Spirit Speaks

Subtly

One of the things, as a psychic, that I’m concerned about is the ethereal stuff. It’s the visions, the evocations of other people’s words, where I can fly without having wings. And then, there is cleaning.

Cleaning is right there in your face. If the cats start knocking things down, stuff is in their way. It’s time to organize, to put things away. It’s time to do something.

Except, I don’t want to. Yeah, I pick up the knocked-over stuff and make a new pile. It’s easier that way.

I’d rather wonder. I’d rather riff off of other people’s songs and stories. The poignant lesson you learned or are trying to learn with last night’s dream makes me think. As a psychic, my more immediate thought is somebody is trying to talk to you. I ask myself, but is it really somebody in Spirit? What if it is this person’s inner self? What if this person’s inner self is trying to nudge this grown-up guy to think a little bit more about the cocoon of family? Of what life was like when he was ten years old.

That is a possibility.

Or it might be one of his parents who is just saying hello without really saying hello. Spirit does that. They will be in a dream, and yet not obviously so. Spirit can do anything. Your mother, in Spirit, doesn’t necessarily require you to pay attention. It’s just that whisp of love. It’s the next morning that you think of her. You remember.

But that was her saying hello when you thought of the kitchen in your boyhood home, when you thought of the smell of her cooking when you felt the crisp fabric of her apron and the softness of her blouse.

It is how Spirit speaks. Softly.

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