<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691</id><updated>2011-12-14T21:41:17.868-05:00</updated><category term='Guardians'/><category term='psychic'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='premonitions'/><category term='author'/><category term='visions'/><category term='agent'/><category term='publishing'/><title type='text'>A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes</title><subtitle type='html'>Random dialogue to myself and anyone else bored enough to read it.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>104</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-3332191486049951079</id><published>2011-12-01T13:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T13:12:31.745-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun Surrounded</title><summary type='text'>There was a cloud beginning to spiral around the top half of the sun, around the bottom half was another cloud spiraling in the opposite direction.  These were causing the sun to darken.  I had the sense that this was going to create a darkening of the sun that would last three days, but when i woke up i couldnt get it straight whether it was 3 days or 7 days.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/3332191486049951079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=3332191486049951079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/3332191486049951079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/3332191486049951079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2011/12/sun-surrounded.html' title='Sun Surrounded'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-5167247511388886052</id><published>2011-04-22T04:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T04:57:34.972-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Death in the Mail</title><summary type='text'>I dreamed i was opening a piece of mail. I couldnt see the front of the envelope. The contents had a plain piece of paper as a sleeve folded around it. As i unfolded that piece of paper to look at it, it was blank but someone beside me was saying in a deep rich voice "you will be dead in two days". It startled me awake. As i was waking, i heard the DINK of my front door bell. I looked at the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/5167247511388886052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=5167247511388886052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/5167247511388886052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/5167247511388886052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2011/04/death-in-mail.html' title='Death in the Mail'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-2072661105620552659</id><published>2010-12-26T21:28:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T21:50:14.429-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Therese and St. Columcille</title><summary type='text'>Last week Therese came to me, she wanted me to make note of the boxes i was packing for Haiti.  Most particularly was the box of pain medicines and sutures.  I didnt know who she was but she gave me her name in a dream.  I found out later it was the Aunt of a friend.  She looks over her when she travels.  I am so very grateful that she came to tell me that.Tonight something different but weird </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/2072661105620552659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=2072661105620552659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/2072661105620552659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/2072661105620552659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2010/12/therese-and-st-columcille.html' title='Therese and St. Columcille'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-8257631662751985614</id><published>2010-06-28T06:23:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T08:58:51.522-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Waring Bible</title><summary type='text'>I dreamed there was an event, it was in Haiti a long time ago. People were slaughtered because of their faith. there was a story handed down, a verbal history but nothing to prove the event except an entry in a journal. I was telling my friend Marilyn about it in my dream. I left, when i came back, she had opened my old journal/bible to the page that had a notation about the event, On top of that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/8257631662751985614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=8257631662751985614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/8257631662751985614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/8257631662751985614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2010/06/waring-bible.html' title='Waring Bible'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-5296380553949594864</id><published>2010-06-17T21:07:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T05:34:58.572-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Something unexpected</title><summary type='text'>You know when life gets hard the last thing you should do is give up. Its through challenges that we learn and grow. Its through accidents that we correct our path.Some years ago I was having a difficult time finding a happy relationship. I sat at a dear friends grave and asked God what am I doing wrong. I heard a voice say STOP EVERYTHING. I was startled that I heard ANY answer but took that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/5296380553949594864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=5296380553949594864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/5296380553949594864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/5296380553949594864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2010/06/something-unexpected.html' title='Something unexpected'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-4164946978406256731</id><published>2010-01-17T20:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T20:32:49.074-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crystal Blue Eyes</title><summary type='text'>I saw a face in my dreams last night..a man and he had the most amazing crystal blue eyes.  He was only in my vision for moments and then he was gone.  I think its a spiritual being or a star being.  I'm not sure which.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/4164946978406256731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=4164946978406256731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/4164946978406256731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/4164946978406256731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2010/01/crystal-blue-eyes.html' title='Crystal Blue Eyes'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-1234011613274936404</id><published>2010-01-07T06:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T06:58:14.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Five sisters each with a twin</title><summary type='text'>I dreamed some time ago that i had five sisters and each had a twin.  this makes sense since every event has its ying and yang.  I just came across the story of atlantis:In the legend of Atlantis, which is not connected to other myths except for the names of Atlas and Poseidon, the first ten kings of Atlantis (five pairs of twins) were all sons of Poseidon and Cleito 2. The first born was Atlas, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/1234011613274936404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=1234011613274936404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/1234011613274936404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/1234011613274936404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2010/01/five-sisters-each-with-twin.html' title='Five sisters each with a twin'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-2384708342506962665</id><published>2009-12-05T11:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T11:30:32.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think its time for me to share the message I was given in July of 2008.My vision was of an event in the sky.  I was told to mark the time (it was sunset on the east coast where I was).  The sun was setting in the west.  I was standing near tall lamps in a parking lot.  I was told the sun would stay in that position for three days.  I was told all would be silent even the birds would stop </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/2384708342506962665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=2384708342506962665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/2384708342506962665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/2384708342506962665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-think-its-time-for-me-to-share.html' title=''/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-7304187697212990275</id><published>2009-06-03T17:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T10:15:37.862-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Window - Know more first</title><summary type='text'>Graham is wrong about the epiphany window.  The place isnt the holy well, I just dont know who to tell.  I'm not sure what else is missing.  I know I need to know more first.  The blue light..they are witnessing is the Miracle of the holy light  The blue light in the window represents that.  Which represents holy "fire".   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/7304187697212990275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=7304187697212990275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/7304187697212990275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/7304187697212990275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2009/06/window-know-more-first.html' title='The Window - Know more first'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-2681380779241971385</id><published>2009-05-16T20:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T20:18:36.911-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pope followed by white robes</title><summary type='text'>I was getting my hair done today and i closed my eyes.  I saw the pope in white and gold robes going down the steps of a plane..behind him were men in white robes.  I dont know what that means but i think its symbolic.. not sure.  I didn't till i was talking with a friend that he is in israel ..or was.  I had a vision last july that i havent posted yet.  I'm still pondering it.  I wrote it up...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/2681380779241971385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=2681380779241971385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/2681380779241971385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/2681380779241971385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2009/05/pope-followed-by-white-robes.html' title='Pope followed by white robes'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-1159143640770980866</id><published>2008-09-28T21:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T21:10:31.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bullet and Brain Matter</title><summary type='text'>I was watching tv and it triggered a vision..a glimpse of something…a bullet and brains…the bullet was a rifle bullet. I saw white brain matter and a pointy rifle bullet that was two tone I’m feeling such despair over it (as if it happened already)…the feeling inside of total loss of something that was going to be good.  I think someone important is going to be shot.  Maybe Obama..i'm not sure.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/1159143640770980866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=1159143640770980866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/1159143640770980866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/1159143640770980866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2008/09/bullet-and-brain-matter.html' title='Bullet and Brain Matter'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-8464669361473223067</id><published>2008-07-21T10:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T10:24:43.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bell Tolls and Bell Book and Candle</title><summary type='text'>I woke up to hearing.."for whom the bell tolls" again..And was reminded that bell book and candle has certain steps...they must be done in a certain order.  I think the bell book and candle thing is about excommunication by the church  I think the bell tolls thing is a warning that we are all connected.   That i need to pay attention to the signs around me.Lately i've been recalling a vision of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/8464669361473223067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=8464669361473223067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/8464669361473223067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/8464669361473223067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2008/07/bell-tolls-and-bell-book-and-candle.html' title='Bell Tolls and Bell Book and Candle'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-7072667802173992908</id><published>2008-07-18T16:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T16:03:29.