WISH YOU COULD WALK A MILE IN MY SHOES

When I was diagnosed with having an ability called “retrocognition” (the ability to perceive past events, objects, or information through extrasensory means) I now had an explanation of why my life was taking such a strange course.  Prior to this I was navigating through the years blindly not understanding why my outlook on daily life was slightly out of kelter. I could never understand why others couldn’t see what I was seeing, which made me a target of ridicule to some and a matter of concern to others.

Once word got out that I had this unusual ability, things changed rapidly.  I met an entire group of understanding people who were curious to meet this guy, Karl.  It was the Parapsychology Foundation in New York City that introduced me to open minded, educated and most important understanding people who were familiar with the paranormal field. The foundation was a library with publications that focused on the paranormal.  Joanne D.S. McMahon ran the place and was the first person I met when I stepped into the building.  She told me about the various books available that would be helpful answering any questions I had.  Strangely, I told her that I’d pass on that.  Reading someone else’s account of the phenomena could make me second guess what I was experiencing. I wanted to keep it pure, my ability was mine and mine only.

Usual daily life: When I first wake up, I’m usually recovering from images and dreams I was subjected to during the night. Sleep time often is like having a front seat seeing the life of a total stranger like the salesman from the hardware store I met earlier in the day. There is no reason for this, it just is.  Proving that point, I was having lunch with a schoolteacher whose class I presented to earlier. She questioned me about my comment I made of my ability to see intimate things about people I just met. Rather than trying to explain the point which is quite difficult, I smiled and said, “watch this,” When the waitress came to the table to offer deserts I said to her, “I bet you’re a great dancer and a singer too” the waitress said “you won’t believe this but I am a dancer and I sing with a band on the weekends”. I smiled and turned to the teacher who now had the look of shock. Another example, late one night, I was having drinks with author, Rosemary Ellen Guiley, who was our house guest for the weekend. Time was flying by, and those martinis were kicking in relaxing me from my usual tense lifestyle. While we were chatting, I saw images of Rosemary driving a blue and white 1955 Chevrolet Belair driving near a beach.  I blurted out, you had a 1955 Chevy!  Near a beach?  She smiled and said, “years ago, when I lived on the west coast, that was my car and almost every day I’d meet my girlfriends at the beach, and I drove there with my ’55.” She added, “it was a pretty blue and white car.

From time to time, I’ll be introducing some of the interesting people I met in this field. I’ll tell you of the many university professors, psychics, authors and remote viewers that became part of my life.  It took time to correct my life’s course, and when is all said and done, wouldn’t want to change a thing.