AN EARTHQUAKE AND HURRICANE IRENE

I lived in California for a very long time and left the west coast in 1984. I went through the 1971 quake in Sherman Oaks when my children were young. The day before the quake I'd laid out my own tarot card spread and Key 16, THE TOWER, came up in the home with the Ace of Cups beside it, which often means the period of one day. I briefly wondered if we were going to have a shake-up in the home the next day, and we certainly did! The earthquake started shaking everything early the very next morning. We had a 40 foot swimming pool in the backyard. My son Mark was 9 at the time and he thought there had been a tidal wave when the water hit his bedroom wall. That earthquake shook 4 feet of water out of our 40 feet pool. 

When I moved to the East coast I thought I had escaped the prospect of experiencing more serious earthquakes. That's why it was a complete surprise when the 5.8 quake hit VIRGINIA last week. It took me a few seconds to realize what was happening when my building started swaying back and forth and shaking (I'm on the 11th floor in a condo highrise) and everything started rattling and rolling around. A few of my celebrity photos fell off the wall and some of the frames and glass broke. My computer monitor started shaking, so I was holding onto the monitor so that it wouldn't fall onto the floor and break. I wasn't thinking about myself. After all, whatever would I do without my computer monitor??? Neither of us broke, fortunately. But if that had been a 6.8 or higher quake I think the whole building would have come down with all of us in it!

Then there was news of HURRICANE IRENE going who knew where. So by Saturday the winds of the hurricane were blowing dirt all over my balcony patio. I had to bring in the furniture. And then, the washer and dryer died at the same time and the new dryer blew a circuit breaker out. And now I find out that I need a new circuit board for my condo. Plus, there's a plumbing problem at the same time with a leaking faucet under the sink. When disaster strikes it seems to come in numbers. The plumber and electrician will be back on Tuesday after the holiday is over. Talk about it being LABOR DAY. Gratefully, the hurricane did not do the damage to my building that it did in many other cities and states up and down the Atlantic seaboard with all the wind and enormous amounts of rain. 

More on Key 16 later!!! 

  

BITTERSWEET SUMMER - Paula's Story

My newly published novel is now on Amazon for $14.30, as well as from me (autographed) for $18 by media mail, $20 priority mail (all major credit cards accpeted), 6 x 9 paperback, 396 pages. Kindle: $7.99 and on Smashwords $7.99, with a 26% discount sale until August 1, 2011. These are the quotes from the book jacket:

1967 was known as the Summer of Love. Artist Paula Marlow never dreamed Jamie Remington would show up at her door. They met at her husband’s family reunion five years earlier when Jamie was fourteen—and pure lightning bolts shot straight through them both—with Paula still married to his Uncle Dan. And what about the Texas rancher Paula's best friend, actress Dana Scofield, brings into the mix?  Sometimes a woman has to accept the bitter with the sweet—during the bittersweet Summer of Love!

"Unrequited lust gets a second chance in this novel that sizzles hotter than the summer sun.  Two people learn that age is not a barrier when desire demands satisfaction.  Add to the heat another man who could hold the keys to a secure future. This book will keep you turning the page from the first word to the last."   Maggie Linton,  Program Director, Sirius XM Book Radio

The companion novel, SUMMER OF LOVE - Dana's Story, should be available by September on Kindle and Smashwords, $6.99.  The cover is presently being designed by the photographer who took the picture for the cover of BITTERSWEET SUMMER, Xavier Kohan, and will have the Hollywood sign in the picture. You meet Dana in BITTERSWEET SUMMER as Paula's best friend. 

I had a pleasant surprise this month when my memoir, COSMIC CONSPIRACY - Psychic to the Rich and Famous, was placed on Publishers Weekly PW Select list for July.  My memoir is on Amazon and related online bookstores for $17.90, or autographed from me and shipped for $18 by media mail or $20 priority mail. You can read reviews on all my books on my website:  www.patriciamclaine.com

For the rest of the month you will receive a FREE Meditation Tape or copy of THE RECYCLING OF ROSALIE with your reading. A list of various readings is available on my website as well.

I'm currently writing a zany novel called SENIOR SEX AT HILLSDALE GARDEN ASSISTED LIVING that I turned into a screenplay and is currently being read by Hollywood producers.

