| spiritalk wrote: |
When I was young it just felt like an energy. (Now that I understand spirit it just feels like an energy as well.) I couldn't see or have visions or anything - just this warmth of energy as a constant companion.
I used to call it my conscience. It seemed to cheer me on when it was right for me and put up barriers when it wasn't. |
SpiritTalk, I hate it when you do that!
I am battling a god here and you are going human on me! AAAAAAAAAA!
You and I both grew up in an awkward family reality, realitive to our parents, as very sensitive children. I talked and played with God and you talked and played with spirits. Sorting out my God and your spirits from each other is impossible to do. Somebody, something, came to help both of us as children and now we are playing together

as adults

.
I know that your world is real. What we are exploring here is whether mine is or not

. And I am considering this as learning experience, fair enough

!
I do love you!
sunmystic