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            When I was a little girl, I believe my very first exposure to the subject of UFOs was when I was about 8yrs old.  We were visiting relatives in Nova Scotia and when we showed up at my Great Uncle's home, their whole house had been plastered with these little green men on all the main floor windows!  Apparently an artist was their next door neighbour and I, being the only child around, was given three or four of these drawings, which I promptly pasted into my childhood scrapbook...and yes....I still have it.

            The reason the whole house had been plastered was my Uncle had been outside the evening before and saw a UFO in the sky and was astounded and had told the neighbours....small town...who are you going to tell right?  This was in the early 70's remember?  When talk of UFOs wasn't really as prevalent...well, who am I kidding?  I was eight.  Hahahaha!

            Okay, so fast forward to my teens and once again a confrontation with UFOs make a direct impact on someone in my family!  My father was heading out for work in the early morning and the neighbour across the street was coming home from a nightshift.  They did the expected wave and "Hello neighbour" thing and then were both stunned to look up into the sky and see three discs just hanging there above the neighbourhood, but as fast as one could say "Run for your camera!" the three UFO ships just flung themselves to the far reaches of the galaxy with a woosh.  After that, my father was pretty much obsessed with any program on TV that featured UFOs (okay, maybe not obsessed, but definitely far more interested than he'd ever been).  Those little green men plastered on my Uncle's windows weren't quite as hilarious as they had seemed at the time!

            Since then, as an adult, I've heard a story  from someone who was there, about a crop circle at a place just outside of the city I lived in.  It was winter and some employees at the place of business came into work on a snowy morning and found a (I'm guesstimating here, but know I'm close) 40' oval burn in the snow behind the business, with no footsteps leading to or away from it.  Any ideas?  Come on...all you skeptics....explain that one away!

            My point is, this is just me and my encounters secondhand with UFOs.  How many stories have you heard of from people you know?  Or how many of you have actually seen with your own eyes what authorities try to explain away as a figment of your imagination or a national defense project? 

            Are the little green men really going to come soon?  Hahahaha!

           

 
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            I seem to have this phenomena quite often...not as much as I used to, which after reading up on Wikipedia and Science-How Stuff Works makes me feel like I should be going in for a temporal lobe checkup!  Apparently, it's been proven that deja vu is linked to temporal lobe seizures in many cases.  However, it does seem generally that no one actual knows the cause or reason....it could be ESP or it could be....get this....one eye sees something before the other eye and it's like a flash memory going on.  How weird is that?!  Or, it could have happened in a dream.

            This latter event happened to me very strongly, years ago.  I was 21yrs old when I had the dream about sitting in my parents backyard filling out some kind of forms with another girl who apparently I knew well in the dream, however didn't have a clue who she was at that time.  It was a sunny, beautiful day and we were laughing and having a good time.  I remember waking up and telling my friend about the dream in detail because it was one of those uncanny dreams where every detail is totally clear and precise and even though the dream is innocuous, you find it unsettling.  I was living in BC at the time of the dream.

            The following year, I moved back to Ontario, with my daughter and decided to attend Park Business College.  The course started in September and one day in the summer, when I was taking a bus back up the mountain in Hamilton, I met a girl who was struggling to get her young daughter and her stroller up onto the bus.  I assisted her up and in, then we sat together and talked the whole rest of our journey.  Ginnie and I exchanged phone numbers because she was interested in attending Park Business College too and wanted to know more about it!  We became friends quite quickly and not only was her bus stop only one stop ahead of mine, but our circumstances were the same as well....both single moms, living back at home with our parents for a little while while we got on our feet.

            Here's the deja vu part!  A week or two later, we were sitting in my parents backyard and filling out our OSAP papers on the patio table under the umbrella when the strongest deja vu I'd ever had came over me.  I had chills from this one, because I remembered telling my friend in BC, at the time of the initial dream,  how strange it was that I'd be sitting filling out papers in Ontario with someone I didn't know! 

            I believe we all have a little ESP in us and that only very occasionally does it show itself.  These phenoma, when they occur, make us all realize there's something so much bigger out there than just our little worlds!

            And....in case you've never experienced Deja Vu......

Hahahahahaha!


