Breathing is good. It's, um, sort of a necessity.
Yet, the asthma has, as in the past, become a serious issue for me these days.
Breathe... in, out.
In, out.....
Just... need... air.
Darn asthma. It will, however, be remedied in time. This I know.
Breathing in life.
Joy.
Magick.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
curiosity leads to profound discoveries
Ever since I can remember, I've been fascinated with the other side. From shadows in the hallway, to figures standing over my bed, to hearing my name being called by disembodied voices, one question would always lead to ten more. I've had some fantastic experiences throughout my life in the name of spirits, but recently, my mind was officially blown.
Last weekend, I flew into San Antonio, Texas, to meet with friends Michelle Brown and Andy Coppock, who were conducting a paranormal gathering. Andy, a quantum physicist, has been developing an ITC device (Instrumental Transcommunication) that allows us to speak with those who have crossed over. The machine uses electromagnetic energy, and was born from ideas that sprouted forth from a ghost hunt. To add to the magic of this, a variant of Andy's device is being tested and used as a means of communication for autistic children, and possible treatments for Epilepsy and Parkinson's.
The ITC device Andy created, in which he calls the 'probe', is a real-time two-way machine of communication with those in parallel/alternate dimensions. And when I say real-time two-way communication, it means actual back-and-forth conversations with ghosts by which everyone in the room can hear and take part in. Kind of like talking on a telephone, except that the ghost (from what I could tell) is present with us in the very same space -- sitting right there with us on the sofa, so to speak.
The first ghostly voice I heard through this device was that of Don, a young ghost who's been very helpful toward Andy and Michelle whenever they use the device.
"Who's there?" asked Michelle. When a ghost/spirit approaches the probe, it begins to buzz. The ghost/spirit can proceed to talk into the device, for all to hear.
"Hi," greeted a ghost.
(This was about the time when my jaw hit the floor.)
"Who are we speaking to?" asked Michelle.
'It's Don. Hi."
It was a whispery, male voice, as clear as a bell. Right there in front of us. Talking. Listening. Answering. A real, live ghost, speaking to us exactly the way he would have when he was still in our dimension.
All through the night, and into the hours of the peaceful morning, ghosts would come, and ghosts would go. Males, females, adults, children. Those from the victorian-era, those from the 1950s, those from the 1990s -- so many beautiful ghosts paid us a visit, spoke with us, and touched our hearts. The more I witnessed, the more intrigued I became. The more the spirits said, the more questions I had, and the more amazement I felt.
One of the most beautiful mysteries which has come from this, and that will always remain with me, is a common thread most of these ghosts touched upon. They would inform us that "it's beautiful here." They would inform us that "time is different here." And their very presence, in the here and now, would remind our hearts and spirits that life is filled with magic and beauty. And that curiosity leads to profound discoveries. And that it's possible to go from simply 'believing' to 'utterly knowing' within a moment's time.
I've been reawakened and re-energized. Thank you, Michelle and Andy. I'm reminded that anything is possible, and that love is the strongest force in the Universe. Let's continue down the rabbit hole, shall we?
If you'd like to know more about Andy and Michelle, I highly recommend bookmarking their website: http://www.boldlygobeyond.com
Last weekend, I flew into San Antonio, Texas, to meet with friends Michelle Brown and Andy Coppock, who were conducting a paranormal gathering. Andy, a quantum physicist, has been developing an ITC device (Instrumental Transcommunication) that allows us to speak with those who have crossed over. The machine uses electromagnetic energy, and was born from ideas that sprouted forth from a ghost hunt. To add to the magic of this, a variant of Andy's device is being tested and used as a means of communication for autistic children, and possible treatments for Epilepsy and Parkinson's.
The ITC device Andy created, in which he calls the 'probe', is a real-time two-way machine of communication with those in parallel/alternate dimensions. And when I say real-time two-way communication, it means actual back-and-forth conversations with ghosts by which everyone in the room can hear and take part in. Kind of like talking on a telephone, except that the ghost (from what I could tell) is present with us in the very same space -- sitting right there with us on the sofa, so to speak.
The first ghostly voice I heard through this device was that of Don, a young ghost who's been very helpful toward Andy and Michelle whenever they use the device.
"Who's there?" asked Michelle. When a ghost/spirit approaches the probe, it begins to buzz. The ghost/spirit can proceed to talk into the device, for all to hear.
"Hi," greeted a ghost.
(This was about the time when my jaw hit the floor.)
"Who are we speaking to?" asked Michelle.
'It's Don. Hi."
