Spirit intervention at the locker

~ Karin ~ 4 Comments

The forces behind the veil can use many different means to guide us. This is a story about how they meddled with the electronics to influence events.

I work part time in the corporate world. And in spring of 2023, the Corona pandemic situation became better and our department at work was told to go back to the office for the very moderate amount of one day every other week.

Our department is located in a new building now where there are not enough places for everyone anymore and therefore the sub-teams have to come in in shifts. One group only on Tuesdays, another one on Wednesdays and so on.

That also means we cannot store our personal stuff at our desk anymore but instead we have to put it into a locker when we are not in the office.

In March 2023, I packed my stuff which I needed for the office. It felt like packing for a vacation trip. Not only did I have to take care of having the technical stuff at the office like keyboard, mouse, headset etc, but I also needed clothes for changing since I planned to bike there again. So, I ended up with three large bags of stuff and hoped they would fit into a locker.

My husband was so kind to drive me to the office by car with all the stuff before the first day so that I could find a free locker and have everything already available when I would come into the office the first day by bike.

Before we were going into the office, I asked spirit to please make sure that there would be still a free locker available for me and also that it would be the best locker in the sense that it was large enough and located somewhere where I wouldn’t have a long way to walk to get my stuff (because my feet hurt from the rheumatoid arthritis).

There were white lockers right at the entrance in the lobby and black lockers with a longer way to walk to them.
I had been told to use a black locker and had also been informed about the procedure to operate them.
It was not as easy as at the swimming pool where one had to just insert a coin and then turn the key. Here, it was much more technically complicated or sophisticated.

I asked my husband to help me with operating the locker so that I didn’t mess up anything with this procedure.

I put my badge to the central cockpit screen of the black lockers and chose “open new locker” on the display.
And then the screen said “open your locker with number <blank>” .


But where was the number of the locker I was supposed to open?

My husband and I were staring at the screen. We both could not see a number in the large blue dot on the screen.
I tried for about five times. Always the same result. No number was displayed.

I was steaming with frustration and anger. Here I was with all my stuff. Three bags. I would not be able to transport them on my bike from home to the office. And my husband had taken time off work to drive me there by car. And now the lockers did not work. But I desperately needed to store my stuff at the office – RIGHT NOW.
WTF was going on?!

After we had given up, we went outside to the white lockers right in the lobby of the building. Maybe they would work.

Just then, a colleague walked by and I asked him to help me with how to open one of the white lockers (who worked in a different way). He stayed patiently and helped me find a white locker which was still free (not easy at all) and also showed me how to open and close it (also quite tricky).

All my stuff fit into the white locker. What a relief!

About a week later, when I had my first day at the new office, I tried to open one of the black lockers again because I wanted to find out whether I needed to report the malfunction. And this time, there was a number displayed. No error anymore. How come it didn’t show me a number the first time when I tried it?

Here is how I made sense of this afterwards:
Even though I was originally told to use a black locker, the white ones have several advantages. They are close to the entrance and closer to our office. In addition, they have a hole in the door which enables a bit of air circulation. The black lockers are completely closed and I figured I might have ended up with mold when I would leave something a bit damp or wet in there for two weeks (like my teapot or so).

So, I believe the fact that mysteriously no number was displayed when my husband and I tried to operate the black lockers and the subsequent chance encounter with my colleague was an intervention by spirit in order to get me to use a white locker. After all, I had prayed to get support in finding a good locker and that prayer was answered.

A sign from our deceased pet

~ Karin ~ 4 Comments

Sometimes deceased loved ones can send us signs of connection as a message that all is well. This is a story about a sign from a deceased pet.

During the time period from 2011 to 2023, we had three male budgies. We bought them because our older son wished for a pet so badly. A dog would have been too much work for me. But I could settle for budgies because I had had several ones myself when I was a kid.

We enjoyed them a lot. At first, they were quite shy. But with much patience, we managed to tame them so that it was a joy to play with them.

They loved to take a bath and were absolutely crazy about fresh basil in the water. When I put basil leaves into their drinking water, they would try to squeeze themselves into their small water cups in order to bathe in the basil. I wondered whether fresh basil is to budgies what catnip is to cats.

There also was a period of time when they started trying to mate with our hands (very cute) and then giving us fervent love bites (also cute, but ouch!).

We loved learning budgie language. Even though they never learned to speak human language, it was amazing to see how many different meanings can be conveyed by different sounds. There was the loud morning ‘competition singing’. There was a different sort of ecstatic, enchanted budgie song for conveying how much they love life. There was a short call for ‘hello’ and another one for ‘Come here!’. Then there was tired mumbling. And there were at least three different sounds for angry complaints (like ‘Where is our dinner?’ or ‘Take your claw off my wing!’).

