I know it’s been a while since I’ve made a blog post. The road’s been a bumpy one the past few months, but I’m back. Life is a series of returns 😉
/ Drawing by Shel Silverstein /
I have a Band-Aid on my finger,
One on my knee, and one on my nose,
One on my heel, and two on my shoulder,
Three on my elbow, and nine on my toes.
Two on my wrist, and one on my ankle,
One on my chin, and one on my thigh,
Four on my belly, and five on my bottom,
One on my forehead, and one on my eye.
One on my neck, and in case I might need ’em
I have a box full of thirty-five more.
But oh! I do think it’s sort of a pity
I don’t have a cut or a sore!
~ by Shel Silverstein
— from Where the Sidewalk Ends
/ Photo by TroyMason /
I had a bad case of food poisoning this past spring. I reported my experience to my acupuncturist: fever and intense abdominal pain. She surprised me by responding, “You went on a journey, didn’t you? What did you learn?” In my delirium, I heard messages about my future, and they came true a few months later.
A health crisis is a catalyst for spiritual introspection and illumination. You are disconnected from your body because of pain, discomfort, and medication. You find yourself suspended between the physical and spiritual realms. It is another Bardo state.
/ Photo by Dano /
I have a secret confession to make: In the past, I was shy about revealing that I’m a psychic. I’d say I’m a ‘consultant’ on rental applications, and at social gatherings. My family wasn’t even aware that I am a psychic and I’d been working in this field for more than twenty years!