Da Juana Byrd

Today is Claude’s and my wedding anniversary. Until I married him, I wasn’t good with the marriage idea at all. Being married to your best friend might have something to do with that though.

 
Many years ago, won’t tell you how many, I got to know this man but would have nothing to do with him other than the passing hello. That was because I knew if we ever spent time together I would probably wind up marrying him. Since I had been married before, I really didn’t want to do it again. One good thing came from my prior marriage and that was a beautiful strawberry-blonde daughter. But the rest of the marriage, well let’s say I didn’t like it at all. So after my divorce, I didn’t think I ever wanted to do that again. And I didn’t for a few, now it seems so short, years.

 
An ex-priest introduced Claude and I years before he and I ever became an item. Even then it seemed that from that first introduction we were friends. Now, I realize to that he and I have spent past lives together, well maybe not together. You see that was one of the problems. We were supposed to be together in a past life, but like this life, I wasn’t sure about being married. The thing was that I left him and went with another. My Cancer husband didn’t forget it even though he didn’t have a memory of it at the time. So many items about our marriage seem to correlate to that past life.

 
Of course, Claude and I have had ups and downs just like any other marriage but it has been good. Just thought I would share with you today our anniversary.

 
Da Juana 

One of the reasons I am here on earth is to debunk, such an awful word, some ideas that other psychics might have. Don’t get me wrong. I think everyone has the right to have his or her own ideas and beliefs. That is not what I am saying. My point is this: I don’t think that some mediums discuss anything with dead people other than to tell a client the dead loved one’s message. That has never stopped me. While I have an open line, I keep asking questions to get to the heart of the matter. And I do so even while I am delivering the message for a loved one.

Another thing is that the dead loved ones generally come back to see me later. They are glad that I allow myself to be a conduit for personal information and also because I do question them about life on the other side. And they are willing to discuss anything and I do mean anything. I know. I ask. No subject is taboo. Before and since I had a near-death-experience in 1980, I have loads of questions. Not merely about what I saw over there either. Noooooooo! It is much more than that although many of my questions were answered immediately.

If you have ever been around me for any period of time, you have heard me talk about Jesus feeding his followers loaves and fishes. He did this for a very selfish reason. Once hunger is out of the way, people can listen. It doesn’t mean they will. It means, they can. So once the reading is out of the way and I have a live one on the phone, so to speak, I question.

When I died, I didn’t go through a tunnel. I was instantly in the light. There might have been a tunnel behind me but I was just too glad to be in the arms of God to turn around and look back. You know I call the other side home. Another item I knew, and knew before this time but it was reiterated, is very simple. Yet I have heard so many psychics tell others this, and it aggravates me to no end is, people need to go to the light after they die. Excuse me. Say what. I didn’t and every ghost I have spoken with since I have been born and I won’t tell you how long that is, hasn’t told me they had to either. And I asked. We are born into the light of God and when we die, it is only a rebirth into that same light. We are never without that wonderful light. Light being the spirit of God.

So now you have one of my little sermons. Will bring you more as I think of them but that one is a most blatant example. People are the same live and dead. The spirit always lives on.

Da Juana

Someone sent me a smiley face the other day. It had two words above it and those two words make me happy all day. It’s funny how words can create emotions. They can either make you happy or sad. Fortunately for me, these words were wonderful. They were simply, “Thank You.”

I was on cloud nine all day. And when I saw them again today in my in-box, it happened all over again. Most of the time, I work for compliments. Of course, I get paid for my readings but there are times that even those are given freely. The reason I do this is because I feel I should.

The words, “thank you,” were for our horoscopes. People are able to come to our site and get free scopes and most never say a word. But there are some people who have intentionally told us how wonderful and “right-on” they are.

Think I will keep that little smiley face in my in-box just so I can start each day feeling good.

Oh, and by the way, “Thank you.”

Da Juana

Today I did a radio show on the west coast. I really do love doing this show. The people are wonderful and the host is too. This morning, because of all the work I have going on now, you know, feeling as if you won’t get it finished, that sort of thing, I was very tired and I really didn’t want it to show. When I do radio or television, I really appreciate the people who tune in. They deserve the best of my attention and I try to focus on that.

I had some people call in to tell me that I had been right on in forecasting events in their lives. One woman told me that I had told her that a car accident would make her change her mind about what she thought. She recounted that she had asked if she would be hurt in the wreck and as I heard her say, “I didn’t say it was you, did I,” in a less than sweet voice, I remembered the event in my mind’s eye. Even down to the sound of it. It really didn’t sound nice. Then she shared how her brother and his beautiful wife had a motorcycle accident and it did make the whole family rethink their love of motorcycling.

That should have been enough to make my feeling tired vanish because when I am reading people it feels as if I am on a “high.” Sometimes it takes days to come down. But as tired as I have been, that high just didn’t kick in. That is until the last call, which I took off the air. I could barely hear her when she said her mother had died last Sunday from cancer. Before I understood what she was saying a dead woman was standing right in front of me. I described her to the caller and she said, “That’s my mother.” Then I went on to tell her what her mother had said.

After telling her, I heard from others over there, “You need to listen to that message.” And I thought, wasn’t it nice to end on this note. I love speaking with the other side and giving their messages to loved ones left here. That is what I am here for. And that one really made me feel better.

Da Juana

Lately, I feel as if I am running, working very hard and accomplishing things but I don’t seem to be making any headway. Now, I know that is human and that if I keep on then I will get it all done. I think.

It seems the more I do, the more that comes for me to do. Don’t think that I should complain though. Am very proud that I have work. But there is work and then there is worrrrrk. The kind that you love. And it seems the kind that I love is taking a backseat to the kind that I have to do.

And that got me to thinking. All we really have in life, besides the opportunity to learn, is time. What was that old song that I love to hear so much, “Time…ime…ime is on my side, Yes it is.” That one. You know they were right. But the human part of me says that I want to get caught up, do the work I love and be able to lie beside the pool some too. Oh, did I mention, I need to clean house and cook too. Well, I got time.

Da Juana