Welcome to my personal website/blog. Below you'll discover my own musings, thoughts and inspirations all influenced by my encounters and the world around me. Many thanks with regard to spending some time to read my blog/website, Psychic Christine. Remember to stop back often and drop me an opinion about my site. Blessings to you. I welcome you to explore my world.
Tuesday, June 25, 2013
Animal Message for the week of 6-24-2013 Llama
Monday, June 24, 2013
54 Simple Truths : How to Face the Challenges of Life By Michael Wash
Triumph of Joy by Pauline Robinson
Tuesday, June 18, 2013
Personal Space
Saturday, June 15, 2013
Another Outburst...Thought We Were Doing Fine
My son is 23 yeard old and functions between 8-14. His diagnosis is bipolar, mild adhd and oppositional defiance disorder. I am thinking some autism and borderline personality disorder at this point as well. Adding to his problems the no child left behind act left him educationally behind. His grade level was between K-1 when they graduated him high school level. Stopping him from being able to go back to school. He has major outbursts. This evening was one.
Another outburst this evening. We had been doing fine so I thought. It started like any other day. He got up and was barely awake and his conversation was already adding to his growing list of material things. If I was a millionaire I still wouldn't be able to buy his growing list. Then the game clan that by the way I need to build ASAP. Have we forgotten I have real world things to do like chores, laundry and cleaning house and oh working. No what he wants us supposed to come first.
Ok well the rest of the day was fine. I was taking a nap until hr woke me up due to a crisis. His brand new laptop is lagging and since I know 'everything' about computers I need to fix it. Just did the other day. Nothing wrong with it. But since it doesn't have the speed of a NASCAR then it is broken. Told him stop running so many programs at once...well he has to. So I told him it will stay lagging.
Go downstairs to let the dogs out, check the laundry and wash dishes. I hear his bed bounce, bounce, bounce...crash...great I am thinking he broke the bed again. My son believes the bed is a bouncing house from the moon. Stomp, stomp, stomp Mom my bed just broke. I bumped into it. Should have just said fine, but my parental side stepped in...darn no I have to say I heard him jumping on it. With him denying it with the I cannot tell a lie smirk.
But the furniture is cheap. Hmm do you want to see the bill? We can have it fixed..no not doing that I will just sleep on it as is. Forgets bed isn't even paid off yet. In the mist of argument I tell him the bed is not a trampoline. Again well it is your fault for not buying me one. Apparently I have this never-ending bank account. Sure. Tell him I am going disassemble the bed and just put the mattress on the floor. That is also broke was brand new but that is another story.
Then the whole so and so has this and that and I don't so I am a loser. Stop comparing yourself to those with material things. You can't take them with you they aren't things and they don't make you better. I give up and storms out of my room. Yes my room privacy doesn't fly when he is flying off the handle.
Ended up being a night long blow up where he ended up slapping himself in the face numerous times. Never wakes him up to reality so I really wish he would stop doing it. Then after I think all has calmed he comes in an shows me scratched up arms. Stupid me thought he may be coming into apologize. Oh wait I was daydreaming that. He tells me this is how I handle my anger. I said really...seriously. There are better ways to handle anger then having a tantrum at 23. He just stands there well it is your fault you do nothing to take care of me. Really again...want to see more receipts..why me....his guilt trips should be in the book of worlds records.
Has another fit after I tell hubby what he did when he calls. I tell hubby to pick up KFC he has been asking for it for days. We another blow up cause I happen to ask hubby for bail money. Code word there is a problem and wife is stressed with son. So another tirad..neither of us care and he isn't eating. This is why he wants to move out. Thinking wow I gave up what I wanted to eat for you. Didn't say it but I think he knew I was thinking it. Gave him his night meds and he stomped of into his room slammed the door and told me he was going to bed.
Don't know what to do. Just when I think things are figured out with him bang he explodes for no reason. Well he feels he has a reason. Have tried to teach him life doesn't revolve around what you have but, who you are and how you treat others. No he says my life revolves around what I don't have and everyone else does.
Can I say I am dreading when he wakes up in the am?
Tuesday, June 11, 2013
Angel Message for the Week of June 10, 2013 – June 17, 2013
Monday, June 10, 2013
Animal Message of the Week of June 10, 2013 Chameleon
Saturday, June 8, 2013
Psychic Coming Out As A Human
Hey guess what? I am a real person. I have feelings and emotions like everyone else. I am human. I am coming out as A human. I real human with skin, a heart, and a brain.
When people crack jokes about me being a psychic it is hurtful. I didn't choose this it chose me. It is something I decided to embrace. I am human I am no different from anyone else except I was born with abilities. When people make fun of me just like you it hurts me. It makes me feel bullied. Those who bully it isn't Christlike. Love thy neighbor. Accepting people for who they are is what you are supposed to do. Not bully, laugh and joke about me. You have no right to bully me and judge who I am because of what I do. I am coming out as A human like everyone else. Your job is to accept me as you would anyone else. Don't judge a book by its cover. Don't judge me. I am actually a very shy person. I am against animal abuse, domestic abuse, child abuse. I help try to find missing persons. I am for the Vietnam Veterans and against the poisoning of them with agent orange. I am against what the gov teaches us. I prefer what my gut tells me first. I am constantly pushing people to have a carbon monoxide detector in their homes cause I nearly died from poisoning. For 10 months straight. I try to help who I can. Those who come to me I do what I can to help. I am a empathic person. I try to put myself in other shoes.
I am the proud daughter of a Vietnam Veteran. I love both my parents. My Mom is my Mom but my best friend. I have one sister who is married. I also have a nephew who is addicted to his iPod and laptop.
I have a husband, son, daughter and grandbaby. I have hobbies..beading, crocheting, reading, writing, herbs yoga. I love to swim and I love watching documentaries. I am a science nerd with brains and people say beauty. Although I blush at that.
I have 3 dogs, 8 cats and a turtle all rescues. They came to us we took them in.
I am also a digital artist, graphic artist, I love designing. It is a great stress relief.
I study constantly in order to improve who I an so I can help others. I am an ordained healing minister and have a doctorate in divinity. I have a Natural Health degree as well as Astrology and Parapsychology.
See as I said I am human. I laugh, love, cry, joke, play, learn, and feel. Just like you so today I am coming out as a human....for those who think psychics aren't.
Life is crazy but I am human and Iove it.
Sunday, June 2, 2013
Is This My New Normal?
Many people who are chronically ill wonder if they will be normal again. If they will just be able to feel alive and do what they used to before they became ill.
I started wondering that tonight after 12 years of being sick. I miss out on so much. Today was my sons best friends graduation party and I am stuck in bed with hives. I even missed my sister's wedding cause I get severely sick when traveling. It has been my normal being sick every day for 12 years. I never thought about normal until tonight and it is an emotional thought process. How do I move on from here?
I think you just do. The human body even though sick can still learn to change, accept, and adapt our lives to this new normal. We do this at every new diagnosis, every day when we wake up wondering how we are going to get though the day. Even the days we are stuck in bed. Adapting. Adapting our lives to fit our new normal. It has to be done in order to survive. We have to adapt, make changes and learn to accept this being our normal. It isn't an easy or quick journey. It is a daily life long effort. One that in order to ensure or resilient behavior is one we have to make.