I
have been trying to recall all of my memories of seeing the green glow that seemingly
emits from my body. Fortunately, others
have seen it around me too. I am not
just Crazy Pants talking about a green light that glows. It looks just like a glow stick that is used
to light the way in darkness—or whatever those things were designed for. I used to dismiss it when I was told that I
was a physical phenomena medium, which means that things happen when I connect
with Spirit…lights flash on and off, candles re-light wicks that had been completely
snuffed out. Then there is also this
green glow emitting from my feet when I was alone in the dark. Others have also
seen it when I was sitting in the dark in a circle group of mediums. All of that became easy to understand—accepting
that I am a conduit for the non-physical to show their presence. Then something
happened when we were visiting at my son’s house in West Virginia.
My
daughter-in-law is someone that I love.
I don’t just love her, I like her, which is saying a lot more than simply
saying I love her. She is the kind of
girl I would hang out with and get in trouble with in some way if we were just
friends and had no responsibilities.
Natalie not only is fun, but she is smart, and she is a very deep
thinker. When she had leisure time before
she became a mother of two small children, she read a lot. Her ability to spell correctly is much better
than mine. She is passionate about women’s
rights, gay rights, and justice for all.
I simply admire and enjoy her.
She and I find the same things funny.
I have such fun teaching her children bad
stuff that she resents, but she will be nice and just go along with it. I don’t teach them bad words, but I do teach them
mischievous things.
Once
while she was out at the grocery, my 3-year-old grand daughter, my 14-year-old
grand daughter and I had a wedding with toilet paper. It was great fun! Her face was a look of
shock when she came in the door and saw toilet paper hanging from all the light
fixtures and the stair well. Ava was the bride, dressed from head to toe in all
white Charmin.
Natalie
did scream at me once because she found Coca-Cola in Cooper’s sippy cup, but if
ever you had been left alone with that breast-fed child, and you aren’t
lactating, you would give him Coke too—anything to stop the screaming!
Once
the Disney cops came to our hotel room when Natalie and my son tried to slip
out by themselves for a few hours.
Cooper woke up, and OMG people apparently were calling the front desk of
the Disney resort where we were about the crying baby. Security came knocking on our door. If I had had
a Coke then, Mickey, Minnie and the whole Disney gang would have given it to him
straight from the soda can! Although Natalie
can and does resent some of the mother in law things I do, we have never really
had a cross word between us.
Recently
Charlie and I were there in their home visiting when in the middle of the
afternoon, Natalie somewhat glided into the room (possibly floated—I didn’t
notice if her feet were touching the ground) when she said, “Can anyone tell me
why Ron’s sock drawer is glowing green?”
My heart skipped a beat. She was
really pale, sheepish in color, and still holding folded socks. I said “Oh no! I know exactly what you are
talking about.” I described and showed her what I thought she had seen, and she
said, “Exactly!” She went on to explain how she tried to find the source but
couldn’t. It was then she realized it was unexplainable.
Natalie
is a Licensed Practical Nurse, and she always remains calm when there is an
emergency. I, on the other hand, am the
last person my daughter would want to have in the room if she is giving birth,
or experiencing anything else that involves pain, because I would literally be
freaking out. I could see that Natalie
was affected by what she had seen. She was trying to understand and at the same
time shake off what had just happened.
My
daughter also experienced this round ball of green glow hovering over her face
one night while sleeping in an old home in Atlanta. She told me that she was on the sofa for the
night and woke up to see this ball of glow hovering over her face. She placed her hand over it, and it would be
covered up. She removed her hand, and it
was still floating there. She sat up and
away from it and tried to figure out where it was coming from. She said that she watched it float up and
behind the sofa and disappear.
When
I Google or Wikipedia “Green glow” or “ectoplasm” there are all types of things
that appear—most were made up in Hollywood.
I have yet to find any reasonable explanation for the paranormal light
that hovers over and around my bed at times and in other places like Ron’s sock
drawer.
Truthfully
I believe it is Spirit. It is not
negative. I am so confused as to why and
how it forms. It is not a substance—it is light. It feels kind and loving—not scary
or harmful. It is simply another way of
Spirit trying to get our attention.
