<?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-5339415916097730725</id><updated>2011-07-30T13:12:32.443-07:00</updated><category term='Tennessee Snow'/><category term='Spiritual Development Class'/><category term='James Van Praagh'/><category term='Maria Maria'/><category term='Carol Martzinek'/><category term='Internet explorer error'/><category term='Ruby Aura'/><category term='karen peterson'/><category term='Previous lives'/><category term='Annette Martin'/><category term='Meditations'/><category term='Facebook Fan page'/><category term='Astrology reading'/><category term='Kindle2'/><category term='Gift of the white light'/><category term='sex of 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Among the Dead'/><category term='debit card fraud'/><category term='Third Eye'/><category term='I see babies coming...'/><category term='Children'/><category term='Medical Intuitive'/><category term='giveaway'/><category term='Stone Crazy'/><category term='Ghost Whisperer'/><category term='psychic ability.'/><category term='paranoia'/><category term='witch'/><category term='readings'/><category term='sychronicity'/><category term='Aqua Aura'/><title type='text'>Raquel Amaral</title><subtitle type='html'>The other side of me.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>87</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-9071113468911074780</id><published>2010-03-07T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T13:55:31.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow me</title><content type='html'>to where I've come together with "HouseofRaquel". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will no longer be posting blogs to this page. I am now located at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://raquelamaral.wordpress.com"&gt;http://raquelamaral.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-9071113468911074780?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/9071113468911074780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=9071113468911074780' title='40 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/9071113468911074780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/9071113468911074780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2010/03/follow-me.html' title='Follow me'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>40</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-2578979462598437366</id><published>2010-03-01T20:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T21:08:51.272-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carlos Santana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raquel amaral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Astrology reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maria Maria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antonio Amaral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mystic Dream'/><title type='text'>Astrology Reading</title><content type='html'>On Friday I met a friend and a NEW friend at the Mystic Dream store in Walnut Creek. It is located across the street from Carlos Santana's restaurant Maria Maria. We met there to get an astrology reading. &lt;br /&gt;My two friends went first and then it was my turn. I wish I had recorded it because I forgot everything up until the part about an male ancestor was guiding me with my jewelry business. He wanted me to know to that it was okay to call upon him for help. Also that he was helping me with showing my designs in public. There was also a woman along side of him.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S4yaZKrXBhI/AAAAAAAABWs/QrWq4Ck6zWo/s1600-h/antonio0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S4yaZKrXBhI/AAAAAAAABWs/QrWq4Ck6zWo/s320/antonio0001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443895806737712658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my grandfather who I think I look like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S4ya3FSEsEI/AAAAAAAABW0/Hj3OoRpj6HY/s1600-h/raquel0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S4ya3FSEsEI/AAAAAAAABW0/Hj3OoRpj6HY/s320/raquel0001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443896320685551682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my grandmother who I was named after, Raquel Amaral. I never knew either one of them in my lifetime. However I always knew instinctively that my grandfather was around me when I was growing up. I was thrilled and excited to hear that his energy was assisting me in my business decisions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish I could remember what the rest of my astrology reading was about. The only other thing was that my moon was a Gemini Rising.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-2578979462598437366?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/2578979462598437366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=2578979462598437366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2578979462598437366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2578979462598437366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2010/03/astrology-reading.html' title='Astrology Reading'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S4yaZKrXBhI/AAAAAAAABWs/QrWq4Ck6zWo/s72-c/antonio0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-6030737337606283486</id><published>2010-02-27T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T20:39:54.220-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metaphysical jewelry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bracelet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crystal quart point'/><title type='text'>My Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S4nxqaeoevI/AAAAAAAABVs/UtuXoTVQKrw/s1600-h/MJB021015A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S4nxqaeoevI/AAAAAAAABVs/UtuXoTVQKrw/s320/MJB021015A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443147335618558706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is my first bracelet made with a crystal quartz point. I love this bracelet and it is not for sale. It feels comfortable on my wrist. I have 5mm jet ab swarovski crystals dangling from the chain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S4nyXSoa3FI/AAAAAAAABV0/AJTHbUIIFGc/s1600-h/MJB021015C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S4nyXSoa3FI/AAAAAAAABV0/AJTHbUIIFGc/s320/MJB021015C.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443148106606238802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just know all the other points will look great in this bracelet style.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-6030737337606283486?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/6030737337606283486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=6030737337606283486' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/6030737337606283486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/6030737337606283486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-baby.html' title='My Baby'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S4nxqaeoevI/AAAAAAAABVs/UtuXoTVQKrw/s72-c/MJB021015A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-6765222955413395708</id><published>2010-02-25T06:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T06:59:38.931-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smoky quartz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook Fan page'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Third Eye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house of raquel'/><title type='text'>Third Eye Pendant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S4aOoQVmLbI/AAAAAAAABU8/f0VMwsnz4cg/s1600-h/MJP021013a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S4aOoQVmLbI/AAAAAAAABU8/f0VMwsnz4cg/s320/MJP021013a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442194021955284402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pendant I made last evening after I ate dinner. I was full of energy when I woke up yesterday morning. But came crashing down around 11am. By 3:00pm I really could have fell asleep at my desk. I started drinking lots of water. I was exhausted. I picked up a yummie salad at Trader Joe's because I wanted to design a new jewelry piece. I hadn't made anything in a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S4aPO2VDWlI/AAAAAAAABVE/mfmQXOqrPqU/s1600-h/mjp021013b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S4aPO2VDWlI/AAAAAAAABVE/mfmQXOqrPqU/s320/mjp021013b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442194684988578386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoky quartz with swarovski amethyst crystals. 16" Length small vintaj chain. I share my designs with love. I get to come home tonight to create another piece. I want to make a bracelet to share. 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 1px; height: 1px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S4WZKp8AipI/AAAAAAAABU0/oSsecrSwu7Y/s320/transparent.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441924133082401426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since October 2006 I've wanted to belong to a spirit development class. All the folks that I met at the Omega Institute in New York for an advanced mediumship class were meeting on a weekly basis. &lt;a href="http://eomega.org/"&gt;http://eomega.org/&lt;/a&gt; I would hear about it and always felt left out. Could someone do one online was always in the back of my mind. Finallllllly my thoughts had been answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S4WThdZumHI/AAAAAAAABUk/xHi6cg9B42Q/s1600-h/Omega+101906+JVP-035+2+chairs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S4WThdZumHI/AAAAAAAABUk/xHi6cg9B42Q/s320/Omega+101906+JVP-035+2+chairs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441917927784618098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo taken at Rhinebeck campus on the way to the cafeteria one morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left work last evening and stopped to pick up dinner for my son and me. I was excited about my spiritual development class at 7:00pm. I didn't tell either son about it, although my husband knew. When I arrived home no one was there awwh I was secretly relieved and thanked my spirit guide Jade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate my dinner while watching the Young and the Restless. I'm hooked! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S4WUQnkvsgI/AAAAAAAABUs/BgLr90YxlHY/s1600-h/young+and+the+restless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 124px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S4WUQnkvsgI/AAAAAAAABUs/BgLr90YxlHY/s320/young+and+the+restless.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441918737969033730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lit candles and pulled the cushion over to my jewelry corner so I could put my feet up while I was in class. I made sure I could log into the class online. At 6:56pm, I dialed in. I had my iphone earplugs with speaker in my ears and Blythe greeted me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I say this was an online spiritual development class being held on Tuesday evenings from 7pm to 10pm for 10 weeks for only $300.00?&lt;br /&gt;There was one other student in the class so boy are we getting our monies worth! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We introduced ourselves and then the 1st exercise was sending and receiving a shape. (circle, square, star or triangle)&lt;br /&gt;2nd exercise was sending and receiving an object attached to an emotion with no preset objects or emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then did a meditation where Blythe cleared our chakras and grounded us. During this I felt my body needing to wiggle as the crown chakra showered my entire body.&lt;br /&gt;She then preceded to guide us into a meditation where me met our "self doubt", "inner child" and our "higher self". I had never did a meditation before where what you see and receive during a meditation will have meaning to your spiritual and human "needs". I met my higher self and I looked like a light being with slanted eyes and two little nose holes and no mouth! I gave myself a clear quartz crystal too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always with guided meditations I never want to come out of it. I slept lightly last night because I wanted to remember my dreams so I could write them down and bring them to class next Tuesday. I forgot them but I remembered a few words so I wrote them down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to share my class in this blog. Not only for those of you that read it, but so I have a journal. I am always evolving as a spirit and a human being.  In love and light!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-491690189457420289?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/491690189457420289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=491690189457420289' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/491690189457420289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/491690189457420289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2010/02/spirit-development-class_24.html' title='Spirit Development class'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S4WZKp8AipI/AAAAAAAABU0/oSsecrSwu7Y/s72-c/transparent.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-5327903297621248163</id><published>2010-02-21T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T08:24:20.036-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crystals'/><title type='text'>More crystal shopping</title><content type='html'>I was fortunate enough to go into a stone and mineral shop in Vacaville, CA. I purchased a few aqua aura crystal clusters, smoky quartz points, a red sellenite for myself, a abalone shell for photos, quartz crystal points and manifestation crystals.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what a manifestation crystal was so I googled it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Manifestation crystals are amongst the most beautiful, powerful and sought after of all quartz formations. Perfectly formed double terminated crystals float magically within the geometric world of their mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Manifestation crystal is recognized by a small crystal totally enclosed within a larger crystal, and they are very rare. The use of the manifestation crystal requires the inner knowledge that one is a clear and perfect channel, that a pure white light provides the guiding way, and that the purity of the Divine is within the inner self. They can also be used to facilitate artistic creativity, creative thinking, agricultural pursuits, and to increase or decrease any aspect of ones life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Manifestation crystals are quite rare. If there is something one wishes to manifest, the relevant questions are: "Do I really want this?" - "Are there reasons that I may not want this?" Quotes from "Love is in the Earth", used with kind permission."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm anxious to make jewelry with these crystals and to take photos of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-5327903297621248163?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/5327903297621248163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=5327903297621248163' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/5327903297621248163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/5327903297621248163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2010/02/more-crystal-shopping.html' title='More crystal shopping'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-2468684789844599212</id><published>2010-02-17T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T13:30:23.371-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Development Class'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blythe Rowan'/><title type='text'>Spirit Development Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Are you interested in taking a spiritual development class, I have just the one for you and all you need is a computer connected to the internet. Yes!!!! it is online. How cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;This 10 WEEK class is designed to provide a basic but hearty introduction to the world of metaphysical spirituality and how it can greatly influence your personal growth. You will be offered the opportunity to begin the healing work of deep wounds, both known and unknown, and through this work experiencing the gift of opening your own intuition and higher consciousness more fully and deeply. My goal as your teacher is to empower YOU to more fully realize the truth of who you are and help you to actualize that truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Topics We Will Cover&lt;br /&gt;-Meditation&lt;br /&gt;-Channeling, Mediumship, Psychic Ability, &amp;amp; Intuition.&lt;br /&gt;-Chakra’s and their extensive role in our lives&lt;br /&gt;-Crystals and why they are a part of our spiritual journey&lt;br /&gt;-Empowerment, Truth, &amp;amp; Heart Centered Living&lt;br /&gt;-Breath&lt;br /&gt;-The Power of Sound&lt;br /&gt;-The Higher Self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What We Will Do:&lt;br /&gt;-Guided Meditations for Growth and Healing Channeled by Blythe&lt;br /&gt;-Automatic Writing&lt;br /&gt;-Getting to Know Your Higher Self&lt;br /&gt;-Breathwork&lt;br /&gt;-Gong &amp;amp; Crystal Bowl Healing&lt;br /&gt;-Exercises for Intuition&lt;br /&gt;-Dream Analysis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All members of the class will be given the opportunity to share, create, work together, and receive valuable insights into their own path through the eyes of the teacher as well as their fellow students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a 10 week class meeting each Tuesday at 7:00pm&lt;br /&gt;Cost is 350.00 which includes a book and a crystal. A 75.00 non-refundable deposit is required to reserve your space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class is limited to 10 students and PREREGISTRATION is required.&lt;br /&gt;Please e-mail me at &lt;a href="http://blythe@blytherowan.com"&gt;blythe@blytherowan.com &lt;/a&gt;to register.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the conclusion of the 10 weeks you will be given the option to continue on in this spiritual development class or to pursue channeling class. All students wishing to move on to channeling class will be chosen at my discretion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I've been wanting to be in a spirit development circle since I went to New York to take the advance mediumship class with James Van Praagh (that was a few years back). All the "cool" circles were back East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the universe has granted my desire, I'm really excited about taking this class. If you've been interested in developing your spiritual gifts, you should check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is going to be great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S3xApEsDe1I/AAAAAAAABUU/fVUx9LuLAhM/s1600-h/class.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439293524334050130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S3xApEsDe1I/AAAAAAAABUU/fVUx9LuLAhM/s320/class.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-2468684789844599212?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/2468684789844599212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=2468684789844599212' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2468684789844599212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2468684789844599212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2010/02/spirit-development-class.html' title='Spirit Development Class'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S3xApEsDe1I/AAAAAAAABUU/fVUx9LuLAhM/s72-c/class.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-5729818450881972243</id><published>2010-02-14T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T08:41:45.111-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metaphysical jewelry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Champagne Aura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stone Crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smokey Champagne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ruby Aura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berkeley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rocks and Beads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Titanium point'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tangerine Aura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aqua Aura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Telegraph'/><title type='text'>Ruby Aura Crystal</title><content type='html'>Yesterday my sister and I went to Berkeley, CA USA in search of crystal points. We went to Stone Crazy on Shattuck and I bought a beautiful Labradorite pendant. A few stores down is the awesome Baubles and Bead store where I purchased 4mm swarovksi crystals to accent my new metaphysical line. My sister asked them if they knew of a place to buy crystal points and they said Rocks and Beads on Telegraph.&lt;br /&gt;So off to Telegraph we went and had to find a parking space. The street was busy with people as always, street vendors, lots of dogs. I took video which I post later to my youtube. One lady did not appreciate it and told me that I was rude. The guy in Rocks and Beads didn't mind at all. (kinda cute too :) I purchased some lemon quartz, opal and smokey.&lt;br /&gt;I took my sister home and we told my brother the story about the "rude comment" and he said, " she was Wrong! on the street it is public." I had thought the same thing but I was taking video of the jewelry she was selling. I hope I got her on video!&lt;br /&gt;When I returned home I had two packages in the mailbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S3gkSwx7I7I/AAAAAAAABUE/BrSG7AOuuQg/s1600-h/pkg1"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S3gkSwx7I7I/AAAAAAAABUE/BrSG7AOuuQg/s320/pkg1" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438136454800417714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruby Aura, Tangerine Aura, Titanium, Diamantina, Aqua Aura. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S3gk_ph4eEI/AAAAAAAABUM/ePlZI4jVq_Y/s1600-h/pkg+2"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S3gk_ph4eEI/AAAAAAAABUM/ePlZI4jVq_Y/s320/pkg+2" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438137225948198978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clear quartz, Champagne aura, Smokey Champagne Aura, Aqua Aura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was anxious to get started and picked up the Ruby Aura crystal and made this necklace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S3gjhmQgh4I/AAAAAAAABTk/9xVxKM_jVN0/s1600-h/MJP1008A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S3gjhmQgh4I/AAAAAAAABTk/9xVxKM_jVN0/s320/MJP1008A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438135610162317186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S3gjro-NtXI/AAAAAAAABTs/19P8ECmq8JQ/s1600-h/MJP021008B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S3gjro-NtXI/AAAAAAAABTs/19P8ECmq8JQ/s320/MJP021008B.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438135782689584498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S3gj02s6jiI/AAAAAAAABT0/MxpYCi2VE8k/s1600-h/MJP021008D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S3gj02s6jiI/AAAAAAAABT0/MxpYCi2VE8k/s320/MJP021008D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438135940993945122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S3gj-E8EyiI/AAAAAAAABT8/kjXn4eJ5PSg/s1600-h/MJP021008E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S3gj-E8EyiI/AAAAAAAABT8/kjXn4eJ5PSg/s320/MJP021008E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438136099434449442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Metaphysical properties of the Ruby Aura&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Cleanses the base chakra of old survival issues and abuse, bringing in passion and vitality, and activates the wisdom of the heart. This is a protective crystal against aggression and violence. In healing, Ruby Aura benefits the endocrine system and is a natural antibiotic for fungal infections and parasites.&lt;/blockquote&gt; - The Crystal Bible&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-5729818450881972243?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/5729818450881972243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=5729818450881972243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/5729818450881972243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/5729818450881972243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2010/02/ruby-aura-crystal.html' title='Ruby Aura Crystal'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S3gkSwx7I7I/AAAAAAAABUE/BrSG7AOuuQg/s72-c/pkg1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-1730649349622308733</id><published>2010-02-13T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T10:35:09.464-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metaphysical jewelry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denise lescano'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the messenger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rachel capil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house of raquel'/><title type='text'>Metaphysical Jewelry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S3bepVcWiEI/AAAAAAAABTE/5KZazMYl3wU/s1600-h/mjp021007e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S3bepVcWiEI/AAAAAAAABTE/5KZazMYl3wU/s320/mjp021007e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437778401808517186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S3beaX_Fs8I/AAAAAAAABS0/bAb_76N8BTQ/s1600-h/mjp021007c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S3beaX_Fs8I/AAAAAAAABS0/bAb_76N8BTQ/s320/mjp021007c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437778144793048002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S3beQmPZ4NI/AAAAAAAABSs/hJ5Ju_ZfjGs/s1600-h/mjp021007f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S3beQmPZ4NI/AAAAAAAABSs/hJ5Ju_ZfjGs/s320/mjp021007f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437777976820883666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S3beJzHupqI/AAAAAAAABSk/lnz7TmvCz1M/s1600-h/mjp021007g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S3beJzHupqI/AAAAAAAABSk/lnz7TmvCz1M/s320/mjp021007g.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437777860019267234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S3beCedI0pI/AAAAAAAABSc/rlOBg6gy9DE/s1600-h/mjp021007a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S3beCedI0pI/AAAAAAAABSc/rlOBg6gy9DE/s320/mjp021007a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437777734212833938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning. I wanted to write about what's going on with House of Raquel jewelry hmmm maybe I'm on the wrong blog page. I've incorporated my jewelry designs to the other side of me. I am thinking about canceling my House of Raquel blog and just have this one.&lt;br /&gt;The metaphysical jewelry is attracting people's eye. I didn't know that the night I was meeting a new friend (Jac) at Mystic store in Walnut Creek that my jewelry designs were going to change.  While we were checking out all the cool stuff they offered I purchased one of their 3 aqua aura crystals that caught my eye. I also purchased some "abundance" candles. I liked the way they smelled. :)&lt;br /&gt;After creating that piece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S3bffvn8YeI/AAAAAAAABTM/lJQefdTIqRI/s1600-h/MJP011001D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S3bffvn8YeI/AAAAAAAABTM/lJQefdTIqRI/s320/MJP011001D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437779336549392866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and posting it to my fan page on facebook it attracted people's eye. When I posted it I wrote that this one was mine but I would be making more. My friend Jac bought the second piece. When I went back to the Mystic store to buy the last one it was gone. So I've located a few on the internet. I'm waiting impatiently for those to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning while eating my oatmeal and checking into facebook. I saw Denise mention she was on twitter and to follow her. I was already a fan. But I hadn't follow her on twitter. I prefer FB to twitter. I don't use twitter much, do you? While driving to work Jade (my spirit guide) told me to connect to Denise on twitter. So I did. I saw she was selling her book and purchased it. She was sending me messages that she loved my pieces and asked me if I would be interesting in her carrying my line on her website. I was overwhelmed and high as the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked that evening on my way home from work. I pulled my car over. I explained to her that my line was new and I didn't have many pieces - NONE was more like it. That was okay with her cause the page for it wasn't ready yet and that it would be about 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deniselescano.com/"&gt; www.deniselescano.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so look forward to that happening in a few weeks. She also has a new book coming out about the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S3bt3lPM8YI/AAAAAAAABTc/b7jhIK9nusc/s1600-h/denise"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S3bt3lPM8YI/AAAAAAAABTc/b7jhIK9nusc/s320/denise" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437795139240915330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Messenger by Denise Lescano -  Excellent!  A page turner as Denise Lescano takes us through her life—love, heartache, doubt, hope and everything in between.  Only to realize later that her many antagonists and challenges were also her greatest teachers.  She is a gifted psychic medium with a story that will warm your soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josie Varga&lt;br /&gt;Author, Visits From Heaven &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've purchased mine and I can't wait to receive a signed copy .&lt;a href="http://fairpoint.net/%7Eicpchad/booksmessenger.htm"&gt;h&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://fairpoint.net/%7Eicpchad/booksmessenger.htm"&gt;ttp://fairpoint.net/~icpchad/booksmessenger.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://fairpoint.net/%7Eicpchad/booksmessenger.htm"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Coincidentally (I don't believe in coincidences) she is a friend of my friend Rachel. I am blessed. Rachel had suggested to become a fan of Denise's a while ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I design these pieces my abundance candles are burning. hmmmm I am also infusing them with healing reiki energy. Denise's assistant was going to do it but when I told her I was a Reiki II practictioner, she told me I could do it. She had attuned my friend Rachel and guess what Rachel attuned me to Reiki II a few years back. hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My intention was to get them on my website and eventually I will, but in the meantime I am taking orders for all my fans if you would like to order a piece. Just know that I have to fill my order to Denise first. I would gladly add you to my waiting list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am open to what the universe wants to give me. I am filled with gratitude and love.&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-1730649349622308733?