SurReal Paranormal Activity stories

On the eve of yet another storm, it's no secret that I've been facing my own internal storm, that has been brewing for years. With these varying shades of grey days, it brings gloom, depression, and 'blue days.' Today wasn't the exception. Today wasn't the exception, but with a twist. I had recently experienced what people would consider a 'paranormal activity', however,I just don't know quite well how to label this particular incident. It found me on a dark, gloomy, depressing night, feeling really blue about our situation that we suffer in silence. 'People' of interest know about our situation, yet they 'don't know.' Some words are better left unspoken and in due time, it'll be a matter of the past. So, as I sit typing away on a dark grey middle of the night, my eyes grow increasingly heavy& tired, by the time dusk kicks in. I reach my pinnacle of concentration, in full attempts to fulfill my goal of finishing. Twenty two pages worth of information, yet, only 300 more to go! In full swing, I press on. Typing away, ... Hold that thought, I need a glass of fresh water... Suspense brewing... While I stand sipping my glass of fresh water! Truthfully, I didn't actually want to just 'expose' my surreal paranormal activity. I treasure it as it happened on one of my most gloomy, depressing nights. The juxtaposition of a reflection and a shadow started it all. As I lie in bed, a shadow and a reflection creeps up on my 'closed' eyes. Not anywhere near my eyes, rather, it catches my attention, and I open my eyes. I assumed it was to be my hubby walking in from the hallway, as he normally does. You know the saying, 'the mind/eyes plays tricks on you.' Not this time. Slowly, but not a second later, an 'IFO' hovering mass near the ground floats in. An 'IFO'? It sounds good, but the 'IFO' mass was a mylar balloon. Clearly, an Identified Flying Object! This mylar balloon was given from someone we love, and given with alot of love. Therefore, this surreal paranormal activity story I'm relating, has love behind it, as the energy the balloon carried, is one of love, and not harm. So, as I just lie motionless in my bed, feeling really low, almost suicidal, and wretched, this experience happens. The balloon hovers in, touching my bed, follows the length of my bed, before turning, as if it were remote controlled, hovers, almost as if for me to read the message on it, turns and lingers a bit longer infront of my closet sliding door, before making it's exit, and returning to the room where it came from. Yes, this did really happen. Upon me witnessing this, I questioned if I should have called my hubby, who was in the kitchen at the present time, or wished I had my phone in hand to record it. I knew I wasn't being tricked. This was an intentional message to be delivered. I believed my eyes. I believed this was happening for a very good reason. I felt calm, and just observed. Moments later, my hubby comes in to ruin it! Just kidding. He sits on the bed and starts talking. I lie without a response, as I've just witnessed something surreal. I ask him to get up and look inside the bedroom where the balloon was originally at. He tells me that sure it's in there and where it's at in relation to the bedroom's set up. I proceed to tell him what just happened. He lies down comfortably, 'listening' to what whacky story I'm about to share! I tell him, that I toyed with the idea of calling him while this was happening. I wish I'd had recorded it. Does he believe me, etc, etc. Not even 5 mins pass, when the balloon re-appears in his view. With a crooked, confused smile, he looks over towards the hallway and tells me it's approaching our bedroom doorway. ooohyyyy! Creepy! NO. Message driven--oooh yes! It get's creepier! So, the balloon does almost the same path it had done earlier, only this time, it hovered over my bed, over to my head, where I lie leaning on the headboard. My hubby is lying sideways, in middle of my bed, facing me and staring at what this balloon is doing! It suddenly stops, motionless a few feet almost infront of my face. At this point I'm creeping out and he and I laugh nervously. Very nervously! I felt as if it were going to turn into a 'Saw moment!' Suddenly, it picks up a bit of 'speed', again, almost as if it were driven with a remote control, hovers higher, and I stare. At this point, with full intention, I stare at it, as does my hubby. I then proceed to tell it to please go back to it's room, because it's scarying me. As it did, with the ever softness and almost understanding what I requested, it hovered slowly and turned towards the hallway to make it's entrance into the bedroom where it was originally at. Eyebrows raised, We start laughing again. What just occured? I don't know. Sure Real Paranormal Activity for sure. So, my hubby get's up to see where it went and it hovered for a few moments infront of where he originally found it. Time progresses and I finally get up from a nap, and I go to look for it, in the bedroom. No where to be found. I turn on the light...nowhere. Ok? So, I turn off the light, stand back and re analyze the situation. I turn it back on, and almost as if it were timid or upset that it scared me, it was in hiding. Yes. In hiding and doing a little hover, as does a child when he/she knows they disappointed you. I know 'it' felt disappointed and didn't intend on scaring me, as it did. It was relaying a message, so loud and clear, yet I misconstrued it. The balloon's face says, "It's all about YOU." How powerful is that!? It is, "ALL ABOUT YOU." My surreal paranormal activity happened for a reason and it came with a message that all paranormal activities come with. IT'S ALL ABOUT ME. Some tidbits about the balloon, in case you're wondering: a)It had never moved about, around, carried out of the bedroom it was in. b)It had not gone out of the bedroom it was in since it was given to us. c)It still has helium after nearly 2 months. d)It was given with alot of love, by some people who love us. e)It is accompanied by 3 other mylar balloons in the same room. f)It had never done this before. g)It perhaps felt my lowest possible way of feeling and wanted me to focus on myself. And the question may continue on, as to why and how, but this truly happened, earlier tonite. Send me any thoughts as I'm curious what you think...

Alien nation?

So, this really didn't happen, BUT our nations 'ARE PREPARED', so don't fear

Alien nation? No, I'm not referring to our Nation with 'illegal alien insinuations', rather literal Space Aliens.

