate at his grandma’s house.

This was a doubled-edged sword because he didn’t have the best home life so it kind of showed him/reminded him of what he’d missed.

This led to his frequently asking, “What are you doing?” followed only by, “Why are you doing this?”

As in – you guys seem to be doing it right relative to what I had growing up.  Why? What makes you different?  I need to understand because I am one who studies life.

When I explained about the whole EMF stuff – a lot of it was internal – supplements I was trying, food choices, etc.  At one point I decided to venture out and investigate areas of suspicion.  He asked to come with me.  I figured, “What the hell?  Why not?”

At this point, I figured he was absorbing the love and warmth of being in an accepting family so I just figured he wanted to go to be around that – pick up our energy.

On the trip where he took away my migraine (yesterday’s video), he became an active participant.

I related all his comments and questions to Aaron who participated in the 3-way conversation with no issue.

Going Up.  Everything changed about a year ago.

Given what I now know, I see that I transcended to a new level of health away from the heavy metal and calcium poisoning.  This enabled me to have a clearer communication medium with the ghost(s) in my life.

Our EMF interactions took on a new …

I can honestly say as a writer I can’t find a word.  They were just so damned different.  More serious, I guess.  A new level?

He began to understand the effect of internal and external factors on my health.  Particularly, the foods I ate and drank.  He began to really discuss the matter in-depth and then make suggestions.

Including on dosages of any supplements, or when to stop taking them because he thought they were not helping or might be harming.

He began to tell me when I was heading down the wrong path.

“You don’t have to worry about that.”

This had me asking, “Do you know something I don’t know?”

I’m Not Telling you.  There are a few questions the guy just refuses to answer.

This can be unnerving.

One of them is, “Did God ask you to help me out?  Is it fate that we ended up in the room that evening?  Was it random chance that I happened to be in there – because we’d changed rooms – and I could see you?

He won’t answer.  It’s one of the subjects he won’t even share his opinion about – though I know he has one.

You Tell Me.  His interactions with me also changed.  Not that he gave me answers freely before but beginning about a year ago, when he would give me a suggestion or a hint or a thought – if I ask for clarification, he replies, “You tell me.”

I then need to talk out the entire scientific process.  He doesn’t even necessarily confirm my theories, he just listens then maybe makes me elaborate further.  In the end, I have to work through and for everything.

Meet the Crew.  About the time we began to interact at this new level, a number of ghosts showed up.

Not a coincidence. 

Each of them has had something to offer just as I’ve helped them, providing perspective, having philosophical conversations, pondering what ifs?

They have repeatedly told me they appreciate that I can just sit and not have to talk with them.  We can just sit and watch the birds, the bats, the squirrels, the spiders.  We don’t have to talk.

It has been a relationship of sharing to mutual benefit and though they haven’t immersed themselves in the EMF stuff as much as ET has, they have provided me with gems of information that have helped in other areas.

One of them has helped me understand the “white light” of the NDE experience and how the fact my doorway never closed has enabled me to see and experience things most people aren’t aware of. 

I still think God put these guys in my life for a reason – not just because they can help me but because I can – and have – helped them and they are in his care just as I am.

And there is no horror.  No fear.  No bullsh*t.

Just peace and respect nd the honest exchange of ideas.

Today’s Spooky Fun video, Ghosts as Angels 2, is now available.

 

Writing Life Real Life: The Paranormal In Action

dd9d1756334414206b7fd791f0350b76_review-grimm-super-going-gose-beer-snob-squad-ghost-with-beer-clipart_419-595So, I continue to release a series of Spooky Fun videos that provide snippets of insight into what it’s like to have ghosts and angels in my life.

Something I’ve been dealing with since childhood.

Choosing from the myriad of stories wasn’t too difficult because it was all about fun and sharing some of the lighter side of it all but there is a more serious side.

No, not horror.

In the series, I talk about a spirit I met in Vegas.

His story is in Putting in an Appearance 3, to be released October 22.

We’ve had a very interesting relationship over the years.

It started when I didn’t recognize him (he’s famous).  It got really interesting when he realized I didn’t care that he was famous.  Btw:  I still don’t but he’s good with it now.

It took a lot for us to come to trust each other.

He upped the ante on his fame, I continued to not care.  Didn’t help that we don’t agree on music.

He showed up drunk at our house in Scottsdale.  I threw him out, told him not to come back until he got his sh*t together.  He left – through the energetic doorway I talk about in an upcoming video.  It was several months before I saw or heard from him again.

I wondered if he went to heaven or whatever.**

But as I say at the end of the Putting in an Appearance 3 video, he changed my life and continues to do so.

While we were living in Fort Collins, he became interested in my EMF research, rode shotgun while I did road trip research, helped me in my efforts. Highly intelligent, he was curious.