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/1730649349622308733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=1730649349622308733' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/1730649349622308733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/1730649349622308733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2010/02/metaphysical-jewelry.html' title='Metaphysical Jewelry'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S3bepVcWiEI/AAAAAAAABTE/5KZazMYl3wU/s72-c/mjp021007e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-3658288891923680991</id><published>2010-02-07T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T20:33:10.580-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metaphysical jewelry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazonite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The crystal Bible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house of raquel'/><title type='text'>Amazonite</title><content type='html'>It's been a good while since I've posted to The Other Side of Me. Many of you know that I have a side handcrafted jewelry business. Where I mainly USED sterling silver, chain and wire with  swarovski crystals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited to leave the sterling silver behind. Now I'm using vintaj antique brass findings and wire. I've always been in love with crystals and stones, so I'm taking my jewelry designs to the metaphysical. The other side of me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I go shopping for stones, I'm always curious what are their Healing and Attributes definitions. It amazes me how they resonate with my energy.  The photos I'm going to post is a necklace where I used the stone - Amazonite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Crystal Bible written by Judy Hall defines this stone as:&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heals&lt;/span&gt; and opens the heart and throat &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;chakras&lt;/span&gt; to enhance loving communication. It also opens the third eye and intuition. The stone dissipates negative energy and blockages within the nervous system.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Attributes&lt;/span&gt; - Extremely soothing stone. It calms the brain and nervous system and aligns the physical body with the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;etheric&lt;/span&gt;, maintaining optimum health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spiritually&lt;/span&gt;, an elixir of Amazonite is extremely beneficial to all levels of consciousness. The stone itself assists in manifesting universal love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S2-O-Rs9ABI/AAAAAAAABQ0/JiOdVHWbCvg/s1600-h/mjp021002a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S2-O-Rs9ABI/AAAAAAAABQ0/JiOdVHWbCvg/s320/mjp021002a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435720475814461458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wire wrapped the stone and added a chain drop with rose quartz, amethyst chip, along with a few swarovski crystals dangling from the chain. This piece is $40.00. All the photos are of the same piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S2-P8d2PLxI/AAAAAAAABQ8/fSfctfNbZfY/s1600-h/MJP021002b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S2-P8d2PLxI/AAAAAAAABQ8/fSfctfNbZfY/s320/MJP021002b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435721544226516754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The length of this necklace is 16" and extends to 18 1/2".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S2-Qrv5SpEI/AAAAAAAABRE/cE9fgr0nlyI/s1600-h/MJp021002c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S2-Qrv5SpEI/AAAAAAAABRE/cE9fgr0nlyI/s320/MJp021002c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435722356525016130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The length of the stone is 1 1/4" and the width is about 5/8".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S2-Q_qM0rQI/AAAAAAAABRM/a62rbnZxzhI/s1600-h/mjp021001d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S2-Q_qM0rQI/AAAAAAAABRM/a62rbnZxzhI/s320/mjp021001d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435722698593709314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S2-RJRwy_gI/AAAAAAAABRU/6Gm-us0fwwY/s1600-h/MJp021002f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S2-RJRwy_gI/AAAAAAAABRU/6Gm-us0fwwY/s320/MJp021002f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435722863832399362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could also wear it from the backside. I love this finding. I also used the finding to make the earrings that match. They cost $15.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S2-RelSpo8I/AAAAAAAABRc/LZVafg8IGkQ/s1600-h/MJE021001f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S2-RelSpo8I/AAAAAAAABRc/LZVafg8IGkQ/s320/MJE021001f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435723229851919298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be posting more of my jewelry designs on this blog and defining the meaning of the stones that I used. I hope you enjoy. I would appreciate your feedback.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-3658288891923680991?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/3658288891923680991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=3658288891923680991' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/3658288891923680991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/3658288891923680991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2010/02/amazonite.html' title='Amazonite'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/S2-O-Rs9ABI/AAAAAAAABQ0/JiOdVHWbCvg/s72-c/mjp021002a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-8482448056491170274</id><published>2009-12-10T06:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T22:04:31.620-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='readings'/><title type='text'>How do I do a reading?</title><content type='html'>Have you ever given or received a reading? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've received two readings one in person and one over the phone. The first one was a card reading.  At the end of that reading she told me I had been burned by the stake in a previous life. I had already knew it intuitively. She said if I wanted to do a past life regression she could do it. I chose not to at that time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second reading was over the phone with Sylvia Browne. I waited 3 years for that reading. Have any of you had a reading by her? I would love to hear about it. I got a phone call from her assistant in December to let me know that my name had finally come up to the top. Her rate had increased from $600 for a half hour to $800 for a half hour and was I still interested? I took a deep breath it was December I thought I don't want to spend $800 for a reading right now. You must pay before they will book the appointment. I must be loca, crazy. I booked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her assistant called again before the reading to let me know that there were a few questions I couldn't ask her. One I couldn't ask her to find anything lost. Second, I couldn't ask her to find anyone missing. Ok that wasn't one of my questions, good. But he told me to write down as many questions as you could think of. So I carried around a tablet and was always thinking about questions to ask? In February I spoke to Sylvia Browne. As far as I'm concerned she is the best in the Psychic Business, Amazing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been asked a few times recently how do I do a reading so I wanted to address it on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also accept payment when scheduling an appointment. My sister arranges all of my appointments. I also do not answer two questions, I will not tell you whether you or anyone you know has a terminal illness and whether someone is dying. I don't do this because I don't want to cause people G*d awful pain. I don't charge enough to do that, plus I am not a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do my reading with the use of the computer. Using Instant Messenger, email and sometimes I will do a reading over the phone. My Spirit Guide directs me as to which way will work best for my client.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;On the day of the reading I may get visits from loved ones who have crossed over anxious to communicate with my client. I will get names and pictures in my mind's eye while communicating with loved ones who have passed. I write it down so as not to forget. (They will not go away until after the reading and seriously won't let me forget. Sometimes while I am out and about and not doing a reading I will get visits from spirits that want to communicate. They can be annoying and loud.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will start the reading with the messages from a loved one or two. I will ask you if this is familiar to you. I will ask questions about what I'm getting in order for me to make sure that I have connected to your energy. I will be directed by my spirit guide to your spirit guide. In doing this I can "see" what is going on in your world. After I am done telling you what I "see", I will ask you if you have any questions. I will answer them as I'm being guided by spirit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the reading Spirit might bring up friends and family in your life who have issues. I may ask to communicate to your friends or family for spirit. If this is the case I do not charge for that. It will be up to you to communicate with your friend or family member that I would like to give them a reading. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy receiving feedback from my clients. They will email me to say I met that guy, I got pregnant, now what am I having etc... I have to say I don't retain the reading on the computer or in my head. So when I said oh Did I tell you that you were going to meet someone I apologize to you that I don't remember it. But I am always appreciative for your feedback. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love doing readings. I always thank my spirit guides and the spirits who have crossed over. I hope this helps you to understand How I do a reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The more open you can be during a reading from any "psychic, medium, seer" the easier it is for the energy to flow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-8482448056491170274?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/8482448056491170274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=8482448056491170274' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/8482448056491170274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/8482448056491170274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-do-i-do-reading.html' title='How do I do a reading?'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-1142219265405529706</id><published>2009-12-07T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T20:20:03.186-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex of your baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Predicting babies'/><title type='text'>Predicting Babies</title><content type='html'>Now what the heck am I going to write about on predicting babies. (I had to go through my older posts to see if I had written about this before, ok I hadn't.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't always been able to "see" babies coming. I think it started with the first  and second predictions in 2006. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been 98% accurate on the babies coming (Angie is still waiting and Heather's step son had a baby, I thought it was Heather, I'm chalking it up as I was wrong). 80% accurate on the sex of the baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa, I was correct on sex of two babies&lt;br /&gt;Wendy, I was correct on sex of one baby. I don't remember if I predicted Brandon?&lt;br /&gt;Valerie, I was correct on sex of one baby&lt;br /&gt;Michael, I was not correct on sex of baby&lt;br /&gt;John, I was correct on sex of two babies &lt;br /&gt;Dave, I was not correct on sex of baby &lt;br /&gt;Sonia, I was correct on sex of one baby &lt;br /&gt;Wes' daughter, I was correct on sex of one baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list above are a few people whom I predicted would have a baby and the sex of the baby before the woman was pregnant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I do that? I get a "look, thought, picture, feeling, vibration, or as I really like to call them a "swish", all predictions are within a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I had a Baby Prediction chart on the side bar of this blog. I think I lost it when I got a new background. So I've posted it again. Yes I have two predictions posted on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you're one of the people I've mentioned in this post. I would seriously love for you to leave a comment. Please don't be shy. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-1142219265405529706?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/1142219265405529706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=1142219265405529706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/1142219265405529706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/1142219265405529706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/12/predicting-babies.html' title='Predicting Babies'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-8541827055000795102</id><published>2009-12-05T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T12:14:02.743-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sylvia Browne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirit guide'/><title type='text'>Another story...</title><content type='html'>As I sit here enjoying my second cup of coffee on a Saturday morning my spirit guide wants me to tell another story. I feel that I just want to be quiet and not write about the other side of me. My spirit guide won't go away so I'm writing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in my working lifetime history I was not working. I think that it lasted maybe a month. I quit a job because I couldn't stand to work for the woman boss any longer. I didn't interview for this position. Three coworkers and I were taken from a job where the company went under to this new company. My husband and I worked for the same company that closed after 100+ years in business. He was unemployed and I should have been grateful I had a job. We had two boys in a private christian school, a mortgage, new motor home and new car. It was 1988. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was alone in my house getting ready to go to a job interview. I was sitting at my makeup table curling my eyelashes. My eyes went blurry and I blinked and blinked but couldn't focus. Out of the corner of my bedroom appeared a ball of light. As it came towards me it got bigger and bigger. I sat there blinking and blinking so I could focus. The light came closer. I rubbed my eyes and still the light was there. I was frozen in my chair. What is this light? I wanted to know. I sat there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the phone rang I got up and left the room. The phone was in the kitchen I answered it, it was my Mom.  I told her the story about the light in my room, she answered me with if it was a Good spirit it won't touch you. If it's a bad spirit it will try to touch you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hung up the phone and grabbed my purse. My mom scared the hell out of me. I left my house. I didn't know whether or not the light was a good spirit or bad spirit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February of this year I had a reading by Sylvia Browne. I asked her about "the Light".&lt;br /&gt;It was my Spirit Guide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-8541827055000795102?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/8541827055000795102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=8541827055000795102' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/8541827055000795102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/8541827055000795102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/12/another-story.html' title='Another story...'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-4616821969665783189</id><published>2009-11-23T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T07:41:20.140-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James Van Praagh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wendy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Edward'/><title type='text'>Are you curious?</title><content type='html'>Are you curious about when did I know that I had grown up and could communicate with spirit? It has been a life long journey and the first time that I really started was in 2000=2001. I began a new job, 8 to 5 and less stress. I started making my own jewelry so my creative side of my brain was once again flowing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Edward had TV show called Crossing Over (I think) and that show fascinated me. Watching him connect to the other side and making people cry, especially me just felt right to me. I knew I could do this and I wanted too. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Sw1EXP7YvJI/AAAAAAAABNk/6W7P12XVUZY/s1600/John+Edward"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Sw1EXP7YvJI/AAAAAAAABNk/6W7P12XVUZY/s320/John+Edward" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408053893745130642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Edward's website &lt;a href="http://www.johnedward.net/"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I purchased his set of CDs &lt;a href="http://www.johnedward.net/DP_Developing_Psychic_Powers.htm"&gt;http://www.johnedward.net/DP_Developing_Psychic_Powers.htm&lt;/a&gt; If you are seriously interested in developing your psychic ability I recommend them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would meditate in the morning before getting up to go to work. My body would become so numb during the meditation, but I found that I could connect to spirit this way. I would also listened to John Edward's CDs every day driving to and from work. A friend at work, Wendy was open and supportive of my ability. She also enjoyed watching John Edward's Crossing Over TV show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after purchasing the CDs, I connected to a friend of Wendy's who had crossed over during child birth. Her name is Stacy and she told me that her husband had remarried and was expecting a child, a boy. The boy was the spirit that she had lost. Wendy was fascinated with this and reconnected to Jami, Stacy's sister. They did not believe that Stacy's husband would remarry. It took a day or two but Jami was able to contact Stacy's husband. He had remarried!  Yes! his wife was pregnant. Later to find out it was a boy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had little to no support from anyone else, a lonely journey that I didn't want to many people to know about because I didn't want people to think I was crazy. Until I went to my first James Van Praagh basic mediumship class in Laguna Beach, CA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Sw1Mm2vL2kI/AAAAAAAABNs/vKV1VCe3BkY/s1600/james"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 65px; height: 78px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Sw1Mm2vL2kI/AAAAAAAABNs/vKV1VCe3BkY/s320/james" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408062957953997378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vanpraagh.com"&gt;www.vanpraagh.com&lt;/a&gt; His class had a limit of 100 people. We learned to meditate and protect ourselves. I learned that I wasn't alone and I was ok, I wasn't crazy. I left that weekend feeling that I no longer cared what people thought of me and it was ok to be wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day I went with Wendy to see John Edward's show in Sacramento. There were thousands of people and only a few got a reading. We weren't one of them either. But it was very enjoyable to see him in person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for more stories about my journey...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-4616821969665783189?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/4616821969665783189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=4616821969665783189' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/4616821969665783189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/4616821969665783189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/11/are-you-curious.html' title='Are you curious?'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Sw1EXP7YvJI/AAAAAAAABNk/6W7P12XVUZY/s72-c/John+Edward' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-2080283471385833438</id><published>2009-11-21T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T10:47:41.778-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Russian Fortune teller cards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='runes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crystals'/><title type='text'>Where is my crystal?</title><content type='html'>Where is my crystal? I found it. I keep this one separate from the rest. After touching these crystals and now touching my laptop. Well my laptop is freaking out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Swgntop5NfI/AAAAAAAABMM/J0r6rsAuFNo/s1600/IMG_1195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Swgntop5NfI/AAAAAAAABMM/J0r6rsAuFNo/s320/IMG_1195.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406615017619011058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my meditating crystal. Well it used to be. I no longer use any crystals or cards. But I keep them around me. This one has 3 rainbows in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my children were enrolled at a christian school learning that I was "evil". Knowing that I was a loving mother. I was passionate about crystals, runes, sage, incense. I collected crystals and crystal jewelry. My youngest son eventually threw away many of my Life after Death and meditating books, incense, runes. My crystals weren't in his way. Even to this day he doesn't see a need for what I do and doesn't want to hear about it. I respect that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SwgolZ_w-AI/AAAAAAAABMU/w0IfjZzbqeA/s1600/IMG_1197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SwgolZ_w-AI/AAAAAAAABMU/w0IfjZzbqeA/s320/IMG_1197.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406615975756888066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rose Quartz, the heart crystal. You hold this crystal with two hands and pour your heart into it. Then you hand it to someone with your right hand (I believe). When they hold it they will fill up with the love you have. Crystals have the power to pulsate your hands and even the room you're standing in. &lt;br /&gt;Once over a friend's house she had a rose quartz sitting on her mantel. I held in my hands and handed it to her. She could feel the energy from the beautiful rose quartz. She had many more crystals and we enjoyed the energy from each one. The room we were in began to pulsate and we became scared so we stopped. I wasn't sure how or why that happened, I just figured it was from the crystals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SwgsGh4VEFI/AAAAAAAABMc/0gs_SAnUchQ/s1600/IMG_1198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SwgsGh4VEFI/AAAAAAAABMc/0gs_SAnUchQ/s320/IMG_1198.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406619843343749202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recognize one to be an amethyst quartz crystal. Can anyone tell me what the others are? I can't locate my crystal bible. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Swg0fY4I3qI/AAAAAAAABMs/ow5gvazVWuc/s1600/The+crystal+bible"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Swg0fY4I3qI/AAAAAAAABMs/ow5gvazVWuc/s320/The+crystal+bible" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406629066516782754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I traded all my crystal jewelry for a large brandy glass where I hold the majority of my collection. I keep it by a large window in my living room. Many of my larger crystals sit on the windowsill.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The large brandy glass of crystals attracts little children. They love to touch the stones. It's interesting to see the ones they choose to hold. Each stone has a meaning for your body, mind and spirit. It's very interesting.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Swgtks4KHMI/AAAAAAAABMk/9fEvnBnSJ4c/s1600/IMG_1199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Swgtks4KHMI/AAAAAAAABMk/9fEvnBnSJ4c/s320/IMG_1199.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406621461203524802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I purchased this deck and have enjoyed giving many people readings. But I always felt with this deck that a person didn't need me. This deck comes with a book. Whatever cards match, you just read the card's meaning from the book. With that said, it was amazing how accurate the matches were. Very entertaining at parties. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said I don't use the crystals, cards, runes any more. I now just "see", "listen" to my guides. I still on occasion will burn incense and sage. Why? To remove the energy of people who have been in my house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another story about my life's journey to who I am today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-2080283471385833438?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/2080283471385833438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=2080283471385833438' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2080283471385833438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2080283471385833438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/11/where-is-my-crystal.html' title='Where is my crystal?'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Swgntop5NfI/AAAAAAAABMM/J0r6rsAuFNo/s72-c/IMG_1195.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-2349187381865736611</id><published>2009-11-18T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T06:46:36.386-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raquel amaral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psychic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house of raquel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mediums'/><title type='text'>I am a 'Seer'</title><content type='html'>I created a necklace that I inspired because I am a Seer. I call myself a Seer, a Listener because I see pictures and hear thoughts in my mind that come from spirit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a Seer - &lt;a href="http://www.hija4.com/catalog.php?item=395&amp;catid=1&amp;ret=catalog.php%3Fpage%3D3%26category%3D1"&gt;N100209&lt;/a&gt; Available today on my website, &lt;a href="http://www.houseofraquel.com"&gt;www.houseofraquel.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SwTSgoWY2-I/AAAAAAAABLw/ZHui6jrDGyY/s1600/N100209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SwTSgoWY2-I/AAAAAAAABLw/ZHui6jrDGyY/s320/N100209.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405676910780406754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SwTSphVb1tI/AAAAAAAABL4/E3RT0LzJHFA/s1600/N100209b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SwTSphVb1tI/AAAAAAAABL4/E3RT0LzJHFA/s320/N100209b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405677063516182226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SwTSx3Geq9I/AAAAAAAABMA/1nzO75WdLWc/s1600/N100209c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SwTSx3Geq9I/AAAAAAAABMA/1nzO75WdLWc/s320/N100209c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405677206797986770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for many more jewelry items inspired by the "Seer" in me. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-2349187381865736611?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/2349187381865736611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=2349187381865736611' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2349187381865736611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2349187381865736611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-seer.html' title='I am a &apos;Seer&apos;'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SwTSgoWY2-I/AAAAAAAABLw/ZHui6jrDGyY/s72-c/N100209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-3520553232875337273</id><published>2009-11-18T09:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T13:25:31.551-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shaman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psychic Sylvia Browne'/><title type='text'>Indians are circling</title><content type='html'>Indians are circling the bed and I can't sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One weekend we spent the night at my Husband's cousin house. We slept in her spare bedroom. I was totally unaware of any spirit activity in her house. She never mentioned it. I can't recall if we had ever talked about paranormal activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This particular night after enjoying a wonderful day in the sun, bbq and hot tub. We went to bed. My husband falls fast asleep. I'm anxious to sleep but I keep having to get up and go to the bathroom. Finally I doze off and am awaken by a tribe of Indians circling the bed. I know you're thinking I'm a nut job! I'm awake and I have to go pee once again. So I ask them (mentally) if it is ok to walk through their circle to go to the bathroom. For some unexplained reason I'm not afraid. In the distance I can hear their drums beating. Certainly is strange! (This February I was told by psychic Sylvia Browne that I was a Shaman in a previous life. A whole other story to post at a later time.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning I couldn't wait to chat with her. She did in fact know that there were spirits in her spare bedroom. Her daughter in law had sensed them. She didn't know if I would, YES!! and I didn't like it. She also recalled once she slept in their and felt a heavy presence on her chest and it made it hard for her to get up out of the bed. Now I've heard that happening alot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say we never slept overnight in her house again. Last time we went for a visit that room was more of a storage room. Great idea! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this may sound like I've lost all my marbles and then some. But I just want to share stories of my experiences before it dawned on me that I grew up to be one of those people and you can too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure that you have stories and you thought it was your imagination, well guess what it might NOT have been. We're all born with this gift. Many of us lose it as a child. Some of us have stronger degrees of it then others. Yes you can get it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-3520553232875337273?