Friday, May 27, 2016

Lewis Carroll's Presence



For several years I've been hearing a males voice through clairaudience say, "my names Charles." for about two weeks I've been sensing the same presence trying to get my attention. I heard him say, "your mom's like the red queen." then I got a curious look on my face, "who are you?" I said to him. "Charles" his voice said. "I don't know who that is" I replied. I heard him sigh, "Lewis Carroll the writer of Alice in Wonderland does that help."


The next day I was laying on my side in bed and I heard my twin flame Aaradon growling at Charles angrily, "Carroll! get away from my twin flame." then I felt someone hugging me, "Your my march hair" I heard Charles say in my ear. I stared into space all bug eyed,  "yes you... Marchie!" he said happily.

One afternoon I was hyper on lots of coffee and started running around my home all hyper from my Venti Carmel Frappuccino's. I had two that day with several extra pumps of frappe roast. And also three cans of double shot Starbucks energy drinks. so I was bouncing off the walls. I started having a panic attack and began crying. way too much coffee. I heard Charles voice again rambling to me, "march go drink tea, I don't know why you stopped drinking tea march, tea will calm you down, go to the kitchen and get some march." "your right!" I responded to his spirit. "I always am march" his voice replied. so I made some tea, chamomile tea mixed with mint magic tea. I let it cool on my coffee table and I did not feel like myself, the coffee was making me bonkers. "drink the tea marchie, it's good for you!" Charles said. I grabbed my cup of tea and gulped it down fast. I felt calmer and was less bonkers and weird. I think it's really interesting that this writers presence is around me. even my friend with psychic gifts and who has visions senses him here with me.

I farted loudly a moment ago and heard him say, "oh... march that was fowl..." I laughed as my gassy fumes surrounded my home until it was hard to breathe. I put my hands over my nose and mouth and laughed giggling happily.







Yogananda Is My Ascended Master Guide



I just found out yesterday from my adoptive mother and adoptive father that they had gone to a  paramahansa yogananda retreat shortly after they received me in they're life. the retreat was lead by one of his disciples. my mom told me she  received a book of chants and songs by yogananda while there. she handed it to me yesterday because she knew that yogananda is my ascended master guide and she's letting me barrow the book to look at it for a while.

Also My guide has been messing with my internet connection quite a lot ever since 2011 trying to get my attention. I used to say jokingly to others, 'rawr means I love you in dinosaur.' then my internet started not working and I couldn't figure out why. a t-rex picture appeared on the blank internet screen and it kept appearing for about a year. then last year in 2015 my internet signal started going in and out quite a lot, but it seemed to work just fine when my dad came to check on my computer to see if it needs fixing. I started having visions of yogananda during this time too.

A yoga studio that practices spinal and mind techniques opened a few short blocks from my house. which was odd. coinsadence I think not.

Recently for the past few weeks, my internet would stop working and the words 'GURU Meditation' would appear right there in front of me on the internet page. this happened like five times. even one of my friends saw it too when she came to visit.

Then recently a thinking box picture shaped like two small clouds with one big cloud appeared on my internet screen along with with a picture of a broken heart. I see broken hearts appearing on there quite often from my guide.

I know for a fact this is my guide doing this. he's quite the attention hogger. my friend who has visions and is quite psychically intuitive had sensed that  yogananda likes bothering me because I make him laugh.

yogananda get's me into prayer pose when he's being the dreaded attention hogger. once I was calling yogananda 'yogashanaga' because he was bugging me and I was annoyed. and then he started pranking me and being even more annoying. I've even heard his voice clairaudiently when he's near calling me 'Elizabonga' whenever he does that, I call him 'yogashanaga.' he seems to delight in bothering me. he's a very pushy guide and quite the prankster when he wants to be.

yogananda has been following me everywhere for about two weeks. ever since I called him 'yogashanaga,' And then he did something I didn't even expect! I was taking a shower and I suddenly had a vision of him standing in front of me in my shower. I could tell it was him because of his long hair. then he lead me into prayer pose while I was showering for carrots sake!  maybe it's becuase I called him an oompa loompa once when he was bothering me. the sad truth is I was peeing one day in my bathroom and I had a vision of him standing in there with me. he lead me in a prayer meditation pose again. I growled at him, "yogananda get out of the bathroom! this is me time!!!  my private time. get out!" he didn't budge I had a vision of him bowing to me and smiling his eyes twinkling with mischief. "prayer pose Elizabeth" I heard him say calmly. I put my hand on my hips and pointed to where I knew his spiritual presence was.  "yogashanaga! I was having a very intimate moment with the toilet, it was beautiful! you ruined it! stay out of the bathroom your so invasive!" I snapped. he ignored me of course because my guide is a big pain In the butt. one of my friends says he likes messing with me becuase I'm amusing to him.

