Am I Clairvoyant?

Am I developing clairvoyant powers? Or was it just coincidence?

Here’s what happened: Yesterday I went out to my back deck in the forest, surrounded by waterfalls and flowers, and laid out my yoga mat. I lit candles and said the names of the people I have loved and lost, which I do every day. I started breathing, dancing, and meditating, undulating luscious and slow, while playing Dead Can Dance on Pandora. Their music always touches my soul and transports me to another realm.

After my soul journey, I sat down on my purple velvet tufted couch to ice my hip, and that’s when it happened: a song came on that I hadn’t heard in years, and it brought back an exquisite memory I had forgotten.

The song was “I Will Find You” by Clannad. It is the theme song from the movie, “Last of the Mohicans,” one of my Mom and Dad’s favorite movies. There was a period of time where they watched it on repeat.

My Mom loved to tell me this story: “I was sitting in my bed and your father got up to go lock up for the night. I said ‘Hurry back Thad!’ and he stopped and said, ‘No matter where you go, I will find you.’ She thought this was so funny and romantic that it became a running joke between the two of them, something they would say to each other whenever one left the room. Whenever they watched the movie and the character said that line, they would get tears in their eyes and clasp hands. Then they would say it to each other and laugh.

When the song came on in my living room, thirty years later, tears spilled down my face and I sat, amazed. It gave me back a beautiful memory of my parents and their grand love for each other. It was a gift I will can now hold in my heart and call up when I need to lift my spirits.

Since my father died, I have had many unusual experiences with his favorite songs. For example, I was eating dinner with my kids in Lyon, France, a place I’d never been. The kids said, “Mom, do you hear what song is playing?” It was the Gambler, by Kenny Rogers, one of my Dad’s favorite songs. We all put our arms each other and sang along. Was it coincidence, a random happening, or a message from the other side?

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Marci Darling

I lie here on my pink puffy bed in my pink silky pajamas, or pink flannel depending on my mood (the only thing you can bank on is that there will be chocolate smeared somewhere on my attire), with my pink feathered pen, writing my most delicious daydreams. Funny? Sometimes. Scandalous? Hopefully. Inspiring? Perhaps. Full of love? Always. Welcome to my World.

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