So, this is a little unconventional, but I had my ded ppl circle last night. This, once a week, consists of a few people getting together and, under the guidance of a few other people, practicing mediumship. Weird?! Tell me about it.

I’ve been in a circle for a year now, and I can honestly say, it’s different. A year ago, I wouldn’t have really expected myself to be able to tell someone else what their dead grandparents looked like, liked to eat, what the house they lived in looked like, how they died, and a long list of other things. With certainty that I’m right about it. I’m as shocked as you are. Maybe more.

I can’t really explain it, except to say that even though you may never, and probably will never believe me, you will someday. When you are dead.

Anyway, last night I came through pretty solidly with more proof of identity than an actual message. It’s identifying a person that I prefer anyway. I find giving someone a message on how to be, or live their life, or change themselves… not so much challenging, but easy to make seem fake. It might not be fake, but it’s the part that has the least integrity for me.

And that’s where I stand on that. Sorry for the abrupt ending. It’s not everyday (yet) that I write about my escapades with the dead on the interwebs. Plus, I’m sleepy. (Segue into cool link…) How sleepy are you? Find out with the Tiredness Test.

This entry was posted on Friday, January 18th, 2008 at 8:04 am and is filed under daily post.