On Thursday night, just after turning off all the lights, a bright blue flash zoomed across my living room. Years ago, perhaps nine or 10 years ago, the same blue energy appeared in my bedroom and moved about the room for a minute or so. Both times I was left with a heightened sense of well-being, a zing. I consider both to be angelic presences, something we all could use now and again.
On both occasions, the blue I saw was a bit more intense than the inner blue of this swirl. I always called this cornflower blue, though in truth cornflowers are more of a true blue.
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- Perhaps my friend Mark summed me up best when he called me "a mystical grammarian." I am quite a mix--otherworldly, ethereal and in touch with "the beyond," yet prone to being very precise and logical, when need be. Romantic in the big-canvas meaning of the word, I see the world as an adventure, as a love poem, as a realm of beauty and wonder.
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