Life is for the Living!

Friday January 24, 2014

I was having dinner with Jimmy the other night, we always update on what's happening in spook and we got on to the subject of readings. My friend Jimmy is a straight shooter, you can love him or hate him for it but you always know where you stand. He said, quite matter of factly; "Happy people don't have readings!"  It came back to me today and I began to wonder about that statement and then came today's Daily Spook.

It's true you know, if you are happy with your lot you tend not to think about what's coming in the future because the now is pretty darned good. If things aren't good I guess you are looking for reassurance that they are going to get better, or how to deal with it if they aren't. But seriously, why would you let someone like me (a medium) run your life? Get a hold of it yourself! I know that sounds like I am ungrateful for the opportunity and the revenue from readings, I'm not. As well as contributing to the household budget it really help me keep my radar pointy and along the way I believe I have done some good. 

Some readings I do just fill my heart, there is one special lady who P had something for her that I hope made the outlook more positive, there was even one woman who was so insistent she couldn't have children and yet my spooks said over and over that she would. Delivering that kind of message is special, giving someone hope and faith when they don't have much left in the tank. But have we become a little too reliant on spook instead of running our lives ourselves?

I know if I say "you are going to win lotto" (I never say that, it's just an example) there are those who will buy their ticket, sit back and relax and wait for it to happen. Nothing more needs to be done, the money is coming so just chill and plan how you will spend it. There are others who if I say, "Yes I feel there is a marriage around you" do the same. Sit back relax because they think it is preordained and so stop putting the effort into their relationship...which can be a foolish approach to take.

I guess the point that P raised this afternoon whilst we were chilling together is just because you have a reading, don't opt out. Don't sit in your recliner just waiting for things to happen because they say it will. Your spooks give you what is there for you now, but YOU still have to play a part in it. YOU still have to make it happen in the human world.

The other thing that sometimes concerns me are the "psychic junkies" as P calls them (because she was one God bless her!). Those who can't chose their sock colour without seeing a medium or asking for ethereal advice. This to me suggests there is more of an underlying issue. A fear of making our own decisions? Lack of self confidence. A fear that if we do things will go wrong or a general mistrust in others? Whatever it is, it's a human condition and NOT a spiritual one. I don't know because it varies on an individual basis, the reasons for such a driving need for someone else to run your life.  People, be brave and spook will be there for you but remember the human experience is yours to have and you have to have it. There is no back door for you to shimmy out of when things get tough and to be honest sometimes mediums do get it wrong; misinterpret; miss the point or not read the true meaning of the signs given to them.

I love reading. I love my spooks but we also have to have the same measure of faith and confidence in ourselves. If life deals you a bum steer, find it within you to get up again, dust yourself off and give it another go. Spook will reassure you when you need it but not every time because you are human and they are not. Don't wallow, it is what it is no matter how sad or traumatic. Go forward not backwards or stagnant. That is YOUR choice and spook can't help you if it is the choice YOU make. If you want to marry someone accept that if they don't love you it's not a healthy relationship and if they do, give it all you got! If you want a baby, try for one and be positive. Do you really want to know that you are NEVER going to have children? Would you be so traumatised hearing that you'd stop trying or become deeply depressed? Or would you think "Screw you, I'm still giving it my best effort"? Some people DO make decisions based on readings and I believe you can be "guided but not decided" by spook. 

Life! Go out and get it and your spooks will be there for you. Dump your laundry on their doorstep and wait for them to wash it for you and they will bin it and go onto someone else. Trust me. I'm telling it like it is!

Deja Spook!

January 23, 2014

I've been a bit tired lately, things are getting busier by the day. That's a good thing because I always find when I am tired I can connect better. I think it's because my fizzy brain can't overrule my spooky brain so easily! 

I like to interact on my facebook page and an interesting question came up the other day about deja vu. Deja vu is quite simply french for "already seen" but I am not sure if it was "discovered" by a Frenchman or whether "haven't I been here before at some point?" is just too much of a wordy mouthful! 

Anyway so as I always do I go off to find Arty and have a bit of a chat about it and I was quite surprised about the outcome of our discussions. Many people think deja vu is a remnant from a past life. I mused with Arty if that is the case if you, for example, go into someone's house and hang up your coat and think "Wow I feel like I have already done this!" how can it be a past life thing because the house and the friend, and probably the coat too weren't there in your last life?Past life theories are so hard to nail down because there is no proof. I don't do past life readings although there is part of a chapter in my book about how I asked my spooks about my past life and got more than I bargained for!