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              I seem to have this phenomena quite often...not as much as I used to, which after reading up on Wikipedia and Science-How Stuff Works makes me feel like I should be going in for a temporal lobe checkup!  Apparently, it's been proven that deja vu is linked to temporal lobe seizures in many cases.  However, it does seem generally that no one actual knows the cause or reason....it could be ESP or it could be....get this....one eye sees something before the other eye and it's like a flash memory going on.  How weird is that?!  Or, it could have happened in a dream.

            This latter event happened to me very strongly, years ago.  I was 21yrs old when I had the dream about sitting in my parents backyard filling out some kind of forms with another girl who apparently I knew well in the dream, however didn't have a clue who she was at that time.  It was a sunny, beautiful day and we were laughing and having a good time.  I remember waking up and telling my friend about the dream in detail because it was one of those uncanny dreams where every detail is totally clear and precise and even though the dream is innocuous, you find it unsettling.  I was living in BC at the time of the dream.

            The following year, I moved back to Ontario, with my daughter and decided to attend Park Business College.  The course started in September and one day in the summer, when I was taking a bus back up the mountain in Hamilton, I met a girl who was struggling to get her young daughter and her stroller up onto the bus.  I assisted her up and in, then we sat together and talked the whole rest of our journey.  Ginnie and I exchanged phone numbers because she was interested in attending Park Business College too and wanted to know more about it!  We became friends quite quickly and not only was her bus stop only one stop ahead of mine, but our circumstances were the same as well....both single moms, living back at home with our parents for a little while while we got on our feet.

            Here's the deja vu part!  A week or two later, we were sitting in my parents backyard and filling out our OSAP papers on the patio table under the umbrella when the strongest deja vu I'd ever had came over me.  I had chills from this one, because I remembered telling my friend in BC, at the time of the initial dream,  how strange it was that I'd be sitting filling out papers in Ontario with someone I didn't know! 

            I believe we all have a little ESP in us and that only very occasionally does it show itself.  These phenoma, when they occur, make us all realize there's something so much bigger out there than just our little worlds!

 
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            We all say this at some point don't we?  What we could do with a million dollars?  I suppose if we were all very frugal, we'd all have a million dollars....I know I'd have more than what we have now to spend!  But, we raised our blended family of five children and tried to give them everything they needed.  We bought them driver's licences, drivers lessons, paid for schooling, made Christmas wondrous, took them somewhere away in summers every year, kept up on technology the best we could, kept a couple of vehicles running safely, and fed them nutritionally well plus a whole host of other expenditures.  We don't regret any of that...it's just what you do and what you want to do because you love your family more than life itself!

            It's just....you look around and think, should we downsize from this place and perhaps get a smaller place, but seriously, when that time comes I'm going to have a problem with it, as will Dan.  We love our home.  We love our neighbours, the river, the "feel" of our house is comfortable with our hardwood floors in the dining part of the big kitchen all scratched up from dogs and the expanse of windows across the dining/kitchen area letting the sunshine in and giving us the most glorious view ever!  The wee balcony off french doors in our  large, airy bedroom is lovely to sit out on at night, again, overlooking the river.  I know...sounds like heaven right?  Well, largely it is!

            But, and here's the but, if I had a million dollars....I could pay off debt incurred while off work with chronic backpain and not being paid, or my newest huge debt to Canada Revenue for taxes on a CPP Disability retroactive payment that I didn't receive because it went directly to Long Term Disability to top up the tax free coffers they had paid me from.  Aside from those little financial woes, we could fix all the silly things around the house that need fixing and we could do it all in one fell swoop!  Woop!  Woop!  It'd be great to change the whole system on the pool because it's hard to control the chemicals properly.   Another biggie....wouldn't it be great to haveOMNI Basements in to fix up our dungeon downstairs?  Then I might be okay with going down there...not so worried about spiders and other critters!  Our basement is as old as the house!  Built in the 1800's under the original section of the house, it gets wet every time it rains...every single time...and in fact, we have a mountain of dirt coming down through the foundation in one area!  Sweet!  When we moved in, the Inspectors recommended a French Drainage Ditch across the whole front of the house, and the Sellers did have that done, but it's not really helping!  Wah! 

