My Spiritual Realationship with my Guides

​Good morning! I am sipping coffee at my desk, listening to the birds singing. It is a pleasant Sunday morning after only a few hours of sleep. My thoughts muse over the idea of relationships. May I invite you into my experience?  

I am sure that I have always chosen my spiritual path first and foremost. I have strived for alignment with my soul to keep my peace of mind. Which I thought meant walking my way alone. Lord knows I am never really alone because I am clairaudient ( I hear and can have conversations with guides, angels, ascendant masters, and such). If there were a hidden camera in my apartment or anywhere, it would catch me conversing with any or all of them. Did I say Conversation? Half the time, I am yelling you must be kidding me, flipping them off, and a string of swearing to make a sailor blush. So I have not been alone but in the company of those that dwell on a different plane. I enjoy their company; they understand me. They never judge me; if I am on track, I get a golf clap. Yes, that’s right! You know those quiet claps ( It sounds like people clapping softly with gloves on) at a golf tournament. Even an ohhh softly spoken now and then. I sometimes refer to them as “the committee.” 

Occasionally, I need to check my 3rd eye to see if there is a permanent dent from being hit by a 2x4 from my guides.​  So my guides can be very insistent, and to be fair, I can be very stubborn. But, in the end, I should know better and follow what they suggest.