 You know how Gary says the only thing you want hard in life is a 🍆?
Well, that used to sound great to me in theory, but didn’t always seem possible. Especially when I got psychopath-cranky for no reason, my bank account didn’t look like it was supposed to, too many people needed me, not enough people needed me… or how about last week when Arthur and I lost our extra set of keys? That shouldn’t be a big deal, right? But it drove me INSANE. For two weeks. Where were the keys? We lost our extra car key, extra building fob, extra mail key… I had to SHARE (lol), time things out, and talk to people I didn’t want to talk to just to get into our apartment. My X-Men neurodivergent capacities were going 1000% in the wrong direction. You know when you’re so frustrated all you can do is lay down and die and watch Netflix while still making yourself wrong? You humanoid drama queens hear me?? Can I get an Amen?! Lol So after two weeks of just being annoyed and letting my anger build up around these keys, I finally had a space of lightness where I decided to take action. FINALLY! I know—I’ll just call a locksmith, get new keys programmed, go pay for an extra fob, contact the mailman… it will be fine eventually. After all this hard work, I will have reconstructed my keys! However! After the first attempt at finding the building tenants (who were out to lunch) failed, and there was no answer from the first locksmith I called, the anxiety, headache, DESPAIR, and total body shutdown came in again. I tried “who does this belong to?” I tried “interesting point of view.” But it just seemed like EVERYTHING was complete shit, with no shovel to dig myself out. My allowance was broken! And then I recalled a conversation I had that morning with my friend Satu. We were doing a free Talk To The Entities Book Club call, and the chapter was “How Entities Can Help Us.” And I thought, well, let me give this entities thing a shot, even though I was DOOMED to be miserable for all eternity! Lol So I simply asked, “Hey guys, whoever can help, can you just assist me in having a better day?” And that was it. I kid you not, about 5 minutes later—I lost my only other set of keys. HAHA! I had just had them! So I went over to my purse and, lo and behold, there were BOTH sets of keys sitting on top of everything in my purse. I promise you, I had dumped my purse out at least 5 times in the last two weeks looking for those keys… and there they were! And for whatever reason, it shifted my whole day. My body relaxed, I was happy, my foggy brain cleared up, and I was able to accomplish more in the last hours of the day than I had all week. It was also a BIG slap in the face. I was working TOO HARD. And not the working hard of doing too much—the working hard of figuring everything out, not receiving from everything and everyone, not asking for help, functioning from the lies of what I thought I had to do versus what was actually possible. I was not allowing life to be easy! So I ask you—when you’re frustrated, feeling psychically attacked, stressed, anxious, and nothing is going right and you just want to crawl in a hole and die… what if it’s because you’re not allowing yourself to perceive the easy road to take? Tools: • Who or what am I avoiding that, if I didn’t, would make my life easier? • If it’s heavy, there’s a lie somewhere. What lies am I trying to make so real that I believe I have no choice? • All the entities that are capable, willing, and able—help! Dear consciousness, dear universe—help! • How can this turn out even better than I could have ever imagined? What a gift these little lost keys were. And now I know, if my life is going to shit, I’m going to do my best not to hyper-focus on how to fix it, on what’s wrong. I’m demanding of myself to acknowledge that’s the hard road to go. Is that what I would like to choose? No thank you!\ In a nutshell - if it's heavy, you're WORKING TOO HARD! hahaha
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 Have any of you ever gone to visit family, or like, had to go to a funeral where you saw family you hadn’t seen probably since you were still in high school? And that funeral was a very religious one, on top? And then you added more family time because you were in the neighborhood and you’re not usually in that neighborhood?
