Dreams of the One?

I am currently in the middle of finals and I have been confused about my feelings so I thought it was appropriate to write a post.

So recently, a couple weeks ago I started to talk to this girl I met on one of the many dating websites. She seems like an interesting person, we have a lot in common. She has a great personality and we seem to get along, however we still haven't met since she is sick and I am in the middle of the mad rush before finals. We have been texting, talking on the phone and getting to know each other. She kind of seems too good to be true, of course this is hard to fathom since a year ago, I met a girl too good to be true that ended up disappearing. I think she was either crazy, or she was a catfish. Either way, I am pretty untrusting when it comes to meeting someone online, though my latest online crush seems genuine enough. Here lies the problem.

On Thanksgiving last week I received a text from a very old friend, well, sort of a friend, one of those girls that you have always had a crush on, yet we are more or less acquaintances. Well, other than the multitude of times that we almost dated. At least it seems to me and other that we have nearly dated more times than I dare to count. After her dating a complete loser, one of those guys using her, and abusing her, she disappeared for a while. Especially after the restraining order didn't seem to curb his harassment. She wished me a happy Thanksgiving and gave me her new cell phone. Of course this makes sense, as he would call constantly, even without her answering. Lets just say it was bad. Since last I talked to her about 3 months ago, I have contacted her a few times to see is she wanted to hangout, normal stuff for us as "friends" and I never got a response. Of course, that was because she had to change her cell. Either way, I replied with a Happy Thanksgiving and I guess you weren't ignoring me, to which she responded, No I wasn't ignoring you, you know that. I never did respond back. After all, she knew my cell and could have reached out at any point, yet she didn't. Hmm. Of course I would rather move on with my life rather than contemplating that we could work out after all these years. There has always been something about her that I have never been able to shake. So now I am confused and need to vent.

Meditation: Pizza Tonight

So today I decided to mow the lawn. It is getting late in the season and the leaves are dropping so I thought it would be a great thing to get done. I spend a few hours in the yard driving around in circles, unloading the clipping seemingly every 5 minutes. Needless to say that afterwards I was quite tired, especially after showering so I decided to show when I had finished. So I showered, dressed and laid on my bed. I hadn't meditated in a very long time so instead of trying to find something to watch on TV, I decided that I would meditate.

Sage Cleansing

It is best to start at the front door and go clockwise around the house when saging or smudging. It  is important to keep the front door open to allow a place for the negative energy to leave. Always conclude your smudging at the front door and gently extinguish the sage.

Shooting Stars

Today I have been feeling a bit out of sorts. One of those days when you question your choices and where your life is going. Will I find love, you know, questioning whether you are on the right path or not. I had just done few tarot card readings online and was feeling a bit better about where life was heading so I turned off the computer to head up to bed. I decided to have a smoke so I headed outside.

Who was that? - A disembodied voice

I just got in from taking the dog outside and I could have sworn I heard someone say something. I take out the dog between 11 and 11:30pm every night but this time it was a little odd. I was trying to get the dog to come to me and I heard someone say the dogs name. I went inside and asked my dad if he had said the dog's name out the window, he said he hadn't. I am pretty sure I heard someone say "Molly" a minute after I said Molly, or at least something with about the same intonation. I suppose you might suggest that it might have been a neighbor or something. We live quite far away from our neighbors and if they did say Molly, they would have had to yell it, which would have echoed. The majority of our neighbors also have younger children so they are generally in bed waaay before I was outside. Plus, the voice seemed like the voice came from somewhere right next to me.

Fleeing Energy

So this morning I was on the couch working on a portfolio for school. When I got up, there was a huge cracking of the house, not exactly where I was but close, much like if you run across the room, it was like something bolted out of the doorway when I stood up. I saw something out of the corner of the eye, what, I couldn't tell you, movement to say the least. When I looked, I saw the table cloth on the table waiver like it was in a breeze, yet all the windows were closed and it stopped almost immediately. Very strange experience. I have lived here for most of my life I can I can honestly say that whatever happened was not normal in the slightest. It felt like an energy fleeing, once I got up to go to the bathroom. I stop and wait and nothing else happened, well other than the goose bumps.

Fireworks

I was over at a friend's house, visiting with friends I hadn't seen in quite a long time. For me it was a good yet a bit stressful once the drunks decided to play with fireworks. Especially in a small clearing surrounding with quite a few tall trees. By the time I had a strange paranormal experience, most everyone had left and we were hanging out with the homeowners boyfriend outside by the fireplace thingy. He decided to put in all of the spend fireworks, which as most people realize, isn't too smart of an idea. Within a few seconds I got touched over my face to the point where I flinched. It was like a finger running over my face, from over one eyes, across the bridge of nose onto my cheek. I took that as a hint that it was indeed time to go. I rarely get touched and when I felt that finger go across my face, I knew it was time to go. I have no idea if he blew himself up or not, but a sign is a sign in my opinion.

