Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Cents Sense

As Europe faces the inevitable collapse of the Euro, the entire world system, including the United States, also has to prepare for the crises.  Many turn a blind eye, shrugging the news off as another Y2K scare, but is it really? It is not just predicted, but anticipated, that by 2014 the United States economy which has already been in dire straits will take an even deeper economic nose dive that could cause civil unrest and chaos around the world.

2012 – The End of the World?

Apocalyptic fright has been around before Orson Well’s “War of the Worlds” hoax, which has made some in our society skeptical, while others paranoid in the preparation for the end. Most conspiracy theorists will tell you that they don’t believe that 2012 is the end of the world, but many in the spiritual community will confirm that 2012 is the end of the world as we know it, and this could be directly contributed to the collapse of world currency, which could create a domino effect into the end of international trade and a shortage in food.

Items for Preparation

So how do we prepare for a crisis without our relatives and friends wondering if you’ve watched “Hunger Games” too many times? There is a difference in being prepared and striking fear in your friends, family and community. Each household and community is different, but there are several key items that should be considered when putting together your crises stock.

·        Gold as currency
·        Staples – at least a month’s supply
·        Canned Foods – at least a month’s supply
·        Powder or condensed milk
·        Rice
·        Pasta
·        Seeds – to grow your own food.
o   By purchasing organic seeds/heritage seeds, this will help you continue to grow foods for years to come.
·        Cast iron pots, pans and kettles
·        Utensils
·        Livestock, with adequate feed.
o   Hens, chicken and even goats will be helpful.
·        Gardening tools
·        Fishing rods and nets
·        Storage jars for canning
·        Water
o   1 Gallon per person per day
·        Barrels (for rain)
·        Seasoned firewood
·        Saw and hatchet
·        Thermal wear – hats, vests, tops, leggings and socks
·        Blankets, scarves, warm coats, hats, gloves
·        Fruit trees
·        Matches
·        First aid kit
·        Soap
·        Toothbrushes, toothpaste, mouthwash
·        Medication
·        Wind up radio
·        Wind up torches
·        Mouse and rat traps
·        Flashlights
·        Batteries
·        Fuses
·        Light bulbs
·        Bicycles and repair kits
·        Reading glasses
·        Manual can opener
·        Tinfoil
·        Water purification systems
·        Weapon
o   This doesn’t necessarily have to be a gun. A sword, a knife, a bow, etc.
·        Candles
·        Extra propane tank (filled)
·        Gas for the generator
·        Battery-operated radio
·        Satellite Telephone
·        Toilet Paper
·        Laundry Detergent/Bleach

What You Can Do Now to Prepare

·        Learn how to garden.
·        Plant a garden. If you are living in a city and don’t have the land, you can either garden with containers or start a community garden.
·        Plant fruit trees.
·        Take a first aid course.
·        Locate a natural remedy practitioner in your community and keep their details to hand.
·        Have a written list compiled of names and numbers of family and friends.
·        If you have the room, purchase livestock (hens, chickens, etc).
·        Get into shape with bicycle.
·        Practice starting a fire.
·        Get trained on your chose of weapon.
·        Be conservative with financial investments and further purchases.

Then What?

Many of the above items listed you can find your government preparation websites, but there are several things that they fail to mention. Although they may tell you to stay calm, you should also remain positive throughout the crises. Just as the Law of Attraction states that we receive what we put out, it is important to remain as positive as possible throughout the ordeal. The final important thing is to make friends. By creating an alliance of friends, you can create a village of sorts and share in crops, supplies, barter and assist one another in chores.  

We can only hope that the preparations are for naught, but if the predictions ring true, in some way all of your work will be beneficial in one way or another.  

How are you preparing? Or are you? Do you think this is hogwash? I would love to hear!


Monday, June 18, 2012

Rock Star InSight

“Do you even realize how far you’ve come in just a few years?”
I bowed my head and stared at the stained Formica table, choking back tears of happiness.  “I wish I could say that I never ever doubted my path.  I think I sometimes even self-sabotaged myself thinking maybe that wasthe easiest way.” I laughed and looked up at my husband as he beamed back at me.  “But I am behind my drum set now, the music is synced and I am keeping the beat.” We laughed.
When I was in 4th grade my dad asked me if I wanted to play an instrument. I told him that I wanted to play piano, so he got me a small digital keyboard and then went out and bought me a drum set, a full trap, and set me up with lessons. Drums!! I never even mentioned drums, but he did it anyhow, behind my mom’s back (needless to say, she wasn’t at all happy about it). It turned out that I played drums quite well, and I loved it. The quiet and shy girl was able to be as loud and obnoxious as I wanted to be behind the drum set. I was a rock star. At least in my own head. But when I stepped away from the drum set I once again became the shy girl riddled with self esteem issues, until I realized that I didn’t need to hold the drum sticks to be in control – I just needed to take control.
Anybody who has ever played percussion is aware that it is the percussionist who keeps the tempo. It is that steady beat that guides the other instruments. If the drummer is off, the other musicians will be off on their timing.
Life is a lot like being in a rock band. Sometimes you have to trust that the drummer has the timing right, and other times you are the drummer attempting to guide the rest of the band with your own expertise. But the moment that you doubt yourself, or doubt the drummer’s beat, is when you drop the song.
Being a Professional Psychic Medium is an often difficult profession to be, and definitely a difficult one to explain. And even when I attempt to explain it, most people think that I took a drink of some funny Kool Aid or that I will be able to read their minds and they run. If you read “Messenger Between Worlds” you read about my sorrows and triumphs. It wasn’t until a few years ago that I made sure that I surrounded myself with those that lifted me up, were honest with me, and loved me for me, not for who I was or for who I was to become. I embraced my inner Rock Star and I took control.
Have you lost your inner rock star? Now is the time for you to realize that you are in control of your life. You can sing, dance or play whatever instrument and song you want and you get to choose the people you want to be in your band too. Stop worrying about what others will think - in the end it doesn’t matter - just be the ROCK STAR that YOU ARE. 
Believe (and ROCK!),
Kristy Robinett