Anyway we definitely are not talking about past lives. Take it or leave it. What we are talking about is the disconnection of the spiritual and the human, albeit momentarily. Everyone loves to use the spiritual for the predictive. So what if your human self and your spooky self split for a second and you have an accidental peek into a future situation? Albeit really mundane, only seconds away? Probably the most boring explanation possible, but that's it.

Being drawn to places and feeling like you have been there is a totally different and more complex thing. That is about a sense from the spiritual self, the shards of a memory perhaps or just a familiarity. I know that I have lived in certain houses and towns and never really felt any sense of belonging or being "at home." Yes there are other places that I immediately feel at ease with. It's generally not a feeling of "I've been here before" though more like a feeling of familiarity and comfort, and as I said totally different to deja vu.

Sorry the explanation wasn't more complex but for once I get what Arty is talking about straight up! Not everything about spook is scientifically impossible to understand, sometimes it really is that straight forward! 

Glad You Came...

Saturday January 18, 2014

Some days it's a good time to just reflect. You know stop the whirring of the human life engine and think a little. I did that today it started early this morning and my pensive mood continued on the two hour drive home. Always when I drive I talk with my spooks, they are an integral part of my life. Tracey and I can be talking and a spook will interject, or I will get something and I will bring it into the conversation naturally. It's how I live and my life would not be the same without them. They aren't just "over there" so I can drag them out when the need arises, they are part of who I am.

Arty is my mentor, but also a father figure (my mother wasn't that crash hot on picking Daddy's for me!) sometimes when I meditate or I feel him I will let my spiritual self wander off and sit with him. I love the smell of brandy, tweed, his pipe and bay rum. I will just sit and be with him. Can you love a spook? Yes. Can you have a relationship with a spook? Yes. Without Arty I don't (won't) read. He is a spook and I am doing the human thing but he is as important to me as those I love who are doing the human journey with me. He influences my life by being there for me no matter what, giving me advice and like I said sometimes he is my father figure and we just sit. He wrote most of my book, tiaught me most of what I know to be true and is the person I turn to when I want to know about life in his world, our world.

P and I are alike. Enthusiastic, impulsive, high maintenance, passionate about those we love and dismissive of those who bring nothing to the emotional table. As she is the mother of one child and did a lot of the parenting by herself the similarity and familiarity of the hurdles we faced are there. We get each other and she is always there when I am wondering what is cooking with my travelling bilberry only child. As I sit here, he is in the USA P says "He's having a ball darling, but very tired." All is well. She is my mother influence, my bestie spook gal pal. She drives me nuts sometimes but I am sure that is only so she can illustrate how I drive others crazy too! She is my wardrobe mistress, my personal trainer (not very good at it at the moment) and the person that sits with me when I am going crazy about nothing in particular.

Matthew has only been with me a short while. He knew what he was up to from the start and he is living proof of the joiner between spirit and human. He makes me laugh, he annoys me and helps me with readings when he is interested in the client. Usually a single attractive woman! Last night my car crapped out, seriously ..heap of junk! Matt is very mechanically minded so driving home Tracey and I heard this weird noise from the engine and said, "Just get us home Matt"...although it was a mechanical impossibility that we made it (something came loose and then fell off) we made it home. I accept he was primarily looking after his Mum who I work with, but still he did it. I KNOW that. We made the final few feet into the driveway and this morning the old jallopy had nothing. I probably go on too much about Matt because his mum and sister work with me, so naturally he is in and out a lot. Today I realised something, it just hit me like an emotional tidal wave. How much he too has done for ME. Not just his family, but for me too. I was having coffee with La Mola (Diva Princess sister of Matt!) this morning. For some reason today as we were sitting there I was looking at her tattoo that is dedicated to her brother. A line of it says "I'm glad you came" and I realised with as much love as sadness, that I am too. He completed the picture and I had to wait for him for that to happen.

