Alex turns the big 6 0

 I officially turned 60 today what a hoot. Lol, it’s more like the big 6 oh or D’oh! I am now one of the Golden Girls.🤣🤣🤣 I am somewhere between Rose and the granny, Estelle Getty’s character in the Golden Girls on the Richter scale. I had a great day today but I take the age thing as no biggie. It’s just a number to tick off on our to do list as we stumble through life after all. So on with a new chapter of life, with  plenty of spark in me to keep everyone amused for another couple of decades easily. 

I don’t celebrate my birthday in the normal manner I prefer to celebrate nature and the spring season, and I feel lucky to be born in September to enjoy the seasonal change. What is one day compared to a season to celebrate after all? The flowers are beautiful and the birds are singing and there are fresh green leaves on the trees as they awaken from their hibernation. A fresh new world awaits us as every season and invigorates the soul. ❤️

My simple philosophy is just live and enjoy the splendour of nature in its glory, by getting outdoors and breathing in the air. Grounding yourself by standing or sitting in the garden with your bare feet on the ground and feel the earth energy coming up through you. This is what I did first thing this morning and the weather has been perfect. Thank you nature for making this day special. 

I am wondering what lies in store for the next ten years and praying that the years will be kind. After all the truly hard yards have been done. I will do my best to make life as peaceful as possible as I evolve into a wiser person growing older gracefully. Ok, well maybe not that gracefully 🤣🤣 because that just wouldn’t be me. I am more of a politically incorrect individual but with a good heart and a wicked sense of humour. So I think that I am more likely to lean towards being like the granny on the Golden Girls. So let’s see what happens eh? 

Visions as I was grounding and attuning myself

 https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Axis_mundi

A rather weid thing happened to me today as I was grounding and tuning in. While doing my grounding and going through each chakra, I started to see significant places around the world. Starting with the Dome of the Rock with a bright blue sky above. This became noticeable as I got to my throat chakra and it really startled me because I don't usually see things like this when tuning in. It is normally shapes, sacred geometry and occasionally colours when I tune in.

I then saw another place  of significance in the northern hemispheir, yet I am struggling to remember what it was, a building of some sort but that is all. After this being shown to me, I saw the Australian Parliament House building and many people rushing towards it. The people were in a state of pannic  and in need of protection from an unseen danger. The sky was bright blue above  Parliament House too. I then saw what looked like a volacano or Mt Fuji in Japan capped with snow.  There was also another volcano seen at another chakra and everything just happened so fast that they all blended into one. I saw shown the NATO symbol which depicts the four cardinal points of direction, I then saw a little boy standing on an observation deck in a big complex, he was looking through a big gallery length window. He turned to look at me and then went back to looking through the window. He was watching an experiment and I had a strong feeling that it was neuclear energy. The boy was very focussed on what he was watching with a serious look on his face. To put an age to the boy I would say perhaps 9 or 10. With a grey woollen jumper and medium brown short hair style of his era and he was wearing shorts. Boys in the old days wore shorts until they were 14 and then into long trousers. I got the feeling that this boy was not a boy in our time, he was in the past, decades ago. To me the time line could have been the 1940's or 50's. I would probably say more the 1950's though. 

As I got to the end of my attuning and grounding I had a feeling of everything shaking and suddenly I saw people runing again to the Australian Parliament building. I then saw what appeared to be a volcanic tremor at the same time though the volcanic activity was triggered by what could have been nuclear energy. This to me implies a massive energy shift happening globally, it did not feel good at all. After that  I was shown a big body of water as in the pacific ocean and a submarine preparing to attack Australia (Western Australia). I felt this was deliberately targeting Australia and we need to be prepared for an event in the near future. This does not necessarily mean that we will be physically attacked in Australia but there is a definite shift mentally and emotionally happening on a global level. 

I do feel though that Australia needs to up its coastal defences immediately as there will be a naval battle whether we like it or not. Air and sea warfare is going to impact Australia in the future. I would say that all four corners of the globe will be affected by war; and the effects will be felt before and after which goes without saying with any war.    

I get a feeling of energy or lay lines connected here, and how everything affects humanity emotionally, mentally and physically. It is our chakras that ground us to the earth and this reality. Our emotions are directly linked to the ley lines. All religious buildings are built on ley lines including ancient pagan places of worship going back to the very beginning of human spirituality. 

I will say again,  all war is a failure of humanity!

Copyright, Alex Fulford , 12 August 2023 

UPDATE: 30/6/24 Looking for something in my blog I came across this. The thing that jumped out at me was the Dome of the Rock. We know now what happened last year on 7th October and that sure was a seismic shift becoming a nightmare. 

The actions of Uranus, the asshole planet, it is a breaker of traditions, governs utopian mindsets, it rules earthquakes, its actions can be sudden and unexpected and often violent. Then Pluto the herpes of planets. It is highly destructive and goes through each zodiac sign for 12 to 13 years in a 248 year cycle and as one of the three transcendental planets it is an upper octave of Mars. Pluto rules the masses,  it is an underworld planet of subversion, nuclear power, kidnapping to name a few things. Pluto along with Uranus will be causing chaos up to 2043 as it will reside in Aquarius. You will see me commenting on this in my 2024 world predictions done last October. 

Mars the planet for war was in Libra from the 3rd of October, and this is the Israeli prime minister’s birth sign. 

We have also seen empty threats by Putin of nuclear exchanges and the nuclear power plant in Ukraine in the news. That doesn’t mean that a nuclear war will happen, it is only just put into the media. Any time someone or something is discussed it actually activates the astrological aspects of the subject matter or person. Such as a famous person in history, the natal chart doesn’t die with the person’s death. It lives permanently as the person name comes up in public conversation such as in education or even a news article about the person. 

Baby birds expeced on my veranda again

 Yesterday afternoon I was delighted to see a mother bird, a Silvereye to be precise, making a nest in one of the plants on my back veranda. This is the second time my veranda has been sought after by a mother bird. I absolutley adore little Silvereyes. They are so tiny and chirpy little dears. Yesterday afternoon this little bird was fluttering around preparing her nest with feathers and what looked like dried twigs or dried grass. I have had a sneeky peak in the plant to see what she has brought in to her temporary nest. But I know to keep right away while she is prearing for her babies arrival. 

