Da Juana Byrd

Got this and thought I might share with you too.

“Hello-so happy to find a website that will believe my daughter’s sightings. My daughter A Del just recently moved into a very old building about 8 months ago. Things have been going on from the first week. A is right near a boiler room, which regulates the heat and hot water. Her floor had to be replaced two times-due to water leaking underneath her floor. A could not live in there for over a month. My daughter is also renting a room to a friend-whom has a little three-year old boy-whom just saw a ghost in the over the week-end during the early morning. He did say to his father-he just saw a ghost walking past him. A couple of months ago A put a large painting up on the wall -but it fell down and would not stay there. Also-a few months ago my daughter’s friend-whom does horoscope readings and charts felt the ghost and did not like being there-would not return for any other visits. Please–A needs to know how to live with this ghost-or it could be more than one! The building A is in was an old factory and they have been developed into condos. Could you get back to us soon-A does not know how to approach the ghost-neither does her friend and son-is the ghost friendly or not ?????? Thank you for your time and knowledge.”

First, let me assure you that ghosts will only associate with like individuals. So unless your little three-year-old boy is an ax murderer at heart, you don’t have to worry about the ghosts. Sounds to me like the only thing your ghostly friends want is to be recognized. So if A will just acknowledge them and ask that they quit with the hyjinks, they probably will.

People generally fear what they are unused to. If you really want to learn about your daughter’s friends and mine, you can read my book, “Ghosts Talk.” I tried to write something that will help everyone learn about the other side.

Tell your daughter she is fine and probably a very good medium. They seem to like her. And we know the three-year-old is for now. I even address that in my book.

Da Juana

The animal world never ceases to amaze me. Today we had a little snake about three feet long and about an inch and a half in diameter slither across our front porch, look in the door and continue on around the house in the flower bed. When I saw him at the front door, I went scooting over to the window and tried to watch this beautiful green animal move around. I said hi to her and he told me he was a him although he was too pretty to be a him, I thought. Outside I went to watch him move. Since I was right on top of him, I could see how graceful he really is. He wasn’t too happy with my attention either. I guess since others might think he is a green copperhead as I have heard some of the neighbors say, that he might think I had real bad intentions for him. The neighbors also finished their statement off with, “You had better kill it.” That would make a little green snake a little leery of people, wouldn’t it?

I try never to kill an animal unless it is trying to harm my family. There is good reason for every animal to be here. God made it so. And although some of us animals go extinct, there is reason for that too. Snakes kill other snakes but they also eat bugs and on and on. You know the rest.

One tarantula I met would leave his burrow once a year to go meet with his mistress. He traveled the same way each year and I kinda got to know him. He was pretty wonderful. And you know what? Those little hairs on his back are stiff. They look soft but their not. He was mostly good about my touching him until I kept following him across the yard and he had to show me his lovely red fangs. Those things are big. Guess after I kept touching him, he thought I might be going to eat him. Just like the little snake, he preferred to being away from me rather than to fight. Wish more humans were like that. Instead of hurting others, they would just walk away but us humans are much more inhumane than that.

Da Juana

I have heard other psychics say that they can’t read for themselves. That has never been a problem for me, that is, until now. At least I think I am having a problem. But I still get little clues that I’m not. But, I wonder. I am so confused. And confusion is not something that I think a psychic should feel. My confusion comes from being out of control of my own life. Of course there are others involved in what my life is too.

For instance, some weeks ago, I heard, “Take some pictures of Mysti now.”

Well that set off alarms. I instantly asked, “Why,” and followed it up with, “She’s healthy. I know that she is twelve but she’s healthy. Maybe I am just feeling the fear from when her predecessor died. Muffin was twelve too.”

Again I hear, “Get the pictures now.”

