Something Different

 It was around the age of 8-10 that I realized there was something different about me. Something that no one in my family ever talked about. As I was coming up the main conversatiions were always about money, bills, food and family gossip with some Hallalujah's!!! sprinkled on top. I must say that there are things that went on in my family that would make a great Drama. I don't know if it should ever be a feature length film because in most cases there were never any great crescendo's or positive endings like in Tyler Perry's films. Those stories, I'll have to get permission to tell, provided I get some more hub fans or something. (wink wink) ANYWAY!!! on with the story.

Life is supposed to be tangible, but there is also something that is intangible. There is something that happens to us that we as  individuals or a society may never fully understand. We call it psychic ability and it is a trait that I believe we all posses in one capacity or another. It is up to you as the individual to accept/acknowledge it or not. I chose to accept it, I chose at a very young age to explore this part of me because it was interesting and in a lot of ways it gave me comfort when the bad things would happen. I'm sure you are probably saying omg! here she goes again with this mysticism mess. But these are the things that have happened in my life that have shaped who I am. I had a gift and I recognized it and I chose to explore it. Now I am not "Miss Cleo" or "Allison Dubois" I am not going to do any "readings" although I have been known to give a few. I don't wake up with ghosts at my bed talking to me, although if I did have one, I'd like it to be somebody fun. Like "Madea" she would keep it real or Colonel Sanders so he can tell me his secret recipe but not Michael Jackson I don't have time for his madness.

It was around the age of 8 or 9 that I started to have dreams that would come true and at first they were mundane. I used to say to myself why did I dream this? My thoughts on it now, is that these were my training dreams. God' and the angels way of saying can you handle this if I show you this? My very first dream was so simple, I dreamt of a day. In my dream I was walking down the street to go to the store or something. It was a sunny day and all of the houses were as they were on the block and the sun was shining. By the appearance of the sun and the day it looked as though it was pretty early in the morning. There was only one thing different and that was, there was a white car parked in front of one of the houses that had never been there before. In my dream I notice the car and then I keep walking. By the time I reached the end of the block I woke up. I knew that dream was different then any of the other dreams that I had ever had because it was so very vivid. Now you are probably thinking don't you have any other interesting dreams to tell? Yes I do, I could write several articles about it. Some of them so real that to this day, I cry because I could not stop what happened. Anyway, I had the dream, after a few days I forgot that I had the dream until (cue Twilight zone music) I was walking down the street to go to the store and the sun was shining on the street exactly as I had dreamed it and there was the white car. I stopped in my tracks looked at the car exactly as I had done in my dream and then kept walking. All along I was thinking "I just had a dream that came true" I knew there would be more to come. I knew that this was a special gift and that someday I would be able to explore the very true nature of it. I could not tell anyone in my family about this because they would probably say. "Here comes the slow child, having her slow child moment." And maybe some of you are thinking GOD this lady is a little "touched" But, I'll tell you this, now when I tell someone I had a dream they listen.

Until next time. There will be another fascinating story of Tuggie's Life Thus Far. (fade out of Twilight Zone music)