My guide sent me a dream one night.  I was sleeping and in the dream I was standing in someones living room. suddenly two white doves were heading towards me flying together and I found myself laying on the carpet floor. yogananda's voice sang through my mouth, 'drops of Jupiter' - by the band  - train. then I woke up. I seriously don't know what he's trying to say presenting me with this song. I'm so very confused.


Drops of Jupiter - train
























Monday, May 23, 2016

Things I look for in a Romantic Relationship: NOTE THIS IS A JOKE!











The Guy of my dreams...........



Randomly walks around naked, blinding me with his fabulous body.

The best sense of humor ever, absolutely random and ridiculous and silly.

Joins me in my sock puppet obsession, might even chase me with a sock puppet.

Rebellious when it comes to fitting in with boring normal people. Likes to shock people.

Very long hair that practically glimmers in the sunlight.

Will go Streaking in Heaven with me.

Throws me over his shoulder and carries me away.

Will give me a piggy back ride and carry me around on his back as if he was my magnificent and sexy steed.

Is Very Sassy.

Bats his eye lashes and pouts when he wants something from me. If I am not listening he would start sniffling sadly and then he would grin wickedly and pounce on me and drag to me to the depths of the bedroom. I would squak and he would toss away his clothes and with a snap of his fingers my clothes would be gone. then we'd roll around playing games (wiggles eyebrows flirtatiously) we'd be going at it for hours.

would go swimming naked with me in a vast body of water.

takes me in his arms and bear hugs me while sniffing my hair and kissing me without letting me go.

flies into the air tackling me to the ground and we'd wrestle. then he'd pin me down and he'd kiss me full fledged on the mouth. he would kiss me with so much passion and my heart would soar with love.

when i jokingly say kiss my butt he would pin me to the ground or various furniture and hug my butt close to him with a dreamy far away look in his eyes. then he would kiss my rump and i would scream and then he would pick me up and carry me away and place me on his bed and flip me on my side getting behind me. he would wrap his toned arms around my waist all cuddly and cute. then he would hump me like a rabbit. and he'd go at it for hours while snuggling into me and kissing my neck. at one point he might pretend to be a vampire and bite my neck then i would scream and sigh in relief that he's not actually a vampire at all, but only a sexy hunky guy. sigh...

would dance with me and hold me closer tiny dancer.

spanks me or holds me down and uses my butt as a bongo drum when he feels frisky. yes frisky and cute.

will star gaze with me and gaze at the sky talking to me about anything and everything.

will protect me and be a total macho man even if he is kinda annoyingly silly when he's letting other guy's know I'm his. again he might even smack my butt.

on my birthday he'd create a very sensual atmosphere and light candles and we'd make love the whole day.

on christmas eve night he'd sit naked on the couch and I'd drape over him snuggling into his chest while we sit in front of the fireplace both naked. oh the nakednes sof it all.

on christmas morning he's push me sideways into the snow and walk away like nothing happened. then i chase after him and we'd have a snowball fight. we'd make snow angels. we'd make a snow fort and make love in it as the snowflakes float down above our heads.

in the spring we'd roll around in a flowery meadow and get down and dirty. making out heatedly. again he'd place me on his lap and use my butt like a bongo drum and smack away at my butt. then I'd try and get away and wham! he pull off his shirt and strut around in front of me flexing his pecks and muscles while looking at me flirtatiosuly. I'd stare at him and he'd wink. then we'd dance and skip and frolic.

I'd dance with him in midair in a graceful waltz. it'd be totally romantic. (loud dreamy sigh)

we'd play leap frog and hop over one another.

I'd be reading and he'd lay down in front of me naked making kissy faces at me and moving around in different poses to get my attention.

I'd steal his shoe and run away and he'd chase after me shirtless down the street. then he's jump into the air and tackle me to the ground and squeeze my butt until i squeal and drop the shoe in shock. he'd grab his shoe and set it aside then he pin me against a tree and kiss me all over. I'd try and get away but he'd smirk and pick up his shoe and then grab me and swing me over his shoulder carrying me away while his wide muscular hips rolled sassily in his tight pants.

