This blog post should be read as a continuation of the one just before, entitled: “When life becomes poetry.”
Two weeks ago, on my way to the farmers market, I was approached by an older lady named Debra. Debra is a clairvoyant. She is a caucasian lady in her mid sixties, she has thin flat greyish hair that brush her shoulders, and a round jolly face. She intuitively appeared to be a kind and gentle soul. As I was walking on the sidewalk, she stopped me and began by asking me if she could ask me something. Of course, I said yes. Why not? Debra asked me if I knew about the new school designed for Indigo children that had opened on Vancouver Island. I thought that was interesting...although I know very little about indigo children...all I really knew is that indigo children are gifted. She said: I am clairvoyant, and I couldn’t help but notice from a few feet away how psychically gifted you are. I thought to myself...Well this is interesting... She was pointing to the front of my body, to the energy around and below my heart as if she was seeing something in from of my heart, and in front of my body...colours? textures? the psychic matrix that connect me to other mystical realms?
Right away, I felt comfortable opening my heart to her. I told her that I am an environmental activist, I talked about Dragon Tears, the feature documentary film I am directing, and the fact that I was born an angel, and have seen fairies on entheogens, or psychedelic sacraments. She spoke of indigo children, crystal children, and mentioned that crystal children have a crystal on their third eye, and are usually musicians. She asked me if I knew what I was. By that moment of the conversation I was a little confused. She saw that I was confused...She said to me: Your something really special. Your so creative, you are beyond indigo and crystals...you are probably an elemental. I am a hamadryad, a tree spirit, also know as an elemental....the spirit that lives in a tree. Somewhere in the conversation she also mentioned that once she saw a unicorn jumping from one dimension to another! She also said she knew two people that have seen flying saucers. The conversation left me feeling flabbergasted, puzzled, intrigued and fascinated. We exchanged phone numbers. For the rest of the day I was wondering about my morning encounter...I already have so many questions.
Two weeks ago, on my way to the farmers market, I was approached by an older lady named Debra. Debra is a clairvoyant. She is a caucasian lady in her mid sixties, she has thin flat greyish hair that brush her shoulders, and a round jolly face. She intuitively appeared to be a kind and gentle soul. As I was walking on the sidewalk, she stopped me and began by asking me if she could ask me something. Of course, I said yes. Why not? Debra asked me if I knew about the new school designed for Indigo children that had opened on Vancouver Island. I thought that was interesting...although I know very little about indigo children...all I really knew is that indigo children are gifted. She said: I am clairvoyant, and I couldn’t help but notice from a few feet away how psychically gifted you are. I thought to myself...Well this is interesting... She was pointing to the front of my body, to the energy around and below my heart as if she was seeing something in from of my heart, and in front of my body...colours? textures? the psychic matrix that connect me to other mystical realms?
Right away, I felt comfortable opening my heart to her. I told her that I am an environmental activist, I talked about Dragon Tears, the feature documentary film I am directing, and the fact that I was born an angel, and have seen fairies on entheogens, or psychedelic sacraments. She spoke of indigo children, crystal children, and mentioned that crystal children have a crystal on their third eye, and are usually musicians. She asked me if I knew what I was. By that moment of the conversation I was a little confused. She saw that I was confused...She said to me: Your something really special. Your so creative, you are beyond indigo and crystals...you are probably an elemental. I am a hamadryad, a tree spirit, also know as an elemental....the spirit that lives in a tree. Somewhere in the conversation she also mentioned that once she saw a unicorn jumping from one dimension to another! She also said she knew two people that have seen flying saucers. The conversation left me feeling flabbergasted, puzzled, intrigued and fascinated. We exchanged phone numbers. For the rest of the day I was wondering about my morning encounter...I already have so many questions.
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