Day in the Life of a Psychic
Written by Reader Sophia (PIN: 7419)
Some time ago, I used to add a short Hawaiian Ho’oponopono meditation into my daily meditation practice. The words of this meditation are: ‘I’m sorry, Please forgive me, Thank you, I love you.’ My understanding is that the Ho’oponopono meditation can be used for any situation at all, but its stated purpose is forgiveness, and to return the user to ground zero. So I was more than surprised to learn that after these meditations, and with some ribbon-reading with my partner, I channelled the spirit of David Bowie.
Let me explain. One evening, I was re-watching Fire Walk With Me. At the end of the film, Laura Palmer is in the White Lodge, sobbing tears of joy because she realises that far from abandoning her, the angel from her picture is there for her now, her wings moving in perfect, synchronised movements that are very beautiful. I should add that David Bowie has a small cameo in this film as a returning FBI agent. I should also add that my partner knows a great deal about David Bowie and I don’t.
I started to carry out a psychometric ribbon reading for my partner in the pub, and I said, ‘I can see you as a thin, pale man in a white suit performing a sort of robotic dance under a silver light.’ Then I said, ‘I can see you with a silver stripe on your face.’ After a moment, I said, ‘I don’t think this is your energy. This doesn’t feel like you.’ And I had a real sense of lightness or happiness from the ribbon. There seemed to be someone quite affable and friendly there.
Then I heard a voice say, ‘Yeah, I made a lot of mistakes, man.’ I copied the intonation of the voice, and asked my partner if that was what David Bowie sounded like. He cautiously agreed it could be. Then I saw a man with orange hair, and I said the energy seems more angry and aggressive. I said to my partner, there seems to be some sort of critique of fashion occurring. My partner looked a bit startled, and said, ‘Yes, that’s what one of Bowie’s most famous songs is about.’
By now, I was feeling rattled. I didn’t know if I was actually channelling David Bowie’s spirit. I worked my way down the ribbon, and felt again that bubble of really happy energy. I said, ‘David, if it’s you, I’m pretty tired here, so if you want me to do a ribbon reading, you’re going to have to help me.’ Then I felt like someone was really amused or laughing. I said, ‘I can see someone having silver stripes painted on his face, and I feel like he doesn’t want the make-up artist to do it, he wants to do it himself.’ And my partner looked surprised again, and said that’s a scene from one of Ziggy Stardust’s on tour films, which is quite obscure. Next I saw golden balls flying around, which we identified as being from Bowie’s film, Labyrinth.
I also saw a man in a brown jacket with a tweed hat who I felt had played in a gig in the same place where Bowie had played. My partner identified this person as Mick Fleetwood. He said he wasn’t close to Bowie but they would have played in the same places and known each other. The last thing I saw was a boy with dark hair with a Seventies pudding bowl haircut. I asked my partner if Bowie had a son, and of course, he did. I also heard a voice say, ‘Write the book, man,’ which was obviously a message to my partner about a creative project he had in mind.
Some friends started texting at this point, and I lost the connection on the ribbon. Afterwards, I spent some time wondering why Bowie’s spirit would choose to contact me. Was it the previous Ho’oponopono meditations? Bowie also had connections with Hawaii, including travelling there in 1973 and also sometimes staying at his manager’s Maui House. He had a custom green silk Hawaiian-style stage shirt created for his 1978 Isolar II world tour covered in pink, orange and white flowers. Then too, I thought some of the ribbon connection might be due to the profound emotional and spiritual reaction I had experienced to the film he starred in the previous night. Moreover, my lack of knowledge about Bowie combined with my partner’s in-depth knowledge granted a level of conviction to what had just happened: I was literally describing songs and films I didn’t know. Moreover, since Bowie’s energy seemed lively and good-humoured, it was as if we were all on the same wavelength that evening. Or, to put it more simply, David Bowie just liked hanging out with us at the pub.
Aloha!