Would doe si doe with me on top a long table while people are eating. we wouldn't care if our ethereal nonphysical bodies got our feet in their food. it'd be bonkers!

Every day we'd eat cauliflower.

We'd contemplate the rubber duck song and bow our heads in prayer trying to find the truth about the mystery of the adorable rubby ducky. we'd take ten minutes of prayer worshiping the great rubber ducky. the great rubber ducky would sit on top a shrine and we'd listen to the sesame street song 'rubber ducky.' then we'd go swimming in a pool of rubber ducky's. he would hide under the huge pile of rubber ducky's and he'd pop out at me and throw a rubber ducky at my face as it would bonk me on my nose. then he'd dive into the swimming pool of yellow rubber duckies and disappear without a trace. - oh rubber ducky your the one. you make bathtime oh so fun! rubber ducky I'm awfully fond of you! rubber ducky joy of joy's. when I fart you squeak out noise. please don't run away rubber ducky! please come back and stay on my lap. oh rubber ducky you know i love you! I do. I'm awfully fond of you! fart for me rubber ducky! fart with me! come on fart! let's all fart together! me and you! farting makes two. forever true! yes my love! me and you! Faaaarrrttttt!!!!! oh my gawd!  you tooted you pooted! (laughs) yes rubber ducky i'm awfully fond of you.

would run down the street like a mad person with me and yell the most random and  absurd things and then i'd say that I farted and he'd make farting sounds and then play with my butt making honking sounds every time he squeezed my left and right butt cheeks. and then I'd sigh and say I farted again and he'd grab my nose and making honking noises. and i would scream and run away and cry out that he stole my nose. he speed walk all weird after me and yell, "Come back! I haven't changed your diaper yet!" I hide behind a tree and put a hand to my heart breathing rapidly. i'd fart and smile. my eyes would look so in love with my fart. he'd find me and run around the tree a couple times and wham! he'd pushed me up against the tree and put his mouth over my nose. he wouldn't bite me. he'd just suck on my nose. then he'd pull away and tell me to sit in his lap. and he'd have a basket of hair accessories and lots of flowers. I'd lay on the grass enjoying the hot summer day and he'd style my hair. I'd smile at him and then when he was done with my hair. he's grab the flowers and throw them in my face yelling, "she's loves me!!!" then he's run away laughing like a crazy man. I would  just sit there and then fall onto the ground making grass angels.




















Tuesday, May 10, 2016

Yogananda Dream



I fell asleep two nights ago and dreamt that I was standing near yogananda in a very green ancient forest. he was dressed in a brilliant orange robe. his hair was long and reached to his knees. the sun shone through the trees and there was a large wooden swing that was attached to two ropes that reached far above into the trees. I sat down on the swing and yogananda stood there for a moment. he walked over to me and sat beside me. then we began swinging together in complete silence.

Last night I dreamt that I was standing in some bedroom and was really sad and scared, because I keep having nightmarish memories from my past life incarnation everyday. I stood there crying and yogananda appeared standing there at the doorway staring at me with concern. I looked back at him. then I woke up.

About two weeks ago I had a dream that I was walking home from the grocery store and I heard something jingling. I looked down at myself and saw that I was wearing a long flowing orange monk robe with dangling gold coins sewn all over the sleeves. I spun around feeling free. I looked up and kept walking through the ally way behind the grocery store by my home. I saw yogananda standing in front of me by the road dressed in a long flowing orange monk robe as well. then I smiled cheerfully and walked over to him. I placed my hands in his own hands and we both laughed. surprisingly I woke up several moments later.


Twin Flame In Spirit 4





I was pulled into a vision a couple days ago. in the vision I was taking a bath in a grey marble hot tub. Jasmine tea filled the bath water and red rose petals floated on top of the steaming pool. I got out of the tub and walked down a small marble staircase over to a beautiful light tan lounge chair that was seated upon a beautiful red patterned carpet and I lay upon the long chair drying naked in front of a huge wall sized fire place. the stone carvings on the sides of the stone fire place were simply gorgeous. the fire burned brightly. suddenly I felt someone watching me and I turned my head around towards the bath and saw my twin flame sneaking up towards the hot tub playfully. he turned on the faucets and water started overflowing the tub and dribbling down the marble steps. my twin flame poured a whole bottle of bubble bath into the tub. and suds started floating down the small steps as the water overflowed the entire living room. surprisingly the fire was still lit as it was underneath the high overflowing room of water. I swam around in the water and growled at my twin flame, "get out of my daydream! Air! Air!" I stuck my tongue out at him and he grabbed hold of a rubber ducky which was floating past him and he tossed it at my face until the little rubber ducky menace bonked me on my nose. my twin flame smirked at me and rolled his eyes, "just enjoy yourself sweetheart" I heard him say. "this is my daydream. get your own." I said grumpily. my twin flame grinned at me and then I forced myself from this vision. I lay on my bed pouting. I looked kind of constipated even though I wasn't. pouting in not my forte and truthfully my twin flame is a lot better at it.

