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Conscious Living with Wendy Garrett is produced by Empower Radio and featured on empoweradio, iheart, itunes, stitcher and various independent youtube channels. Programs cover a wide range of Mind-Body-Spirit/Alternative Awareness/PSI topics, including: Consciousness, UFO, Metaphysics, Paranormal and Energy Medicine.

Ongoing personal experiences with extraordinary and unexplained seen/unseen phenomena underscore my belief in a world abundant with wonders we haven't yet begun to fathom.

Experiencers, via their unique encounters, give us glimpses and clues to what potentials creation has yet to reveal when we are willing to listen to the call of the muse and curious enough to table our fear and explore the unknown inner and outer limits of being.

And the answers are there, teasing us in quirks, quarks and fantastic anomalies.

My proof
- and that is the whole point of this reality thing being very personal and unique to the individual experiencer - the light beside me goes off for a moment and then comes on again as I am composing this introduction, underscoring the "quirk" factor and the representation of the ever-present, unseen support in this adventure.

Thank you for your interest and for listening. I hope you enjoy the shows! - wendy ... and the nightlights ;)

Saturday, February 3, 2018

Straight Talk - Ascencion, Reality Shift, Consciousness, WTF

Reality is frequently inaccurate. - Douglas Adams, The Restaurant at the End of the Universe


Divine Intervention: 2009. By what or whom I still cannot say. Guides, Guardians, Angels, Fairies, Interdimensionals, Immortals, ETs. They call themselves Transdimensionals.

I had already experienced a huge consciousness awakening and energetic shift when I began working with the Nightlight Energy in 1997. Paranormal phenomena increased. Information downloads arrived in dreams and through automatic writing.

The difference in 2009 is akin to a quantum leap, involving endings, beginnings and life-path redirects.

The prompt arrived in a dream. Three Men in Black drove up to meet me in an open field. Standing apart from a group of men I knew but had philosophical differences with, I stared up at the stars in the night sky. A big black car drove up through the field and stopped a short distance away, unnoticed by anyone from the group I had arrived with.

Three Men in Black got out without hesitation and walked toward me, stopping directly in front to deliver a message. Their features are non-descript and voices don't register so it must have been telepathic. It seems my response was telepathic because the other group remained completely oblivious.

One of the Men in Black told me I needed to do what I had agreed to do when I came here. I knew he was right and agreed, seemingly well aware of what that instruction meant. Somehow in that interaction I knew there was no deviation and time was of essence. It seemed very important to take action. They returned to the car. I looked at the group and knew I would not be missed when I said Goodbye. Whatever the purpose for our involvement, the mission had concluded.

Continued connection with the Transdimensionals was telepathic, while I was wide awake; no drugs, no health issues and no interest in complicated relationships of any sort. I was in the middle of a life crisis, facing a fork in the road. Change required a complete 180 from the direction I had been headed.

The interveners seemed to know every aspect of my life. Animals responded to their prompts as well and everything in the environment could reflect their presence.

I was still engaged with the Nightlights in my metaphysical practice but this connection went beyond that to impact my daily routine on a physical level. One of the rules during that time included no journaling, something I had maintained as a daily practice to help me with the Nightlights for over a decade. (Unexpected wild card. I later discovered others had been reading my notes and this disruption left them out of the loop. Interesting.)

Why not keep my daily diary? Didn't see this one coming. I was told not to write anything down to avoid getting stuck in a time-line. That same rule applied when being told not to telegraph my presence while in an alternate reality. Demonstrating an incongruent energy signature could imprint and fix my energy to that altered-state timeline.

This is the first time I have been given direct instruction and specifics on how our energy can impact and allow for the type of reality we experience. And for the first time, I was given a demonstration of how that might work. Three days of demonstrations, actually.


Undated - March 2009 -

Day One. Received a telepathic prompt to step outside and experience an alternate reality. Deciding there was no harm in exploring, I opted to follow the prompt. Andy was with me. Knowing I had backup and someone to witness this experiment helped.

We stepped outside to see what appeared to be a normal sky. Getting into the car, everything worked the same. When we had to stop at the intersection to wait for the light, it dawned. The cars were different. They appeared to be the same models but in just three colors, shades of black, white and silver.

Taking a drive through the suburbs, the shades were also a constant in parking lots and on new car lots. There were no colors. And then there was another quirk. Given instructions to avoid telegraphing that I think anything is amiss, this was simply a tour. One of the traffic "rules" - the presence of a white car indicates it is safe to turn into the traffic. If a black car stops at the intersection, delay and wait for a white car to appear. I was being guided where to turn and white cars were the key.

Interesting characteristic of the cars in this timeline. Many are occupied by a solo driver. It seemed some might know about this exercise because they looked directly at me, held my attention and smiled. Most drivers in the reality I am accustomed to are not in the least concerned with engaging outside their own general circumstances and rarely make an added effort to lock eyes and smile.

A bit confused, I half-smiled back, remembering to avoid telegraphing. Unsure of their intentions, it appeared they were somehow different and watching my actions. All who tried to engage were male, Caucasian, slender/thin build with shorter, brownish hair and wearing dark clothing.

This experience was so mind blowing it was (and is) hard to capture and retain details and noted differences because the landscape looked the same and the people were going about their business as they would any other time. Keeping track involved trying to specify the minutia and there was very little time for detailed examination. I suspect that was intentional.

Incredibly frustrating being overwhelmed simply in the knowing of this altered state and still having to main activity as if this is normal. I am unable to fully explore, investigate or even focus a tiny bit on all that might be different. Again, if one had the ability to read energy that activity would have identified me as an outsider. I thought about that afterward.

Fortunately, Andy was with me to remind me that we were simply asked to witness this shift. We didn't stop to engage anyone or try to take notes. We took the tour and returned home. Traveling through several suburbs of the metro area, the most astounding memory was that glaring lack of color in the cars. Impossible to miss that.

So many questions. What's going on? Who is really in charge? How is this possible? Where are these altered states? Is it time-travel or dimension shift?

Andy is my saving grace on this one. I know I didn't imagine it. He experienced it with me. Aside from helping to cement the bond between Andy and I, my biggest question about all of this is: Why?

A new directive would come the next day.



That altered reality had an overall theme of black, white and shades of grey. Other than the smiling men nodding at me when we were guided through the intersections, there were few smiling faces and no attempts at interaction. Did they even see us?

My view of them was that most were simply caught up in whatever their role demanded. They did not appear to be happy.

Reality is not what we think. Magnify that by Ten.


There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of in your philosophy. - Hamlet (1.5.167-8), Hamlet to Horatio