If you accept your spooks into your life and treat them with respect and love they will be there for you. A word, a whisper, a feeling or a fan belt! Last night at a party (Me, Tracey, Arty and P, Matthew left saying "this is not for me!") we got our spook on and most of what came through were validations of who was there and with whom. No earth shattering predictions just a little information  to prove they were indeed present and a short message. People say "Alexandra you were amazing," which I truly appreciate but remember the spooks. I just sat there and had a few drinks and a hoot with a great group of people, my spooks were the ones who had to find the will and the energy to do what they did. They make me who I am. They complete the person I want to be. I want to make them proud of me because I owe them that for their faith in me. So many mediums are wrapped up in "look what I can do" rather than realising no matter how they get the message across, they aren't the Bobby Dazzlers who can do tricks. THEY are the lucky ones.

Arty, P, Matt (and those your brought with you...Tracey, Mole, Chucky, Tay and Doofus)...I'm truly glad you came. Today I feel like I am the luckiest person alive.

Please Close the Gate!

January 8, 2014

Gosh it's hard to keep this as a regular thing with all of the post Christmas family stuff so be kind to me if there are a few gaps! Had the planning day for the 2014 schedule which was great and very productive and now Tracey and I are up to our alligators putting it all into place. So really there hasn't been much spook action for a few days. 

As the drive to Tracey's place is over an hour I do tend to get my spook on then. We love driving together (me and my spooks) as it is a great time to talk without being interrupted! Matt isn't as frequent a visitor as he was at the beginning of our relationship but he always manages something when Tracey and I get our work boots on! For planning day it was 'road trip' that he came up with and apparently the whole thing was his idea! We laughed, when he was with us in the physical it was always one crazy scheme after another and finally he comes up with a business plan that is so crazy, it just might work!  Arty is with me as I write, actually telling me I am tired and I should go to bed as we have 9 readings to do in the next two days. I just speak for him and the other ethereal attendees so it's not really me that ends up plum tuckered! Haven't seen P for a few days, in fact not since she bought Josephine for a visit which was a lovely surprise. P is fiery and wilful but such a compassionate and passionate woman, but Josephine is far more placid and you know sometimes when you have that nice calm wise energy around you, that's the way it makes you feel too, so thank you ladies! My spooks have been urging me in the last few days to take more care of myself, so I think the earlier warning about the hospital "bizzo" might just have been me and the grapes should indeed go back in the fridge!

Anyway I am rambling, I wanted to talk about Gatekeepers as I posted something on my facebook page and got quite a reaction. Now the one thing about the spiritual that I never profess is to know everything...but Arty does because he is there and he knows what's what, so when it comes to passing things on I rely on him for the details.  We have to remember that the spirit world is something we have given "fact and form" to as we don't really know what it is like. We have all had experiences and we have found that certain practices work but at the end of the day all we have done is create an energetic reality that works for us; whether that is angels, imps, devils or God himself, we visualised a reality we can relate to until we are there and know for sure. Visualisation is done by our spiritual self (in our minds) so that's how it becomes our spiritual reality even if it isn't the human reality. 

We all have a spiritual gatekeeper, protector if you like, that we can ask for help. Well the truth is we can ask any spook for help but our gatekeeper is the spook that keeps house in our own personal spiritual space. Our energy cell if you like, the level upon which we operate when we are in the human experience. To help us understand the concept we have created actual gates to go with the human form gatekeepers as a visualisation to help us not only humanise this spiritual principal but also to assist in manifesting our own protection.  There is no doubt in my mind though that the spiritual energy that becomes our gatekeeper once had human form. After all, you can't really be responsible for someone who is still learning in the human if you haven't "been there done that" yourself! The form that they show themselves in is their last form on earth before they were ready not to come back again; their human lessons completed they are then ready to evolve spiritually as well as guide the human spirit.

I regularly talk to and thank my gatekeeper and a few times I have seen another spirit with him (whom I knew in life and who was military) and this makes me know I need to tighten up my protection routine as he has had to bring in some backup! Don't rely wholly on your gatekeeper, it is up to you to open and close the door. I have a think with mine that certain spirits aren't allowed in; we have managed to keep it like that for a while although once or twice they have sneaked past him. Why? Because I wasn't doing my part!

There are some good parts in my book about gatekeepers so I thought I might share it here at the risk of boring those who have read the book! It is with pleasure that I introduce you to my gatekeeper below;

Who Goes There?

