06-21-2021 “Spirit, now that I am not ‘the chaser’, is a titty shot to Kieran a good idea now?” YES

***DM THOUGHTS IN BOLD***

I’ve been hearing in my head, off and on for the past 8 months or so, “Send me a picture of your boobs.” In fact, I think I posted something about it on my Instagram feed. Yeah see, here it is. I snipped this from my Instagram feed:

Posted 10-31-2020

(Song playing: ‘Money (That’s What I Want) by Barrett Strong)

Well, I was right, wasn’t I? That picture you sent was of your cleavage. In that black shirt. Oh my gosh so hot!

HOLY SHIT! I JUST GOT MY $88 PAYMENT FROM MY CLIENT! Like, JUST NOW as this song is playing!

I love when the Universe does this. It happened one other time when I was applying for benefits out here and the song ‘Money’ by Pink Floyd started in my ears and not thirty seconds later, I heard the *ching* that I had a deposit hit my bank account.

You cut me off.

Well, yeah! This is another perfect example of how all this is orchestrated. And the MAGIC that happens.

You are such a dork.

But, seriously. It’s magic.

It isn’t. It’s…

MAGIC.

Fine, it’s magic.

What would you call it then?

I guess the Universe working it’s-

MAGIC.

What were we talking about?

Your boobs. A picture of them. Not cleavage. BARE.

Ah yes. Thank you. I sent the picture, by the way. It is sitting in your Facebook Messenger box unopened. You will see it when you are supposed to see it.

Am I going to get what I asked for in return for that picture?

Maybe.

Bullshit. I want that picture of you ROCK HARD in your boxer briefs, Kieran.

I love it when you say my name.

Say it or think it?

Both.

Hey, remember this one?

I could not stop laughing when this particular thoughts of ours hit. I was rolling today when I was snipping these from my Instagram feed to post here today.

I am. I’m going to leave in a few. I am thinking of all the things I need to do today. I am going to buy the tool set Thursday-

Why not today? You have the money.

True. It is not as hot today either, so I can fix it around 6ish.

I’m hungry. Now, though.

Yogurt and granola. Quit eating fried foods.

I know, I know.

Ha! I just went to order the yogurt and granola and they are out! That, was a clear sign from the Universe to go grab tacos from Mi Jacalito down the street.

No, it wasn’t.

Babe, it was!

Go get your tacos and do your laundry.

Okay, I’ll be back. (12:15pm MTN)

Okay, back. (5:01pm MTN)

No, it did not take me that long to eat those. I took a nap afterward. Now, I am at the laundromat. One of the washers did not rinse or spin the load with my pants, so as my other two loads are drying, the laundry lady says that the ‘fix it’ guy is due here in fifteen minutes and can spin ’em for me.

I also managed to sell my old Samsung A10e for $50. Finally. It was a good working phone, but too small.

(Song playing: ‘E.T.’ by Katy Perry)

You know, I have asked Spirit is our soul is of alien origin and the answer is ‘YES‘.

It would sure explain some shit, huh?

What, that you can do magic?

Among other things. My first two loads are done drying. I need to fold them.

“Spirit, how on Earth did I get a mosquito bite on the top of my shoulder?”

That is not a ‘yes’ or ‘no’ question.

I didn’t really ask. You see me sitting here at the laundromat with no pendulum board in front of me, hun. But, probably because he-

nailed you while you were asleep. You sleep naked.

That I do. Especially when it is this frickin’ hot out. Doesn’t everybody?

I don’t.

You don’t sleep naked?

Pajama bottoms. Always.

Nuh-uh. Really?

Really.

Prove it.

Oh, I intend to.

Yikes! I can’t wait!

I need to get out of here and take my laundry home to put away. After that, I need to do Matthew’s reading. Then go grab Wayne’s dog Garth for a walk by the college.

Are you going to drink tonight?

Why?

That is a ‘yes’.

That was a ‘Why do you ask?’

It was also a ‘yes.’ I was just asking, Christina.

I love it when you say my name.

Say it or think it?

Both. And yes. It is Movie and a Buzz Night with Wayne. He shows me movies I haven’t seen that I should see.

You have seen Star Wars.

Yeah, but not with that kind of definition on his huge TV. Plus, I hadn’t seen ‘Apocalypse Now’ nor that Mel Brooks movie we watched the last time I was there. And tonight, he mentioned Harrision Ford. I am thinking Blade Runner, but I can’t be sure. Besides, wouldn’t I need a buzz to watch ‘Blade Runner’? I hear it’s boring. LOL

I can’t believe you just said that.

What, that I heard this movie is boring?

Yes.

I’m just saying that is what I heard. Have you seen it?

Who hasn’t?

ME.

Then everyone besides you.

Oh.

Spirit won’t let me do Matthew’s reading.

Because, you have been drinking.

I’ve had four sips of a Four Loko.

Christina, do you really want me to-

No, I don’t. I get it. Don’t bawl me out. I am not drunk.

I am not saying you are. You are a medium and need to act like one.

Oh? How do they act?

They know how to prepare before a reading.

I’m not going to post this.

Why not? It’s the truth.

You’re a butt.

Because I am right?

Yes.

It is not the first time I have been right and it will not be the last. Are you going to call me a ‘butt’ every time I am right?

Probably.

You are pouting.

Am not. Okay fine. I’m pouting. But, not really. I know what you mean. You guys have been telling me to take this more seriously since being aware I can do this.

And how serious have you been about this?

DM…

Seriously…We hear excuses. “I can’t concentrate longer than fifteen minutes” or “I don’t know if this is really real.” You know this is real. You know you are a medium. You now have your confirmation from the 3D me that I am awake to all this. What more do you need?

I…I got nothing.

You tell me to ‘buck up’ all the time. It is your turn to buck up and grab a hold of the reins of the power you have been given and put them to good use the way you have for the last year. I do not know what more you need to finally grasp the concept of you having these gifts to help others.

…..

I’m listening…

I will do it tomorrow morning before work.

Good girl. Don’t forget to let him

know? I know, I will, babe.

Now. You will forget.

You know me so well. 😉

I just sent him the message.

I know. I was there.

You always are. 🙂

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