Category: Messages From Beyond
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Sir Percival’s Perspective… 🐾
Ah yes, the smear campaign. Classic tactic of insecure mammals with too much time and not enough grace. There I was, curled up in the Otherworld, tail wrapped, third eye open, licking my metaphysical paw, when I caught wind of the latest nonsense. The Lady, bless her chaotic little soul, had finally found something resembling…
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Aunty Fan – The Living Tell on Themselves…
The Clothes Off His Back: A Message from Aunty Fan… Well, now isn’t this a fine thing to be sitting with on a Sunday? There you are, up to your elbows in your father’s old clothes, shirts still smelling faintly of pipe smoke and aftershave, pockets with old screws and half a Woodbine in then,…
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A Message from Beyond – From Huff…
Well, well, well.Would you look at the state of ye. It’s me, Huff.Alive, well, and slightly see-through up here in the Big Field Beyond. Did you honestly think a scrappy little legend like me would just disappear quietly? Not a chance, pet. I’ve been watching. Oh, I’ve seen the carry-on down there. And before we…
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Today’s Message From Granny Frass…“Not Every Rattle Is a Storm”
A Message from Granny Frass…“For when the world feels noisy, and you’re wondering what to do next…” Now you hush that busy mind of yours for just a minute and let me speak. I can see you thinking five steps ahead and three behind, wearing yourself out trying to fix what was never yours to…
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Granny Frass: Who’s Got a Key to Your Vault?
Granny Frass Says: Watch Who’s Robbing Your Soul Bank (Looking at You, Bully & Fanny)… Well now, pet, gather in, because I’ve a thing or two to say about Soul Banks.And more importantly, about the pair of soul pickpockets that snuck around this family for years: Bully and Fanny McFox. See, I always told you…
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Granny Frass (from beyond the veil)…
Granny Frass on Bullies, Schemes & The Captive Rebel… Well now, child, I’ve been watching this carry-on from the other side, and let me tell you… It’s every bit as pathetic as I expected.You always were the bright one. The one who saw through the grown-ups before you could even tie your shoes. And let…
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🐾A Message from Sir Percival…🐾
A Turf Shed, a Tyrant, and a Tomcat’s Truth… Message from Sir Percival: Ah, my dear human. I see you’ve returned to the farm, tender, mended, and half-glued together with stitches and stubbornness. A lesser creature would’ve fled. But you? You came home to heal. And what greets you? The unmistakable stench of testosterone and…
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Granny Frass Says…
Granny Frass Says: Some People Would Put The Devil to Shame… Well now, I’ve been minding my own business up here, sipping a drop of strong tea and keeping an eye on things below when word reached me about the latest carry-on. And let me tell you, if I had me old walking stick I’d…
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Granny Frass, Sage, and the Sacred Turf Shed…
Well now, would ya look at you, walking round the house with sage in one hand, a crystal stuffed down your bra, and chatting away to the Almighty like He’s your next-door neighbor. Fair play to ya, pet. Fair play. That’s the kind of spirituality I can get behind. None of your stiff-collared sermons or…
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Message from Granny Frass: The Back Yard Drive-Through…
Well now, pull up a cloud and pour yourself a drop of something, because your Granny Frass has her apron in a knot tonight. Word reached the spirit side that Bully did one of his famous little drive-ins again. Rolled right through the yard like some lord of the manor, did a turn, and off…