And usually you’re fine, you can survive. But it’s EXTRA intense because you’re more aware than ever and the world is going crazy and you also want to make sure everybody else is happy, but they’re all too busy judging themselves thinking they’re judging everyone else, but really just making sure they’re doing the right thing? Did that make sense in English? Lollll 🤣🤷♀️ Walp! I chose that this weekend. And even though it seemed like I had been thrown into the garbage disposal and could never put myself back together again for the first few days, I ended up with even MORE of me in the end! I thought I’d share a few things I did whilst ignoring the rest of the world (and you guys 😭) that helped me through and that you can use too ANYTIME you “feel” like you’re losing you: When someone is judging you, good or bad: Relax — don’t put up barriers so you can hide better. Lower them and LET THEM IN! Let anyone you’re engaging with into your world. Even if they don’t approve of you. You don’t have to say a word. Allow your being to expand between all the molecules of their being and you will create a convergence of possibilities that was not there before. You will also allow yourself to be part of that little thing called oneness, whether they choose it or not! When someone needs you to buy their point of view: When your family has to be right. When anyone needs you to see the rightness of their point of view. LET THEM! Shut up and listen. (Lol) Don’t fight what they’re saying with the rightness of your point of view. What if you chose to be interesting point of view? What you if you could be a catalyst for change through allowance? What if you didn’t have to fight fire with fire but became a conduit to the move the energy someplace else? Like, moved it into the infinite space that you be? What would happen to it then? And what will it create for those that are fighting you based on a lifetime of invalidation for what they know? When you feel like you’re alone: Take some time out for yourself. Go on a walk. Go out in nature. Find and connect with an animal — The birds and squirrels are constantly showing up for us. Do you ever notice? Do you allow them in? Take some time alone in your room or hotel room. EXPAND OUT. The only reason that humanoids/X-Men are at the effect of thoughts, feelings, emotions, judgments is because we are only allowing ourselves to be as big as other peoples invented worlds. Their boxes. If you expand your being out 100,000 miles in all directions, you will move beyond all boxes and have the space of you. USE THE BASIC TOOLS: - Clear entities when you perceive them, don’t be lazy! - Be interesting point of view - Who does this belong to? - Ask: What else is possible here I’ve never considered? - Use everything is the opposite of what it appears to be and nothing is the opposite of what it appears to be. - For the X-Men, acknowledge the capacities you have and that you are AWARE. Like, too aware. And it’s a gift. Not a wrongness. - Get your BARS RUN! Haha - Ask, what’s right about this, and me, I’m not getting. And allow the miracles and what’s beyond the struggle to show up! There are a billion other things I chose and tools I used to create this last weekend as one of the most transformative yet, but I don’t want this to take up the entire storage capacity on the device you’re reading on. I’m just so grateful. Yes, there were uncomfortable parts, but I allowed the magic to show up, I let it show up on the universe’s watch ⏱️, and I trusted myself to know that if I ask, I will receive. And so can you! I friggin adore you guys so much and all of you choosing more for you and for more peace, joy, ease, possibilities, and consciousness for and with this beautiful place called Earth. And beyond! What if you’re not just surviving, what if every time you choose allowance, you are creating more of that for everyone and the future that will be? - Alison 🥰🥰🧚🏿🧚🏿🧙🧙🐾  ✨ A little moment of sniffly, blubbering, tearfully joyful gratitude today… 😂🥹✨ I just received a request for an animal session tomorrow. With a cat! How cool is that?! I mean… I get to facilitate a cat tomorrow!? And it got me wondering… What choice did I make that created what I have now? I started thinking back to when I was a kid. I was always the one finding half-dead frogs, lizards, baby birds, caterpillars… bringing them home and trying to help them. That never really stopped as I got older. But there was a turning point I remember very clearly. I was in 8th grade when a golden retriever was hit by a car right in front of our house. We didn’t know whose dog it was, and it couldn’t walk. My parents brought him inside and laid him on a towel by the front door while they went out to try to find the owners. I remember feeling almost helpless. That sweet dog was just laying there… and there was nothing I could do. Or was there? I had watched