meditation

meditated, 2pm till 4, well i didnt intend to, it just happens when relaxing. unconciously now,
its very good for you.
its very spooky too, i havent got my head round it yet.
maybe we have an invisible cord form birth that attaches itself somewhere out there.
has to be said cos thats what its like. Im lost for words really. as per.

sometimes i think ,you know, sense creeps in, wheres it all going, what was it in aid of thats the puzzler cos its showing no sign of diminishing, stronger since i opened the blog and that was by accident, i thought about it then changed my mind but then urged into it.
just a journal of my recovery, nowt special.

psychics have always scared me, thought they can look into your soul future everything and i didnt want to know unless it was good news.
true psychics, members of the psychic federation or similar, are,nt allowed to give bad news but i didnt trust. thought my luck to pick a dodgy one.
how they can put themselves into haunted houses i can,t comprehend.
Id be out the door in a flash. imagine all night in the dark.

gran would read tealeaves i trusted her. there are some really good ones,
a scottish man, mr edwards.

I.m starting to think too, there are psychics living amongst us,
wizards, and white witches i call them,
that are older than time itself, by that i mean they,ve already been here before, maybe over n over, wise ones, maybe they don,t know this themselves.

folk that stood on boxes in market places selling potions, black cat at feet strangely enough 4 years ago i started a story about the very same thing. it,ll never see light of day.........

.i named him "dandy butterfield" why? heaven knows...