This is going to be one long complicated issue...

Well, when I first met Mia around the middle of 1999, her hair (which is dirty blond) was long enough to cover her butt--I suppose it could have been a bit longer, maybe almost to her knees--my recollection now is hazy. One of my favorite mental pictures of her was when I was walking down the hall one day, and she was just standing in the walkway outside her friend's cubicle, a slender, pretty young woman framed by this flowing hair--and she just stood there gazing silently and steadily at me as I came down the hall toward her, as if she had positioned herself that way just for that purpose. She gradually trimmed her hair shorter, and when I last saw her in 2003 it was about to the middle of her shoulder blades. If she's grown it longer again since then I wouldn't know, unless she showed me--but I don't see her much these days (in my mind, I mean). I'm not sure about the tan--I don't think Mia ever had a very strong tan, though it did seem like she got out in the sun quite a bit--she liked going out for walks. Oh, and she lives in the Midwest--that's where I lived too, when I met her. So--same person? Hard to say for sure--but the similarities are so strong I'm intrigued.

I think it was Rem warming my stomach last night after I told you she hadn't contacted me lately--it felt a bit different than Emily's warmth.

I might be getting interested again--we'll see...

THAT would explain why I spend time with you... LOL

Damn, Riesay, you're too young to have a crown. It wasn't weird to have a tooth crumble exactly--it was more like depressing, cuz I thought I was in for pain and suffering--it turns out that it really wasn't bad at all--I could even still chew on that tooth with no problem. But if I'd had a crown come off when I was little, I would probably have freaked out, too. I couldn't eat hot dogs for the longest time because we had them for dinner once when I was about 11 and had a bad headache and had been reading an awful novel called Donovan's Brain. LOL

 

You should be, this is just the type of thing Rem would do. Whenever I talk to her she makes a point of not being easily seen. It takes a while to get a clear image of her at all. Lately though I haven't been talking with her much, I'm having way to much fun messing with a 16 year old trying to cut down on his nicotine intake.

I know, I'm way to young for a lot of the crap I go through. But I really wish I had brushed more as a child I probably wouldn't have as many with my teeth problems then. And I also couldn't eat hotdogs for a while after my dad told me everything that goes into them.

 

This also reminds me of something about Mia. I started talking to her telepathically before we ever had a conversation out loud, and at that time I hardly ever ran into her to see what she looked like in person (there's a reason for this, but I won't explain just now--I'll just mention that the time I described where she was gazing at me as I walked down the hall occurred before she and I had ever spoken in any way--kind of mysterious, huh? That's what I thought, and it intrigued me and made me wonder...why would she just stand there looking at me like that for so long when she didn't even know me...). So when I first started talking to her telepathically, she would show me mental pictures of herself with her face blurred. LOL She was 19 when I first met her in 1999. But she seemed a lot older, somehow. Like maybe a thousand years old or so.

The more I think about it, the more I think Mia and Rem are the same person...I mean, how many young women do you run into who have dirty blond hair that length and who like to have mental friendships with people--and the age you described her when you met her and the age she is now fit perfectly...and if you were eight when she first appeared to you, that would have been about the time that I finally started talking to her out loud...and then you and I "just happen" to meet seven years later on the Internet...this is really something...

That's great Riesay--do you keep reminding him how long it's been since his last cigarette? LOL

Yeah, I ate a lot of sugar when I was a kid--I used to pile it on my cereal--this is probably why my teeth are full of fillings. My kids have almost perfect teeth, though--low-sugar diets, regular brushing, and fluoride treatments.

 

Yep, I'm starting to think Mia and Rem are the same person to, what color are her eyes? With Rem it seems to switch between blue and green. Right now she feels very smug, but she's not telling me anything except "be patient" What really struck me though is your comment about how Mia seems much older, that's exactly what I feel about Rem. I never have gotten an age out of her you know, the best I get is a shrug and general "I'm not really sure." Very interesting all of this...

No but will now. I have been flooding him with images of cigarettes and teasing though, poor Cozzy, he's gotten very grouchy. Apparently he's having a hard time getting a hold of some nicotine gum...More fun for me then, I like to say he's acting like a cat 'trapped' in a paper bag, except along with general spazzing out he's started to twitch and whine.

