Not A Book Nor A Blog, A NABNAB, The Next Chapter.

 

Today I decided to write neither a book nor a blog. 

But what should the title be ? It’s not going to be a book, because I have a personality that won’t allow it. It’s not going to be a blog because Blogging Betty has buggered off somewhere, so what is it ? 

Until a better name for it comes along, a NABNAB is what it is.

A NABNAB

The Next Chapter

Once upon a time long long ago, before you and I even existed,  lived a tiny ball of energy called Betty. 

Betty was a happy little ball of energy, living peacefully side by side with the Trillions of other little balls of energy that existed, before time as we knew it began. 

One day Betty was called upon to choose her path, she was so excited.

Betty knew she was special, just like every other little ball of energy, but she knew she was much stronger than some, so she chose the path of most resistance. 

One day Betty’s and all of the other little balls of energy’s lives changed forever, when a huge bang scattered the energy balls far and wide, to all corners of the globe.

 All of the little energy balls now had a new purpose, in sustaining human life forms.

Energy ball Betty bounced through many many different life forms for millions of years, as energy cannot die, it must always continue on.

Although energy cannot die, it can however become seriously depleted. 

And after millions of years of bouncing, Betty became much less bouncy and her energy was seriously depleted.

Most humans had started believing that it was they who were in charge, and even talk of energy balls were rare. 

Because of what was happening in the world, and because of the human host she had, Betty Awoke one day to find her energy had almost completely gone. She was lost in a dark place and couldn’t find her way out. 

It was then, in the darkest night of the soul, that she was shown the truth. Her truth, who she truly was, and what her final purpose in this life was. 

She remembers being placed into a newborn infant, who’s energy was not strong enough to sustain life, an infant who would face so many life challenges from birth that It would need a special kind of energy to survive the traumas that it would endure in its lifetime. 

All energy has memory, Betty has many millions of memories stored away deep inside.

Once Betty’s host became aware about how important Betty actually was, Betty began running on full power again. Much to the delight of her host. 

Betty is once again a happy little ball of energy., as good as new. All she needed was a bit of TLC, a chance to recharge, daily energy checks and a full MOT.

It suddenly dawned on Betty, that humans were failing to remember how important their energy was, and that the answers to all of their questions lie within themselves.

All energy knows exactly where it should be, positive energy attracts more positive energy, and negative energy attracts more negative energy.

Those energies whose lights were being dimmed by their interaction with negative energies, were failing to remember who they were. They began to yearn for home, even though they were home, a feeling that something wasn’t quite right with the world, then dis-ease crept in.

Betty knew it was her destiny to light up the world, so she decided to use her host as a tool, to share her knowledge, and help to heal a world full of dis-ease.

Unfortunately Betty’s host has severe mental health illnesses, so she doesn’t always get the chance to shine brightly in a world full of darkness.

Now that Betty is back on form, who knows where life will now take her host. 

The Sixth Sense Learning Something New Every Day

I snapped this picture last night from the Joint at the top of the garden. 

I see a man on the moon. How about you ? 

I see faces in everything, I have something called Pareidolia.

It’s quite common apparently, so if anybody else has it, speak up, and tell me what you see. 

Today I decided to write my blog about the sixth sense. 

A blog that I read earlier had said to use your own images in your blogs, or you could well be sued. Just because you find an image on the internet, this does not mean that it is yours to do whatever you want with, and as my money is already spoken for, from today onwards I will only use images that I possess in my camera roll.

I’m very new to the whole internet ‘Thing’.

At the tender age of 50, I have thrown myself in at the deep end, and luckily I’m a kick ass swimmer. 

My sixth sense lead me on this blogging path, because I have important messages to share. 

taken yesterday morning whilst walking the dogs, I see a blue sphere in the mist over the valley.

Today whilst meditating I received a message from somebody called Barbara who was murdered. She shared the name Rita, but that was really all I could work out from this message. Short and sweet. 

short and sweet …all 5 ft of me.

I began wondering who this message could be for.

Then I realised that it could be one of my followers, or Facebook friends, but how would i find out? 

Well, by asking them I was told.

So I decided to put it to the test and see if any of my virtual friends would understand this message.

Living with a sixth sense can be so rewarding, it can also be quite overwhelming. 

I have found that if I don’t pass a message on, it hangs around me for days until I do. 

Passing on messages can be very difficult. Some people aren’t ready to hear the message, or are sceptic that there was even a message there in the first place. 

Maggie wondering why she isn’t in the joint too..

Learning something new every day has become a part of my spiritual and physical journey. I love learning, and there’s a whole other world out there that we know so little about.

Only when every eye is opened, will the truth be revealed. 