We enjoyed seeing their different personalities. There was Quatschi (meaning ‘Chatty’) who was the calm and polite one. And there was Schlumpfi (which means ‘Little Smurf’ or ‘Smurfy’), the overly joyous and smart one who was super agile, somewhat intrusive, and restless which made me think he had hyperthyroid function or so. Both of them died already before 2023. And then there was Knöpfchen (meaning ‘Little Button’), the fearful, defensive, more introverted one who was rather not so polite when he wanted to defend his boundaries. But we eventually managed to tame him, too, so that he even enjoyed head scratches.

Budgie Knöpfchen died on April 25, 2023 after a short illness and we miss him. No more pets to love and cuddle after almost 12 years.

I wondered whether I would get a good bye sign from him. The previous one who had died (Schlumpfi, the smart and joyous one) had appeared to me in a dream on the day after his death. What would Knöpfchen come up with?

On the day after Knöpfchen’s transition, I let fresh air into the all the rooms of the first floor of our house as I usually do each day. When I came back to close the door to the balcony of my older son (who was the ‘daddy’ to our budgies) there was a white pigeon on the balustrade of the balcony, just looking at me curiously. It didn’t fly away. I stopped in my tracks and started talking to it in a soft voice acknowledging that it was a sign from our deceased budgie. As long as I talked, it sat still and just looked at me. But when I moved, it flew away.

I thought, too bad that I wasn’t able to take a picture of it. But then an hour later, I saw it again, this time all by itself again in front of my kitchen window. I went outside and was able to get quite close and take a picture without scaring it away.

You might wonder why this white pigeon is so special. There is a large flock of maybe 100-200 pigeons around here at the field where I take my walks, which is close to our house. And there is only a single white one among them. That single white pigeon had already visited me once at another time (back around 2022) in an unusual manner. And here it was again, on the day after the death of our last budgie. (I have no proof that both pigeons are one and the same, of course, and that this one is the single one from the flock at the field. I just guess that they are the same because usually there is no white pigeon here where the houses are. All the other pigeons here are usually grey.) This white one seemed synchronistic and more than a mere coincidence and I interpreted it as Knöpfchen’s way of saying, ‘All is well.’

Metatron’s cucumber

~ Karin ~ 5 Comments

Sometimes, working in the kitchen can be interesting.
This cucumber vaguely reminded me of Metatron’s cube (which is actually a three-dimensional object, but below I have copied a two-dimensional drawing.)

I never noticed this before. Maybe it was triggered by the three tiny holes in the cucumber.

This has become kind of a sign for me now. Recently, I saw a slice of fresh cucumber in an unusual place. It was lying at the side of the street. I interpreted it as Metatron waving ‘hello’ and tuned in to ask whether he had a message for me.

For me, Metatron has special significance because he was the archangel who was in charge of the 6 months channeling class which I took with Lisa Wechtenhiser in 2021.

The resting place – a story about gaining trust in the inner voice

~ Karin ~ 2 Comments

Getting guidance via the inner voice can be a challenge for me because I tend to question “Did I really hear this? Or did I make this up?” Here, I want to share a story about gaining more trust in the inner voice.

The channeling homework

In 2021, I participated in a 6 months channeling class with Lisa Wechtenhiser. One of the homework tasks in June 2021 was to record a video channeling with messsages which our chosen divine being ( – in my case Archangel Michael – ) would share with the other participants in the class.

The video had to be 7 minutes long. What on earth would I talk about freely for 7 minutes while in front of the camera? I found that task extremely challenging and fear inducing and tensed up about it. (And we had to do not just one of these videos, but four. All about different topics and ranging in length from 5 minutes to 15 minutes).

Regarding the homework, I knew I wouldn’t be able to channel while sitting nervously in front of the camera. So, I took a walk around the fields, which is one of my favorite methods of relaxation, and tried to receive some messages.

I was a bit grumpy inside. Like, ‘I am sure I will not hear anything for this darn homework assignment! Poor me. What’s the point? Why even try?’

But then a little voice inside my mind said,

‘Why are you so sure that you can’t hear me when you haven’t even tried?‘

Oh, where did that come from? Okay, so maybe I just needed to keep an open mind and try.

I didn’t really hear an inner voice during the walk. It was more like getting the message from my inner guidance for myself that I needed to keep walking.

‘Keep walking‘ and ‘I’ll walk with you‘ ,

these were the statements that were always reiterated. Even though every step was painful due to the rheumatoid arthritis, I needed to keep going forward. In a physical sense and in a metaphorical sense.

What also came through was that we are never alone and always have company from the spirit realm on the journey. And we should’t forget to ask for assistance.