The problem is trying to water the plants without frightening her away. Especially once the eggs hatch as she might abandon the nest. I also need to keep an eye on miss Ruby just in case she discovers the bird as her barking  may frighten the mother bird away. 

I really enjoyed the last birds on the veranda, however it was quite hot and I was worried about the chicks not surviving the heat due to the lazerlite holding in heat and it was a very hot summer. However they all survived and flew off shortly before Christmas 2018. 

https://psychictarotreadingwithalexfulford.blogspot.com/2021/03/baby-thrushes-at-alexs-house.html

The last photo was on 23 December 2018. For some reason I kept thinking it was Blackbirds, D'oh! they were Thrushes.

I will try to get some photos from afar and zoom in as the mother bird sits on her eggs and then see if I can get a phot of the chicks, being careful not to upset the mummy bird.

 Below is the blurb and photo from Wikipedia. 

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Silvereye

 

UPDATE: The little bird has relocated she must have felt the nest is not in a safe place because of people constantly passing by and checking the plant. Good luck little mother to be ❤️

 

Spiritual message given in 22 July 2023

 

Spiritual message given in 22 July 2023

As I started to do the tarot card of the month for August this started to come through.

[Sic] Now getting down to the serious part, we, humanity are in spiritual crisis and needing help with world events. This is a critical time in human history and existence. One step the wrong way and we plunge into the abyss. This is not to the way to go, humanity needs a “correction” in order to function and exist before catastrophe strikes.

Yet few are willing to make the correction. Life is about to change yet again very soon;  if we head in this direction. There are factions of government around the world that are aware of this and are trying hard to avert war and the impending damage to humanity and the planet.

This has nothing to do with the “Green” agenda whatsoever, it is about evolution of the species and averting war at all costs. Money is crumbling as we speak and even though some financial crisis will be averted it is not enough for what we need. Time is drawing clear where the spirit world is watching (drawing closer) afraid of the harshness that will be unleashed soon, yet world leaders cannot agree on anything especially if there is a price tag.

But how do you put a price tag on life, human or other lifeforms? This needs a mother’s touch and a mother’s love. The rays of feminine energy need to reach earth to make a difference, yet the rays of love are too weak to penetrate this world.

Tears in heaven cannot prevent the bloodshed that is to come yet again to this world. Not enough love survives withing humanity due to greed and preoccupation with wealth and preoccupation with the self. Admiration is like a disease that ignores the plight of the soul. This pushes the human spirit to the side where greed, obsession and perversion takes hold.

The US is a classic example of spiritual decline with warfare, fame and focus on the self. Focus should be on helping others, focus should be on forgiveness of debt (spiritual or financial?) and power. Humanity will not survive unless urgent correction of the soul, spirit and mind are made.

This year alone death has taken over as the topic of news in this world. Not the focus of the rich and powerful damaging this world through greed, domination, and strife. This balance is way out of control. I doubt is can ever be corrected. Time is too short as it is yet nobody is interested that has the power to correct anything.

We pay a huge price in blood for the deeds of the few. This is the way of this world, but it was never to be the intention. Only when consciousness fell did this occur. Now the price of salvation is neigh impossible. This is not the message we want to hear or see played out, but it is played out globally for all.

I am sorry the vessel has been chosen to give the message to the world, but it is. This was in the contract when she incarnated, we love her dearly and forgive her sins.

Wow, we never thought this message would need to be given, forgive us all for what you receive. This is not our doing but the lords of time have had enough!

Don’t print this Alex, this is doom. Report carefully we will assist you, Alison (my daughter in spirit).

The card of the month is sweet and lovely, but do not show the world the gloom.Show them this instead. France will kick it up a notch with rioting uncontrolled, Macron has no idea how to deal with this. His time is almost over to serve, elections will be called sooner. He will step down.

The world is in turmoil yes, but it will recover. War is inevitable yet not final, we know survival will come, but you must go through with war and build a new world. This is the rules of this planet, war will come and war will go. What is left begins anew in cycles from the smallest ant to the biggest bridge. But that bridge must have support, you see this all through history. We do survive in spirit and soul and body, but not in hate and anger!

You must strive to protect what life you have because soon there won’t be a choice. So, act now and preserve all that flesh has to offer the soul. Money or gold does not help the soul nor does food, but you need food to survive in a world of greed.

We leave you now to your own devices, this message has been delivered.

 

NOTE: What am I to make of this? 

UPDATE: 21 October 2023. I found the original paper of this today, and I can't help wondering if this was a trickster spirit or entity. When I get messages while doing predictions, tarot card of the month etc. I sometimes just automatically zone out so to speak and the message comes through, I don't think the words that I write, it just happens. Now I usually assume that it comes via my higher self but there are times like this that I truly wonder what is really controlling psychic people.  I am aware that relatives work with me because I can see them but then things come through and it leaves me wondering who or what else is communicating with me.

I also find this disturbingly hypocritical because humanity doe not really have free will we are programmed prior to incarnating. Reincarnation is not to humanities benefit and never was. To understand this read article by John Lamb Lash, Cameron Day, Anton Parks and Wes Penre. That is just some of the researchers that are writting on what is really controlling human consciousness and this reality. These people provide a bibliography of their research that is verifiable.

How bizarre is this?

 I am just lying in bed scrolling through my blog stats and Alice Cooper’s face suddenly appears in my head. I don’t even listen to his music. But I jumped on to google news and this article was just posted, (the top article). 

No idea why he popped into my head, music is definitely not my primary focus. I don’t listen to modern music very often either, and it is certainly not my first choice and definitely not metal or hard rock. 

Look up on the black header and see the time (24 minutes ago), I read the article and then thought I might as well post it here, lol. 

A breakthrough in my Astrology studies

 Yesterday I made a bit of a breakthrough in studying astrology. I now realise that I should have taken the plunge many years ago. Because I was under the false assumption that it would be too difficult for me to learn and I had never bought or even looked at a basic book on learning about astrology. 

Having dyscalculia and other learning difficulties I automatically assumed that there would be no possible way that I would be able to do this. I was wrong I have made progress, I understand what I am learning and I am very passionate about the subject. I’m so glad that I took the plunge into this subject. I just wish that I had done so twenty or even forty years ago. But everything comes down to timing. And when the student is ready the teacher appears.

