This is part 2 The witch across the street

Now about this time, strange things started to happen.  I went to bed after babysitting and crawled under the covers.  Went right to sleep. When I awoke in the middle of the night I got up from my bed, looked back at my body that was still in the bed, felt the shag carpet under my feet, walked down the hall in the dark, to the entry where there was cold tile I felt that too, I walked to the front door, put my hand on the door knob which was cool, walked out the by the pond and the entrance,over the lawn, which I remember the grass  felt yukky, ran across the street, over to a cul-de-sac, I noticed a dark figure of a man, with a cowboy hat on  just the outline only and for the first time on my journey, I was scared, and I went all the way back to my house and the safety of my bed.

As I was getting back in bed, I saw my body sleeping, and just climbed into my self.  Didn’t think it was strange at all.  Just seemed normal.

Woke up in the morning all refreshed, nothing was strange.  Walked across the street to babysit.

Barbara is in the kitchen with all the girls, as I walk in she turns and says “did you have fun last night”?   She freezes standing there looking at me with those huge eyes.  Where did you?  What did you see? Were you afraid? I explained the whole experience .  She began to explain to me that was astral projection.  Tonight try it again and see where you go.  This is what is called, you are traveling in your astral body.  You can never get lost, you are tethered to your physical body, you can travel worlds, and dimensions.  Of course I didn’t really know what she meant.  I did find it comforting though.  I did get scared, I said, Barbara looked and said nothing can hurt you but your fear.  When you see something that is scary, tell it to be gone, and it will be gone.  You are always in control.

How did she know this?  She explained I was capable of this  alone.  That she wanted to show me.  How it was done.  You are an old soul Renee.  You will see and know many things.  This is all about your energy and growth.

You have had so much turmoil with your father.  The dark figure you saw is your father.  You must come to terms with him.  You will in time.  Barbara was right and she seamed to be right all the time.

My father had changed since the divorce.  He was beaten down it seemed his rage had mellowed.  He knew he was wrong.

I was seeing the man in the dark outline , As how I carried the emotional pain.  Still afraid of that man in the outline at the end of the cul-de-sac.  In time I would be brave enough to face him in the flesh, and the emotional double of him that I had created.

I soon was traveling not only in this dimension but in other dimensions, and places.  Being so free, not afraid, and enjoying ever minute of it.  But always knowing to keep it to myself except for Barbara.  I always came back to my body and jumped in.  I got the biggest joy out of escaping from my home, and my limiting mind.  This is so much bigger than I ever imagined.  The worlds were all so different, the people and how they dressed, but also the kindness and gentle teachings.  Even at this age of 12.

Barbara and her husband had a huge boat, and we all went camping together, I was to help to watch the girls, and to help out.  My mother had given me a beautiful surprise, the ring was gold with a big pearl, and white gold also.  I was so proud of my ring.  It was just beautiful.  Fresh water pearl Ed said proudly.  I just smiled and packed for the trip to the lake.  We loaded up in the big station wagon, and off we went.  Tents, and sleeping bags.  When we arrived at the lake, we sat all the things up and then started for the boat.  They were avid water skiers.  I knew nothing of this.  But I gave it a try.  As I was in the lake the water was cold, my chubby hands got thinner from the icy water.  I grabbed onto the handles of the ski line, and dropped one handle as I reached into the water to grab it I saw the ring slide off my finger, I tried to grab it as it sank down deeper and deeper, but missed it at every attempt.  I saw it drop into the abyss of the lake the gold color fading deeper and deeper.

Back at camp, we went to bed early after all the girls were in bed, after two stories they got me too read by the camp light.  I crawled in my bag, and thought of my ring, what was I going to tell mom.  She would be mad that I was irresponsible.  I slept hard that night.  When I woke in the morning as the hot sun was on the tent, and it was getting stuffy in the tent, I notice something on my finger.  My ring was back.  I sat staring at it, then pinched myself, then shook my head back and forth.  Am I really seeing this?

It was there on my finger.

I walked out of the tent, starring down at my finger.  I had never said a word to anyone about losing it.  I didn’t want to tell that I had lost it.  There sat Barbara smiling away good morning.  I am glad you found it again, she says as she sits back in her chair.  Believe Renee its real.

But how? How did that happen? Within you is a great power.  Within us all.  But you have used this power for many lifetimes.  Use your own power.  Just like you did last night.

I was still confused but listened the whole time.  She spoke the truth.  I knew she did.  I believed in her.  She was helping me to believe in me.

