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Is He Really My Twin?

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That’s the question I’ve been asking my Higher Self and Spiritual Team for the past, maybe 48 hours.

It became more pressing to find the answers out when Allison Lessard mentioned in one of her latest videos that there have been clients who have been asking the same question, and she had to tell them, no, he’s not your twin but your karmic soulmate. And she went on to say that they spent 10, 20 years or so waiting and hoping for their twin, but in reality, all they were doing was being stuck in the same place, ditching their date with destiny and progress.

Was I one of those folks?  Out of the myriad of psychics who gave a thumbs up on my relationship with him, only three were skeptical and said no, we wouldn’t end up together.  One of those, in fact, was the one who had enlightened me on my Starseed origins and led me onto this spiritual path that I’m on now.  Ever since she told me that, however, I never went back to her.

However, since then, I have petitioned the Karmic Board to amend our soul contracts so that we would be together in this lifetime.  I’ve done this with the permission of his Higher Self who joined me in petitioning, and we’ve been granted dispensation.  Of course, this only happened after accomplishing what seemed like the Labours of Hercules, including retrieving the etheric counterparts of his soul fragments across time and space.

I’ve come to a point where I don’t seek out psychics anymore to answer that question, but I trust in the answers that my Higher Self gives me.  If someone else told me again that I was on a fool’s errand, I think I would fall apart.  I would be gambling my fragility and the delicate strands that hold me together on the opinion of someone whom I wasn’t sure if they were misguided or not.  In the end, I’ve chosen to take a gamble on my Higher Self and the messages they send me, when they choose to send me such.  After all, if at the end of my earthly life, during the time of reckoning, I find out that I was wrong on all counts and I ended up having lived a life not lived (yes, that sounds confusing, but you know what I mean), then I will either be sent back to start over and, at the very least, I’ll be remembering nothing until I am awakened once again. Even though the prospect of going through birthing pains prior to being enlightened isn’t all that enticing, what can I do?

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Anyway, this morning, before leaving the house for work, I asked again for an answer to my question.  As soon as I got into my car, his “love song” for me came on the radio — “Where My Love Goes”.  That made me happy, but, of course, I still had to ask.  It wasn’t a responsive answer, never mind that I liked it anyway.  Then, the numbers started appearing.  33, 55, 11, with the 33s repeatedly appearing, always in pairs.  They were in car plates, signages, billboards — double numbers until I got to the office.

During the drive home, after waiting out the downpour in a cafe, I felt the need for confirmation.  I asked again for a sign, a message, to tell me that I was on the right path.  As soon as I turned on the radio, upon leaving the parking area, guess what song was playing again?  Of course, since it was climbing up the charts, that made me skeptical.  Maybe I just had an awesome sense of timing, but with that song, I “heard” him telling me to be careful on the drive home because the roads were wet and slippery.

The paired numbers kept coming up again.  88, 77, 66, 55, 44, 33, 22, 11 – mostly in plates, in cab numbers.  They were there almost everywhere I looked.  Was this just coincidence?  Or were they telling me that we were actually a pair? That was my question just as I braked for the stoplight in a major intersection.  And just right then, a motorcycle eased in front of me with the plates — ND 282282. ND for “And” — then the number 2 for pair, 8 would be the symbol for twin flames upright, and the number 22 –

“Angel Number 22 encourages you to find this sense of balance and inner harmony in order to achieve a higher level of existence. By focusing on your personal needs, you can also get a greater understanding of your purpose. Guardian angels use these messages to provide us with the ability to find fulfillment through the actualization of our dreams.

If you are able to identify your journey, then you should also trust your instincts in pursuing your destiny. Angel Number 22 urges you to use your own judgment in order to reach these goals. Through proper personal harmony, you are more apt to be successful in your life.

Number 22 in numerology suggests that you stand strong in your personal beliefs and faith. If you put out positive and confident energy, you will be more open to the opportunities that will be presented to you.”

Then it ends with number 2 again, then 8, the symbol for twin flames.  The plate was actually a palindrome – 282 282 282 282 282 282 , ad infinitum, just like the eternal bond of twin flames.  I was being nudged with the answers again — a pair, twins, twin flames.

