The Wiccan Christian

After six (6) years I was finally able to get into my Microsoft account. The things I found in there were off the charts. Some things I consider very fond memories. Others maybe not. But all in all, I’m happy to have been able to drudge that old stuff back up. Some memories/pics/posts/stories show me where I was in my mind back then.

When I moved closer to him, I found an apartment roughly 12 miles away from him. Just a guess. I really don’t know. Maybe it was only 10 miles.

That is not the point. My point was the place I moved to I absolutely loved. It was the biggest dump you could find. But I loved the wildlife. Deer would come in the back yard all the time. I was so close to touching one of them. My apartment was down below in the back. I lived in a triplex. Someone lived above me. She was a very kind woman. I can’t think of her name at the moment. But I remember back when I was having “an episode” she let me sleep at her place for the night.

So, here’s the story in that: First off, this was in 2019, late summer maybe. When I thought the YouTube tarot readers talked specifically to me. I called my sister and asked her if she would come and talk to me or keep me company for a while. I told her I was feeling scared. But I did not say what about.

She showed up and I was watching a YouTube tarot reader named “ Water Baby Tarot”. I tried to show it to my sister to see if it looked the way I thought it looked.

Instead of helping me she got angry. I felt like I was dealing with my dad. She called me “the devil” for watching that stuff. She lunged at me, yelling stuff while she was trying to pull me off the bed by my feet. I managed to kick her away. She then went outside and called the local police on me. The police showed up and my sister told them I was refusing to go anywhere with her and she’s concerned for my safety.

I said, “You’re damn right I ain’t going anywhere with her”.

That’s when Dawn offered to let me sleep at her apartment for the night. And see! I remembered her name!

My sister said that would be fine, then she left. But I think she left a little gloomy. She realized she did not respond very well to my call for help.

Not that this is a laughing matter, But it is kind of fun to look back and see how a person connects to a photo, or what kinds of memories pop up when you read old journal notes or book notes.

I want to share another treasure I found, but we will save that for another post.