And it's already snowed up at my house! The one good thing about living up in the hills is snow every year, it stuck but the rain turned it to sludge. You mentioned you lived in the Midwest though, where? And for how long did you grow up there? What got you back to the East coast (I'm assuming thats where you are based on previous posts..). And is it really true about this area being so scenic compared to everywhere else? Because thats the reason everyone says for all the rain and I've always wondered if we're getting a fair trade here...At least it looks like snow tomorrow.

 

Mia's eyes are light bluish-gray.

Yes, now I'm REALLY wondering what the "friends" are up to...I'll tell you a story or two about Mia. One word that would describe her well is "formidable." In the outside world she was a "student worker." She did clerical stuff. She was quiet and efficient. The mental world was something quite different, though. I don't know, but most of the time it seemed like she was the one in charge. She was amazing.

I loved her more than anyone. I would get angry at my other spirit guides, but I always kept my anger in check with Mia--truthfully she rarely gave me reason to be angry with her anyway--though she did scare the hell out of me a time or two--she was good to me both internally and externally. In my mind, she always knew exactly the right thing to say to me. She was truly like an angel.

My other spirit guide at that time was another matter altogether, and I frequently got angry at that one--I'll call her Dani. Mia and Dani were coworkers and friends. I used to joke with them in my mind that Mia was the good witch and Dani was the bad witch. I used to hear them talking about me out loud sometimes in Dani's cubicle--commenting on my unspoken thoughts, usually. So in my mind once I told them they were always calling me "him." So then Mia started to call me "Him" in my mind. LOL Then she would get affectionate with me and call me "Himmie." LMAO She would encourage me by saying, "Good Himmie." LOL And she would do the same for herself, saying "Good me," or "Bad me."

Mia would sometimes gently chastise me when I got angry at Dani. One time I was giving Dani hell in my mind, and as I was walking down a hallway suddenly Mia appeared at the other end, walking toward me. I moved to go around her, but she moved to stay right in front of me until we almost ran into each other, and the whole time she glared at me silently, until I finally said out loud, "Sorry." Then she moved silently on. LOL She was always in complete control.

I have lots more stories about Mia, but this post is already too long...

Illinois

I grew up in California. I lived there until I was 38, had a marriage and a divorce, then moved to Illinois in January 1992 to be near my new online girlfriend, then proposed to her and got married again. We moved to Massachusetts in August-September 2004. My wife grew up in Connecticut--her mom was seriously ill, and she wanted to be closer to her. I like it here much more than the Midwest, and maybe even more than California, except for the weather. Snow is pretty, but it's cold and it's a mess to drive in. Washington is beautiful, all right--I can't say it's necessarily the most scenic place in the country, but it's definitely beautiful where you are. But then, I think the desert is beautiful, too--and the seashore. Prairie I could do without. LOL We get a lot of rain here, too, which is why it's so green in summer and there are so many trees.

 

Mia sounds very cool, again a lot like Rem, feel free to tell me more about her. But have you tried talking to Mia lately? Rem's not going to tell me anything useful, and I'm fairly sure my only other guides who would know anything would just laugh at me again if I ask once again for any clues as to what's going on. Except maybe Deyfas, he'd be caught up in my suffering or annoying everyone else...No wait, he's just laughing at me.


But it finally snowed up at my house again on Friday night. It was a big disapointment though because everyone expected it to snow in town long and hard enough for a snow day...and it was all gone by Sunday morning thanks to a rain storm that was supposed to be a snow storm. Darn it, but I did get to do some community service with the AFJROTC, five hours of folding boxes then loading food donations into them to give food bands. Last year we got 13.5 tons of food, and I'm thinking thats about how much we got this year as well >_< my shoulders ache. And nothing here looks all that nice and nature like with all the rain...I think right now I would love to live in a desert, my dad took me and my twin across some mountains near here in once during the summer and it was beautiful and I loved it.

I'm going to tell you a story about my dad ok? Just because it's nearly Christmas and I miss him so everyone I know has to hear me babble about him (I think Deyfas is going to kill me...)

