Something Spooky

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I know the Halloween holiday just passed, so I’m assuming everyone binge watched shows like Ghost Adventures, Dead Files, and got in touch with all their beasties and ghoulies. You know what they say about assuming, right? Ok, I’m HOPING you binge watched those shows because this post depends on it!

I’m super into paranormal experiences, but this season, I think we got more than we asked for! I will explain using a trifecta of coincidences… or perfectly timed happenings. *cue ghostly sounds*

• The show: I watched any number of paranormal shows this season, surrounding myself in all the spooky things, and loving every minute of it. Now, some say that just watching the show can stir things up, in the viewers home even. I’m not sure how you feel about all of that, but I believe if the time is right, and all the ingredients are there, things can happen. Which is why I always try to caution myself before watching, just in case any of the gibberish is true.

• The sensitive: I believe myself to be a sensitive of sorts. If anything, I’m at least an em-path. I do believe being an em-path though begins to blur those sensitive lines, because if you can sense others feelings and feel those feelings, there has to be some sort of sensitivity to other beings. I think having these abilities makes me a little more of a target, IF any of the rumors about paranormal shows are true. I would assume (there I go assuming again) that I am naturally more open to the spiritual realm.

• The portal: Now this is where it gets weird, so feel free to move on and not like this post. But, if you like weird shit, stay for a while! So, portals, at least in the paranormal sense, are like doorways to and from different points. Portals can exist because the elements are all just right, because someone opened it (seance, and open Ouija session), or because they’ve been there forever. Wherever they begin, they allow beings to travel to and from as they please.

What do these 3 things equal? A spooky situation!
I started feeling like there was something watching me, or at least in the room with me. No joke, I’m a grown adult and I refuse to go downstairs throughout the night, it’s even uncomfortable to go into the bathroom. I know, I’m laughing at myself too! It’s ok, go ahead! But, seriously, it’s spooky! So, I decided to take care of it, because, um, no thank you spirits! I did the following:

• Let the spirits know who’s boss – I say ‘you are not allowed in this space. this space is full of love and light.’
• Say a few words about myself, to make sure I’m protected, AND
• Buy a ton of shit on Amazon to distract myself from any spooky spirits… I mean, am I right? Amazon solves everything.

Whether you ‘believe’ or not, I think it’s always a good idea to shower yourself with love and light, everyday, to fend off the spooks or just everyday negative vibes. We all need help with those!

Stay spooky.

What Korn Looked Like In 1999

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This is a new segment I’ll be doing most Fridays. It’ll be short and sweet, which will ensure I stay with it. I’m trying to get better at writing consistently!

This Friday I’m highlighting Korn’s live concert @ Woodstock 1999.
I’m a total 90s grunge and metal junkie. It’s what I was raised on and what will forever make me feel grounded. This concert centers me, and the energy from the crowd blows me away.

Why The Unicorn Is My Spirit Animal

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The story of my life is an elusive one. Some parts ai remember, other parts are locked in a prison far far away. I don’t mind it. I just figure some parts aren’t supposed to surface until just the right time.

Other memories pop up like fire crackers when I’m least expecting them. I imagine a unicorn transcends time. It’s cool all the time. I like to think the unicorn is tough on the outside while on the inside, it is filled with confetti-like glitter. Sometimes, that glitter is all sitting at the bottom like pennies at the bottom of a piggy bank, but sometimes, when something super magical happens, it floats around like balloons at a party.

I Battle Anxiety, Don’t Tell Me to Relax.

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unicorn_dividers5-2Anxiety is a mental illness, and I get to battle it daily (along with many others).

TRUTH (a wonderful infographic to read, if you’re interested in more understanding can be found at the Mental Health America website:
NO. It’s not nervousness about a coming event.
NO. It’s not from too much caffeine consumption.
NO. It’s not attention-seeking.
YES. It’s me analyzing EVERYTHING.
YES. It’s a negative voice that follows me EVERYWHERE.
YES. I am constantly overcoming fears and worries to battle it.
And no, I’m not ashamed (nor should you be). This is real. Let’s talk about it.

Open to the Onus

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You may be thinking ‘Why would I WANT to be Open to the onus?’ An onus is after all basically a really shitty task, burden, or obligation.

That sounds awful. Right? It is if you choose to let it be awful. And that decision it completely up to you. Believe me, as I walk through my personality and depressive disorders, I’ve chosen to let that onus be really crappy more often than not, because for me, I’ve lived a life full of onuses that I’ve had to deal with while my brain is broken, which means, even though it may seem completely backwards, I’m comfortable in that uncomfortable space.

Today, for me, being open to my onus was choosing to say ‘yes’ to having coffee with a very dear friend of mine. You might say ‘But, that’s not a burden. That’s not an obligation. That’s fun and uplifting!’ On the contrary — to me, and my broke (but mending) brain it’s a scary, socially awkward, worrisome, new, anxiety-filled burden. An onus, if you will.

Surrender

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This has got to be one of the HARDEST things to learn how to do. And I am completely surrounded by God’s hand asking me to dig deeper in this phenomenon.

For example, this morning I stopped at the ATM to withdraw some money so that I can feed myself throughout the day. Cause feeding yourself is super important, obviously. But, God had a different plan. The ATM decided it wasn’t handing out cash today, so what did I do? After I threw a tiny tantrum, I said