Undiscovered Planetary Soul

I think I'll be posting here again. It's been a rough winter. I need a safe place to word vomit.

The guys hosting the event played hide and seek.  Basically, Aaron hid while Nick was outside smoking. Then he came in with his SB7 and had the Spirits tell him where Aaron was hiding in the building.  As Nick went down to the basement, I took out my electric light dowsing rods (ELDR), sat on the edge of the stage, and began to ask questions. Is Aaron in the basement? Rods remain parallel = no. I like to do sample test questions which should give an obvious answer, just to ensure the Spirit is with me. Where is the owner standing? Rods moved to the left. Owner was standing to my left. Is Aaron on the first floor? Rods = no. Is Aaron upstairs in the balcony area? Rods crossed = yes. Where is Michelle? Rods moved to my right which is where she was sitting. Nick started his way back up to the 1st floor and I asked where Nick was. Rods moved to the far left which was correct. Is Aaron back stage? Rods = no. Nick made his way from one end backstage to the other and began to walk out to the main floor. Where is Nick?  Rods moved to my right which was correct. Nick moved to the back where the bathrooms were. He entered the women’s bathroom. Is Aaron in the women’s bathroom? Rods = no. When Nick left the bathroom, all three of us girls began to chuckle. Nick then proceeded into the men’s bathroom. Is Aaron in the men’s bathroom? Rods = no. Is Aaron still in the balcony? Rods crossed = yes. We all began to chuckle again as well as the two guests watching. Nick entered the office. Is Aaron in the office? Rods = no. Nick proceeded up the balcony stairs. This is the moment my heart was pounding with joy. All this time, the Spirit participating with me had answered correctly. If Aaron wasn’t in the balcony area? I would become seriously dissappointed. Nick said, “I recognize those socks and shoes from anywhere.” All three of us cheered! The participating Spirit was spot on! And we found Aaron before Nick did with the dowsing rods. :-)

When I do readings? I can get a pretty good idea of significant future events but only withing the next 6 months. Not that I can’t see beyond 6 months but anything past 6? Info is rather hazy. There is this bike path along the river which I like to run. From the parking lot, down to the end of the levy wall, and back is approx 3.15 miles.  That’s about a 5K run. A mile down the path there are high voltage kV lines.  They leave the substation just shy of the railroad tracks and the kV then runs West along the bike path. Majority of the poles which hold the lines are concrete.  A few outside of the substation are aged pine. For the past year, whenever I’d come up to the area which the rail runs above the bike path and over the river? I would get this notion that the high voltage lines would fall.  And it NEVER made any sense to me.  Ever.  Unless there were significant winds to bring down a pole? I could not see how the lines would fall.  Well.  On Monday, one of the wooden poles caught fire early afternoon.  As I jogged down to the area where the pole had caught fire? I saw two Firemen hosing the smoldering, charred pole. White smoke escaped the pole and the grass around it was scorched. The kV lines? They were dangling far above the ground about twenty feet. The bike path was closed... technically ... but I wanted to see it for myself. And to see the lines low to the ground? A burning pole was never imagined.  Yet, there it was.  What I kept feeling almost every time I’d jog thru that specific area.

I heard about the paranormal investigation via Facebook. Someone I knew showed interested and it came up on my page. A local group was hosting it and the business was just two minutes from my home. I bought a ticket and arrived an hour late due to returning from Chicago from visiting my grandmother (whom was still living at her home at the time). I bought the ticket to support local but also because I wanted to know if I was crazy or indeed legit. Was I truly an Empath or was I full of shit. I was greeted at the door and shyly asked if anyone else was an Empath ...because I wanted to verify with another Empath or Medium of what I might feel. She said yes and led me to a group which was already in progress of an investigation.  Immediately upon entering the room, someone inside the room felt familiar. When the man began to ask questions? I got a name. I knew this person but could not see him due to lack of light. When the session was over, we all returned to the first floor of the building. I walked around to look for this man, to confirm it was whom I believed it was, but could not find him. At that point, I believed I was nuts. I stood around, perplexed, and then I heard a man call out my name in excitement. It was him!!! He shared that he, too, had the ability to sense Spirits but in a different way. I remained with his group for the rest of the night and received some good results/confirmations. That night? My experiences confirmed to me that my abilities were true. That I can feel the emotions of the Spirits and get information of their sex, age, and year of death. I can feel the residual energy of places and get information of past events which transpired. Spirits also speak to me, telling me where to go or what to share with others. I can get information from pictures or by holding an object belonging to that person. Recently? I know what a portal feels like and have seen the aura of a Spirit (child). I no longer fear my abilities. Accepting what I have is true, I have been able to cue in much better to the Spirits and my environment. It comes so much easier to me. Better yet? I don’t have anxiety when Spirits are communicating with me. Fast forward to today. Well. I will post more about my previous investigations but bed calls. :-)

It’s been a very long time since I last posted in Tumblrland.  I’m still here on planetary Earth. I’m doing well.  As for my mental illness, I have not taken any medication for over two years. I found jogging, roller derby, and jam/dance skating a means to me mentally fit. My social anxiety is no where close to an issue like it once was prior to joining roller derby. Forcing myself to be around people I don’t know and then developing trusting relationships on skates in practice has kept my anxiety to a minimum. Then? I decided to enter the world of paranormal investigation. Another group of new folks entered into my life, as well as a continuing influx of investigators I’ve met and are now following me on Facebook. Being around people, as much as I once despised greatly, is keeping my mental illness in check. Exercise has been beneficial as well. I’ve decided to document my experiences in the paranormal investigations which I participate here.  On Tumblr.  In the past, I used to write my odd experiences in a book journal. But this was 20+ years ago and as much as I love to write? Today, I much prefer to type my thoughts. It’s efficient and correction is also simplified with a backspace button. Also? I want to share my experiences with the public. 

Choose Your Candy

I’m really hoping this is some weird, short term issue. That I’ll “get over it”.

Nevertheless. Mania and depression cannot be snuffed out by a higher pay grade. More money doesn’t bring happiness. Not for me. But it does for my family. Their happiness is all that matters.

It’s Monday. I’m home. I’m home tomorrow, too. Just don’t want to be anywhere. So far, my pretending is working at home. It’s been terrifying. I won’t lie. When the Big D taunts you? Past options to make it “end” immediately reappears on the table.

Go. Fucking. Figure.

Next weekend, both my hubbie and my daughter are visiting his step mom and dad for the whole weekend. With THAT said? I intend to get art on paper.

I planned on drawing this morning but no. She's here AGAIN.