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith can change the outcome</title><summary type='text'>I was given a task to rescue a bee from the pool ..it was floating in the middle, I didn’t have my bathing suit on…just a sundress. There was no time..i slipped into the water..but I was scared that he was going to sting me…so instead of rescuing him from the water...I scooped the bee up WITH the water and tossed him onto the side of the pool but he was struggling. I came back later..again the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/7072667802173992908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=7072667802173992908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/7072667802173992908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/7072667802173992908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2008/07/test-of-faith.html' title='Faith can change the outcome'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-4705695416332428716</id><published>2008-07-07T09:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T10:10:35.209-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I found my third diamond yesterday</title><summary type='text'>and was given this Song...Clarity..who is the Ashtarah - Lady of the Sea is AshstarahI worry, I weigh three times my bodyI worry, I throw my fear aroundBut this morning, there's a calm I can't explainRock candy's melted, only diamonds now remainOoh ooh ooh oohBy the time I recognize this momentThis moment will be goneBut I will bend the light, pretend that it somehow lingered onWell all I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/4705695416332428716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=4705695416332428716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/4705695416332428716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/4705695416332428716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-found-my-third-diamond-yesterday.html' title='I found my third diamond yesterday'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-8243898246515024362</id><published>2008-07-06T09:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T10:06:26.047-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bells Ringing - This morning Mickey Fantasia</title><summary type='text'>Heres the scene in Mickey that was playing: The Night on Bald Mountain segment is a showcase for animator Bill Tytla, who gave the demon Chernabog a power and intensity rarely seen in Disney films. The nocturnal Chernabog summons from their graves empowered restless souls, until driven away by the sound of a church bell.Last night Meeka kept hearing bells..church bells..i have another segment </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/8243898246515024362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=8243898246515024362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/8243898246515024362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/8243898246515024362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2008/07/bells-ringing-this-morning-mickey.html' title='Bells Ringing - This morning Mickey Fantasia'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-556607896821972320</id><published>2008-07-04T07:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T07:54:16.819-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Earth Wind and Fire</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday's Song (David came yesterday and showed me to have faith...they led me to a man who had a car accident and he survived..it was a miracle..  there are miracles.   King Arthur story is the same as David and Goliath...we are to unite the worlds faiths in peace and harmony, no more wars)  This has to do with the rainbow of Christ I thinkEvery man has a placeIn his heart there's a spaceAnd </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/556607896821972320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=556607896821972320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/556607896821972320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/556607896821972320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2008/07/earth-wind-and-fire.html' title='Earth Wind and Fire'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-560865231902814151</id><published>2008-07-02T09:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T10:24:52.129-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Be There</title><summary type='text'>I dont think I'm ready to write about David, but he is a guardian and from the bible.  The day before yesterday I had a vision of mom and AA Michael, mom said "its time".Yesterday I got a message in latin that made me extremely nervous and concerned.  I've been wondering whether its really true and how do I go about trusting this.  This morning I woke to a song.  "just look over your shoulder, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/560865231902814151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=560865231902814151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/560865231902814151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/560865231902814151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2008/07/ill-be-there.html' title='I&apos;ll Be There'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-1045697663563182580</id><published>2008-06-28T11:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T12:25:45.972-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lion Sleeps Tonight</title><summary type='text'>I woke up with a song today "hush my darling dont fear my darling, the lions sleeps tonight".  I fell back to sleep and the phone rang....my roommate appeared before me in the doorway and i knew that it was to say that my twin sis calling to tell me someone died then i woke up.  I came out to the kitchen and asked did the phone just ring? he said yeah but he didnt answer it.  I couldn’t...stand </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/1045697663563182580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=1045697663563182580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/1045697663563182580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/1045697663563182580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2008/06/lion-sleeps-tonight.html' title='The Lion Sleeps Tonight'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-5057427230936529922</id><published>2008-06-25T15:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T16:18:33.405-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bush Riots 400K Paul McCartney Suicide</title><summary type='text'>None of it makes sense but they were a string of visions/dreams in the last weekVision of Bush: Was getting on a plane..they were rioting behind wherever he was leaving and he had to make a phone call from the plane.I dreamed someone got $400,000 suddenly.I had a vision of someone jumping from a buildingAnd I watched the most startling video that links to many many many dreams and visions i have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/5057427230936529922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=5057427230936529922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/5057427230936529922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/5057427230936529922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2008/06/bush-riots-400k-paul-mccartney-suicide.html' title='Bush Riots 400K Paul McCartney Suicide'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-600174442013352817</id><published>2008-06-25T09:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T09:58:00.017-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a bad dream</title><summary type='text'>Someone else told me of their wave dream yesterday and a friend encouraged me to heed the warnings, so this dream didnt surprise me. I really think this dream is just representative and not prophetic. I cant recall the minute details. In the dream, I knew the threat was coming, and I was in one state trying to get to another. I realized that it was going to happen in both places. I was pinned in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/600174442013352817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=600174442013352817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/600174442013352817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/600174442013352817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-bad-dream.html' title='Just a bad dream'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-7493467294471248173</id><published>2008-06-21T14:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T14:28:40.344-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Tsunami</title><summary type='text'>This is coming in at me from all sources.  From my own dreams, my sister, my songs, my guardians and my friends.My theme song today is land from down under..the lyrics say to run and take coverI recieved two messages from my mom:  Blood in the water, and "dont panic"My twin sister came for a visit and told me about a dream she had about me being on the beach on a nice day.  I looked behind me and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/7493467294471248173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=7493467294471248173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/7493467294471248173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/7493467294471248173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2008/06/double-tsunami.html' title='Double Tsunami'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-8118009380584977228</id><published>2008-05-24T07:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T07:54:45.185-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishing Center Fire</title><summary type='text'>A_New_Light: (i'm having a vision)A_New_Light: warehouse...water... (river? bay?) fireA_New_Light: fishing centerA_New_Light: ughA_New_Light: animalsA_New_Light: i'm queasyA_New_Light: the fumes...fire ...heat...they're blocked inA_New_Light: they cant get outA_New_Light: fire on 3 sides water on the otherA_New_Light: i cant see where it isA_New_Light: ash....all gone nowA_New_Light: its </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/8118009380584977228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=8118009380584977228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/8118009380584977228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/8118009380584977228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2008/05/fishing-center-fire.html' title='Fishing Center Fire'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-28694953598790930</id><published>2008-05-17T14:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T14:56:59.439-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Aliens</title><summary type='text'>Ok..y'all are going to call me crazy but I want to record this so I dont forget it.  Last night during a conference with several other people three of us began a simultaneous 'vision'.  All three of us saw it unfold.  We were taken up into space in this vision and shown a nebulae.  We surfed and found a picture similar to what it appeared to be (tarrantula nebula) The Tarantula Nebula, in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/28694953598790930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=28694953598790930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/28694953598790930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/28694953598790930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2008/05/blue-aliens.html' title='Blue Aliens'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-6214651813806777538</id><published>2008-03-10T16:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T16:09:57.675-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lakota Indians of Florida</title><summary type='text'>Last night, on my way to Tampa I was driving down I75 and had a strange eerie feeling. It was after I crossed the border into Florida. I looked to my right and I saw a beautiful open meadow bounded by ancient trees hung with spanish moss. It had some water but was mostly dry sage land. If sage grows here I dont know but this describes how it looked. The sun was setting and a golden glow was cast </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/6214651813806777538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=6214651813806777538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/6214651813806777538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/6214651813806777538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2008/03/lakota-indians-of-florida.html' title='Lakota Indians of Florida'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-1375380942917504369</id><published>2007-11-24T20:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T20:35:28.777-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Rainbows of Christ</title><summary type='text'>I dreamed I was looking at the sky...and there were three rainbows.. two of them were crossed over each other and one was to the right by itself.  