I sometimes think I have special powers. I once thought that my local, tv newscaster was pregnant and a few days later she announced that she was. I was recently thinking about the College of Charleston on my way to Safeway and entered the store to immediately see a young girl in a College of Charleston sweatshirt. Not long ago, I wrote a paragraph for a book submission with a sentence that included the name Susan Sarandon. Susan Saradon? Long story. But a day or two later or maybe that same evening, I was watching a sit-com and who should be making a guest appearance–yes, Susan Sarandon, swear to heaven. She was playing an author, a silly and drunken writer, who was not only staring right at me, but who also delivered a line that hit home with a whallop: write about what you don’t want anyone to know. Holy crap. I did that. Susan the author/actress, summoned by my powers, said that’s what I was supposed to do.
I know there is nothing unique about these experiences, but it happens to me so often that I can cite numerous and specific incidences. I told my hairdresser of thirty some years about my talent and he told me there are people out there who can help develop this gift. Freaky. I don’t think it’s a gift, however, sometimes I think it’s just a matter of paying attention. He also told me to please let him know if there is anything like a pregnancy coming into his life anytime soon.
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note: I originally used this photo for the post below. It made perfect sense for both stories but decided to go with using it for only one. I think about the art chosen a great deal. Do not be surprised if the photos are different next time you visit – the beauty of wordpress.