“Flynn!” I heard what came from over the boss’ desk and inquired,” Yes? Did you call me?” He responded, “I didn’t.” And probably picked up from him, here is another strange person. I heard my nickname being called again, “Flynn!” I looked at his direction and sort of inquired under mumbled breath, “I’m here, what do you want?” And I knew he didn’t call out my name or heard me because he was busy talking on the phone. Great. Now I am hearing things.
The second type occurred at the same company whereby I felt two presences. One time was an applied pressure for a few seconds between my shoulder blades and found no one nearby because of the late hours of having to work overtime. It was a creepy moment and I was tired. While the other time (on 24-November-2005 at 03:00PM Pacific Time) was a tug on my left earlobe. It felt like someone used their finger and thumb to apply pressure on my earlobe. I discovered that one of my two earrings (from grandpa) was lost and found the missing item near the base of the computer. I immediately sent out my ‘Thank you” to the invisible helper in reverence. Great. Now I am seeing things.
Others types of unexplained events affected my sense of smell such as dog poop and total yuck emanating from former and current co-workers, respectively. There was a rotting stench of death in our garage around March 1998 (and I won’t discuss on how I summoned that stinky smelly one). My reaction to loud and sudden noises, such as slamming doors and annoying co-workers, has increased also. I wonder if there is really Persian magic going on at this company. It’s got to be something else. Great. Now I am angry.
These above mentioned incidences are true (to me at least) and I could only speculate that I’ve been blessed with these new heightened sense of awareness recently. I find that I’m more irritable and open to more stimuli than ever before. It is not a matter of why these happen to me but of how I should handle these new found abilities to connect to the unknown.
Being able to believe in myself is one thing but others don’t want anything to do with gifted people. This is truly sad when everyone should support each other for areas where mainstream medical science cannot prove or disprove symptoms of people evolving.
Ancient folks from all cultures have shamans, healers and other weird high sounding words that I cannot pronounce. Both Maw and Squirrelly and some relatives live with and share different blessings in disguise. My stories happen to be made more publicly detailed.
Sometimes I want to believe I could communicate with others who could pick up my stray thoughts. For example, let’s say I repeatedly though of the words ‘Stop and Go.’ And then I overheard the following day on a popular news station an official mentioning the same phrase ‘Stop and Go’ in his speech to the nation.
Would that be construed as someone trespassing against my stray thoughts? If so, that would be an unforgivable evil but wishful thinking. Everyone likes to wish upon a star no matter how far or believe in tossing the hard earned pennies into the water fountain for good luck.
Are you people with me and amused so far? It is good to know there people with the best of intentions somewhere, out there. We all could use an increase in our serotonin with a good laugh once in awhile.
(Note: It is okay since there is really nothing to fear or be too overly concerned. Anyone reading this should consider themselves equally blessed for being unbelieving people stuck in their normal, don’t-worry-be-happy and dense ways. You all got a long way to go. Oh honey, have you seen my rose-colored glasses? I seemed to have misplaced them again. Yeah, right).
Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.
Original publication:
- Saturday February 25, 2006 – 09:00pm (PST)
- http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog-dMLYEJo3fqqaTf8Pi2_DBUz8?p=59
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