The Wiccan Christian

I have to admit I am addicted to YouTube. It started back when I lived in Osceola. I guess I got lonely and started keeping it on just for the noise. After a very short while I was jamming to the new country songs on YouTube. I remember doing a live video on facebook while the song, “Up Down” played in the background.

There were a lot of other things about that place that felt very different.

Like, deer would come right in my back yard, so close to me that I could almost touch them.

I built a lot of alters back there. And kept them up until it was time to take them down.

I made my own circle as there was an unused ….. it looked like a concrete patio. That’s where I etched my own circle with spray paint.

The duplex/triplex was next to the creek. I used to walk down to that place often, and just listen. I can hear God speaking in the rush of the water.

Some times the creek ram slow. That tells me to slow myself down too.

I almost had a huge tree in the back yard crash down on me during a very severe storm. I was outside on the porch, watching the sky. I heard this tremendous creek and turned around as the tree was splitting apart and coming down. It was dark. I couldn’t actually see the tree. I just heard this loud crackling sound and when I turned around it was coming down. I ran in the house so fast. Because I could hear something going on, but because it was dark I couldn’t see what exactly was making all those noises? Well, I figured it out quite quickly that it be best I just put my butt back in the house.

A also saw a bear that night, on my way home. It was storming like crazy. I had to have my wipers on high. As I was almost home by a few miles, this bear crosses my path on the road. I didn’t stop and watch, as something was just telling me, “Go home!”.

For some reason that night is memorable to me. The great storms caught my attention for sure. I used to love storm chasing. I still do. I just don’t like to go alone. And I want the person with an interest in that kind of stuff to want to go with. Not feel forced.

There were some very pleasant things about the town of Osceola. And some not so much. I suppose like every other town.

Not really. Osceola residents are very friendly and courteous. I imagine because they’re so used to travelers/tourists.

I tried living in Osceola again, three years later, and I couldn’t do it. I was having terrible anxiety over there. I was constantly on guard that something was going to happen to me again. I couldn’t sleep, I couldn’t eat. After two months I waved my white flag and said, “Having deer in my back yard isn’t as important as my comfort”. So I moved out three months into a year lease.

I went back home and stayed in a sober house for a while. I felt I needed the extra support. Fortunately for me, they had an available room in the town I wanted to live in. It was close to my immediate family. I think I was at the sober house three months. Then my daughter and son in law invited me into their home.

Not sure how this tangent relates…..

Oh, YouTube. I’ve done my own personal videos on YouTube. Of course, I took them all down when I got clean and level headed. But you can find anything to watch on YouTube. Just plug a word or two in the search bar and away you go, into the rabbit hole of YouTube.

It’s addicting. It’s usually what I have on all day/night long. I’ve done a lot of research using YouTube. I’m not saying it’s perfect. The only perfect AU person that I see around here is ChatGPT. And after reading a few things I’m not so sure about her anymore either.

Let’s see. ..🤔 The last thing I watched on YouTube is this mediation station that I’ve had on 24/7.

https://youtube.com/playlist?list=RDNdfzZTTDLVc&playnext=1&si=i-w_EXXF42vxurSS

Check it out if you’re looking for great relaxation.