Ahem, every single Christmas my dad spent with us kids, despite the fact that he and our mom have been seperated since I was a baby. And every year it was so wonderful to have him walk in the door to our house because he was such a nice and cheery person, and he also was able to find whatever obscure, out of the way gift we asked for. He never made us chose between our mom and him, and some of my favorite memories are of Christmas with him at our Grandma's house when we were little because he always told us stories or history and political stuff way over our heads. One year he even slept over in our Gram's little guest house and poor him, he just wanted to sleep after a long day of work but on Christmas morning around seven am me and my twin came wrapped up in plastic bags because it was raining and ringing bells we yelled and screamed for him to get up. Well he did, just in his pajamas he carried both of us back to the house and was even a good sport when we all learned we had to wait another four hours untill our aunt and cousins came over to open presents. >_< But he was almost always the first person up and over at our house, (he never beat us though, we get up around 5, ha) and he just told me last year his favorite Christmas carol is the Little Drummer Boy, but darn it none of the radio stations will play it...

Oh, zengizmo, I'm not sure what to do this holiday season without him...Well, expect to be subjected to more memories and whatnot. Sorry.

 

Not sorry, Riesay, not at all. I got a bit teary-eyed reading your note. It's really wonderful that you have lots of fun memories of your dad, and I would love to read any more you want to share. He really does sound like a great person and a great dad.

And maybe you wouldn't mind too much if I send you a hug.

I got a laugh out of the mental picture of you and your twin waking up your dad wrapped in plastic bags. LOL Sounds like something my girls might do on a whim sometime.

I was glad to see your note, by the way--I've been reading about the hurricane in the Northwest coast area, and I was wondering how you were making out. Maybe you're far enough inland that the wind isn't reaching you.

We got some snow today, but it's mostly melting except for some frozen slush here and there. I finally fished out my winter parka. Tomorrow after work a bunch of us in my office are going ice skating on the Frog Pond at Boston Common. It's been a few years since I've been ice skating, but it's one of those things you never forget--neuron pathways in the cerebellum, you know.

I haven't really tried to talk to Mia lately--or Rem, if they're the same, which I'm strongly suspecting they are. I've been giving a lot of thought to this situation, and wondering what it all means, just as you have. The truth is, I have mixed feelings about this discovery. On the one hand I'm thinking: My God, I thought maybe I would never have anything more to do with Mia, since I moved 1200 miles away. Now it turns out she apparently planned for a sort of renewal of our relationship years in advance. That thought makes me feel warm and loved. On the other hand, though Mia herself was generally good to me, her pal Danni was mostly treacherous and hateful toward me, and this situation renews some old feelings of sadness and anger that I've tried to put behind me. It seems I'm maybe being required to forgive. Sometimes I'm okay with that, but other times I feel like I never can.

Mia told me in my mind once that she would always be with me. She has been flashing me images of her face lately, which she hadn't done in a long time before recently.

I'll tell you another story about her--this one occurred only in the mental realm. I had been spending all my mental time with her for a few weeks, and I was really happy being with her. Then one day she told me mentally that it was time for her to depart, and she was going to leave me in the company of another woman. Looking back on this, I'm laughing about the dramatics--it's so similar to things Rem and the others are doing with you--but at the time, I took her seriously, and I was very sad that she was "leaving." She did a dramatic farewell scene with me, and I actually wept a bit, and then I was left with the other woman--and a little "gift" that Mia left me, which was this: Every time I thought about the name of any woman--ANY woman at all--instead of thinking of that woman's name, the name that came to my mind was "Mia." LMAO It was hysterical. I literally could not think of any other woman's name except hers without making a concerted effort. This little "gift" lasted about half a day, and then she set me free from the spell.

Now, of course, I know I could have continued talking to her even after she had "left," though what she would have done in that situation I can only guess. And of course, she "showed up" in my mind again not long after that. LOL

God, she is such a trip...more stories in later posts.

 

Ah, the storm. We did get some wind and lots of rain but luckily I do live far enough inland that we didn't get to much flooding. But whatching the news...scary. And once again the price for gas is expected to rise for some reason.

Ice skating though, I've never gone, is it fun? I can barely roller blade so I think I'd hurt myself if I tried. But I do have a guide very good at these things that always likes to be encourageing. It's so funny, whenever I do end up at our local skating rink (our dad took us there most often, I don't think I ever saw him skate though...maybe this is inherited...) I focus all my energy on listening to him, 'small steps Riesay' and 'no Riesay, not like that!' to the point where I forget where I'm going and no matter how much my family's yelling at me that it's time to go or eat I don't hear them. >_< but towards the end I do get slightly better.

