One of the best visitations I’ve ever had lasted a month.
Every night, this entity would appear in my bedroom curtains. I could see him clear as day. He would try to show me different images that he thought would frighten me. Demons and monsters from movies. Once it even tried to scare me with Darth Vader.
He was completely perplexed as to why I was not frightened by any of these things; why I would smile and say hello. Or laugh.
He didn’t understand why I was completely accepting of his presence in my home.
Well, he wasn’t really harmful. He was just curious. I could sense his emotions. I could read his body language. He didn’t pose any thread. I had chosen to indulge his curiosity.
One day, near the end of that month, my then 3 year old daughter asked if she could take pictures around her room. I gave her the digital camera, told her to have fun.
Amid all the perfect pictures of her toys, her bed, her stuffed animals in nets on the wall, all the things precious and important to her…was this:
I very clearly see a face with glowing eyes and the shape of the head with the mouth. I see a heart in the roundness of a chest. I see the chi center at the pit of the belly.
Those things in the background look nothing like anything in her room. The camera never did anything like this ever again, and I had it for at least another three years.
For whatever reason, the Visitor showed himself to my 3 year old.
And then he went away. He’s not been back since.
One night early last year, I had a very vivid dream that I met David Bowie and we made love two or three times. Wow what a lover! I felt everything, including every orgasm I had.
I felt from him a deep affection, a love like I’ve rarely known in my life.
I woke up that morning to learn he had died.
It was in that moment that I learned just how much I love him. I have known of him and his music pretty much all my life. I grew up with Major Tom on the radio. I was among that first generation of MTV kids and he had remade his image and persona once again for Let’s Dance, China Girl, Modern Love.
He was remade again into the Goblin King, and that is where my real love lay. I was completely in love with his creation. As the World Falls Down is one of the most touching, delicate songs ever written.
Now and then, as I’m lying down to sleep, I will think of him. I will let myself miss him as much as my heart needs to miss him. I actually feel lonely inside, still to this day feeling that empty space where he used to stand.
Now and then, as I’m drifting to sleep thinking of him, I feel him spoon in behind me. I feel his energy wrapping around me from behind.
I don’t know when or where we met before, but apparently our energies have known each other a very long time.
Last night as I was sitting on the sofa, my husband left the room to use the bathroom.
As he was walking into it, I heard a little girl’s voice. Not sure what she said. My husband paused in the doorway and said What?
He had heard her too.
We had both heard the same little girl voice at the same time and we were alone at the time.