I actually put off learning the Tarot cards out of fear for twenty years and a lack of faith in myself. But when I have a gift that is to be shared with humanity out of unconditional love then events are put into place by spirit to give one the courage and faith to be able to have confidence and courage to be able to carry out the mission and purpose for being given these gifts or abilities.

For a few months I have been anxious and fearful because of my fears of not being good enough to do this  calling. Having grown up as a child that was treated as a joke or a failure; life has never been easy for me.

My sibling sailed through life and was the favourite where I was seen as a joke. Well I have kept my faith in spirit and have always tried to be a good person and now I look back at from the moment that I picked up first deck of Tarot cards to where I am today and think well I managed to do this all on my own.

That was because I felt so strongly about the Tarot cards and understood that this is a spiritual journey and calling to help others. It’s not about me and never has been, it’s about humanity and spirit within humanity. Astrology is also part of the calling. I just didn’t know that until I started getting a strong pull towards it. The team behind me in spirit helping me every step of the way. I have no idea what will happen with all of this and turning 60 in a few weeks I think to myself why at this age? Other people are retiring and here I am moving into this.

I understand that I am merely a tool for spirit to help others and I am extremely grateful for the opportunity. But again why me and why when I am getting old and having health problems. 

I guess the thing to do is just get on with it and don’t overthink everything as I normally do. If one person benefits from this then it is worth it. I do get great happiness out of helping others and seeing them happy. I know what it feels like to be unhappy and depressed, but to bring happiness and hope to someone is in itself a gift. I feel joy to see happiness in others. 

So I pray that my studies will provide that opportunity to give to humanity and also prove to myself that I must have faith and confidence in myself, not to be put of by naysayers and just do what I am here for. I am getting much happiness in learning and will enjoy explaining and demystifying astrology to people in the future. One thing I keep in mind is, if I can do this then anyone can. If you have learning difficulties like I do then you will understand where I am coming from. 

You have to develop faith in yourself because nobody will give you the faith and trust you need, you must do it for yourself. Do not give in because others think it's a waste of time or you won't be any good at it. Please be courageous enough to live on your own terms and carry out your life’s mission. 

I now understand the dream that I had when the old men saluted me. I was baffled by the dream and it had me worried for the future. 

https://psychictarotreadingwithalexfulford.blogspot.com/2021/05/ok-what-did-i-just-sign-up-for-here.html

So if you feel a pull towards a particular form of employment or anything else then listen to your heart and give it a try.

Warm and fuzzy hugs

Alex

Do we have to be reactionary?

 Rather than being reactionary in the negative about another person’s opinions, comments or actions. Step back from the situation and look at what your response is. Is your response justified or perhaps you may have misinterpreted the comment or actions. Are you taking on the energy of a person that is perceived as negative?  Can you pull back on your emotions and not engage negatively in the situation, to not be caught up in the cycle? 

Think about what benefits you by not responding with anger. How hard is it in a split second to just refocus your response; to de-escalate your emotions and response to something that you normally would be  quick to anger? Set the intention of retraining yourself to think about how to respond to something that might provoke a negative emotional reaction.

This takes great effort and deliberate control over your instinctual response not to inflame yourself. Perhaps you are being lead to react to a situation in a hostile way, not for your benefit but for others to provoke a hostile response. Either way; being non reactive it is something that an individual must learn to do in order to have a more healthy mindset. Think first about what you hear or see, and then formulate a response that does not reflect poorly upon yourself. Over thinking the issue is also something that must be addressed, because to dwell on the issue may cause you to go into an unhealthy mindset and this doesn’t benefit you one bit. 

From a mental health perspective as well as one’s general health, anger is an unhealthy energy to create within yourself. No matter what the source of anger or upset is, it never benefits you. It may benefit others to see you upset and therefore not just is your negative emotions causing you distress but the others may enjoy seeing you hurt. Your distressed energy feeds egos but starves you of emotional nourishment and spiritual growth. 

One must be forever mindful of the power and effect of strong emotions and the harmful unintended effects within us. Reactionary mindsets are distracted mindsets, unable to quickly assess the moment and maintain a dignified equilibrium. Practicing serenity and calm confidence does not always come naturally for many people, however it can be achieved through meditation and focus on calm logic. A wise person is rarely in distress, they exude calm confidence and rationale when faced with negative challenges. 

The key to being less reactive and more relaxed is through practicing mindfulness, wisdom and self discipline. Be your own little Buddha by going within regularly to observe your thoughts and feelings honestly, seek the higher wisdom from within. From a place of grace and stillness to live in accordance with your inner peace and harmony. This is the challenge, we must strive for by mindful attention to our inner world. Learn to bring forth that confidence and wisdom into daily life to guide you through moments where you may normally feel anger towards others and hold the calmness, giving yourself time to be composed without the usual instinctive reactionary instinct.

Warm and fuzzy hugs 🤗 

This world needs peace above all else

 This world desperately needs peace, love and compassion above all else right now. Society is ripped apart, belief systems are broken and disrespected. Peace, harmony and tolerance is but a burned up old rag at the end of a flagpole. Our collective survival as a species is in doubt and our spiritual survival is in even greater danger. 

How does a supposedly enlightened species get it so wrong again and again we wonder. Right now in modern history we are right back to hitting the reset button on the human race. Not one person can really say they are truly spiritually advanced or even as a member of the human species; have any of us made it to the pinnacle of what a human being is supposed to be. How many times do we have to go through the process of birth and death before we as a species can even begin to be what the original human beings were supposed to be? 

Things will not change unless there is an evolutionary change within the entire species at a spiritual level. Animals don’t wipe out an entire species or several species like we do. It is sad that we find ourselves back at the same point yet again, it feels like we are preparing for our own funerals yet again. 

I yearn for a great spiritual awakening for humanity and for all life but I do not believe that humanity are ever going to be able to transcend to that spiritual pinnacle unfortunately because they hold on to three dimensional thinking which is destructive and limiting all potential that the soul can achieve.

The frequency in the third dimension is way too low and a negative for humanity to be able to make that leap to higher levels of spiritual consciousness. Hence the repetitive cycle and destruction in a never ending suffering. Humanity needs to leave this reality once and for all to even begin to heal itself and evolve. 

