A Love Letter From The Rabbit Hole

The Rabbit hole in Jim Thorpe
down which I peek
I see layers and layers of
movie screens
with many different characters
I hear music at every corner
In the trees, in the breeze.......

People always ask me what it is I see or what I feel in certain rooms....or places when they first meet me or when they find out "what I do."

I had a man on the street yell kind a loud and say "you're supposed to tell me something important."

I thought for sure he was fucking with me because he was not sober.

90% of the time, during the initial inquiry
and before I can breathe or blink an eye in response to said inquiry
the person will continue speaking
- offering up what they think it is that  I am about to say.
Or they project what they think I am feeling.

Everyone has an interpretation of what it is "they think" I should do
or say, or see
or best yet -  what my delivery should be
And as my friend said it so very wisely today
- everyone has their own agenda for me.

Today I am angry.
I wrestle with ego and overwhelm,
my intuition and my salvation
The double edged sword of St. Michael.....(Don't get me started).

     This week someone fielded a question which is
really relevant to
what is going on in my personal background
even as I type.
     "Can you see walk ins?"
"I do take walk in's but I'm working with appointments only at the moment."
"Oh, that's not what I mean."
"What do you mean?"
"Can you see if a spirit is trying to manipulate someone's actions? You know, control their body."

My answer is:  More often than I care to admit.
Actually I see it in numbers. The greatest opening within someone, the door inside of a person if you will - are inhibitors like; drugs (especially pharmacutecal), alcohol and depression or mental illness."
     I immediately recounted the story of the semi possession case
I worked with The Blue Mountain Paranormal Society last September.
Then my mind was flooded with images and experiences I have seen since that time.

And I think it's time I can safely say....be aware.

Tonight I looked at "paranormal evidence" on display
at a local eatery. It was much like a fourth grader did a science project and I really
don't want to judge (damn ego!)

SoI just shook my head and thought "We don't need to even count orbs. And we don't...."

The rabbits, the very large number of them on the streets of Jim Thorpe pleases
me so very more than seeing rats, or cats  or stray dogs.  I hope everyone's July is going smoothly.
If it moves you to celebrate Christmas now - just to have something to make you smile in this heat that is going to make you melt, I say -
 do it.

Do what makes you smile. And smile at strangers!
(It's a great weapon against the walk in's....promise).

I'll take the rabbits.
I'll welcome the magic
I'll tell you more about what's happening
down the rabbit hole.
You just have to know
that it's always a show
the rabbit hole
the rabbit hole
Jim Thorpe is a RABBIT HOLE.

Covered in dust and paint,
Mick G


  1. <3 it!! Your are amazing.............

  2. To know, to feel, to be, while stuggling against the infamous ego. Daunting with the desire to release it. Arms stretched out toward you from every direction to be shown the light, the truth which is within. You are an amazing being.

    1. thank you for your kind words and your support Ms. Shaw XO


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