A Slightly Odd Day

The weather today was atrocious. The rain fell down, sideways, around and splashed up from the pavement...and it was windy.

I chickened out of walking to the post office to mail off a few parcels, and used the car instead. Then I felt guilty for using the car for a journey that would only have been a ten minute walk.

At least I stayed dry - ish.

Early in the afternoon, Paul, Gabrielle and I visited the local Mind, Body and Spirit fair at Crosby Civic Hall. As usual, it was very interesting, going around all the stalls, and Gabs came away with a handful of crystals, which pleased her immensely. A few stall owners pointed out how sweet she was and how she was likely a Crystal Child. This doesn't surprise me, as she has a few Crystal characteristics (apart from the obvious one of adoring crystals). When she was born, she gave Paul the most penetrating stare, which lasted several minutes...whilst she was only minutes old. She's a very affectionate, caring child, who loves nature and animals, and tells me that she wants to open a shop for abandoned animals when she grows up. In other respects, she's Indigo, as she has this immense passion and temper, with shades of a warrior spirit.

I had some Karmic Healing for my depression. I was taken back to when I had my heart surgery as a kid (a very traumatic event), and also to a couple of past lives. In one, I remember walking through some long grass, quite happy, to a cave with a fire in it. Then the grass caught fire. I surmise that I choked on the smoke. The interesting thing is that I am not wholly convinced that I was human.

The other event I had Karmic Healing for had been a recurrent nightmare all of my life, ever since I could remember. A large pale thing that grew and grew until it suffocated me. I was shown a cliff, and stood at the base. It looked like the White Cliffs of Dover, but in retrospect it could have been a glacier or and avalance on a mountainside, as I remember the suffocation, and some crushing, but not broken bones. The healing was felt profoundly as a whoosh of energy down my spine, producing a feeling like riding on a fairground ride.

I wonder if I'll ever experience that nightmare again? Maybe I can finally bid it bye-bye...

Strangely, I didn't quite feel fully human in that lifetime as well. Humans always puzzled me, as if they were an entirely different species to me, and at best I usually find them boring. I can often relate to other species more than I can to my own (cats being an obvious example).

Could this be my first time as a human?