As for Danni...I'm not sure what to tell you. Wait, I do have a few ideas, but that's either Rem's influence or fifteen year old insensitivity. But I must ask, do you really think you have to forgive? I know I'm not going to be forgiving Van anytime soon, or Deyfas even for some of what he's done. Then again, I do think I might forgive certain other guides, but not for a while after we finally get around to hashing things out. LOL, I've been avoiding certain someones because I don't want to...Oh, I'll get to it later. Feel free to ignore all that though, it could just be a misinterpretation brought on by my inexperiance with life.

Shoot, I want to talk a bit more but this post is already really long and I have to go to my orthodonist. I'll tell you what torture that means later...

Last note, Rem's been bugging me A LOT to get you to talk to her, I'm not really sure why, she just want's to talk.

 

Yeah, things are very bad for a lot of folks--I'm glad to hear you're not affected much.

Ice skating is a lot like roller skating. It's a slightly different feel--I can't put my finger on what the differences are, exactly. I ended up not going skating after all--it was cancelled because a lot of people thought it was too cold out. I guess they think we should go ice skating in the summer...LOL

You're a veritable walking party. LOL Well it's nice to have your own built-in coach.

Sometimes--and sometimes I don't.

Not at all, Riesay. I really have very mixed feelings, and the bottom line is that a large part of the time I don't forgive. Sometimes I'm extremely spiteful, in fact. Jesus said we need to forgive, and I know that it's better for our spiritual growth to forgive--and yet a lot of the time I don't want to, and I just don't. I guess I'm human...

You're getting the spacers out? And what else--getting your teeth wired? Tell me all about it.

I'm still having very mixed feelings about this. Rem is Mia, I'm quite sure, and I have issues with Mia. On the one hand, when Mia was my primary mental friend, it was wonderful in lots of ways, and I've often wished I could do that again. On the other hand she's not physically around anymore, which was a big part of the fun at that time, and I have no way of contacting her, and even when she was around she didn't give me very much confirmation of the mental relationship. I suppose that's one of the big reasons I keep Emily as my primary mental friend these days. She was, at least for a while, a very close and dear friend in the physical world, and gave me lots of confirmations of the reality of the mental relationship. I don't want to relinquish the mental relationship, especially since no one has come along in the years since then who is able or willing to do anything like that with me. And I guess I'm just not very interested in a purely mental relationship with someone who is, for all practical purposes, just a disembodied entity in my current life.

As I'm typing this, Mia/Rem is flashing me mild feelings of sadness as she shows me her somber face. Now she's sending me love and warmth. LOL She might be able to change my mind...very likely, in fact. But I'm reporting my feelings as they happen--tune in next time to see if the plot has thickened.

 

Last nights news was depressing, but at least we have the road connecting Portland to Seatle back up...


My newest torture is indeed wires along my bottom pallet, up top though is a whole other torture. Bear with me I forgot the name of the thingy, so I can only descibe it. It's this thing that is supposed to widen my upper jaw by placing this annoying metal plate right above my tongue and covering my teeth with metal (if you saw me try to eat you would die laughing...) and to top it off I have these little bars things connecting the bottom and top things that come out if I open my mouth wide enought to yawn. Luckily though I've gotten to miss the last three days of school!

I'm not quite sure what to say on the Rem/Mia thing...Well, my first thought was thank god! You see zengizmo, I have never, ever met any of my guides in the physical realm...which kinda reinforced the whole I'm crazy thing for quite a while. Your confirmation that yes, my Rem is indeed a living, breathing person out there was very nice for me. ^_^ Yep, that pretty much made my day. Untill I tried to eat some pizza rolls...

Eh, besides that, contact Rem if you want to, if you don't, don't. I'm getting a lot of eye rolling here, but Rem does agree with me. Now she looks smug...has that ever meant something good for me?