Astrology in a teacup

 

I love this tea cup from T2 my dear husband bought me this cup months ago just as I was starting my Astrology studies. As soon as I saw it, it just said; perfect for Astrology. I see the stars and the universe in this pattern. The pattern is called Moroccan and I find it enchanting in blue. Lately I have been attracted to the colour blue in clothes and seeing this cup it just seemed perfect. My husband just seems to intuitivley know what to buy me at random moments too. We are both dual star signs too so that synchronicity is strong. 

Being a big lover of tea I love cups and teapots. They are just so personal and intimate. Just perfect to relax the mind body and spirit in higher esoteric journies. The Kaleidoscope pattern with stars is a powerful and transcendant pattern that I can slip into energetically. So it is aim for the stars for me on an esoteric level.

If you are interested, T2 has the pattern in a few colours. 

https://www.t2tea.com/en/au/search/?q=moroccan&search-button=&lang=en_AU

Cross brained and learning disabilities

https://www.imperial.ac.uk/news/81322/mixed-handed-children-more-likely-have-mental/

 https://www.learningsuccessblog.com/cross-dominance-relation-learning-disabilities

https://dyslexiaoctopus.com/5-things-about-hand-dominance/

https://edition.cnn.com/2015/11/03/health/being-left-handed-health-impact/index.html

Please read each link in this post as each has interesting information about mixed-handedness, these individuals make up just 1% of the world population. I was thinking about this subject this morning; because I am one of these people and tick all the boxes. 

Schizophrenia can actually be ASD, as they can appear to have similar  traits and a person can be incorrectly diagnosed as Schitzophrenic when they are actually on the ASD spectrum.

This has had a major impact on my life from starting school onwards. I was never diagnosed because my mother was never interested in finding out, it was all about her, she was a Leo born in the year of the Tiger. Which means a strong willed and domineering person with a strong need for control; I on the other hand am a Libra on the cusp of Virgo born in the year of the Rabbit and therefore not compatible energy. I was constantly moved from school to school on a 12 month basis from when I started school to when I left. I  do remember very clearly the learning problems that I had when learning to read and write. Maths and arithmetic, I just couldn’t do at all. At the age of 10 and having already lived in 6 different houses and 4 schools; it was overseas on a parental whim, which turned out to be on a regular basis. 

I was just expected to fit in, I was told that “I will settle in” to my new school, yet the school curriculum was different when moving to Australia and at the opposite end of the school year and a two month gap between leaving my old school and enrolling in the new school due to several things happening such as the packing up of our household items, staying with a grand parent until it was time to leave the country and then arrive in the next country find a house and then a school. Now my father was not in the military at this stage, he was a civilian. No reason was ever given for the constant move of houses. I was a child so there was no reason to tell me anything. 

In my primary school years especially, I was labelled thick by my parents. I was repeatedly told that I would never amount to much and end up sweeping the streets or cleaning toilets by my parents ( that is the sanitised version of what was said by my father, he didn’t do compassion). Positive reinforcement was never a thing in my family. My mother always told me that " I was nothing but trouble and even before I was even born" which was always emphasised. In reality the problem was her; not me but I was the one that was the scapegoat. 

My mother would become homesick and insisted on returning to Scotland, however even there, there was the constant move of house. So guess how difficult this made settling in to school and obtaining assistance, not to mention making friends and then suddenly losing them because my mother wanted to move house again. She had decorated the house, and then suddenly she wanted to move again.   Sounds normal…not! 

Not once in all of this fiasco did my parents ever think that I had a real learning disability. I was a premature baby also but destined to be a number 6 birth number, because the day that I was due to be born and the actual day that I was born on are both a number 6 in numerology. Which is common for spiritual awakening and psychic abilities.

As for the mixed hand characteristics; I connect to spirit and mediumship by my right ear (clairaudient). I use my right eye in particular when looking on a psychic level (clairvoyance) my left hand is my powerful hand when doing spiritual healing. The left side of the body is feminine energy. I use a computer mouse left handed and just can't use my right hand, to do so just does my head in. I fold sheets the left handed way which drove my mum nuts if I was helping her. I like things in my office left handed. In the kitchen I originally had a dual sink and drying rack so I had my sink set left handed with the draining rack on the left until my kitchen was upgraded in 2003, now it's right handed. 

Life has never been easy for me and even now I struggle with the lifelong effects of an abusive family background from childhood and early adulthood. I was a very talkative child but never aggressive or disruptive, I did spend most of my time alone through childhood. Coming from a very strict family any misbehaviour would not be tolerated. I lived in absolute fear of my mum. My crime in life  was learning difficulties and being a bit dreamy as focus and concentration was a problem; I was very, very aware of my shortcomings. It is not something that one forgets when there is a constant reminder and being constantly criticised and compared to others. Why can’t I be like so and so or your cousin? Really!! 

 My career was dictated to me by my mother, again it’s about her. Her failure in not working in an office, not mine.  She was very talented in dress making and tailoring, she could knit anything too. You name is she could make it; she was also highly opinionated in just about everything you cared to mention and extremely argumentative. Me on the other hand I can't sew or knit. I have tried but can't. I would love to crochet, I am trying to learn it, and I am left handed when I do pick up the crochet needle. 

Roll on to married life and raising my children and moving interstate. After her death my life blossomed when I decided to pursue my psychic abilities and take a spiritual path. Away from  negative influences I immersed myself into learning about my abilities. I am a voracious reader and always have been; on different subjects because I am a naturally curious person. I derive great pleasure from reading as well as nature and fur babies. 

I tick the boxes for dyslexia and dyscalculia, ADD, and ASD. Yet here I am as a fully functioning clairvoyant medium with a very strong client base and known for highly successful psychic predictions over several years. With a client base that includes diplomats, an opera singer, people that work in parliament, medical professionals, solicitors, the military, the media, authors, the arts and many other people and it gives me great pleasure to be able to bring happiness to others; especially those that have suffered.

These days though I realise that I did amount to something. I am a human being, I am a wife and a mother, I have a purpose on this earth. I have helped many people in dire times and animals too. I matter, just like every single person that has these learning disabilities. I have self respect and I know my worth as a member of the human race. I know my value spiritually; in the service to humanity, the animals and spirit. I would say; that this is not someone who is a failure that wouldn’t amount to much. 

