When summer rushes in and season finales of television and web-based content open the door to The Land of Reruns, I become a channel surfing queen. It gets harder and harder to find quality programming that can stimulate an intelligent mind. I love all kinds of documentaries and admit I am a fan of “Ghost Adventures” for mindless entertainment. Recently, my little brother and his wife turned me on to several other paranormal investigation shows. I have to admit that some of these subjects intrigue me. So, let’s do it. Let’s talk about ghosts, demons, psychic mediums, and aliens - just for fun.
 
So, I realize that to many these topics are serious subjects. I do not wish to belittle that in any way. This is not an exposé into the truths and/or fictions of paranormal presence. In my life, I have experienced events that I simply cannot explain and lean toward acknowledging something beyond my perception. I have written about my thoughts on “What Are the Odds” and really do not believe in coincidence. But I am ever so curious as to what brings these strange anomalies to light.
 
These shows investigate the presence of good spirits and dark demonic entities. Some even go as far as to scrutinize whether they are random hauntings or portals that allow spirit transport through intricate layers of time-continuums. No one has definitively proved or disproved these theories. Whether you believe or not, it certainly sounds ominous, doesn’t it? Studies of 488 societies worldwide found that 74% believe in spirit possession. During the Middle Ages, demonic possession constituted an explanation for erratic behavior. I am such a character; it is a miracle I was not committed years ago.
 
Personally? I believe I am my own Demon. Sometimes it is the easiest path of no resistance. I often find fault with the purest of actions. I read somewhere that the worst place you can live is in your head. Overthinking every little detail is more like demonic possession than I could ever imagine. I do not need some hideous Netherworld creature to attack my subliminal mindset. I do that by myself quite well, thank you.
 
I will admit that years ago I had an employee that based her every move on the advice of a psychic. She would not come to work, for example, if this psychic told her not to cross water today (and she had to go over a bridge to get to work). I met with this person anonymously to try to diminish her validity and found that she pinpointed details of my life that she could not possibly have had prior knowledge. She even told me of an event that occurred that very day that I did not even learn had happened until I got home. I no longer discount the ability of a chosen few.
 
Be it spirits from the past or unexplainable phenomenon it is hard for me to fathom across the gazillions of stars and galaxies that we are the only intelligent inhabitants. On summer nights, my dad and I would lay back in lawn chairs and watch the sky for “UFOs.” To this day, I honestly do not really know if he was actually a believer, or if it was just a way to have quiet time and teaching moments with his daughter. As we watched for shooting stars and slow-moving objects in the night sky, he taught me about astronomy, the Milky Way, comets, meteorites, and even the science of lightning bugs.
 
And while I do not know his thoughts on any of these ideologies, he did often speak of higher callings. Before he left Indiana for his heart transplant at Stanford University Medical Center, he did tell me that no matter where he was or how he was, he would always hear me sing. Why would he profess such a thing without an ounce of belief? I will say that the first thing the psychic told me was that my father died at a young age, and to not be sad because he was my guardian angel and with me all the time. I first thought that was a lucky shot-in-the-dark prediction with high odds of being at least partly correct. I am not that certain anymore. I obviously feel his presence with me all the time.
 
The human experience is thankfully interlaced with the miracle of free thought. Apart from my ghostly and demonic curiosities, I am equally captivated with fairy tales and happy endings - none of which will deliver me to or from evil. We, as intelligent beings of the universe, are prophetically blessed that our every thought is a snippet of who we are. Otherwise, we would all be little green men with empty eyes. Ah, but that is fodder for yet another rant.
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