Sheta’s Story, Part 2 – Meeting Meridjet

Oh man, I think I just drooled.

Part one is immediately previous to this post. I recommend this mp3 for this post (right click and save as). Meeting Meridjet, via Henry Disclaimer, I guess: Despite my years-long history of spooky encounters, the notion of a spirit being anything than either a guide or something to be afraid of had never occurred to Continue reading →

The Early Days – Sheta

A little bird told me you might be interested.

Alanora has inspired me by telling her story, and I realized I’ve never told the beginnings of my own story with Meridjet. Pretty much everyone knows how it started, but I’ve never expounded upon that. I guess I should do so now. First, The Backstory For those who haven’t heard the beginning, I will retell Continue reading →

The Problem with Ouija Boards, part 2

I received a reply from the girl on Facebook regarding her Ouija board use. She indicated that she and her cousins have been seeing the ghost of a young boy, and that they had panicked and screamed, running through the house. It read as if she had several people involved in this encounter, though it Continue reading →

The Problem with Ouija Boards

I received a Facebook email this morning from a young lady who has been playing with a Ouija board. In the interest of sharing the issue in general, I’m going to paste that email here with my response. I hope this will help others who are using talking boards with little to no success. Her Continue reading →

Teaser Memory

Perhaps it hasn’t been readily apparent in this blog recently, but I’m very much an optimist. I have always been a live-in-the-moment type of person, and while that can get me into trouble financially due to not thinking ahead, it does a world of good for my peace of mind. It’s not a perfect system, but what is?

Through Meridjet, I learned to let go of things I have no control over. I learned patience, tolerance, and adaptability. Back in the early days in Seattle, when Xanquela, Meridjet and I were first starting to practice what I came to call “Processing,” we used to encounter regular exercises in the art of letting go. I noticed that releasing a fear (and it’s all based on fear, that holding too tightly