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/3520553232875337273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=3520553232875337273' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/3520553232875337273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/3520553232875337273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/11/indians-are-circling.html' title='Indians are circling'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-3495227571461036198</id><published>2009-11-13T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T13:43:14.294-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up to communicate'/><title type='text'>I did not think</title><content type='html'>I would grow up and communicate with spirit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a child I thought my brother was always hiding in the closet. He would come out of it when I was lying in bed about to fall asleep and I would get scared. He was a practical joker that way and still is. It was not him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always knew that when we went to sleep our spirit would and did leave our bodies and back to the spirit world it would go. But as far as being psychic or communicating with spirit I wasn't aware that I could or even wanted too. I just knew I had a wild imagination and would tell stories to my nieces at bed time that would put them to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a teenager, I remember going to my sister in law's house and meeting a girl friend of hers who was psychic telling me that I was. I never really thought about it much afterwards either. I didn't want to be psychic. I thought that was for the summer fairs. Those people were wierd. I just knew that I was very sensitive. I cried very easily and didn't care who teased me about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an adult I loved crystals. I would meditate with them. One time my husband read how to meditate with crystals to me. Walking me through it. I went inside the crystal (yea I know that sounds crazy) as the meditation progressed I was suppose to open my eyes, which I did and there stood Moses. (Now you really think I've lost it?) I still have that crystal and Moses is there like an engraving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first night back at home from having my second child. I was lying in a twin bed in my baby's room asleep. My husband's mother showed up in the early dawn. I felt her presence in the room and it woke me up. I never physically met her. She had died from breast cancer before I knew my husband. She had come to visit her only grand child. I wasn't scared but after she was longer in the room I screamed for my husband. He came and thought I had just been dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year later on my son's one year old birthday we took him to Chuck e Cheese. I remember we had a few balloons lingering in his room days after the celebration. My husband and I had been up talking in the living room reminiscing about the past. When I said remember last year when your mother stopped in for a visit. When suddenly one of the balloons in my son's room POPPED for no reason. Oh yes my husband had all kinds of scientific reasons (he is not a scientist) for it all of a sudden at that moment popping. I know it was his mother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My search for spirituality continued with reading many books. I loved going to stores that sold crystals and candles and tarot cards etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking to interview psychics, mediums, seers etc. Please let me know if you are interested.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-3495227571461036198?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/3495227571461036198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=3495227571461036198' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/3495227571461036198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/3495227571461036198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-did-not-think.html' title='I did not think'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-2656801672475985967</id><published>2009-11-03T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T19:53:55.001-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orbs'/><title type='text'>Was it a lucky guess....</title><content type='html'>Let me back up before going forward. On September 11, 2009 I wrote about an orb. A picture that I took in a house we were staying in while at a golf tournament. I had reason to believe that there was a spirit in this house. The picture of the orb confirmed it for me. I blogged about it on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I received a comment from JAM with a link to a picture that she had with an orb. Here is the conversation between JAM and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jam said" &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I take lots of digital pictures and that has happened to me on a few occasions. I've always been annoyed that they usually have wrecked a good picture. I never knew what caused it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out a post that I had with a picture of an orb. (2nd picture down) Do you think it was dust on my camera... or a spirit? We were talking about people who had died. Okay, now I'm a little freaked out!&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SvDvMOux6hI/AAAAAAAABFQ/b6Y0Ct8KaZg/s1600-h/jam1"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SvDvMOux6hI/AAAAAAAABFQ/b6Y0Ct8KaZg/s320/jam1" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400078946608998930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jam gave me the link to her blog where the picture was posted and has allowed me to tell this interesting little story.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my reply to her after looking at the picture. "Jam, Has your mother passed? I'm feeling it is a maternal female, like your mother." I've looked at orbs in pictures before. Recently a co-worker shared photos that had a rain shower full of orbs which I will share on another day. This was the first time I was getting any "feelings" about an Orb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She replied with, "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Raquel, thanks for answering so quickly. My mom is still around and no one close to me has passed recently. The couple (pictured) were old friends of my husband's who were over for dinner that night. The gentleman to the left of the orb had recently lost his daughter AND his ex-wife. We were talking about both of them that evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are orbs good energy or bad?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I thought to myself I do not know. What a very good question. Does anyone have any comment about that question? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I heard in my 3rd eye hole (that is what I call the place where I receive messages from Spirit) the name Carly, Karen, Carol was being told to me to relay to JAM about who was the Orb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so that everyone understands where I'm at and what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time when I was "afraid" to share my messages because I didn't want to be wrong. I also didn't want people to think I was nuts. I'm over it, thanks to James Van Praagh mediumship classes and so many spirits who I have communicated with and relayed messages to their loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I protect and ground myself. At the moment this was happening I was in my office working on reconciling bank accounts. I work in an accounting department to make a living. However I am passionate about designing and selling jewelry, House of Raquel and this blog is the other side of me. The "seer". I was not prepared to communicate with spirit while I was at my office. It's easier to "see, hear, feel" when I prepare myself with breathing exercises to open myself up to it. Having said that, let me continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my next email, "Does the name Carly Karen Carol ring a bell to you?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Jam's reply, "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Carly Karen Carol does not ring a bell. But "Karen"  does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karen holds a very dear, dear place in my heart. She is my husband's cousin who passed away in 2005 from breast cancer at the age of 51. An amazing and caring woman who is missed by so many...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found another picture with an orb. Not as large and not as visible. It's a picture of my sister (on the left) and me (on the right). The small orb is to the left of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all of you reading this, Have you looked at your photos lately. Do you notice an Orb and wondered what the heck is that? Your loved ones who have crossed over are still around you. Do you feel them?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-2656801672475985967?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/2656801672475985967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=2656801672475985967' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2656801672475985967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2656801672475985967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/11/was-it-lucky-guess.html' title='Was it a lucky guess....'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SvDvMOux6hI/AAAAAAAABFQ/b6Y0Ct8KaZg/s72-c/jam1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-2557971296490961143</id><published>2009-11-01T09:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T10:23:09.961-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia de Los Muertos'/><title type='text'>Dia de los Muertos - The Day of the Dead</title><content type='html'>I've only celebrated one of these days several years ago, I'm thinking in 2003 over at my cousin Ana's house in El Sobrante. Ana told me that there would be an altar and to bring photos of those who had passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I do it again with this blog. I wasn't sure what the really meaning of the day is, just my interpretation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, it's a day to remember family members who have crossed over and to celebrate their lives while on earth with us. So in 2003 I made a treasure chest because I will treasure them for the rest of my life. As I'm writing this tears are streaming day my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went outside this morning and took my treasure chest out there with me, drinking my 2nd cup of coffee I opened it up, one by one I took out each photo and thought about that person and what they meant to me in my life. I guess one day I will end up as a photo, I guess we all will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Su3Ihgm0kAI/AAAAAAAABEI/4WbhPTMwwbM/s1600-h/IMG_0753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Su3Ihgm0kAI/AAAAAAAABEI/4WbhPTMwwbM/s320/IMG_0753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399192006301093890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A treasure chest of my family who have crossed over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Su3IFlGjfxI/AAAAAAAABD4/ObzYc81sO9A/s1600-h/IMG_0755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Su3IFlGjfxI/AAAAAAAABD4/ObzYc81sO9A/s320/IMG_0755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399191526471597842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Su3H4RIKXlI/AAAAAAAABDw/OHNCWA2txt8/s1600-h/IMG_0756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Su3H4RIKXlI/AAAAAAAABDw/OHNCWA2txt8/s320/IMG_0756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399191297771331154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mary Hawks Bernard (sister in law)&lt;br /&gt;B-November 21, 1941&lt;br /&gt;D-January 10, 1962&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Su3HszbQjlI/AAAAAAAABDo/RprURNHICIQ/s1600-h/IMG_0758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Su3HszbQjlI/AAAAAAAABDo/RprURNHICIQ/s320/IMG_0758.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399191100819803730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gilbert Hernandez - cousin&lt;br /&gt;B- August 18, 1957&lt;br /&gt;D-March 16, 1974&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Su3Hii8SaQI/AAAAAAAABDg/owlbZgEG-gI/s1600-h/IMG_0759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Su3Hii8SaQI/AAAAAAAABDg/owlbZgEG-gI/s320/IMG_0759.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399190924596242690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Refugio Hernandez - Maternal Grandfather&lt;br /&gt;B- January 1, 1899&lt;br /&gt;D-August 22, 1932&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Su3HYkGXNTI/AAAAAAAABDY/rtQlD8hnM4I/s1600-h/IMG_0760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Su3HYkGXNTI/AAAAAAAABDY/rtQlD8hnM4I/s320/IMG_0760.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399190753108243762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lorenzo Amaral - My Father&lt;br /&gt;B- November 12, 1926&lt;br /&gt;D -March 8, 1962&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Su3HOHTGb7I/AAAAAAAABDQ/maMjxtxmtb4/s1600-h/IMG_0761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Su3HOHTGb7I/AAAAAAAABDQ/maMjxtxmtb4/s320/IMG_0761.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399190573578350514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Antonio Mojico Amaral - My Paternal Grandfather&lt;br /&gt;B - October 11, 1868&lt;br /&gt;D - October 4, 1939&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Su3HDRT2krI/AAAAAAAABDI/GVtghtRci_Q/s1600-h/IMG_0762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Su3HDRT2krI/AAAAAAAABDI/GVtghtRci_Q/s320/IMG_0762.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399190387287298738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Raquel Saldivar Amaral - My Paternal Grandmother and whom I was named after.&lt;br /&gt;B- November 21, 1888&lt;br /&gt;D-November 1, 1960&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Su3G5f6KcnI/AAAAAAAABDA/npp6CfZgHoQ/s1600-h/IMG_0763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Su3G5f6KcnI/AAAAAAAABDA/npp6CfZgHoQ/s320/IMG_0763.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399190219407389298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jess Bowman Roysdon - Father in Law                  Agatha Susan Meo Roysdon - Mother in Law&lt;br /&gt;B - March 26, 1912                                                       B-July 28, 1914&lt;br /&gt;D- December 29, 1993                                                D-February ?, 1977&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Su3GuBaOwKI/AAAAAAAABC4/3OBdmHXc7ww/s1600-h/IMG_0764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Su3GuBaOwKI/AAAAAAAABC4/3OBdmHXc7ww/s320/IMG_0764.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399190022241829026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Josefa Orozco - My Maternal Grandmother&lt;br /&gt;B - September 22, 1897&lt;br /&gt;D- August 24, 1958&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Su3GiPqLI_I/AAAAAAAABCw/8SeoJVaWgs4/s1600-h/IMG_0765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Su3GiPqLI_I/AAAAAAAABCw/8SeoJVaWgs4/s320/IMG_0765.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399189819908367346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tony  Orozco - My Uncle&lt;br /&gt;B-May 4, 1923&lt;br /&gt;D-Sept 8, 2000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Su3GXmKbieI/AAAAAAAABCo/QqekNLgYWUo/s1600-h/IMG_0766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Su3GXmKbieI/AAAAAAAABCo/QqekNLgYWUo/s320/IMG_0766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399189636970678754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The orange tags (photos I need to put in here)&lt;br /&gt;Mario Camargo - D-August 13, 2002 (cousin)&lt;br /&gt;Helen Barone Amato B- Sept 16, xxxx D-March 28, 2000 (Nana)&lt;br /&gt;Diane Keiser B-September 14, 1934 D -  December 21, 1999 (Grandmother to Jennie's kids)&lt;br /&gt;Jose Manual Amaral B-February 28, 1924 D-May 14, 1988 (Uncle)&lt;br /&gt;Laura Hernandez Villa B-April 24, 1929 D-September 30, 2003 (Aunt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Su3OlF-_M4I/AAAAAAAABEQ/UTXgIZiKSk0/s1600-h/aunt+mary+uncle+jess"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 164px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Su3OlF-_M4I/AAAAAAAABEQ/UTXgIZiKSk0/s320/aunt+mary+uncle+jess" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399198664943940482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Hernandez Orozco B-November 8, 1922 D-October 11, 2004 (Aunt)&lt;br /&gt;Jess Orozco B-May 10, 1931 - August 31, 2009  (Uncle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Su3RrxCVnjI/AAAAAAAABEg/S7YRl4q-Dyg/s1600-h/IMG_0306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Su3RrxCVnjI/AAAAAAAABEg/S7YRl4q-Dyg/s320/IMG_0306.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399202078114815538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay - Our cat who passed away this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Su3GAVtnenI/AAAAAAAABCg/1gNb7VhkNmI/s1600-h/IMG_0767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Su3GAVtnenI/AAAAAAAABCg/1gNb7VhkNmI/s320/IMG_0767.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399189237417867890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my loved ones who have passed I celebrate YOU today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-2557971296490961143?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/2557971296490961143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=2557971296490961143' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2557971296490961143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2557971296490961143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/11/dia-de-los-muertos-day-of-dead.html' title='Dia de los Muertos - The Day of the Dead'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Su3Ihgm0kAI/AAAAAAAABEI/4WbhPTMwwbM/s72-c/IMG_0753.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-3273639764155043986</id><published>2009-09-11T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T21:31:34.639-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orbs'/><title type='text'>Orb</title><content type='html'>Each year the company I work for has an Annual golf tournament. All employees are invited along with clients and associates of the company. We usually stay at the Lake Tulloch resort, but fortunately this year they rented a house for the female employees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the rented house we stayed at in Copperopolis.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SqsaSsT-3-I/AAAAAAAAA68/zKxzBHcgIXM/s1600-h/DSCN2458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SqsaSsT-3-I/AAAAAAAAA68/zKxzBHcgIXM/s320/DSCN2458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380423088259129314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We (co-workers) were visited by a spirit that I couldn't communicate with but wanted to disturb our tranquility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four of us were sitting in the top level front room of this house on the sofa or on chairs. Two of us were reading magazines, One of us was on the internet and I was reading a book. It was quiet in the house.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SqsYA1KlMJI/AAAAAAAAA6s/USvF8i3wkiw/s1600-h/DSCN2435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SqsYA1KlMJI/AAAAAAAAA6s/USvF8i3wkiw/s320/DSCN2435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380420582374715538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four times we felt that someone was trying to come into the house through the closed patio doors. Only one of the patio chairs were rocking when we looked up to see no one there. The door blinds were moving as if the doors had been open and closed furiously. Was it just the wind? and it only affected one patio chair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SqsY5Qn7O_I/AAAAAAAAA60/JX45HpW5bUw/s1600-h/DSCN2382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SqsY5Qn7O_I/AAAAAAAAA60/JX45HpW5bUw/s320/DSCN2382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380421551818226674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another time it sounded like something fell onto the floor and again we all looked up to see nothing it was starting to get my attention.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SqsbJrPEYuI/AAAAAAAAA7E/h4_4XR_vLZQ/s1600-h/DSCN2381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SqsbJrPEYuI/AAAAAAAAA7E/h4_4XR_vLZQ/s320/DSCN2381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380424032862888674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I begin to think it was spirit energy. I grounded myself and took a few deep breaths to see if I could communicate, but nada, nothing. So I thought hmmm maybe they want me to see them. I love taking photos with my camera and getting pictures of orbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orbs - google it to find a definition you may or may not what to believe in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I took the photo I looked at it and wala indeed we had an orb. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Sqsbptn60SI/AAAAAAAAA7M/wrmOlBeXKpw/s1600-h/DSCN2442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Sqsbptn60SI/AAAAAAAAA7M/wrmOlBeXKpw/s320/DSCN2442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380424583259803938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spoke to the girls and said I got it. We have a spirit here. I showed them each the photo. It was your camera flash, no I responded. "This is an Orb." I pointed to the flash on the photo and said that is the flash.&lt;br /&gt;Closer view of orb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SqsdxUfj16I/AAAAAAAAA7U/qG3sgIp3X9o/s1600-h/DSCN2442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SqsdxUfj16I/AAAAAAAAA7U/qG3sgIp3X9o/s320/DSCN2442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380426912976066466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My coworkers doubted it was a Orb. (not knowing what a Orb was). They wanted me to take the photo again. Here it is. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SqseoSj8b2I/AAAAAAAAA7c/qjKlJYTwqx0/s1600-h/DSCN2445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SqseoSj8b2I/AAAAAAAAA7c/qjKlJYTwqx0/s320/DSCN2445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380427857350389602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All you see is the flash.&lt;br /&gt;Ok well maybe the spirit is attached to Candace. So Candace got back into the photo. Here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SqsfE3sCg3I/AAAAAAAAA7k/hVEeW8_Utlc/s1600-h/DSCN2446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SqsfE3sCg3I/AAAAAAAAA7k/hVEeW8_Utlc/s320/DSCN2446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380428348352791410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No orb.&lt;br /&gt;I told Heather who was on the internet to google Orb. Don't take my word for anything, search and find your own truth. She began to read about orbs while I was taking photos around the rest of the house.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SqsifJQJLDI/AAAAAAAAA70/8aYwL6DNgOc/s1600-h/DSCN2450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SqsifJQJLDI/AAAAAAAAA70/8aYwL6DNgOc/s320/DSCN2450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380432098279107634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Sqsi3bpBG5I/AAAAAAAAA78/yYUwezT2-rw/s1600-h/DSCN2452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Sqsi3bpBG5I/AAAAAAAAA78/yYUwezT2-rw/s320/DSCN2452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380432515532135314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SqsjQNkIiYI/AAAAAAAAA8E/OouAL0ippPI/s1600-h/DSCN2453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SqsjQNkIiYI/AAAAAAAAA8E/OouAL0ippPI/s320/DSCN2453.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380432941250283906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went down one level took photos in two of the bedrooms. No orbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got the goosebumps as I looked down the dark hallway to the other bedrooms. The hair on my arms were standing up. Ok I'm done. Back up the stairs I went. Not to much later than that we grabbed our bags and packed up the car and said goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SqsgIoJE4jI/AAAAAAAAA7s/u8d7eaukD0w/s1600-h/DSCN2459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SqsgIoJE4jI/AAAAAAAAA7s/u8d7eaukD0w/s320/DSCN2459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380429512410718770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go back to the golf course. I can't wait to share this story with Wendy. She came to the table where the four of us were sitting. Three of us were enjoying a Bloody Mary. I grabbed my camera showed her the picture. Oh an orb she said!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-3273639764155043986?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/3273639764155043986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=3273639764155043986' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/3273639764155043986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/3273639764155043986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/09/orb.html' title='Orb'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SqsaSsT-3-I/AAAAAAAAA68/zKxzBHcgIXM/s72-c/DSCN2458.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-2682010366139808890</id><published>2009-09-08T13:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T13:43:25.798-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karen peterson'/><title type='text'>I want to share</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SqbAD0WTb0I/AAAAAAAAA6k/j1ioqvklo5A/s1600-h/Karen+Peterson+Channel+7+Flyer.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379197976764968770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SqbAD0WTb0I/AAAAAAAAA6k/j1ioqvklo5A/s320/Karen+Peterson+Channel+7+Flyer.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A few of my friends and family have met Karen at my house. So I wanted to share this with you. Get a chance and watch her. I'm looking forward to "tivo" ing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Karen through a mutual acquaintance (Stacey) a gal who died during childbirth. She was coming to me with messages for Wendy. Wendy was very good friends with Stacey and had continued to be friends with Jami (Stacey's sister). Karen was also getting messages from Stacey.&lt;br /&gt;This was way in the beginning of trusting my "hearing". So when Stacey told me her husband had remarried and was expecting a child (boy) Wendy was shocked and didn't believe it. Well sure enough he had remarried and his wife was expecting. They did have a boy. Karen wanted to meet me.&lt;br /&gt;We met. Haven't kept in touch lately. I just received this from her office and wanted to share it. Karen has a business in Santa Rosa doing readings, speaking to groups and helping loved ones handle their grief.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-2682010366139808890?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/2682010366139808890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=2682010366139808890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2682010366139808890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2682010366139808890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-want-to-share.html' title='I want to share'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SqbAD0WTb0I/AAAAAAAAA6k/j1ioqvklo5A/s72-c/Karen+Peterson+Channel+7+Flyer.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-2927509309910546641</id><published>2009-08-27T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T11:46:03.909-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Catholic Jesus Nuns Baptist'/><title type='text'>Don't hit her</title><content type='html'>I remember as a child going to Catechism three times a week. I guess we walked from 17th to 10th street and from Pennyslvania past McDonald. Was it Jennie, David, Mary and me? I can't recall? I do remember it being Mary and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite a ways for 4 small children to walk alone. We wouldn't do it in today's society.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed going to class and getting sticker stars on my pages next to the prayers I had to memorize. I was always a good student. I made friends and really enjoyed receiving a loaf of bread after class. The Nuns would give them out to all the children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After class I would walk to my niece Mary's class and wait for her to get out. She would have a sad face more times than not. I would give her my bread because she didn't get any. The nuns would hit her. Well not the nuns, Sister Mary Grace. A mean woman, who had no business teaching and hitting children. Mary would cry as we walked home. It was a miserable time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This did not sit well with my little mind, after learning all about Jesus and how he loved children. Yet these black dressed birded women would treat children harshly. It troubled me and I began to question this.  I loved Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would go to church every Sunday and receive Holy Communion after going to confession on Saturday. That was confusing to me a 7 year old confessing to a man about sins. I made up stuff. Say ten Hail Marys and 2 Our Fathers. Oh yah and remember the Act of Contrition, sometimes I would get that one. I was a good girl. But you had to confess in order to eat a wafer at church on Sunday. Another question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continued to go to catechism at St. Marks until my other niece Kathy was at the age to receive her Holy Communion. I believe it is 2nd grade.  My sister drove us to St. Cornelius and we only had to go on Saturdays. What a relief!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally stopped going to Catechism when I was in the 7th grade and had my confirmation. Did it done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I married a Catholic and refused to allow my children to be baptised. I didn't raise them as Catholics. We didn't go to church. They did however, go to a private Baptist School. Only because it was the only school open from 6:30am and closed at 6:30pm. Full time day care/school. I worked full time and had a hour commute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this time my Mom had converted to becoming a Mormon. It was perfect for her. She constantly would give me sermons about this religion. I would ask her why didn't the Mormon church have a full time day care/school for children? Perhaps if they had my kids would have attended it. I just thought Mormon moms stayed home with their kids and I chose to work. Or did I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If going to church is right for you, Hurray! Hallelujah, Praise the Lord. But if it isn't, Hurray! Hallelujah, Praise whatever you believe in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is G*d Catholic, Baptist, Jewish, Christian, Moslem, etc?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-2927509309910546641?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/2927509309910546641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=2927509309910546641' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2927509309910546641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2927509309910546641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-hit-her.html' title='Don&apos;t hit her'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-9171296931127575715</id><published>2009-05-05T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T10:53:42.850-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Om Dolphins'/><title type='text'>Meditate with OM</title><content type='html'>I usually meditate with my eyes closed sitting up. Taking very deep breaths and holding it. I sit in quiet from 10 minutes to a half hour depending on my time available.