How to fight an 'A-symmetric war?'
Hmm, and I'm not particularly fond of speaking of unknown things beyond my intelligence.
I'm dealing with my own 'A-symmetrical war', as my hubby is watching National Geographic channel.

Did you know there was an 'International office of Protocol' for contact with aliens? Well, neither did I! UN committee.
Supposedly our government is monitoring them.
5000 miles above the Earth, this is being monitored.
Communication happenes in a sequence of prime numbers-communication via a universal language.
So, are you weak minded? Do you believe in any of the above that I shared with you? Well, not that your weak minded or not, this is all that was shared via National Geographic, as a 'hypothetical/possibility of an Alien attack on our nation.
Interesting, huh?
Remember, this is all hypothetical...
Continue to Be human and help one another out...
Be well

Another fun filled day

As I lie here 'resting', I'm taken back to another fun filled day in our household.
Another day of spontaneous 'fun' (adventure in other households) in our household, yay!
So, last Monday, the 7th of November was an event I had much anticipated on attending.
This event is special for my mother, and so it was my birthday present to her.
It was a night of being with Pedro Almodovar and Antonio Banderas, at the Mann's Chinese Theatre, in celebrating with him his screening of one of his films, starring Antonio Banderas from 1987, I believe.
So, as many of my days go,I prepare ahead for my children to stay content and so, I go through a series of things to do such.
Wrapping up, just before we are to depart, I see my elder daughter scratching away at her scalp. This weather is ruthless to the scalp! Dry scalp=itchy head, right? Ya, so I thought! It's lice! ICK! Disgusting! Gross! Totally normal. That's it you may say to my disgust! So, my moral is brought down to reality, as I'm panicked about time, traffic and what about rain+making it in time to pick up my mother, before heading to LA, UHH!
Ya, another fun filled day, huh! Running through a slew of fast typed, mispelt info online and the info still came through! I grab my keys and head to the local pharmacy, at like 30 mins to spare before I'm due to head out!
I'm 'dressed' ya, but running around with slippers(I forgot I was wearing them, til I'm standing in line and happened to look down!)
So, as I stand in line with like an arsenal of 'anti whatever's', a granny looks at me, 'Lice, huh?' Go put that poison back. Grab a narrow tooth comb and wrap the head with dish soap, then apply mayo, leave a plastic bag on overnight, end of lice...This time! My kids, each of the 10 had to go through this many times over, until I shaved the boys' head.'
She began to share with me her tale, with such detail I could include it into a step by step recipe. I'm outta breath, thanking her, run back home and begin the process. My daughter rides with us to LA, bag on her hair.
Aroma of dish soap and mayo...what a yummy combination!
And another yummy combination: Almodovar+Banderas!
What a thrill I lived that day.
Another fun filled day in my life!

By the way, round 2 of 'another fun filled day' includes what happened with Antonio at the Chinese Theatre!
Oh, what a fun filled day it was indeed!

I'm tired

I'm tired.
No, really I am.

I am the only one awake in our home. Nice, cozy, warm--are they, while I sit and freeze finalizing this! Even my 3 dogs are sleeping in our room, aside from 3 human bodies!

Another night of seeing the clock strike 8:29 am, I can't. So, I just saw it strike 12:40 am and I am pooped out. Gathering stuff for the film, Path of Will, working on the book and various other extra curriculars, has me wiped for the night. So, I hope this finds you all well and in good spirits, as I am not, because I am tired!
Sweet dreams.
Be Human
Be well

Book is near completion

Book is near completion.
Book is near completion.

I wanna be mean!

I wanna be mean...(dot, dot, dot)but I can't!
Although I am treated unfairly, success is the sweetest revenge.
Moving along, I want to be nice!
So, how to inspire one who's seeking to be inspired?
Ya, today is 'one of those writer's block days' that so many speak of.
Writer's block because I don't know which topic to touch on!
Feast vs famine
animal abuse
workers rights
women's right
Anti bullying
I'm a believer in 'human rights' and all it entails.
I work hard, as I presume we 'all' do, therefore, we all are entitled to our own rights, right? WRONG
Your right to throw the first punch, ends where my nose begins.
A good place to start is a film titled, Path of Will, which speaks of one's own rights for a better tomorrow, inspite of what life deals us, we must go on.
I don't believe in self pitty, and self loathing.
As they say, life is what you make of it. Ask me, I know!
I've been delt a shitty hand, therefore, I know.
So, the work I do is to preserve 'humanity' and allow for kids to be empowered and have self reliance to push forward.
Path of Will--Have you followed yours? What are you doing to attain a goal?
Begin by not being a bully to others or yourself. Educate yourself--work hard and smart. Be good to yourself and others.
Be human
Be well

Sunday events

Sunday events--start with a message:

Don't be 'Cold as ice', cuz your not, you're human!
Why human nature consists of vacant actions, up until it's convenient?
When one's successful, when one dies, THEN they step up.
But, in the meantime, 'where were you?'
It's a hard lesson to live by.
I know.
What about the part where you know 2 people want one thing from the other, and you're in the middle to try and facilitate this 'transaction' of sorts, and it still bites you in the ass! I never learn! I just wanna help, that's all.
Vacant actions when one needs the help. Vacant actions when one is in dire need, yet others choose not to see and instead, judge.
All what I do and have done is by means of a 'do it now' action.
Do you live the same way? What is the difference between those people and you? Do we live 'free-er', a more happy prosperous filled life? I hope
to believe so, but we'll see, in due time...
Happy Sunday events, ya'll...
Be HUMAN and Be nice to one another. Life is too short.