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My dear friend, Kimberly Simmons, whom I have known for over ten years now, sent me two pictures of what appears to be a mist that morphs into an orb.They are fascinating pictures and the more I look at them the more I wonder what it is I am looking at.
As you can see it appears as a small mist like object in front of the treeline. The greenness of it made me think it was a lens flare , but the more I looked at it the more I see that the mist has a glow all of its own, and the fact that it is spreading on the ground is most curious.
In the second picture, the mist has become and orb. I am not usually impressed by orbs, because they can be anything from a bug to a particle of dust, but again, this orb is intriguing because it not only shows that it has an inner glow, but it has risen and traveled towards the photographer.
Kimberly told me that she did not see anything in the viewer before taking the picture, and that she took numerous photos that day, and these are the only two that show the anomaly. I am curious that her horse Jester seems unperturbed by the event. Either he doesn’t sense it or doesn’t care.
Kimberly tells me that her farm is quite haunted.She and her family have seen shadows, heard voices and the area is frequently struck by lightening. She says the farm and house is very peaceful and content. So whatever spirits are residing with them seem to be quite happy.
Many years ago, when I was a young Christian fundamentalist, I huddled beside my bed every night and uttered sorrowful prayers for forgiveness. I prayed for strength so I could forgive the school bullies who made my life a living hell. I prayed to God to forgive my sins, and one one night after a particularly awful, highly misogynistic sermon about the sins of “Eve” (even alleging that women did not have souls because God breathed the breath of life in Adam but not into Eve but that’s another story entirely)
I knelt down for my nightly prayers and begged God to forgive me for being born a girl.
I stopped in mid prayer and thought. Wait. There is certainly nothing wrong with being a girl, because without girls there would be no boys! It was that night decades ago, when I cast doubt on a great many things in regards to Christian theology. It didn’t take long for my faith in the “Church” to unravel. As did my belief in forgiveness.
I thought about it like this:
My tormentors never spent one our of lost sleep feeling guilty about what they did to me and to others. They felt highly justified in the torment they inflicted. They did not–or could not–care less as to whether or not I forgave them or not.
So forgiveness wasn’t for them. So what was it for?
I thought about this deeply, even in my young mind I knew that forgiveness was something you did to ease the guilt you feel for not retaliating. For not ‘getting them back,’ or ‘paying them back.’ In fact, forgiveness seemed to denote a lack of courage.
Decades later, when I asked Lama Jigme about the subject. He told me that forgiveness was the term used by accountants to clear a debt. In other words, forgiveness suggests that you owe a person who harmed you a ‘debt’ to ‘settle the score’ to ‘pay the offending party back.” to make them pay.’ None of these things are palpable, nor are they necessary.
Bearing a grudge is like carrying a tow-sack full of shit on your back. Its disgusting to carry and it offends everyone around you. And forgiveness is a poor way of laying that burden down.
Because, as I pointed out earlier, the person who harmed you most likely will never lose a minute’s sleep over it. Approach them years from now and ask them and they’ll probably tell you they had forgotten all about it. The reason for this is because they are not the same person who harmed you. And you are no longer the person that was harmed.
If I do as Buddha suggested in the sutta mentioned in the link above, and sit on the banks of a great river.(The Red River in this instance because the Ganges is too far away) I can see the the river changes on minute to minute basis. The sandbar that appeared in the morning could be washed away by noon. Trees and other flotsam that became lodged will float away by the changing current. If I sit and watch for a season, I can see that the river will crouch low in its banks, so low that I can see catfish wallowing in the muddy shallows. Later, when the monsoons arrive, the river will rise from its banks and spill onto the fertile farmland nearby. The river changes, just as we do.
If I look into the mirror, I can see that I am not the half awake swollen eyed creature with bushy tangled hair that I was an hour before getting dressed. If I look into a photo album, I can see I am not the same person I was a year a go, or two or even ten years ago. I changed physically, spiritually and mentally. Just like the river.changes so did I. And you change too, as do your perceived enemies. We are not the people we were.
Therefore, there is no reason to harbor a grudge against someone who insulted you ten years ago, or even last night. Because the people you were then no longer exist.
Does this mean you need to embrace the person who harmed you and claim them as your bestest best friend? No.
It does mean that you can let go of the awful thing done to you and leave it in the past. It also means you are free to not associate with the person who abused you. You can let them go, and the sooner the better.
Put all your ‘yea but’s aside. Put your guilt away, don’t buy into the contrivance of forgiveness.
You are free. You can let go now.. All you have to do is stop grasping.
I thought at first that the object in question could be a satellite or maybe a meteor. The trajectory is awfully straight but that halo has me befuddled. Also the video confirmed it wasn’t a satellite. Dunno. Interesting tho. I like the video and the person presenting it made very rational statements. I think I’ll be following his you tube feed after today.
n the old Kung Fu series starring David Carradine, there was one episode where a preacher asked Kwai Chang Caine if he was a Christian. Caine said no, and when the man pressed him, Cain simply said, “it is my choice.”
What an eloquent simple answer. It shuts down discussion. There is no debate, no backtracking, no stumbling for half muttered excuses, no going into story and certainly no antipathy. The simple phrase, “it is my choice.” is enough.
Usually people will respect that and let it go. Others will, of course, challenge your choice by saying you’ll go to hell. This statement is designed to frighten you and hook you into a debate. It is best not to respond to these kinds of statements.
Saying you will go to hell is their belief. It is just a belief designed to scare you. Let them have it if it suits them. It has nothing really to do with you, but it does say a lot about the person confronting you.
If they cannot respect your choice, then they cannot–and do not–respect you.
In case you are wondering if I have used this in the past, I can say, I have and it is effective.
▶ Ellerbe Demon School – YouTube. The brief and sad tale about Ellerby school has it that a janitor and several children disappeared together. it is not certain whether or not the children were abducted and killed by the janitor or they all just disappeared together. Now, the school has a reputation for attracting Satanic type rituals and is said to be haunted. These fellows have decided to do a walk through of Ellerbe, which by the way, is in a very isolated rural area without electricity. Brave lads. I’m not even sure there is cell service there.
I would be far less afraid of any ghosts and more afraid of a nest of rattlesnakes napping in the ruins.
Here’s some interesting stories about haunted areas around Shreveport Louisiana.
Those who know me know that I have had a lifelong interest in the paranormal. Byrd High school is an interesting topic and I like the way the reporters debunked the stories about the hauntings. I do believe in taking a scientific approach to the paranormal and debunking is a part of that process. However, just remember that because a legend has been debunked, it doesn’t necessarily debunk the haunting. I think further investigation is necessary in order to disprove these hauntings.
Here is a playlist you can explore.
This has been one of the most convincing episodes I saw. I have heard and read and watched other accounts of the Oman house but these videos are the best. The EVP’s are chilling.