If my message resonates with anybody, please feel free to contact me. Maybe there is more to this message than meets the eye.

take care and love each other… Betty x

What Google Doesn’t Tell You About Books, Dandelions, Prophecy and Controversy

A few months ago, quite by chance I connected with a lady called Joan Hughes. As soon as I connected with Joan, I felt as though I knew her. 

I live in the UK, and Joan is from New York. Joan told how she had recently published her first ever novel, and it was then that I had a vision that her book would become a best seller.

I told Joan this before purchasing her book, and then requested a signed copy if she wouldn’t mind. 

I have never asked for a signed copy of any book, and being a book lover I have read many. 

After explaining that I was psychic, and that our energies had connected to bring her a message or a sign that she was on the right path. she took it all in her stride.

Joan had to purchase her own book from Amazon, then she had to pay extortionate postage fees to ship the book to the UK. 

All of this at a virtual strangers request. 

I received my book Growing Only Dandelions, with a beautiful inscription from Joan, and I was not disappointed, my opinion remained the same, it would become a bestseller. 

I have watched over the months as Joan promotes her book, she has been very proactive in getting her voice heard above the noise in many places and especially on Facebook. 

A few weeks ago I noticed a post from Joan saying that she had been banned from sharing, or even participating in an Facebook book club group, because of her controversial novel. 

I couldn’t understand why it was deemed to be controversial, and Joan told me that the explanation from the admin of the group, was that because the word ‘God’ was used too many times in her story, and religion can be controversial. 

Correct me if I’m wrong but when was the word God deemed controversial ? I felt very strongly that Joan’s book was being hidden from view by certain influential online groups.

Joan’s book has a wonderful story, it touched my heart, and is touching the heart and spirit of most who read it. 

Today Joan and I received another sign or Message that things are still on track. 

I posted a cheque off to Joan a few weeks ago, to reimburse her any costs involved for my the purchase of my signed copy. 

Today I had a message from Joan saying that she had received her cheque, she was gobsmacked at the amount, and did I know the significance of the number 3, or how symbolic it was to her book?

I may be psychic, but I’m not that good, I replied that no, I had no idea of the significance of the number 3 for her or her book. 

I had forgotten the amount that the cheque was for, I just converted the $42 that she had paid in the US, with the UK exchange rate, and it came in at £33. 

However for Joan it didn’t end there, as she was relaying the incident to her sons girlfriend, who also aware of the significance of 3, she had her own sign, when her battery was showing at 33 %. 

They say signs always come in three’s, Joan’s third sign was pointed out to her by her husband, it was right behind her written on the wall.

The story in Joan’s own words.

Joan informs me that she had written this number all the way through her book, 3, three,  third, as her way of blessing the book. 

I hadn’t noticed when I read it, but I will be sure to notice it the next time I do.

Signs are all around us, it is whether we choose to notice them or not that makes the difference. I believe that Growing  only Dandelions is meant to be read by all. 

One other sign for me came when I found out that Joan is also the founder of JT’s Law. 

It was set up to honour the memory of her Godson JT who died after a choking tragedy. 

What Joan doesn’t know is that I have a severe phobia of children choking. I can’t even be around children eating without panicking. I developed this phobia after watching my then 6 year old baby brother, almost choking to death on a boiled sweet. I myself was only 8 years old at the time, and the memory still haunts me to this day.

Finding out that Joan is a crusader in  child choking prevention, is also a sign to me that we are connected on a very  spiritual level. 

Bon voyage Joan… until we meet again 💕 love Betty x

What’s In It For You ?

Like any wannabe successful blogger I want to be successful. 

Success is relative, in my mind I am already a successful blogger because I now have 30 people following my blog on my WordPress site, and around 800 people following my Facebook page. This to me is success, after only 4 months of blogging from scratch, I actually feel like a blogger .

Just because We don’t have hundreds of thousands of followers, or that We’re not making any revenue from blogging doesn’t make us any less of a successful blogger in our own right.

 Most bloggers want to be able to reach as many people as they can with their words, and so begins the drive to create an even bigger audience.

I work daily at trying to grow my blog audience, because I believe that people could actually benefit from what I have to share. 

I am not trying to sell you fake sunglasses, or sign you up for a time share. 

My blog is purely to help, to help me and to help my readers.

So why should you follow my blog ? What’s in it for you ?

Whats in it for you, is what you take away from it. Inspiration, a different perspective on life, insider information about topics that most people have little or no understanding of. You might find humour or empathy in my blogs, you might find spiritual healing, or you might just find something interesting in my stories. 

Having had 50 years of living a life that most people wouldn’t believe was actually possible. I have a vast knowledge of many things, and a differently wired Brain that has processed it all.

My blogs have no niche as such, there is something in them for everyone.

In return I get the inner peace and happiness from knowing I have touched another spirit from my soul tribe.

Today I decided that I would share my daily oracle advice with my readers.

I use oracle cards on my spiritual journey, these cards give individual spiritual advice to the reader on their spiritual path. 