&lt;br /&gt;Do any of you meditate using the OM sounds? I've read about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Power of Om&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;During meditation, when we chant Om, we create within ourselves a vibration that attunes sympathy with the cosmic vibration and we start thinking universally. The momentary silence between each chant becomes palpable. Mind moves between the opposites of sound and silence until, at last, it ceases the sound. In the silence, the single thought—Om—is quenched; there is no thought. This is the state of trance, where the mind and the intellect are transcended as the individual self merges with the Infinite Self in the pious moment of realization. It is a moment when the petty worldly affairs are lost in the desire for the universal. Such is the immeasurable power of Om. &lt;&lt;/span&gt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SgB5I2cEwNI/AAAAAAAAA0w/9D0WVFmGjxw/s1600-h/om"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SgB5I2cEwNI/AAAAAAAAA0w/9D0WVFmGjxw/s320/om" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332395151765848274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Music of Om&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Om is not a word but rather an intonation, which, like music, transcends the barriers of age, race, culture and even species. It is made up of three Sanskrit letters, aa, au and ma which, when combined together, make the sound Aum or Om. It is believed to be the basic sound of the world and to contain all other sounds. It is a mantra or prayer in itself. If repeated with the correct intonation, it can resonate throughout the body so that the sound penetrates to the centre of one's being, the atman or soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is harmony, peace and bliss in this simple but deeply philosophical sound. By vibrating the sacred syllable Om, the supreme combination of letters, if one thinks of the Ultimate Personality of Godhead and quiets his body, he will certainly reach the highest state of "stateless" eternity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Om is the one eternal syllable of which all that exists is but the development. The past, the present, and the future are all included in this one sound, and all that exists beyond the three forms of time is also implied in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Vacationing in Hawaii this week. We went on a cocktail cruise and were fortunate enough to see Whales. The Captain told us that it was late in the season to see these magnificent creatures. We also saw dolphins in the tanks at the Hilton. They are also able to swim to a man made sandy beach. People are able to walk down to the beach, but with a rope preventing you from walking down on to the sand. I chose to walk down the steps to the closest place where I could get better photos of the dolphins. &lt;br /&gt;I stood next to the rope and began chanting OM. I do not know what possessed me to do this. My husband, sister and cousin were standing up above on the path watching this. My sister told me later when she heard me doing this that I was going to get the dolphin to talk to me. My husband had no idea what I was doing. After a few OMs one of the dolphins swam over to me and rolled up on the sand and made their clicking sounds. I was an incredible experience. I could have done that until I had all 4 dolphins over there next to me. When I turned back around to walk up to my family I saw there were a few more bystanders watching me and the dolphins. Danny wished he had the camera to take photos of me and the dolphins. But I was the one with the camera. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SgB8UjxWiYI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7ZGRA5HaQaA/s1600-h/DSCN1047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SgB8UjxWiYI/AAAAAAAAA1A/7ZGRA5HaQaA/s320/DSCN1047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332398651448134018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SgB78HkACLI/AAAAAAAAA04/0uQQ8EkNS08/s1600-h/DSCN1046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SgB78HkACLI/AAAAAAAAA04/0uQQ8EkNS08/s320/DSCN1046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332398231559080114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Om&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-9171296931127575715?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/9171296931127575715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=9171296931127575715' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/9171296931127575715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/9171296931127575715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/05/meditate-with-om.html' title='Meditate with OM'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SgB5I2cEwNI/AAAAAAAAA0w/9D0WVFmGjxw/s72-c/om' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-7608652260357581761</id><published>2009-04-22T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T13:37:38.001-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psychic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ghost Whisperer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jennifer Love Hewitt'/><title type='text'>Do you hear your inner voice?</title><content type='html'>And can you tell the difference your inner voice and that of "Spirit"? It takes practice but if you really want too you can learn the difference. Practice being quiet. A good way is turning off your radio while you are driving alone in your car. Pay attention to your thoughts. Oh and if anyone that has past pops into your head out of the blue, say hello. They are popping in for a visit. Wonder how often that happens to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has taken me from being afraid of my ability to "see" and just allowing myself to "see". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really would like to "see" like Jennifer Love Hewitt's character on Ghost Whisperer, but I don't. I see "light silouettes" I hear my spirit guide, but only when I am quiet. I "feel" energy with my all my senses and my hands especially. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get disappointed when I get it wrong but I don't let it ruin my day. I get surprise excited when I get it right oh boy!! I love the validations. Even if it takes a few months to come to pass. When people come back to me for my "sight" I love it even more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have the ability to tap into our psychic - ness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-7608652260357581761?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/7608652260357581761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=7608652260357581761' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/7608652260357581761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/7608652260357581761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/04/do-you-hear-your-inner-voice.html' title='Do you hear your inner voice?'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-4961921177447869170</id><published>2009-04-19T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T17:39:03.022-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Judson Stee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rolling Hills'/><title type='text'>I met</title><content type='html'>I met my husband at Judson Steel, He was a steel worker and I worked in the office as the receptionist. That plant closed down in 1986 while we were on vacation in our brand new 26 foot motor home up at Lake Almanor. I still had a job for a few months, but after 20 something years my husband was out of work. He did end up getting another job at Napa Pipe and worked there for almost 15years when they closed. He was unemployed for a few years and now works at a cemetery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He enjoys it kinda. He has been there a few years now. He started there doing the landscaping. But not long after he started he was asked if he wanted to learn cremation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when the regular guy is off on his weekend or on vacation my husband yes does cremations. He didn't exactly choose to do this kind of work, but like anything else, it just becomes a job. He knows that we are not our bodies after we have died. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to hear all about the subject and frankly it reminds me of the old cars that laid onto of one another in the scrap yard at Judson Steel waiting to get melted into the furnace for casting into rebar. Our bodies get melted into ash to be placed in crypts at the cemetery or scattered away in the winds. What was surprising to me was the different ways people choose to say goodbye. He told me that he had to go in early on a Saturday to prepar for a witness cremation. Yes loved one will watch the furnace get turned on. I couldn't. Just like I couldn't stand the heat or the sound of the furnace at the Melt Shop at Judson Steel. But different strokes for different folks. The cemetery is in business to accomodate your beliefs.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another part of his job is closing the cemetery at night.  I can't believe how many times he has told me that people will show up at dusk to visit their loved ones at a grave site. Now that is creepy. If he is closing the gate they get annoyed with him. Man it is dark, go home come again during day light. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just got off the phone with the guy who he covers. The guy was on vacation and he had to let him know that there was one in the furnace, referigator, one getting dropped off by the funeral parlor. It is very strange.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-4961921177447869170?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/4961921177447869170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=4961921177447869170' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/4961921177447869170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/4961921177447869170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-met.html' title='I met'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-6013871204887742248</id><published>2009-04-16T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T07:09:01.368-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coehlo Paulo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Zahir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><title type='text'>How was your Easter</title><content type='html'>I am reading a book by Coelho Paulo, The Zahir. He mentions the cross and the curious way of looking at crosses. Some people wear it around their necks, hang it on their wall and identify it as a religious symbol. Forgetting that in the day people were put to death by being crucified on this instrument of torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have several of these beautiful crosses that I used to wear long ago in my jewelry box. One my niece bought from the Rome that was blessed by the Pope. I love it only because she gave it to me. It is so beautiful. Hmmm let me take a pic of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Sec7ORAUJWI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/BJImBEcif3A/s1600-h/photo(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Sec7ORAUJWI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/BJImBEcif3A/s320/photo(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325290200657831266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will keep my crosses. I would rather wear a peace symbol around my neck today. I celebrated Easter with my family. It definitely wasn't the same as when I was a child and was forced to go to church.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-6013871204887742248?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/6013871204887742248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=6013871204887742248' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/6013871204887742248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/6013871204887742248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-was-your-easter.html' title='How was your Easter'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Sec7ORAUJWI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/BJImBEcif3A/s72-c/photo(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-2621958025427603386</id><published>2009-04-04T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T10:53:40.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When I first</title><content type='html'>When I first started writing on blogs it was for my jewelry business. By the way it is my passion and not making enough money to make a living. I work for a living as a accountant for a Investment/Real Estate business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never shared the other side of me with the other members of the social networks I am a member of, until one evening a few of us were chatting and it came out. A few encouraged me to do it. Well that was a year ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may not be ready to open up to your other side. But one day when you are. This blog will be here with lots of resources available for you to research and investigate. Never take any ones "word for it" on anything. Learn for yourself. Follow your heart. You'll know what is "true and right" for you. Let no one tell you what is true and right for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is ME. This is the other side of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-2621958025427603386?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/2621958025427603386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=2621958025427603386' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2621958025427603386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2621958025427603386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-i-first.html' title='When I first'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-2706698856940453147</id><published>2009-04-01T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T06:51:35.926-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gift of the white light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annette Martin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discovering your psychic world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psychic Detective'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mediums'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medical Intuitive'/><title type='text'>Annette Martin - *******Psychic *****</title><content type='html'>I have another wonderful person to share with you today, her name is Annette Martin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SdQoSyUKsdI/AAAAAAAAAvE/462fCT0ALQ0/s1600-h/Annette"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 279px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SdQoSyUKsdI/AAAAAAAAAvE/462fCT0ALQ0/s320/Annette" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319921363040514514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1. Annette what type of psychic ability do you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a Psychic Detective, Medical Intuitive and Medium.  When I discovered my gifts at age seven I said that if I had to do this then I had to do everything.  And guess what, I can! By being able to do all of these, one that stands out the most is that of Psychometry.  I use this in all of my police cases, whether it is a missing person, trying to find the assailant, or finding something that is lost.&lt;br /&gt;Psychometry:  is the process or art of interpreting the psychic energy that is left and contained in objects.  You see everything that we touch we leave an invisible fingerprint.  It is sometimes referred to as "psychic touch," it is the ability to read an object's history or the history of those who may have handled it. While it deals most often with the past, it may often reflect present states as well. &lt;br /&gt;The word psychic is the synonym for sensitive. A person who is psychic can describe paranormal events and have abilities that cannot be explained in terms of established physical principles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are different aspects of my work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Clairvoyance&lt;/span&gt;: To have lucid mental perceptions and keen insights about people and life situations and to have clear visual mental images, pictures, to "see" auras and other psychic phenomena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dowsing:&lt;/span&gt; To be able to find underground water and/or underground minerals. Also use Dowsing when I lecture and do medical diagnosing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Clairsentience&lt;/span&gt; - The ability to clearly feel yours and/or another's emotions and sensations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a Medium&lt;/span&gt;: Being able to see and speak to ghosts, also being able to discern between a Haunting or what I call an impression which are "recordings or video's" of past events that are repetitiously "replayed" and "decoded" by those sensitive enough to perceive them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clairaudience&lt;/span&gt; (data received as sound) which I do on the radio and TV shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intuition, ability of knowing, or the knowledge obtained, without conscious recourse or reasoning, which I do everyday in my practice of being a psychic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;AUTOMATIC WRITING or AUTOMATIC ART&lt;/span&gt; - To freely channel your higher self or another soul's words, music, or art without the interruptive interference of the mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ESP&lt;/span&gt; - Extrasensory perception (ESP) is the knowledge of external objects or events without the aid of the senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precognition&lt;/span&gt; - Pre-knowing; where nondeductible information about a future event is acquired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prediction&lt;/span&gt; - To be able to predict future events before they occur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remote Viewing&lt;/span&gt; (RV) - Ability to access distant or shielded information primarily of visual character, such as natural or structural features, via an unknown mental process. RV can include other sensory modes, such as feelings, motion, or sound. Some individuals associate specific approaches, or protocols, with RV. Other similar terms: remote perception, enhanced perception, extrasensory perception (ESP).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telepathy&lt;/span&gt; - To know what others are thinking as if to hear thoughts in your head. Thought transference including the sending and receiving of thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Are their psychics in your family?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I have what I call, my double whammy!  My grandmother, on my mothers side was extremely clairvoyant and would go to a special restaurant every Friday night and do readings for people with an old deck of poker cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandmother’s sister, on my father’s side was a clairvoyant nun, who predicted many things include the assassination of President Carno of France.  She later left the nunnery and became a doctor due to all the medical diagnosing she was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Do you have children that are psychic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have two boys who are very intuitive, one could do readings professionally but choose not to do that and the other is a musician who uses his intuition with his music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Do you know whether you've been a psychic in previous lifetimes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have seen one life time of being very intuitive during the time of Cleopatra, one during the time of Atlantis and last of all of being Joan of Arc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I see that you do have two websites, &lt;a href="http://www.annette-martin.com"&gt; http://www.annette-martin.com&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.closure4u.com"&gt;http://www.closure4u.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;On your website you state you are a Psychic Detective, Medical Intuitive, ghost Buster and author. Can you explain what you do as a psychic detective?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either the family contacts me or the police dept. with a case that they are having trouble with solving.  I only work directly with the police on cases, with the families permission.  The information that has been brought through in the session goes directly back to the police Detective in charge of the case.  If he decides to let the family know what I have come up with then that is his responsibility.  Generally the police will hold the information while they are checking out where I have led them. It is very dangerous to do the readings directly for the family, as it could be that a family member is involved in the case or someone close to them.  We do not want family members going after these people on their own and perhaps causing another murder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I work, the process is to always start with White Light [for protection]. With my eyes closed and holding a photograph of the victim or missing person, I will take in three deep breaths.  Within a few moments I can then move into the energy of the missing person or victim. I will immediately psychically go to the scene where the victim was last seen. And I'll see her or him, feel the emotions, see what is happening to that person. It's like stepping into a movie. Then, at some point I usually see the perpetrator come into the scene. And I'll begin to feel his emotions, then their voices will become audible and I am hearing conversations going back and forth between the victim and the assailant. All of this is being said out loud, so that the Detective can hear what I am experiencing and also ask questions as we move along.  There are times when I also become the observer, especially when it is getting near the actual murder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important aspects of this are the abilities that I have to be able to do the medical diagnosis.  I can go into the body of the assailant or the victim and see scars and medical conditions or medication that they are taking.  This is very helpful to the police as they can track the medicine through pharmacies and doctors.  My observation on this aspect has been about 95% accurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also use maps to track the assailant to see perhaps where he has put the body or what direction he or she went in after the murder.  I use my hands to track him or her while dowsing the maps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;As a medical intuitive, are you able to see the health of a person as it is now, and in the future?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I see what is going on in the present and what the prognosis or possible genetic pre-disposition is in that body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. There is a book on your website about you called Gift of the White Light, can you explain what is The White Light?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SdQozjP1WvI/AAAAAAAAAvM/jM5FWUuUgAo/s1600-h/Gift_of_the_White_Light_sm.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 117px; height: 183px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SdQozjP1WvI/AAAAAAAAAvM/jM5FWUuUgAo/s320/Gift_of_the_White_Light_sm.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319921925931490034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a tender young age I was told by my guide, to always use the White Light.  Well, being a good girl, I have always followed that suggestion and use it daily in my life and in my practice.&lt;br /&gt;“White light is pure energy which is protectiveness.” Visualized white light as similar to full spectrum light. Merge all colors together in the physical world and you get white light. Other colors, simply don’t work as well. “Put the white light in the aura and keep it there all the time.” &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Gift-White-Light-Strange-Wonderful/dp/1884956793/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1238641633&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to buy this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; Also on your website I see another book called Discovering your psychic world, Can a person become psychic by reading how to, or all we all born psychic?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SdQplxmFNFI/AAAAAAAAAvU/mMSHtyQc9IE/s1600-h/discover"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SdQplxmFNFI/AAAAAAAAAvU/mMSHtyQc9IE/s320/discover" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319922788776358994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a review by a well-know magazine in San Francisco, CA.&lt;br /&gt;"Annette Martin draws upon a life time of rich experience as an acclaimed psychic and teacher to offer a very readable Primmer on Psychic Development. Discovering Your Psychic World is for the beginner as well as the advanced student. It leads one very logically from beginning exercises to more "in depth" techniques to unlock that part of one's subconscious mind that is usually "off limits." "I feel that Ms. Martin is giving us an invaluable gift . . . the development of our intuition, clairvoyance, precognition, ability to heal ourselves and others, and more, which all lead to an enriching of our lives. Her book is very easy to understand as well as particularly interesting as she illustrates each chapter with case history's, verbatim instructions and vignettes from her own life. &lt;br /&gt;- Common Ground Magazine - March 1995&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.annette-martin.com/books.htm"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; to buy this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. You do psychic readings by phone or in your office, Do you find it easier to do them face to face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t matter whether they are in front of me or on the phone.  I do prefer the client to be in my office if I am doing a medical diagnosing.  As I can talk with them and counsel them face to face in a more intimate and loving way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; You also can do a reading with someone's photo, can you explain how you do this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the process called Psychometry, all of my phone readings around the world are done this way, as well as the animal readings.  I hold the photo in my palms and immediately begin to pick up information from the energy that has been left on the photo.  It’s like an invisible fingerprint.  Many times clients in the office bring photo’s of the children or husband or wife and I can give them as accurate a reading as I do with them sitting across from me holding the photo’s.  It doesn’t matter how old the photo is either, the energy print is still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I noticed the address of your address, is that in the same building as another famous psychic, Sylvia Browne?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, we are not in the same building, but for the past 20 years Sylvia and I have been about 4 blocks away from each other.  Interesting, isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;As a Psychic Detective have you been asked to find missing children?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have found some missing children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Can you give and encouraging words, or advice to those that want to develop their psychic abilities?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because everyone has a "psychic side" , which deals with our right brain, to himself or herself, you can learn to be more intuitive. There are steps you can take, classes you can attend (check out your local area Learning Annex for classes) and about a billion wonderful books you can read to assist your development. And of course, my book, Discovering Your Psychic World, that is being used by many of the metaphysical books stores around the country in their classes, because it works.  I also recommend my mediation CD’s, “Peaceful White Light”, with music by Steven Halpern. By using the CD meditations and learning to use the White Light it will be much easier to not try to see information but allow it to come to you.  You need to learn to trust and have faith in what you know but have no logical explanation for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more and more you attempt to connect; the easier it will become. With time, and practice it simply becomes instinctual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you realize it or not, you are being guided and assisted everyday by your angels, guides, Goddess, Divine spirit -- whatever you prefer to call it. Have the courage to trust in yourself and your intuition. You won't go wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Thank you Annette, this has been an extreme pleasure. Can I use the photo of you on your website for this interview and photos of your two books?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the White Light Be With You,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annette Martin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-2706698856940453147?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/2706698856940453147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=2706698856940453147' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2706698856940453147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2706698856940453147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/04/annette-martin-psychic.html' title='Annette Martin - *******Psychic *****'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SdQoSyUKsdI/AAAAAAAAAvE/462fCT0ALQ0/s72-c/Annette' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-1541902481514124050</id><published>2009-03-29T12:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T12:29:30.874-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mediterrean Cruise with James Van Praagh'/><title type='text'>Don't have vacation plans yet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Sc_LIYytWwI/AAAAAAAAAu8/px8wgCcNG-M/s1600-h/TheMediterraneanGhostCruise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Sc_LIYytWwI/AAAAAAAAAu8/px8wgCcNG-M/s320/TheMediterraneanGhostCruise.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318693029902375682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Click on picture to see it better.&lt;br /&gt;What about a Mediterrean Cruise. Oh I would love too.....All aboard!&lt;br /&gt;Go to James Van Praagh's website,&lt;a href="http://vanpraagh.com"&gt; www.vanpraagh.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-1541902481514124050?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/1541902481514124050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=1541902481514124050' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/1541902481514124050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/1541902481514124050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/03/need-to-decide-where-to-go-on-vacation.html' title='Don&apos;t have vacation plans yet?'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Sc_LIYytWwI/AAAAAAAAAu8/px8wgCcNG-M/s72-c/TheMediterraneanGhostCruise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-2964818495468929435</id><published>2009-03-28T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T17:12:23.