Here I am again, bathing your eyes with my thoughts and opinions, if you choose to take that bath. It's been awhile. A looooooooong while (your eyes must be filthy! ;)). I've missed taking this time for myself and intend to reclaim it. I can't being to explain how much I enjoy writing. I don't even think I knew how much myself, until I began to re-read previous posts. It's a freeing experience. It's tearing down walls and allowing everyone to see what/who/why you are. I am many things and I've only begun to scratch the surface.
If you know me, you are aware that while I am not a religious person, I am very spiritual. I can't seem to tie my beliefs to any one discipline and find myself drawing from many. One of my strongest beliefs is that we continue on after we pass. How can we not? Humans are made of energy, which never ends, just transfers to something/somewhere else. You may disagree, that is your prerogitive. I have had no formal experience with the paranormal. That is to say, nothing that I can directly attribute, with difinitive proof, to someone who has passed. I can say, with sincerity, that I have encountered situations where I struggle to find reasonable explanations for what has occured. There is no need to go into detail, as these happenings have no real signifigance to anyone but me. They centre around my life and the people who have left it. They are tiny, simple things. Moments where I will hear a noise, see a slight movement out of the corner of my eye, or (and this is a big one) feel a drop of water on my hand in an otherwise dry environment. Suddenly, my mind is filled with them. Not always the same person, but generally her. (you will know who if you know me) They are almost like tiny reminders, like "Hey, wake up...I'm here" I have recently been instructed to pay attention to these tiny prods. I am attempting this, rest assured. I just wish I knew why and what exactly to pay attention to. Perhaps I will in time. Or, on the other hand, maybe there is nothing to understand besides the reminder that they are with me always. Either way, and whether or not you believe I am nuts, I am grateful to know, if only in my heart, that I am never alone.
