Memory Lane #3
First Hypno
Someone gave me the name of a psychic I should go see. I don’t remember what she told me but I got enough that I went back. The second time she asked if she could do a light hypnosis. Almost always up for new experiences I acquiesced. Instead of exploring something immediately relevant to me she sent me off to Venus and then inside Mt. Shasta.
Venus was really hot, at least that was what science had told me so maybe it was a projection. There were numerous eitheral form beings moving around on and above the surface. I didn’t interact with them. Then she sent me inside Mt. Shasta – a reputed UFO base. I was mouse size among large furniture and books. I didn’t see any beings or UFO craft. I looked into one open book but didn’t recognize the language. The place felt deserted, or at least unoccupied.
The psychic seemed somewhat disappointed. Me too. But I still paid her and saw her again a couple more times before she dropped off the radar. At the time she was probably late 50s/early 60s. A mutual friend told me later that she had fallen in love with a younger man. Attempting to create and hold the relationship she used her power and energy to be younger. She burned out and died. Unfortunate.
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