            Out front we have one side of the garden all roto-tilled and ready to be landscaped, but more important things come up to pay for like skylights that shatter for an unknown reason, or sump pumps that die.  It will just have to wait!   Don't get me wrong!  We're not poor!  It just seems like the bigger things you get the more the maintenance costs on them doesn't it? 

            What I'd really like to do with a million dollars is have someone else come in and repair all that needs fixing, do the landscape labour, which will take us forever with bad backs...it won't be this year....again!  But, the best thing would be to help others with extra money!  I'd be giving our kids some money to work on their house woes!  or for the ones that don't have a house, I'd help them buy a house!  I'd send the ones that chose not to go to school back to school and pay!  And, if there were some money left over, I'd like to try to help someone who's not in our family that's not as fortunate as we are.

            Because perspective is an important view to have, more than the view from our windows, we must every now and again sit back and think.  We are so blessed and so lucky!  Yes, our bodies have let us both down in the pain department, but I think when I look at where we are today, I am at peace with all those everyday blips that happen, because we're happy with each other and the people around us.  It could be so much worse and please don't think I don't appreciate everything we have...I've been in the land of Mother's Allowance when I was young and that was much scarier financially then anything we're going through now!  But, perspective makes you realize that even if I had a million dollars, it wouldn't change the happiness in my life I enjoy everyday...it would just make it easier to wake up without a care in the world!

             And I'd still eat Kraft Dinner!

 
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            Once or twice a year, I dream of a house.  This is my recurring dream.  Although I don't know if this house pictured here is the house...this is the sense I feel of what the outside of it would look like...jumbled, disjointed and added-on to! 

            The dream started out years ago with me walking through this house and oohing & aahing at the kitchen & dining area, the living room and washroom in total bliss, happily telling whoever I was with in my dream "how much we can do with this place".  It was an old house, of that I'm sure, and I didn't think much of it at the time, but gradually, as the dream recurred, I added onto it.

        First, I added a few bedrooms and was clapping my hands in glee, standing in whatever room I'd added on to.  Then there were extra washrooms....and all the decorating was down to the last candle, pictures on the wall...everything.  Then, one day, I added a secret room....so weird.....you walked up the wide colonial staircase (you know the kind that kids slide down the bannisters on in the movies?) you came to a hallway, which had several bedrooms leading off it already.  These bedrooms were all done to the nines...I mean the nines....some had canopy beds and were rich colours of emerald greens, deep burgundy reds with lots of frou-frou and definitely tons of bling!  But, back to the secret room....there was this little square door in the hallway, about 2ft high and maybe 18" wide, which looked like a door for access to the pipes or something, and if you went through this door, you had to crawl a little ways up to another access, but then you were in the most awesome hidden apartment! 

        This apartment was gloriously, fabulously decorated like something out of Better Homes and Gardens, and the washroom was to die for!  Jacuzzi tub, beautiful marble fixtures, deep plush rugs on a marble floor, all in gorgeous earth tones...it was nuts!  Like, honestly, that's the part of the house I wanted to live in the most!   I remember being so joyful that I had found this extra space in our house for people to come and stay.

        When I looked up the meaning of dreaming about a house and adding rooms, I came up with this theory in total...I dream of this because  I feel like everyone I meet, who is down and out on their luck at that moment, needs me to take them in and give them a home!  It's true!  Honestly!  Dan says to me all the time, "most people bring home stray cats...my wife brings home stray people"!  And we do!  In fact, right now we have a "stray" person staying with us in our home until October 1st!  How nuts is that?  I mean, we finally get the kids out of the house, not that we don't love them to bits!, and we finally have privacy, and what do we do?....we bring in another person!  What is up with that?

        So, inherently, I believe, you can't change who you are or what you do...even in your dreams.  You think you dream about unattainable things, but you don't....you are only dreaming about your own life in a warped manner that makes you think you are having this fantastic, fantasy dream....but it's real...but it's not...but it is!

        Dream a little dream!

