Can You Hear Me Now?

The last thing I feel like doing these days is updating my blog (soooo-o-o-o tired) but a couple interesting things have happened lately and I figure I better write about them before I forget, since this is, after all, more or less a record of my life!

On Thursday night I went to see Danny Michel. I have been a fan of Danny’s for a long time, but have missed his live shows in the past and usually heard about them after the fact because I wasn’t on his mailing list. Duh. Anyway, he was at the Liberty Lounge and I rounded up Michelle, Jay and his wife Katrina to meet me there. We were all, it’s fair to say, blown away. Danny took to the stage with just his guitar and no band to back him up. The whole show was like that, just a man and his guitar, his voice and a few gadgets to enhance his performance a bit. I loved it. He was amazing. I love the song “When I Get Out” 300 million times more than I did before, after hearing it live. I love everything about him even more after seeing him live.

I remember when I emailed Jay to ask if he wanted to go, he came back with “my parents will be here then so I can’t make it”. I gave him Danny’s website and the following day (after having listened to the three songs at his site for about 4 hours straight) he emailed me “I CAN’T BELIEVE I HAVEN’T HEARD OF THIS GUY!!! Soooo good. Looks like the folks are gonna have an evening to themselves, I MUST see this guy”. Hee. After the show was over Jay was speechless and then proceeded to the CD table where he bought all five of them!! (I am surprised Jay’s wife even talks to me, because of me I have forced inspired Jay to spend countless $$ on Polyjesters, Lindy and now Danny tickets, CDs and merchandise!!) I bought the one CD I didn’t have yet and one a friend asked me to pick up for him, and Michelle bought his most recent one too. I think Danny did well with CD sales that night, there were lots of fans there. I got my pictures and hugs and kisses (well, Lindy had asked me a couple days before to give him a big hug from him. I didn’t want to disappoint! )

The next day I had an appointment to see the psychic medium Christine Hurley. My friend Lisa has been bugging me to see her for ages, so I finally decided to book an appointment with her. Apparently she is the real deal.

When I arrived at her house, I made my way downstairs, settled on her sofa and the first thing she said to me was “I see your two grandfathers, and either a grandmother or great aunt”. Now, there are only a few people in my family that have passed on that I ever really knew. Well, I never knew my one grandfather because I was a month old when he died, but grandparents make it high on the list, and both my grandfathers have died. Grandmothers are alive. The only others that I ever knew or remember are a couple great Aunts, particularly my Aunt Jean, who died after a long battle with emphysema after years of heavy smoking. She even had a tracheostomy (hole in the neck so you can breathe). What I remember most about her was how much she coughed, smoked, and drank Coke.

So imagine my surprise when Christine, while trying to talk to me, kept choking and coughing and hacking. I commented “you need water down here” and she said “no, they are doing this to me… someone had trouble breathing… it’s like they are poking me in the neck with a finger, trying to grab my lungs…” Hello, Auntie Jean! Oh, she also messed up her speaking occasionally which she blamed on someone speaking to her in their foreign tongue and messing up her concentration (Grandpa’s first language was German). FREAKY.

Anyway, the reading was interesting. She said “you’re not married? But you have a man in your life” to which I responded “no”. She followed that with “there is SOMEONE“. So I sighed and said, “yes, there is SOMEone, but it’s not serious”. (Further to my post about it being over with AH, well, I was mad that night, but we actually talked about things the next day and since then have spent many hours talking (and stuff haha)… and it’s all good and perfect for me right now. After the past two nights and a cumulative 8 plus hours talking on the phone and getting all my questions answered, I know all I need to know about him to be sure that what we’ve got is good right now for us both, and it’s not going anywhere for awhile (edited later to add: unless he screws up royally which he did soon after. Heh). And that, ladies and gentlemen, is the last time I will be mentioning AH in my blog! Remember the first entry where I mentioned him?? I never thought… (edited later to add: DAMN.)) Anyway. Christine said I won’t be marrying this person (that’s for damn sure!!!) but it’s good right now while I concentrate on other areas of my life. In a couple years I will meet that “someone special” (The Whole Enchilada, I guess! Hee). She said I need to get more involved in disability related things, volunteer, be a voice for persons with disabilities, take MS With Attitude further, etc. because it is through activities like this that I will meet *him*. She said there would be no children for me (I figured that) but that I would find someone wonderful to share my life with and he will be everything I’ve ever hoped for. Well, he SURE AS HELL BETTER BE!! (Oh, and I haven’t met him yet. It will be “instant”).

I don’t know if it’s a crock of shite or not, but I do know she was right on the money with a few things, and she was right about Lisa’s love life, right down to the recent ring, and she is the only psychic I have ever seen who was actually honest enough to come right out and say I won’t have children (although, I’m 37 and single, so maybe she just concluded the obvious). She was also very wrong about several things and people/animals that have passed on, and she made some lucky guesses based on her experience and ability to read things about people, so who knows. I’m not totally convinced, the more I reflect on it. I hope she’s right about my future love life, but I do believe we create our own destiny to a certain extent… i.e. I will meet that man if I pursue this “activist” role she thinks I’m meant to (”you have a mouth, now use it”) but if I veer off course and take a different direction with my life, I may still be alone in three years and think “that damn psychic, she lied!” when in reality I’m the one that made the choices to turn off that course she saw me on. Know what I mean? So, yeah. Two years is a long time and anything can happen. As for the other stuff, it’s not interesting enough to get into here plus I forget a lot of it already and need to listen to the tape again!

She did say, this next year is for me to focus on losing weight and getting healthier and “you will lose the weight, by the way” and I sure do hope she is right about that!

The bottom line is, we may pay good money to see a therapist or counsellor to lift our spirits or give us hope and ideas about how to better our lives. In a way, this is the same thing… encouragement and hope. And that is worth something!