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hay has a abscess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Sc66hnaktsI/AAAAAAAAAuE/SIhZpMV3gPQ/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Sc66hnaktsI/AAAAAAAAAuE/SIhZpMV3gPQ/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318393296650024642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cat Hay is 15 years old. He has an abscess for the past few days on his face by his mouth. I think my other cat Pukie scratched him really good. He rarely goes out at night. So I don't really know how it happened.&lt;br /&gt;Last night when I got home from work the front room smelled so bad. It was my cat. This morning I got up and took him to the vet. He barely had any skin left by his mouth after they cleaned him all up. Poor Hay.&lt;br /&gt;When my kitties are hurt I feel hurt for them. I also had his blood checked. The vet thought he might have hyper thyroidism or has kidney trouble. I will find out on Tuesday. In the meantime, he is on antibotics and my son or husband are draining the yek. I just can't stomach it. &lt;br /&gt;But thank the cat Gods the smell is gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Sc68khy27fI/AAAAAAAAAuM/EyyzsO00lq8/s1600-h/photo(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Sc68khy27fI/AAAAAAAAAuM/EyyzsO00lq8/s320/photo(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318395545704132082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-2964818495468929435?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/2964818495468929435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=2964818495468929435' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2964818495468929435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2964818495468929435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/03/hay-has-abscess.html' title='Hay has a abscess'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Sc66hnaktsI/AAAAAAAAAuE/SIhZpMV3gPQ/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-1376588257698946008</id><published>2009-03-26T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T09:47:50.060-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cremation or burial'/><title type='text'>Curious about ....</title><content type='html'>Cremation or Burial....&lt;br /&gt;My grandmother is buried with a tombstone that has my name on it. I was named after her. My Father is buried at her feet. I will be cremated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having a conversation about this last evening. I am not one to go to the cemetery to visit grave sites. To me it is a junk yard full of old cars. Gone and no longer on the road of this earth plane. I do not feel we are, are bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I want to celebrate my grandmother or father I will where ever I am, whenever I think about it. Sometimes they pop into my mind, or others that have passed. Awww time for a conversation with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel? Cremation or Burial? Or is this topic to gross and unapproachable for you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-1376588257698946008?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/1376588257698946008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=1376588257698946008' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/1376588257698946008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/1376588257698946008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/03/curious-about.html' title='Curious about ....'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-2534783428544031332</id><published>2009-03-25T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T13:52:02.828-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lisa Williams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Among the Dead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kindle2'/><title type='text'>I wanted to let Lisa know...</title><content type='html'>The cool thing about my kindle is if I finish one book I can go to the Kindle store where ever I may be physically just by having my kindle with me. I am now reading Life among the Dead by Lisa Williams. &lt;br /&gt;You can check out her blog if you are curious about who she is.&lt;a href="http://www.lisawilliamsmedium.com"&gt;http://www.lisawilliamsmedium.com/&lt;/a&gt;Tell me you KNOW who she is. Did you watch her TV show? I enjoyed it immensely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/ScqYeVrMyuI/AAAAAAAAAt0/zPvw6VtTYqM/s1600-h/alisa+williams.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/ScqYeVrMyuI/AAAAAAAAAt0/zPvw6VtTYqM/s320/alisa+williams.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317229957046127330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Amazon for having my favs available for me. If you want to know what a Kindle is, go to www.amazon.com.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-2534783428544031332?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/2534783428544031332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=2534783428544031332' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2534783428544031332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2534783428544031332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-wanted-to-let-lisa-know.html' title='I wanted to let Lisa know...'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/ScqYeVrMyuI/AAAAAAAAAt0/zPvw6VtTYqM/s72-c/alisa+williams.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-1690139408190302856</id><published>2009-03-21T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T10:03:48.837-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vanpraagh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chat room'/><title type='text'>Carol rocks</title><content type='html'>I've blogged about her. She is a wonderful person I met at the Omega Institute for the mediumship class held by James Van Praagh. We kept in touch by the email list she created during the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Last evening she facebooked me that JVP was in the chat room on his website. &lt;a href="http://vanpraagh.com/"&gt;www.vanpraagh.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/ScUEoKy-KQI/AAAAAAAAAs8/evk2h1Z7B98/s1600-h/chat_rooms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/ScUEoKy-KQI/AAAAAAAAAs8/evk2h1Z7B98/s320/chat_rooms.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315660023320160514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hurried up and went to his website. I needed to login but forgot my login name and password uggg. So I signed up again and got in. Sure enough James was there and chatting with his students and followers. Wow that was so unbelievable! He shows up in his chat room and you can feel the energy that takes over the room. LOVE baby pure flowing LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The website is fabulous check it out and join. Hope to see you there chatting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, my friend Carol is selling e-mail &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com"&gt;Angel Card Readings&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for $25 in the &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Marketplace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? "To share the uplifting and inspiring messages from our Angels with others."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-1690139408190302856?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/1690139408190302856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=1690139408190302856' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/1690139408190302856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/1690139408190302856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/03/carol-rocks.html' title='Carol rocks'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/ScUEoKy-KQI/AAAAAAAAAs8/evk2h1Z7B98/s72-c/chat_rooms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-8472413000935167016</id><published>2009-03-19T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T07:02:20.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/ScJP0W4ZnZI/AAAAAAAAAsk/Ql2VboHSNV0/s1600-h/IMG_0170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/ScJP0W4ZnZI/AAAAAAAAAsk/Ql2VboHSNV0/s320/IMG_0170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314898271164538258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/ScJPvNv_uRI/AAAAAAAAAsc/E8mZiiaCr9Q/s1600-h/IMG_0177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/ScJPvNv_uRI/AAAAAAAAAsc/E8mZiiaCr9Q/s320/IMG_0177.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314898182814021906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the skies are cloudy and the day is dreary. All I want to do is stay in the comfort of my home where it is warm and safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-8472413000935167016?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/8472413000935167016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=8472413000935167016' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/8472413000935167016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/8472413000935167016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/03/sometimes-skies-are-cloudy-and-day-is.html' title=''/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/ScJP0W4ZnZI/AAAAAAAAAsk/Ql2VboHSNV0/s72-c/IMG_0170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-7498703829000629648</id><published>2009-03-17T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T10:55:47.838-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karen peterson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earrings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house of raquel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mediums'/><title type='text'>The Other side of ME</title><content type='html'>Hi,&lt;br /&gt;We are so multifaceted creatures, no? I have so much going on inside my head at times, I have to ground myself to focus. At others times, I don't think anyone is home.&lt;br /&gt;Today I heard from a wonderful medium who I had the pleasure of meeting through a spirit named Stacy. Stacy had died giving birth to her son who had also died. Stacy was a friend of Wendy's, whom I work with. &lt;br /&gt;The wonderful medium is Karen and she has a website, www.karenpeterson.org. She was at the time we met also communicating with Stacy and giving messages to Stacy's Mom and sister. When Karen find out that I was also getting messages from Stacy she wanted to meet me. &lt;br /&gt;Its always nice to hear from people who you haven't heard from in awhile. I'm hoping to get a chance to interview Karen. However she is extremely busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Other side of me is giving away 3 pairs (like a clover) of earrings at &lt;a href="http://houseofraquel.blogspot.com"&gt;http://houseofraquel.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; come by and check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-7498703829000629648?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/7498703829000629648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=7498703829000629648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/7498703829000629648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/7498703829000629648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/03/other-side-of-me.html' title='The Other side of ME'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-7097625219899982476</id><published>2009-03-16T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T08:10:13.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Every day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Sb5rsB8QkeI/AAAAAAAAArM/RUAewYiKZjI/s1600-h/Love1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Sb5rsB8QkeI/AAAAAAAAArM/RUAewYiKZjI/s320/Love1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313803014523359714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-7097625219899982476?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/7097625219899982476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=7097625219899982476' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/7097625219899982476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/7097625219899982476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/03/every-day.html' title='Every day'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Sb5rsB8QkeI/AAAAAAAAArM/RUAewYiKZjI/s72-c/Love1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-1008565692182566368</id><published>2009-03-12T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T08:08:50.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SbklZfO2WGI/AAAAAAAAAo4/IfAMlI-nlFc/s1600-h/heart+statue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SbklZfO2WGI/AAAAAAAAAo4/IfAMlI-nlFc/s320/heart+statue.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312318355270948962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look and listen to yourself. What are you thinking? Do you ever take a moment to just go quiet? &lt;br /&gt;No sound just you with yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Breathe&lt;br /&gt;Deeper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel &lt;br /&gt;Is what you feel familiar or does it scare you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel good. I hope you do too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-1008565692182566368?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/1008565692182566368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=1008565692182566368' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/1008565692182566368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/1008565692182566368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/03/stop.html' title='Stop!'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SbklZfO2WGI/AAAAAAAAAo4/IfAMlI-nlFc/s72-c/heart+statue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-5771860256549969758</id><published>2009-03-10T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T07:03:01.543-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sylvia Browne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lisa Williams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulo Coehlo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kindle2'/><title type='text'>I can remember</title><content type='html'>When I was a little girl how much I loved spending the day at the library. I would take one of my nieces or both and we would walk or get dropped off there. I would get lost in books. My favorites were the Little House on the Prairie books by Laura Ingalls. &lt;br /&gt;As an adult I took my children to the book store to pass on to them my love for reading. One of them downloads audio books to his ipod. The other one rarely if ever reads. But he enjoys spending a hour or two at the Borders book store while waiting to see a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, after all these years, no more books for me. My overstuffed book shelf will no longer have another book stuffed into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SbZypUZOQaI/AAAAAAAAAow/LnU1szlU0lo/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SbZypUZOQaI/AAAAAAAAAow/LnU1szlU0lo/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311558864704782754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Kindle2 was delivered to me. Awww and I love it. I bought 3 books, Sylvia Browne, Lisa Williams and Paulo Coehlo. Did I say how much I love it. &lt;br /&gt;Do you read?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-5771860256549969758?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/5771860256549969758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=5771860256549969758' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/5771860256549969758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/5771860256549969758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-can-remember.html' title='I can remember'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SbZypUZOQaI/AAAAAAAAAow/LnU1szlU0lo/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-6358151770919131437</id><published>2009-03-07T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T11:00:05.995-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James Van Praagh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ghost Whisperer'/><title type='text'>Ghost Whisperer - The TV Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SbK-TODrdvI/AAAAAAAAAoo/gRRxExxDgHU/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SbK-TODrdvI/AAAAAAAAAoo/gRRxExxDgHU/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310516148023555826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you watch this TV show? I have it as a recorded show so I can enjoy it when I want too. It's one of my favs. James Van Praagh is a co-executive producer. Who I consider one of my teachers. &lt;br /&gt;This episode talks about how we as children can see ghosts but it goes away as we grow up cause there is no room in our rational mind. How fortunate for some of us to still "see" them. I don't "see" them like Melinda on the show. Some of my friends don't understand why? It would scare the crap out of me!!!!that's why. The children in this epiosode are under ten years old and can see the ghosts that are in their school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was little I thought the ghosts I saw were my brother and he would get in trouble for scaring me. I thought he was in my closet when I went to bed. He would come out of the closet and I would get scared. It was confirmed that it wasn't him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do as an adult, feel spirits presence. But its not like seeing them in person, like Melinda on the Ghost Whisperer. It's like a lightness or shadow. Have you ever seen a ghost? Is it really possible that when you die, you can wander around the earth plane?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-6358151770919131437?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/6358151770919131437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=6358151770919131437' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/6358151770919131437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/6358151770919131437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/03/ghost-whisperer-tv-show.html' title='Ghost Whisperer - The TV Show'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SbK-TODrdvI/AAAAAAAAAoo/gRRxExxDgHU/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-348956351019468713</id><published>2009-03-06T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T06:59:50.011-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Linda MacKenzie'/><title type='text'>Linda MacKenzie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SbE5irwq7PI/AAAAAAAAAog/NGm_THtzpxc/s1600-h/linda350X350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SbE5irwq7PI/AAAAAAAAAog/NGm_THtzpxc/s320/linda350X350.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310088703671725298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was honored to get the opportunity to interview Ms. Linda MacKenzie. I want to help my readers understand what being "psychic" means. I hope you enjoy this as much as I sure have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What kind of psychic ability do you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 17 different kinds of psychic ability and I am fluent in all of&lt;br /&gt;them. The only two abilities that I have but DO NOT use are being a&lt;br /&gt;trans-medium channel, where you let an entity come into and take over your body, and divination, which uses tools like Tarot cards, runes, etc., to&lt;br /&gt;practice the occult arts. My new documentary short DVD, "Many Faces of&lt;br /&gt;Psychic Ability" released in January, 2009 explains the history, general&lt;br /&gt;and little-known facts and my personal stories on all the psychic&lt;br /&gt;abilities. The reason I made the DVD was to debunk alot of the untruths&lt;br /&gt;surrounding psychic ability today and to let people know that we all have&lt;br /&gt;psychic ability and it's time to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; At what age do you discover your ability?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw God when I was eight years old and the next day I had all the&lt;br /&gt;abilities. I have used my abilities every day for over 50 years but, I&lt;br /&gt;tested my abilities for over 30 years before coming out as a psychic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Are you a medium?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am a medium. I have seen and talked to ghosts since I was 8 years&lt;br /&gt;old. I have also been filmed doing medium work by almost all major TV and&lt;br /&gt;cable TV networks including ABC, CBS, Discovery, Extra, BBC, German TV,&lt;br /&gt;Japan TV, etc. I have also been featured in several award-winning&lt;br /&gt;documentaries, helped police departments and the British Governemt verify&lt;br /&gt;paranormal activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have psychics in your family?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one I know, on both sides of my family, uses their psychic ability.&lt;br /&gt;However, since we all have psychic ability I am sure they chose not to&lt;br /&gt;develop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone be taught to be psychic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No and yes. There is no psychic school, book or person that can teach&lt;br /&gt;someone to be psychic. Since every one's psychic ability varies in level,&lt;br /&gt;kinds and intensity learning to be a psychic is always a personal journey.&lt;br /&gt;It takes years to understand and use your abilities correctly and just&lt;br /&gt;because someone has psychic ability does not mean they should be doing&lt;br /&gt;readings. A psychic has to be totally committed to truth, because they are&lt;br /&gt;karmically responsible for the truth they give. My personal belief is&lt;br /&gt;that using psychic ability is also a total commitment to the service of&lt;br /&gt;mankind and should be used for the greater good of all. With that said I&lt;br /&gt;recently completed a 17 museum exhibit display called "Psychic Secrets&lt;br /&gt;Unveiled" which is housed at the Paraplex Paranormal Center, a 14,000 sq&lt;br /&gt;ft, 3 story active lab, observatory and museum located in New Orleans. My&lt;br /&gt;exhibits delineate the how, what, where and why of psychic abilities to&lt;br /&gt;help educate people about psychic abilities and that we all have these&lt;br /&gt;abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SbE5Mv_fOZI/AAAAAAAAAoY/XCp_w91p4Nw/s1600-h/LindaBlueDN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SbE5Mv_fOZI/AAAAAAAAAoY/XCp_w91p4Nw/s320/LindaBlueDN.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310088326850492818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Do you do readings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have given many thousands of personal readings to political figures, celebrities, businesses and individuals. On my 8-year running on&lt;br /&gt;terrestrial radio show "Creative Health &amp;amp; Spirit" I would do&lt;br /&gt;36-42 readings per show in 40 minutes. Today I no longer do personal readings&lt;br /&gt;except for FREE on my still continuing Internet radio show "Creative&lt;br /&gt;Health &amp;amp; Spirit" aired LIVE every Tuesday at 8am Pacific Time on the&lt;br /&gt;HealthyLife.Net Radio Network, which I founded in 2002 and is located at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.healthylife.net"&gt;http://www.healthylife.net.&lt;/a&gt; I also do special appearances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Have you ever been on tv or the radio?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my own 13-year running psychic radio show "Creative Health &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;Spirit", have been on hundreds of world-wide radio shows and almost every&lt;br /&gt;cable and TV network. In fact I turn down more TV shows and TV series than&lt;br /&gt;I actually appear on because most of the reality shows, TV shows, and TV&lt;br /&gt;series want you to make things up or expand on an untruth to make it scary&lt;br /&gt;or sensationalistic. I am totally committed to truth and unless a TV or&lt;br /&gt;movie is giving out total truth I chose not to participate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you written any books about your abilities?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None on my abilities but several award-winning books on metaphysics and&lt;br /&gt;health. I do have my new DVD that is in part about how I use my psychic&lt;br /&gt;abilities but is really an educational tool to help people understand the&lt;br /&gt;science and history behind these abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you have a blog, website?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two websites I have are &lt;a href="http://www.lindamackenzie.net"&gt;http://www.lindamackenzie.net&lt;/a&gt; and&lt;br /&gt;http://www.healthylife.net. I am also on FaceBook and several other social&lt;br /&gt;networking sites. HealthyLife.Net does have a free monthly newsletter that&lt;br /&gt;people can sign up for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If people want to get a reading, how would they reach you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer do private readings because I am working on large projects&lt;br /&gt;that will help millions of people. With that said I still love helping&lt;br /&gt;people so I offer FREE readings between 8:30am - 9am Pacific Time on my&lt;br /&gt;radio show. They can call in toll free at 800-555-5453 or 310-371-5444,&lt;br /&gt;but only at that time. I also am available for special appearances which&lt;br /&gt;they can find out more about on my website &lt;a href="http://www.lindamackenzie.net"&gt;http://www.lindamackenzie.net&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Do you believe in a higher power?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in one higher power - God and whatever you call God is all right&lt;br /&gt;with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have other psychic friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all psychic and I have many friends. Some have extraordinary&lt;br /&gt;powers, others do not. I believe every one and every thing is valuable,&lt;br /&gt;unique and special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; What amazing story can you share about having your ability?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have hundreds of amazing stories so it is hard to pick just one, but&lt;br /&gt;here is one that comes to mind. I was filming the Ghosts of England with&lt;br /&gt;Peter James and Derek Acorah in an old mansion in England that housed&lt;br /&gt;several generations of ghosts from the same family when Derek got attacked. He was choking and Peter was in the staircase that led into the room peeking out from behind a wall. The situation was getting dire as Derek was now unable to catch his breath, so I stood in front of the ghost and said, "Come to me!". The ghost released Derek who stopped choking and I proceeded to hold the ghost off from me energetically. The ghost got frustrated that he couldn't get to me and finally with one energetic push,&lt;br /&gt;that made me stumble, the ghost left the room. Later, in the same mansion,&lt;br /&gt;I released a little 8-year old girl, who had died I believe in the 17th&lt;br /&gt;century into her mother's arm on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What advice would you share with others who have psychic ability?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Develop your abilities slowly and don't rush. You will automatically be&lt;br /&gt;led to your next step in development without effort. A book or teacher&lt;br /&gt;will appear. When they do trust your own gut feel and if something doesn't&lt;br /&gt;ring true to you toss it out or leave the room - take only the part that&lt;br /&gt;rings true to you. You will always get what you need. Remember you and&lt;br /&gt;only you are your own best psychic at all times - Feel, Know and Trust&lt;br /&gt;this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LINDA MACKENZIE, C.H.T., Ph.D. (c) is a world-renown psychic,&lt;br /&gt;multi-book author, radio host, lecturer, audio/video producer,&lt;br /&gt;Doctoral Clinical Hypnotherapist Candidate and Founder of the all&lt;br /&gt;positive talk radio network - www.HealthyLife.net. A former telecom&lt;br /&gt;engineer for the airlines and Fortune 1000 companies, Mackenzie is a&lt;br /&gt;mainstay in pioneering entrepreneurial spirit. She launched one of the&lt;br /&gt;first used PC stores, a datacom consulting firm, a metaphysical gift&lt;br /&gt;manufacturing company and was the former President of a mind-body&lt;br /&gt;nutritional supplement manufacturing corporation. She resides close to&lt;br /&gt;the beach in Southern California.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-348956351019468713?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/348956351019468713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=348956351019468713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/348956351019468713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/348956351019468713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/03/linda-mackenzie.html' title='Linda MacKenzie'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SbE5irwq7PI/AAAAAAAAAog/NGm_THtzpxc/s72-c/linda350X350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-1776024891809902032</id><published>2009-03-04T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T20:13:57.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I do for a living</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Sa9PVf6_D0I/AAAAAAAAAoI/pXJhsvvcrCs/s1600-h/photo(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Sa9PVf6_D0I/AAAAAAAAAoI/pXJhsvvcrCs/s320/photo(3).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309549716457852738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Sa9PeqsMXcI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/bMKFI0Enc6s/s1600-h/photo(4).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Sa9PeqsMXcI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/bMKFI0Enc6s/s320/photo(4).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309549873967422914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I do have a full time job. Here are photos of my office. I work in an accounting department in Danville. I took the photos to show my brother, David how busy I was at work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've worked pretty much my entire life. Babysitting when I was old enough, summer jobs, after school jobs. After high school graduation, I got a full time job and have ever since had a full time job.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very fortunate to be employed. But I know as long as I want to work, I will. When it all ends and I no longer HAVE to work, I'll make money being the other side of me. The creative side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-1776024891809902032?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/1776024891809902032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=1776024891809902032' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/1776024891809902032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/1776024891809902032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-i-do-for-living.html' title='What I do for a living'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Sa9PVf6_D0I/AAAAAAAAAoI/pXJhsvvcrCs/s72-c/photo(3).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-2564035985389000830</id><published>2009-03-04T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T08:27:52.518-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rainbow'/><title type='text'>Rainbows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Sa6quCvNw6I/AAAAAAAAAoA/ktRkmAB1ZGA/s1600-h/rainbow030409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Sa6quCvNw6I/AAAAAAAAAoA/ktRkmAB1ZGA/s320/rainbow030409.