A window opened up...in the sky...and words started typing across that window... "we will be working together.... ...Christ"That was about seven or eight weeks ago.. it was so strange I felt odd putting it on my blog..but I think I need to.  Its </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/1375380942917504369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=1375380942917504369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/1375380942917504369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/1375380942917504369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2007/11/three-rainbows-of-christ.html' title='Three Rainbows of Christ'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-8926858510607503323</id><published>2007-06-09T18:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T18:11:18.907-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Johan - sing it sweetie!</title><summary type='text'>My guardian often sings songs as messages for me...last week I finally got his name..after Rena stepped in to help... he began to sing a song to me.. I was so focussed on the other member in our meditation I thought it was for him... "Whats new pussy cat...whoa whoa whoa'... it suddenly occurred to ...me being "Cat" that he was singing to me... and here are the words my guardian sung... life is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/8926858510607503323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=8926858510607503323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/8926858510607503323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/8926858510607503323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2007/06/johan-sing-it-sweetie.html' title='Johan - sing it sweetie!'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-8628344064777722335</id><published>2007-04-20T08:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T08:50:33.498-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rough Seas beachside</title><summary type='text'>The ocean was rough, the waters surface was spotted by huge bulging waves.  These were not straight light waves but rough chop.  I’m not a fisherman and I can’t describe what that is called.  The swells were moving inward toward the shore and the rough chop was impressive, no one could survive being in it for long.  I was in a house that was on the beach and looking inward toward the town I saw </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/8628344064777722335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=8628344064777722335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/8628344064777722335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/8628344064777722335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2007/04/rough-seas-beachside.html' title='Rough Seas beachside'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-6442968514833579300</id><published>2007-03-19T12:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T08:50:35.289-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You're Beautiful!  by James Blunt</title><summary type='text'>Well I think the explosion I mentioned in my last post, happened today. I put it in comments below but I'm not yet convinced its what I saw. We'll see. I need to see the site pictures to be sure.This morning my wake up song was a bit strange. A friend of mine has a special ring tone on her phone. When I call her, instead of getting the boring... bbbbrrrrinnnng in my ear, I hear her daughter say..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/6442968514833579300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=6442968514833579300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/6442968514833579300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/6442968514833579300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2007/03/your-beautiful-by-james-blunt.html' title='You&apos;re Beautiful!  by James Blunt'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-4767392299654608714</id><published>2007-03-17T13:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T13:16:49.465-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chemical or refinery plant Explosion?</title><summary type='text'>During Thursday's meditation I had a glimpse of an explosion.  There were pipes upright and at angles and everything was white.  it was a flat area and looked like a big plant..things were spread out and i got a feeling it was warm and dry there.  No water anywhere that I could see in the quick glimpse that I got... then boom a pipe exploded.  End of vision</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/4767392299654608714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=4767392299654608714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/4767392299654608714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/4767392299654608714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2007/03/chemical-or-refinery-plant-explosion.html' title='Chemical or refinery plant Explosion?'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-6256273968677899606</id><published>2007-03-14T18:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T18:11:55.122-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psychic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='author'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='visions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='premonitions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guardians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='agent'/><title type='text'>Duke of Earl</title><summary type='text'>I woke up with another song this morning.  It was the Duke of Earl.  I got up and started walking to the bathroom dancing to the song's funky beat before I realized I know an Earl at work.  If it had to do with that I knew it was going to be a work issue but I just shrugged it off.  Sure enough there was a complaint.  Ah well at least the early warning system is still in place and working like a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/6256273968677899606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=6256273968677899606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/6256273968677899606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/6256273968677899606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2007/03/duke-of-earl.html' title='Duke of Earl'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-2968563275709532723</id><published>2007-03-03T12:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T13:05:08.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs and Messages</title><summary type='text'>This will be a short post.  I often hear voices, whispers or words when I'm between sleep and awake.  Normally it comes as I'm just waking up.  Often my guide will wake me up by singing a song and alot of times that song is my theme for the day and occassionally it can be hilarious.  Something normally takes place that is synchronous with the song.  This morning the song was Auld Lang Syne.  http</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/2968563275709532723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=2968563275709532723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/2968563275709532723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/2968563275709532723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2007/03/songs-and-messages.html' title='Songs and Messages'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-4554789649570479158</id><published>2007-02-26T23:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T23:14:15.721-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Violet Eyes</title><summary type='text'>I can't find where i wrote this down and the funny thing is, last night as I started to fall asleep all the images came back to me.  I can't remember when I dreamed this but it was as if it was just recently.  I was standing next to a road, but the road was ancient and grasses had begun to creep up and take over the road.  It was obvious that it hadn't seen motor traffic in a long time.  People </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/4554789649570479158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=4554789649570479158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/4554789649570479158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/4554789649570479158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2007/02/violet-eyes.html' title='Violet Eyes'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-116215779920248489</id><published>2006-10-29T16:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T16:36:39.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Walter</title><summary type='text'>Well this is a story a little late in the writing of it.  I came home from work one evening before going on vacation recently and I immediately felt a presence in the room with me.  I said outloud "uh oh...company".The response i got back was 'Bad News'.   I was stunned... i set my purse down on the table and said outloud "Bad news???? what?"....The answer I got was "Someone died""Who???" I said </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/116215779920248489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=116215779920248489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/116215779920248489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/116215779920248489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2006/10/walter.html' title='Walter'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-115927262378821919</id><published>2006-09-26T08:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T08:10:23.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Non Flight</title><summary type='text'>I thought I was awake, but maybe I was dreaming. If I was, it was a very short dream.  There was a plane on the tarmac.  The stairs were there against the plane.  The door opened and they threw a body out.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/115927262378821919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=115927262378821919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/115927262378821919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/115927262378821919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2006/09/non-flight_26.html' title='Non Flight'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-115574754950460305</id><published>2006-08-16T12:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T12:59:09.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Fire</title><summary type='text'>I just recalled something.  It must've been a dream, because as I was reading something someone wrote on the Syzygyjob.com board (a site for earthquake sensitives to post) the memory came back to me.It was two at the same time...within a small window of each other...two volcanos..not sure which two...American for sure...NW I believe... seems like it was Mt. St. Helen was one....the other was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/115574754950460305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=115574754950460305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/115574754950460305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/115574754950460305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2006/08/double-fire.html' title='Double Fire'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-115568923537992016</id><published>2006-08-15T20:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T20:47:15.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Visions of an aftermath</title><summary type='text'>Just for simplicity I'm going to paste this from the dialogue of when I typed it to a friend as I was getting the images.  The vision came on 8/12 at 9pm.  I didn't want to change anything or try to interpret it, for now I'll just post what I wrote when I saw it allgetting a bunch of images... swollen.. hot dead, waterdead bodies.. its hot..water..lots of waterIts hot... swollen bodies.. floating</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/115568923537992016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=115568923537992016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/115568923537992016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/115568923537992016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2006/08/visions-of-aftermath.html' title='Visions of an aftermath'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-115413014730958962</id><published>2006-07-28T19:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T19:48:46.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Ceremony of Math</title><summary type='text'>Last night I went to bed a bit early and fell soundly to sleep and had a very lucid dream.I dreamed I was was taking part in a ceremony of sorts. My conscious mind was there looking through the eyes of my higher self.. watching my higherself take part. There were some symbols and math like things, I remember seing them in front of me and I was reciting them, it was part of a service, and I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/115413014730958962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=115413014730958962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/115413014730958962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/115413014730958962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2006/07/ceremony-of-math.html' title='A Ceremony of Math'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-115366607377628244</id><published>2006-07-23T10:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T10:47:53.