Spirits are so much more than most people can imagine and we haven’t begun to scratch the surface of understanding.

Too busy trying to exploit them or screaming at them to go to the light – neither of which they appreciate, or so I’ve been repeatedly told.

Research!  Just as with everything else that significantly impacts my life, I have made an in-depth, if not lifelong, study of the paranormal.

The spirits have been more than happy to add to my knowledge base.

And Heaven?  **  I once asked one of them “Why aren’t you in heaven?”  He smiled at me and replied, “You assume I’m not.”  He waved a hand out and said, “Heaven is all around us.  You [people] see so little of what’s around you.”

That may be but I’m learning…

Spooky Fun – The Paranormal In Action

done  HALLOWEEN /// halloween night

Tis the Season for Spooky Fun.  To celebrate, I have done a series of videos in which I talk about what it’s like to have ghosts and angels in my life.  I’ll be posting these videos throughout the remainder of October

Teaser:  Though I discuss the difference between angels and ghosts, my very first encounter with a spirit – which happened when I was five – remains a mystery of the two.

To this day I don’t know if the girl was an angel or a spirit.

We were at my maternal grandmother’s house in Farmington Hills and I was outside playing before dinner.  I heard crying.  I followed the sound and found a little girl all dressed in white – blonde hair with a light blue ribbon in her long hair – sitting on the back steps of the house next door to my grandmother’s.

The one on the corner.

Feeling bad for the little girl, I went up and talked to her for quite some time. When I heard my name being called I told her I had to go but I invited her to dinner with us.

Being a descendant of Scottish Highlanders, I was taught there’s always room for one more at the dinner table.

She told me she couldn’t and I went back – regretting leaving her behind.  I asked my grandmother who the little girl next door was.  As you may have guessed, my grandmother had no idea who I was talking about.  She said, “There is no little girl next door.”

I said, “Well, maybe she’s visiting her grandparents.”

My grandmother said, “Bethy, my neighbors aren’t even home.  They’re on vacation.  There’s no one there.”

I ran back out and the little girl was no longer sitting there.

I looked for her everywhere, called out for her – though she never gave me her name.

I returned and was very upset.  So was my grandmother but not because she thought I was lying.  You see, being psychic runs in our family.  It often skips a generation for some reason but regardless, it was a sobering moment for my grandmother.

She understood the burden of it – and I was only five.

She hugged me and told me not to worry about it.

Twenty years later, the ghost of my grandmother appeared at my Farmington Hills apartment to comfort me at a time of need.  It was one of the more startling moments of my paranormal life.

I hope you enjoy hearing about the more memorable – and often humorous – paranormal events in my life.

Bringing a Story to Life – The Paranormal in Action (Still)

_imgI’ll preface this piece by pointing out that sometimes a cigar is just a cigar.  I don’t see every shooting star as an omen nor every coincidence as anything more than a coincidence.  But that doesn’t stop me from taking note of events that jump out due to the timing or some other characteristic that makes them unique and statistically – if not paranormally – significant.  Just such a thing happened to me today and as it followed on to a recent event of note, I thought that instead of posting as a reply to the comment, I’d put the article here.

For people who wish to experience more synchronistic events in their lives…keep track of them.  The more you observe them, the more you will see them in your life.  I also suggest thanking whatever energy you connect with (God, angels, etc) for the gift.

I woke in the middle of the night and, unable to sleep, my mind began to wander over some of my work. I wasn’t sure if I should leave the writing as it is or delete it.  This bothered me to the point I was going to get up at 3 am and delete it.

I decided that if I did get up and get on the computer, I’d never get back to sleep.  Besides, if it still bothered me when I woke up, I could always delete it then.

vector-illustration-of-sheep-fall-asleep-on-the-bed-of-a-sleepless-man-drawing_csp28883199Still unable to sleep a half hour later, I asked the angel I work with on my writing for help.  I said, “I don’t know what to do.”

I fell asleep about twenty minutes later.

I woke up feeling groggy and in serious need of espresso.  Typically, I wait to check my email until after I get back from a coffee run. For some reason, I checked the email before.  There was a message stating that someone had left a comment on one of my articles.

An article about the paranormal synchronicity I’d recently observed.

The author wrote:  I think the Universe does not want us to second guess ones self. Yet we do…. I like visions….. they’re better than a newspaper!

Well, I certainly got my answer.  Leave the writing as is and stop second guessing myself.  I thanked God and the angel and head for the coffee shop.

Part Deux!  The woman making the coffee is usually in the kitchen so I took a moment to chat with her.  She said, “I was thinking about you…about your writing…it takes a lot of work and you have to have a passion…”

Thinking about my lack of sleep I said, “And being used to sleepless nights.”

She smiled and said, “You’re doing everything right.”

I’m sure my smile was frozen on my face though I think I mumbled a thank you. 