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309368718702003106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to share the beautiful rainbow we saw on our way to work. I had my son take the photo with my phone. I'm giving him a ride since he hasn't replace the car that was stolen in December. I throughly enjoy the time we spend together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't understand why I make such a fuss over a rainbow. Stop and enjoy the beauty around us, son. Funnie why do we lose the excitement of childhood, the days when everything you did was an adventure. Was I being silly fussing over a rainbow?There was another rainbow alongside of it. I wanted to drive through it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate the gifts around me even the ones I do "see."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-2564035985389000830?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/2564035985389000830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=2564035985389000830' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2564035985389000830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2564035985389000830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/03/rainbows.html' title='Rainbows'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Sa6quCvNw6I/AAAAAAAAAoA/ktRkmAB1ZGA/s72-c/rainbow030409.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-5102659421105367137</id><published>2009-03-02T19:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T06:41:29.321-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doreen virtue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crystal and indigo children'/><title type='text'>Doreen Virtue</title><content type='html'>Do know any crystal or indigo children. Maybe you are one? Perhaps you don't know what one is. Check this video out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eQAd3FxKVUY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" name="movie"&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="allowFullScreen"&gt;&lt;param value="always" name="allowscriptaccess"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="always" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eQAd3FxKVUY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;amp;border=1" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-5102659421105367137?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/5102659421105367137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=5102659421105367137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/5102659421105367137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/5102659421105367137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/03/doreen-virtue.html' title='Doreen Virtue'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-1204595815200993910</id><published>2009-03-02T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T13:24:22.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laura Rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SawEDLcPuMI/AAAAAAAAAnw/NTanax4n5IQ/s1600-h/laura.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308622513420351682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SawEDLcPuMI/AAAAAAAAAnw/NTanax4n5IQ/s320/laura.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Here is another interview with Laura Rose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What type of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1235703397_4" style="BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; CURSOR: pointer; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,102,204) 1px dashed; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1236003709_0"&gt;psychic ability&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; do you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I am an intuitive medium. I'm able to communicate with &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1236003709_1"&gt;spirit guides&lt;/span&gt;, angels, departed loved ones, animal helpers and nature spirits to bring forth loving guidance, messages and support. My gifts are an interesting blend of sight, hearing messages, and empathic ability&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you communicate with the dead? &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see people's spirit guides? &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;How old were you when you discovered this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;? I've had these gifts as a small child. As I grew these gifts were not honored and because of life's circumstances, I suppressed them. About eight years ago I felt a strong pull to reawaken my gifts and step forward to do this work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Are any of your family members psychic? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Yes. There are gifts running through both sides of my family. My mother is the strongest link and she's working with me in partnership from the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Did you inherent this ability&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;? Yes and it's my own, too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Were you ever afraid to let others know about your gift(s)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; As a child, yes. After they reawakened as an adult, no. I just knew this is what I'm now meant to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Do you also believe in God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; Yes. I believe in a divine essence that incorporates the divine feminine and the divine masculine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Do you do readings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Do you have a website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;? Yes, &lt;a href="http://www.thepurplerose.net/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1236003709_2"&gt;www.thepurplerose.net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laura Rose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Purple Rose, LLC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1236003709_3" style="BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; CURSOR: pointer; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,102,204) 1px dashed; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 Tunxis Rd., Suite 203&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tariffville, CT 06081&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1236003709_4" style="CURSOR: pointer; BORDER-BOTTOM: rgb(0,102,204) 1px dashed"&gt;860-658-9888&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thepurplerose.net/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;http://www.thepurplerose.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-1204595815200993910?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/1204595815200993910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=1204595815200993910' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/1204595815200993910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/1204595815200993910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/03/laura-rose.html' title='Laura Rose'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SawEDLcPuMI/AAAAAAAAAnw/NTanax4n5IQ/s72-c/laura.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-5443887711537200179</id><published>2009-02-27T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T17:13:20.435-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='When I was a kid.'/><title type='text'>The week ends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Saiwmr6xoBI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/eYQGbl950Tk/s1600-h/Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Saiwmr6xoBI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/eYQGbl950Tk/s320/Me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307686339526893586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I was a little girl my entire world consisted of playing, and getting away with not doing chores. I hated to clean house. I would take off out the back door for adventures outside. I loved riding my bike or laying on the grass and looking up at the sky, daydreaming. I enjoyed playing with the clouds. Seeing shapes of animals, or angels or cars and buses. I loved playing with my friends. I never imagined what it would be like when I got older.&lt;br /&gt;Being responsible, working for a living and running out the back door still trying to get away with not doing chores. After the week ends I don't want to clean my house, or do laundry. I want to relax, maybe get together with a friend, go shopping, go to lunch. Or sit at my jewelry table and create. I've now taken on another project, I'm writing.&lt;br /&gt;I have a full time 8 to 5 job totally left brain. Or shall I say whatever part of my left brain shows up on that day! So my right side of the my brain (creative) is pushing and shoving to get out and play. I'm finding myself wanting to stay home and clean. (whatever!) That will probably change by tomorrow. Especially if the sun is out shining. The week end is here and I want to play, like the good old days when I was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone want to go ride bikes, or go roller skating at the school ground?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-5443887711537200179?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/5443887711537200179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=5443887711537200179' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/5443887711537200179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/5443887711537200179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/02/week-ends.html' title='The week ends'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/Saiwmr6xoBI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/eYQGbl950Tk/s72-c/Me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-8098260680283901171</id><published>2009-02-26T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T18:09:12.433-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6thsenseconnection.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anne-Marie'/><title type='text'>Anne Marie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I love to know about how other people "see" or "read." I've been asking people that I know if they would be interested in telling people about themselves and Anne-Marie has kindly allowed me to ask her a few questions about her ability. I hope you enjoy it and maybe it may help someone. I will first post the questions that I asked Anne-Marie. Then you will read her responses underneath it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;What type of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1235703397_4" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; font-weight: bold; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;psychic ability&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; do you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;How old were you when you discovered this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Are any of your family members psychic? Did you inherent this ability?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Were you ever afraid to let others know about your gift(s)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Do you also believe in God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Do you have a website?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I have been blessed with many gifts- I see and hear spirits. I'm a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1235703397_0" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; font-weight: bold; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;psychic empath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; so have to be careful with my aura and the people I surround myself with. I was born into a psychic family 6th generations that I know about. My mother is still a practicing medium. We used to large shows in the UK together giving survival proof of lost loved ones. I've done some radio shows both here and in the Uk and featured in the popular press ( UK). I've been reading since 1982. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Yes, I don't always tell people about my gifts-sometimes people think I can read their mind- or put a spell on them, or work for the devil. I operate in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1235703397_1" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; font-weight: bold; cursor: pointer; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;love and light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; and don't believe in any fear based beliefs. Sometimes- it's easier not to go there- as I don't want to defend my beliefs- they are my own- nor do I want to explain myself to others who are not open to love &amp;amp; light. Each to his own- I accept others where they're at and try to meet them where they're at and don't want to convert them to my beliefs. We're all exactly where we're meant to be! I respect all religions and people right to choose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://6thsenseconnection.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1235703397_2"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;thsenseconnection.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://6thsenseconnection.ning.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1235703397_3"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6thsenseconnection.ning.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;I do believe in God- not in as a man who sits on a throne- as the universal life source energy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;love, light &amp;amp; chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Anne-Marie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I found her answers so refreshing and honest. Do those of us who have these sort of abilities all feel the same way? I know I sure can relate. Thank you so much Anne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-8098260680283901171?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/8098260680283901171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=8098260680283901171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/8098260680283901171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/8098260680283901171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/02/anne-marie.html' title='Anne Marie'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-5716135836337084401</id><published>2009-02-25T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T06:52:35.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my world</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SaVadZZJMoI/AAAAAAAAAmw/jbmAenIhnws/s1600-h/photo%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SaVadZZJMoI/AAAAAAAAAmw/jbmAenIhnws/s320/photo%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306747197005050498" border="0" /&gt;I enjoy leaving the office at lunch time and going to the park. So I can eat my lunch and read. The beauty was so breathtaking I had to capture it. I grabbed my iphone and took this photo.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-5716135836337084401?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/5716135836337084401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=5716135836337084401' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/5716135836337084401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/5716135836337084401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-love-my-world.html' title='I love my world'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SaVadZZJMoI/AAAAAAAAAmw/jbmAenIhnws/s72-c/photo%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-2702905594759287255</id><published>2009-02-24T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T07:00:30.228-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psychic ability.'/><title type='text'>Am I a psychic?</title><content type='html'>I believe we were all born "psychic." Some with strong psychic abilities like Sylvia Browne, some not so strong. Just like a piano prodigy, some play like Mozart and some for their own entertainment.&lt;br /&gt; I called myself a "seer." I see energy around and on and your body, I can see if you will have children in the next year. I can see if there is a certain someone coming into your life, I can communicate with energies that have crossed over. I can communicate with new born babies up to (so far) a year.&lt;br /&gt; I am able to read this energy by communicating with you, on the computer or on the phone and also in person. If you have a piece of jewelry, picture, scarf, hair braid, I am able to read the energy from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no "sight" about myself or my closest family members. I believe you can be trained to become psychic. Just the little bit of interest and you can open up your G*d given link. Yes I believe psychic ability is a tube of energy that comes from G*d. The more you practice the more it opens up, like a muscle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've taken two classes from James Van Praagh, Basic Mediumship and Advanced Mediumship. From the first class I learned to let go of the fear of being wrong and ridiculed. The second class I learned that there are many ways you can be psychic, some I've mentioned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the first class held in Southern California there was a man there who's wife had recently passed away and he wanted to learn to communicate with her. By the end of the weekend, that man stood up in front of 100 students and was communicating with her. Most of us were in tears watching him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the second class held at the Omega Institute in upper New York state, at the end of the class 100 students stood in a healing circle. James did a healing meditation with all of us. Wow the energy was incredible. I met alot of people from weekend that I keep in touch with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record, I don't believe our spirit has a color. I do believe our spirit guides are men or women. I believe that Angels never carnated into life on earth. I believe I've been both male and female in 47 other lifetimes. I believe their is a universal language and that we are also able to communicate by thought too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer do readings for free.  Sylvia helped me understand that I have a gift of value.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-2702905594759287255?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/2702905594759287255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=2702905594759287255' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2702905594759287255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2702905594759287255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/02/am-i-psychic.html' title='Am I a psychic?'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-4314520765467472980</id><published>2009-02-23T18:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T18:05:35.567-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='language'/><title type='text'>Ok so have you ever pondered?</title><content type='html'>What color is your spirit, soul? If you are white does that mean your spirit is white? If you're black does that mean your spirit is black? Or what about the sex of your spirit, if you are a man then does that mean your spirit is a man? And if you believe in reincarnation and lived many lives some as a man and some as a woman, does that mean that your spirit is the sex of your last life lived?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now have you ever pondered what language does your spirit talk? Would it be the last language you spoke? Or is there a universal spirit language?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or do you believe that when you die that's it, finito, no spirit, no color, no sex, no language.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-4314520765467472980?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/4314520765467472980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=4314520765467472980' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/4314520765467472980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/4314520765467472980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/02/ok-so-have-you-ever-pondered.html' title='Ok so have you ever pondered?'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-4446015997367281236</id><published>2009-02-21T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T09:30:43.545-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I see dead people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carol Martzinek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mediums'/><title type='text'>Carol Martzinek</title><content type='html'>A few years ago I went to a class held by James Van Praagh, Advanced Mediumship held at the renowned Omega Institute in upstate New York. It was a remarkable trip and a connected to many people. We created a group by the end of the weekend called mediumsrus so we could stay in touch. One of my friends who started the group also has a blog, &lt;a href="http://askaspirit.com/"&gt;http://askaspirit.com&lt;/a&gt; I asked her to write a little something for my blog. She is quite busy at this time but gave me permission to copy her article,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;I see Dead People...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Sorry, I just couldn’t resist! I’ve been &lt;em&gt;dying&lt;/em&gt; to use that line from &lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/rosescorner/detail/B00005RHGM/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Sixth Sense&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at least once!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;I &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; see dead people, though. However, in case anyone’s wondering, it doesn’t work quite like what you see in movies or on television shows like &lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/rosescorner/detail/B000GG4Y28/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ghost Whisperer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. In other words, I don’t physically &lt;em&gt;see&lt;/em&gt; your Great Aunt Tillie standing next to you, sitting in a chair in a corner of the room, or anyplace else for that matter. Not with my two eyes, anyway. And, if I ever &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt;, it’s a pretty safe bet that I’d be just a &lt;em&gt;little&lt;/em&gt; freaked out by the experience - at least at first.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;What I &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; see are &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; vivid mental images of people, places and things that I have no way of knowing about otherwise. Occasionally, I’ll see a glimpse of a moving shadow, but so far, no full-scale 3-D apparitions. Sometimes, they’re very brief, fleeting images that last about a second or less. Sometimes, they’re a lot more detailed, and last longer. Sometimes, they come as a series of images, all connected to the same person. For example, during a reading I did during my mediumship training weekend with James Van Praagh, I was shown a series of images related to a woman’s grandmother, which included a kitchen with sunny, curtained windows, the color green, kitchen counters with everything neat and organized, a brown refrigerator, and a dark-haired, smiling woman. During a &lt;a href="http://askaspirit.wordpress.com/i-see-dead-people/glossary-of-terms-or-something-like-that/" target="_blank"&gt;psychometry&lt;/a&gt; exercise that same weekend, I saw a sunny place with trees like palm trees and black hiking boots. The woman had recently vacationed in Hawaii, and she wears black work boots when she goes out in the field on her job. Not having ever met her before, these were things I couldn’t possibly have known otherwise.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;As far as my own personal group of “folks” go, sometimes the images go beyond the visual, and include physical sensations, like smell and touch. It’s similar to a memory, but a lot more intense, as if I’m actually right &lt;em&gt;there&lt;/em&gt; experiencing it all right &lt;em&gt;now&lt;/em&gt;. I’d chalk it up to really vivid memories, but unlike memories, these are things I haven’t &lt;em&gt;done&lt;/em&gt;. It’s hard to describe in words, but it would be like having a flashback of something you never experienced in the first place.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;I also hear a &lt;em&gt;lot&lt;/em&gt; of stuff. One of the most popular means my “folks” have of getting my attention is through music and song lyrics. Usually, I’ll hear certain specific songs actually playing on real radios and stereos in places I’d never expect to hear them - like hearing &lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/rosescorner/detail/B000001OYE/" target="_blank"&gt;Trini Lopez &lt;/a&gt;in the local Walgreens. Really, what are the odds of hearing &lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/rosescorner/detail/B000001OYE/" target="_blank"&gt;Trini Lopez&lt;/a&gt; playing &lt;em&gt;anywhere&lt;/em&gt; these days, much less in the local discount drugstore? (In case you’re wondering, my dad used to play &lt;a href="http://astore.amazon.com/rosescorner/detail/B000001OYE/" target="_blank"&gt;Trini Lopez&lt;/a&gt; albums pretty regularly when I was a kid, many moons ago.)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;My “folks” also LOVE playing around with the music on my iPod! Now, to understand this, you have to realize that I currently have well over 800 songs stored on my iPod. (Yes, I’m an addict!) A perfect example of this happened on the train ride from NYC to Rhinebeck for the October mediumship training weekend. I had my iPod set to randomly play &lt;em&gt;every&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;single song&lt;/em&gt; on it. The train happens to pass by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sing_Sing"&gt;Sing Sing Correctional Facility&lt;/a&gt; (aka Sing Sing), in Ossining, New York. To say that the place gave me a pretty creepy feeling would be an understatement. However, in an attempt to “lighten the mood” I suppose, &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; thought it would be a good idea to make Johnny Cash’s “Folsom Prison Blues” the very next song to play on my iPod. Needless to say, the sense of humor and timing was not lost.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;The other way I get the music “stuff” is in my head. Sometimes, an appropriate and meaningful tune, song name, or song lyrics will just pop into my head at just the right time - either connected to a person I’m talking with, a situation, or in answer to a question. Sometimes, I’ll get the name of a song I don’t even &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt;. Other times, it’s like an earworm - I’ll hear the same two or three lines from a song over, and over and over and over… like the other day, when the same lines from “Bésame mucho” kept playing in my head, even though I’d only heard it once or twice before, and that was about 20 years ago. Imagine having &lt;a href="http://ingeb.org/songs/besamem2.mid" target="_blank"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; running through your head for a few hours! I know exactly &lt;em&gt;who&lt;/em&gt; it came from, too. Sometimes, it’s just &lt;em&gt;funny&lt;/em&gt;! My “folks” have a great sense of humor, and they seem to know when I need a good laugh.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;It works differently for different mediums, but that’s a bit about how it all “works” for me, personally.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you Carol for allowing me to share a little about you. I want to bring more of my "medium" friends to my blog to share their experiences. I hope you enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-4446015997367281236?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/4446015997367281236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=4446015997367281236' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/4446015997367281236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/4446015997367281236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/02/carol-martzinek.html' title='Carol Martzinek'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-5207870505644167553</id><published>2009-02-19T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T13:52:35.065-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shaman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='witch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Previous lives'/><title type='text'>Previous lives</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure what your view may be on this topic, but I do believe I've lived and died before. After my reading with Sylvia Browne, she told me I've had 48 previous lives and this was my last. She validated one of my previous deaths that I was burned at the stake and I lived in England. I lived my life as a midwife. I was considered a witch, hah! Somehow I knew this...&lt;br /&gt;Do you recall any lives you may have lived?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I "see" myself in this lifetime as a blind elderly woman, so I asked Sylvia about it. She told me no, I would be sane and get around good when I'm older. But that I had been an Indian Shaman in a previous life and was indeed blind when I got older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me about my brother's previous lives and why he allows his fears to cripple him, mentally in this lifetime. I think past life hypnosis would be ideal for him.  I did repeat what she told me about him to him and he found it amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please share what your ideas on this topic are. Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-5207870505644167553?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/5207870505644167553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=5207870505644167553' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/5207870505644167553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/5207870505644167553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/02/previous-lives.html' title='Previous lives'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-9083466255981793613</id><published>2009-02-18T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T13:28:32.498-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='human experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><title type='text'>Children</title><content type='html'>Do you know a child who has an invisible friend? Do you know a child who doesn't talk but seems to understand you, like he/or she can listen to your thoughts? What about a child who is a loner, doesn't have any friends and is withdrawn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is important as parents to reach out to children and let them know that they are ok. That what they are going through will pass. But most importantly that they are loved and allowed to be who they were born to become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Your children are not your children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;They come through you but not for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You may give them your love but not your thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For they have their own thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You may house their bodies but not their souls,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;for their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;which you can not visit, not even in your dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You may strive to be like them, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but seek not to make them like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For life goes not backward, nor tarries with yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and He bends you with His might that His arrows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;may go swift and far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;for even as He loves the arrow which flies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so He loves also the bow which is stable&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;em&gt; K.Gibran&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an adult I am both daughter and mother, with adult children.