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Azna Mother Earth</title><summary type='text'>I never heard of Azna until Friday night. I know there is divine feminine, I just never thought much about it before. She came two nights ago to a friend of mine. She said she will be back on Tuesday. I know many things are coming and only hope I can pay attention and do the right thing.I also came across this recent posting from Deepak Chopra.. I'll share the link because I really enjoyed what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/115366607377628244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=115366607377628244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/115366607377628244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/115366607377628244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2006/07/azna-mother-earth.html' title='Azna Mother Earth'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-115223834416716694</id><published>2006-07-06T22:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T22:12:24.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shakira (for my inner child)</title><summary type='text'> </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/115223834416716694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=115223834416716694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/115223834416716694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/115223834416716694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2006/07/shakira-for-my-inner-child.html' title='Shakira (for my inner child)'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-115222470929234749</id><published>2006-07-06T18:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T18:25:09.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Infinity and Victory</title><summary type='text'>The sign for infinity is an eight on its side, but it lacks dimension to represent accurately.  It is a mobius strip, it is the infinity of movement within a circle that never ends creating a divine spiral. There is no time aspect of infinity.Several days ago I began seeing a crown of flowers.  Several nites ago I dreamed a crown of yellow flowers were placed on my head…then I saw a tombstone and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/115222470929234749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=115222470929234749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/115222470929234749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/115222470929234749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2006/07/infinity-and-victory.html' title='Infinity and Victory'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-115080490604897627</id><published>2006-06-20T07:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T08:01:46.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep, Blessed Sleep</title><summary type='text'>Finally, a nite of peaceful rest. I spoke to my meditation teacher (Staphy) about the nighttime interruptions I've been experiencing. She recommended I use the violet flame protection, as well as calling to ArchAngel Michael to intercede and protect me. Before laying down I said my nighttime protection prayer and then called to Archangel Michael. I was stunned to get the angel tones. I never did </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/115080490604897627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=115080490604897627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/115080490604897627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/115080490604897627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2006/06/sleep-blessed-sleep.html' title='Sleep, Blessed Sleep'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-115071515209469613</id><published>2006-06-19T06:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T07:11:59.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Winged Horse</title><summary type='text'>I forgot to mention the winged horse. He came during a meditation as well. I saw a vision of a crystal floating in the stars. Suddenly an image burst through it, seeming to come from inside the crystal and as the crystal shattered a beautiful white horse with wings flew out of it. I was speechless. He has come a second time.This makes my totems: The crow, the Jaguar, PegasusI get assistance from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/115071515209469613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=115071515209469613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/115071515209469613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/115071515209469613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2006/06/winged-horse.html' title='Winged Horse'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-115066649897688880</id><published>2006-06-18T17:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T17:43:15.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Month of Activity</title><summary type='text'>Its been so long since I posted, but so much to write about. I'll just do some bulletpointsI met one of my guides. He chose a persona that was very dashing and instantly I was attracted to him. He laughed and told me he could choose any image to present to me, and as soon as he said it... I was covered in puppies licking my face and I both laughed and cried at the same time.I met an animal guide </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/115066649897688880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=115066649897688880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/115066649897688880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/115066649897688880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2006/06/month-of-activity.html' title='A Month of Activity'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-114912014098910256</id><published>2006-05-31T20:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T20:02:21.006-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The underwater cave</title><summary type='text'>I was dreaming last night a very vivid dream.  I only remember a snippet.  The man was in the water with me explaining that because of the depth we were at the xenon was helping our bodies adjust to the external pressure.  We were somehow deep under the sea but in a cave, there was a lot of external pressure on our bodies, but the cavity was completely populated with xenon gas.  We were floating </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/114912014098910256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=114912014098910256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/114912014098910256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/114912014098910256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2006/05/underwater-cave.html' title='The underwater cave'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-114357035606503052</id><published>2006-03-28T13:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T13:28:15.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shamballa</title><summary type='text'>Today during group meditation I went into the forrest/grove as we were told and asked to connect with my innerself. We were asked to inquire what our innerself name is. I was given the name Shamballa. I know the name is familiar to me but I didn't know what or who it was or is.  I will research it. One of the group told me the man who wrote Celestine Prophesy also wrote a book called Shamballa. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/114357035606503052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=114357035606503052' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/114357035606503052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/114357035606503052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2006/03/shamballa.html' title='Shamballa'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-114278858103687890</id><published>2006-03-19T12:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T12:16:21.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Underground Community: Lemuria</title><summary type='text'>There was a mountain side..and a doorway entrance into the mountain... some big things were carved on either side of the entrance.  There was a child prince...and something was happening.. so the grandmother got the child girl he was promised to (the children had huge round amazing eyes and they seemed short for thier age but I believe they were very young too young to be married)..The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/114278858103687890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=114278858103687890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/114278858103687890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/114278858103687890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2006/03/underground-community-lemuria.html' title='The Underground Community: Lemuria'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-114222070811068303</id><published>2006-03-12T22:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T22:31:48.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Six years left of Seven</title><summary type='text'>The mudslide will be coming within 6 weeksThe earthquakes will be stymieingThe control isn’t within the population but within the consciousness what comes around goes around.. it is not God’s fury but the reaction of earth and her abilitiy to accept what is committed against herMudslide, earthquake (sacramento... Parson? no idea what that means)The stigmata will announce the beginningNot for the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/114222070811068303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=114222070811068303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/114222070811068303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/114222070811068303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2006/03/six-years-left-of-seven.html' title='Six years left of Seven'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-114150866475075766</id><published>2006-03-04T16:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T12:25:31.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The German Shepherd Spirit</title><summary type='text'>On the evening of March 2 I had an out of body experience. I got up out of bed and looked at the window, there was a german shepherd on my balcony.. he (or she) seemed happy to see me and I remember recognizing the dog and asking how it found me AND how in hell did it get on the balcony up three stories high. I went to let it in the house but when I left the bedroom it must've let itself in or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/114150866475075766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=114150866475075766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/114150866475075766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/114150866475075766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2006/03/german-shepherd-spirit.html' title='The German Shepherd Spirit'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-114013494864156066</id><published>2006-02-16T18:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T19:19:11.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What about that white cat</title><summary type='text'>When the phone rang two nites ago, it was my sister. She said she wanted to pick my psychic brain, because a neighbor's pet was missing. I immediately said a white cat. She said no, its a black dog.Darn, I guess I'm worse than I thought I told her, but then again if I was that good I would've called you or at least known what y0u wanted. She told me the dog is deaf and blind (no his name isn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/114013494864156066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=114013494864156066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/114013494864156066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/114013494864156066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-about-that-white-cat.html' title='What about that white cat'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-113925092571559139</id><published>2006-02-06T13:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T13:37:37.