a lot of movies about magic. You know the ones where someone just puts their hands on someone, closes their eyes, and heals them with their mind. And I remember thinking… “Well maybe I can do that too.” So I curled up right next to the dog and turned on my then “imaginary” superpowers. I remember thinking: I don’t know how to do this… but I bet I can. Please… let this be real! Eventually the owners came and got their dog. I was never told what happened after that. But I knew something had changed. I knew something had occurred. As time went on, more animals showed up. I had my own little secret world with animals. I had the adventure of witnessing healing, the choice for life, the choice for death… with so many little creatures. And I became a great observer. Looking back now, something became very clear to me: I made that choice a long time ago. And now, as a Talk To The Animals Facilitator, I can see that I followed my request and my knowing. I actually became the superpower. The superhero. The witch I imagined being as a kid! Today I get to talk to cats, dogs, horses, snakes and beyond. I talk to them in my mind, I put up my hands, and things change. I empower, without a doubt, the animals to choose what works for them. And I get to be their helpmate. And honestly… it still feels like just the beginning. So I have some questions for you: ✨ What did you ask for that has shown up in ways you never expected? ✨ What capacities do you have that you haven’t acknowledged yet? ✨ What can you ask for that could show up in ways far more grand and glorious than you could possibly imagine? What if the magic you imagined as a kid… was never imaginary? The more you acknowledge, the more you can have!  Hey beautiful beings, Last night, I had the pleasure of meeting a young lady at a restaurant — the owner’s daughter — who was definitely different. And oh my gosh… what a gift. As I sat across from her at the bar, I noticed something immediately: a calm in her head. A sweetness. She was paying attention to details no one else was. And she was loud in her head — “speaking” vividly — yet no one around us seemed to notice. “Ooooh,” I thought. “An X-Man!” Her mother was chatting with my friend when she came over to introduce herself and her daughter. Telepathically, I said to the daughter, “Hello… what are your superpowers?” She startled — completely — and ran off for a moment. As if she wasn’t used to anyone noticing that part of her world. Then she came running back, stood right in front of me, and said out loud, “Hello!” And introduced herself. She looked at my phone and asked, “Is that yours?” “Yes! Would you like to see a picture of my horse?” “Oh! I love horses. Yes!” Her mother explained that her daughter had been to Temple Grandin’s horse program — and then shared, beaming, that she’d just been invited back again this year. How cool! As we sat and talked, I watched her touch people… objects… clothing. Everything she touched lit up. And her body lit up too. She was like a walking, talking being of joy — amplifying the light in every molecule she engaged with. It was magic. At one point she announced proudly, “I’m autistic!” I smiled and said, “Me too!” Her mom looked at me a little cockeyed — because I didn’t look or act like the autistic people she was familiar with. And honestly… I had never said that out loud to anyone before. “I’m on the spectrum,” I continued. Her mother visibly relaxed. “I didn’t really know how to talk to people the ‘right’ way for a loooong time. I mostly spoke in movie quotes. I listened to other people talk a lot so they felt like I was talking to them. And I did well in school because I have a photographic memory — I could read something once and remember it.” She turned to her daughter and said, “Hey — you can do that! You told me you have a photographic memory too!” I added, casually, “You can also go into your teachers’ heads and get the answers.” Her mother’s jaw dropped. “You know,” she said slowly, “I’ve been reading about the possibility of telepathy with my daughter. Have you heard about this?” “Oh yes,” I laughed. “It’s totally a thing. It’s like how animals talk.” She smiled, eyes wide. “I’m actually listening to a podcast about that right now. I’ll have to look more into it.” Meanwhile, her daughter and I were sharing an entire unspoken universe. She was communicating in my head, and I in hers. Our bodies were communicating too. It felt like we were swirling molecules around us — colors, sensations, awareness — all dancing together. Then she said, with absolute certainty, “Autism is cool!” “Yes,” I said. “It is!” Later, she asked her mom if she could meet my horse one day. “I really want to meet Lily!” Her mom said, “Well, maybe if we see Alison again here, we can talk about it.” I already know I’m going to see her again. She’s been saying hello in my head ever since — showing me pictures