Today I will share my individual advice given from a different energy plane. 

I have never done this before but feel that some of my readers might too benefit as I do from this advice. 

If it works for me then why shouldn’t it work for you.?

This card is telling us that we are all our very own oracle. Everybody is capable of tapping into their own sixth sense, and following their own inner guide.

Your sixth sense may be something that you are unaware of. 

But just because you are not aware of it, this does not mean that it isn’t there. 

This card is saying that we need to focus on raising our vibrations to connect with our sixth sense. 

You already have all of life’s great answers inside of you. All you need is the belief in yourself and an ability to rise your energy vibrations to find these answers.  

You are the oracle, do not look for guidance outside, for you hold all of the wisdom in the entire universe, in every cell of your body. Do not see the angels and guides as above you, but beside you, without you they have no way of communicating, you are the rainbow bridge.

So maybe ‘what is in it for you’ today is only a tiny seed planted in your mind, that continues to grow until you finally become that rainbow bridge too. 

If like me you are already there, say hi, I would love to connect.

Kindness finds kindness eventually, I look forward to connecting with you all love Betty x 

How You Could Benefit From My Ghosts and Ghouls this Hallowe’en

Today I woke as usual around 7 am. 

After suffering from depression most of my life, I am very grateful that I have the opportunity to live another day in a human form. 

We are not human beings, we are spiritual beings living a human life. 

My human journey began with trauma, I was dead at birth, my human journey has been a very traumatic one. Born with Autism, but not diagnosed until the age of 48. 

I suffered child abuse from a very young age, and was raised by 2 narcissistic parents.

I developed a personality disorder, called dissociative identity disorder or multiple personality disorder, as a necessity for my human survival.

I have been totally unaware that I had this disorder until the ripe old age of 50. 

Being psychic too, has put a strain on my physical  and mental health.

After what I class as a near death experience, when I almost took my own life, I stumbled upon my spiritual path.

Spiritual awakening is not about ghosts and ghoulies, although I do see ‘spirits’ I prefer the term energies, and that is a different story altogether.

My spiritual awakening has been the opportunity to see myself for the very first time.

Realising that you are the source of your own happiness, I have found myself at last. 

Today is Halloween, I’ve always been afraid of ghosts and spirits, even though I feel them, see them and hear them, they have terrified me all of my life.

when my brother died 20 years ago at the age of 27, I was convinced he would come back to me at some point, and slept with my head under the blankets for 6 years.

I thought that I was going mad for a very long time. I then convinced myself that everybody hears voices, and I rarely mentioned it to anyone.

having mental health problems and hearing voices, tends to cast a different outlook on my psychic abilities. I am not schizophrenic, that must be a really scary disorder to have. I do not have hallucinations, my eyes are never open when I ‘see’ things, and my predictions are always right.

Although I am mad in the technical sense, the reason that I was so scared of my ability was that I had no control over which energies I engaged with, leaving me wide open to good and bad energies alike.

I decided to work on protecting myself, and to work with my spiritual guides each and every day. 

Because I am a natural empath I absorb other people’s energies. 

When you are not aware of this, you can become seriously depleted in energy yourself.

You become laden down with other people’s negative energies, your own energy field can become blocked, and can carry this blockage around for years without ever knowing. 

We have to protect our own energy fields. 

My daily routine now consists of protecting my energy and raising my vibrations.

A cold shower in a morning invigorates all of the energy in my body.

I use colour cards to chose what colour I need to focus on that day, then choose my wardrobe accordingly. 

I get out for some fresh air, a brisk walk for 20 minutes, then on with general tasks of the day. 

Around lunch time I meditate. 

I use Oracle cards to direct me on my path.

there are lots of cards to choose from but these are my favourite.

I meditate with these cards placed over my heart, and ask them to provide me with insight on my journey.

Today I decided to share my reading with everyone as my spooky contribution to Halloween.

The top card represents my past. Straight away I recognised myself as being the ‘yes’ woman, the ‘go to’ woman, I could never say the word no, except to myself. 

I was a people pleaser, allowing my energy to be used, time and time again. 

The second card is the present, Take a Break. 

This is exactly what I am doing at this moment in time, I have taken a break from the outside world, in order to connect with my own spirituality. 

The final card is the future, 

Dance with life, the title says it all really, I am taking life by hand and leading it onto the dance floor, my spiritual journey is the first dance.

I am looking for my soul tribe to get this dance party started. 

If you feel a connection with me, please contact me, I know you are all out there somewhere, I just need to find you. 

Love Betty x 

Why Your Psychic Abilities and Funerals Never work Out The Way You Plan.

My aunt Joyce died at the weekend.

She had been fighting chronic COPD for a few years, and she died peacefully from pneumonia at the age of 70. Leaving behind 3 devastated children who had already lost their father, my uncle, to  an aggressive brain tumour, when only in his 50’s. 