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A visit from Dad</title><summary type='text'>I was napping on the sofa yesterday. In the middle of my nap, my father came in the side door .. he was carrying yellow shopping bags. The cold air woke me and I was about to tell him, but he said something when he was handing a bag to me. I woke. It was just a dream. I called my sister, my dad lives with her about 3 states away. She just laughed. She said, 'Just a short while ago, Dad came home </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/113925092571559139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=113925092571559139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/113925092571559139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/113925092571559139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2006/02/visit-from-dad.html' title='A visit from Dad'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-113764617694214497</id><published>2006-01-18T23:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T13:04:49.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Volcano...the Caldera known?</title><summary type='text'>Augustine began erupting. Augustine is a volcano with a Latitude 59.3633° N and Longitude 153.4333° W, in Alaska. This is nothing new. The part to note is Aniakchak. Aniakchak is a caldera located at 56.88 N and 158.17 W. That's also nothing to note. But it was almost one year ago that I had a dream about a caldera blowing. That IS something I think worth mentioning today. I don't think its far </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/113764617694214497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=113764617694214497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/113764617694214497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/113764617694214497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2006/01/volcanothe-caldera-known.html' title='Volcano...the Caldera known?'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-113534976389870650</id><published>2005-12-23T09:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T09:56:03.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Christmas Quakes</title><summary type='text'>I had a call from my twin sister.  She said I came to her in a dream last night (Dec 20) and gave her a list of information on quakes.  In the dream, I told her they will be called “The Christmas Quakes”.  Three quakes, I listed the dates in order (12/26, 12/30 and 12/25) times and locations ..She only remembered one of the locations.. which is San Francisco.. she remembered all three dates.  I’m</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/113534976389870650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=113534976389870650' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/113534976389870650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/113534976389870650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-quakes.html' title='The Christmas Quakes'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-113262020495363249</id><published>2005-11-21T19:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T19:43:24.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Manifestations and a few other Snippets</title><summary type='text'>I have had several occurrences of manifesting my thoughts/desires lately and wanted to talk about it today. Yesterday, I talked about someone who I miss and yearned for, he called, he wants to see me. I thought (and talked) about someone who has been out of my life for 14 years and discover he may be coming to dinner with my family. I thought about someone this morning that I hadn’t talked to in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/113262020495363249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=113262020495363249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/113262020495363249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/113262020495363249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/11/manifestations-and-few-other-snippets.html' title='Manifestations and a few other Snippets'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-113147386788815232</id><published>2005-11-08T13:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T13:17:47.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire and Water: A dream and a Vision</title><summary type='text'>Last night I had a dream that I was in a valley... a wall of water came rushing and swept me up with it.  As it flowed fast and hard thorugh the valley to meet up with an apex of another valley.. I was pulled under with the force of this sudden rush.  When it hit the apex it dispelled.  I sat up on the boulder or rock where I landed and coughed out the water that was in my lungs.This morning at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/113147386788815232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=113147386788815232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/113147386788815232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/113147386788815232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/11/fire-and-water-dream-and-vision.html' title='Fire and Water: A dream and a Vision'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-112950340205406179</id><published>2005-10-16T18:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T18:58:57.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Dual Nature</title><summary type='text'>If you search the web for information about the Dual Nature of Light you will find extroadinary articles about Nobel and his interest in researching the laws and physics of light waves.We have a dual nature in spirit, it is in part, about the nature of light and in part about the nature of physics and yet its all so confusing.  We have a higher self, and a lower self; a conscious and a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/112950340205406179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=112950340205406179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/112950340205406179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/112950340205406179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/10/our-dual-nature.html' title='Our Dual Nature'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-112907010943831779</id><published>2005-10-11T18:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T18:35:09.450-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Darn Busy</title><summary type='text'>I've been too busy to write much.  Its been busy at work, at home as well as the spiritual plane. My crow came to visit Friday, a week ago.  I knew he was heralding news of a new job just like the last time he came.  This time I spoke to him (just a hello and how are you, out loud)  I was startled that his Caw changed to a strange chatter that I never heard a crow do before.  The two people </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/112907010943831779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=112907010943831779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/112907010943831779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/112907010943831779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/10/just-darn-busy.html' title='Just Darn Busy'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-112770349009308032</id><published>2005-09-25T22:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T22:58:10.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rocky Top?</title><summary type='text'>ME says:not sure I'm hearing this right "a shift will be happening in the mountains, be prepared for when it happens"John Doe Says:the mountains.. but the closes mountains are in Tennessee......John Doe Says:Why in the world would i need to be prepared?ME says:or howME says:“stay away from the water.. “(now wait...this can't be for us..because neither of us is near the ocean)John Doe Says:oh yes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/112770349009308032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=112770349009308032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/112770349009308032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/112770349009308032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/09/rocky-top.html' title='Rocky Top?'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-112735425739618056</id><published>2005-09-21T21:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T22:02:38.150-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Plate Tectonics?</title><summary type='text'>This just started in the last two days. I suppose I need to write it down. It's not a dream.. its not even a vision, or maybe it is... it keeps playing over in my head. Picture a blanket as someone lifts it and shakes it out to roll across the bed. A roll or wave flows through it before it rests, the highest energy is at the end of the blanket as it snaps. Now picture it being the land under the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/112735425739618056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=112735425739618056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/112735425739618056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/112735425739618056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/09/plate-tectonics.html' title='Plate Tectonics?'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-112620433463359871</id><published>2005-09-08T14:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T14:33:53.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On a clear day</title><summary type='text'>The most recent dream I had was on Tuesday night.  The town I was in wasn't a large town.  It had no tall skyscrapers.. it was just a local town somewhere in the US and I wish I knew where it was.  I wasn't in my own apartment, I was in a building I never saw before and it appeared to be an industrial building.  The floor began vibrating and the building shook.  I went to the outdoor landing and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/112620433463359871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=112620433463359871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/112620433463359871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/112620433463359871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/09/on-clear-day.html' title='On a clear day'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-112580519485871864</id><published>2005-09-03T23:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T23:39:54.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How many days....</title><summary type='text'>I just came off 12 hours straight of interviewing and assisting people who fled the hurricane-affected areas, so if I ramble, forgive me.  There are no words to describe the size and emotional impact each family has to face.  It seems insurmountable.. but its not.  It's going to take time, patience, donations and volunteers.  And while I’m on it.. its going to take corporate America to allow </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/112580519485871864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=112580519485871864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/112580519485871864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/112580519485871864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/09/how-many-days.html' title='How many days....'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-112509369128686188</id><published>2005-08-26T17:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T18:09:20.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I finally believe</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday at work I was in a conference call meeting.  In the middle of it someone's brother came to me.  He was more curious than insistent.  I felt him walk up beside me and without closing my eyes, I looked through my "minds eye" at his stature.  It comes as an impression of an outline of his body.  I generally can feel how tall and broad of body, or how their demeaner is, friendly, outgoing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/112509369128686188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=112509369128686188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/112509369128686188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/112509369128686188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-finally-believe.html' title='I finally believe'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-112485752427836502</id><published>2005-08-23T23:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T00:25:24.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Paying Attention</title><summary type='text'>It was 5:00 and I was still in my conference at work. They knew I needed to leave by 5pm all this week because I'm on fire call this week. I'm a DAT Team Leader volunteer for the Red Cross (Disaster action team). Basically it means any major fire calls from 5pm to 8am that come into my county while I'm on call I have to respond with a team to assist.I left, at 5:15 but while walking to my car I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/112485752427836502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=112485752427836502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/112485752427836502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/112485752427836502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/08/paying-attention.html' title='Paying Attention'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-112471185134359098</id><published>2005-08-22T07:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T07:57:31.