Visitation: Grandfather

Normally paranormal things will happen to me when I am quite busy. This was an interesting story during finals. I was up building a model of a building i was designing upstairs without a TV or radio or anything on. I was very focused on what I was doing trying to get it done as quickly as possible. I heard what sounded like someone coming in and it almost sounded like someone was downstairs. I was thinking to myself, I wonder if that was Grampie. I heard in my head, "so why does it always have to be your other grandfather and not me in my head. I was a bit taken back and probably had a look on my face of complete confusion. So my grandfather that had died 15 years before. I then started to think of him for at least and hour or so, remembering the times that I had seen him. We were not close but I always had respect for him and wished that I could have known him better. He also died when I was on a term abroad in Europe so I have always had some mixed feelings about his passing. Definitely interesting for sure.

Visiting Boylston Street Boston

Today I took the time after a meeting at school to walk down Boylston Street in Boston since it is now opened after the bombing and I wanted to pay my respects. I hadn't had a chance until today. I will say that at the site of the second bombing, you could not tell what happened. I saw a young girl crying as I approached the place where it happened. Nearby a tree was decorated with a sign and flowers. As I passed I sent out love and thoughts to those affected by the bombings. At the end of the street I had to stop due to a red light and a few seconds later I felt someone jostle my backpack lightly. I wasn't walking, nor was I shifting my weight or anything. I was standing behind a couple at the light, so I peered around and there was absolutely no one close to me.

I walk around with my backpack all the time and it never feels like it is jostling around unless someone bumps me. I've only owned it for around 8 years, so I know how it behaves pretty well at this point. My first thought was of those that were killed by the bombing, the blue eyed girl, the young boy and the BU grad student. I'm not sure what it was about, but something odd did happen at that moment. I sent out good vibes and told whomever it was that they needed to cross over and sent them white light. I didn't get any other feelings at all, but I kept thinking about those that died during the bombing.

After that happened, I proceeded to go up to the site of the first bombing and was surprised that other than a window being replaced and a building boarded up saying it would reopen soon, nothing else happened out of the ordinary. I simply wanted to pay my respects and I was a bit curious about how they were going to replace the windows in one of the damaged buildings, being an architecture student, it makes a bit of sense. A little exercise didn't hurt either.

Premonition: Boston Bombing

Today was a sad day. Two bombs exploded along the Boston Marathon killing 3 and injuring over a hundred. Many had to have their legs amputated, bringing the Iraq and Afghanistan wars to our door. I hoped that it would never happen but I have been waiting for Boston to be the target of terrorists. I have spend a lot of my time in the past decade in Boston and I have always had a feeling that Boston would eventually get bombed. Today I was not happy that my feeling would indeed be true. I feel a bit guilty that I have had these thoughts and feel terrible for those affected by this cowardly act, hurting the innocent and destroying lives. Even taking the life of an 8 year old boy.

Black Mass

Not too much has been happening to me recently having to do with the paranormal. I do have one slightly interesting story for you.

I was outside with the dog at about 3 in the afternoon when I noticed a black blob up the hill on my neighbor's driveway. At first I thought it might have been a floater, you know, one of those black things you see in your eyes which are actually dead cells floating in the eyes fluid. I then realized that it wasn't a floater at all, it wasn't that defined (I am pretty blind so I can almost focus on them even though they are in my eye) it was rather misty and once I noticed it, it disappeared, I can almost say I saw it shoot off.

What was it? I'm not sure. I do know it wasn't a floater and something was there. Since I have had an experience with a dark entity before I said a few prayers to protect myself and the area. I felt as though it was something, as to what I wasn't too sure. I didn't feel threatened, though I know something was there, if only for a second.

Prediction: Russian Meteorite

 On February 15th, a meteorite exploded above Russia injuring hundreds and damaging buildings with its sonic boom. The strange thing is that I called it two days before it happened.

Was it just me?

While at at friend's house on New Year's Eve I noticed a few things that were going on that didn't seem natural, rather paranormal. I was sitting on the couch and got a cool breeze and felt as if something came from behind me. I was in the living room with my back about 7 feet from a slider out to the deck. The door wasn't open and I was alone in the room so it is unlikely that it was a draft. It caught my attention and I believe that it was something come in to me. For the rest of the night I would either feel something behind me or see something out of the corner of my eye.

I asked a friend that was also there if he noticed anything and he said he did keep seeing things our of the corner of his eye too. I pretty much stayed put and he kept wondering around so I guess it was good to know that it wasn't just me. I felt as if it was a member of someone's family that was there. A deceased family member of a friend. I didn't bring it up so I am uncertain if there was anyone in particular that it might have been. I didn't feel threatened but I thought I should write about it anyway since something definitely happened, though quite subtle.