Today I'll be appearing on Blog Talk Radio: www.blogtalkradio.com/kozmickids/ at 3 pm EDT to be interviewed about my books. I'll also be giving free mini-readings on the show. The call in number is 714-202-8832, if you're interested!  

LIFE AFTER DEATH - Personal Experience

This is an email from a client about her usual experience with spirit contact:

 

In my early 20's I had a major love relationship with a beautiful but difficult Italian. Richard Angelo was a Vietnam Vet and terribly mentally wounded from events of that war. We met in D.C., and after a year, I moved to L.A. to try to end my longing for him as it was just too painful. There were some back and forth situations for many years. Finally, I made a clean break. He couldn't find me to make contact again.

 

Thirty years later and again living in Knoxville, I started thinking of him. For several weeks it almost drove me crazy. I would push the thoughts out of my mind as that painful chapter had ended long ago. However, I could not stop thinking: Is he okay? Did he marry? Is he happy and well?

 

One evening, as my mind filled with him, I said aloud and alone in my house: All right! All right!! I could not remember the area code for his hometown of Grand Rapids so I got the phone book and looked it up. I called information. He was not listed, but his father was. I made the call and his dad answered. When I told his dad it was me (he remembered me and was well into his 80's by then). I asked how Richard was doing. He started crying and I knew something had happened.

 

His mother took the phone and told me that Richard had died several weeks earlier. He was a heroin addict and his bodily organs had failed. She said he had never married. I thought it was sweet that she wanted me to know this. I gave her my address to send me the card from the Catholic Church with his name, birth and death dates. She also sent me a picture of him in his early thirties when he was healthy and requested that I call his sister. She said she had something spiritual to tell me.( my number is unlisted and I had not given it to her ).

 

I called his sister. She told me I was the signal that he was all right. Before he went into a coma they had brainstormed for a sign he would give from the Other Side. He said, "I will have Pattye call, as she hasn't called in thirty years." If I had called when he first came into my mind, it would have been just after his death. Because I resisted it was approximately two weeks after he died. This call touched his family deeply and helped them in their grief. 

 

A few days after our conversation I had a special dream. I still remember it vividly. There was a colorful party and Richard walked up to me. He embraced me and kissed me deeply. I looked at him and said, "Oh, Richard, why couldn't it have always been this way?" He just smiled as if he knew something I could not understand. I woke up. I felt so nourished and loved.  It was a nice thank you and a lovely hello.

 

Do you have an experience to share about an life after death experience. If so, please email me at pattie5588@yahoo.com and I'll be happy to include your experience in my blog! 703-373-7353 and my website is http://www.patriciamclaine.com/

LIFE AFTER DEATH - Do you believe?

Quite recently, my novel, THE RECYCLING OF ROSALIE, that I orginally wrote in 1975, and finally published in 1999 after my dear friend Susan Strasberg died, was just turned into a Kindle version on Amazon for $4.99. I'm selling the hard copies of the books I have left for $9.95 (5.5 x 8.5 paperback, 220 pages, original price $12.95). Plus, anyone interested in joining my email pattie5588@yahoo.com list and database may receive a free copy of the novel from me! What a deal! 

THE RECYCLING OF ROSALIE is a funny love story about life and love after death and reincarnation complete with astral workers, guardian angels, and a cosmic mother figure. Naturally, my story is an imaginative fantasy rendition of the Other Side with lots of humor. I started out writing stories in spiral notebooks by 5th grade, and as a senior in high school I wrote my first play, SIDNEY, a romantic comedy of the naive variety. The play won a contest in the Mormon Church, second place, and was later published by Eldridge Publishing. Royalties were received for several years, but the play has been out of print for quite a while now. I sometimes wonder if it is still produced by the young people in wards of the Mormon Church. The prize money was $220, which amounted to a month's salary when I was 19. I was thrilled at the time.

I may never have finished writing Rosalie if my good friend, actress Susan Strasberg, hadn't looked forward to each and every new chapter from April until October of 1975. There were three film options, the first in 1976, others in 1980 and 1986. There was more film interest in 1997. And more recently a Hollywood producer read my script. However, I'm still waiting for George Darius' prediction to come true that my story will be a "major motion picture." And the book would probably never have been published if Susan hadn't died in January 1999 when I thought she had been healed of her cancer. I actually decided I'd better publish my story before the Angel of Death came calling for me!

