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Sometimes, when I reach for a book I’ve read before or watch
a movie I’ve seen before, I might just need a taste. I don’t have to stay for
the two hours or keep reading for more than 15 minutes or so.
I just want a taste.
I am of the school that you generally begin at the beginning
and end when it is over. Generally, that’s what I’m going to do, at least for
the first time. But there are other times when I will read a book I’ve read
before and randomly pick a spot in the book to begin reading.
It’s like that with Spirit, too. Other than Seth, I don’t
know that there are other FIS (Folk in Spirit) who hang around for long. I
mean, why should they? They’ve got other things to do, I’m sure. I’m not the
Most Important Person in the Room, right? However, I must say it is nice to
reach out and touch face with folks in Spirit I’ve talked to before. Like, just
now Lucy Ricardo came to mind. We bumped foreheads. I think. It felt like it.
Ah, she just did that big wink at me. Sometimes, Spirit will make the larger
move for me, just because I sometimes miss the details.
I’m listening to Gordon Lightfoot now as I write this. He
just touched his forehead and pulled on a lock of his hair.
Even though we didn’t get into an involved conversation, I
am grateful for the opportunity to just say thank you and hello—a friend waving
to another as the car goes by.
Ah, sometimes falling into a psychic vision is something. It
used to be easier if I was drinking, just a bit to change my sense of touch,
but now, in the years since I quit, it’s as if I'm writing a little bit,
listening a little bit as I write, as I fall into the mist that rises.
I’m gone.
I’m busy. I have places to go and people to see. My mother.
My dad. Grandparents. My brother.
How do I feel? Well, I’m crying. My eyes hurt. My throat
hurts. I’ve got chills. I can’t stop rocking back and forth. I can’t keep this
intensity up for long. It’s got to calm down.
I used to have a job. Retired now. I was always present as I
worked, whatever the job was. But now? As a psychic. As a writer, I must let go
sometimes. Other psychics may do it differently.
In the beginning, when I wasn’t able to meditate, I’d lie in
bed and say to myself, “Go Psychic”. In my mind, I’d roll on my side, and what
I saw was a psychic space. It was a place of spirit, and I’d move there. It
felt different. I liked doing it because I didn’t need to spend time centering,
raising my vibrations, or grounding myself. There is nothing wrong with doing
those things to achieve centeredness and to reach out psychically. It almost
felt as if I were backstage doing voice exercises, flexing and stretching
before taking the stage. That one command for me, the thing I say to myself, “Go
Psychic” means I am reaching for clarity, for peace, for an understanding.
Every psychic is different. It’s just what I do. What it’s
like for me.
Hey, thanks for reading. Go see all the places I’m on the
web on the home page. Come back again, and please, ask your questions.
Pauline Evanosky
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