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Days 2-4: Psychic overload, London town and a ghostly cemetery

Posted on June 1, 2019 | 2 comments

What a whirlwind these past few days have been! I haven’t had time to blog so I’ll try to fit a lot into a little space. First, I’ll tell more about seeing places I’ve been dreaming about for years, without knowing at the time where they were.

After finally making it to our campground in Edmonton, north of London, after a monstrous first day, we spent the next day wandering around the local town of Enfield — we didn’t have it in us to go to London for sight-seeing, as we originally planned. We waited until Friday to do that, after we recovered a little.

There’s nothing fancy about Enfield, it just happens to be a mile or so from the campground so we drove to the nearest grocery store for extra supplies and then walked around. In the process, I was bowled over by an overwhelmingly constant feeling of deja vu from all of the precognitive dreams I’ve had about this place.

There was nothing remarkable about any of these places, and the dreams I had about them weren’t at all exciting. I just vividly remember dreaming about them. I must have driven Jeff crazy all day, saying over and over, “Oh my God, there’s another place I’ve seen in my dreams!” Here are just a few of them:

Every one of these places brought back such powerful memories that I felt almost sickened. I was really weirded out by the end of the day. No idea what any of this means, and I’m not sure if I’ll ever find out.

The next day, we hopped on a double-decker bus into London. I took far more pictures than I could possibly share, but here are the highlights:

It’s bigger on the inside.

I’m not sure what he’s doing to that poor goose, but he’s been doing it for many years.

St. Paul’s Cathedral, where the old women sold bird food for tuppence a bag.

Big Ben, under construction.

This morning we headed west, bright and early. It was a much different experience driving today, leaving London, because the highways are as wide as American ones, unlike the painfully narrow city streets of London, which were built hundreds of years ago for horse-drawn carriages.

Today we’re at a campground near Stonehenge. We wandered down a lane nearby and found a gorgeous olde church that was built in the 1300s and its adjacent cemetery. I took a few pictures, cuz who can resist a charming English lane, an olde church and a grave with a rainbow ghost?

 Tomorrow, we’re off to Stonehenge and then Glastonbury, before we head north. Blackpool, we’ll see you next weekend!

Lisa Bonnice is an award-winning, best-selling author. Her current passion-project is a series of metaphysical comedy novels. The first is entitled The Poppet Master (previously published as Be Careful What You Witch For!, now revamped and with a new ending). The Poppet Master is a modern-day fairy tale about Lola Garnett, a bored housewife and office drone who wakes up with unexpected psychic abilities, and no instruction manual, and Twink, the reluctant, sarcastic faery assigned to assist and educate her. The Poppet Master will be available in summer 2019. Its sequel is in the works.

Lisa is also writing The Maxwell Curse, a fictionalized version of a story she found in her own ancestral lineage about a witch trial, a generational curse, and massive mine explosion, all of which left ripples of destruction in their wake, devastating one family’s tree.

http://www.lisabonnice.com

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Anything I want

Posted on January 18, 2013 | 2 comments

I was at a “Creative Creation” class and the instructor suggested a little game for us. He pointed to a bookshelf that held several decks of Tarot and Oracle cards and told us all to pick up a deck. He didn’t want us to use the cards to do readings, he said that he wanted us to pull random cards and each build a story out of them. Everyone grabbed a deck and settled in on the floor to begin.

I saw, on the shelf, a bag of Scrabble tiles and I told him I’d rather use them, so I could spell out anything I want. He said that would be okay, but suggested that I make it a little more challenging. He said that I could use the little books that come with the decks to pick out random words and build a sentence out of those.

scrabbleI grabbed the books and the tiles and sat them down on the floor in front of me. I picked up the first book, closed my eyes, opened a page and plopped my finger down on a word on the left side of the center binding. I opened my eyes and was delighted to see that I was pointing at the word “anything.” I laughed and told everyone, “Check it out! My first word was ‘anything’!”

Everyone was just as tickled by this coincidence as I was, as I picked out the letter tiles and spelled out the word on the floor. I picked up another book, and repeated the process. I was a little spooked to see, when I opened my eyes, that I was pointing at the word “I.”

I found the letter tile and put it next to the tiles that were spelling out the first word in my Creative Creation sentence. I said to everyone, “What are the odds that I pick the right word from the last book?” We all laughed and agreed that it would be amazing and awesome, but somewhat unlikely.

I picked up another book, closed my eyes and pointed. I opened my eyes and the gravity of what I saw shook me. I dug through the tiles and completed my sentence:

Anything I want.

I closed my eyes again and when I opened them I saw that I was in my own bed, in my own room, with Jeff snoring softly beside me. I could smell the timer-set coffee brewing in the kitchen and heard the sounds of the garbage truck down the street, picking up cans and crashing them back down to the curb. It was just a dream.

Life is but a dream, isn’t it?

Here’s you a dog playing Scrabble:

wiener-dog-playing-scrabble

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