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August 12th, 2026

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Yeah, I kind of hear you in my ear sometimes. We have these quick conversations. You address me by my pet name. I like it because it feels like we are talking, telepathically, and you’re putting me at ease. Yes, I understand this could be “higher self,” “intuition,” or general angel guides. But I like to think it’s you. Lately, we talk about the kids. As they go through their struggles and transitions, I wonder if you can help things along from your side of the veil. I think you can. A gentle nudge, an opportunity, good fortune. I don’t know. What can a dad do for his kids from the spirit world?

Lately, I have delved into a series of spiritual development books, which has me exploring my psychic abilities and tools more frequently. My other traditional service business is going through slowness, several opportunities presented and quickly dried up. Last week, you reminded me to “go with the flow.” Yes, that is the way. It’s a good chance for continuing education and being even more ready for whatever naturally comes along next. In the meantime, on referral, I picked up a private client for yoga, fitness, and reiki. We get along so well, it’s like “serendipity,” in her words. I’m enjoying the scenic drive and will see where this goes. I feel like she’s someone I’ve been meant to meet, and maybe we can help each other along.

Yes, I’m mainly here for automatic writing, because it’s fun. And good practice. Before we start, I used my pendulum the other day after learning I can use it to ask questions earning the answer of YES, NO, and I DON’T KNOW. I asked it straight up if you were the spirit of 55 and it said no. So, I’m kind of puzzled as to why I still see that number so much. I was almost certain that was you. Maybe it’s another guardian on my team. The pendulum agreed both the bird and our cat are my earth guardians. Okay, here we go…

Taking a breath, grounding, and opening up to the divine flow of messaging:

Anything you want to be. Anything you want to do. It doesn’t matter to us. Your needs, taken care of. Your wants, desires, realized. The only boundaries are the ones you place around yourself, or fail to place around yourself. Choices are always yours. Rest. Relax. Without guilt. When inspiration sparks, you will rise with a start, as you always do, and bend to serve. The money is secondary. It will naturally flow. Your kids. Yes. They’re on your mind. Because you’re their mom and wonder if giving them free will was the right choice. Yes, it is. Danger makes diamonds. Pressure makes perfect. Let your kids separate and grow into their unique self, root, and grow. They will be fine. Hurricanes coming? Per hemps. We like that word, too. That’s all for now. Signing off. Your team mate. Maybe your pie. Maybe not. Does it matter? We are one consciousness after all. In love. And light.

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