I believed I had the ability to read minds and of course telekinesis was one of my gifts. I was going to uncover the secrets of the Bermuda Triangle and at the age of 12 witnessed a UFO in broad daylight. Yeti existed and I used to yearn for Count Dracula to seduce me and make me immortal.
Quite an imagination perhaps, or are some of us just programmed to follow certain paths? Yes, admittedly these thoughts were the product of a young and eager imagination, but perhaps the intention was that I would develop a more mature approach towards the unexplainable, maintain an open mind and embrace the possibilities that there is more around us and in us than our five senses can detect...
As can be expected, I grew up. My imagination was harnessed to be "acceptable" to the norm, and my life continued down the extremely ordinary path of provincial day to day living, with the high notes being getting married, falling pregnant, giving birth and raising a son. As with the law of relativity, for every high there has been a low: Failed marriage, death of a parent, death of ex spouse and father to my child, then the other perhaps lesser highs and lows: Love affairs, both good and not so good, all ending perhaps on a sad note and leaving temporary and some more permanent scars on the ego and the heart. Promotions, location changes, job changes. Temporary people fulfilling their temporary roles in my life, my journey. Staying for a long as required to teach or impart what they were intended to show or share along the way and exiting when their jobs were done.
Subtle hints or gentle nudgings in the direction I was intended to travel? Parts of the jigsaw that make the picture complete?
Have I found I've travelled this road to come full circle? Back to where I started with my fanciful beliefs and imagination reborn? Possibly, to the degree where I am still able to maintain an open mind. That I am prepared to do the research before passing judgement.
That the inner child in me, may in fact be my greatest teacher, and that the time had finally arrived for me to stop ignoring the signs and start investigating the possibility that there is more to existence than I can taste, smell, feel, see or hear. That there are energies in us and around us that have patiently be waiting for us to realise them and utilize? That there is more to seeing than to looking and more to listening than hearing. That the dynamics of the elements that make up all that exists is more vast than we could ever imagine, let alone discover?
By no means am I implying that I have revealed the answers to the great mysteries of unexplained. Or that I made any great breakthroughs in research or discovered the mortal remains of Yeti.
This is not about first discoveries or maiden voyages through life, creation or other realms. This is about my own experiences and self realisation, my own awakening to the possiblities that surround us. And the road of personal discovery is an ongoing and winding road that I intend to keep travelling for as long as possible.