But because I’m always second guessing, I asked for confirmation, if what I had decoded in the blink of an eye — remember I was driving — was correct.  And they, too, had a quick answer — in my peripheral vision, a cab caught my eye because it swerved to merge lanes.  Its plate number — 118.  11 — the number of twins, again, the 8, its symbol.

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And because I’m a pesky intuitive (and I’m glad that my guides aren’t allowed to be exasperated with me), I still asked, Really?

Another cab caught my eye.  The cab’s number — 01.  Which I took to mean that we were one.  Hmmm, okay.

To reinforce, the number pairs kept popping up all the way home.  Who knows, maybe they’re very common and I’m just noticing it now.  So, do you think I have my answer?

And just as I revved up You Tube when I got home, I decided to continue watching a video I paused because I had to leave to go home.  It started where I had left off, and when I played it, the first words said was “So listen to the signs and messages that your guides are giving you.”  There was more, but I can’t remember right now.  I just thought that it was really creepy.  Oh! I remember now, she said something like, “You will question and you will doubt because now, you still cannot see” — it come to fruition or something like that, but that it was there and that we have to continue the journey and the path.

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And wow, when they answer a question, they really do answer the question! What do you think? I feel that if I ask one more time, I might get an etheric bonk on the head for being so pesky, lol.

 

Finally, With the Stars

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He was the coolest astrologer I’d ever known.  Bespectacled, his black mane drawn in a ponytail behind his head, nicotine-stained teeth from smoking too many Camels, leather boots, and armed with a charming British accent, Henry Palacios stood behind a small almost inconspicuous booth at the lower ground floor of Megamall, ready to tell you what the stars had in store for you.

The booth had just opened, and my friend Amelyn and I walked over curiously to ask what it was all about.  That was the first of many visits.  And soon after, our friends flocked to Henry as well, and we were also introduced to the other oddballs that hung out with him — clairvoyants, psychics, sorcerers, wizards and warlocks in their own right.  Even when Henry was manning the booth alone, we were always in for tales of his adventures – whether it was getting lost in Salamanca, Spain, drunken partying at some other part of the world, or even cautionary tales about how having a Mars in Aries could get one into trouble.

Decades later, the booth had closed down and Henry became more prominent, guesting at the biggest networks during auspicious times of the year.  I had gone on to law school and become a lawyer, while Amelyn became a respected broadcaster.

Two days ago, Henry got called to be with the stars.  It happened suddenly, at the tender age of 53.  His brother was recounting their last conversation the night he had a heart attack.  Henry was bemusing about how he was going to grow old alone as he had never married, and was wondering what was going to become of him since he hadn’t gotten together with “the one who got away.”

Maybe the stars heard him.  Maybe the Karmic Board was compassionate enough to give him leave to come home.  After all, Henry has helped countless people during their journey in this lifetime.  Mission accomplished.

Now, it’s time for him to rest and be with the stars he loved so much. Thank you, Henry, for your lifetime of service.

Henry Palacios

Starseed. Can Confirm.

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I think one of the things I hate most in this 3D life on this planet is having to wake up at a particularly awfully early time because the world economy is better off having similar business hours.

It sucks. I happen to like the night time.  I thrive in it. Before I discovered I was starseed, I even thought I was a vampire, at least, when it came to sleep patterns.

Anyway, because I was waiting for sleep to come after taking a dose of Melatonin, I came across this website. It just amused me that in its list of “other factors indicating a starseed identity”, I could check off the whole lot of them.

Here’s the list:

1. They have an intense sense of loneliness. – CHECK.

2. They feel like they don’t belong in their earth family. – ABSOLUTELY

3. They have a fascination with the stars and feel as though their home is out there, but they can’t remember where. – WANTED TO BE AN ASTRONOMER WHEN I WAS YOUNG (turns out I was one already in a past incarnation).
4. They begin to question the ways of earth at an early age. Many are the black sheep of their family. – BAA. BAA. Yessss. BAA.
5. They are drawn to metaphysics seeking answers to why they feel so alone and why they don’t seem to fit in on earth. – THE POINT OF THIS BLOG, ACTUALLY.
6. Many have an adversarial relationship with the parent of the opposite sex. – MY FATHER.  MY LIFE’S DARTH VADER.
7. The majority of starseeds have the facial shape of their mother but the remainder of their physical body is like that of their fathers, or the other way around depending on which parent is the real parent, the starseed parent from off planet. This is done for a reason. – FACE OF MOM, BODY OF DAD VADER.
8. The majority of starseeds carry the Crystal Gene for DNA Recoding/Ascension. The crystal gene enables them to easily channel and access beings on other dimensions as well as recode their DNA. – CRYSTAL GENE ACTIVATED. NOW SPORTING CRYSTAL MATRIX TO BETTER ENDURE HIGHER FREQUENCY DOWNLOADS.
9. Lower than normal body temperature and inability to handle heat. – AND HUMIDITY.