&lt;br /&gt;I have allowed my children to be who they are. But I must admit&lt;br /&gt;it was difficult when they were teenagers. But their will to become&lt;br /&gt;who they were meant to be was stronger than my will to make them&lt;br /&gt;what I wanted them to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that true with you and your parents? Did you struggle to be who you were meant to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that if your child can "see" invisible people, they can! It is our unwillingless to allow them to be who they are, that can come between are G*d given birthright. The thread that&lt;br /&gt;connects us to where we came from "spirit". I truly am a "spirit" having a human existence and so are you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More and more children are being born "psychic" or with "healing" powers that are stronger than those that came before. If we can let go of the fear, and allow them to be who they are. They will help the earth, they were born to do so. They were born for greatness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to hear your comments. Peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-9083466255981793613?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/9083466255981793613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=9083466255981793613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/9083466255981793613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/9083466255981793613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/02/children.html' title='Children'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-7948119992781733067</id><published>2009-02-14T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T08:21:16.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My invisible friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;When I was a little girl I had a friend her name was Jade. She would play with me and listen to me when I had aches and pains. I never realized she wasn't "real" until my brother told me that, I was crazy. My mom didn't care whether I had a army full of invisible friends, I was her 7th child and she had her arms full.&lt;br /&gt;One day as I grew up, she disappeared from my sight into my ear. I no longer was able to see her, but could hear in my mind. It turned out she was my Spirit Guide.&lt;br /&gt;Do you recall your invisible friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-7948119992781733067?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/7948119992781733067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=7948119992781733067' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/7948119992781733067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/7948119992781733067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-invisible-friend.html' title='My invisible friend'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-3645657059105892849</id><published>2009-02-06T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T20:53:01.230-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sylvia Browne'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pyschic reading'/><title type='text'>Reading - Update</title><content type='html'>I got a call this afternoon from Sylvia Browne's office. My reading has once again been rescheduled.&lt;br /&gt;It's this Sunday. I can't tell you how excited I am.&lt;br /&gt;After waiting three years its finally gonna happen this Sunday. Tomorrow I'm getting all my questions in order.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope I don't run out of time. I want to say so much about how I admire, respect her. How I appreciate what she does. How I can't imagine all the hate she gets from non-believers only because of the little hate I've received from non - believers. How I understand how that hurts but she is still and will always be to me, the greatest psychic in my world. But I won't waste a minute to express my gratitude to her, because of the precious time I have letting her give me a reading.&lt;br /&gt;Afterward I will send her a note. Gosh I wish we could become best friends. I hope I don't cry.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah and Wendy suggested that I used my Flip video camera to record my questions and maybe click on the speaker on my cell phone, hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;Have you had a psychic reading?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-3645657059105892849?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/3645657059105892849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=3645657059105892849' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/3645657059105892849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/3645657059105892849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/02/reading-update.html' title='Reading - Update'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-2943490535591743764</id><published>2009-02-05T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T20:52:05.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sylvia Browne reading</title><content type='html'>My name came up to the top of her 3 year list. My appointment was January xx., but was postponed till February xx. I have all my questions written and I'm looking forward to getting a reading from the best in the psychic business.&lt;br /&gt;I just know I will be amazed. Have you ever had a psychic reading? Was it everything you hoped and more?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-2943490535591743764?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/2943490535591743764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=2943490535591743764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2943490535591743764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2943490535591743764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2009/02/sylvia-browne-reading.html' title='Sylvia Browne reading'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-1499353237244721194</id><published>2008-12-20T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T19:45:05.884-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Peace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joy'/><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>I finally got dressed today and my oldest son and I went out for a bite to eat, when I received a text message from my youngest son. "Read your email" So I checked my email and he explains that he was over his girlfriends house on Tuesday night and the next morning he went outside to leave and his car was stolen!!!&lt;br /&gt;I hope the person who stoled it prevented my son from getting in an accident that day. I hope there was a really good reason why for the period of time that my son isn't driving is because it isn't a safe time and his angels and guardians are protecting him. I hope the person who stoled it is getting good use out of it.&lt;br /&gt;My son will eventually get reimbursed by his insurance company. We're not sure how long that will take. In the meantime, I'm fortunate to be off this week and perhaps I'll get to see my son a lot more often than when I'm working. He asked me to give him a ride to work. Well I would love too.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-1499353237244721194?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/1499353237244721194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=1499353237244721194' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/1499353237244721194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/1499353237244721194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2008/12/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-7223278976777877562</id><published>2008-12-04T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T20:14:13.654-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sylvia Browne'/><title type='text'>I got the best phone call today!</title><content type='html'>I reached for my phone today before I went home from work and I noticed there was a voicemail. I didn't recognize the phone number but sat down in my office chair and listened to the message. It was Sylvia Browne's office and WHAT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;My name had come up to the top of the list. Her waiting list is LOOOOOOONG, like years. My name is at the top and they wanted to let me know when I could expect a call from my favorite writer, hero, woman, psychic.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'm getting a reading from Sylvia Browne!!! Oh boy I am jazzed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-7223278976777877562?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/7223278976777877562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=7223278976777877562' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/7223278976777877562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/7223278976777877562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-got-best-phone-call-today.html' title='I got the best phone call today!'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-9015042438142016008</id><published>2008-11-30T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T18:31:45.969-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace and love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house of raquel'/><title type='text'>Peace and Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/STNKrwJIqMI/AAAAAAAAAdo/e-MhW3VPm64/s1600-h/C1208110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/STNKrwJIqMI/AAAAAAAAAdo/e-MhW3VPm64/s320/C1208110.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274641704099031234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoyed the recent Thanksgiving holiday. I know I have lots to be thankful about. I celebrated with my son and his girlfriend, we were invited to drop by. Later we went to my Mom's for dinner. I am so grateful I still have my Mom to visit. She is 87 and is doing well. &lt;br /&gt;Did you go shopping on Black Friday? I stayed home, but I did go to Kmart on Saturday to take advantage of the wonderful sales they were having. While walking inside I noticed a peace and heart symbol on someone's T-shirt. I thought to myself hmmm, gotta make that as a pendant! Here it is as a charm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Available at &lt;a href="http://www.houseofraquel.com"&gt;www.houseofraquel.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-9015042438142016008?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/9015042438142016008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=9015042438142016008' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/9015042438142016008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/9015042438142016008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2008/11/peace-and-love.html' title='Peace and Love'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/STNKrwJIqMI/AAAAAAAAAdo/e-MhW3VPm64/s72-c/C1208110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-5398985404585955276</id><published>2008-11-19T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T15:50:10.907-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tennessee Snow'/><title type='text'>Snow in Tennessee</title><content type='html'>Does it snow in Tennessee? I asked. Oh yes it snows in Tennessee, was her reply. Ok I said, things will get better for you when it snows. It will? was her remark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know that it snowed in Tennessee. I just knew that I sure hoped it snowed soon. I've always lived in California and it doesn't snow in my neck of the woods. That conversation took place about a week ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an email from her on Monday, "Does a light dust of snow, count?" I questioned her with, Was it rain? No it was snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was snow!!! and two days later, today! She is thrilled! Things are changing ahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always amazed at what I "see." Are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah she is making me soon to be USA famous pies. Believe it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-5398985404585955276?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/5398985404585955276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=5398985404585955276' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/5398985404585955276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/5398985404585955276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2008/11/snow-in-tennessee.html' title='Snow in Tennessee'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-4054245595746977082</id><published>2008-11-14T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T10:44:20.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmmmmm</title><content type='html'>Mmmm is having a boy. She just found out FOR REAL by her doctor yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Mmmm when she came to work at the same company I work for. She was the Receptionist. She really wanted to have a baby. One morning on my way to work, this was early spring I received a "swish" that she would be having a girl when the leaves fall. She had her baby girl that December. That was a few years ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She recently told me she was pregnant and I "saw" a boy. She is quite pleased today. She wanted a boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-4054245595746977082?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/4054245595746977082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=4054245595746977082' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/4054245595746977082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/4054245595746977082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2008/11/mmmmmm.html' title='Mmmmmm'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-7589833531356231726</id><published>2008-11-08T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T10:02:56.232-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Belief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>When a woman has a child she falls in love with her baby the moment she feels life growing inside of her. The moment she holds that child she loves her baby unconditionally. WITHOUT ANY CONDITIONS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I go through life I struggle with loving others unconditionally. I was tested again last night. If I don't agree with the way you believe I have a right too. As you have a right to believe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I BELIEVE God LOVES me, us all unconditionally. You BELIEVE God loves you with conditions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I BELIEVE I live in a world of Love, peace and light. You BELIEVE in a world of right and wrong, war, religion, money, power, hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I BELIEVE in that Jesus, Buddha, Ghandi were all son's of God. You BELIEVE that Jesus is the SON of God and you must only believe in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I believe you have a right to believe anything you want. Why do you not allow me the same right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-7589833531356231726?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/7589833531356231726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=7589833531356231726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/7589833531356231726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/7589833531356231726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2008/11/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-6366573004839128963</id><published>2008-11-03T13:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T13:30:06.549-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lisa Williams'/><title type='text'>My weekend.</title><content type='html'>Over the weekend I pretty much worked my fingers creating new designs for an upcoming show. It got to be time to eat and lunch wasn't ready yet so I went to lay down to rest my eyes. I turned on the TV and find Lisa Williams on the lifetime channel. She had a marathon of tv shows on yesterday. Was I thrilled!!! I enjoy watching her do her thing. She is a medium clairvoyant and has a tv show. &lt;a href="http://www.lisawilliamsmedium.com"&gt;http://www.lisawilliamsmedium.com/news/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SQ9tC_BS9pI/AAAAAAAAAbs/QU6390aOGcc/s1600-h/lisa+williams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 143px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SQ9tC_BS9pI/AAAAAAAAAbs/QU6390aOGcc/s320/lisa+williams.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264546387463435922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-6366573004839128963?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/6366573004839128963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=6366573004839128963' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/6366573004839128963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/6366573004839128963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-weekend.html' title='My weekend.'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SQ9tC_BS9pI/AAAAAAAAAbs/QU6390aOGcc/s72-c/lisa+williams.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-3881140288585702945</id><published>2008-10-31T09:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T13:51:12.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day of the Dead - Dia de los Muertos</title><content type='html'>Need something to do after the trick or treaters leave, watch....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SQtvqP4FBwI/AAAAAAAAAbk/mCiizsC709M/s1600-h/james+van+praagh.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SQtvqP4FBwI/AAAAAAAAAbk/mCiizsC709M/s320/james+van+praagh.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263423361119487746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow November 1st. Celebrate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-3881140288585702945?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/3881140288585702945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=3881140288585702945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/3881140288585702945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/3881140288585702945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2008/10/day-of-dead.html' title='Day of the Dead - Dia de los Muertos'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SQtvqP4FBwI/AAAAAAAAAbk/mCiizsC709M/s72-c/james+van+praagh.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-7365356689875725061</id><published>2008-10-30T13:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T15:45:28.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vote</title><content type='html'>I've been voting for many years and I have to talk about the emotions that have stirred in me and so many others that I know about this Presidential Election. I've seen people who are my age for the first time register to vote! (HurraH)I have also seen people who do not desire to vote, (go figure) People who want to vote but has had the privilege taken away. I've seen friends stop talking to each other because they are voting differently. Is it that important to be right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am voting and I am grateful for this priviledge. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose to live in a world where the color of our skin, our religion, our financial status, our citizenship, our sexual orientation, our #1 language does not matter to me. I respect the world in which you choose to live. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all people that exist in the same planet. Whether you were born in this country and practice christianity should not matter, should it? If you are an American vote! If you are running for office of course you should be an American, but do you reallllly need to be a Caucasian and believe in Christianity? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless we are Native American (Indians) then we are ALL from other parts of the world. One human race, aren't we? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we learn to see one another as such? In my world I choose too. In my world we have all lived many lives as many races and sexes, but our spirit is one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I stirred you UP?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-7365356689875725061?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/7365356689875725061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=7365356689875725061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/7365356689875725061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/7365356689875725061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2008/10/vote.html' title='Vote'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-2364599306630959992</id><published>2008-09-26T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T10:04:26.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SN0VtKuIIDI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Fp9MWG-tCRU/s1600-h/Copy+of+Nearon+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250376606299988018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SN0VtKuIIDI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Fp9MWG-tCRU/s320/Copy+of+Nearon+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Heron!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you steadfastly refuse to &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;think, act and conform&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to the mandates of others, the pressure to do so loses its momentum." &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Wayne Dyer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-2364599306630959992?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/2364599306630959992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=2364599306630959992' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2364599306630959992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2364599306630959992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2008/09/hi.html' title='Hi!'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SN0VtKuIIDI/AAAAAAAAAZU/Fp9MWG-tCRU/s72-c/Copy+of+Nearon+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-5074531054461519557</id><published>2008-09-22T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T08:21:36.764-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ATM Fraud update'/><title type='text'>ATM - Fraud update</title><content type='html'>Ok I checked my account this morning, the bank still hasn't credited my $money back. So I called the fraud hotline. The person that answered told me it will be done today and I should see it back in there tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They gave me the name NAME &lt;strong&gt;NAME&lt;/strong&gt; and that the Flight is out of JFK airport, the date and to MXT anyone know where that is? They asked me if I knew this person. I asked them to spell the name so I could have it also. NO NO NO I don't know who this is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we are going to bust these people. YIPPEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still real curious how they got my ATM #. I've come to the conclusion that when I get my new ATM card. I'm not going to use it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-5074531054461519557?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/5074531054461519557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=5074531054461519557' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/5074531054461519557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/5074531054461519557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2008/09/atm-fraud-update.html' title='ATM - Fraud update'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-6068974137531591441</id><published>2008-09-20T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T09:08:41.296-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SNUc8fq4ZWI/AAAAAAAAAXU/S0aatsYq2dk/s1600-h/DSCN7921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SNUc8fq4ZWI/AAAAAAAAAXU/S0aatsYq2dk/s320/DSCN7921.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248132766389265762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hawaii - I went there this year. It was so beautiful. I love this earth that we exist on. I know one day my body will cease to exist and my spirit will continue. I know I am here to learn lessons and grow.&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on forgiveness and no person is perfect. We all make boo boos. We say things or do things and sometimes it can hurt others. I am finding out that I want to love life and work on myself. I can't help what others do or say, only myself.&lt;br /&gt;It is better to be kind, than right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to enjoy the beauty of my life no matter what ugly things occur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-6068974137531591441?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/6068974137531591441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=6068974137531591441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/6068974137531591441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/6068974137531591441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2008/09/hawaii-i-went-there-this-year.html' title=''/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SNUc8fq4ZWI/AAAAAAAAAXU/S0aatsYq2dk/s72-c/DSCN7921.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-8506228940480630440</id><published>2008-09-18T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T08:47:30.113-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='debit card fraud'/><title type='text'>Debit Card Fraud</title><content type='html'>I will be filing a police report today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday my husband went to our bank, Wells Fargo to cash his check, like he always does. Mine automatically gets deposited by my employer. The teller proceeds to tell him that his account is overdrawn ($2,000.00)He was shocked! The teller asks him if he purchased airline tickets? He responds NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was taken out of the line and spoke to another employee at wells fargo. They reviewed our account and noticed a charge for $1 at Napster and $1.00 at Priceline. My husband calls me. I'm at work, and I begin thinking where oh where did I used my ATM card, Safeway, the nail shop, online ATT, on the phone with Geico insurance while I was at the golf course. Oh no!!!! It's not safe oh CRAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These charges are pending and so we wait and see if we have a fraud case or not.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, Wednesday, I check my account online no charges. Today yes the Delta Airline charges are there. I call the WFB fraud line... They fax me a statement that I need to sign, stating I did not sign for these charges or give permission to any one else to use my card. I had to email the fax home to my husband to sign, he faxed it back to me from his work and then I faxed it to the WFB fraud department after I signed it. They also told me I need to file a police report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok there happens to be one right next door to the office that I work in. But no, won't take the report because I don't live in the city. Ok... They did tell me what will happen once I file the report. They will contact the police department in the city of Connecticut where Delta airlines is located and give them the numbers off of my statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WFB will credit my account within 24hours. whew. My debit card was cancelled, our account is okay. Some same close it, some say its okay. When I spoke with the police office next door. She told me that this happened to her and she still uses her atm card. hmmm not sure what I'm going to do. But I used it all the time. I had it in my possession and cut it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone out there stole the numbers off my card and charged airline tickets with it. YOU will get caught! So ATM card holders  and users beware.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-8506228940480630440?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/8506228940480630440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=8506228940480630440' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/8506228940480630440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/8506228940480630440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2008/09/debit-card-fraud.html' title='Debit Card Fraud'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-7253137222826975505</id><published>2008-09-07T10:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T10:51:15.647-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Edward'/><title type='text'>John Edward</title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=7,0,0,0" id="flashObj0" width="388" height="291"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 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I have no idea why that is happening. Any clues please let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-4990292431788300051?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/4990292431788300051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=4990292431788300051' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/4990292431788300051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/4990292431788300051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2008/09/internet-explorer-error.html' title='Internet Explorer Error'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-1726311798599196024</id><published>2008-09-04T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T20:05:11.195-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paranoia'/><title type='text'>Paranoia</title><content type='html'>knock knock, open the door! Call the police there are people outside wanting to get in the house. Hurry call the police!!! Look see there they are out there in the street. They have guns!! Call the police. Call the police! See them they are getting closer. Call the police!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 1am in the morning. The knock was from my son on my bedroom door. He saw men outside our home trying to get in to kill us. No one was out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I got up and went to work. I left work early to take him to the county dr. They put him on risperidone. It's a drug given to people with paranoia.  I fight with him everyday to take his meds and its been very unpleasant. I want him to get well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has seen one therapist who doubled his dose. It makes him very edgy and he can't sleep. They also prescribed a benadryl for sleeping.  