None of us really look forward to changing dimensions, either from this one to that one, or from that one back to this. Physicist Stephen Hawkings is in for quite a surprise when his brilliant mind finally convinces his soul to relinquish his sadly diseased body. In my opinion, he should go through some past life regression to discover the reasons for his extreme infirmity. He certainly has a brilliant mind that in some aspects is also crippled by a definite lack of cosmic consciousness. His spirit guides need to work on that! I'm talking about the recent article where Stephen claims that stories of life after death are simply fairy tales. Poor Stephen!  

I'm sure Stephen Hawkings would consider me to be quite insane, since I have lived my life as a clairvoyant, tarot reader, and astrologer making predictions for the future for thousands of individuals, in addition to tuning into their past lives as other personalites in a multitude of different cultures on this planet. Plus the fact that I have seen nature spirits, angels, and dead people who aren't really dead, of course. No one ever really dies, except to our dimension of awareness. Those on the Other Side may also, to an extent, miss those souls who reincarnate for another round on this magnificent though sometimes difficult planet. Life out of the body is known to be easier than life in the body. But this is the only place to realize your earthly hopes and dreams. You're not concerned about those things out of the body. Only on the planet do you have the opportunity to completely and totally screw up! Or not!

Throughout the years I have received both humorous and astonishing stories from my clients about predictions I have made in regard to the passing of a near and dear one. (Since I'm a Scorpio I tend to be very good at predicting death!) I told one Virginia client named Lyn of the possible passing of her elderly father this year, and it happened in March. It seems Lyn's father was very fond of his house and had often told his children that he planned to take the house with him when he died. Everyone humored the old gent. Then, lo and behold, on the evening of his actual death the house burned to the ground. So her father did, in fact, take the house with him! You might want to pay closer attention to the comments of the elders in your family. Those close to death are often more in touch with the future and the past.

The same week I did another reading for Lyn, another client named Emily in Tennessee had another reading and told me of the passing of her elderly father. I had predicted his possible passing in her reading in 2010. Emily had a magical experience about a week after her father's death. She has a rather large house and some small bird flew into the house and stared walking around. Emily wanted to get the bird out of the house without harming it, so she got a towel and hoped to catch the bird. Lo and behold, when she got near the bird it simply flew into her outstretched hands. To wit, she carried the bird out of the house and it flew away, but not before walking (not flying) up to the door it had originally entered by and taking a good long look at her. It was later that she realized her father had visited her in the form of the bird. But he never burned his house down, thank heavens!

After the transition (or passing) of my spiritual teacher, Ann Davies, in 1975, which actually happened in June while I was still writing THE RECYCLING OF ROSALIE, I attended her memorial service at the BOTA temple in Los Angeles. During the break, outside having a cigarette (quit 1980), there were different groups of people talking about Ann as this ornate white dove (or pigeon with curlecue feathers) started walking all around the people on the sidewalk. Later, socializing, many of us had noticed the fancy dove and we somehow knew it was Ann checking out what was being said about her by her students. 

In my memoir, COSMIC CONSPIRACY - Psychic to the Rich and Famous, (Amazon, 6 x 9 paperback, 418 pages, $17.90, Kindle $8.99) I have a chapter "The Angel of Death" where I discuss many strange and wonderful occurrences with regard to dear ones in the afterlife. Some clients have received white feathers, others rose petals, or coins from the dearly departed. One client always receives brand new copper pennies. I heard my mother call my name about 12 hours after her death when I was 21 and 7 and a half months pregnant with my daughter. I'm sure my mother has helped to look after her granddaughter and that she is very proud of Tomi's accomplishments. 

Please share your stories about your dearly departed. I know life is eternal and I pity those who have not yet seen the Light!  I'll have another story for you soon and it's really quite amazing ... from another client in Tennessee!       

     

BUILDERS OF THE ADYTUM

In terms of my early training with Builders of the Adytum, a Western Mystery school, I was already a professional tarot reader when I first attended the Temple of Holy Qabalah and Sacred Tarot one Thursday evening in 1970. Of course, I had only been doing readings less than five years. I had been making it a point to resist attending the temple or any other type of ‘organized religion’ at that time for years. However, I was immediately fascinated upon entering the one-story red brick building with all the very large, hand-painted tarot cards on the walls on both sides of the room up near the ceiling. I was also surprised to find the pillars of Key 2, The High Priestess, on the podium. You could definitely say my interests were piqued.

