BF is a Buddhist so that might be up her alley. She's also mentioned energy. And obviously that's what we are and energy gets recycled. I don't completely discount the idea of reincarnation. I don't think it's totally impossible. Maybe the energy does get recycled but also holds on to some of the past and that's why some people remember past lives? I put the likelihood of that at less and .001% but it's still somewhat thought provoking.
Yeah but no one offs themselves to go on to live a better life in the afterlife. Well I guess terrorists do because they want them 72 virgins.
I think we're getting clairvoyants mixed up with psychics. But that's still pretty funny Bww and Cat. Is what a psychic does based on hypnosis or do they actually help you to see things more clearly in your life?
i thought their job was to connect with someone in your life who died? See the movie Ghost and Whoopi Goldberg is a fake psychic just after their money until Patrick Swayze contacts her.
That hasn't been my personal experience Bww. I'm going to try to write this in such a way so that it doesn't look like I'm begging for attention. So my family died in a car crash. The aftermath was pure hell but I tried like hell to keep my shit together and to continue to function. I had an idea a few years later that maybe I could ease some of my grief if I sat down with a friend of mine who is psychic and ask him for help. At the beginning of our appt. he told me to place my feet flat on the floor in order to help the energy move more freely, so I did that. He had some music playing which wasn't my favourite but it stayed in the background. He told me to simply breathe and go to a place that I love so I picked a lake that I hike at every day. He asked me if there was a place where i could sit down and I think I said yes and in my mind's eye I sat down near the water. He asked me if there was anyone in particular who I would like to talk to and I said my Dad. Right then my Dad was at my shoulder and even though I couldn't see him I could see the lake and all of the greenery around me very clearly. Angelo than told me that I could ask my Dad any question that I wanted to and so I did. Dad answered me in his voice. When Angelo told me that I could come back I opened my eyes and smiled at him, and I felt like I had just had a good nap. I've had a couple of other experiences which were more related to energy than the human body I thought was my Dad. There wasn't anything cold or hot about this I don't think. What do you think?
No, not necessarily cat. Sometimes a psychic will try to give someone guidance. When I read Tarot cards for work I just relied on my intuition which is very strong and my common sense and that's the way I tried to help other people. The problem would sometimes crop up that my morality was different from theirs so I had to be very careful when I listened to them.
You know how I feel about car crashes and personal loss. I’m not gonna devalue your experience or feelings at all. But people like Angelo do indeed prey on grieving loved ones that just want the comfort of knowing those they lost are in a better or place or still with them in some way. They have a ton of techniques to do what they do. And it’s all crap because no one has those psychic abilities. I in no way say that to poke fun at you or say what you felt wasn’t real...because those feelings you had of your Dad and stuff are in your heart and mind. And that’s real.
Thanks Bww. I have been torn for years thinking that it must have been a hypnotic experience. I am very suggestible and it doesn't take much for me to go right over the edge. I think that these experiences are what I needed at the time in order to find my way back to living. I'm trying to remember if Angelo knew my personal tragedy before our appointments and I think he probably did. I don't feel bad about any of it because it was extraordinary ... Here's something even a little weirder. I was out hiking alone one day after the accident and I was really upset and angry. My younger brother's wife was being a colossal bitch about the estate and settlement thereof. I was hiking fast and I wasn't breathing properly; more like a fast pant. All of a sudden I heard my Dad's voice come out from the air and he said, "I am love". I totally understood what he meant because if he was love and I am his daughter than I need to lose the hatred and anger and move towards love. That actually changed a lot inside of me afterwards. It didn't happen right away but over the course of the next few days I thought and thought about it and when it came time to deal with her (over and over again ad nauseum, ad infinitum) I was able to be civil and respectful. So was that an acid flash back or what?
I don't know cat. I would imagine that it could have been from my own yearnings, loneliness and absolute agony but I don't know.
again, maybe you needed to hear something positive before you lashed out at your sister-in-law. sometimes at our worst moments, we imagine what we want and need so badly. maybe you heard this voice? maybe it was a dream? maybe it was a thought in your brain you couldn't forget? regardless of where it came from, you needed to hear your Dad's voice and it came to you when you needed it the most. to me that's more important than whether it was real or not. it was real in the way you needed it to be. that's all that matters.
Adding on to what Catfish said (and definitely not discounting anything you may have felt, thought, or experienced, Babyfan. Just because I haven't experienced it doesn't mean it couldn't be), the brain can do some powerful things just with thought. Veterans can feel lost phantom limbs, the placebo effect can cure with no actual medication involved, and oppositely, people who are ailing (and not terminally) can give up and wither away and die within days. I think it was BWW a bit back that said maybe we just don't have the science yet to understand it all. And if you look at what we know about the brain, it isn't much.
Back during the Olympics I was joking with Tim when he was giving out custom banners to some people. The conversation was about curling and I responded that I needed a lot of beer if I was going to watch it. And then I asked for a Curling and Drinking banner.