Children are often born with harsh life realities such as illness, disabilities and other difficulties. They can rise above some of these challenges and difficulties and become something;  that others have no way of knowing is possible, if given the opportunity and encouragement from parents and teachers. Don’t write these children off, help them, insist on assessments and the best help that they can get with their education and social skills. Children need a rich variety of interests especially involving them in nature to connect with their environment. They need parents to believe in them, have patience and understanding. 

Children with disabilities see the world differently and react differently to their surroundings. These children are also sensetive to energy changes (vibrational frequencies) hence they can sometimes be on a different mental plane to others which is the right side of the brain functioning. Non psychic people simply do not take this into consideration or even know that this is possible.

 The last thing that a parent should do is criticise and belittle their children. That damage lasts a lifetime and has a flow on effect if a person is not mindful and is determined not to repeat the mistakes of their parents. 

Cycles do have an ending if they are strived for. It is a wise person that acknowledges the fact and takes steps to bring about a conclusion to a repetitive negative cycle. Be that adult that takes the right steps to break negative cycles, if not for your own sake then do it for the childrens sake. 

https://www.abc.net.au/news/2023-03-29/adhd-inquiry-federal-government-urged-to-listen/102159762

UPDATE: 23 March 2023; A bit late for many sufferers especially women and girls but let’s remember boys and men are still included in this. Women of my generation and those older than me were only expected to get married and breed. We didn’t matter, even female teachers had that opinion; how insulting and condescending is that? The privilege of education for female teachers. Parents were not really interested in helping girls either because this is a patriarchal society and females are just going to leave school and get married, perpetually keeping the cycle going.

I would say there would be other combinations of disabilities that went unchecked in girls too; such as dyslexia and its sibling dyscalculia,  anxiety /depression, autism and in some cases PTSD. The damage is done  to older women; and this limited the career or work choices available for girls and women to retail, hospitality, cleaners, factory workers or assistance jobs, office support roles but not always well paying jobs or jobs that would give them self respect or respect from society in general. Basically these women and girls were invisible; in menial jobs most of their working lives. Limiting their ability to save money and the opportunity to own their own homes and have a decent income to retire on.

https://dyslexiaoctopus.com/5-things-about-hand-dominance/#:~:text=Research%20has%20linked%20dyslexia%20and%20ADD%20to%20being%20mixed%2Dhanded&text=The%20authors%20were%20surprised%20to,between%20dyslexia%20and%20mixed%2Dhandedness.

Reading this I noticed the low birth weight, I was a 5lb baby and premature. Read the comments in this blog post. 

Poem: That wee girl from Scotland

 

Walking to a new school, the spring breeze and smell of rain on the earth. Stirring emotions and curiosity, the dried leaves on the footpath mingle with dried dirt. Chattering of children and scuffling feet. A vision of the past, the echoing of history of what once was adds to the mystery. The air seems electric but wait, what does all this mean?

A shy child suddenly filled with fear, what will become of me? An act of fate suddenly intervenes. Another day another school, this one feels different, is it welcoming? Ah it’s ok I feel safe.

New faces, new memories, new bonds. School life is a new learning experience, mysteries abound. Fascination and curiosity combined tantalising the senses of new bounds. Push open the door and come inside. Welcome chum; come one come all, come see this great mystery of what school is about.

Forget what you thought and embrace the new, a students life begins anew. Eager for wisdom and eager for love; a small child in a world above others trembles in fear. What if they don’t like me, what will I do?

About face and run like the wind. Start again and finally fit in. This time it’s marvellous, who would have dreamed that the little girl who wrote this was about to begin; her journey to the future with a quiet din.

Off she went singing in her head to her tune, that girl from nowhere who struggled to begin; has now grounded her foundations of where to begin. It took a long time coming, but when she began she wouldn’t shut up with that terrible din. Of non stop nonsense; oh where to begin. So much is new to me; where to fit in, so much I don’t know but somehow must cram in the knowledge of a lifetime; and a silent guide that comes from within. Who would have thunk that this girl would ever begin; to shape her world from deep down within her, a spiritual calling was about to begin.

Off she went to the post in a flash, this witty little girl with a moment of flash, inspiration that pulled her this way and that, up to then she thought she’d fall flat. But surprise upon surprise she did it by Jove she proved to others there was plenty of hope. For someone that suffered and thought she’d never fit in the wee girl from Scotland has at last come to her own, self realisation at a moments whim. She picked up her cards and let it begin. 

Then lo and behold she is off again on a new translation of where to begin. What the hell am I doing, I don’t know where to begin. Just listen to your guide; I’m sure you’ll fit in. Just bear a moment and then to begin; the new chapter of life is about to begin, a new inspiration when you though your done in. Get off your arse girl you’re about to begin. So pull back the curtain and let us begin, there isn’t much time so now you begin, that little girl from Scotland that couldn’t fit in.

You made it this far yet you didn’t give in, so get off your arse we’re about to begin. I see your eyes light up, you’re about to begin the biggest journey in life, just when you thought you’d never fit in. Welcome aboard, your journeys begun, the little girl from Scotland who didn’t fit in. Blast you; that you didn’t show me how, how on earth was I ever to fit in, in a world of misfits where no one fits in.

You weren’t meant to. But gees, you’d better get moving your about to begin. So get of your arse you're about to begin. Tell one tell all you’re about to begin. If you don’t believe; then just give in. But that little girl is going to fit in, come hell or high water, she’s about to begin. Come one come all, the team are awaiting your final call. Addendum be damned, come one come all, she’s about to begin. A chuckle from spirit and off she goes knowing full well that some will oppose. Undaunted on and on she goes to the dizzying heights that nobody knows. Take a bow and a curtsy to all in the wings, god only knows how in hell she did it so well. Well bugger me she says, I did it so well. That wee Scottish lassie we know so well.

Her funeral will be remembered as one with a swell; of faces that knew her so well, that wee Scottish girl that we all knew so well. Blessings upon her she’s shy to admit, she feels she doesn’t deserve it, but we know her so well. That wee girl from Scotland that we all love so well, now get off your arse and do what we tell, that wee girl from Scotland that we all love so well. 

Copyright ©️ Alex Fulford, March 2023

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Note: I am no poet, but this was just channelled to me this morning by my guides to give me a message not to give up. The words used are not words that I use. Things have been difficult of late. But suddenly this was given to me, virtually word for word. I see a group in spirit and they are in a very humorous mood so the message is received loud and clear.

