I’ve written about this before but it’s been awhile (Iconoclastic Men). I may or may not make sense.
I consider myself a conduit or messenger. I work as an astrologer but that is just one manifestation of this. I feel I was meant to make things that are important accessible to people who would not have access any other way.
In mulling this, I got to thinking about the Woman’s Club. Many of you know these old ladies have asked me to take over as President of their club even though it is nearly 100 years old and I have only been a member for five months. The average women the in club is about 80 years old. I am currently working with the sitting President and other Club officers trying to learn their procedures while I offer ideas that might bring some younger women in so the club can be sustained. I have my whole heart in this and plan to really going to try to step up and try to do the job but it’s a challenge.
It’s a challenge because I’m from the desert and these women are all very well mannered. As most know, I am tremendously lacking in this regard. But anyway, it hit me today why I might be actually be able to do this and the reason surprised me. It’s my grandfather, Henry.
My grandfather did not have any children until he was just shy of 40 years old. I was the fourth child born to my mother so there was a vast age difference between, Henry and I. He was in his mid-sixties by the time I was old enough to remember him. I see now that this gives me a long reach. Most people my age (and younger) did not have access to someone so much older where I saw, Henry every day of my life for about ten years.
I was exposed to someone who lived through the Depression and not only that, Henry wrote about it so I’ve got a firsthand account. These ladies were born during the depression so I can understand their sensibilities. They are definitely a grateful generation and I wonder if they’re so mysterious or removed from the younger generations that the gap is just too wide to bridge. That’s where I come in.
You can see this in action on this blog. Y’all have read about these old ladies for six months now and some of you have become attached. You didn’t come here to read about 80 year old ladies but now you do and via me you get to experience them.
This may sound arrogant, I don’t know. I may sound humble to some of you but in either case, it is what it is. I do connect people who otherwise would not connect. I have come to understand this a lot better since I touched on it in 2006. I feel the energy of these ladies, or my husband’s energy or my sister’s energy or my friend, Ben’s energy come through me to be presented. It’s like being dealt an ace and having the ability to enlarge it, and broadcast it and multiply it’s impact or in some cases, deliver a certain message to just one person that came from another. Someone has to be the go-between and I think this is my calling, to be a bridge between the real and the ethereal.