The day aunt Joyce died I was doing my daily meditation, when there she was, as large as life, in my third eye.

She told me she was happy, and was rubbing her hands with glee at the thought of attending her own funeral the following week. 

Aunt Joyce loved a bit of gossip, especially as she and her sister didn’t get along very well in life, and she was looking forward to her final hoorah to the world.

She did ask me to wear a cap for her funeral, and not to take it off during the service, just to annoy her sister, but we compromised on me wearing my noise cancelling headphones instead.

The day of the funeral finally arrived , when the family would gather together at the crematorium, and pay their last respects to Joyce.

Joyce’s sister completely blanked me, as was expected, the funeral was going well with no visible signs of Joyce actually being there, until the song ‘I am sailing’ by Rod Stuart began to play,.

As the curtains closed around her coffin, there she was, on a ledge above the curtains strumming a fake Guitar, and singing her heart out. 

I actually laughed out loud but managed to stop myself before anybody other than my daughter who was sitting next to me, noticed that I was laughing, as Joyce went into her place in the next world.

I was not sad that Joyce had gone, she had been wanting to join her husband, the love of her life, since he had left this Earthly plane. 

She was happy, and I was happy for her.

Being happy at a funeral isn’t really the done thing, so after relating the incident to her three grieving children, my cousins, who already know I am strange, but accept me anyway, I left knowing that I had given some comfort to those who needed it. Farewell Aunt Joyce, until we meet again. 

love Betty 💕💕

What The World Would be like if The Darkest Nights Of The Soul Didn’t Exist

3 months ago I experienced what I can now call ‘the darkest nights of my soul.’

Having suffered Severe Depression for most of my life, and having several close calls with suicidal ideation, the inevitable happened. I finally came as close as I could do to death, without actually physically dying. 

My soul was dead, in its place was only darkness. The blackest black you could ever imagine. There was just complete nothingness.. no feelings, no thoughts, no light. No reason left to live. 

I cried out for help, luckily the Samaritans answered my cry. 

They kept me going for a few days, until the strangest thing happened. 

I’ve always known spirituality, and embraced it. even that had provided little comforting the darkness, until suddenly I was shown the ‘light’ at the end of the tunnel. 

My Brother, who committed suicide 20 years ago, showed me the way, and as my eyes began to fully open, I found my reason for being here, my reason for living, and my true path. 

I believe that this is my final spiritual journey. I believe that people who suffer from depression, are actually light workers, who are unaware of their purpose in life. 

They don’t fit in, they feel as though their lives have no meaning. This is because they have lived so long  in the grips of their depression, they do not know any other way to live. 

These people are usually the kindest, most selfless people that you can meet. 

You very rarely find selfish people suffering from depression, this is because they only look after number 1, therefore their path will be an easy one. 

I have found that many people who suffer with depression, will usually have spent most of their lives putting others first. 

So what would the world be like if the darkest night of the soul didn’t exist ?

It would be full of people who would never be able to truly see the light. Full of selfish people, who will never be able to put others first.

I believe that everything happens for a reason. 

I found my way out of the darkness of depression, and into a brand new light, full of happiness, joy, and self love. It can be done, but only you can find the way. 

My Healing thoughts go out to each and every one of you, who may have experienced ‘the darkest nights of the soul,’ it is the most painful experience imaginable, you wouldn’t wish it on your worst enemy. 

But take a step back, and realise how strong you really are for even being alive, life is hard for us all, but for people who suffer from depression, it can be just too hard for one soul to cope with, on top of everyday demands.

I feel like the luckiest person alive, because I went through it, and have come out the other side, as a completely new person. 

I may still have other severe mental health problems that will never go away, but the worst one of all is depression, I won’t be sorry that it has gone. 

Look after yourself, if anybody reading this is going through severe depression right now, please feel free to message me, I always try to reply to as many people as I can. 

One day my words may save a life..

Love Betty x 

Why Cannabis and Spirituality Will Change Your life.

A few months ago my life almost ended. I was suicidal, and close to the edge.

I started using cannabis to control my mental health issues, and 

suddenly I found myself on a completely different journey.

My own Spiritual Path. 

Gone were my demons, and in their place were spiritual helpers.

I have always been spiritual, but had become so bogged down in my depression and anxiety that I could not find my way home.

Cannabis has allowed me to relax, to release my demons. It has allowed me to calm my mind. It has allowed me to be able to meditate for the first time since I was a small child, when I used to do it without even knowing that this is what I was doing, or the reasons behind it.

Meditation has allowed me to find myself again, and to be at peace for the first time in my life.

Cannabis and spirituality combined have been my ticket to happiness. 

I am so pleased that I finally got the golden ticket.

Im like a kid in a sweet shop, and I have never been happier.. love Betty x