of horses. (Lol) It feels so exciting to step into this new possibility on the planet — where differences are recognized as superpowers. Where magic, engagement, the unexplainable, and true communication exist without definitions… and without the need for words. What would the world be like if we allowed that? What else is possible we’ve never even considered? I can’t wait to see her again — and I also know we don’t need to see each other to continue this weird, wild, magical friendship. It already exists in the unseen, unbelievable, yet very real world beyond the box of this reality. What superpowers are available to YOU that you already BE, and what would it take to begin unlocking them — to shine brightly and invite the world into your world? With love, curiosity, and a whole lot of magic, Alison  It's Fall! it's getting dark early! It's HOLIDAY SEASON! It's... The world seems more insane than ever! Time to curl up into a ball and hide under the covers and shovel food into your belly and totally detach from your body completely! It's OK body, we'll see you next year, in the spring! I'll start judging you for what you've done while I was away and I can control you into submission with thoughts of getting you into a shape I saw on Instagram, hopefully. I mean... I kinda tried that last year, but you know, I'm older now so it's going to take longer. I don't have as much time as those people who wake up at 5am and go to the gym do, so, obviously you're never going to be that. In fact, i probably won't go to the gym at all. But I'd settle for anything other than what we have right now.... Just, why are you like this? Why are you in pain? OH! it's probably genetics... yeah that's probably a big part of it. And we all know you can't change genetics. Right? We're stuck with those. GROOOSSSS!!!! Hahaha ok, ok, I'll stop! But SERIOUSLY! What the heck are we actually saying to our bodies? And what are our bodies trying to say to us? What if NOTHING that you have ever learned about bodies, how they work, why they're in pain, why they're not perfect, and what will make them perfect, or at least live a little longer, is true? What if there's a conversation you can open up with your body that isn't a formula or a pill, but rather and ENGAGEMENT you can have with it? What if when you're present with your body, THAT's when things can start to change as if by magic? Without effort, force, judgment or making your body wrong? HOW THE HECK DO YOU DO THAT? Walp! You can start by asking your body questions like: - Good morning body? Who are we today and what grand and glorious adventures would we like to have? - Body! Do you want to ingest this? - Body! What would you like to wear today? - How would you like to move? When you start to ask questions, you literally open a new doorway of COMMUNION with your body. How else are you going to know what it likes, prefers, and what's going to make it SING?! Our bodies can create miracles. They can generate themselves, they will do their best to be what you ask of them, and they have magic, mysteries and capacities that we haven't even BEGUN to explore. What better time than now to begin that exploration? Even if you start to ask it just one question a day! TRY IT! OR This book is GOLD!! and changed my life... Right Body For You - The Book by Danielle Carter and Gary Douglas.    Since childhood, I had always wondered what happened after death. I sort of believed in the idea of reincarnation and LOVED that we may have had past lives and wondered who (or what!) I had been before? I discovered a book that addressed the idea of “reincarnation” (taking on a new body after one dies) that really made sense to me. It's by Gary Douglas and Dr. Dain Heer called "Talk To The Animals.” This discovery eventually lead me down the path to becoming a Talk To The Entities Facilitator (but that's a story for another blog! ) Now, I had had some interesting experiences with death and ghosts and aliens and all kinds of weird things growing up... But I was never REALLY sure what had happened. Part of this book began to open my eyes to a whole new world of understanding of what can sometimes happen when people and animals die. And then out of the blue, I received a blessing that lead me to a beautiful little being. This little guy helped confirm what I learned and suspected was true, and what I now believe, without a doubt, can happen after "death". Meet Sedrick. He's the adorable little baby finch in the picture up there. One day, a couple years ago as I was heading off to work, I looked down and saw three injured baby finches. They appeared half dead, and had fallen from their nest and were now stuck in the grass below. I didn't have much time, as I was running late, but decided to swoop them up and set them on a towel in a shoe box on my balcony close to the nest. I hoped and prayed for the best, but things