       

 
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            There's nothing quite so lovely and serene as the early morning hours on the Grand.  I was up before the birds today and when I finally hauled my head out of the computer and looked out the window, I saw the river misted up from east to west and was compelled to make my way down to the dock to soak up the blissful scenery.  This is the view to the west shown at the left here and while I was down at the dock a beautiful, graceful heron took off right across from me gliding across the still water and soaring into the sky.   I've spent many mornings here in the past 2-1/2 years gazing at the river.  It literally can take your breath away, calm and make your troubles seem trivial as you gaze into it's depths.

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        When we go down to our dock, it feels as if we're in the dense bush of Northern  Ontario.  It's hard to see any indication of humanity down there...no homes are visible, during the summer months, through the high banks and thick trees, making you feel isolated in a tranquil sense.  Fish are nibbling at the surface of the mirror-like water, birds everywhere are warbling their morning songs and there you sit in the middle of it, soaking it all in to your psyche.  How wondrous is that?   The mist from the east river view was phenomenally breathtaking this morning.  It's a shame it doesn't last long enough, but just that brief visit with nature has started my day off on a course of harmony.  

Peace and love to all today! 
     

 
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        Everyday strange phenomena has always been of interest to me.  I don't understand it and am in awe of it, and it's certainly one of those "moments" when worlds collide for an instant.  They say that some people have psychic abilities they are unaware of, which only makes sense if you believe we only use 1/10th of our brain our whole lives.  I have a cousin who is extremely psychic, but chooses to close it out because she says it hurts her to see so much going on in people's heads around her.  A friend of mine can read some people better than others and says she gets slammed with information overload all at once and it forms her opinions of people differently than the average non-psychic person.  I believe that I am only very intuitive in the way that I'm sensitive to the thought tones from people and the mental pulses in any given situation.  I don't believe I'm psychic, however, I do believe that everyone can be if they train themselves.
        Is it inherited?  My maternal grandmother was apparently a tea leaf reader and I have had a palm reader throw my palm down in disgust and say "I don't know why I'm doing this...you can do it yourself!", but I haven't and really don't feel like I have that ability.  I am open to ghostly phenomena and had a particularly strange occurrence after my dear friend Dave died years ago.
        I had known Dave from the time I was five years old and we were very close.  Like brother and sister only.  We always had an uncanny ability to communicate telepathically and I've never done that with anyone since, unless you count just knowing what your husband is going to say and finishing sentences for him.  Before Dave passed away at the age of 34 on February 15, 1995,  we had made a bargain that whoever died first would come back and haunt the other one to let them know they were okay.  The day he died, I had been working and when I came home, had a message on my machine from his girlfriend Lori asking me to call her immediately.  I knew before I picked up the phone that he was gone and just that was bizarre, because really, it could have been anything right?  Well, I went right over to their home and we stayed up late with a few other friends who showed up to grieve with Lori and when I got home at 2am, I took a shower.  As I was getting into the shower I said, "You never saw me naked in life, don't start looking at me now!".  When I came out of the shower, all the lights in the house I had turned on, were off, but everyone was still sleeping and the next day, my family all stated they had not turned the lights off, nor had they awakened through the night.
        He died on Feb 15th and on the 19th, a few girls got together at our friend Kim's place (a very old century home).  There was Patty, Kim, Lori, her friend Julie and I in Kim's kitchen for quite some time.  Lori and her friend had to leave to go back to Lori's home to meet up with Dave's brother and we were going to be heading there later.  When we left Kim's place later, I went to get into my car, which was LOCKED, and saw there was a section of newspaper, dated Valentines day, draped over the steering wheel.  Nobody, not even Dan, knew I was at Kim's that night and her house was at that time on the outskirts of the city. 

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  All of us had the chills, but the creepiest part of this unearthly invasion of my space, was that the newspaper had two large pages only and you needed both parts to kind of understand what it meant.  On one side was this article about a Janitor.  That was Dave's position.  He'd been moved into that position out of the steel mill when he started having problems with his heart.  The other side of the open pages was an article entitled "I Was Quite Willing To Die" and it was about a man (retired) from Dofasco who was dying and had his wife euthanize him.  Dave always said he wouldn't live a long life, and didn't want to if his disease progressed like his father's had, but it was the title more than the article that gave me the shivers.  I do believe he was contacting me to let myself and others know that he was okay with what had happened.
        The everyday things that happen are mundane in comparison and I'm sure you've all had them occur with in your life as well.  Thinking about somebody and they call or knowing who's calling before you pick up the phone,  hearing about a new product and then reading about it the same day or running into someone who starts telling you about it the same day....it's usually something that's been around for awhile and then suddenly you're hearing about it two or three times in the same day.  So weird.  How about waking up because you heard your deceased father's voice calling your name as clear as he was standing in the room and you weren't even thinking about him.
        All of the above make you believe worlds are colliding, different spheres exist, and we really don't completely pass on when we're gone.   Imagine if we all trained ourselves to use the other 9/10ths of our brains?!  It would be complete chaos!