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** note on this day February 9, 2016, after writing this chapter, I had to go pick my husband up from oral surgery.  As I was driving up the hill, there was an old Cadillac, the big boat kind.  I love caddy’s he was going like 45 in 55 mph zone.  So I passed him didn’t think a thing about it.  As I got into town it slows to 45, some how now he is ahead of me.  The license plate on the car said BARBARA

I swear to god.  What a sign.  She is still there, or here.  Lets just say she is around.

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Barbara was having someone over someone special.  She talked to some of the neighbors, and my mom.  There was a psychic coming to her home to give readings.  My mom was all excited.  I don’t remember her telling me about it.I was getting ready for a play that I was in the wizard of oz, the night of the play I was so excited, we had rehearsed and practiced.  This was going to be wonderful.

My costume was ready.  I was ready.

The night of the premiere of the play, the psychic had arrived, my mother booked an early appointment. I was worried she wasn’t going to be there to drive me to the play.  I knew she was having her reading.  She had gone over to sit for the psychic.I was so nervous and anticipating the evening.   When I decided to go over and remind her that I had to go and be there 2 hours ahead of time.  Still, to this day, I have a real, quirky thing about being late.

I approached the door, and I could see a face floating around, I knocked on the door, Barbara quietly opened the door, and took my hand and brought me in and put her finger to her pooched lips “shhhh” he was reading my mother.

There they were in the circle couch, with the purple sheer curtains, the smell of incense in the air, layers of light smoke like ribbons in the air.Quietly I tip toed by…..when I heard STOP!  My first reaction was “I’m Sorry” as I turned to look at the man psychic.

“Come here” so right away when he says come here, I am like what?  Mom says honey come here, please.  I walk over down the steps to sunken living room with the round couch the purple sheer curtains.  He takes my hand, Barbara is beaming, just smiling and beaming.  She does not say word.  But I can hear her.

Sit down and listen Renee.

“this one,” he says…..Oh, look at this.  An old soul from long ago, My head is swirling and pictures, and voices start in my head.  Inside and out.   His energy looked like it became liquid and spun like a vortex around me.

He  asks shall I begin?  Everyone was so excited and in anticipation.

Everyone in unison YES

Here is what he told me:

He is an older man with dark hair receding, pale complexion green eyes, black suit and white shirt with a small tie.  His shoes were leather, not shiny, and looked warn, his fingers were thin, and his nails very square.  His energy was very ethereal and thin and could move easily.

First thing he says is “you do not know who you are”  your incredible talent will come later in life.  You will be learning through your life.  You want to be beautiful and accepted but this will be a long time coming.  You will face adversity within your self no where else.

The taming of the inner, with bring all about on the outer.

You have two fathers, one with a bad heart, and one with a pin in his leg.  The one with the bad heart will pass when you are 15

There is great unhappiness coming, fighting, and a long time of unrest.

I see three marriages, one will be to get out, one will be with other children a red head, and one the last one will be the one you will truly love and stay with until his death.  Remember this !! everyone will tell you, no not to marry him.  But you will and that will correct.

I see three sons, I also see misery.  Remember that this is their path.

You will become free from what binds you here, and grow and I see talent and lots of people around you.  You are a communicator and walk between both worlds.

You will question who you are but at some point, it becomes something that cannot be denied.  You will face the choice.

You have the sight, there is wisdom there too, you must be patient.

Thank you

I remember all I wanted was, go to the play, what he said didn’t make sense to me, on one level and did on another level.

I then said, “lets go mom!!” I am going to be late for the play.  Out the door, we go!!

Mom never said a word.  Except for the part about the two fathers.  What he said did not phase me at all.  I didn’t at 12 understand a word of what was told to me.

I was going to lose my father.  I got that part, the one with the bad heart.  My father had all ready suffered from two heart attacks that left him in the hospital, and taking nitro.  He still smoked and drank.  Nothing was changing in that department.

That night after the play, and I was in bed.  I dreamed of a woman who somewhat looked like me with white hair.  Smiling she said “you will be just fine” Remember that your peace is inside.

I was starting to somewhat understand what was going on all thanks to that white witch across the street, “Barbara”.  We moved to Hayward, ca after about a year, and I never could find Barbara again.  I know where the house is, and years later went back but she was gone.  I did not know or didn’t remember her last name.  My parents did at one time, but its been so many years, and mom is gone now, and Ed is in his late 80’s.  I think I am to just let it go, let it be, what it was and all that it has become.  A gift from the witch across the street.

thank you for joining me through the memories and teachings.

with love

Renee