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Love knows no boundaries</title><summary type='text'>He was not only the man's best friend, he was his body guard.  And even now, he guards him in death as he did in life.  He died in the tub from a gunshot to his head and I can't discuss the details.  Though he's been here three days this week, yesterday morning was the most active.  We both were eating breakfast when we heard the water overflow and trickle out onto the linoleum floor.We were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/112471185134359098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=112471185134359098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/112471185134359098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/112471185134359098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/08/love-knows-no-boundaries.html' title='Love knows no boundaries'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-112438395447186165</id><published>2005-08-18T12:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T12:52:34.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><summary type='text'>I had a visitor today.  Work has been incredibly rough this week, I haven't been certain that I could survive the "storm" and tide of discontent.  My mom came to me today, in spirit.  I didn't see her but heard her.  My right ear began a high pitch ringing, I was in the ladies room at the time.  I went to leave and when I grabbed the door I heard "wait, stay for a minute".   It surprised me, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/112438395447186165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=112438395447186165' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/112438395447186165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/112438395447186165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/08/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-112310946014799218</id><published>2005-08-03T18:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T18:51:00.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A few Tidbits.. August 16?</title><summary type='text'>I'm not sure the relevance but I was told to be alert.  I asked why and got only "August 16".  Now that's either a personal event or something broader.  We'll see.Nothing much happening lately.  I'm watching the shuttle stuff with baited breath (See "Lost in Space" entry earlier).  Plus watching the earthquakes because of a warning dream last week for a zone of the US.  Looks to still be very </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/112310946014799218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=112310946014799218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/112310946014799218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/112310946014799218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/08/few-tidbits-august-16.html' title='A few Tidbits.. August 16?'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-112248271032651248</id><published>2005-07-27T12:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T12:45:10.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The sign said "Warning"</title><summary type='text'>The dream had more to it, but I remember only one part of it.  I was looking at a map of the US.  Earthquakes were hitting California and I'm not sure of the size or location of them.  But a word was printed at an angle across the central midwest from Idaho down to Arizona.In giant yellow letters it just said "WARNING".  That's all I remember of the dream last night.It's noon, I went to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/112248271032651248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=112248271032651248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/112248271032651248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/112248271032651248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/07/sign-said-warning.html' title='The sign said &quot;Warning&quot;'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-112066674687453648</id><published>2005-07-06T12:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T12:19:06.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Entity</title><summary type='text'>It was just a dream... I was standing in front of the bathroom mirror, it wasn't even my bathroom though I wonder who's it was.  I was brushing my hair when all of a sudden the door on the glass-fronted compartment (medicine cabinet) slid open.   I froze in the middle of brushing my hair and thought.. sh#%#, somethings here.  All of a sudden I flew back and upwards and was pinned against the wall</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/112066674687453648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=112066674687453648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/112066674687453648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/112066674687453648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/07/entity.html' title='The Entity'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-111865969482319410</id><published>2005-06-13T06:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T06:49:03.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Karmic Review</title><summary type='text'>Last night after I turned the lights out. I heard the popping noises in the kitchen and the sound of someone moving into my bedroom. It felt as if the room itself expanded in a breath. I felt a rush of chills that started at my feet and creeped up my body. It felt as if someone was spreading their weight upward across my body, yet I could still move. My first reaction was adrenaline and fear. It </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/111865969482319410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=111865969482319410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111865969482319410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111865969482319410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/06/karmic-review.html' title='Karmic Review'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-111789939708057808</id><published>2005-06-04T09:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T11:41:15.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pennies from Heaven</title><summary type='text'>My trip to Chicago went as expected, all went smoothly and I enjoyed the visit. While sitting in the conference room though, I felt a presence with me. I looked down and on the floor was a penny. I picked it up and remembered that someone once said pennies found are gifts from the Angels. I smiled and slipped it in my purse and when I looked back at the monitor on the conference table I saw both </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/111789939708057808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=111789939708057808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111789939708057808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111789939708057808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/06/pennies-from-heaven.html' title='Pennies from Heaven'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-111789006116867797</id><published>2005-06-04T08:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T09:01:01.170-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aces and Eights 8118</title><summary type='text'>A message translated:  Acts 8:1  and Acts 1:8.  And the church went underground, and the apostles waited for the time the Holy Spirit would come upon them, and they would be witnesses to the end of times.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/111789006116867797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=111789006116867797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111789006116867797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111789006116867797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/06/aces-and-eights-8118.html' title='Aces and Eights 8118'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-111698619501641275</id><published>2005-05-24T21:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T21:56:35.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Arthur</title><summary type='text'>Ok, so this is day three from that funky night and the out of body dream.  This is the third night in a row I have had a ghost walk through my apartment.  Not that I see them..but I feel them and hear them, albeit in my head.  Tonight it was Arthur.  Arthur is a friendly sort, but smokes. And as I was typing tonight, I smelled his smoke.   I stood up to go outside and when I saw the back door, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/111698619501641275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=111698619501641275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111698619501641275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111698619501641275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/05/arthur.html' title='Arthur'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-111686829697889946</id><published>2005-05-23T13:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T13:11:36.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of Body Experience</title><summary type='text'>Out of body experience?Last night I had very vivid dreams, or were they?  Before I went to bed my Ya-Ya group online had an event with a little girl.  She came to me at one point and I felt her fear.  The chills ran up my spine and goose-pimples made my scalp crawl, there was a tightness in my chest, my heart started racing and I felt a cold wetness on my feet, like drops of liquid on my feet and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/111686829697889946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=111686829697889946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111686829697889946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111686829697889946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/05/out-of-body-experience.html' title='Out of Body Experience'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-111556015770843580</id><published>2005-05-08T09:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T09:49:17.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Angels from Above</title><summary type='text'>I’ve been denying who I am and what our world truly is about and I’ve finally realized its time that stops.  A few days ago a new guide stepped forward, at the time I questioned the validity of this guide, and the messages being brought.  Frankly, I told him in no uncertain terms that I wanted validity.He brought it, and I’m ashamed to say my reaction was anger and tears.  We live our lives day </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/111556015770843580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=111556015770843580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111556015770843580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111556015770843580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/05/angels-from-above.html' title='Angels from Above'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-111487225455688753</id><published>2005-04-30T10:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T10:44:14.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Slip Sliding</title><summary type='text'>My dream started and ended abruptly.  In my dream I was awoken by what I thought was thunder.  I went into my living room and felt the whole building shaking from it.  But when I looked out the window what I saw was the woods out back moving to the right.  I realized suddenly that it wasn't thunder, but an earthquake.  I was standing but holding on to the love seat in front of that window.The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/111487225455688753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=111487225455688753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111487225455688753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111487225455688753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/04/slip-sliding.html' title='Slip Sliding'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-111413464202905427</id><published>2005-04-21T21:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T21:50:42.030-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bell Tolls Update</title><summary type='text'>This is an update to a previous blog entry:From March 05 The Bell Tolls::  "My Ya Ya friends know that about a week ago I received a message that I would hear the bell toll when it happens. I didn't write it in my blog because the message sounded more spiritual than chronical."An update I recently found online (This is scary stuff folks if it has any validity to it: "Dear ones,This past week, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/111413464202905427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=111413464202905427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111413464202905427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111413464202905427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/04/bell-tolls-update.html' title='The Bell Tolls Update'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-111369050554301749</id><published>2005-04-16T17:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T10:59:28.