Awaking from a dream around 2am this morning I had a visit from two dead loved ones, my grandmother on my mother’s side, whom I never knew, and my “aunt” Maureen who was my grandmother’s, brothers, second wife. Her best friend.

Before I woke up, I remembered the last part of my dream. Myself being at my desk at work and the other paralegal walking up to me with a large manilla envelope. “Copies of the death certificate” she said with a smile. Then I woke up, to three loud knocks on my bedroom door. Like, my REAL bedroom door….In my apartment.
I froze, my TwinFlame coming to mind for a millisecond. But A.) he doesn’t have a key to my apartment and B.) that’s a Ludacris thought, that he would be there in the middle of the night….so I just laid there for a moment. I was a little frightened….in a curious way. The problem with being “open” is that, well your OPEN. And I forget, and don’t do the best job of, remembering to say protection mantras. To remind spirit, that I will ONLY allow beings of the highest light and vibration in my energy. Immediately I called upon Archangel Michael to surround me in a light of protection and started repeating to myself “I only allow beings of divine light; I only allow beings of divine light and for my greatest good. I am protected. I am protected. I am protected…”

Laying there I could feel the denseness creep in. This is how I know, or have come to learn, that there is a spirit or energy trying to make itself known. I can Feel the air get, dense. How I would imagine it on a different planet, almost. Thats how it is for me. Some people who are InTouch with the other side experience chills, I feel….weight. Like the atmosphere has changed. Its quite hard to describe, so my apologies if I’m really butchering this. Something entering the space that was not there before, causing a heaviness in energy. A very apparent shift. Especially in the wee hours of the morning. The veil is thin between 1-3 am and its been a thing of mine for the last 6mos or so, to be reached out to, anywhere in between. Sometimes its just my astral body (my soul self) Re Entering my physical from its travels while I’m in dream state. Wakes me up. Sometimes crazy shit happens. As you know from some of my previous posts.
Like this morning.

I roll over and wait. My eyes closed; I remind myself, I am protected. I speak to whatever or whoever this is, as at this point, I don’t know, I just feel presence, and say ” I know you’re here. Who are you? What do you need.”? And I wait some more. Laying there with my eyes closed, again the weight in the room gets heavier and starts to move about. Moving from my bedroom door, closer. Then, clairaudiently, “Hello Dear” and I see my grandmother in my mind’s eye next to my bed. Feeling her energy standing there. I was a little surprised because of all people, we don’t have a close relationship in the 5d. She was the one whom I always felt like I wanted to “connect” to as a child, her being dead, but I have found it odd she has stayed quiet for me, essentially, since being “Open”. But there she was. “Grandma? Hi…..Um, do you have something I need to know?” She chuckles and then Maureen enters in all her glory.

Maureen was a vibrant woman in her physical existence. I loved being in her presence growing up. I didn’t get to be around her often but would always anticipate seeing her. She, being my dead grandma’s best friend, was like a second grandma too me. She adored my mother, and looked after her emotional state after her mother, my grandmother’s, death when my mom would have been probably late twenties? I’m not going to do the math, but I was around 3 years old when the suicide happened. Maureen was out there…. loud, wore vibrant colors, always had Indian and spiritual stuff around and wore a lot of turquoise. I loved her very much. I have so many fond memories of the farm in Kansas, riding horses, climbing trees, tire swings and being with my Kansas City “tribe” a few times a year.

Both women, in spirit are next to my bed. “Hi Honey!” Maureen says. My Grandmother, Joy, seems reserved. Maureen, not so much, as her usual if she were alive in the physical still. Her normal self. “What, are you guys doing here?” I ask.
Maureen- “Well, we know you’ve been feeling alone, so we came to keep you company!”
Me- “At 2am? Seriously?…..(sigh) Maureen is just standing there tickled with a giant smile plastered on her face. Joy is hesitant to speak.
Maureen- “Now, we don’t want you worrying about your Mother honey. We are taking care of everything. Its all going to be alright, dontchu worry. Worrying doesn’t help a damn thing. Look at you! We are all so proud of you!”
Me- grumbling “If I’m not alone, and you’re saying you’re with me. Show me. How do I know. Because see, You SEE I AM alone, right? I AM alone.”
Maureen- ” Well, its turquoise for me, honey you know that. When you see the color turquoise or jewelry, you know I’m around. But I can be here whenever you need me you know that!”
Joy- “Basketball.”
Me-“What?”
Joy- “Remember on Sunday, you took the Boys to the park. They ran off to play and you were there alone on the court. Practicing, in your thoughts. You weren’t alone. If you don’t remember, I was one hell of a basketball player, back in my day.”
She smiles for the first time at me and clairvoyantly I’m taken to seeing her in high school, all those years ago, on the court. Happy. Elbowing and boxing out the other girls on the opposing team. Dribbling down to score, smiling.

And then, they’re gone. The energy in my bedroom lightens and its very still and quiet. I drift back to sleep eventually. How I knew what she looked like back then, I can’t tell you. I had never seen a picture of her that young. I haven’t seen a lot of pictures of her, ever, really. If you want confirmation, you just have to ask, I guess. And if you need support or do feel alone, your ancestors and guides are there for you. Whether you realize it at the time or not.

Love & Light
Kelsey