Keep an Open Mind!  If you Dare.....       

 
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          Two and a half years ago, Dan & I moved into our new home and like alot of new homeowners moving into an older home, we asked the question "Are there ghosts?".  Surprisingly, the answer was no...we said the same thing to the people that bought our house...like you'd want to scare a potential buyer away right?  The living room section and part of the kitchen of our home was built in the 1800's, so we were skeptical nonetheless.   Things started to happen quite slowly and there really weren't a whole lot of occurrences, just enough to let us know there was something or someone testing us,  so to speak.  What you need to know is that initally, someone local told us that we were in fact 4" over our property line onto the cemetary land.  Well, we thought "What exactly are we supposed to do about that?  I mean, take out the wall of the poolroom and the spare room and fix it?  Really?"  A little while later, we were surprised to find that in actuality, we own 10 feet of the cemetary at the front of our property where our house is and then it dwindles down the property line....in a diagonal shape as all the properties were back in the day.  Interesting?  Yes it is, because, we now have graves on our property.  One is snug up against our deck and very, very old!

          In the first few months of living in our new space, the lights above the kitchen sink and countertops would flicker and die, after only being changed for a week.  When we finally had an electrician come in and change the transformer switch for the whole section, it worked great....until he left.  Then the same thing....flicker and die.  We ended up returning the part he put in and Dan put the old switch back in and then, we just put up with it, however, it didn't last forever...only a couple weeks longer.  Those lights along with the light on the back door were affected.

          One day, we were making pickles and I had gone into the garage to grab something.  When I came back through the living room I saw Dan heading upstairs (open stairs front & back) and asked him where he was going?  He answered me....from the kitchen.  He wasn't going anywhere, but I swear I saw him heading up the stairs.  Someone in pants was heading up the stairs!  

          In the wee hours of the morning, I'll sometimes get up and wander through the house due to restlessness or achiness, and many times I'd mosy over to the poolroom door only to see what looked like skeletons swimming in the pool.  I'd stare and stare, unbelieving, at this sight of shadowy skeletal figures happily playing in the pool underwater.  At this point, we hadn't figured out how to turn the actual light in the pool off, so it was constantly on, however there was no way the light fixtures or anything else would cause this phenomenal visage!

          One day, Dan was ill and laying down upstairs in bed trying to sleep.  He said he felt me sit down on the bed and blow in his ear and he said something grumpily to the effect of "Leave me alone, I don't feel good!" and it happened again, so he opened his eyes and I wasn't there.  He said he actually was looking over the side of the bed thinking I was hiding on him.  I also had someone sit on the bed beside me one night, but I probably freaked whatever or whoever it was out by hitting Dan and saying "Daaannnnnn!" in a sissy-girl voice!  

          The weirdest moment was when a wee 2yr old boy, Travis, was over at the house last year and we were sitting out in the screened-in room.  He was facing the cemetary in the churchyard next door and I was facing him at the table.  Travis was playing with his ironmen and we were chatting, when suddenly he looked past me into the cemetary and said "Horsies...and buggies!  Look!"  I obviously looked and absolutely nothing was there or out of the ordinary, but you know what they say about young children and ghosts...no inhibitions and direct connections as a result!  

          That seemed to have been the last thing that happened and we had been living in our home for a year and a half by that point, so we're extremely hopeful that the ghosts have decided to like us and that we're no threat to them?  We don't mind if they swim in our pool at night!  I only hope that one day when I pass on to the other side, I'll have a nice host home where I can swim in the pool and blow in their ears!  Hahahaha!

Have a sound sleep!