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally found the first Kahuna</title><summary type='text'>I just got finished reading a post my sister made on an earthquake prediction board http://www.syzygyjob.net/prediction/messages/19684.shtml. I never heard of this place before so I decided to surf it. It turns out that it is the spitting image of the first volcano dream I ever had, last July. The first event I saw in my dreams was an island volcano but I wasn't on the island.. I was standing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/111369050554301749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=111369050554301749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111369050554301749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111369050554301749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/04/finally-found-first-kahuna.html' title='Finally found the first Kahuna'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-111344339019399595</id><published>2005-04-13T21:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T21:57:10.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blow the Carbon out of Your Cyborg</title><summary type='text'>Merriam-Webster defines Cyborg as a bionic human having normal biological capability or performance enhanced by or as if by electronic or electromechanical devices.But what is the human body? It is both electro-chemical and electro-mechanical. Electrical impulses travel the network of nerves triggering mechanical responses. That is to say mechanics of movement. Chemical responses travel the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/111344339019399595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=111344339019399595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111344339019399595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111344339019399595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/04/blow-carbon-out-of-your-cyborg.html' title='Blow the Carbon out of Your Cyborg'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-111283227551481266</id><published>2005-04-06T19:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T20:04:35.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What the heck was that?</title><summary type='text'>Ok, so now my boss thinks I'm losing my mind.  He already knows I'm psychic.  I answered a few things before he asked me.  For some reason, I'm really in tune with his thoughts or mindset.  I can't tell you how often I go to stand at his desk with the answer to exactly what he was working on before he even asked me the question.  Today, I turned in my chair and waved him to 'stop' what he was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/111283227551481266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=111283227551481266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111283227551481266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111283227551481266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-heck-was-that.html' title='What the heck was that?'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-111257792863661420</id><published>2005-04-03T21:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T21:32:40.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in Space</title><summary type='text'>I can't describe this one very well, so I'm going to do my best and let it rest. I was meditating and floating between awake and asleep. I saw it in very faint outlines and a bit hazy like sepiatone. I think it was the space station, I could only see a portion of the structure as it floated in space and it was spinning in a controlled rotation. Then something broke away, it was unexpected and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/111257792863661420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=111257792863661420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111257792863661420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111257792863661420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/04/lost-in-space.html' title='Lost in Space'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-111211889258683016</id><published>2005-03-29T12:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T12:54:52.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bang, boom, crash</title><summary type='text'>Well yesterday as I was in the shower, I heard a crash from out near the kitchen area.  It was a small crash, something that fell over I suspect, but it certainly startled me.  I discovered my little ceramic plaque of Virgin Mary fell off the wall.  I found it interesting, but not alarming.  It was hung with double back velcro.  The fact that its been hanging there for 3 months with no problem, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/111211889258683016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=111211889258683016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111211889258683016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111211889258683016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/03/bang-boom-crash.html' title='Bang, boom, crash'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-111155416767088579</id><published>2005-03-23T00:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T00:02:47.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Personal Trinity</title><summary type='text'>You know how you’re walking through life and all of a sudden something so complicated becomes so simple in your mind.  You finally wake up inside and say.. NOW I get it.  There are many things out on the Internet that talk about your soul mate, and about how life is give and take.I walked many paths but I never seemed to find true balance in my life, until now.  You don’t really know what it is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/111155416767088579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=111155416767088579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111155416767088579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111155416767088579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/03/our-personal-trinity.html' title='Our Personal Trinity'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-111068735816913862</id><published>2005-03-12T23:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T23:15:58.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What else?</title><summary type='text'>If I'm reading this correctly (this being my dreams and such) the next thing we'll see is volcanic activity throwing out some chunks of flaming rock... Not sure what the technical term for that is.Also..watch for the caldera eruption. (even as I write that I want to change it to earthquake..but we'll see)  We will also see a meteor impact soon.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/111068735816913862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=111068735816913862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111068735816913862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111068735816913862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/03/what-else.html' title='What else?'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-111066775143443146</id><published>2005-03-12T17:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T17:49:11.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haloscan commenting and trackback have been added to this blog.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/111066775143443146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=111066775143443146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111066775143443146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111066775143443146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/03/haloscan-commenting-and-trackback-have.html' title=''/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-111066731117560740</id><published>2005-03-12T17:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T17:41:51.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That's all the news that is the news</title><summary type='text'>Well, Tuesday I had an event.  I was standing at my desk when I felt the ground tremble below my feet.  I put my hands on my desk to hold on because it felt the like ground dropped ten feet.  Quite embarassing when, no one else felt a thing but me.  I decided since my sister set her "earthquake party" for Sun 3/13, and I just got this ping..hmmm.. I think I'm gonna have mine tonight.  So Tuesday </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/111066731117560740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=111066731117560740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111066731117560740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111066731117560740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/03/thats-all-news-that-is-news.html' title='That&apos;s all the news that is the news'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-111006998703766387</id><published>2005-03-05T19:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T20:25:02.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bell Tolls</title><summary type='text'>My Ya Ya friends know that about a week ago I received a message that I would hear the bell toll when it happens. I didn't write it in my blog because the message sounded more spiritual than chronical.  Tonight I was out on my deck wondering about that message.  Did it mean I will be in church? I finished my smoke and came back inside.  I decided I wanted to check if it 2/13 was a Sunday.  Would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/111006998703766387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=111006998703766387' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111006998703766387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/111006998703766387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/03/bell-tolls.html' title='The Bell Tolls'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-110987305415750633</id><published>2005-03-03T12:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T13:08:55.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Junior Guardians</title><summary type='text'>I received a promotion last night. Well I have to admit it wasn't just me, there were many there for the ceremony. Among them were my online psychic friends. We are our own little "Ya Ya" group. The four of us ladies were among those allowed in the upper realm meeting of the Guardians. It was a special event for us, because we were promoted to Junior Guardians. There was a gathering place and all</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/110987305415750633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=110987305415750633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/110987305415750633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/110987305415750633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/03/junior-guardians.html' title='Junior Guardians'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-110980584376919406</id><published>2005-03-02T18:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T18:24:03.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mick Jagger Rocks</title><summary type='text'>Its an incredible feeling to be onstage playing the guitar with someone so dynamic.  Even more incredible is being backstage with him.  I've never been attracted or drawn to the man myself.  Have no idea why he waltzed into my dreams last night, invited me on stage and gave me an identical guitar.  But I played my heart out.  Thanks Mick, you Rock!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/110980584376919406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=110980584376919406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/110980584376919406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/110980584376919406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/03/mick-jagger-rocks.html' title='Mick Jagger Rocks'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-110968085752386948</id><published>2005-03-01T07:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T07:40:57.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Snow Covered Caldera Blows</title><summary type='text'>Dreamed Last week:  All is peaceful.  No real notice is given. A blanket of snow covers the lake. All of a sudden a loud explosion as the lava forces its way up in a major and violent sudden eruption.  The second event was a mountain volcano.  It began to throw chunks of rock that are flaming.  Small bits, hiccups here and there.  People knew it was going to erupt.  