Lydia Aswolf

I find it interesting that my last blog post had to do with fear, and here I am again.

The Swine Flu is causing quite a uproar, given we know nearly nothing about it.

I have turned down a comment left selling tamiflu today.

I have also received more than one email from a client wanting me to comment on the subject.

Simply put, my opinion is this:

We lose 13,000 people or more a year from the flu.

Most are the very young, the very old, or those with compromised immune systems.

The only US death has been that of a 23 month old boy visiting from Mexico City.

He did not have a fully formed immune system.

I find the media frenzy surrounding this “pandemic” amusing, to be honest.

It whips so many of us into a panic.

It is now responsible for schools shutting down, masks being purchased, and stampedes to dr’s offices.

I say the media and the World Health Organization have done a brilliant job of scaring the shit out of us.

Wasn’t it a couple years ago they didn’t make enough vaccine for a certain strain of the flu?

The Avian Flu, I believe it was.

There were no more or less deaths that year.

But there was a panic.

We were scared shitless then, too.

The providers of vaccines promised they would never be caught out again.

A particularly foolhardy promise, given that new strains of flu are inevitable.

Doctors know this.

Epidemiologist know this.

The CDC knows this.

WE know this.

Now we are confronted with the Swine Flu.

Some with weak or compromised immune systems undoubtedly will die.

Perhaps some otherwise healthy people will die as well.

But is this the end of us as a species?

I think not.

The advice we hear regarding preventing this strain of the flu is the same as given with every other strain.

Wash your hands regularly.

Stay away from sick people.

If you are sick, stay away from otherwise healthy people.

This advice is sage.

Losing your head, panicking, and listening to the ever more breathless reports.

Reports that, might I add, spew no new information, because there is no new information to give.

Giving into the fear that seems to grow exponentially day by day.

It makes you a sheep.

I don’t know about you?

But I’d rather not be herded where the breathless reporters and World Health Organization want me to go.

Besides.

Today it’s the Swine Flu.

Yesterday it was the total collapse of the world economy.

The day before that, it was the Avian Flu “pandemic”

In light of that.

I think I’m going to do what I do every year.

Bide my time.

Wash my hands.

Avoid sick people.

And wait for the next disaster the media will try to frighten us with tomorrow.

You know, I was doing a palmistry reading for a great guy who sent in a scan of his palms for me to go over before I met him for the actual palm reading, and based on his reaction, I figured it might be a cool topic for the show tomorrow night.

Every single thing on your hand means something, from the shape of your palm, the spaces between fingers, the lines on your fingers, to of course the lines on your palms…much more detail than I have normally seen presented to the public at large, so that’s what Suzanne and I are going to be going over tomorrow night…..you can seriously learn some cool new stuff, so tune in!

Psychically Correct will be on hiatus in May…so I can work on book and take care of a few personal issues that need looking after!

We the people are taking quite a few hits nowadays.

Our economy, depending on which day and which media outlet you favor, is swirling down the drain.

We watch as fat cats are rewarded with bonuses for running the banks into the ground.

Tears slide down the cheeks of those who have lost everything in the financial meltdown.

Jobs are scarce, layoffs hovering like a sword over the head of those who are employed.

Credit card companies and lenders are tightening their belts.

A hundred billion remains of the bail out funds, yet we the people have seen little good come of it.

Higher prices confront us everywhere we go.

We have been down this path before in our history, though the media seems bent on ignoring that.

We survived then, as we shall survive now.

The revelation of torture procedures used to gain information during the Bush Administration now comes to light.

We the people learn of the horrific things done in our country’s name.

Talking heads have conflicting views.

Some opine it is a good thing, that we need to be aware of exactly what was done to allegedly keep us safe.

They call for the heads of those responsible for these horrific procedures.

They ask that they be brought to justice.

Other talking heads say these torture procedures still have merit.

Warn of dire consequences in the release of this information.

Tell us we have nothing left to use, now that the cat is out of the bag.

So we the people find ourselves with a choice.

We are billed as the land of liberty and justice for all.

With the release of this new information, we see that this justice only encompasses our countrymen.

We the people have a opportunity to use this information for the greater good.

To rise above the ashes of a weak economy.

To demonstrate that we the people will not tolerate brutal tactics that have been proven ineffective against those we wish to gain information from.

Fear is something that is propagating madly these days.

Fear of the economy.

Fear we won’t have our jobs.

Fear we won’t be able to keep our homes.

Fear that we cannot feed ourselves and our children.

Fear of the judgment of we the people is what made this information hidden from the beginning.

Fear is responsible for the desperate actions taken to gain information through torture.

There are many who would prefer to remain blind.

I’ve seen several interviews in which participants broadly state they would rather not know what was done, how it was done, or when it was done.