Fronting this team were Elaine, my spirit teacher for learning astrology who was related to me via marriage though we never met in the flesh as she had passed before the marriage took place, and a man in a dark suit I feel he is a poet, but not identified. 

Update: I realised that I didn’t mention the man placed his brownish coloured felt hat like a fedora hat on what looked like a table. This was like his calling card. No, I don’t believe it was Banjo Paterson. I honestly don’t know who this man is. My maiden name is Paterson though, and Banjo Paterson’s ancestors come from the same region in Scotland but this is a very common surname in Scotland. That is as far as the connection goes and  my love for his poetry. I have a feeling that this man is Elaine's husband. I did meet him in this lifetime but he was quite old when I knew him  and is of Scottish ancestry.   I have seen Elaine's husband in spirit as how I knew him; when visiting my father at his house shortly before he went into his nursing home. 

Agapanthus Blues

Bright blue summer skies and bright blue Agapanthus in a lush green bed. This is the feel of summer in an Australian garden; a tranquil oasis to drop one's cares and just soak in the moment of pure bliss. Breathing in the tranquillity and exhaling the tensions from one's body, mind and spirit. To reach that mental state of bliss. A moment of serenity and ecstasy; ever so delicate, let nothing disturb this bliss.

Linger a moment longer; what does it matter. While encapsulated in that feeling of sheer delight and ease of spirit. The gardeners paradise is sacred, the moment tender and joyful. A butterfly floats gently above the flowers; a day is eternal to this delicate creation. It reminds one of how fleeting time is. All too soon the moment is over and summer is at an end; please linger a bit longer before winter comes and takes our joy; of moments in the garden sipping tea without a care.

Savour these precious moments remembering the fragrances of summer and watching the sun sink into the golden sunset and the hum of bees no longer. Savour the moment of  bright blue skies and even brighter blue Agapanthus until summer takes a bow. The nights draw cooler and darker as nature turns to rest in the garden of  Australia; the paradise of gardeners and the innocence of childhood that we know and love the best. 

Copyright Alex Fulford January 2023

 

Seeing a Scottish soldier in spirit

 Over the past two or three days I have been seeing a world war 1 Scottish soldier in spirit. He has popped  up at random times such as when I have been in bed or getting out of bed in the morning, including when I was in the shower this morning. He is wearing a Glengarry hat with the red and white chequered or diced pattern head band; which some Scottish military regiments wear as part of their uniforms, some wear a Tam O’ Shanter style hat. 

At first I wondered if the soldier was something to do with an old Scottish school friend as her father was in the army as a career soldier. Then as the soldier came into frame more, I noticed his kilt was a red and green tartan and a military sporn over his kilt. The sporn had white on it no doubt it was tassels as I said the vision was very quick and not all clear. I was not able to see the tartan clearly as it happened so fast but I was aware of the colours red and green. I sometimes only get a split second look at the person from head to toe in spirit,  I did also notice he was wearing white or very light coloured gaiters which some Scottish regiments still wear. 

I also could see him in what could have been a trench, and he seemed to be loading a shell into a field gun. This man is letting me know that he is around me in spirit at present as a guardian, so I can rule out him as trying to communicate something to my friend. I can’t get a name at this stage, perhaps I might later. I have not had anyone come through for me personally for a while other than my paternal grandfather; who has popped in recently but not saying anything, though I am aware why he is visiting me. Something must be happening in the spirit world for this to be happening, I will just have to wait and see what happens in the near future. 

Above is a traditional Glengarry, similar to what the soldier in spirit was wearing. 

This is the photo is the closest that I can find online; to show what the soldier looked like in uniform. However I don’t think he wore a white belt, just the jacket and I could not see any rank or anything else to inform me of his regiment or anything important. 

It took over 30 years to happen!

I often tell clients give things time to happen and don't get a reading any sooner that three to six months. That is unless you want a different person to do a reading; to see if they say the same thing. It does take time for things to happen, life cannot be rushed. I had just that experience a few of days ago. At present my laundry is getting retiled by my husband a bit at a time due to his health restrictions and disabilities. So on Thursday disaster struck in my laundry and I was absolutely livid.

Hubby had not put the drain hose from my washing machine back into the drainage hole at the side of the laundry tub. I hadn't noticed until happened to walk in to the laundry only to be met with a tsunami of water being released from the washing machine all over the floor and into the hallway.

This house for some stupid reason does not have a floor drain in the laundry. The bathroom didn't have one either until our bathroom renovation was completed last month and the original bath tub didn't even have an overflow drain. I have never seen this in a house in Australia before. It should be a standard safety measure in a house or an apartment; at least it has been in any place that I lived in in Sydney. This house was built in 1974 and I have lived in houses or apartments older than that; that had a drain in the floor in both the bathroom and laundry obviously for allowing flood water to escape.  

Anyway this flood in my laundry I was told about in a tarot reading in Sydney over 35 years ago! Some things do take many years to come about, and this is the second long term thing that has happened in the past few years. I vaguely remember being told something else that I was told before I got married and that only happened after 20 something years.

Flooding is not the sort of thing that one looks forward to happening either; I am just glad it is over and done with now. Mopping up so much water took almost every damn towel that I own and then put them through the washing machine after that. Not a happy camper, the rain came along and it took almost two days to dry the towels.  Some things are just sent to try our patience grrr!!

I am glad of one thing, hubby put a painted membrane cover on the wooden floor boards a few days before the flooding or it would be days or weeks before the tiles were laid. Due to his health problems he has to take it very slowly so a few tiles at a time and then rest. I had the laundry from hell for 28 years because it is an old house and all the tiles had lifted. The adhesive that was used in the 70's is not as good as what is around today so it had all dried out to dust so my floor and wall tiles were falling off or lifting.  I have had an ugly, cramped laundry for quite a few years and if anyone was visiting me; I didn't want them to see the horrible thing that is my laundry.  Now it is going to have a new lease of life; but meh, it's still small. At least I can clean it easily clean it once the job is done. 