This was on a Thursday or Friday. On Sunday, I was cutting Madeline’s and her toenails and bathing them. Mysti was on her back and I was examining her really well after I heard my message. That’s when I saw the bruising on her stomach. I knew. Generally, I am very good in those situations even though it is one of my babies. Up stairs I went to investigate on the web what I already knew. Horror stories abounded. I went back to what I know and asked my ghostly friends if she would be OK to wait until Monday to see her usual vet. The answer was yes. You know that outcome. Her platelet count was….well she didn’t have one but with the vet’s wisdom and vitamins, “C” and “K,” Mysti is doing well again.

The other side gave me the news so that I could do something to help her and we did. And this came at a time when I was questioning whether my ghostly friends were still talking with me and helping with my life situations. Yeah, I would see, hear and smell the occasional ghost but it was like I turned it off, sort of, even though I heard them telling me they were still here. And that I was the one with the problem.

I have been hearing other things lately and am trying to help again and to be very watchful of my baby’s health. And I thank God that the other side gives me these little warnings although I told them I didn’t want to hear any more about my husband’s after he had the stroke. I have since rescinded that statement too. I just have to know. It’s like Archie Bunker told Edith, “You have five minutes to go through menopause.” Of course I laughed at that but it left a lasting impression and I try to live by some of that in feeling sorry for myself. I give it five minutes and then I go on.

I like animal cards and for the past few weeks, the cards I have pulled state that I am in a state of confusion about my psychic ability as well as life on earth. Duh…….Boy did it hit me right. But it also states that I am about to come out of that confusion and be my old self with some new bonuses of experience, Yeah, that’s right, been through those lately, and it further states that I will be better for it. That’s the one thing that I do know. I am better for every experience, good or what I perceive to be bad. Even the bad can be good. Did I say that? Experience builds character. But just maybe, I feel that the last few years has given me more character than I really wanted. I’m beginning to like me where I am right now. Well except for………some things I want.

Da Juana

Claude and I have been friends for many years with an attorney that we met when he was working with Claude. This man is someone both of us love dearly and he has stayed in our lives over the years, though we may not speak often. I remember how we have changed politically over the years and this man has stayed the same. When we first got to know him, both of us thought he was rather liberal. We didn’t believe like him but we valued his opinion because you can always learn from differing ideas. Over the years, he has even managed to change our minds a few times.

Yesterday or the day before, he sent me an email. It went something like this, when a car company moves to Mexico, it’s called a free market. When a toy company sources out to a Chinese company, again it is called a free market. As you can see, there are many other ways to call what is happening a free market, and I mostly agree with a free market but I also think that America is becoming a service center and we might wish one day that we had kept some of those companies close to home. The world is becoming a very small place and we are having some great growing pains to reach what I see coming eventually. Right now though, we will reap in the short term what we have sown. But back to my friend’s message.

The one thing that is not called a free market is when senior citizens buy drugs from Canada. What makes that different? If every thing else that is sourced out and bought over the internet or through other companies and is claimed to be a free market, why can’t we buy drugs from Canada at cheaper prices without being called Un-American? Is it because of the drug lobby here? This really doesn’t take a psychic.

I have been saying for years that I wish we really had some politicians that cared about our country, someone who wasn’t trying to line their pockets and someone who would buck the system when they thought something was not right. Do we have any more Abe Lincolns? And another thing. Take away the lobbyist so that our politicians aren’t motivated to be politicians. Well, that’s my soap box for the day.

Da Juana

Killdeers are some of my favorite birds. Hopefully I will have some when I find our new home. We have a family of them who nest and let us watch their families grow each year. They are wonderful little birds. I especially love the undying care the mother gives. She will put herself in harms way to protect her little ones.

If you know anything about Killdeers, it’s that they like walking around on the ground. They will fly but it takes something very special to make that happen. When a predator comes after a Killdeer baby, the mother puts herself in it’s path and pretends to have a broken wing. She waits until the predator is almost on her before she will fly away because she wants to make sure her babies are safe. How many human mothers do you know who would give up their life for their baby’s?

These little birds bring great joy while going about their own mundane lives. I thank God that I get a chance to see things such as this. This is truly the joy God meant for us to have.

Da Juana