I sit alone, at my neighbor's house, watching Syfy's 2012: Startling New Secrets, I just don't know what to think about 2012. I wonder if it will be like the Y2K non-event. Or have I been lulled into a sense of complacency... On this show, I am hearing a lot about trying to prevent whatever is supposed to potentially happen. How do you prevent global sized occurrences? Personally, I am going to continue living my life, whatever happens, happens. I did want to get away from the city center, I have moved to what I consider a safer place, all those years of listening to Coast to Coast am did have some effect on me. :-)
While I'm watching the show, there is activity going on around me. I have seen, on 2 occasions, a sparkling at ground level, near a decorative, ceramic swan that resides on a bottom shelf. I don't think it has any relevance to the swan, it just happened in front of it. It wasn't bright, but it was brighter than the shadows and did catch my eye, twice. The sparkling thing was about the size of a grapefruit, not solid. This is an area that has had activity before, usually just movements or shadows.
I have also heard lots of noises in places where I don't usually hear noises, though it is very possible that it's the house moving and settling, we do have big temperature fluctuations from day to night, especially if the sun had been shining in the evening (ie, no clouds). Because of those temperature fluctuations, pretty much all structures, buildings and such move, flex, pop and groan. I can tell almost to the minute when the sun goes behind the mountain, our roof (metal) pops real loud, if you aren't used to it, it can make you jump it's so loud.
Edit-I found out what the noises were tonight, the back door and screen door were open, there was just enough of a breeze to make the screen door move, ever so slightly, that was what I have been hearing all evening.
I spoke to a lady today who worked for hospice, we spoke a bit about death and dying, I felt like we were going in an interesting direction, I wanted to get into more detail about her thoughts on the dying process and what she thinks about what happens after death. Unfortunately we didn't have the time to really get into depth, I was "working" at the Country Store, she (and her hubby) were leaving, the phone rang... perhaps it was not meant to happen just yet, I hope to have another chance to talk to her.
It's a funny dance we humans do when it comes to talking about death and the afterlife, especially if you really don't know each other. I felt like she had some good information, and I felt like she was picking up on where I was going with the conversation. But without the time to continue the "dance", we just didn't get far enough into the conversation.
I was reminded of when I used to be a hairdresser, I did this for about 11 years. I used to hone my skills on "reading" people when I did hair. I usually had enough time while I had my customer in the chair to work the conversation around to whatever I was feeling or getting from them. I also had a bit of an advantage that I had almost forgotten about. When doing hair, the person who is getting their hair done, must let their guard down, they must allow me to get physically very close to them, to touch them, in a way that no other "stranger" would be allowed.
Because of this advantage, I was able to learn more about that person, I could feel things, sense things, I could even pick up thoughts and words. It was usually very easy to lead the conversation around to whatever I was picking up about that person. I wonder now what some of those people thought about me... if they even realized what was happening...
One thing I was always able to pick up was whether or not that person had been near death or had actually died. I don't know how to explain it, but anyone who has died or been near death "feels" different, I can't pinpoint what that difference is, I just know it when I sense it.
I had been 100% accurate in this until one day, I had a lady in my chair, we were talking away about nothing. I began to recognize that feeling, I starting leading the conversation, asking questions to try to discover how she had been close to death. I wasn't getting anywhere, I finally came right out and told her about what I was doing, it didn't bother her at all to talk about it. She insisted that she had never been close to death, no car accidents, no illnesses, no accidents of other sorts... so I finished doing her hair, and she left. I felt certain that I had felt that "been close to death" feeling, but I must be wrong, it really bugged me for a few days.
A few days after that, she called me at the salon to tell me that she had been thinking about our conversation and had remembered something that she hadn't thought about in many MANY years. As a young child, she had gotten very ill, went to the hospital, she almost died from that illness. It had been so many years since it had happened, she had forgotten about it.
I was thrilled to find out that I was still at 100% accurate. After I stopped doing hair, I do not have that unique position any more to have random people sitting in front of me getting their hair done. I still get that feeling every now and again, but I don't usually get to have those kinds of conversations.
What really made me think about this today is the lady I spoke to from hospice, and later in the day, I gave 2 haircuts on the Country Store front porch. Giving haircuts is something I rarely do since I got out of the business. I think I'll start doing more of it though. It will give me a chance to hone up on both skills. hair and reading people.