'The Christine Upchurch Show'GPodcast when I did an Apple Podcast search for podcast show episodes featuring the topic of "remote viewing"and I can't say that I was too impressed with Patricia Monna's take on remote viewing and some of her crazy theories about hanging suicides -
I was about to flick'The Christine Upchurch Show'podcast off my list, because my first impression was this sounds like New Agey "it's all Good man" Beleif Systems.
Because while I certainly don't believe the world is all bad, it certainly isn't all good from where I'm looking at it;-)
Then that little "guardian angel" voice of mine kicked in and told me not to be too hasty to leave without having a look and listen to other conversations Christine has had.
So I rolled my eyes and scrolled down her podcast list and three podcast episodes fairly close together caught my eye ... and my ears after I had listened to them, and I decided that I needed to have a listen to the rest eventually ... but working my way up the list of podcasts, maybe not after seeing an episode on the flat Earth.
You may as well convince me that Santa is real before I believe we live on a flat Earth.
To my ears Robert has one of those pretentious upper-class English sounding voices, like my old young Aussie mate Gordon White does.
But hey, they can't help it if they aren't an uneducated high school drop-out with the education and ELOcution lessons that I had while growing up in the country I love;-)
As I was listening to Christine talk to Robert Moss yesterday morning on my iPad as I was scooping up water to recycle it to water my lucky bamboo plant, I was looking at the moss growing in the pot and it struck me that while I rarely call my plant Robert, I did joke in an old post that I had named my plant Robert:-)
And on the subject of plants and moss, I go outside this morning to check the water level in the birdbath and see it needs another clean-out, as the moss is growing back:-)
As I go to empty out the old water in the birdbath while looking at the moss I have to wipe out of the bottom I notice what looks to me like a New Zealand fern floating in the water, and I wonder where it came from, as I don't have ferns growing around where the birdbath now stands since moving it out of reach from the bird killing cat that hangs around in my backyard sometimes?
But then I looked up and saw the weird fern palm-tree like plant growing in my front yard planted by previous owners and realized the leaf had somehow come from the top of that tree, either by bird or the wind.
I had never found a leaf like that in the birdbath before, and I couldn't help thinking how it looked like the fern on David Hench's New Zealand All Blacks football jersey he was wearing in that You Tube I had watched the day before.
As I was listening to Christine UpChurch talk to Robert Moss, I couldn't help but see the name of the New Zealand city of Christchurchembedded in her name and ponder the mysterious cruel ways of a loving God who should have the ability prevent death in earthquakes and the monstrous actions of some gutless godless monster with a gun?
In a way the city of Christchurch is a microcosm of the greater macrocosm it is living in metaphorically at least, in a spiritual sense, I think.
And while I'm not really a fan of James Redfield's books, he was kind of responsible for getting me out in the world more among the book reading/writing public and starting off a synch-storm of personal coincidence that might put his fiction to shame ... by not showing up for a writers festival I bought tickets to specifically hear him talk at:-)
As I was listening to Christine talk to Robert Moss yesterday morning on my iPad as I was scooping up water to recycle it to water my lucky bamboo plant, I was looking at the moss growing in the pot and it struck me that while I rarely call my plant Robert, I did joke in an old post that I had named my plant Robert:-)
But life is a journey ... until it isn't;-)
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