After such an intense series of lectures with Arty, my next stop was to rummage around the guides and gatekeeper’s principle. I have to admit for a while there I thought the guides and gate-keepers thing was nothing more than concocted spice by psychics or mediums. Once again I must apologise for being categorically incorrect! What we should not do is confuse those spooks around us to help out, with those who are our guides or gatekeepers. The various others who contributed to the conversation emphatically stated that our immediate loved ones are rarely, if ever, our guides or gatekeepers; they cannot be one and the same. 

Someone once told me that her Grandfather was her guide and as she was also a practising medium it was true that I saw him most times when I visited her. However, he was there as a family member to help out, the same as he would have done in his human life; he was not with her as a spiritual guide for he was not yet adequately evolved to be so. Your guides are sorted out well before your Nanna is born, let alone passes over. New spirits, ie those who have recently departed, are rarely equipped to look after themselves let alone others when it comes to deciding who comes and who goes!

We all have one main gate-keeper for one human life-cycle at a time. As we learn and grow through life and death cycles, they change. I am lucky enough to have met mine, although it was under rather hectic circumstances! A neatly dressed man from the early 1900’s, with a mop of mid brown hair and a youthful look that belies his advice that he is in his late 40’s, his name is John Trumble. 

He is such a quiet and unassuming soul, whom I regularly thank for his hard work, because I know I work him hard! I met the charming Mr Trumble during the dark years, at a time when we were both fighting to keep the bad guys out and the good guys in, only he knew how and I didn’t or wouldn’t in those days. It was well before I took the need to safeguard my higher self seriously and I welcomed one and all into my space. If I felt a presence I would engage with it and some of those incidents were as volatile and bizarre as can possibly be imagined, as you will discover in later chapters! 

Keeping it real!

January 3, 2013

Not the actual idiots from the reading!!

Now I am well into the New Year it's time for work and readings. I only do six readings a week as I have a business to run and to be honest I get nervous. Sometimes I lie awake at night and wonder if I am making it up! It took a long time for me to have the confidence to give what I get but now I have a ball! I meet someone new every time! Before a reading I always talk to Arty and I never ever read unless I can actually "see" a spook because then I know for sure that it's not all in my head! Whether P and Matt join in always depends on who I am reading for.  

I should have known this reading was going to be fun because although Matt rarely reads for people he doesn't know he likes reading for younger women. He also likes talking about sex! For this reading he added his two cents worth at the beginning and thank goodness the client was the type of person who could take his poking fun at her. I don't think he would have done it if she couldn't to be honest so we had a laugh about that, little did I know it was going to be double the laughs for this reading when the other young man came in!

I had a long day yesterday, what with work and stuff and I have to admit my head space was still a little in the family thing from the day before. My first reading was good and went well and the second was going well until I checked my phone to see how much time we had left when, without warning a young man in spook zoomed in and said "Am I too late?" I kind of looked twice at this grainy figure in front of me grinning all over his face. I was just thinking (and spook can hear thinking don't forget) that we had got to the point in the reading where I ask if the client has any questions. That is usually the part when we also begin wrapping it up because my spooks are so damned good they generally cover everything that needs to be covered.

Half an hour later I am still prattling on, for this young man, who among other things said "This reading thing is awesome!" I can't go into the hilarious content because my readings are always private. I don't ask for Facebook comments - it is between you me and them. If the client wants to talk about it it's their prerogative but I don't. So that is pretty much all I can give you at this point except that it was hilarious! There are some Facebook comments on this one!

After the reading as if to make their point, for I know those young dudes were hanging out together for a while, all sorts of things were happening! Computers and lights on and off. Tapping on the walls and then footsteps. At one point I could have sworn I heard a muffled boy-giggle! I remember saying in the reading they were alike and would probably end up larking around for a while! So they did!

So what's the point Ally? The point is sometimes a reading is like a night out with friends! Huge fun and a good laugh and leaves you with a warm and fuzzy feeling. Spirits, spooks, ghosts whatever you want to call them are people without bodies but they have their own distinct personality. We are not washed whiter than white because we are human-dead.  Sure we have to go on and evolve and learn our spiritual lessons when we pass away, that's a fact but until then we are still who we are.

Thanks to the spooks and humans involved in this one..it made my day and was another reminder why I am so happy to do what I do!