Before this information was made public, I had witnessed countless interviews where speculation was rampant that we were using procedures not mandated by laws we ourselves had agreed to abide by.

I had heard, as so many others, that we did not torture.

Now the truth has come to light.

We the people are presented with a opportunity.

Either we speak up, and let the government know that we will not tolerate this sort of debacle ever again.

Or we choose to be blind.

There is precedent in history of people who remained purposefully blind to what their government was doing.

You can see interviews from that period in history with those who didn’t want to comprehend what was going on right underneath their noses.

They will admit something seemed funny.

That at times they suspected that not terribly legal or humane things were going on.

But they believed what their government told them, and if rumors got out?

They ignored them.

More than 6 million men, women, and children died in the Holocaust.

I’m not suggesting for one moment we are headed down the same path.

What I am saying is that blindness, fear, and torture all belong to a very slippery slope.

We need to be mindful.

We need to keep our eyes open.

We need to make certain we do not blind ourselves.

Nor bow to fear.

For once we slip.

We can fall.

We might never regain our footing.

I just spoke to Jackie’s go to gal, Joanne, and Jackie is feeling under the weather, so she cannot do the show tonight. Please keep her in your thoughts and prayers, told Joanne I hope she feels better, and that Joanne herself can take a much needed nap, I’m sure she needs it!

This might be a good time to divulge that I will not be doing any shows in May. I’ve got some issues that need looking after, and while I’ll be gung ho on doing readings for my beloved clients, I’m just in a place I’d rather work on my book, handle clients, and lay low for awhile. If I perchance, am approached to do any guest spots, I’d be happy to do so, but otherwise, I’m off the air in May.

So, you are left with Suzanne and I tonight, but I’m fairly sure we can think up some stuff to talk about, including Jackie Barrett and her talented team. I will certainly be praying for her to feel better soon, but the least I can do is let everyone know how talented and involved a person, as well as a psychic and medium, that she is, how you can reach her, and what she has coming up!

I honestly could not wait til tomorrow or Tuesday to post this…if you haven’t checked out themixtalk.com, then you don’t know that we are going to have not just the tremendously talented Jackie Barrett, but also the vitally important team that assists her in paranormal investigations, and criminal investigations.

I cannot wait to speak with every single person on the team, and I know Suzanne is foaming at the mouth, too! This is going to be a special event episode of Psychically Correct. It will be two hours long, so that every single member of Jackie’s team, as well as Jackie herself, can have time to promote all they have going on.

Jackie herself is going to be featured on WE May 6th at 10pmEST on the Secret Lives of Women, which I’m sure is going to be fascinating, as it shows her daily routine. I don’t know how the woman sleeps with all she does, but I’m really interested in finding out on May 6th, and I hope you will be too!

Jackie and her team have also been busy filming their own show featuring law enforcement officials, occult crimes, and dealing with the paranormal, no air dates as of yet, but you’d best believe I’m going to keep my eyes peeled and let you know when that airs, I have no doubt it will be fascinating.

You seriously need to check this episode of Psychically Correct out, it’s April 21st, at 10pmEST, and it honestly is going to be fascinating. The entire team is so talented, and I have so much to ask them all, and then Jackie herself …..I have to find out how that woman sleeps with all she does….don’t just take my word for it, check out either jackiebarrett.com or www.thehousethatkaybuilt.com and YOU try to figure out how the woman and her team sleeps…if they even do, lol!

I wanna throw out more info about each member of Jackie’s team that will make a appearance, whet your appetite a little bit for all the varied and different questions, and no doubt fascinating answers you’ll hear on Psychically Correct Tuesday!

Captain Sean Crowley NYPD- Captain of Cold Case files and Commissioner of Homicide unit NYPD, Jackie’s partner right hand man and confidant in all areas. No one knows each of them better than each other. Both experts in their fields.

Sargent Kevin Norris- works closely with Jackie on official government business.

Hector Ortiz- security to Jackie Barrett and staff as well as lead paranormal and crime assistant.

Jared- technical adviser on paranormal investigations and consultant on paranormal investigations.

Joanne- personal assistant to Jackie Barrett and Sean Crowley. Where the public has sought to put a title on Joanne “she is all everything and never replaceable” - Jackie Barrett

Now, do you think a doctor might give me a prescription for Valium before I explode with anticipation?

Yeah, I didn’t think so either.

I know I haven’t been blogging as much as I should, been extremely busy, both working with clients and working on a book, of all things.

I got sick of my psychic friends, clients, and acquaintances urging me to write one, so I’ve started..which means nothing in the great scheme of things, except hopefully to shut them up.