Got this from the site too:

The starseed child looks more like the earth father to ensure that they are accepted by that parent at birth. In the majority of cases the real father of the starseed is not of human origin.

And I am actually glad for that because my earth father is … well, I have no words.  He was part of my mission, to evolve him and the rest of my earth family, but regardless of what I did to help, regardless of the suffering and pain it caused me, they refused to learn.  That’s why the Karmic Board stamped me “Mission Completed”.

Despite my giving them heads up of my true nature and the karmic repercussions of treating me like crap, they continue to do it.  Oh, well.

I know that a better situation is in store for me where I can perform my starseed functions better.  I just hope it will come soon.

 

The Fine Print

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Felt incredibly sad today.  Somebody came in to measure my room because, apparently, my parents are set to sell this house.  They plan to buy a new place and take my brother with them, but not me.

So in a couple of months, I’m going to be left homeless again.  Still don’t know what’s going to happen.  I don’t have money to rent a new place, and finding a place to rent which allows dogs is going to be tricky.  And this, just when I’m loving living in this place and my life here, so to speak, has been set on autopilot already.

What bugs me the most is how they’re being surreptitious about all this.  Like they want to catch me unaware.  I went downstairs to do some baking and when I looked around, most of the things have been packed, drawers were empty, and there were boxes labeled.  When my mom got there, I even asked her why the kitchen drawers were empty and she had the temerity to pretend not to know anything.  She merely shrugged and said that maybe they were old and were thrown away.  Liar.

It seems that every four years or so, I have to move and it’s not of my own choosing.  It’s usually dictated by circumstances, and I was just wondering if this was in the “fine print” of my soul contract.  I’m an anchor for higher energies, and I know that my loner life and my escape of that by surrounding myself with other people is a mechanism by which I get to spread energy.  It’s just so damn stressful and lonely.

Although they’ve done this to me several times before, the betrayal is nonetheless heartbreaking.  Of course, I know I’ll survive.  But I think this is the end of the line for me when it comes to my so-called earth family.  It’s time to look for a new one or be with chosen family that actually have a regard for me.

Is this my lot in life?  I’ve asked the Karmic Board to grant me a partner to go through life with and they answered positively.  Yet, I’m still alone.  Not exactly helpless, but still some ever lost human who has more direction in another dimension other than this one.

I’ve prayed to the ascended masters, my angels, asked my higher self and spiritual team to help me, prayed to the archangels, and now, I don’t know what to do anymore.

There is somehow a brighter side to this.  Each move that I’ve had was an upgrade of sorts.  Yes, I may have gone back to the “family home” when I moved back from the US, but it was still an upgrade considering I got another room, one which was attached to a balcony as wide as our living room, and I had full view of the skies, the stars, and all the glory of nature.  Plus, it gave my dogs room to run around and watch the passersby with air to breathe.  That’s what I have right now — sunshine, air, a view of the mountains, serenity. That’s what I’ll be saying goodbye to in I don’t know when.

And with what I can afford now, with no money in the bank, is some rinky dink apartment in probably some shady part of town with no appliances or furniture either.  Not really looking forward to that.  So I really don’t know how the upgrade part is going to work out if this really is a cosmic pattern in my contract.

I guess, it’s time to pray for a miracle.  At least, I’m thankful for my guides for alerting me to the situation even if my earth-parents have been jackasses about it.  Maybe I’ll stay in my current job until I reach goal weight (because it gives me time to work out and rejuvenate) and once I’m in maintenance, aim for a job with a higher paycheck.  Then, I’m going to travel and spread energy elsewhere.

Sometimes, I hate this job that I signed up for.  Not my earth job, but this starseed thing.  It makes it seem that I have a choice when I really don’t.  We’re supposed to be experiencing joy in this life, not just the crappy parts of it.  I seriously hope that there is light at the end of the tunnel in this life, not just the next.