Have you ever had the experience when you met someone, talked to someone or even just by looking at a photo of someone that even though on the surface, everything looks normal, legit and not particularly remarkable, you can’t shake the feeling that there is something else going on as well, underneath the surface, behind the scenes, out of view, that there is something you can’t quite put your finger on logically, but a nagging feeling that won’t leave you alone that something is “off”?
I always get that feeling when I interact with or watch straight-laced, conservative types or when I walk around cookie-cutter suburban subdivision developments, identical houses, with identical lawns. Everything is a little “too” perfect. Like Twin Peaks.
It sounds worse than it really it, but Solondz manages to showcase the darker side of suburban America with topics like pedophilia and suburban neuroses with equal measures of heart-breaking tragedy, hilarity and even cheesy songs by Air Supply. I find Solondz to be a strange paradox in Hollywood terms, he’s the director no one will ever talk about in the mainstream press or within industry trade papers, yet he has a fanatical cult following including A-list Hollywood stars who sign up in droves to star in his films with substantial pay-cuts. Not because they want to be in his movie, but because the material is that interesting, that original and that challenging. In other words, stuff the studios will never touch.
I remember I had one university professor in particular, the very mold of the upright family man, respected academic, quite popular on campus too, droves of girls were and still are after him. Every time I was around him, I couldn’t get past the feeling that there was a slimy layer of filth around him…somewhere. He never said anything bad, he never did anything sleazy and in fact if you were to look at his photos and his website, everything looks legit and in order. But for whatever reason, whenever I was in his presence, I always felt like there was some kind of psychic vampirism going on and taking place on some level and that there was much more going on underneath the surface which I couldn’t see. A strong sense of duplicity. I always felt terribly weakened afterwards, never good.
I recently had a reading with well-known UK-based psychic who I shall call C.C which was beyond fantastic. C.C works closely with David Icke and Bill Ryan of Project Camelot fame and this was one reading which had me in tears. I’ve had enough readings in my life to know when someone is just making garbage up or if someone is the real deal and C.C within the first 2 minutes floored me with what she picked up about me.
My reading with C.C made me think about all the snake-oil salesmen out there, the delusional channelers, the fake psychics, the lame tarot card readers, plastic shamans, who claim to read the ethers. This cartoon from cult TV show “Home Movies” pretty much sums up most of my feelings and impressions about these types of personalities:
Many books and motivational speakers say that we all have these talents, even if they are dormant for 99.99% of the population out there. I’m certainly not psychic but I’ve had my share of sudden lightning flashes of intuition which zig-zagged out of nowhere, where I can be hyper-intuitive about people who are close to me or those I decide to zero-in on.
I’m also ultra-sensitive when it comes to reading the energy of a particular place or landscape, a skill which was taught to me by my first teacher in Cappadocia (and in hindsight, probably the best place on earth to learn such skills). I normally don’t consult tarot cards or deal with runes and such. I do however use the Sabian Symbols Oracle card system, a system which has it’s origins in ancient Mesopotamia and Babylon but has been interpreted with modern day symbols and visuals. The story of how they came to be is rather fascinating if anyone is interested.
My point is that “reading” can take place outside of a book. It’s about the feeling in your gut. It’s about observing and recording your feelings and impressions when you interact with a person or place, before, during and after. It’s about looking past the obvious towards the periphery. It’s about reading between the lines and listening to what’s NOT said. It’s about observing your nerves and watching which direction they twitch in. Sometimes, things magically come together and BINGO! That flash of intuition appears, a sudden and complete knowing, no doubt, just a sure sense of certainty. And that’s when you really come into contact with your own soul, something which every human being deserves.