The excitement of spring in Canberra

If the wind and rain will only pipe down a bit, to enjoy the flowers. It's spring time and the flower season kicks off with Floriade and Tulip Tops Garden, Spring flower shows. Floriade started on 17th September and runs to 16th October 2022.  https://floriadeaustralia.com/

Tulip Tops Garden opened last week and will close the same time as Floriade

https://www.tuliptopgardens.com.au/ Tulip Tops  is dog friendly and is a safe environment for dogs as it is all enclosed. We will take miss Ruby for her annual visit, she loves to do the meet and greet with people. She will have her sausage sandwich, hold the onions though and enjoy a stroll around the bulbs and flowers, a gem amongst the flowers, that’s our Ruby 😻

With rain free days the sun is brilliant and the flowers are in their prime, it puts a smile in ones heart and a spring in ones step when the warmer weather arrives. My mind goes off into thinking about mass planted flowers in a gentle breeze and the warm sun in a bright blue sky. Lazy days in the garden and not wanting to bother with the outside world, just being in the moment at one with nature.

Fellow gardeners rejoice in the delights of springtime and the warming of the soil. We look forward to the gentle colours of nature’s  splendour, even if we can only capture this sight for a very brief time. We long for a never ending springtime of eternal blooms and a gentle afternoon sun that makes one hark back to childhood spent in the garden catching bees, butterflies and ladybugs. The endless simple joy in our hearts. 

Endless flights of fancy inspired by delightful springtime blooms and the sound of laughter. They are but fleeting moments of time eternal. Of the innocent springtime of our youth, fanciful dreams for many of us at best. We must appreciate life’s special moments for what they are and keep them in our hearts for days when we need them. Hold on to and treasure those precious moments and memories for they are the key to our happiness. We the creators beings of our own joy. 

Plant some flowers and watch them grow, that which  you created in love and joy. The seed that you gave life; rewards you in it’s very being. A splendid sight to behold a cherished memory for ever in your heart. Go gently; plant that seed so that you may to grow in wisdom and in peace. Plant ye now a memory to share with others; who share the dream of joy in all its simplicity and its joy.

Copyright Alex Fulford, September 2022

The pastures and meadows of poetry

 Oh, to have the time to wander the pastures and meadows of poetry; of times long gone. To bask in the warm glow of their splendour.

To breathe the air of joy. To walk with the wisdom of bards. To be where birds soar high and dreams take flight, to the world of freedom and artful expression. The gift of vision in lands of splendour, the golden sun shines down its ancient wisdom. Illuminating the wisdom upon such minds as the great men in whose steps we follow. Never to repeat or attain the dreams once held in the dying sunlight of the days long gone. 

Gathering the golden harvest we can rejoice in heavenly dreams on a late summers eve, after a days work is done. With straw for a pillow to dream of a magical land where wisdom is found in a breath of wind. A slight breeze and a golden blessing is ours for the toil if only we make time to wander the pastures. 

Return to the land that gave us our sight and ability to think; to take a chance to follow our dreams and live with wisdom of spirit and grace in our hearts. I now bow my head and shed a tear for dreams that I lost.

Alex Fulford ©️September 2022.

The occult meaning of the rainbow

 https://alexfulfordclairvoyantmedium.blogspot.com/2014/05/occult-meaning-of-rainbow.html

This was written back in May 2014, on my old blog. Please click on the link and click on the links that I have shared in the blog post. People have no idea what really goes on in this world because they are trained not to be genuinely inquisitive nor think outside the box. 

Ignorance being the biggest disease to man and keeps him prisoner of his own making. Wise as fools,  comes to mind with society in current times. 

I am utterly disgusted and highly offended

 Do you go to a doctor and ask him if he is properly qualified or a solicitor or a trades person? No, of course you don't it is rude and crass. It is also downright rude, crass and ignorant to do this to me or any other professional clairvoyant, psychic or astrologer. Especially when their abilities are already openly on record in the public domain as proof of psychic abilities which are clearly demonstrated over many years of experience. 

Yet again, I have had a person make an appointment cancel and rebook, and being very indecisive of what they want and don't want. Several emails back and forth over a week or more. Just now I was asked to provide proof that I am genuine by this person. I have kept screenshots as proof also (as I always do).

To ask my authenticity after this, is ignorant and extremely offensive to me. I am sick to death of people not bothering to read everything on my website and then ask highly insulting questions. Or even how much is a reading? THE SERVICE FEES are on the damn website, Damn well scroll down and read them. Is that too hard to do people? Not just that there are a list of attachments that are sent via email or SMS to every person making an enquiry since 2006 service fees included.

If you have to ask how much the readings are after this, then you should not be having a reading, because you are clearly not really that interested. I must clarify this person did not ask about the fees, it is other people that I encounter at least once or twice a week.

I go over a persons website with a fine tooth comb to learn about them and to work out if the person is right for me should I need a reading. I don't just let anyone read for me from bad experiences, locally myself . Yes, it is very important to read information about the reader prior to a consult to get a feel for them. But then common sense and decency should kick in without insulting the Clairvoyant / Psychic/ Astrologer or even a spiritual healer  as to their abilities.

I have commented without naming any names on my blog about things that should never be told to anyone. And this is other psychics reading for me knowing full well who I am. They have told me that I would leave my husband, my husband would have an affair with an asian lady,  one of my sons would be killed in a car crash after having an argument with me at the age of 18. I was told that last one in my own home and that my dog was about to die, knowing full well that it would up set me, and I already knew my elderly dog did not have much time left because he had a heart murmur.

Don't think for one minute that I am not authentic. Don't think for one minute that I am not Clair Veritas! Psychically know when you are a liar. Don't think for one minute that I will forgive gross insult.

My psychic experiences are all over this blog, my old one and on WordPress. I have started to talk about somethings on YouTube but not the deeply personal heartaches. One does not get to be where I am without any authenticity or harsh suffering and loss.

You insult me and hurt me to the very core when you don't bother to read my credentials on my website, my biography and everything there is to read about me on social media. My personal psychic experiences and psychic predictions are an eye opener as to who I am and my honest authenticity as a human being, and individual, a parent, a wife, a grandmother and professionally. My voice shows my authenticity when you hear me on YouTube. I make no apologies for who I am; as an honest and devoutly spiritual being.

My reputation has always been of high regard and always will be because of my authenticity and my spiritual devotion. I stand in my spiritual power with dignity and devotion.

NOTE: I do not and never will give out negative, frightening or distressing information such as deaths or accidents. Any one that dose is highly irresponsible and is coming from a position of the ego out of control.

https://psychictarotreadingwithalexfulford.blogspot.com/2021/02/casting-pearls-before-swine_26.html

From 2015, somethings never change! Original post from my old blog showing that I transferred it to this current blog.