Saturday, May 7, 2016

Higher Self Dancing




I was  just at the last tour concert of Barry Manilow in Denver Colorado almost two hours ago. It was a very interesting experience. I went with my parents and brother to see it. It was for my moms mothers day gift as she's a big fan of his. anyway during the show my higher angelic self flew out of my body and sat on top of the empty chairs in front of my seat. she sat there wings expanded clapping along to his music and having fun. suddenly the song 'can't smile without you' started playing, Barry began singing and people started cheering. my higher self lifted into the air and spun around in mid air, wings spread out. my eyes were glazed over and I watched my higher self jump into my moms lap and hug her, while giving her a kiss on her cheek. suddenly my higher self stood on top one of the chairs and flipped upside down doing a handstand and then I flew over two people in row in front of ours. my higher self glided up into the air. my wings glowed pure silver and white and several male angels flew up to me and joined me in my dancing. I don't know what they looked like but I saw their wings, the outlines of their male figures and cute short hair. I saw my twin flame dancing with my higher self too. then I flew down onto the edge of the empty chairs in the huge crowded auditorium and sat down beside Aaradon. Then I sat on my twin flames lap and we made love on one of the empty chairs. when the show was over I glided back into my body and walked out of the theater with my family surrounded by all the exiting crowd. I had fun at that concert, even though I wasn't really in my body for most of it.

Tuesday, May 3, 2016

Twin Flame In Spirit 3



So the other day  I was pulled into a vision. my twin flame was standing in a bedroom staring at me. he smirked and pulled on a green gas mask over his face. "I don't stink Aaradon!" I blurted out. he nodded still wearing it and then took it off for a moment and mouthed, "yes you do hun." I stared at him and rolled my eyes. he waved his hand back and forth in front of his nose signaling that I'm stinky. I glared at him and growled, "fine then so do  you!" He smiled and placed his gas mask over his head again and I too put on a gas mask over my head. "stinky Aaradon!" I shouted. "stinky lizzyboo!" my twin flame shouted back happily. then I pounced on him and we wrestled on the floor still wearing those green gas masks. we rolled around across the floor. "my girl!" Aaradon said possessively. "shut up!  Air! Air!" I yelled. my twin flame smacked my butt, "stop it!" I growled. "where's that diaper babyboo!" my twin flame laughed loudly. "I don't wear those things!" I screamed. I pushed my twin flame to the ground and he got the upper hand and turned me over so that I was pinned down under him. he poked my butt, "baby!" he cooed. he stared at me with his gas mask on his face, "kiss me! Aaradon!" I squealed loudly. he took off his gas mask and I took off mine. we stood there staring at each other. "kissy, kissy!" I said randomly.  he smiled widely. he took a step towards me and WHAM! I pounced on him and kissed him full fledge on the mouth. we began making out. it was quite intense. then we stopped after a while and I pulled away and hugged him. he hugged me back. "kissy, kissy." I repeated playfully. He looked down at me and clutched his stomach laughing. then the vision faded.


Merman Markal'






For the last few days I have been visited by a really intense powerful light presence. A Male presence who's been cuddling me. The day after this presence came to me I asked what his name was. I heard a deep male voice respond back that his name is Markal'. 

I asked Markal' what he is last night, because he didn't feel human and he felt more powerful than any angelic presence I have ever felt. he didn't feel angelic either. so that night I fell asleep and dreamt of Markal'. he showed himself to me as a guy with short curly honey blonde hair and he told me that he's the son of a water god and that I'm a daughter of a sky god.

I think Markal' is a Merman. It makes sense since I'm an Incarnated angel, which has to do with the sky and heavens. Markal's spiritual presence was quite beautiful. It was nice to be cuddled and held with so much love by him. I have made a friend.