St. Patrick's Day At Starbucks

Today is St. Patrick's Day, and I have chosen the green of Starbucks.  I was getting a lot of telepathic communication that my last entry meant a lot to beings taking it in.  I guess we are moving into a new phase.  People want to KNOW where they came from, and what is real, and what is a celestial analogy.  In essence, it is all analogy, based on the energetic, like a huge myth that is tricky to read properly.  I feel the demonic clock has shifted, and now I am engulfed in the evil abyss that comes through the eyes and mouths of every entity around me.  It takes a lot of courage to get out of bed every day.  We finally have pavement to walk on.  The ice and snow was creating a weariness in me about going out.  I do feel like I am walking with the Irish today.  Maybe my eyes have just an extra green hue.  One vendor I stopped by communicated telepathically that I am Irish royalty, and another came through excited to say that I was definitely their queen.  He had wondered why he could stand me for 15 seconds or more.  He is not quite a big talker, but he always has his Irish gear on, every day of the year.  The other day the fates of Ireland gave me a $10 bill to enjoy St. Patrick's Day.  I guess that is high and holy.  To be able to verbalize it in a sweet way that is cute and not insane sounding is another holiness.  I feel that as a being I am evolving.  Yesterday, I was so tired.  I slept through without waking up once.  I know that I swam hard the day before, but it was more than that.  I was doing a major energetic journey and protection detail that needed my full attention.  Well, Russia and China are here with me today.  I will sit and see if I feel anything come through.