Thursday, June 7, 2012

Stalking the Haunted

My entire life has evolved around the paranormal. If it didn’t find me, I sought it. Lunch hours were frequently taken at the local historical cemetery where I would have peaceful conversations with those crossed over, and ghosts-in-waiting. Not once during my excursions did I stomp and storm about forcing them to show themselves, or demanding them to make lights flicker on my meters or enforcing that they move a toy. Well, it did (and still does) help that I am a Medium and can see, sense, hear and communicate with those on the Other Side of life. Just as many, I have watched my fair share of paranormal shows. Some I love, some I tolerate and then there are are some that I just shake my head at in total disgust. If you have attended any of the ghost tours, ghost hunts or overnights that I have hosted, you know that the first thing I say is that ghost hunting is as exciting as watching paint dry.  And the next thing that I say is to respect the spirits and ghosts as we live as one, under a different sky, a different paradigm, but still as one. So yelling and screaming in their home, at them, requesting them to do circus tricks that the family dog, if he could, would more than likely exchange some chose words after the request…well, it just doesn’t cut it. It is disrespectful. Even snapping zillions of photographs, as if you are the paranormal paparazzi, is ridiculous.

Recently I have found so-called haunted locations denoting on their contracts that it will not be allowed for anyone in a group to cross over a spirit. That they like their ghosts. I wonder if they would feel the same way if the tables were turned and they missed the last train to Heaven. How they would feel being kept hostage? It is wise to think in paranormal situations as if the person is standing in front of you. Would you tell that person, “Sorry, I like the money that I am making off of you, therefore you aren’t allowed to leave to be with your family?” Although I have come into contact with some soulless people in my lifetime, I doubt that the majority would have the guts to say that. So just because you cannot see these beings, why do so many feel that they have stake in keeping them hostage? They don’t, and shouldn’t, and for those that do just know that there may be a lovely karmic situation for you when you pass.

So is Ghost Hunting entertainment or really something more serious?

Recently I took a group of ghost seekers to the old historic Jackson Prison (1837-1935) in Jackson, Michigan that is now called Armory Arts Village and is housed in in the old historic Jackson Prison. Once what held inmates in four tiers of prison cells is now a beautiful artist community with apartments, condominiums and art studios. But kept intact, is solitary confinement and the old tunnels where unimaginable things happened to the prisoners, for it was ‘out of sight’.  I am cautious where I take the public, as I have gone toe to toe with a demon and survived (obviously), but it is nothing that I would ever recommend to a novice or even an expert investigator. I didn’t feel awful about Michigan’s First State Prison. It felt like a safe place, and I was assured by tenants that although there is so much activity, it has never been negative.

The night wasn’t too eventful until Jackson lost power after a drunk driver ran into a transformer. Most of the group left after that (whether tired or scared…we may never know), and we were left with a core group of investigators interested in venturing down into the tunnel once more. As we sat crouched and waiting, we all began to feel as if we were the ones hunted. The energy shifted into something that felt almost mocking. With our instruments lighting up, a toy car being moved with ethereal hands, we heard whispers. To break up the tension, we decided on a sing along, which entertained both the group and the ghosts. At one point we received a message from a man who wanted to cross over. He was done being stuck. He was done hiding from his judgment, for possibly he had already served it and knew it. So I did what any good investigator should do – I asked the group to help me cross him over. The energy shifted; it lifted. Many in the group sniffled. I cried. I didn’t cry because I was afraid that the next group that I brought in might be ghost-less, I cried because we helped reunite this spirit with his family and friends after so much time.  He may have never received that opportunity if it wasn’t for us. Not once did I think of just walking away from him. Call me a sucker, or a helper, or even a healer, I would refer to the whole group as ghost Samaritans. And maybe that is why the power went out. And maybe that is why we decided to venture down there instead of someone’s apartment which was on the itinerary.  There is nothing random in life, there is always a reason.

When we left, I didn’t feel as if I had given the group an entertaining time. I think some may have left thinking back to the beginning of the lecture and agreeing that ghost hunting was indeed much like watching paint dry and they would probably never do it again. While I think others felt the adrenaline of helping, not just hunting.

So next time you watch one of the paranormal shows, look to see if the teams are mocking, hunting, hurting or healing the field. It will indeed open your eyes to the Other Side. 


P.S. I still have tickets available for the October ghost hunt back at the Old Jackson Prison.