Unfortunately, this has not proven to be the case. I love my clients, colleagues, and well….I like my acquaintances, all of whom are checking status on the book, telling me I’m a genius (I actually DID piss myself laughing at that), and they are all gonna buy it.

Um, it has to be published first guys, so bear with me as I tend to the book, clients, family, colleagues, and friends.

I will try to throw a blog in here and there, but sitting in front of a computer writing doesn’t seem to spur many amusing messes I can get myself in….yet.

Stay tuned, as even I don’t know what I’m gonna do next…

This is my son Aaron.

Though he might be smiling on the outside.

He is crying on the inside.

You see, not only did Aaron lose his peanut butter in the dreadful month of April.

The Easter Bunny, shortly after this photo was taken.

Molested Aaron’s right buttock.

I don’t know if he’ll ever be the same.

All I know.

Is that he still doesn’t have any peanut butter.

Ok, so Psychically Correct on Tuesday is going to be a show you do not want to miss, if only because Suzanne’s hubby, Marcello is going to be our guest..he’s not only frikkin hilarious, he’s also a accountant, so I figured what the hell…the opportunity to ask tax questions, get grilled by Marcello on psychic/medium questions, and make both he and Suzanne blush with my vulgar ways, heh heh!

Wednesday night, I’ll be making a guest appearance on Robin Richardson’s show, Your Psychic Girlfriend, on blog talk radio, where I think we are going to be talking sex, a subject that comes pretty natural to us, as we are both Scorpio’s, lol!

The link to Robin’s show is: http://www.blogtalkradio.com/robinrichardson

Before I forget, if you are a member of the mixtalk, you can actually log in and chat while we do Psychically Correct, I guarantee my ass is going to log in to see what you all are saying!

On blog talk, you can also participate in chat while we broadcast, so I hope to have you call in AND participate in live chat!

You’d think I would know better.

After torturing our son for April Fools Day, I went and pissed him off again.

But in all honesty, it’s not soley my fault.

As usual, my beloved husband Brian egged me on.

You see, yesterday, my oldest son Aaron called.

Two or three hours into his shift at his job.

He began to feel light headed and dizzy.

Wondering what in the world could have made him feel this way, he checked various body parts.

He found what looked like it might be a spider bite on his arm.

He panicked, and called his Mommy.

Now, before I continue, I must admit that this was the same kid who woke up one night with a sudden onset of pain in his ear.

Instead of merely coming, waking me up, and explaining the problem, he was content to begin screaming at the top of his lungs in the middle of the night.

I guess that was more convenient, though I don’t think he figured  that I might perish of cardiac arrest from the shock before I reached him.

Luckily for him I didn’t.

Unluckily for him, I was not amused.

Considering we’d been at the doctor’s for a full checkup (ears included) that same day, I was leaning more towards maybe-I-can-get-out-of-school-tomorrowitis.

To ensure my prognosis was correct, I gave him a tums.

He was asleep, I kid you not, three minutes later.

I timed his ass.

Aaron did not get out of school that next morning.

Nor was this the only brush I had with his emergencies.

When Aaron was in grade school, I was called to his school on a daily basis for one full week to get him and bring him home.

That his sudden onset illnesses never lasted once we got home didn’t seem to phase him, nor slow him down.

On the last day, as I was pondering all the good reasons animals sometimes eat their young.

The school called.

Aaron was sick again.

I had to get off work early, and as soon as we arrived on our doorstep, he grinned and said he felt much better.

I was not amused.

Aaron spent the rest of that day in his room, in his bed.

He was still “ill” and despite his protests to the contrary, I insisted that sick boys don’t play nintendo, watch tv, or mess about with their toys.

Obviously they are too ill to think about such things, you see.

I never received a call from his school again.

So it was, when I heard about this light headed, dizzy state, I asked when it began.

He didn’t know.

I asked how long it lasted.

He wasn’t sure.

I asked if he had eaten that morning.

No, he hadn’t had time.

Then, with lips clamped tightly together, I told him that if it recurred or got worse, he should give me a call back, and we could take him to the hospital.

He replied that he didn’t want to go to the hospital.

I wearily replied that if it should get worse, to give me a call, and we’d take him in to get looked at.

He reiterated that he would not go to a hospital or emergency care clinic.

At that point I gave up and said goodbye.

I don’t know what other crisis will strike him next.

I assume he’s in good health, and has no need to call me.

Due to the text my husband Brian convinced me to send to him later that night.

I don’t anticipate him being in touch anytime soon.

It read: “Are your spider senses tingling yet?”

Then again…

Maybe he’s just still pissed about the peanut butter.

Suzanne made this brilliant graphic for the Twin Psychic’s Appearance on Psychically Correct tomorrow night, and I can’t wait! If you need a laugh, definitely check it out..and don’t forget to call in!