In 2012, I started a spiritual journal documenting my spiritual experiences

in the physical world, in meditation and in my dreams.

I also included entries of readings I have had.

I would like to share a some entries with you.



5/30/12

My lower back was aching so I decided lie down to meditate.

I visualized my body surrounded by green light which is the color for

Archangel Raphael, the Chief Healer. I focused my attention on my lower back

asking for healing. I had drifted off to sleep but awakened briefly to turn on my side.

As I turned, I felt the warmth of a hand on my lower back and then a push.

My back snapped back into alignment. I thanked Archangel Raphael for the healing

and fell back asleep. When I awoke, I got up without any pain and thanked him again.




I have found through keeping my journal that sometimes you receive information in pieces and need to recognize there is a correlation in order to put the pieces together like a jigsaw puzzle.



9/22/12    

I was informed during a reading that I needed to go Cherokee, NC


10/27/12

In meditation, I saw a Native American Elder with long white hair, wearing a white fur and holding a staff. He was standing on a large rock overlooking the water that I was coming out of. I joined

him on the rock then found myself entering a teepee with a glowing fire.

I briefly came out of the meditative state because I physically felt the balls of my feet feeling like

they were on fire. Returning to my meditation, I saw myself walking over hot coals.

I passed the test to the other side then sat down across from the Elder and he painted symbols

on my chest. I then found myself back in the water from which I had came.


11/3/12

Upon arriving in Cherokee, NC , I went to the Cherokee Museum.

Inside I found a holographic exhibit. When the narrator who was a medicine man appeared I

stood in shock for a few minutes realizing that he was the Elder from my meditation.


3/23/13

I participated in a spirit guide exercise asking to be told the name of one of my spirit guides.

I saw a red rectangle then a bird formed from black mist and flew through it.

I thought Red Crow...Red Raven...Red Blackbird

I went with Red Raven.

Examples of

My Spiritual Experiences


ROBBIE KAYE

By John Cleary

(1936-2007)

     I later found out the holographic narrator in the exhibit is

Floyd "Red Crow" Westerman. (pictured)

     Years ago, I was involved in an accident when a semi rear ended the truck I was in entering a construction zone. The truck went off the road heading for a line of trees but the driver was able to regain control and get back on the road.

I thought to myself, "Whew that was a close one".

     That was premature thinking on my part because the semi tapped the rear of the truck again sending it across the passing lane and into the concrete

construction barrier. The angle of the impact sent the truck air born over

the barrier into the cab of a bulldozer on the other side.

The truck landed sandwiched between the dozer and the barrier.


     Somebody was watching over us that night because we walked away with a few bruises and minor abrasions...Divine Intervention.


12/5/15

I attended a Bazaar and Jewelry Trunk Show at Elements of Divine Wisdom, owned by my friend Lori McDaniel. Upon making my way to the back of the store to where the vendors were setting up, my friend Melissa Cleary popped out of the doorway into the hall and said "I was told to show this to you". It was a drawing of a that her husband John had  made. When I looked at it I felt chills and it immediately reminded me of someone. I handed it back to her and went to the front of the store. A little later I went back to look at the jewelry she had brought. While looking at it, I kept looking over at the artwork she had shown me earlier. A little later, I went back and told her that I needed to know how much it was because I knew I wasn't leaving without it.

I gave her a brief summary of the events that have taken place and showed her a picture of

Floyd "Red Crow" Westerman online and we both got tears in our eyes at the similarities.