 

Wow, it sounds like an orthodontic version of a medieval rack! What you have sounds different from what the dentist did to me, and possibly even more irksome. The ortho started out by putting a metal sleeve on every damn tooth in my mouth. He had to hammer them into place. Each of the metal sleeves had a little projection on it, and he connected all these projections on the top and the bottom with a wire. He was somehow able to tighten something periodically so that the teeth would slowly be pulled into a different position by this wire. Oh, and another fun thing was that a couple of the metal sleeves had little hooks on them, and I had to wear a rubber band on each side of my mouth that attached the top hooks to the bottom hooks. I had a box of rubber bands, and I had to replace them daily. But the piece de resistance was the harness. At one point he wanted to pull all my top teeth backward, so he gave me this big metal frame that had thick wire posts that slid into some slots in the braces. The whole frame stuck out of the front of my mouth and was attached to a harness that wrapped around the back of my neck to pull back on the entire assembly. Luckily I only had to wear the thing in the evening and while sleeping, thank God.

So about those bars that come out if you open your mouth too wide--if that happens, do you need to reattach them somehow?

All you need now is a matching tongue piercing...

Hmmm, well maybe that confirmation for you is the actual goal of my discovery, and if so, I'm glad I could do that for you. You know, I always sort of suspected that Mia had spiritual responsibilities that went far beyond her association with me...as I said, she was amazing. Yeah, she lived an apparently normal life like a normal person. She lived in a tiny little town with her boyfriend, her dad was an office manager for a well-known car dealership, and her mom made soup and pies for a little restaurant in another tiny little town nearby. She used to take walks at lunch and break time with her co-workers--and occasionally she would chat a bit with me outside or in the break room. But on the inside, as I said, it was a totally different world.

Here's another story. There was a period of time, before our external relationship advanced to the point that it felt appropriate to go to her cube to chat with her, where the only time I would see her is if our paths happened to cross. But I was talking to her in my mind a lot. And then for some reason, I didn't see her at all for a couple of weeks. I missed seeing her, so in my mind I asked if she would show up again soon and smile at me. In my mind she said she would, and sure enough, just a few minutes later, as I was walking down a hallway that went past her cubicle, she and her coworker (I'll call him Brian) walked out of her cubicle and headed toward a perpendicular hallway nearby. Brian was between her and me, but she craned her neck around Brian and flashed me a huge smile. Then she and Brian went down the other hallway, and I heard her explaining to Brian out loud, "He wanted me to smile at him."

An interesting side note is that Brian was a musician--a drummer, primarily--and he and I ended up working in a community theater presentation together once. I was an actor/singer/dancer in the chorus, and he was playing drums in the orchestra pit.

I can't think of what she might have been smug about...I tried talking to her a couple days ago, but she really didn't do anything much with me--didn't talk much, and when she did she really didn't have anything significant to say--certainly she didn't do anything like some of the dramatic and amazing stuff she did with me sometimes several years ago. So I dunno, Riesay--as I said, maybe all this is more for you than for me. Well, I will say that one thing that struck me when I first tried talking to her again is what a very different person I am now than I was when I was talking to her in my mind years ago. Maybe that's something she wanted me to see. And the reason I'm so different now is precisely because of the things she and her spirit guide friends did with me...and to me.

But there are some things from those days that I miss--and wouldn't mind being able to experience some more now...

 

Hearing about that contraption you had on your teeth sounds even worse then this..ugh. But yes, I do have to reattach them, but thats easy because they just slide in. What is hard though is once a day I need to use a little wire thing to tighten the plate thing above my tongue, this requires laying on me back with a mirror and flashlight in one hand while trying to use the other to find a tiny little hole with the wire, wiggle it in and the push it back to spread my upper jaw apart. It doesn't really hurt but it does feel really wierd...But I know enough people with tongue piercings to thing there gross, an eyebrow one though...

Its very interesting to hear about Rem, but at the same time a bit odd. I haven't really talked to her much either, I've been busy torturing Deyfas once again. I found out he hates Avril Lavigne, so having one of her cds on my MP3 player I felt obligated to start playing all the songs really loudly. So much fun, but I did occasionaly let up and play some Paul Simon, which he still claims to hate but I think he was just being argumentative. I sometimes wonder why all we ever do it argue...then he acts like a jerk and I realize that we're just stuck in a constant swirl of torturing each-other because it's fun so I have nothing to complain about. The other guides are fine, one's buying his sibling the Nintendo Wii for Christmas and I'm jealous >_<, I'm glad it's been quiet though. Perhaps they realized I need a break from the drama on occasion....Or once again they are simple taking their time.

Oh joy, I have finally become paranoid....

 

So the orthodontist actually talked you into performing torture on yourself? Wow, he must be getting a good laugh out of that!