It was a whispery, male voice, as clear as a bell. Right there in front of us. Talking. Listening. Answering. A real, live ghost, speaking to us exactly the way he would have when he was still in our dimension.
All through the night, and into the hours of the peaceful morning, ghosts would come, and ghosts would go. Males, females, adults, children. Those from the victorian-era, those from the 1950s, those from the 1990s -- so many beautiful ghosts paid us a visit, spoke with us, and touched our hearts. The more I witnessed, the more intrigued I became. The more the spirits said, the more questions I had, and the more amazement I felt.
One of the most beautiful mysteries which has come from this, and that will always remain with me, is a common thread most of these ghosts touched upon. They would inform us that "it's beautiful here." They would inform us that "time is different here." And their very presence, in the here and now, would remind our hearts and spirits that life is filled with magic and beauty. And that curiosity leads to profound discoveries. And that it's possible to go from simply 'believing' to 'utterly knowing' within a moment's time.
I've been reawakened and re-energized. Thank you, Michelle and Andy. I'm reminded that anything is possible, and that love is the strongest force in the Universe. Let's continue down the rabbit hole, shall we?
If you'd like to know more about Andy and Michelle, I highly recommend bookmarking their website: http://www.boldlygobeyond.com
Monday, July 19, 2010
spirit orbs
Orbs are spherical ‘lights’, or balls of energy. They may not always be visible to the naked eye, but they commonly show up in photos or film. However, orbs sometimes tend to be visible to the naked eye. Varying in size, they often appear in shades of white, and on occasion they may take on various colours. When we see these spheres, we’re seeing the plasma they’re creating, which is the fourth state of matter -- an ionized gas. These plasma orbs can be created scientifically. However, when orbs are displaying individual behavior, reacting intentionally in reference to the observers movements and thoughts, it’s apparent that these luminosities are conscious energies.
These spherical, glowing lights of were at one time such a phenomena that they were given their own names. They were called ‘corpse candles’ in Wales, and in 19th century England they were referred to as ‘Will-o-the-Whisps’ or ‘Jack-0-Lanterns.’ But why are they always in the shape of a sphere? Energy existing in a spherical form is the easiest form in which to move about.
In today’s growing world of paranormal investigating, it seems that orbs in particular have been deemed-in-stone as nothing more than lens flares, rain particles, or dust particles. In other words, these whitish anomalies showing up in photos are the laughing-stock of the paranormal-speaking world in the media. Alas, personal experience speaks much louder than words. Experience opens the eyes to realities much more clearly and powerfully than trendy proclamations. It's true that skepticism is healthy; we learn from questioning. In the same sense, we do not learn from continually discarding something without further, deeper consideration. How might anyone be so certain there isn’t something more to these floating spheres of light, which are sometimes visible to the naked eye? In this mysterious world of energy, no one can truly know what they are, or what they are not. Though it frustrates me to see seemingly open minds dismissing something which may very well offer relevance to the world beyond, I continue my lifelong quest in understanding these mysterious spheres of lights. These energy forms may not all be human or animal spirits, though I'm certain a good number of them are. Several may also be faeries, angels, or perhaps even aliens. It's possible....
When living in Louisiana, I discovered a single ball of white light which would hover over the center of the diningroom table. It wasn’t visible to my naked eye, but it would show up when looking through the lens of a digital camera. Once a photo had been snapped, the ball of light would float up to the corner of the room, as if hiding from sight. It would soon be completely out of sight and nowhere to be found all day. Curiouser and curiouser, I got up at 2 am the next morning, sneaking back into the diningroom to shoot a few quick pictures of the table. There it was again -- the orb, floating above the center of the table. It reacted the same way it has the day before, hiding in the top corner of the room. Able to see it in my camera’s lens, I followed it into the livingroom. It acted shy, attempting to escape me, so I left it alone by retiring to my art studio to work on some sketches. Sensing a presence a little while after, I shot a picture of the doorway. There it was again – an orb hovering a foot above the floor, watching me.
I’ve noticed that it’s common for these bright spheres of light to be present during celebrational events where there's laughter and joy to be shared. As well, they love to bask in the beauty of music. Try playing an instrument in a forest and take a sequence of photos with your digital camera (at least 50!) and see who or what shows up. I've also noticed that it’s common for the spirit orbs to be hanging around the vicinity of the shoulders, heart, and head. I believe they're connecting energetically with the person or animal by hovering in this area.
These spherical, glowing lights of were at one time such a phenomena that they were given their own names. They were called ‘corpse candles’ in Wales, and in 19th century England they were referred to as ‘Will-o-the-Whisps’ or ‘Jack-0-Lanterns.’ But why are they always in the shape of a sphere? Energy existing in a spherical form is the easiest form in which to move about.
