Sunday, September 30, 2007

Rick Springfield

I went with one of my dearest friends to see him Saturday evening at a local casino.
It's only the second concert I've ever attended. ;-)
He was also performing at the first concert I attended. (It was a great motivation to get a driver's license! lol)

It was his videos that captured my attention, that I went ga-ga over.
"Human Touch" made me sit up and take notice.
"Souls" was rather interesting.
"Love Somebody" & "Don't Walk Away" were nice...but it was "Bop 'Till You Drop" (the heavy duty sci-fi one) that really spoke to me, and came to me at a point in my life when I needed something outside of myself to focus on.
I was in junior high school, aka The Deepest Pit of Hell. Suffice to say, it wasn't pretty.
"BTYD" gave me a safe place to crawl into and explore, to create a story based on what had unfolded in five minutes on MTV. The story that arose from the video was the first one I chose to write down; I'm still working on it. (That may be the topic of another post down the line...)
From that point on, my ears were pricked for New Things About Rick.

Back to yesterday, and the concert.
He came out into the crowd and was less than five feet from where I was standing at one point. I must say, after all this time, he was still looking rather fine! Were it 1984 again, or even 1998, I would have tried very hard to touch him somehow, at least exchange a high-five. But here, in 2007, I was content to watch him pass by...while I wore a grin from ear to ear. :-D

I noticed other women, and even some men, whipped into an ecstatic frenzy as they watched the concert - dancing, singing along, screaming more often than not.
I noticed these feelings were absent in me, where once they would have been present.

It's times like this when I realize just how much I've changed since I've begun this metaphysical/spiritual journey. When a rock star produces a "merely" warm fuzzy feeling within.
Truth be told, I'd gotten more excited after attending a metaphysical lecture by Barbara Hand Clow the night before, because I could see how the future was falling into place, and the ideas, the Information that was coming to me, made me downright giddy, and practically skip into the house!
Okay, I'm threatening to digress wildly again... ;-)

Rick will always have a place in my heart, even if it doesn't beat as rapidly at the sound of his voice as it used to. Rock on, brother.

Thursday, September 27, 2007

giving thanks

The fall equinox is the time when many following the Earth traditions have their "thanksgiving."
It is the second - and central - harvest of the season.

(yes, I know, I'm a little late) ;-)

So I thought I'd post a few things that I'm feeling thankful for:

~I am thankful for all the changes this year has brought to me, and is still bringing to me.
Though I will be honest, I will be happy when Winter arrives, for that is the traditional "slowing" down time. I plan to go into the cave with Bear and hang a Do Not Disturb sign on the astral door! (lol)

~I am thankful for my car.
I learned to drive later in life, and received my license at the "ripe old age" of 26. :-p I know what it's like to have to bum rides where you can - and I am elated at the freedom and independence having the license to drive a car gifts me. I make sure I take care of my car so he'll take care of me. ;-)

~I am thankful for my circle of close friends. They give me unconditional love & support...especially when I forget that I'm constantly receiving it from the Universe around me.

{and I may come back to this to post some more later}

Thursday, September 13, 2007


Last week, they did a little repainting at the answering service.
I thought I was going to die.
I hadn't had a major reaction to paint before - but that was before I began my spiritual journey.
I drank a lot of water to clear myself out.
I'm back to "normal," now...

I find that "artificial" scents, for the most part, set me off.
For instance - mother loves "Bam," the super cleanser. I can't stand it.
She is courteous enough to wait until I've left, at least, before she uses it.

On the other side of the coin, "natural" smells set her off, where I have a greater tolerance for them.
As an example, she's always bugging me to clean out the litter box.
The metaphysical explanations for these things are food for thought...

And speaking of food:
She eats mostly bread these days.
I don't eat bread anymore. Or pasta. They contain gluten, which I have successfully reduced in my diet. Too much "glue" in gluten kept me bound to "lower" vibrations!
So it's kind of a Jack Sprat thing between us. ;-)

Physical sensitivity isn't the only thing that's been refined...
I mentioned at the outset of this blog, "dead people talk to me."
I sense someone coming by as a "disturbance in the Force." At first, I would feel vertigo within me. As I'm not fond of vertigo, I've asked for a different way for discarnate individuals to announce their presence. That's a work in progress at the moment.

I am beginning to see moments in time where realities split off.
Originally, this was as a result of a "near-miss" in my car. A well-timed step on the gas pedal got me out of what would have been a nasty accident...yet a significant part of my soul experienced that accident, where my car was T-boned. It took me about a day to regather my*self after that incident.
Not too long ago, I witnessed a near miss between two other cars - yet I "saw" the accident that "should have happened" unfold in an alternate reality.
This doesn't really unnerve me, since I am a science-fiction junkie ;-) and am familiar with the concept of alternate realities and "what-if's" that can alter the space-time continuum.
Still, for someone who was a Classically Trained Western Scientist and looked down her nose at the idea of "psychic abilities"...I'm not doing terribly bad, eh?