As my father’s success in the government grew he was sought out by an aerospace technology company and eventually transferred into working for them. He often travelled to various countries in order to promote the company that he worked for.
I remember at the time, even though I was quite young, that in school I was having a lot of problems. Socially I felt like I didn’t fit in and academically I was having a lot of issues. I especially remember Fred – my imaginary friend. He often sat with me in class and he always wore a janitor’s uniform. Fred used to tell me that I was able to see him because I had different eyes. To this day I have never been able to validate the existence of a janitor named Fred although have always remembered this friend to be someone who helped me emotionally get through the tough times at school that year.
Now it may be because of emotional stress or perhaps something developing within me that on one particular trip to Thailand, during a very difficult time for me that week at school, my father called to see how things were going. My mother was speaking to him on the phone as I was sitting at the kitchen table. I remember started to feel a little bit dizzy.
“Mom, Can I talk to dad?”
“Of course!” My mother passed me the phone.
“Hi Dad how are you?”
“Good, Matthew” my father replied.
“Dad what are those big teeth sitting on the table?”
My father had paused for a moment and then replied “Those are elephant teeth. How can you see them?”
My father had never told me about the giant elephant tusks that were on the table in front of him. Nor did he tell me about the lizards on the wall outside, the colour of the phone he was using, or about other aspects of the room that he was sitting in. My father, a non-believer in psychic phenomena at the time, was in disbelief. There wasn’t any way that I could’ve known anything about the friend’s house he was staying in.
Sometimes when individuals are in a high amount of stress they become more sensitive to their intuition. They also become more sensitive in general and can be more open to psychic phenomena happening around them. I believe now looking back that those moments of stress were brought on by my own sensitivities. My body, mind or Spirit must’ve needed the stress to bring about this beginning to my own journey of psychic work.
When I ask my father about this experience he always comes back with the same joking reply “That was the day the aliens got you”. In reality though, he is a believer. He may have always been deep inside but it took an experience like this one to bring things to the surface. Perhaps our experiences bring a vast amount of qualities to the surface. Faith, hope, understanding – all virtues that can be found in moments where there is extreme joy and happiness or disbelief and also in moments of despair and need. Whatever caused these emotions in the first place is trivial. It is important to remember that the result can be positive and indeed life changing.
I remember at the time, even though I was quite young, that in school I was having a lot of problems. Socially I felt like I didn’t fit in and academically I was having a lot of issues. I especially remember Fred – my imaginary friend. He often sat with me in class and he always wore a janitor’s uniform. Fred used to tell me that I was able to see him because I had different eyes. To this day I have never been able to validate the existence of a janitor named Fred although have always remembered this friend to be someone who helped me emotionally get through the tough times at school that year.
Now it may be because of emotional stress or perhaps something developing within me that on one particular trip to Thailand, during a very difficult time for me that week at school, my father called to see how things were going. My mother was speaking to him on the phone as I was sitting at the kitchen table. I remember started to feel a little bit dizzy.
“Mom, Can I talk to dad?”
“Of course!” My mother passed me the phone.
“Hi Dad how are you?”
“Good, Matthew” my father replied.
“Dad what are those big teeth sitting on the table?”
My father had paused for a moment and then replied “Those are elephant teeth. How can you see them?”
My father had never told me about the giant elephant tusks that were on the table in front of him. Nor did he tell me about the lizards on the wall outside, the colour of the phone he was using, or about other aspects of the room that he was sitting in. My father, a non-believer in psychic phenomena at the time, was in disbelief. There wasn’t any way that I could’ve known anything about the friend’s house he was staying in.
Sometimes when individuals are in a high amount of stress they become more sensitive to their intuition. They also become more sensitive in general and can be more open to psychic phenomena happening around them. I believe now looking back that those moments of stress were brought on by my own sensitivities. My body, mind or Spirit must’ve needed the stress to bring about this beginning to my own journey of psychic work.
When I ask my father about this experience he always comes back with the same joking reply “That was the day the aliens got you”. In reality though, he is a believer. He may have always been deep inside but it took an experience like this one to bring things to the surface. Perhaps our experiences bring a vast amount of qualities to the surface. Faith, hope, understanding – all virtues that can be found in moments where there is extreme joy and happiness or disbelief and also in moments of despair and need. Whatever caused these emotions in the first place is trivial. It is important to remember that the result can be positive and indeed life changing.
