Tonka Beans and Football

Recently I taught a class on using the 6th sense. When I teach intuitive classes I call in an old friend, Randy.

Randy had big energy when he was on the earth plane and he still has big energy in the spirit world. My logic is that most students will be able to get something about him. Besides, he’s kind of a show-off and likes making his presence known.

Case in point, a medium told me, “You smell him when he’s around.” What?? I hadn’t smelled him and I wasn’t even sure what that meant. Until the next day and sure enough, I smelled a deep fryer in my cabin…and I don’t have a deep fryer in my cabin. Randy owned a bar and grill. We all smelled like french fries when we left there.

Not only did he like to tease me on the earth plane, he’s still doing it from the Spirit world. Randy and I always bet something silly on Bears and Packers games. He made me do more embarassing things than I care to remember when I lost those bets. One of them involved me signing a contract where I agreed to be buried in a Packers casket. His morbid sense of humor inclined him to keep the contract in the safe in a tiny prototype of a Packers casket.

In the class a student wrote down one word about my friend: “Bears.”

Hahahaa…not funny Randy.

Baloo:
My human didn’t mention that she also brings me into some of her classes. Not physically, but energetically.

A gal in her last class wrote down “Tonka Bean.” What the hell is a Tonka Bean??

My human explained that her son played with Tonka trucks when he was little and that she calls me Silly Beans. Spirit was making a reference to her treating me like another child.

What? I don’t think so. 

First of all, what kind of name is Silly Beans? I’m a bit old for such baby names.

Secondly, if she treated me like a child then I wouldn’t have to beg for food…at least I would hope not.

I’ll have to have a chat with her son…maybe she made him beg too. No wonder he’s so skinny.
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