Family...Yours and Mine

January 2, 2014

I remember my dream; I was embracing my sister and then she grew these huge teeth and started biting me! Yikes! If you haven't read my book (I'm offended!) you won't know that I haven't had any contact with my biological family really since I was about 17. I had momentary contact with the man I thought was my father when I was 21, only to find out that it is a biological impossibility that he was my father when I was in my early 40's! I have a brother either side of me so my Mother must have accidentally left the door open during her marriage so to speak! My parents (step father and biological mother, non biological pretend Father left when I was 6) left a lot to be desired as parents and without making this a boring kitchen sink drama they were eventually prosecuted for the way they treated their children. 

So back to the dream about my sister. It got me thinking about my family and whether this was a warning? Did my spooks mean my biological sister was about to turn into a monster or is someone I consider close enough to be a sister is going to bite me on the ass? Both are prospects I don't relish as it means after more than 25 years there may be contact with my biological tribe or worse someone I love now is about to bare their fangs! Wait and see I guess. Such is my faith in the women I AM close to I can't think who it would be, but Arty assures me it's coming and in his own words "Totally unwarranted my dear." He's always there for me and sometimes I smirk to myself when I think I would die without him by my side! Think about it! What a silly thing to say, if I died I wouldn't be without him at all! Arty clearly told me he will be there to hold my hand when I pass over so death is not something I fear. 

Thinking about the dream message; I can tell the difference now between the psychobabble of my subconscious and the interjections of spook; I thought of another vision a few days prior. Always before I go to sleep I thank my spooks and the universe then we have a bit of a chat about whatever. This particular night, and this is really cheating because it wasn't in 2014 it was just before Christmas 2013, I had a vision of my mother and a voice said to me "You are going to have to talk to her you know?" This lead me to remember something else my spooks had given me. When my paternal (remember, as it turns out she wasn't) grandmother died she came to me in spirit, instead of a loving reunion for us in the spirit realm, upon connecting with her I immediately screamed at her, "Why didn't you protect me?" Her husband, who passed long before her, was also an abusive pervert. I sense that my biological mother was and is ill and my spooks confirmed this as did a few other medium-friends. My spooks were warning me there was going to be a familial face off when she goes and if they were warning me then it can't be far away. The weight of knowing your own Mother is going to die would be traumatic and a burden for some people, but me I am just dreading that conversation.  I understand a lot more about the "psychology of people" now I am older and have actually studied it and I am a firm believer that if a relationship is unhealthy no matter whom it is with, you have to fix it or leave it behind. I chose to leave it behind after my Mother sacrificed myself and my three siblings and sentenced us to formative years of abuse. Am I supposed to forgive her? Will I hinder her journey if I don't? "No, my dear" says Arty, "But she will have to do it all over again." I assumed he meant motherhood and for a second shuddered for the fate of her next-life children, she is going to have to keep doing it until she gets it right. God I hope she gets it right next time.

Back to the family theme; lying in bed I heard a little girl chattering and then I heard my name. As I heard it I thought this was me not a spook. A kind of projection of little me because of the recent thoughts in my head, I turned over to go to sleep and the same little voice said "No, it's not you it's me silly!" So it seems I got visited by a little girl last night, I think she was around 6 years old of recent times (1980's I feel she passed). I don't know who she is as I fell asleep before I could really connect, but I have a feeling she will be back soon! I made a promise to my spooks that if they are connected to someone on my Facebook page and they want to pass on a message I will do so. My general rule for new spooks is they have to say their name when they come in. Most of them ignore it or I miss it! Usually because I am not expecting it or I am half asleep but we will see how we go through the year. 

I may not be able to put my family back together, but I hope we can help with yours.

Dear Daily Spook.....Thank you!

January 1, 2014

New Years even is worth a mention although, even if it is not strictly in the year I was going to start my diary! I spent the evening with the Van Loons, always entertaining and so many other adjectives that I just can't use here! One of the things we always talk about of course is Matt (if you don't know who I am talking about http://thedailyspook.blogspot.com.au/2013/08/matthew-lawson.html) Tracey Van Loon's son. He introduced us in fact! It isn't usually heavy maudlin conversation, but the one thing we know is when we hang out together he generally drops in, even if just for a short time. Matthew also likes to photo-bomb! There has been evidence of this on Tracey's Facebook page as well as on mine. He only ever does it when Tracey is there though, it seems to be his rule. He is either a flash of light when there is no flash and no light or a distinct but shadowy figure. I was explaining to Tracey how hard it must be for Matt to photo bomb from spirit. He has to find the energy to manifest himself whether it is as energy (light) or in his previous human form, then he has to hold it until the camera has fired off. The interesting thing is whenever we ask Matthew to photo-bomb, which is really us saying show us you are here for sure, the flash NEVER works on the camera but there is always a light bounce from somewhere!  He showed up in the photograph and came back later that night.

