As it sits, the magic in the yeast takes effect and tho it appears that it is just sitting there quietly-- it is very active within it's self-- working and working quietly and persistantly.

finally, this part of it's process is finished and finally it is ready for the last step-- it is baked to perfection-- all it has to do is just sit there and soak up the heat.

the heat is neither good nor bad, it just is what it is, but the dough is able to use that energy that surrounds it in order to make a final transition-- no longer dough, but tasty bread.

Well, this is what I see. I think the world is the dough, tho one might identify with that on a personal level. I feel we are at the stage of being kneaded for the second time and it is part of the process that takes us to our final transformation.

okay, you can forget you read this, just what i see. :)

restless energy-- a need to be somewhere you're not is likely.

expect your emotions to be closer to the surface.

continue to be careful with money as the urge to overspend could be highlighted even tho you will know better than to do so.

try to pay attention-- avoid unnecessary distraction.

things will be lost only to turn up just where you looked.

pets will most likely be very active.. will need attention.

moving energy will be out there... lots of people will be wanting to find better places to live.

be mindful of health-- maintain balance.

ANYWAY--

we walked into my small office, and before we turned anything on, I told her that I was nervous about this because she had asked if anyone wanted to say something-- I sort of got excited (you may know how I am) and said-- NONONONO don't rile them up---

anyway--- at this point, we BOTH heard a small sound from the opposite side of the room-- we exchanged looks.. I said-- did you hear that-- she said yes-- I asked her, what did you hear--- she said she heard what I heard-- A CHICKEN-- it was more like a PERSON doing a sarcastic but soft impression-- I am TELLING you--it went: "buc- baaaah." I collect roosters in my kitchen I was thinking-- does it know I love chickens, or that I am getting some real chickens in spring or what-- then OF COURSE it hit me-- SOMEONE WAS CALLING ME A CHICKEN.

AND, unfortunatly they are right as I ran out of room and left Kim sitting there laughing herself silly.

I sucked it up and went back and nothing more was said.

I like that my spirit has a sense of humor.

Just gets weirder and weirder out here on Whippoorwill Drive.

Our EVP meter went off downstairs, tho I feel it may not have been paranormal but other activity. It was interesting however, as I ask the spirit, if any, to give us a message and in fact the meter went off just at that time, and no one was moving it about.

The back room or warehouse area had a strong vibe and was a hot spot-- or place where things take place or are noticed more. We turned out the lights and Donna, who was using her night vision camera, saw something move behind me, but alas, did not record.

We then preceded upstairs. I looked down the hall and i saw, not felt-- but saw-- a inky black object dart back-- like a shoulder-- but as I said, inky black. I feel this area and the stairs-- are hot spots.

I decided to sit and read the spirits, as well as those observing at this point. These folks had up shields so it seemed harder to penetrate them than usual, but they really did not expect to be read, nor did I plan on doing that. However, they were all nice and I hope I did not do too badly.

I felt a man, I want to put a T to his name, who seems to feel a connection with the old police dept. He seems to be on patrol. He stomps about, feels protective, knows he is where he is and is okay with it. I feel he is associated with a truck-- or actually-- he called it a lorry.

Also, I felt a female presence, tho she seems to be more outside. I feel she was nearly or had the appearance of a homeless woman. I just felt she was about. She may create a certain scent at some point to let them know she is there.

Finally, I felt most strongly-- a male entity who seems to be very quiet, watches from a corner-- but has such intense energy that he may make others tired or even cause batteries to drain or machines to fail. He was intense.

I felt some other spirits- benevolent- ones, not ghosts-- but higher level. I feel that they are watching over. I did not mention all of those as it did not seem right to do so. I was afraid that I might be misunderstood-- someone might think that I was referring to their loved one as a ghost-- but in fact they are a higher level spirit who visits and watches over in ways not clearly understood by us at this level of understanding.

so, that is our adventure at the mcdowell news.

We also got what may be an EVP, as I ask what is your name-- it sort of sounds like a whispered/hoarse "don't know."

When I was a little kid, I loved chocolate. (actually I still do) I noticed that my papaw had something that he enjoyed very much and looked to me to be a special type of chocolate. I knew that whatever it was, it had to be good as he sure made good use of it.

I decided that I MUST have some of it. I asked, I begged, I pleaded, and finally my persistance paid off and I achieved my heart's desire: He cut me off a big chuck of chewing tobacco. It was NOT so good, and I honestly could not understand why he thought it was.

I think that I am learning that often we feel that we need certain things that look so good to us. We do not listen to what we are told or we fail to listen to our own inner voice or perhaps we fail to remember our own experiences. We manifest what we set out to do, then regret it greatly. Well, at least we learn something.

It has come to my attention that it pays off for me to ask for guidance before pursuing a dream. I am finding it is a good idea to ask my higher power to help me chart a course that may not be apparent to me, but may be clear on down the road. I am finding it is helping to ask for not only guidance but that once given, that I also be given the desire or wish to pursue what is best for me.

I am learning lessons of being still, of listening, of remembering lessons learned. I am learning lessons of surrender to my higher power.

finally it dawned her that perhaps her body did not lie, and regardless of the truth of a study or the truth of others, her truth was not the same as theirs. she decided to trust her OWN EXPERIENCE and to trust that she had this experience in order to help her see how this lesson might be applied to other aspects of her life as well.

this was a hard lesson as it was easier to believe the written word or experiences of those who seem to know better.

but in the end it was a lesson that needed learning.

and yes, i am that woman and i am "getting it."

most likely, nothing will come of, i hope not-- but i felt it and so i am reporting it here.

but, what do i know.