I was on my own that first evening. I knew absolutely no one else in the room when I found an empty seat in the third row. But that was the beginning of once again finding my true spiritual path and taking the first steps toward a major transformation of my consciousness in terms of my present incarnate personality. That night I found my ‘true teacher’ even though there was never much personal exchange between us for the next five years that Ann Davies remained on the planet as leader of the Order. After her passing in 1975 I frequently chastised myself for not having attended every single lecture she ever taught from that first night onward.

On that particular evening, however, I was totally surprised when Ann walked out onto the podium, for my chakras instantly became energized and pure energy shot up from my solar plexus all the way up to my Crown. The Crown Charka is actually about a foot or more above the head. This was an actual, powerful, physical sensation that instantly captured my full undivided attention. I sat up straight and paid close attention to every word Ann said that night. Needless to say, I was amazed and I continued to return to the Temple for the teachings, as well as signing up for the course of study that comes in the mail, the same as it does for all the members.  www.bota.org  If you are so inclined, please check it out.

I speak about this experience in my memoir, COSMIC CONSPIRACY – Psychic to the Rich and Famous, https://www.createspace.com/3475786, along with dozens of other personal cosmic events that were an important part of my journey up until the present time.  My work with the tarot is strongly influenced by the teachings of Ann Davies and Paul Foster Case. You can still purchase some of Ann’s lectures on tape (perhaps CDs these days) from the Builders of the Adytum. And those lectures are truly worthwhile.     

The Adytum is the Holy of Holies that each of us builds and sustains within our soul, which facilitates our spiritual evolution throughout the centuries.

ATOMIC SUICIDE

A man named Walter Russell, who established the University of Science and Philosophy in Waynesboro, Virginia, is written about in a small volume called, "The Man Who Tapped the Secrets of the Universe," which I read in the late 1970s. In fact, one cold winter's day, while doing readings for my DC area clients after appearing on the Panorama Show, a client named Ann Werner drove me to Swannanoa in Waynesboro to meet Walter's lovely white-haired widow, Lao Russell. The three of us sat before a roaring fire in her palatial mansion with its white marble floors, surrounded by many grand marble sculptures and enormous  paintings created after the style of the European masters by Walter, as Lao spoke about her amazing late husband who had passed in 1963. Walter had immediately recognized his "soul mate" the first time he heard the sound of her voice. And Lao had realized, that if she did indeed make that telephone call, her life was going to be totally changed forever--and it was.

Among Walter's magnificent artistic contributions was a large marble sculpture he had carved of Jesus, which is perhaps still displayed in his formal gardens near the Blueridge Parkway at Swannanoa not far from Waynesboro, Virginia.  

Walter Russell was an amazing man and he wrote several books. One of his quotes: "The glory of becoming a transcendent being is the only reason for living." And from Lao: "The topmost pinnacle--beyond which no man can go--is the illumination into cosmic consciousness."

An important book written by Walter Russel was called "ATOMIC SUICIDE" in which he explained that if we knew the WHY and WHAT of radioactivity we would not dare to use it. Please check out the books at http://www.philosophy.org/. ATOMIC SUICIDE is a book Tesla advised Walter Russell to bury for 1,000 years. It discusses the dangers of working with radioactive forces, which Russell calls "death," while the second part of the book deals with the science that Tesla said humanity was not ready for! Perhaps you are ready to raise your consciousness. Originally published in 1957, this worked united with Dr. Albert Schweitzer's appeal to the world to end nuclear testing.

The tragic circumstances of the mega-quake and horrific tsunami in Japan that damaged several nuclear power plants (with a total of 17 nuclear power plants in the country), which are presently endangering hundreds of thousands of human lives in that country with the possibility of radiation sickness and even death from a disease such as cancer. This fact poignantly reminds us all of the inherent dangers in dealing with nuclear power. There are earthquake fault zones near many of the nuclear power plants in various parts of the world, including the United States. There are also significant dangers that may result from earthquakes and volcanic eruptions all around the world during the remainder of this year and the next two years to come.

Nonetheless, let us all continue to send LIGHT to the people of Japan, both incarnate and recently discarnate, for life is an eternal journey. And yet, the fact remains that dealing with the horrendous difficulties of the moment must be a tremendous challenge for the people of Japan. "Do unto others as you would have them do unto you" were wise words spoken by the Master. Words for each of us to live by every single day!