I read for Scott on New Years Eve too, surprising that I have spent so long taking the poodle out of him but never really read for him! Probably didn't think I had brave enough spooks to delve into his life!  I usually use tarot cards when I read for friends too as they keep me focussed. Reading for friends is not good unless you can really focus on spook because your human emotions can sometimes cloud things when you are personally and emotionally involved. I was looking forward to having some fun with it but my spooks wagged a finger at me, not for the first time either! Someone emailed me recently and told me things about his friend and asked me to repeat it and pretend it was a spiritual message - I had to reply "Sorry Dude even as a joke I can't fake it!"

There is always something in a reading for me, that I do know and tonight was no different when I thought about it later in bed. It was a further demonstration of the "humanness of spook" if that makes sense? The fact that until we are purely evolved we still have human feelings, emotions and impulses. Scott's Mother lead the reading, we went through a few validations and then midway into the reading without my really sensing him before he was almost sitting on my lap a male came through! I knew he wasn't Scott's family as I "feel" connections like that. All this man wanted to say was thank you to Scott for something he (Scott) had done many years ago, for his daughter and for him. I was somehow unable to get it through to Scott (my fault not his) just how profoundly grateful this man in spirit was; in the end all he wanted to say was  "Thank you," but the feeling he bought with him when he said it, was overwhelming.

Off I went to bed, a bit sozzled but not fully yahoo. You know that state where it could go either way with one more drink! Kick on or fall over! I got into bed and was drifting off when I saw a woman standing in the corner of my room. I remembered her from earlier as Scott's Mother and all she said was "Thank you."

What I should mention is that amongst the food, the laughter and the booze, we watched the movie 'The Conjuring' . As an aside; the original meaning of the word conjure is actually "to summon a devil or spirit by means of magical powers." My jury head is still out on the actual movie, my sense is the movie doesn't do the Warren's justice. Sometimes sensationalising things that REALLY can and do happen doesn't help...well that's my two cents worth anyway.

Part of the Warren's story was that the all the clocks in the client's house stopped at 3.07am. No big deal until I woke up "IRL" New Year's Day at 3.05am. I looked at my phone as the digits rolled from 3.05am into 3.06am. Without more than a passing thought, I remembered that 3.07am was the time in the movie that the clocks were stopped by the demons. Would you lookee here I had woken at almost that time too! I pressed the button on my phone to dim the display ready to go back to sleep and as it changed to 3.07am I heard a giggle and a "ha ha gotcha!" I tersely and definitely tongue in cheekily bade the smart ass spook 'Thank you!' out loud and with an indignant harrumph I rolled over and went back to sleep until a far more tolerable 8.05am!!

Tracey and I had our first coffee of 2014 together on the veranda, careful not to look each other in the eye or say anything that could spark an argument until we had actually had our caffeine hit! She laughed and said how she dreamed that night that she had to take the stage for me for the Darwin show. We laughed as the night previous we had said exactly that as a joke before going to bed. Matthew just gave his Mum something in her dream-state to confirm it was all coming to fruition and he was there when we were talking. Thank you Matthew!

I woke up on 1st January 2014 and seriously, I had a sort of hangover. Not a train wreck hangover more like 'I got hit by an itsy bitsy train' type hangover. Interesting analogy with the train and all that because after we said goodbye to the Van Loons I decided to go for a wee lie down and listen to some music. Even though I was listening to one of my favourites, "Rrakala" on my laptop, in my head all I could hear was Train and their song "This'll be my year" to the point where I turned the real music off and told the spooks, Thank you...I get it alright! Throughout the day and only spook knows why, if I turned the car radio, my iPod or anything else that played music, the first song was that one! I mean I actually do have it in the car and on my iPod but out of the hundreds of songs on the USB in the car and my iPod AND my laptop collection I refuse to believe that all three booted up with that song by accident! If it's a message spookies, I love you and...thank you!