As I walked back to the car I mentally said, “Message definitely received God, and thank you!”

I cherish such events and share them because they happen every day around the world to numerous people – reminding us that we aren’t alone…on our own.

  • Something inspired MaryAnne to post the comment when she did. 
  • I elected to read it before leaving for the coffee shop – or before deleting the writing which I very well might have. 
  • The woman making the espresso is normally in the kitchen.  She decided to make the coffee and she decided to tell me what was on her mind which was relevant. 

It was what I needed to hear when I needed to hear it. 

You never know when you might be that messenger for someone else.

Look for the synchronicities in your life…it’s worth the effort.

Bringing a Story to Life – The Paranormal in Action

rose-trellis-cj-mckendryI recently filmed several vlogs for the Metatron’s Army and Port Gallatan series.  In one of the videos, I share a bit about how paranormal events inspired the upcoming Soothsayer.  A lot of work went into the videos and as I lay in bed Friday night, I pondered one of the stories which could be interpreted more or less as a vision.

It isn’t exactly – it was more like looking through an open doorway and seeing into another … place.

I considered whether or not I should reshoot the vlog, decided to give it a couple more days to decide.

On Saturday, I attended a Native American ceremony.  One of the tribal women shared a story of sitting by a lake and having a vision. She went on to talk about the importance of visions and the helpful information that can be gained from such an experience.  As I drove home, I thought how nice it was to hear someone else talk about visions.

Visions are part of the tribal culture and so no one thought anything odd about her story.

On Sunday, we were driving to church, and I thought of the woman’s story and how it was a bit of a coincidence that after waking up feeling uncertain about telling my own story, I heard someone tell theirs – with confidence and to complete approval and understanding.

I again considered that it was a part of her culture and how fortunate she was that this was true.  I lamented that in spite of stories in the Bible, there were few current stories of visions in Christian circles.

At least not the ones I’ve been hanging out in.

I continued to think on this as I stared out at the water and listened to the service.  After the gospel, our priest shared her thoughts about its meaning and went on to tell a personal story.

She’d recently lost her mom and was feeling lonely and sad.  She visited a beautiful rose garden and prayed about her feelings.  As she sat there, a vision of Jesus appeared next to her.  Though she spoke of the comfort from the experience, my mind was on the fact she’d shared a story about a vision.

It was as if an angel tapped me on the shoulder and said, “We’re listening.”

Needless to say, I felt a lot better about the story I share on the vlog.

I will be posting the vlogs soon.

Soothsayer is slated for an October 2018 release.

Bringing a Story To Life – Celestial Love

angelembrace.jpegThe love story component in Metatron’s Army has been fun but challenging at times because in honoring the NDE experience I needed to address the point of view of a celestial being.

The type of love that is felt by the celestial beings is a universal love.  There’s no favoritism in that realm. 

Even though it’s deep it could almost be considered lukewarm due to a lack of emotional peaks and valleys normally associated with the human interpretation/experience of that energy.

At the same time I have a “common man” character – Christine – who feels passion and love in a significantly different way.  She feels emotion deep whereas the celestial beings feel it more broadly and there is a wide gulf between when it comes to bringing them together in a relationship that not only makes sense but can be understood by the reader.

Layered on top of it all is that in this world, energy is the ruling force, not the rules of late twentieth century Earth.  This means dealing with lifetimes rather than age.

As one of my characters says, “It’s about energetic compatibility.

I don’t address how old the celestial characters are because it’s irrelevant.  They’re timeless because celestial beings are timeless.

They aren’t a twenty-first century invention and they aren’t a Christian invention.  If anything, physics has more to offer when understanding them because the rules of energy apply; the law of conservation of energy, Einstein’s theory of relativity, etc.

 While science played a significant role in helping me understand the NDE, there is a strong spiritual component in the environment I was in and the celestial beings I encountered.  These energy beings fell into different categories

  • Spirits of humans I’d known on Earth
  • What we would call angels
  • Watchers

These energy beings were almost inanimate objects.  They existed but they didn’t speak; they simply watched/observed.

When creating the characters for Metatron’s Army, I pulled from the celestial realm and created characters you might find in a sci-fi epic.

In mine at any rate.

Since these different species were born into a world/universe where there is celestial diversity, there was opportunity for a variety of interactions that included all the emotions (i.e. jealousy, anger, fear, and of course, love).

In the Beginning.  When I first began putting a creative storyline around the NDE, there were a handful of characters, and only three planets.

There was the Council of Twelve which is made up of an even different celestial being.

From the outset, the characters were different species, which allowed me to explore the sensations and observations I had during the NDE.  I think I’ve done justice to those original characters while filling in with additional characters who support the story and theme at the center of it all.

That love and the adventures that go with it are universal concepts that traverse all energetic beings, man and angel alike.