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Disasters – Continued

It was the same with the recession move. I had a beautiful house out in the country – we had chickens, a goat, a dog and an acre of land. It was my dream home (note to Self: do not attach to dream home) and we spent some money on it to make it even nicer. The fact that a voice from behind me had told me not to take on anything other than the mortgage when we moved into it went above my then-husband’s ears. He leased a car and then, when the recession came, we could not afford to pay both that and the mortgage. Was I not told that? The thing is, he would not listen, and so the inevitable happened. We could not manage financially and ended up walking away from the house.

Of course, this was designed to help me move into the metaphysical world and it did just that, but the change that came with it and what I had to go through was so hard that I am surprised I survived it. I did, even though I had to cope with everything alone due to my then-husband having a nervous breakdown, leaving me to cope all on my own. I became a lot stronger and, of course, it did what it was meant to do. A year later, it led me to the beginning of my metaphysical path. My Self, of course, blamed my husband and his lease of the car (I was not aware then of the fact that I am responsible for my own reality). My Self hated living in the small, cramped apartment we had to rent. It did not like having only one dress and having to wash it every night before I could wear it the next day, often hanging it on the line all night and wearing it damp until the sun dried it the next day. It never stopped moaning and made me so depressed that I almost took my own life. Such is the power of the Self!

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2011 – Final Chapter

For those of you contemplating change, do not let the Self part of you stop you from exploring the new. I once met a man who had lived his whole life in one town and had never traveled outside of it. Then he moved, and his Self set up such a trial for him that, one year later, he was back where he had lived before – in his home town. He scuttled out, and he scuttled back. As I have stated before, I dread to think where I would have been had I not moved in 1992 and gone to New Zealand. I could so easily have said that I did not want to do it, but the threat of my husband and his doing what he did at the time drove me away. Thank God it did. I have said in a previous blog how much I thanked him for doing that; he changed my life and my fortunes so to speak.

Change is not easy. In my case, change has brought me a complete new beginning each time, first when I left England for Australia and had to leave everything behind because I could not afford to bring it with me. Then again, when I was in the recession and had to leave behind almost all I had in order to move into a small apartment after living in a huge 3-bedroom house. Then again, when I separated from my first husband and I lost everything. Then the move to New Zealand, and again when I came to the USA and had to leave my things behind. Thankfully, my daughter was the recipient of most of my belongings at that time, but it meant I had to let go. If I had any lessons to learn about walking away and letting go, I hope I have learned them now. The year 2011 is not going to halt the change of progress. However, how we deal with it will determine our success or failure in our life.

Margaret McElroy

Feelings – Continued

I know my own feelings about both my grandson and granddaughter. My feelings have been with me all of my life. The only thing is that I never listened to them. It is interesting that the Self does not believe in anything we cannot see. Our feelings are an integral part of our lives. They try to warn us of danger, yet we often do not listen because we consider those feelings to be stupid or not trustworthy. We have a huge contingent of spiritual energies who are trying to help us along the path of our lifetime here on this earth plane. We have a large entourage who are working with us from the moment we are born to the day we die, yet we very rarely take heed.

I remember in April, 1987, being told that my mother was going to die. This was a voice which spoke to me, and I had a very strong feeling that it was going to happen. I took it as a “dark side ploy.” I had just started my spiritual development, and my teacher had told me that I could hear voices which would tell me that horrible things were going to happen to me or my loved ones and it would be a test to see if I would listen. So when the voice spoke and said my mother was going to die, I ignored it – along with the feeling. But I knew it would happen. My mother did pass away a month later, and I have lived with the regret from that time that I could have spent more quality time with her before she died, but did not because I did not believe my feelings.

Again, prior to that a voice told me not to take on anything more than the mortgage of the new house we were moving to because there was going to be a recession. I listened this time and followed the strong feelings. However, my then-husband would not listen, and the eventual outcome was that we lost all that we had – including my beautiful new home that I had lived in for only 2 years.

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The Way Things Were

I had the opportunity recently to look back 30 years. A friend and I were talking about what I was like at that time and, to be honest, it was an eye opener. I had forgotten how I had been, but looking back brought back the memories of that time and what I was like. It was 1980, and I had just moved house. I was living an idyllic life on a small block of land – what we called in Australia, a “smallholding.” I had an incredible home – my “dream home” – that I had wanted all of my life. We had a goat, chickens, and fresh eggs daily. I baked every day and had an idyllic life as a “housewife superstar” as I called myself. I was blissfully happy.

I had not opened the door to the metaphysical then and, just before I had moved, I heard a voice outside of me say, “Do not take on anything other than the mortgage because there is going to be a recession.” Two days later my then-husband decided to lease a car. He did not ask my permission; he just went and did it, and through doing that he created the next chapter of my life. Shortly after we moved into the idyllic property with its idyllic life, there was a recession. Interest rates rose, properties dropped in price, and before long we found (because of the car payment each month) that we struggled to pay the mortgage, put food on the table, and pay our monthly bills. My idyllic life lasted for 2 years, and then my husband lost his work; he was self employed. We lost the house, had to move away and, from a large, luxurious life, had to take on the lease of a very small two-bedroom apartment. After having their own rooms for years, my children had to share. My then-husband chose that time to have a nervous breakdown, and I was on my own trying to keep afloat from debt and despair. My faith in God was severely tried and tested.

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Ramblings – Continued

If a soul is to die, it will leave the body before the body actually dies. Even those who are in severe distress – like those who are trapped under concrete and should be in really bad pain – do not usually feel the pain. It is only when they are freed that the pain is usually felt. I have chronicled through readings over the years of many people who have been trapped and should have felt pain but did not until after the event. I do believe that some people have to feel the pain and know it. Why, I do not know, but the majority of people do not. I do know – and feel strongly – that Haiti will be better for the earthquake, even though it may take some time to come.

One of the comments made to me over the last few days is that many Christian missionaries died also, and why would God do that? It is not God who does it but us. We choose the experiences we go through and, just as I had to go through a recession to learn about money, poverty and how to get out of it, we all choose the way we will die. For these souls, God took them home because they chose to go home at his time.

Only a few people know that I have seen how I am to die. I was shown in 2001. I thought it would freak me out to see that, but there was a calmness about it – seeing how it would happen and having no emotion about it. There was no fear and no concern, just an acceptance about “Oh. That is the way I am going to die.” I actually have a choice of whether I die or decide to stay here on the earth plane, but if I do, I will do no more public work again and it will take me a while to recover. I have to decide at the time whether I stay or go.

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