And then the channeling attempts were all about seeing things outside and taking them as messages or metaphors. So, I thought about the metaphors of everything along my way. The growth cycles of the trees, for example. The blossoms, bringing fruit, and then the phase of rest. And how that relates to our own lives.

Did Archangel Michael really talk to me about nature’s cycles? I have no idea. But I put it into the homework anyway because we were supposed to do it for certain length of time and I needed to fill time.

Then, I saw a fresh apple lying at the side along my way. It was not one of the apple trees here, but it was a fresh, bright green Granny Smith apple. How amazing and unusual. Normally, I didn’t find fresh fruit lying on the ground here.

I didn’t pick it up. But I thought about what a synchronicity that was since I was indeed short on apples in our frigde. And I could have picked it up as a gift. I interpreted it as a sign that I was always well taken care of and put that message into the channeling homework, too.

Next, I thought about how I had heard a crow barking like a dog at that place recently. And how that sounded funny and had pulled me out of a sad mood. So, I translated that experience into the following message:

‘If you are sad, I will send a crow which barks like a dog to put a smile on your face.’

When I went further, I came to a field where the wind was blowing through green barley. The sun came out and the barley made waves in the wind . I looked like waves on an ocean. A beautiful sight.

I thought how this would translate into words for the channeled homework message. Probably something like

‘I caress you with the sun and ruffle the hair of the earth with the wind.’

Even though my inner critic came out and said ‘Whoa, now we are going to wax lyrical about it’, I still kept it that way because the moment was truly beautiful.

Then I saw grey clouds to the left and the right and was wondering whether I would get home dry. But I did.
And then I translated that experience into

‘Don’t worry, I can part the clouds for you and make sure that you get home dry.‘

Then I went home and sat down in front of the camera to record my channeling homework video by basically repeating what I had just received during the walk before. It worked. I managed to speak freely for more than 7 minutes – with lots of repetitions and long moments of silence, though. But boy was it an awkward experience!

I struggled with this. Was this really valid channeling? Wasn’t I cheating because I was unable to do it freely in front of the camera without any preparation? And in addition, I didn’t really hear an inner voice most of the time. I just translated the experiences into messages. Was this valid? My my inner Officer of the Department of Doubt and Discernment was having a field day.

Towards the end of the recording session of the channeling, a surprising message dropped in, this time rather spontaneously.

‘And if you are hungry, I will provide a resting place along the way, make sure that the weather is fine and that you have something to eat. I fill your cup.‘

I was surprised about what just escaped my mouth. Where did that come from? Was Archangel Michael going to build another bench plus a table as a picnic place for me? Probably not. But I had said it anyway.

But then something happened which reminded me of that sentence again and which also restored trust that maybe I might not have made all the stuff up, but maybe I had received the messages correctly.

The fallen tree

Much to my surprise, a few weeks after I had done the channeling homework, we had a storm and an old tree at the corner of the field fell down. It must have been already rotten inside so that it could not withstand the storm.

Then the farmer hauled the tree to the side of the field (see picture below). And there, it served as the bench that Archangel Michael would provide as a resting place as the channeling had promised.

The location was perfect for my walk around the field since it was placed about half way. And nobody seemed to use it except me. The other people only used the real benches. And if the other benches were occupied but I needed to sit down to rest my legs and feet which had pain from rheumatoid arthitis, then I was very grateful to have this lying tree just for myself.

It was not just a place to rest when exhausted. It was also a place to rest when hungry, as it said in the channeling. Because prune trees were growing around that fallen tree.

The carving

A while later, I sat on another (real) bench along the field when I saw someone drive by on his bicycle. I looked at the brand of the bike and it said ‘Carver’.

I had never seen that bike brand before around here and thought maybe there was a message in that. Maybe I needed to pay attention to something. But what? I decided to look closer at the woodworm carving marks in the fallen tree.

So, when I sat down later on the fallen tree and as I glanced over the large amount of woodworm marks on it, I saw something special. It looked like an angel. A head, then a body with a long gown, two wings, and a sword. Seeing something resembling and angel alone would be awesome enough, but the sword pointed me to Archangel Michael. And that was the guide with whom I had been supposed to do this channeling exercise. Interpreting something into these carvings is very subjective, of course, like seeing images in clouds. Certainly, someone else might have seen something different. But for me it was meaningful.

So, even though that whole homework channeling exercise felt somehow forced and awkward and like I was making it all up, that chain of events with the sentence ‘When you are hungry, I will provide a resting place‘ and the fallen tree helped me to gain trust in the inner voice.

So maybe in my case, that is the way to go with attempts to channel. I can just start with something. Just start talking or writing even if it feels made up. And then at some point some message may slip in which might be surprising but turn out to be true later.