SERENDIPITY DO DAH DAY - True Story

This is a true story and it's gonna take somesplaining so bear with me on this.  I'll try to do bullet points...see if it works.  I'm gonna lose all credibility on this one but who says I had any to begin with.

1.  I work as a sound and lighting tech in TV.  I got hired to do some work for JOHN EDWARD the CROSSING OVER  guy when he brought his show to LA to "read" some willing celebrities.

2.  His people tell you that John can't help who he reads that it just comes to him so please be willing to be read, crew members often are the focus.  So John starts and immediately he says the reading is coming from where I'm sitting.  He says it's the guy on the left.  He can't see me; I'm in another room.  I look right and there's a guy.  I look left - no guy.  I'm the guy.  I'm open so no big deal.

3.  John reads me.  I have no clue, utterly, what he's talking about.  It's apparently my great grandmother on Dad's side coming through.  I never met her.  She goes by Maggie; he talks about an Outlaw Jesse James character in our family, mentions an old pocket watch, and an artist in the family.  This stuff don't mean dada to me.  John's polite but I could tell he's like give me something here.  I got nothing.

4.  Talk to my folks, don't mean dada to them neither.  I'm stuck on this for more than a year and a half.  I chalk it up to - must be B-S or LIFE IS WACKY, HUH? - and move on.

5.  9-11 happens and my wife is stuck on the East Coast visiting relatives.  I decide to drive cross-country to get her and my 22 month little girl.  In light of the tragedy, we try to make an adventure of the return trip since our daughter simply can't stay in the car for more than 2 or 3 hundred miles a day and we don't feel like forcing her - to much mojo in the air already.  We stop places, visit friends across the country, and stop to see my great uncle in south Louisiana.  Here's where it gets WACKIER.

6.  While talking to my great uncle knowing I'll probably never see this cat again and never expected to in the first place, (just life circumstances) I realize that it's his mother John Edward was talking about.  So I begin to tell the story of my psychic experience, this to an over 80 something year old southern man who I barely know.  SITCOM central, man!!

7.  What was your Mother's name?  His wife answers, "Margaret, she went by Maggie."  Hooo-ly Poop!  Was there a Jesse James character in the family?  Uncle says, "Yeah that was cousin so and so and he was accused of shootin' at some so-called escaping prisoners down at Angola State Prison."  (please hear this with the appropriate southern drawl)  This cousin who was some wild crazy dude apparently liked to take the Law into his own hands.  I'm guessing he's a racist alla Schindler's List Ralph Finnes scene.  This is more family history than I really wanted in on considering the already surreal events of those recent days.  Then I say, what do you know about an old pocket watch?  "I'll go get it ," he says.  Then I really pooped, right there.  He brought out an old railroad watch he got at retirement. 

8.  I guess his mother was letting him know, through John Edward and me, that she was still around.  Remember the John Edward thing took place about a year and a half before the event at my great uncle's.  A lot of things had to happened for me to be in the house of a family member I probably was never going to see again if 9-11 and retrieving my wife and child hadn't happened.  OH, but there's more WACKINESS.

9.  We travel on to my folk's house in West Texas.  We're sitting around the table talking and eating.  We are professionals at this.  Glazing over 9-11 - no one really wanting to get to deep cuz it hurts too much.  Then I start about the experience at my Dad's uncle's and we look over at the TV and CROSSING OVER with JOHN EDWARD is freakin' ON!!  NO B-S!!  Even freakier is it's the episode I worked on and you can see me holding a Boom Mic in the background as the celeb walks into to the room.  I tripped.  I look at my wife who of course knows the whole story and we both felt the hair rise on our necklines.

10.  We get back to LA and get back to normal.  Whatever that is.  I left out the artist in the family part out for a couple reasons if you're wondering.  All the rest is there and for real.

True facts, true story.  Two years later I saw a UFO in Raleigh NC and a year after that GOD starts putting these wonderful phrases in my head which I've put in a book called NOW and Always.  Not out yet.  But those are for another post and another time.

To wrap this up, it's my belief that things are not as they seem.  FOR SURE.  It's enough for me to have glimpsed this weird wacky realm in which Edward works.  I'm not afraid of it but I just feel that I don't need to go any further with it, because this life, this world is enough in which to get lost.  I don't need to find other worlds to explore.  Plus - by GOD, I'm not a kook!! Okay, maybe that's not true.  Ah, who cares.  I AM that I AM.

Oh yeah, there are Edward Skeptics and De-bunkers.  They say he uses a technique called cold reading with leading questions and such.  Still I can't figure out if that's what he indeed used on me with only 2 Cameramen, 2 Soundmen, a couple of Producers and a "B" Celebrity in two small hotel rooms involving a relative I never met and one I hardly see, how that all came to fruition by such serendipitous (9-11) means in Louisiana and Texas.

Comments, good, bad, or indifferent, are very welcome.

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