I have this theory…I have a lot of theories frankly. I’ve been thinking about super powers and how pretty much everyone has at least one super power. Not all super powers are sexy and marketable and some are downright strange but they are there all the same. Maybe your ability to make a moist poppyseed bread is otherworldly, maybe you are faster than a speeding bullet, or you can wear a facemask for hours on end and hardly know it’s on your face. There are a myriad of special gifts, we just don’t always recognize them as such.
I am an “in-between.” Yes, I made that name up. I think of it as a distant cousin to a “walk-in” (more on that later). I seem to find myself the link between states, ideologies, consciousnesses and find that it is often left to me to bridge them.
My oddest super power is that I have many times over had a good chat with a person who crosses the veil some time shortly thereafter. Some were ill and it was inevitable that their time in our present was almost over and sometimes it was a complete shock, having tea and a chat one day and the person becomes a member of the dearly departed the next…literally. I was talking about this with a friend the other day and she was taken aback, she couldn’t recall a single time that she had that experience. It could be that’s it not a “super” power and maybe it’s just that I recognize the occurrence and the fact that I’m good at a sit down and my tea stock is impressive, but I always come to the conclusion that it was a privilege to have that time. It may also be due to my acceptance of death as part of the necessary and natural order, I’ve been known to say “Ain’t none of us coming out of this alive” and I mean it.
I am not a harbinger of death, I promise you. I think I’m just on the farewell committee.
- Grampa with cancer, our parents sent us to visit knowing he didn’t likely have long but it was a strangely memorable trip because of the terrible thunderstorms. The power was out for several days and a cousin I didn’t really know who attended Kent State stopped by to visit right after the shootings. It’s a very vivid trip.
- Gramma, just made it to the hospital, gave her a kiss and the machines she was hooked up to went bezerk, in a nice way. She dies shortly there after.
- Zsa Zsa, crashed his car fleeing from the cops (he was stealing plants from a nursery) a few hours after our visit. He had walked on a burned cross the KKK left in his yard and we all cringed. It still makes me cringe. He talked about how his family better leave him an inheritance…
- Bernadette, I assume a heart attack. It was the weight and lack of any real movement off the couch, died a day or two after we had a visit
- The woman who performed my wedding ceremony died a few months after she called me out of the blue, she had her foot amputated and a few months later her heart gave out. I hadn’t talked to her in many years.
- My best friend from college who lived with us for a time when she was down on her luck, but once she moved out, we didn’t hear from her again. Her sister found me and told me she was very ill. I visited with her the last two days of her life after not seeing her for about 10 years.
- My mother, sort of. She had ALS and I went to visit her as she was declining. She really didn’t want a lot of visits, it was stressful for her, I think. Anyway, I brought her some meditation tapes and we listened to them laying in her bed. I fell asleep…that is incredibly unusual for me, I have terrible insomnia and struggle to fall asleep pretty much every night. I think she found it very comforting, I did too. It had never happened before. She passed on St. Patrick’s day, March 17. Although divorced, that was the day my parents got married and both her marriages lasted 17 years…interesting.
- Michael. He was a notorious recluse, even if he said he’d come by or attend a party, we didn’t really expect he’d show up. He came to a family party I at my house and then he passed away in his sleep unexpected a few months later. I cherish the fact that he came.
- I have about a dozen people in my FB friends list who have already crossed.
There are others, but you get the idea. Normally I hate committees. I take pride in this one.
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