Timing is everything

I looked up just as Alex was squeezing the Nair onto his hand, about to wash his face with it. Ok, people will say, "Why was it in his reach?" I know, ok. The next question is, "Why after a month, would you enter this in your psychic blog?" This blog is about revelations. When I have those ah ha moments and realize there's more here than meets the eye. Those times when it hits me so hard, I don't doubt at all. Well, this is one of those times.

We were kicking back, getting ready for bed-time (me and the kids). I had a vision (details coming) and then a thought. It'd been a couple of hours since the above incident and I realized, something made me look up at Alex right when I needed to. I was extremely fortunate (dare I say "lucky") that I looked up when I did. Well, I don't believe in that, so - what did make me look up when I did? Alex and Andy were playing in the bath, like they usually do, I don't keep a hawk-eye on them, I'm usually folding clothes or showering or multi-tasking. My type-a personality doesn't allow for sitting and watching kids playing in the tub... They're always in ear-shot, not always in my sight... but tonight they were, and tonight, for some reason when Alex grabbed the Nair it really caught my attention, just in time. I can't think what would have happened if it met his eyes, but his hand was on a bee line for his face. Who saved Alex? It wasn't me, I was only the physical manifestation of this action. This wasn't what I was thinking at the time. My thoughts were more along the lines of holey cow! I better get some ice for his hands etc... And then of course "how could I be so stupid to leave that out?"

After the excitement Andy, Alex and I were watching a DVD and I had my Tarot cards out. I've been meaning to take them out for days, but today they actually fell off the shelf when I was putting something else away. (hello ??? are you listening to your guides???) So I brought them to my room, where we were watching the DVD, thinking I'd play with them after the kids go to bed. Andy asked if he could play with them, so I explained they were special and he couldn't damage them, but he could play with them under my supervision.

Andy's never seen me do a Tarot reading, he doesn't know how the cards work (at least not from being taught by us). He pulls one card from the deck (10 of wands) hands it to me and asks me what it means and points to my Tarot book. How does a five year old know the card he pulled has a meaning? So I look it up for him and then he says to me, "Now you pull one." I swear I've never done this kind of thing around him! I'm fairly impressed with this intuitive behavior. He then proceeds to go through every card in the deck, asking me occasionally to pull a card. I only read one or two definitions from the book because the descriptions are really meaningless (generic interpretations). As he's going through the deck he's looking at all the cards, loves the major arcana. He stops on the five of cups and shows me the card and says "He looks really sad." Andy doesn't need the book to read the cards :-) I happily explain some of the other more interesting cards he's turning over, like "The Hanged Man" and "The Tower". He's really interested and refused to go to bed until he had turned over and looked at every card.

While he was playing with the cards, I glanced up quickly to look over at him and just above the cards on the bed I had a glimpse of a face. This was not a face on the cards. It was a woman's face. I will refrain from describing her because I think I've been influenced by other psychics who have seen a woman guide around me. I will wait to see if I see her again before I comment. I was temporarily shocked, did a double take and of course it was gone.

Just to be clear, it wasn't some kind of background image, or reflection. The cards were on the blue bedsheet, one foot from my face. There was nothing there. That was when it hit me that I didn't catch Alex in the nick of time, I was instructed to look over and it's a good thing my subconscious was listening.