They came again

I finally settled into bed about 12:30 last night. The house was quiet. I was doing some deep relaxation techniques: deep mindful breaths, relaxing every part of my body, feeling where any tension was, telling myself “I am safe”… works for me.

When all of a sudden I feel a presence come into the room and settle on the bed next to me. Not a physical presence, the bed didn’t move, but there was no uncertainty about it. I was about to ask them to leave when it occurred to me to check the date. Sure enough the night of the 13th. I laughed a little. You’d think I’d remember by now. It’s only the 3rd month in a row now….but I don’t. If it’s not expressly marked in my agenda it doesn’t get thought of and I haven’t written this down.

My other thought around this is that maybe there may come a day I’m not needed…..maybe? I tend to think not but all the same I did appreciate the subtle and gentle reminder. So I said a prayer and cried, because well…..I’m not sure why. It’s just emotional for me for some reason. I ask for God and whatever lies beyond to open up a passage for these lost souls to whatever their next journey is.

I also said a prayer for those not ready to cross. It’s a bit more in depth and there is a method to my thought process around it and I guess it must work because why else would I be called back to it time and time again.

I’m glad I set the parameter at once a month though. Brad said “these poor souls have to wait a month?” jokingly and I laughed. I said compared to eternity a month is less than a blip. I don’t assume I can help everyone, but my motto has always been if I can truly help just one it will be worth the effort.

I wonder if once I depart this world I’ll get to meet these souls and hear their stories. I’m still a bit closed off from even remotely considering myself a medium, even if I do feel and see their presence sometimes. It isn’t consistent and frankly I have enough to deal with in this tangible world than having to also constantly think about the intangible.

In this life time and kindness are the commodities I am most aware of and value. One runs out and one I must work at never running out; both equally important to my life as a being in this world.

Anyway…. just wanted to share. I don’t expect everyone to understand this. It’s one of those “it is what it is” things and I don’t expect everyone to believe me either. But sometimes the truth isn’t something you can or want to prove to anyone. You just accept it as your own truth and move on. Such is my life. Lol

Enjoy your day!! Raining here. Which I like. I like my world to have texture and nuances. Just one thing over and over is ok too if you absolutely love it, but variation is also pleasant.


Author: porngirl3

I have always enjoyed reading and writing. Maybe because I have always been on the quiet and reclusive side; which most people may not guess at first glance or if seeing me in a social setting, especially around people I am comfortable with but it’s also not something I have an issue with. I need solitude to recharge. Writing gives me the peace and time to renew that is offered to you for your enjoyment and pleasure as well. I hope. Lol

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