A Ghost In My Toilet

Published August 6, 2012 | By Lori Dyan

At Woo Woo Headquarters* I recently took a Healing with Angels workshop. It’s also known as Integrated Energy Therapy, or IET, and is a hands-on healing therapy similar to Reiki. The workshop itself was phenomenal. Considering how disinclined I’ve been to organized religion in the past, the irony of attending a class dedicated to connecting with angels was not lost on me.

I learned that the term “angel” had more to do with universal energy than cherubs playing harps, and while at the workshop I’d felt a profound connection to…something. I wondered if and how it would continue once I was at home, away from the guided meditations and Skor dip. A few nights after the workshop—during a full moon—I crawled into bed long after the Serb had fallen asleep and decided to put my learning to the test.

The house was silent as I focused on my breathing to clear my mind and invited the angels to connect with me.  A gentle current—similar to pins and needles, but more ticklish than uncomfortable—ran up my arms and down my legs, but I couldn’t be sure if it was me or something more mystical at work. I decided to go to the source.

Umm… angels? Are you there?

The tingly sensation intensified and moved to my elbows, then to my shins.

Wow…hi, angels…thanks for stopping by!

My foot began twitching, although I was still wide awake. The prickly feeling settled in my shoulders. It was an interesting and unfamiliar feeling, but I suspected it was still something I was controlling.

Okay, angels—I need a definitive sign of your presence, please.

It was at that exact moment my bathroom light turned on.

Holy sh*t! Was that you, angels?

A surge of energy rolled over me.

Uh, that’s cool. Thanks for clarifying. That will be all for now. See you later…bye…

It was definitely one of the weirder things I’ve had happen to me, and that’s saying something (as readers of my blog know). I found the switch for the smaller light above our shower in the “on” position. The Serb had mentioned weeks before that the bulb needed to be changed.** The switch hadn’t been flicked up by some astral force, but the entire experience was freaky nonetheless.

After enjoying one of the deepest and most restful sleeps since having babies, I wondered if the entire episode had been a dream. A couple of weeks later, I decided to try again as I fell asleep. I asked again for a sign that this angel stuff was really working.

My bathroom light turned on. Again.

The woo woo at work.

*For all you pervs, Woo Woo Headquarters is not located in my bedroom…that’s Woo Hoo Headquarters.

**Tangent: Is it a husband thing to have an aversion to changing light bulbs? Like toilet paper rolls that require months of nagging and threat of a court order before they’re changed? Or is it a cultural thing, like my husband claims? His explanations are suspect at best.

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Posted in Kinda weird, Woo woo, Yikes | Tagged angel therapy, crystals, ghost stories, humor blog, humorous blog, integrated energy therapy, meditation, mom blog, mommy blog, Motherhood, parenting blog, skor dip, stuff funny mom blogger, woo woo

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  Sandra says:

  August 7, 2012 at 1:14 am

  Freaky!!!!…You know as a Christian, I’m bound to warn you that the forces may not always be good ones…you could be opening yourself up to…well…other forces…there! I said it! Now I can go say, “Holy crap! That’s so weird! And yet so amazing!” I think I’d rather just have Jesus standing there at the end of my bed. This way I don’t have to get up and turn any lights off. I’d be all, “Yo Jesus, you wanna turn the bathroom light off on your way out my crib! Thanks, yo!”

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  julie gardner says:

  August 7, 2012 at 10:24 am

  Okay. I’ll admit it.

  I’m a perv.
  Little bit.

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  John says:

  August 7, 2012 at 1:35 pm

  I bit on the perv line – but you knew I would.

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  Annabelle says:

  August 7, 2012 at 10:27 pm

  That’s pretty cool.

  I find the presence of the energies of those here in this house before us (my hubs long married grand parents and a great aunt who passed over in my bathroom) are so strong that I am spending more effort asking to be left alone, than saying, come on in y’all.

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  Tamara Morning says:

  August 13, 2012 at 8:59 pm

  I’m nominating you for the Reader Appreciation Award, and the Beautiful Blogger Award. I really enjoy your blog! If you accept, you get to nominate 7 others, and tell your readers 7 facts about yourself.

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    Lori Dyan says:

    August 22, 2012 at 1:54 pm

    Thank you, Tamara! You make me blush! I’m so sorry I’ve been negligent in applying sooner…this new working gig is severly impacting my online socializing! I will go and check everything out now and do my best to respond in kind

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  Sandra says:

  August 18, 2012 at 1:50 am

  Update your fricken blog woman…geeez, do you neglect your family like this too? It’s just that I miss our little spiritual exchanges…and no, I won’t be on Big Brother, I’ll be doing my senior practicum for nursing during it’s air time, so yes, I’ll be in TO in October! Dinner date Girlfriend!

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  Suniverse says:

  August 19, 2012 at 9:03 pm

  WOOWOOWOOOWOOO.

  I love these stories.

  LOVE THEM.

  And am terrified of them at the same time.

  SPOOOKIOOOKIEE!

  XOXOXOXO

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