didn't look too promising. When I returned, It appeared that all three had died. As I took a closer look, I noticed that one was still alive and just resting! I examined his little body and saw that he had a broken wing. His right leg was sticking out to the side and wasn't able to bend. But otherwise, he seemed "ok-ish", like perhaps there was some hope! I knew from the book and from past experiences that I could ask him questions and get answers in whatever way he could get his point across to me. So I asked him what he needed and he told me he was hungry! I didn't really know what to feed a baby bird, but mashed up watery granola came to mind, so I headed for the kitchen! I put the mushy concoction into a dropper and fed him one big drop at a time as often as he would take it, and he LOVED it! (You can see him eating here!) To help his poor little body, I started running energy and body processes through him and asked him to take whatever energy he and his body required in order to get better. Boy, did things start to CHANGE! It seemed he was going to stick around for a bit, so I decided to name him Sedrick. I ran processes and energy-work on him all day on the days I wasn't working, and asked them to run all night while he slept in a shoe-box next to my head in my bed. He began to have more and more energy as time went on; he started singing and chirping, and began taking mini adventures out onto the balcony. I would leave the balcony doors open so he could go outside whenever he wanted. Eventually, he began to jump off the balcony to explore the homeless people across the street or the alleyway in the back and scare the life out of me when I wasn't home! I could always find him, however, as I became very aware of what his individual chirp sounded like and could hear it from pretty far away! Sedrick started feeling SO much better that he eventually had a hard time staying in one spot in my room. He was also making little Sedrick poo piles all over the place and that didn't exactly work for me... lol! He couldn't quite fly yet and his leg was still sticking out so I didn't feel comfortable just setting him free yet. I decided I would get a cage after work that day and told him about my plans to do so. Before leaving on that particular morning, I had shut all the doors to the balcony and my room so that Sedrick couldn't get out. When work was finished, I had a feeling I should stop home first before getting the cage, so I did. When I got home, the doors were all wide open and no baby finch in site! I looked everywhere and strained my ears to see if I could hear his chirp off in the distance, but nothing. Then, I happened to look in the road next to my apartment complex and saw a small little pile of feathers flattened by a car. Sedrick was dead. I'll admit it. I was sad. Which was surprising to me because I KNEW that the "soul" never dies and that Sedrick was in the process of choosing something new but it still hurt a bit, I missed the little guy! I remembered that just because the body dies doesn't mean you can't still talk to the being, so I thanked him for coming to play for a little while and hoped he found a new body that would be just right for him! About a week or so later the coolest thing happened. I opened the door to my balcony and didn't even get one step outside when my toes hit something soft. I looked down and saw a healthy little baby finch staring back up at me. We stood there and stared at each other for what felt like forever, and then I asked him what he had to say? Was this Sedrick? It WAS Sedrick! He said he came back to say "Hi" and "thank you" and to show me his new beautiful little perfectly healthy birdy body! He also told me that death wasn't really that big of a deal and he'd rather get a new body than stay locked up in a cage unable to fly. I bent down to see if he wanted me to pick him up and make sure he was ok but right when I did that, he bounced over to the edge of the balcony, said goodbye and thank you again, and he took off flying out of site and chirping along the way. Never again will I ever doubt that there are INFINITE possibilities after dying and that death is not an ending or finite, but more like an avenue for a new possibility. And I'll always be grateful to little Sedrick for showing me what he knows about life and living and what the energy of gratitude really can be! Thank you for reading! If you have any questions or comments about this story, entities, or creating an acoustical life that totally works for you and your UNIQUE vibration, please comment below or email me, Alison, at [email protected].  |
Alison CoxAccess Consciousness® & Talk To the Entities™ Certified Facilitator, Life Coach, Owner at Alivio Massage Therapy, Body Wizard, Author, Thought Leader, Creator of My Acoustic Life Archives
April 2026
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