LOL I agree--I just wanted to see your reaction.

Yeah, I like eyebrow piercings. I also find piercings on the side of the nose very appealing--though I wonder what that's like on the inside--maybe not so fun...

Yeah, I've blown her off completely the last few days. It occurred to me that maybe the goal of getting me to think about her, aside from encouraging you, was to give other readers on this forum some things to think about.

I'm ashamed to admit I haven't listened at all to Avril Lavigne--I don't keep up with music as much as I used to. But I find it interesting that you listen to Paul Simon--he's so old, he was popular when I was young. I used to learn his songs on the guitar and perform them, and I even saw him on his last concert tour with Art Garfunkel in Chicago back in ummm 2003, was it?

I can relate. Emily was amusing herself last night by annoying the hell out of me. She kept flashing me brief, intense feelings of sadness whenever I felt the least bit unhappy about anything, as if she were making fun of me. And she also kept giving me the sensation that she was poking me with her finger in a place that nobody has any business poking their finger unless they're VERY intimate with me. So I got very pissed at her. I think I have an idea why she was doing it, though--I think she was trying to show me how my reaction is similar to the reactions of another guy I've been talking to about psychic/spiritual issues. Just now, as I was typing these things, Emily filled my stomach and chest with loving warmth. Isn't that a pisser? LOL

There won't be any Nintendo Wii's in this household for a long time...though we have GameCube and Playstation.

I'm paranoid, too. When you get slapped around so much, you start trying to guess what they're up to all the damn time.

 

My teeth are actually bad enough that I have two orthodonists, Dr. Moses and Dr. Holly, she's the one that talked me into this and I'm trying to forgive her...


And this talk about piercings is reminding me about Winter, a guy yes girly nature names run in his family, who has well over a dozen of them. I've always wondered if it hurts to take them all in and then out because he doesn't like to sleep with them on. Oddly though the only time I ever see him is when he does have `em all on. It actually looks really cool.

It's wierd though to think other people are reading this, but now I can picture a few people having fun with that. Or creating havoc and chaos.

I only recently started listening to Avril Lavigne, and it was my dad that introduced me to Paul Simon, my favorite songs are 50 Ways to Leave Your Lover and Me and Julio. Aside from that it's mainly a lot of Japanese pop, meditation music, classical and typical teen stuff I like. Although I have a deep dislike for Rap and Hip Hop except for a few songs in Japan. What about you?

I know why Rem and Emily most likely get along well now.

But now at school we're learning to use Microsoft voice recognition. It thought that I was trying to say 'all boys' when I said 'you voice'. Other kids are getting even better results. Really wierd stuff to.

 

Wow... I must say I am in awe... Yes, I'm one of the other readers that read all of it... But it is a public forum, so, you know, whatever, right?... All I can say is, wow.. I'm seriously in awe of everything I have read... I don't think any other website has made me have so many emotions.. I laughed a lot, and I teared up as well when you posted about your dad, Reisay, (which I do give out my most sincere condolences) but I can honestly say this is a thread I enjoyed reading... I've never had mental companions, but after reading this thread, I feel kind of left out... I kinda want a few mental companions of my own... Of course, while I'm very open to any and all things psychic, I'd be lying if I said I didn't think 'crazy voices' at least once. I really like the conversation you two have had, and I enjoyed reading it.. it's kind of given me a LOT to meditate and think about.... I think I envy your companions due to the fact that you're able to look at different situations from different angles and personalities (quite literally), however, I would probably be able to do this on my own, given enough effort. I noticed you haven't talked about Van for a while, Reisay, so I'm assuming he's no longer an issue, which is great. And zengizmo, after reading this thread, the advice you gave me before has helped me almost tenfold. Maybe it was because I was able to put a personality to the advice, but I don't know... All I can say is I enjoyed reading your guys' thread and I hope I didn't interfere too much with this post...

P.S. It took me about an hour and a half to read the whole thing, but it wasn't a waste of time, so I'm glad I did... OH yeah, good luck with the braces, Reisay... I need them, also, but I procrastinate... and zengizmo, good luck with Mia/Rem....

 

Yep, I am aware this is public, just wow, never been that sure it would interest other people much...So thank you Psyko Zinga it's nice to know, you're not interfering in the least! And I am happy to say except for the occasional attempt at scaring me Van is pretty much gone.