Travel to the north to get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/110968085752386948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=110968085752386948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/110968085752386948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/110968085752386948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/03/snow-covered-caldera-blows.html' title='A Snow Covered Caldera Blows'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-110908558047582998</id><published>2005-02-22T10:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T10:21:20.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On or Before March 13, 2005</title><summary type='text'>I don’t know what it is, when it will happen or where, but I have a good idea; within the first two weeks of March, East Coast (most likely New Madrid earthquake zone), and enough of an earth trauma to cause a major wave to hit Florida.Years ago my twin sister walked out onto the call center floor and wrote an event on the board, an earthquake in Southern California. The board shows events </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/110908558047582998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=110908558047582998' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/110908558047582998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/110908558047582998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/02/on-or-before-march-13-2005.html' title='On or Before March 13, 2005'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-110859806743602823</id><published>2005-02-16T18:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T18:54:27.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Soldier</title><summary type='text'>This was not a normal dream it was extremely vibrant, strong and so powerful I awoke to my bed trembling and was awake for hours afterward.I was standing in the cover of thick trees.  In front of me was a clearing spotted with some trees but mostly clear with low grasses.  Beyond that was a line of woods and I could see that about 25 feet into those woods was a road.  Beyond that road were more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/110859806743602823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=110859806743602823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/110859806743602823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/110859806743602823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/02/last-soldier.html' title='The Last Soldier'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-110859669922357481</id><published>2005-02-16T18:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T18:31:39.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why am I seeing a hairy dog and your father</title><summary type='text'>Last Tues was Mardi Gras night at a local hot spot that serves cold beer and hot wings.  Mardi Gras is a fun night, lots of drinks, beads and laughs.  But several beers into the night, I had developed a friendly chat with the man next to me.  Saying.. hey.. I"m psychic isn't normally the first thing on my mind or on my lips, especially when I'm out having fun with S, my best friend.  Her and I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/110859669922357481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=110859669922357481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/110859669922357481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/110859669922357481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/02/why-am-i-seeing-hairy-dog-and-your.html' title='Why am I seeing a hairy dog and your father'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-110728028847298048</id><published>2005-02-01T13:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T12:55:15.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Knock Knock:  Who's there?</title><summary type='text'>Do Gems and Crystals retain a spiritual essence? It oftens happens that when a spirit from someone’s past comes knocking on a medium’s door, they bring up a family heirloom. Most often it is jewelry involving a gemstone. I often wondered why this was true. It can’t be of physical value in the afterlife. Well here is some information that will explain this phenomenon as well as give “light” to why</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/110728028847298048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=110728028847298048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/110728028847298048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/110728028847298048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/02/knock-knock-whos-there.html' title='Knock Knock:  Who&apos;s there?'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-110607197217511489</id><published>2005-01-18T13:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T13:26:27.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>As the Crow Flies</title><summary type='text'>I sat outside in the sun today, trying to clear my mind of clutter. The sun felt good on my face and I began to feel peaceful inside. I spoke in my head to my guide; "Are you here?". No reply.So I decided to just relax and enjoy the feel of the sun on my face. A very faint message...just my name. "Yes?, I said"."Listen"All was quiet, too quiet and then I heard a crow. "Follow the crow, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/110607197217511489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=110607197217511489' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/110607197217511489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/110607197217511489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/01/as-crow-flies.html' title='As the Crow Flies'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-110547039356267541</id><published>2005-01-11T13:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T14:06:33.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Posted 1/11/05:  While I was chatting with a friend in California the night before last night, I had a vision of a large object.  With nothing relative to show its size I would say it was at least a footboll field tall and perhaps bell shaped though its shape I can't exactly recall because I was drawn to the things attached to it.  It had these long tentacle looking arms extending into its side </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/110547039356267541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=110547039356267541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/110547039356267541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/110547039356267541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/01/posted-11105-while-i-was-chatting-with.html' title=''/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-110495092701209387</id><published>2005-01-05T13:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T12:29:04.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams &amp; Visions Log</title><summary type='text'>I know I’ll miss some, but here’s a good start. I track it back to June of last year when I had the car accident. It seems a lot came from that for some reasonDREAMS beginning in June of 2004Being held up into the light, it was an incredible warm, loving feeling. Volcano erupting, and aliens coming. He came to me as I stood there watching the volcano erupt. He handed me papers, they were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/110495092701209387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=110495092701209387' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/110495092701209387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/110495092701209387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/01/dreams-visions-log.html' title='Dreams &amp; Visions Log'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-110485971698200252</id><published>2005-01-04T13:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T12:28:36.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview with a Dragon Soul</title><summary type='text'>There are many individuals who know in their hearts that although they walk this earth in human bodies, they have lived other lives as animal souls.  I wish to share an interview that I did with a dragon soul.  Diversity and harmony to all, Enjoy!First off, how long have you known that you were a dragon in a previous life?Dragonshealing: I would say it would have to be going onto a year and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/110485971698200252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=110485971698200252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/110485971698200252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/110485971698200252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/01/interview-with-dragon-soul.html' title='Interview with a Dragon Soul'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-110473460638036421</id><published>2005-01-03T01:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T01:43:26.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucid Dreaming Technique</title><summary type='text'>I have a recurring lava dream.  Now I know that I'm suppose to levitate when the lava surrounds me...but for some reason.. I have no faith in my ability and I decide to jump in rather than be burned slowly.  We CAN alter our dreams and take control.  Here is a method to try:This entry was taken courtesy of http://www.geocities.com/HotSprings/Oasis/8515/html/what_is_.html But I felt it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/110473460638036421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=110473460638036421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/110473460638036421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/110473460638036421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2005/01/lucid-dreaming-technique.html' title='Lucid Dreaming Technique'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-110443411914985052</id><published>2004-12-30T14:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T14:15:19.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Enoch 20:1-8 And these are the names of the holy angels who watch.  Also known as The WatchersAffirmation of the ArchangelsLord, God in heaven above, bring your holy Angels into my monad, allow them to walk with me and within me as deacons to my guardians.  Help guide and lift me on my journey, I call upon Uriel, Raphael, Raguel, Michael, Saragael, Gabriel and Remiel to watch over me and my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/110443411914985052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=110443411914985052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/110443411914985052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/110443411914985052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2004/12/enoch-201-8-and-these-are-names-of.html' title=''/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-110381919110418379</id><published>2004-12-23T11:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T11:26:31.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Day:  A message to Light Workers, Indigo Children, et als.</title><summary type='text'>Last night I met an Indigo ChildThe world is changing, and those of us in the psychic community and those who have experienced some of these changes feel the shift, but what does it mean?  Are we born to specific task, are we here for a purpose?  We go through life the best way we know and try to be true to our hearts and our beliefs while pursuing our personal growth.  The shifts and changes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/110381919110418379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=110381919110418379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/110381919110418379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/110381919110418379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2004/12/new-day-message-to-light-workers.html' title='A New Day:  A message to Light Workers, Indigo Children, et als.'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9503691.post-110346890231865784</id><published>2004-12-19T10:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T10:08:22.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Christmas, and miracles CAN happen.</title><summary type='text'>It's Christmas time, and miracles CAN happen, this is dedicated to a friend of mine with cancer. My guardian’s name is Bob, one of many, that is to say one of many names and one of many guardians/angels.  We all have our guardian, our guide, our angels who look over our shoulder and help guide us through this physical life.  This doesn’t mean that we will face no danger, or darkness in our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/feeds/110346890231865784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9503691&amp;postID=110346890231865784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/110346890231865784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9503691/posts/default/110346890231865784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-new-light.blogspot.com/2004/12/its-christmas-and-miracles-can-happen.html' title='It&apos;s Christmas, and miracles CAN happen.'/><author><name>A New Light</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01721124769794003988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
