LONELINESS...THIRST FOR LOVE AND CARE...THESE CAN MAKE ONE TOTALLY DEPRESSED... UNPREDICTABLE EVENTS MAKE OUR LIVES HORRIBLE...BUT WE SHOULD FACE IT... HOW WITH THE HELP OF GOOD FRIENDS, DIVINE THOUGHTS, SELF CONFIDENCE...??? EASY TO ADVISE...I AM HERE TO EXPRESS SOME OF MY THOUGHTS AND DREAMS...EXPERIENCES...!!!
CAN U COME WITH ME INTO MY WORLD??? I WILL BE HONOURED..!!!
Being Psychic isn't always "knowing" as it is "feeling". Psychics have the ability to "feel" thoughts, ideas, and emotions as well as "know" them. The hard part is putting these feelings into words and trying to connect what we feel to the physical world. Some psychics are much better at putting what they feel to words than others. Here are definitions of many different types of psychic abilities.
Empathy - The ability to feel other people's emotions.
Telepathy - The ability to read other people's thoughts and send them yours.
Clairvoyance - The ability to "see" beyond the regular senses; the "sixth sense".
Clairaudience - The ability to "hear" the thoughts of others as well as spirits.
Clairsentience - The ability to know about something happening in the past, present, or future through "feeling".
Channelling - The ability to receive information THROUGH a person from an outside source. A person who channels is often called a "Medium".
Pre-cognition - The ability to see ahead into future events.
Remote Viewing - The ability to see and describe people and places without being physically around them.
Psychokinesis - The ability to move something in the physical world with the power of the mind.
Automatic Writing - The ability to write through the subconscious mind, which can be sometimes guided through an outside source. This is my prefer method of Divination, which of course is using psychic abilities to try and prophesize the future. It is also my preferred method of channelling. I enjoy writing out all the information I receive through channelling non physical entities.
If you're in doubt, seek counsel from someone reliably known to be psychic
A few weeks ago a man was killed in an local train accident. He was very well liked, so the office shut down for his funeral and it was in the news and so on... On the day the workers came back to work, they found this poem in their e-mail that the deceased man had sent on Friday before he left for home.
"If tomorrow starts without me, And I'm not there to see, The sun rise or to find your eyes All filled with tears for me;
I wish so much you wouldn't cry The way you did today, While thinking of the many things, We didn't get to say.
I know how much you love me, As much as I love you, And each time that you think of me, I know you'll miss me too;
But when tomorrow starts without me, Please try to understand, That an angel came, called my name, And took me by the hand,
And said my place was ready, In heaven far above, And that I'd have to leave behind Sll those I dearly love.
But as I turned to walk away, A tear fell from my eye, For all my life, I'd always thought, I didn't want to die.
I had so much to live for, So much left yet to do, It seemed almost impossible, That I was leaving you.
I thought of all the yesterdays, The good ones and the bad, I thought of all that we shared, And all the fun we had.
If I could relieve yesterday, Just even for a while, I'd say good-bye and kiss you And may be see you smile.
But then I fully realized, That this could never be, For emptiness and memories, Would take the place of me.
And when I thought of worldly things, I might miss some tomorrow, I thought of you, and when I did, My heart was filled with sorrow.
But when I walked thru heaven's gates, I felt so much at home. When God looked down and smiled at me, From His great golden throne,
He said, 'This is eternity, And all I've promised you.' Today your life on earth is past, But here life starts anew.
I promise no tomorrow, But today will always last, And since each day is the same way, There's no longing for the past.
So when tomorrow starts without me, Don't think we're far apart, For every time you think of me, I'm right here, in your heart."
when i first read this, i noticed that the eyes of all around me were moist... i was fighting back my tears...
With due apologies.... this title refers to a mythical bird that searches for thorn trees from the day it is hatched. When it finds the perfect thorn, it impales itself and, singing the most beautiful song ever heard as it dies.
