posted June 08, 2005 01:55 AM            

Nothing that would be of consequence enough to remark upon. Or to particularily be helpful, other than a laugh.

When I was dating my hubby, I grabbed his waist and led him to the bedroom, saying "As Bugs Bunny would say, 'come with me to the Cazbah'..."
I found out soon, He was wearing Bugs Bunny boxers.
*no, I thought they were cute... .*

posted June 08, 2005 04:25 AM            

http://www.trevorromain.com/blog/archives/2005/06/intuition.html
Part of his post:
"Why do we not listen to the inner-voice of reason? Why do we do things like CONTINUE to sneak through the spooky house that whispers, “Get out,” and has mirrors that drip blood?

My grandfather was exceptionally intuitive and often amazed me with his ability to ‘feel’ things before they happened.

He told me that he believed that every person is naturally intuitive, even if they do not know how to tap into it.

He helped me to understand that intuition isn't something mystical or strange. “It's a sense we all have, probably our first sense, necessary for survival,” he told me. “Designed to help us, intuition is what tells us when something simply doesn't feel right; the gut feeling that reveals something wrong, when for all practical purposes it looks and sound fine.”

My grandfather told me he had a ‘gut feeling’ about staying in Eastern Europe when he was a young man. He told everyone that they needed to move because he had a strange feeling that something bad was going to happen. Most people pooh-poohed him and called him paranoid. He left Europe and moved to South Africa. Six months later many of his extended family (including children) we’re slaughtered in the pogroms.

My grandfather told me one way to trust intuition is to act on it. He likened intuition to a muscle. “The more we use it, the stronger it gets. Be willing to be flexible, change plans, or get a second opinion, when you have that gut feeling,” he said.

posted June 09, 2005 10:28 AM            

Funny that you can experence something, and not know which pieces fit wehere, but when you write it out , being descriptive, as you know others will read it, you really think about it from anothers' perspective.. It clarifies a lot.
I can't tell you how many dreams I have that I figure out as I'm typing it here.... ( or at home )
I really is theraputic.

Interesting how many of the same veined dreams I have.... It must really be full in my unconscious. It's hard to explain though.. this devotion and love. It's not a matter of the grass is always greener.. it is me taking the rose tinged glasses off for a time and thinking.. Hmmmmm....is this happy? It is in moments... but I feel I am living in the past a lot.
Even though he does these amazing things like... as soon as I get home from being on my feet (either at work or dancing. ..) he will massage my feet. Unasked....
He LOVES me so much. He really does.
Bu then while he says he loves my brain/my quirks/those things that make me me..... I see that the things he compliments me on are the things everyone else does too.... It should be a private, special, REAL connection. I am tired of feeling misunderstood.
Anyway, there is more, as always, but I will not go there today.

posted June 11, 2005 03:59 AM            

Hey Pixie

I noticed that time thing too. I suppose it's bound to happen every now and then.

Have a great night!

posted June 11, 2005 12:08 PM            

Please, hijack my thread anytime!
Last night I met an old frined ( I hadn't seen him in eight years or so!)and he lost his father last week. We talked all night. It seems to be the time for rebirth as well as death ( but I guess they always go hand and hand.)
I told him ( because his father was in pain he last litle while) that he is better nw than he has been, and general comforting thoughts.. but not the standard ones.. and I read his language, and so I point blank asked him if he felt life after death was valid. *These things we ask ourselves when faced with it, so I figured it was on his mind
He quoted all this logic.. you can scientifically explain this and that... gave me these intelligent answers, well thought out obviously. He said then religions come with all these theories that stretch the confines of logic, etc.. and we are supposed to accept it.
I actually agreed with him.. BUT... There is room in logic for its opposite, faith perhps.. I said okay, so the concept of death and what happen afterwards is hard to explain, and who knows if its right.. but how can you explain dreams? Logic doesn't work in them.... yet they are real.. in that realm that you can't classify. You just have to open yourself up a little and embrace a different sort of logic. And its opposite. He actually opened that up a little bit. I also suggested he write a letter to his dad, as a lot of things weigh on him.
You know our comfort mechanisms? One of mine is to blur the timeline of a death.
My cousin died in '95.. in an accident, she was only 17, our families' first experience with death and it was tragic... I can't remember if it was the 17th or the 18th of April she died. Every year, I make a mentalnote to remember.. nd every time I am assured of the actual date, It blurrs again. Isn't that wierd?
Turns out yesterday, the 10th is when my grandfather died, not the day before.
It is so wierd that I do that. I have literature in my house, memoriums clipped, etc.. but still, I blur it.
Wonder why.

posted August 12, 2011 02:29 AM            

Well wouldn't you know, it's a dream and a circumstance I was just thinking about, about intuition (heehee) and trusting it, and it's a lovely message from Philbird, who has just connected (and I do hope she comes around again, I would love to say hello again)
...and some hearts from Ra...
...and a story from Teasel...almost...
and Sue G!!!

So amazingly relevant. I suggest everyone does some random clicking. You may find the answer you're looking for.