LOL, 'crazy voices' I still think that sometimes, but then I get a good mental whack in the head. ^_^ Yes, mental companions are good, but often annoying.

 

Good of you to drop in, Psyko Zinga, and nice to chat with you again.

Maybe cuz you see now that I've walked the walk, so it gives my advice and opinions a bit more weight?

Here's another recent thread that might interest you:
http://www.hipforums.com/forums/showthread.php?t=275174

When I started writing my first reply to Earth Mama, I seriously didn't think I would be much help--as it turned out, I caught so strongly onto the vibes that were panicking her that I felt a bit shocked myself. I told her less than what I knew, because one of the psychic impressions that came to me was that it would be unwise to say too much under the circumstances.

I came to this forum to share and learn, like so many others, and it has made a big difference in my life. I see you're doing the same--I hope it brings you as much fulfillment as it's brought to me.

Be careful what you wish for... LOL

There appears to be a new "angel" trying to get my attention in the external world lately...I might say more if and when I'm more certain and there's something worth telling.

 

LOL You'll be happy you did this someday. Before I got my braces, one of my lower teeth was almost completely in front of one of the other ones. Now my smile is picture perfect, (except for some yellowness due to all the coffee I drink--however I read that coffee helps prevent plaque formation. ).

Mia's friend and co-worker Brian, the drummer, had a lot of piercings, and they looked pretty cool on him, too.

Well I have always loved music--in my youth I learned to play guitar, piano, recorder, and a bit of harmonica. Oh, and I borrowed a friend's flute one time and messed around with that a bit. But as I said, I don't follow it as much as I used to. My stepson has introduced me to a few bands that I really like, but I haven't actually bought any of their music. My oldest stepdaughter introduced me to Tool a few years back, and I bought their CD Lateralus, and listened to it so much it practically became the sound track to my life the whole time I was rehearsing and performing in the community theater show. Among the "newer" musicians I listen to are Goo Goo Dolls, Alanis Morrisette, Creed, Nickelback, and Puddle of Mudd. I don't listen much to the artists of my youth--I occasionally listen to Fleetwood Mac, Heart, and ZZ Top, and I still think Joni Mitchell's Ladies of the Canyon album was one of the best musical works ever made. I listen to Vivaldi and Corelli string concertos a lot, and sometimes some Mozart. I like new age jazz--Patrick O'Hearn is one of my favorites, Kit Walker is another, and I used to buy every CD that Keiko Matsui ever made--and when I lived in Southern California, I would go see her performances every chance I got (of course I had a serious crush on her too LOL). I have been known to actually listen to Rap/Hip Hop on the radio, but only if there's a worthwhile musical accompaniment.

You mean, because they both like to annoy the hell out of us sometimes?

Yes, it looks like we won't be conversing with computers for a few more years yet.

 

Coffee actually prevents plaque? Oh, I must tell my mom, I love to drink coffee. Kind of anyways, I put so much creamer in it its a family joke the coffees just in there to warm it up a bit. Tea is better anyways.

I play a little bit of piano to, just a few simple songs. I learned how to read notes in music class, we have an old upright piano at home so I've been practicing Christmas carols.


When it comes to voice recognition though I mainly think it's the program we're stuck with at school, I've seen some really cool stuff.

Nothing really has been happening with my guides, I've been trying to keep to myself a bit. Although a small part of my brain does keep bugging me to talk to a certain guide. Josi, she's really nice, a bit highstrung though...I guess I'll talk to her later, we're not all that close.

 

Okay, sorry but I have to ask you to delve slightly deeper into that 'angel' comment you made.... Sorry, but not even two months ago I got a memorial tattoo for my nephews (Long story short: June 26, 2006 my sister gave birth to twin boys: Achaius and Faolon. On October 7, 2006, Achaius died of SIDS. On October 6, 2007, I had the tattoo done). The tattoo: angel wings on my back. When you said angel, it sparked my interest.

As for the music, (because I personally love music, to the point of believing that it has it's own kind of magick to it) I played some piano when I was younger (never could get my left hand to play melody), but I'm planning on going to college and learning not only piano, but electric, acoustic, and bass guitar, drum set, trumpet, flute, tuba, and anything else I can cram into my brain. I intend to be a music teacher one day, bringing the joy that music has brought to me to he next generation of kids.