He went yesterday for a physical. He is afraid of the side effects of the drugs.  Tomorrow he goes back to the therapist, hopefully they will have the results of all the blood work. It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't want to take the drugs. Now his body vomits an hour after he takes them.  He wants to be well without the meds. I want him to be well. I'm afraid he is making me sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose to concentrate my energy on making sure he is okay. My weekends I spend with him. I rarely take any time for me. After I get home from work I get dinner for us. We eat and go for a walk. He takes a shower. Tries to lay down to sleep and can't sleep. Danny Jason and I are doing the best we can to be patient and understanding. I feel like I'm crawling into a shell. It is scary for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-1726311798599196024?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/1726311798599196024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=1726311798599196024' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/1726311798599196024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/1726311798599196024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2008/09/paranoia.html' title='Paranoia'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-2429690043105819007</id><published>2008-08-14T08:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T10:44:14.181-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pink Sky'/><title type='text'>The other day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SKRYNjRFUAI/AAAAAAAAAUA/b3jfjmEAi7U/s1600-h/pink+sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234405656739794946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SKRYNjRFUAI/AAAAAAAAAUA/b3jfjmEAi7U/s320/pink+sky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;W &lt;/span&gt;(we work together) told me that she was in the doctor's office and she picked up this book, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;Pink Sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; laying on the table in the lobby. Needless to say, while she was telling me the story I started to cry. It's the story about a baby in utero talking about growing in the womb to be born, then to die. The mother wrote her story about losing her daughter.  She wanted me to know about this woman's blog so I could check it out. &lt;a href="http://stevieandthedreamofhorses.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://stevieandthedreamofhorses.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come to find out this woman lives down the street from my friend W. Even more bizarre then that, she lives right next door to Ws friend. A &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;coincidence&lt;/span&gt; hmmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cool thing is she wants to meet me. So we are going to hook up, have lunch. Stevie(the daughter is orchestrating this meeting. ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe that. Spirits come to me I don't conjure them up. When they want to communicate they will buggg me until it springs out of my mouth. Then I have peace&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-2429690043105819007?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/2429690043105819007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=2429690043105819007' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2429690043105819007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2429690043105819007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2008/08/other-day.html' title='The other day...'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SKRYNjRFUAI/AAAAAAAAAUA/b3jfjmEAi7U/s72-c/pink+sky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-7805114417085201088</id><published>2008-08-10T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T12:02:00.540-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I see babies coming...'/><title type='text'>Another baby....</title><content type='html'>Yesterday amongst family and their friends I have predicted another baby is on his way. I met a friend of my cousin's and instead of me blurting it out that she was going to have a baby boy. I told her how good she was with children, while she was holding my cousin's 1 year old boy. She was patient and sweet while calming him down. She told me she was trying to get pregnant ah hah I said, you are going to have a baby boy. She looked at me and said what? My cousin chimed in and told her friend that I was psychic. (hmm ok) My sister than spoke and said that I could see babies coming. So the gal, let's call her Lucy (to protect her identity) said ok,  but I was already to have a girl. I apologized and told her that I see a boy.  She replied that she only had girls names picked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it be recorded here and I will let you know in a month or two or within a year's time the outcome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found out yesterday that my cousin's daughter is expecting. I knew this about a year ago. I saw her pregnant with a baby girl. I did not ask what the sex of the baby was or if they knew yet. But when I found out I will post it here also. (Sandra) to protect her identity has 3 boys already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-7805114417085201088?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/7805114417085201088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=7805114417085201088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/7805114417085201088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/7805114417085201088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2008/08/another-baby.html' title='Another baby....'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-6355434398019956262</id><published>2008-08-05T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T13:22:00.013-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orbs'/><title type='text'>orbs</title><content type='html'>Hi today I received a picture of a gal who is pregnant with an orb. I hope to post this later with her permission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I speaking about it, well last December I met this woman at a craft show. I told her she was going to have a baby within the next 12 months. I didn't remember what I told her the sex of baby was, but other's had. I told her she was going to have a girl, I was reminded of this today. She is going to have a girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No permission to post her picture, so I'm only posting the orb. Seen one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SJoHeU-A4kI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/wIEVoHUGzqg/s1600-h/orb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SJoHeU-A4kI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/wIEVoHUGzqg/s320/orb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231502134750536258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-6355434398019956262?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/6355434398019956262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=6355434398019956262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/6355434398019956262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/6355434398019956262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2008/08/orbs.html' title='orbs'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SJoHeU-A4kI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/wIEVoHUGzqg/s72-c/orb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-7123988571548075895</id><published>2008-07-29T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T20:44:19.497-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You are having a baby.'/><title type='text'>You're having a baby.</title><content type='html'>I wanted the women who I "saw" their babies before they had even conceived to come forward to tell their story. But hmmm they haven't. So I will one story at a time. Stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was January maybe February of that year, someone that I worked with wanted to get pregnant. I told her that she would have a baby when the autumn turned to winter. That she would have a baby girl shortly before another gal in the office had her 2nd baby boy. She did have her girl that November and the other gal had her son in December. I think their children were 2 weeks apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can "see" babies. I just get a knowing about it when I'm around you. I saw the gal's daughter age  7 years old with red hair, skinny and skating. I saw the other gal's two boys as teenagers in high school with their school sports jackets on, one a little taller than the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These children the little girl and little boy turned 1 last November and December.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-7123988571548075895?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/7123988571548075895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=7123988571548075895' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/7123988571548075895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/7123988571548075895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2008/07/youre-having-baby.html' title='You&apos;re having a baby.'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-216308658306460789</id><published>2008-07-26T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:39:12.752-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I want to Believe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='X-Files'/><title type='text'>X-Files - I want to Believe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SItP_hzcKtI/AAAAAAAAAOg/XVU4Cz5zUaI/s1600-h/bilde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SItP_hzcKtI/AAAAAAAAAOg/XVU4Cz5zUaI/s320/bilde.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227359745318070994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the movie last night. Did you? Want to talk about it? &lt;br /&gt;The movie was creepy, but I LOVED IT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-216308658306460789?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/216308658306460789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=216308658306460789' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/216308658306460789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/216308658306460789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2008/07/x-files-i-want-to-believe.html' title='X-Files - I want to Believe'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SItP_hzcKtI/AAAAAAAAAOg/XVU4Cz5zUaI/s72-c/bilde.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-826104578141820592</id><published>2008-07-25T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T12:03:05.424-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sychronicity'/><title type='text'>Check Marks</title><content type='html'>Do you pay attention to the sychronicity going on in your world? What does that mean? It's the universe letting us know we are right on track. Track, purpose for this lifetime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example:&lt;br /&gt;TV on in the bedroom while I am getting reading for work. I'm standing in front of my closet looking for my red sandals. The gal on TV says the word "sandals". Coincidence ok, check mark! I also notice it alot while I'm driving in my car with the radio on. Never turn the radio on unless someone else is in the car with me. &lt;br /&gt;So there is conversation happening and the "word" will also come out of the radio, check mark!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Please if you have another way to explain it, I'd love to hear your comment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-826104578141820592?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/826104578141820592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=826104578141820592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/826104578141820592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/826104578141820592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2008/07/check-marks.html' title='Check Marks'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-4030910990375528066</id><published>2008-07-19T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T21:00:37.838-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Communicate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='See'/><title type='text'>Daily Does it.</title><content type='html'>I want to start sharing stories about my experiences seeing, hearing and feeling. This story is about when my youngest was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was 25 years old I had my second son. He was born c-section because he never turned inside of me, he wanted to come out walking. I remember thinking when the doctor examined me oh good this will be easy! Boy was I ever wrong. Not a good way to have a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the time we had a waterbed and there was no way I could get out of that bed with my stomach feeling like I got kick by the entire football team. So my husband set up a bed in my baby's room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty much out of commission for the next 2 weeks after my son was born. I was so uncomfortable and took nothing for the pain. I was even uncomfortable nursing him.  One early morning around 4am I laid sleeping in his room and he laid next to the bed  in the bassinet when a visitor came to see us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember being sound asleep and waking up to a bright light entering my room and I sat straight up (that kinda shocked me because my stomach hurt so much) and I spoke to the woman standing next to the bassinet. I wasn't afraid I knew it was Jason's  grandmother coming to visit him. I said he is your grandson, his name is Jason. She looked up at me and was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name is Agatha Roysdon, she died before I ever got to meet her. But sometimes since that early morning when she came to see her grandson I sense her in my house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sense spirits? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year later on Jason's 1st birthday we took our children to Chucky Cheese to celebrate his birthday. There were balloons in Jason's room and had been there probably for a few days after we had gone to Chucky Cheese. My husband and I were in the front room watching tv that evening when I mentioned his mother coming to visit a year ago. Well he never believed it and I told him it didn't matter that I knew she did. When the balloon in Jason's room popped! It startled us both. I looked at my husband with a surprised look and said see she wants you to know she did! He scientifically reasoned to me why that balloon popped. The condensation of the cold window, blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband now believes his mom is around here and I have communicated with her. There is no way I would know stuff about my husband when he was little or about her that he never told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love knowing as a spirit we continue!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-4030910990375528066?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/4030910990375528066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=4030910990375528066' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/4030910990375528066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/4030910990375528066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2008/07/daily-does-it.html' title='Daily Does it.'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-2835074288405061589</id><published>2008-07-18T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T13:37:00.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Dose</title><content type='html'>I have a daily calendar that sits upon my desk at work. I wanted to share the words with you.&lt;br /&gt;Keep in mind the ancient simple truth that "the mighty oak was once a little nut that held its ground."&lt;br /&gt;You are a &lt;em&gt;mighty oak in the making &lt;/em&gt;and it's all right to be a little nutty as long as you also hold your ground!&lt;br /&gt;      dr wayne dyer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-2835074288405061589?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/2835074288405061589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=2835074288405061589' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2835074288405061589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2835074288405061589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2008/07/daily-dose.html' title='Daily Dose'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-973806865382091115</id><published>2008-07-17T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T22:34:35.656-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allow and Respect'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Accept'/><title type='text'>I'm ok</title><content type='html'>For several years of my life I didn't let anyone know about my ability to "see" or "hear" because I was afraid of what people would think about me. I felt that people would think I was wierd or even worst "EVIL". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have fortunately let go of my concern about what people think about me. It's okay that we all have our individual belief system. I allow, accept and respect people for who they are and what the believe. I know that it's okay if they don't reciprocate that about me or others like me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ability comes from "G*d". I was born and raised Catholic. Although I no longer practice this faith. Each morning before I get up. I meditate. I surround myself with the white light of love and divine protection. I also ask that this light surround the people I come into contact with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm enjoying my journey here in this lifetime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-973806865382091115?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/973806865382091115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=973806865382091115' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/973806865382091115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/973806865382091115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-ok.html' title='I&apos;m ok'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-4093157505125483136</id><published>2008-07-11T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T16:39:10.504-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='readings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raquelamaral.com'/><title type='text'>Welcome</title><content type='html'>I welcome comments !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing a lot of free readings lately and have done so many in the past. I recently emailed as many people as I could remember to send me their comments about their readings. I really hope you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Readings will be by appointment only, please contact me at &lt;a href="mailto:hija4@mac.com"&gt;hija4@mac.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.raquelamaral.com/"&gt;http://www.raquelamaral.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I sat for a reading with Raquel I was very anxious, she sensed my apprehension and immediately put me at ease. The information she revealed to me during that sitting set forth a foundation for me to trust her and bring her further into my confidence in order to gather more information about important decisions in my life. Through the course of our association and readings, I have been able to overcome mental and emotional obstacles that were previously keeping me from reaching my goals and chart a course that is more akin to my desired results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morgan McKean&lt;br /&gt;Executive Director, Morgan Blaire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered a reading that you gave to a person I meet on line....she was scared of this health problem she was worry about....she had a doctors appointment coming up....but before you had the appointment she was really worried about and not getting any sleep....so I told her to email you so you can give her some insight..about her healthy problem.....she did email you and you told her that everything will be alright and dont worry......well when the doctors appoinment was over she was told by the doctor that the test was negative. And that she had nothing to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Bernard&lt;br /&gt;July 11, 2008 11:18 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raquel amazing abilities, coupled with her tendered advice has become one of my must do`s when making a major corporate decision or something as small as seeking clarity. She is not a medium or a psychic. She is an intuitive. Her wisdom has help me so much.-anonymous&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-4093157505125483136?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/4093157505125483136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=4093157505125483136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/4093157505125483136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/4093157505125483136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2008/07/welcome.html' title='Welcome'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-1683881085823022414</id><published>2008-06-15T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T12:41:17.128-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo readings'/><title type='text'>Photo readings</title><content type='html'>One of the lessons we learned with JVP was psychometry. It is taking an object,  jewelry, or a picture and placing it in your hands and doing a reading. I especially enjoy reading someone this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night my husband comes home with a picture. His hands all over it and he asked me to read it. I told him to lay it down and to place it inside a magazine laying on the table. I mentioned to him that the next time he wanted me do this for someone. To ask that person to place it inside an envelope. So to not get anyone else's energy on it. Because of the possibility of me reading that person. In this case, my husband. I let the picture lay inside the magazine until this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my first cup of coffee. Without looking at the picture I placed it in my hands and said to my husband ok I am ready to read this picture. My husband hurriedly looked around for paper and pen to write down what I said. Now that in itself can be sometimes difficult because I begin and depending on the energy I can go fast. So to write as I quickly as I'm getting information is not easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I cannot share with you what I "saw".  But I can tell you that previously this person has seen to other card readers and what I "saw". So had they. My husband told me what he knew about the previous card readings and how I had also seen what the client's card readings had. My husband waited about an hour after we talked about it and called his friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friend validated what I saw about him that had already happened and is anxiously waiting for the outcome of what I saw for his the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-1683881085823022414?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/1683881085823022414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=1683881085823022414' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/1683881085823022414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/1683881085823022414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2008/06/photo-readings.html' title='Photo readings'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-2323083446820916537</id><published>2008-05-30T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T09:39:13.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fearless Coach - Carol</title><content type='html'>I went into the meeting place and took a sit. Very excited my first meeting at the JVP Mediumship level 2 class. I flew all the way to New York. Took 3 planes and a car to get to the Rhinebeck Campus. &lt;br /&gt;I met Carol and now I would like to share her with all of you. I am recalling this Carol so correct me if you remember it differently. She was energetic and very friendly. Her energy attracted alot of us to her. &lt;br /&gt;We were in the same group but not partners unfortunately. Saturday evening, her and I went to another gal, Debbie's room. Who wasn't a medium, but recorded spirit voices. Debbie has been on Maury Povich. Carol had communicated with a fireman from the 911 tragedy on several occasions. So when it was Carol's turn to speak to a spirit. Yes Debbie recorded spirit voices!! Carol spoke to her fireman! He came through trying to sing a song. Incredible, do you remember that Carol? I remember scarying myself to death too and walking back to my cabin at night it was so dark. But what an great trip it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the last day of this incredible weekend. Carol and I decided we needed to keep in touch with everyone in the group and created a group called Mediums R us. &lt;br /&gt;I hope to bring you, my readers many of the practicing mediums from that group and their stories.&lt;br /&gt;I've posted Carol's link under the Mediums R US on my blog. But here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.askaspirit.com"&gt;http://www.askaspirit.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SEDIjpk59OI/AAAAAAAAAHw/L75UZKfWbtU/s1600-h/jvpandcarol3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SEDIjpk59OI/AAAAAAAAAHw/L75UZKfWbtU/s320/jvpandcarol3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206381684021916898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Photo - James Van Praagh and Fearless Coach Carol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-2323083446820916537?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/2323083446820916537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=2323083446820916537' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2323083446820916537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2323083446820916537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2008/05/fearless-coach-carol.html' title='Fearless Coach - Carol'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/SEDIjpk59OI/AAAAAAAAAHw/L75UZKfWbtU/s72-c/jvpandcarol3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-2184059585712304132</id><published>2008-05-28T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T20:50:58.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mediums R Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s33.photobucket.com/albums/d97/hija4designs/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN3065-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d97/hija4designs/DSCN3065-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In October 2006 I completed my 2nd level of Mediumship with my instructor James Van Praagh and appx. 80 other students.&lt;br /&gt;It was 3 days spent at the Omega Institute at the Rhinebeck Campus in New York.&lt;br /&gt;I kept a journal of that trip. I am looking over it and would like to share.&lt;br /&gt;*Properly grounded use the white light.&lt;br /&gt;*Use your cords.&lt;br /&gt;*Run the energy through chakras.&lt;br /&gt;*Protect yourself&lt;br /&gt;*Connect to your guides&lt;br /&gt;*Go to your sacred space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use your power to amplify, to hear, see &amp;amp; feel more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I invited many of my friends from that phenomenal weekend to visit my blog. I look forward to their comments and yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s33.photobucket.com/albums/d97/hija4designs/?action=view&amp;current=DSCN3108-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i33.photobucket.com/albums/d97/hija4designs/DSCN3108-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; photo Me and James Van Praagh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-2184059585712304132?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/2184059585712304132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=2184059585712304132' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2184059585712304132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/2184059585712304132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2008/05/mediums-r-us.html' title='Mediums R Us'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-5046061214326313857</id><published>2008-05-25T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T20:59:17.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you tell me</title><content type='html'>I get this question alot? Another question, “Can you tell me? or  “Do you see anyone around me?” People who know about me will share that Uncle Bill just passed away. Can you see him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is part of who I am. But not all of who I am. I “see”. Doesn’t everyone? Sure but they call it a coincidence or a wierd experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may label it anything you would like, I call myself a “Seer”. I see and feel your energy and energies around you.  I don’t need to talk to you or see you in person in order to do this. I actually prefer using Yahoo IM. I can do it face to face or on the phone. I get images in my head or hear words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a very interesting and amazing gift and I know many do not believe and that is okay. I don’t believe in a lot of stuff either. I am not here to prove to you or convince you. I am only here to share with you and vice of versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those that know me and would like to share our story. I invite you to do so. If you would prefer to share your story but remain anonymous that is okay too. No rules!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-5046061214326313857?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/5046061214326313857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=5046061214326313857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/5046061214326313857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/5046061214326313857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2008/05/can-you-tell-me.html' title='Can you tell me'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339415916097730725.post-8613167403989039560</id><published>2008-05-23T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T19:29:27.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>See</title><content type='html'>Can you "see" what I see?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339415916097730725-8613167403989039560?l=raquelcamaral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/feeds/8613167403989039560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5339415916097730725&amp;postID=8613167403989039560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/8613167403989039560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5339415916097730725/posts/default/8613167403989039560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raquelcamaral.blogspot.com/2008/05/see.html' title='See'/><author><name>raquel roysdon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04468349239516180829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eGjFH7YoODU/R_Wex4PhZFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/4J9Ypt1-2oQ/S220/hr1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