Blessings to one and all!

Pattie  http://www.patriciamclaine.com/    

BACK IN THE LAND OF THE LIVING

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This is my memoir about my life in the realm of the paranormal. It's not a complete autobiography about my entire life, but is mainly about Pattie McLaine the psychic. You see I never planned to be a psychic or wanted to be a psychic in the first place. I have fought my work on the freaky fringe of society, kicking and screaming, for more than the past 44 years!  I published plays at the ages of 19 and 24 and I wanted to spend my life as a writer. Thus, here I am writing this blog, my other blog, my website, plus novels and plays and screenplays and tarot books. I'm really a natural born writer.

And I'm finally getting over this Vicious Virus that invaded my system and knocked me off my feet for an entire week. This one was a doozy that was both intestinal and respiratory. I'm still coughing. But I'm sure a whole lot better than I was.

If you happen to REVIEW books for a website, magazine, or newspaper, please send me an email at pattie5588@yahoo.com or call me at 703-373-7353 and I'll send you a press release and a copy of my memoir: 6 x 9 Trade Paperback, 418 pages, which is quite the page turner I'm told. In all honesty, I didn't live the life I planned to live, but as it turned out, it was a fairly interesting and unique life after all. I met Immortal Masters and lots of celebrities became my clients and some my friends. I traveled to many parts of the world, more often to work than to simply play and take in the sights. But wherever I went people seemed to want a reading about their life to see what was going to happen next.

I'm still giving readings: http://www.patriciamclaine.com/ Check out my Reading page. And on Sundays at 3 pm EST LIVE I have this Blog Talk Radio Show, Exploring the Paranormal with Pattie, where I do shows on my own and at times have interesting guests to speak on various aspect of the paranormal. All the past shows are still available at www.blogtalkradio.com/pattiemclaine and may be downloaded as MP3s for anytime listening.

Thanks for checking out my blog!

Pattie

  

THE VICIOUS VIRUS

 

This week the VICIOUS VIRUS attacked me when I wasn't expecting it at all. It took me totally by surprise, which viruses are prone to do it seems. A virus will very seldom warn you of their impending evil intent. And I had just been complimenting myself on the fact that I had escaped getting really sick this winter. The Vicious Virus was out to prove me WRONG! Of course, I'm feeling a bit better today or I wouldn't be starting a new blog, would I? I'm trying to get more into my head and ignore my aching muscles, the congestion in my chest, and my runny, sneezy nose. But that isn't really easy, all things considered.  I don't like being sick at all. Does anyone?

This virus is particularly vicious because it attacks the intestinal tract and the lungs at the same time. This is really sneaky and particularly vicious, if you ask me, and totally unfair. I've had a high fever, which is now waning considerably, that made me feel really, really miserable. Just a little fever can make a good day turn into a nighmare, as I'm sure you may already know from experience. I've been taking Vitamin C, Kyolic garlic capsules, Oregamax and every holistic remedy I know of. I've been sleeping a lot. When I'm really sick I can sleep 16 hours a day. It's my escape. You can't be aware of your aching muscles and burning up head when you're unconscious. And I always wake up feeling somewhat better. I'm looking forward to waking up without noticing anything out of order at all sometime really soon. 

However, every time I eat something I get a belly ache. And I've taken tons of acidolphilus. I've been drinking lots of black tea and green tea with honey. Did you know that honey is anti-virual and anti-bacterial? It is. So when you're "under the weather" use honey in your tea. 

Nonetheless, BEWARE THE VICIOUS VIRUS that seems to be lurking in strange, suspicious places. I don't know if someone on the elevator breathed or coughed on me when I wasn't looking. Or someone at the supermarket had germs on their hands before I used that cart. Or someone in the restaurant was a germ carrier when they took my order. These viruses can really be tricky and sneaky when it comes to invading a perfectly healthy immune system and wrecking havoc for far too many days. I mean...this is day 5 and I find that to be outrageous! I was too sick to work this week at all. And that is not a good thing. Psychics or writers do not get sick pay.

I will do more with this blog than rant about the VICIOUS VIRUS, I promise you. But be on the constant lookout and please wash your hands often, because this particular germ can really screw up your plans for an entire week! Be well. This is one you do NOT want to experience, trust me!