In today’s growing world of paranormal investigating, it seems that orbs in particular have been deemed-in-stone as nothing more than lens flares, rain particles, or dust particles. In other words, these whitish anomalies showing up in photos are the laughing-stock of the paranormal-speaking world in the media. Alas, personal experience speaks much louder than words. Experience opens the eyes to realities much more clearly and powerfully than trendy proclamations. It's true that skepticism is healthy; we learn from questioning. In the same sense, we do not learn from continually discarding something without further, deeper consideration. How might anyone be so certain there isn’t something more to these floating spheres of light, which are sometimes visible to the naked eye? In this mysterious world of energy, no one can truly know what they are, or what they are not. Though it frustrates me to see seemingly open minds dismissing something which may very well offer relevance to the world beyond, I continue my lifelong quest in understanding these mysterious spheres of lights. These energy forms may not all be human or animal spirits, though I'm certain a good number of them are. Several may also be faeries, angels, or perhaps even aliens. It's possible....
When living in Louisiana, I discovered a single ball of white light which would hover over the center of the diningroom table. It wasn’t visible to my naked eye, but it would show up when looking through the lens of a digital camera. Once a photo had been snapped, the ball of light would float up to the corner of the room, as if hiding from sight. It would soon be completely out of sight and nowhere to be found all day. Curiouser and curiouser, I got up at 2 am the next morning, sneaking back into the diningroom to shoot a few quick pictures of the table. There it was again -- the orb, floating above the center of the table. It reacted the same way it has the day before, hiding in the top corner of the room. Able to see it in my camera’s lens, I followed it into the livingroom. It acted shy, attempting to escape me, so I left it alone by retiring to my art studio to work on some sketches. Sensing a presence a little while after, I shot a picture of the doorway. There it was again – an orb hovering a foot above the floor, watching me.
I’ve noticed that it’s common for these bright spheres of light to be present during celebrational events where there's laughter and joy to be shared. As well, they love to bask in the beauty of music. Try playing an instrument in a forest and take a sequence of photos with your digital camera (at least 50!) and see who or what shows up. I've also noticed that it’s common for the spirit orbs to be hanging around the vicinity of the shoulders, heart, and head. I believe they're connecting energetically with the person or animal by hovering in this area.
Spirit lights are constantly attempting to communicate with us in a positive manner, yet too many people are closed to the subtle messages they have to offer. Try quieting your mind and connecting with the arrays of energies which feel right to you, for you may be delightfully surprised at what, and whom, there is to find.
Sunday, July 4, 2010
feng shui'ing the website
I usually redesign my website every two years. Two years seems to give me enough time to forget how long the previous update had actually taken, which is usually (what feels like) about 2 million light-years. So, here I go again!
After weeks of bit-by-bit website work, I can see the light at the end of the tunnel... again! It's mainly been all of the print emporium rooms taking up all my HTML time. I'm diggin' the new look -- it has the Feng Shui I was seeking. Easier navigation, too. As a matter of fact, I like it so much that I'll probably be happy with it for longer than two years, which is a good thing; less website work always means painting productivity. And hecka.... do I need to paint.
After weeks of bit-by-bit website work, I can see the light at the end of the tunnel... again! It's mainly been all of the print emporium rooms taking up all my HTML time. I'm diggin' the new look -- it has the Feng Shui I was seeking. Easier navigation, too. As a matter of fact, I like it so much that I'll probably be happy with it for longer than two years, which is a good thing; less website work always means painting productivity. And hecka.... do I need to paint.
Friday, May 28, 2010
the journey is the reward
I created this blog a couple of years ago with the intent to immortalize my thoughts and experiences about hauntings, art, life. Though my life is full, this blog somehow remained empty since those passing years. However, there's no time like the present to work on tasks left in the shadows.
This week finds me working on my Joie de Vivre tarot, trying not to think too terribly in-depth about the many cards there are left to complete. While living in the moment with each card sitting on my art table -- waiting to come to life -- this is the sort of substance that makes it all worthwhile. Keep in mind the following chinese proverb, "the journey is the reward."
How true it is.
This week finds me working on my Joie de Vivre tarot, trying not to think too terribly in-depth about the many cards there are left to complete. While living in the moment with each card sitting on my art table -- waiting to come to life -- this is the sort of substance that makes it all worthwhile. Keep in mind the following chinese proverb, "the journey is the reward."
How true it is.
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