Legends of the Fall

Avoid reading this post if you are not metaphysically minded, have a hard time keeping an open mind about angel communications, the belief in synchronicity, and the power of intuition. Because it will include all of these ingredients, and then some... I haven't blogged about these occurrences - because, well, you never know who's reading and what they might think. But if you've been following along so far I guess you've earned the privilege (I don't know if that's the right word)of hearing some personal stuff as well as getting a peek at some of my spiritual leanings.

Last winter I took an 11 week class in psychic development and as our classes progressed and became longer each week the teacher, Eddita, began assigning us individualized "homework" during sessions to keep us focused on expanding our abilities. One week in mid-April mine was to focus on communicating with the angelic realm. I told Eddita that I didn't really know what she meant - my only "experience" with angels was hearing the nuns and priests talk about them during Mass and catechism class. And so I asked her if she had someone particular in mind? As soon as I asked the question, I heard (silently)the name, Archangel Michael. Of course she responded with, "Archangel Michael". Well, that was interesting....

The first four days afterward I was frankly too intimidated to meditate and try to "communicate" with Archangel Michael. I didn't rememer too much about him except that he was a powerful angel and I thought he had something vaguely to do with stamping his foot on devils. I resisted the urge to "google" him at this point - not wanting to prejudice myself for or against the conversation. Finally as Thursday (our class day) was approaching I decided that I needed to at least have something to report - even if it was a failed effort at initiating a contact. At the end of day one of the meditation I "heard" (not my voice exactly, mostly a thought in my mind)that it would be helpful for me to meditate for an hour each morning. Day two -included the suggestion to do it before eating or drinking anything (even coffee!) Taking the dog outside and feeding her was okay, though. Day three I was instructed to sit with my back up straight and to entertain the thought of reducing my intake of red meat and sugar. (not bad advice, I thought) Day four was the whopper - give up drinking diet coke! Now, I have been drinking diet coke for a long time, longer than I smoked cigarettes(and that was 19 yrs before I quit) that's for sure - and I had just graduated from only allowing myself to buy them at convenience stores or when out to eat to purchasing a 12 pack - 6 of which were left in the fridge.

I'm sure by now you can guess what I was thinking. Well, I'll give up the diet coke aftter I finish the remaining ones. So later that day I was sitting at my lap top with a diet coke by its side and I truely don't know how it happened (despite warnings I usually have a drink next to my lap top)but the diet coke spilled slightly onto my key board. I didn't think it was an occasion for dire concern but I did wipe the small amount up and used the air can they have for dust removal to erase any unseen dampness. Then I turned off the computer and then turned it on again. It was acting funny, like weird - not humorous. It would get me to the internet page and then switch to another page without me striking any key. And so I decided to turn it completely off and wait until the following morning, as yet still hopeful of a full recovery.
to be continued....