Crystal's Mystical Journey

 Anyone who has been my friend for more than a minute knows I have vivid, often prophetic dreams. It's like I live an entire day, in great detail when I sleep. This dream I'm sharing as I no longer feel I am to keep these to myself.  I dreamt this about three weeks ago. I felt like I was faculty at a high-school or university. I was heading to the school library to meet someone. The library was packed, it was a very "happening" spot. When I caught up to the person I was to meet, I went in to kiss them on the lips and right as I was leaning in, I heard, "they will infect you if you kiss them." So I pulled away and turned to look at the people around me. Like little "dings" it was as if I could tell that "something" was infecting the students in the library one by one. Their eyes would change, almost as if "no one was home." As I watched this "infection" spread I heard within me, "RUN." I bee-lined it to the do...

 This is seriously my life. Crazy things like this happen all. The. Time. Since as long as I can remember. (and I have memories of being in my crib, watching my mom leave, so yeah, though my short term memory might not be great, my long-term memory is ridiculous!) When I was three or four, my mom was picking me up from my babysitter's house, who lived in a trailer. This particular night, as my mom was getting her update on my day, I heard scratching noises on the roof, as if an animal was crawling around up there. The sounds were big, loud and scurried. When my mom was finished talking, we walked out to the car and just as we were about to get in, I turned to look to see what the noise was. My mom turned to look with me and we both saw them. Three HUGE white dogs were on the roof and they jumped off and ran back away from us, and literally disappeared into thin air. They were not solid. The dogs were almost see-through and their tails disappeared at the end. Their bodies were the s...

                         The intelligence of our Maker runs through all of existence. This intelligence allows us to communicate with all living beings.   Here is some magic you can try at home. In my home I have a large screened-in porch. When our lawn men come over, sometimes they leave the screen doors open, allowing unfortunate large insects to get stuck inside. Mostly it's butterflies that get stuck in the screen house. I can't handle watching butterflies constantly hit the screen, trying to find their way out. It's like I can feel it in my belly... their exhaustion and suffering. One day I decided to try to help one. I walked out on the porch, stood about four feet away from the struggling butterfly, I took a deep breath and in my mind prayed "Dear God, Jesus, Mary, Joseph, my angels and the angels of the butterfly, please help this butterfly understand that I will help it. All it has to do is follow me and I'll...

Do you remember the sound bite that was popular a few years ago? Some people heard "Laurel" others heard "yanny." It was super annoying and I was upset at myself for falling for the hype and listening to it. It did indeed, boggle my mind. I clearly heard the one sound and my son clearly heard it another way. Which is crazy, given that Laurel and Yanny are two completely distinct sounds. When things like this happen, where many of us are lured in and take a part of "fad hype" I often wonder, "why did this come?" Like the wedding dress that was popular for raising the question "is it gold, or is it blue?" while back. SAME THING! People squabbled over the "fact" that it is "white" and others were upset because CLEARLY it was "blue!" We could, of course, argue that different screens give off different colors and all that technical stuff, or we could look at the bigger picture. What if the reason we were...

I have a tight family. It may be a hispanic thing, but we are there for each other and tell each other our lives and lean into the love the other has to offer. In December 2017 my grandfather passed away. 9 months later his son succumbed to his fight with cancer. 7 months later my biological father died. Later that month a cousin was killed in a car accident. Two months after that one of my best friends of 22 years ended our close friendship due to their spouse. Two months later my nearly 15 year marriage ended. Three months after that my mother fell critically ill during the same week my divorce was finalized. Two months later my ex-husband moved out of the house and the next week my ailing mother moved in. All of these Mountains, whom I'd leaned in to for emotional support, for moral support...for ears and hearts and arms that hug and hold- were gone. My grandfather, Uncle, ex-husband and Mom were giant mountains in my life. Big, strong personalities who fit in to the puzzle tha...

Ahhhhh the feeling of being with someone who feels like home🙂 Delightful, isn't it? And love...ahhhhh, love. Meeting and falling in love with someone who feels like home, just Heaven, isn't it? Lately, this idea of "Home" has come up for me a lot... in friends, in my own life and in the life of my loved ones. I have two friends. They are women. They recently got twitter-pated with men who are pee-pee heads and treat them like garbage. At the same time, different men have approached them who are kind, gentle and good. For   SOME   reason, they want the pee-pee headed men and aren't interested in the good, kind men. They told me they KNOW the good, kind men are the better choices, but can't explain why they're so attracted to the pee-pee headed men. They told me the pee-pee headed men feel like "home" to them. I asked them, "Well, that makes sense, doesn't it?" "What does?" they asked. "Home t...

Would you like to know what you looked like last time you were alive? Or to see what your significant other looked like the last time the two of you were together in a different life? There is an exercise that anyone can do. It's free and the only things required are patience and time.   Believe me, I'm the first one to tell you these things are crazy. And that I'm making them up. I'm not, however, making these things up. I thought this was all crazy too, when I first started. And if I'm being completely honest, most of me still doesn't believe any of the things I do and experience are real. That's why I always pray for God to give me signs in the physical realm- and OH BOY does God ALWAYS show me this stuff is for real! I'll get to how I came to believe in past lives at a different time, in the mean time, know that I've only come to believe in these things since having children. When my oldest was around ten, I asked him if he want...