Wednesday, May 23, 2018
Weird, unexplained things have always happened to me as far back as I can remember. I'll only mention a couple of the things I have been thinking about recently that have happened since we moved in this house back in '76. I make no claim to any explanation for them. Our home was built in 1958 and only had one owner before us.
You know that we raised my oldest grandson. When he was a baby he used to look up to the southeast corner of our living room. As he got older, he would point there. When he was little he used to talk to and about the Blue Guy. It never creeped us out and the Blue Guy was never his invisible friend...just a Blue Guy that lived in our house. As time went on I had a dog...Dino..that used to stare at that same corner. Now we have Harley and he stares at that corner and sometimes barks at it.
When my other grandson was little, he talked all the time about when he lived before. He talked about things he did and what his job was. We never discouraged him from talking about it. We think he was talking about being a blacksmith.
When my daughter was in her late teens, I gave her my gas card to fill her car. She told me she had put it on her dresser and could not find it when she wanted to give it back. I always thought she probably misplaced it and cancelled the card. About a year after she moved from our home, we found that card laying in the middle of the back hall.
I LOVE Chicory flowers. Some call it a weed. I call it a flower and have stopped along the road many times trying to bring some home to plant. It never took. All of my dogs are buried in our back yard in a certain area. (We have 3/4 acre of land). The Summer after one of my closest dog friends Jack died Chicory grew on his grave. I definitely didn't plant it there.
One of my blog friends recently posted a series of tutorials on creating a Stump Work Head based on a book by Fay Maxwell. A few years ago I bought the book because I loved the heads that Queenie has posted on her blog. While reading her recent posts I searched VERY THOROGHLY for that book. I have a couple of magazine holders. You know the kind that look like you could have made them from an empty cereal box. I took every single magazine out of those holders hoping to find the book but no luck. I stopped searching while I took a coffee break. When I came back, there that danged book was...first one in line in one of the holders I just emptied.
When Alyssa moved into our home, she asked me several strange questions about the history of the house...did an older lady ever live here. Did anyone ever die in our house. Stuff like that. Then she told me that several items in her living area have either disappeared or been moved to places she never put them. She even made Corey burn Sage in every room, which made me mad because if I have a spirit living here, I do not want it disturbed. There is room for all of us, lol.
Now that picture of the poppies? Well, several times I have planted poppies and through no fault of mine they did not survive. I have a small area of the pond area that I let just kind of overgrow with plants that supply food for birds, butterflies, bees and ground critters. There that poppy is growing and I NEVER planted it there.
There are so many other things that happen that I would never mention here. Things that go beyond the feeling that someone just passed through the room and no one is there; Terry feeling someone poke him to get his attention; hearing your name called and no one else is home.
You can spend a lot of time thinking and remember this stuff and have no answer for the happenstances. But I'm telling you, if a spirit lives in my house, I sure wish it would find the quilt pattern I bought a long time ago that has crows appliqued on it. If I buy it again, I bet the first one will show up, lol.
Today I am grateful for having an open mind.
What about you? Do weird things happen around you? What are you grateful for?