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Dreaming of a memorial service for the victims of the Atomic bomb

 Early this morning I had a rather strange dream. It was supposedly in Canberra but absolutely nothing like this city actually looks like. I saw myself in some sort of church with many people attending a memorial service dedicated to all the people that were killed and wounded in Japan when the atomic bombs were dropped. The weather looked winter and grey and the buildings all looked grey too. 

I have never seen a dream like this before and it had a deep effect on me. I noticed my mother( she died back in 1999) was with me and we were with other women kneeling down on the floor with our heads bowed just like how Muslims men pray. But this was only one select group of us praying this way, everyone else was sitting in pews. I saw a black and white film like a news reel of old, playing on a big screen at the front of this church or public building  and a man in the film talking about commemorating the atomic bomb victims. 

Next we got up and left the building talking about the event. Suddenly there was a need to get to the US embassy in town to pass on a message. A man and lady had given us instructions to pass on. There was something about reporting a spy or agent in danger to the American embassy, they needed help, there was  a bit of confusion as to where the embassy was and who to pass on a message to. The woman agent  was connected to blood for some reason but not in a medical sense she was not a nurse and this did not have a medical feeling to her, it more like danger.  She was a special agent like the man was. I would put their ages as in their 30’s and in clothes of the 1930’s and 40’s era. 

We tried to give her name to the embassy because she was in danger, and then I was told that she didn’t work in the main building, she was working with blood so she was in a different building next to where we had been. And  the guard was not interested in helping. I have no idea what this is about; but it felt serious as in biological warfare or prevention of  an act of violence as in warfare. One thing that stood out was this dream was  it was in black and white quiet a bit. My dreams are always in full colour. Funnily enough this weekend doing readings I was seeing people in spirit in black and white too, like looking at old photos. 

This dream though was just so unusual and I am still trying to figure it out and I have gaps in remembering what else happened. Tonight though I happened to see the national news and they mentioned a service for the end of the war in the pacific and Japan signing a peace treaty. That just seemed like only one small aspect of my dream, I would say not just was I praying for all those that died or were injured, but something is afoot. As I was trying to prevent something from happening as in an act of violence or terrorism/war. 

The man in the dream was dressed in a suit of the Second World War era too. But I could not keep an eye on him, he disappeared somewhere and it was left to my mother and me to convey the message to the US embassy quickly. We stopped in a supermarket first, as one does, lol. Then taking a shopping trolley we pushed it up a big hilly street like the ones San Francisco is famous for to get to the US embassy. Then cross a road to a big  office block. Which is absolutely nothing like the real US embassy in Canberra and we do not have huge streets going up hill in Canberra either. 

Anyway after  being told the woman did not work in that particular building we turned around and pushed the shopping trolley back down the hill. Somehow we we’re back where we started looking for the other building. Which was actually a couple of doors down. We didn’t get to go in there but instead we were talking to people outside the church or public building that we had the memorial service in as they were all still there outside the building. 

I sure get some bizarre dreams which usually has me combing the internet for dream interpretation websites. This is just one of those dreams that leaves me absolutely stumped on it’s meaning. 

Gardening with a vengeance

 The past few days have been productive in the garden. I have had a few sporadic moments of getting stuck into getting rid of things that have been a nuisance in the garden. Japanese Irises and more ivy, ivy the bane of my life grrr. The japanese irises though had been left to multiply for years and became floppy and unattractive looking. So yesterday and today, in between other things that I had to do, I got into the garden and started ripping them out. Some were really in deep and it took a lot of energy to pull them out. 

Simplifying the garden has not been as easy as I had hoped. I have to tackle it in short bursts or I end up sore and out of action for a few days. But when I get the gardening bug I just have to get out there and do something. Taking advantage of the weather too. Mind you this morning was minus 6.6 degrees, so I waited until it was warmer before getting out there. Three trash packs full of green waste over the past three days and there is still work to do. Hubby ripped out some overgrown potato jasmine that was growing up the side of the garage on a trellis, and we discovered some young bulbs that were planted years ago with some hellebores. The potato jasmine had covered these and what could be blue bells coming up. 

I need to rethink what I want to do for a low maintenance garden with a sort of natural feel, using masses of scented violets, hellebores and agapanthus. Springtime bulbs with blue bells, snowdrops, daffodils, hyacinths and jonquils, muscari or grape hyacinths all naturalising. Simple flowers that are appealing to the eye and smell divine. 

It hasn’t always been successful through the years, so I give plants a chance to grow and look good but if it doesn’t work then out it comes, free to a good home for a neighbour. It’s been a learning curve for me for sure. Learning  from scratch and trial and error, I missed my vocation as a horticulturist but ended up as a clairvoyant lol. No matter, I still love the pleasure of gardening and on my terms. I am not one to stick to the rules in gardening. Now that old age is creeping up on hubby and me, I mean to keep the hard work out of the equation too as neither of us have the health.

 I have a nice patch in the upper part of the garden that I am trying to make a romantic statement piece using Cosmos, Babies Breath and Roses as the back bones, and Amaryllis, Nerines and Agapanthus in season. Hopefully a splash of Love in a mist and blue Cornflowers and Queen Anne’s Lace in season too. It sounds nice, but ambitious though. I am a stickler for cottage gardening, but in the Australian climate it is not always possible due to the heat and water consumption must be rationed. So I have to fudge it somehow to make a dreamy looking garden. Something that makes you just want to stay there all day and ignore the world. Bliss to me is an entire day of sitting in the garden and doing absolutely nothing all day.

Springtime is just six weeks away and I am looking forward to seeing flowers in bloom again along with a visit to Tulip Tops garden just outside of Canberra for my yearly visit. That place fills me with joy seeing the brilliant mass displays of colour and the delightful classical music played through speakers in the trees as one wanders around taking in the sights and sounds of spring. 

I come home exhilarated and want to recreate a miniature version of Tulip Tops in my garden. And just immerse myself in a dreamy private heaven of my own. Maybe one day I will get to do that but in the meantime a garden evolution is in progress, emerging into who knows what. I just hope that I get it right and get to enjoy time doing nothing other than sitting there enjoying the view and serenity sipping a cold glass of cordial or a lovely cup of tea. Just delightful and a perfect way to unwind.