I was walking out of the Post Office in my Small Town, Idaho, today and as I was leaving the building there was a guy coming inside. He said to me, “Don’t go out there. You’re too sweet. You’ll melt.” How he knew I was a sweet person, I’ll never know. I only held the door open for him as I was leaving. I just said, “Awww…” as he continued inside.
It made me smile because if you know me, I LOVE RAIN. If I could melt into rain or become a puddle, I would. I’d let myself flow all the way to the ocean, if I could.
To be honest, I’m in a state of confusion right now. My world has turned upside down and I’m just trying to make sense of it all. I feel like a newly formed puddle – not knowing if I’m going to be swallowed up by the sun when it decides to shine again or if I’m going to become a thirsty drink for all the plants around me. Will they just drink me up like the straw that I am?
All I know is that raindrops make me happy. I could stare at them on my window all day long – just watching them roll and merge into one another until they become so heavy they can’t stay put. They roll on down, taking their neighboring drops with them. It’s like a rain dance – and I’m the only one they’re performing for. It’s a silent symphony. And I’m the only one who can hear it.
After leaving the Post Office, I continued on my destination.
Next stop? The local Public Library. I was searching for a book that I had checked out before – I returned it because I just didn’t have time to read it. I came across someone talking about it online again. I recognized the cover of the book as the one I had checked out from my library on a whim.
When I got to my library today, I was sadly disappointed when I saw that where that book was supposed to be – and all the other metaphysical books were once shelved – was completely empty.
This is life in a backwards, conservative, small-minded town. Someone on the library staff apparently decided – and had the authority – to get rid of that entire section. Book burning is alive and well in this day and age! They don’t burn them, they just remove them. Take them out of circulation. I was so stunned, I had to share it with you. This is also the only library in this town. The next closest one is 65 miles away. And No, they don’t share or lend their books to one another. There’s no such thing as “inter-library-loans” here. It’s my greatest frustration. I think Amazon was created by someone who grew up in my Small Town, Idaho. I’m kidding – but really I’m not.
Necessity is the Mother of Invention. I’d be lost sometimes if I wasn’t able to order a book from Amazon, or my most favorite bookstore, Powell’s in Portland, Oregon. When I die, I want to live in its aisles. I want to absorb all the books like a sponge.
According to Erik Medhus in his book “My Life After Death“, there are LIBRARIES in “Heaven” and I couldn’t be more thrilled to read that! Since “Heaven” is really only a few feet away from us – but it’s moving at such a fast vibration and in a different dimension, we can’t see it – it makes perfect sense that it would be just like our world (that we can see) only in more vivid colors and a broader range of sounds. Our bodies limit what we see and hear, here on Earth. Erik says:
“We have libraries, too, and they’re amazing! They have books filled with so much fucking wisdom, it’s unreal – books where I can pretty much learn about anything and everything in the Universe – other dimensions, other planets and other beings that live in and on them, whatever I’m curious about. All knowledge can be found in those books, and all I have to do is merge with the energy of the book to get its information, and if I want to learn about something but the book containing the knowledge doesn’t exist in the library, I can will it [manifest it] into being. I love walking into the libraries here, thinking about what I want to learn and absorbing it into me. It’s a lot like downloading information onto a computer. I wish I could have done it when I was in school back on Earth. Man, I hated reading.”
Erik hated reading. And I can’t get enough time to read everything I want to read. It seems a day never goes by that I don’t hear about another book, or two, that I want to read next. I actually have a list I’ve made of books I want to read so I could keep track of them because I can’t read fast enough. If only I could absorb them like they do where Erik lives now!!! One of my High School teachers called it “osmosis” – but he was saying that wasn’t possible. He told the students, “As hard as you try, You can read a book through osmosis!” – That teacher just never met Erik! I want Erik to be my new Librarian!
Well, Forget That! Erik is my library!
The more I learn from Erik the smarter I become. He’s Google-In-Heaven! Just Google him and he responds with an answer you can trust. Go ahead. Just ask him!
For now, I leave you with a song that’s been playing on my mind today…
Joe Jackson “Steppin’ Out“ – It’s my brain melting, and dancing in the rain!