The Bermuda Triangle

A little background. Things in my room disappear and reappear way too frequently. I mean, they will vanish and reappear smack dab next to me.

Well, I was looking for my W-2 forms to finish up my tax returns. I did the State taxes already, but lost the Federal forms. So, still unable to find the forms, I decide, what the heck, I'll do it online.

I knew I filed my W-2 forms in my top drawer, where I put all my important papers. So I look. Not there. I just cleaned my top drawer too (looking for something I knew was there, and never did find it until a week later)! I get my little sister, and we look everywhere for these stupid forms. I tell her about things disappearing, and she says she knows, Dad has complained about it too, losing tools in my room just to have them reappear exactly where he knew they were last (see this past post).

Well, I'm freaking out because many hours have passed and no sign of the forms, and taxes are due in four days. I checked the drawer multiple times. Finally, I complained about it to Matt over IM, and he asked if I just shout "I give up," maybe whatever is hiding my stuff will give it back. That worked once, looking for a necklace. I had cleared my piano seat totally off, knowing that's where I left it, then shouted "Forget it!" in frustration. Thirty minutes later, the necklace was laying in the middle of the cleared piano bench.

So, it worked once, I try it again.

Hour later, I look in the drawer.

Nothing.

My sister suggested I start looking in places I know I would never, ever put it. Well, one instantly comes to my mind. My vanity desk. I keep the mirror lid down all the time, usually piled with crap on top, so I never put anything inside in. I clear off the lid and open it.

There, in the middle of the vanity, are my W-2's.

I screamed with frustration.

Someone is getting a kick out of doing this to me.

Voice, Update

Okay, I googled "Kerry Dwin" and started trying all sorts of other spellings, until it suggested "Ceredwin."

Ceredwin was a Celtic moon goddess. After what I just saw, I'm even more creeped out... and intrigued.

Voice Part 3

Okay, weird weird stuff is going on now.

Yep, that voice was back. But this was way different.

I had waited to hear her for two nights, and it seemed like nothing again last night. So I asked out loud, "Were you real? What are you?"

I was sitting up in bed, my back against the wall, my feet stretched widthwise. Suddenly, I saw something on my ceiling. I looked up and saw the whole frickin' roof peel back. I swear, I would have screamed, except I couldn't. I saw the stars, the clouds, everything.

Suddenly, there was a black hole, darker than the night sky. I saw something like electricity pulling at its edges, like... I don't know, like it was peeling back space itself. Very sci-fi. Then I saw these weird shapes. You know the stories of fairies and elves and goblins? They were like a mixture of those, sort of whitish yellow, fuzzy around the edges like they were out of focus, and they were dancing and just... frolicking is the best term I can think of. This whole scene is still crazy in my mind.

Honestly, I have never done drugs, never even smoked a cigarette! This was not an LSD flashback or something. This really, truly, swear-on-a-stack-of-holy-water-drenched-Bibles honestly happened.

Anyway, out of the center of this pitch black hole came a single woman's eye. I don't know how I knew it was a woman's, it just felt that way. This was no burning eye of Sauron, mind you, although it was way creepy. Her eyelids were the darkness, her iris was blue, like a dark evening sky. However, I felt like she was peaceful just by the way the eye looked at me.

She then said, "I am Kerry Dwin. You heard me sing."

Okay, I was ready to crap myself at this point. I was saying to myself, "This has to be a vision, if it was real everyone in the house would have heard her!" I was very frightened, but I sensed she was waiting for a question, like the questions game we played before.

So I asked again, "What are you?"
She replied, "I am that which I am."

Hold the phone! I know that quote. Bible, God speaking.

I told her, "That's the answer of a deity."
The eye blinked... blinked! Weird.
So I asked, "Are you a god?"
She said, "Not in the way you imagine it." She suddenly said, "I'm scaring you. You aren't ready. You will be soon."

And poof, ceiling was back to normal, no weird yellow critters, no starlight, no booming voice.

I have no clue what to think about that. I'm still wondering about what it means. I drew a picture of what I saw.

Voice Part 2

Okay, I thought I should follow up on this voice in my room. I heard her again last night. This time I was sitting on the floor, truly meditating, watching a candle burn and watching the flame. I like doing that, it draws all attention to the flame so my mind thinks on other things peripherally.

Anyway, I heard that song once again. I started singing along with her, and she stopped. Then she started talking to me, like I was right there, just a lady she met in a room. I asked what she was, and she said she'd tell me later (creepy or what). So I decided to test out what she knew. I asked how was the afterlife, figuring she was a ghost. She said that that wasn't my true question. Okay, she was right. I asked my true question: is there an afterlife? She said I would come to know if I kept my mind open.

She went from singing lady of the night to frickin' Delphic prophetess.

I asked a bunch of questions. I can't remember them all. I do know I asked if I could ever regain the ability I had as a kid to dream of the future (I rather miss my deja vu days). She said that it was in my reach, but I should not worry about it. Then I felt her leave. I can't explain it, it was just, poof, I knew she was gone. Real weird crap going on in this room!

The Voice In My Room

I heard the oddest voice last night. I've been trying to meditate again. I do that off and on, especially when stressed. So anyway, I was sitting up in bed, leaning against the wall, not doing any weird chants, nothing like that, just enjoying the utter silence, when I heard a voice, quiet unmistakable.

I got up and turned on my light, looked all around, but there was nothing in my room. It was about 2 am, so everyone was asleep. I turned off the light and sat back down. Then I heard once again, clear as a bell, a woman's voice. So I figured, what the heck, I'll see if it answers me.

"Hello?"
"Oh, you can hear me?"

I kid you not, it answered like that!

Up again, lights on quickly, looking in the closet, out the window, everywhere. Nothing.

I laid down again, and I was thinking, "Nothing like this has happened to me in a long time." I waited about ten minutes, and I heard her again, faintly. I realized I kept hearing her singing. This was the song.

Water, Earth, Wind and Fire.
To be with her is your desire.
Earth and Wind, Fire, Water.
Dance with her, you shall not falter.
Wind and Fire, Water, Earth.
You were her before your birth.
Fire, Water, Earth and Wind.
The cycle shall begin again.

I tried calling out once more, but she ignored me, or at least I got the sense that she was purposely not answering. It was way late; I wasn't about to call out loudly.

Her chanting song has been in my head all day.

The Vanishing

Okay, this just creeped me out, so I had to write about it.

Mom, Dad, and I were trying to put together my dresser, which has had a broken bottom drawer for years. We finished it and put it in, everything worked, we're cleaning up, Mom sitting on the piano bench, me and Dad down on the floor. Dad's gathering his tools back together, but he couldn't find the pliers. They were left smack dab in the middle of me, Mom, and Dad. We looked all over the place in a 3x3 foot area. We cleaned it bare!

Finally, Mom gave up the search and left. I got to my feet, ready to leave too. Then, while straightening my pants, I happened to look down.

The pliers were at my feet! Dead in the middle of us three, perfectly open view.

All three of us swore they were not there just a moment before. They were not buried nor even obscured, and there was no way I could have been sitting on them, they were in the middle of the floor, right in the center of where the three of us had been positioned. It's like a Bermuda Triangle.

The whole thing gave Dad the chills. Even Mom couldn't explain it. My boyfriend had one explanation:

Poltergeist!

Gee, I'm gonna sleep great tonight!