Had a wonderful and fun interview on Wendy’s Coffeehouse tonight!
Thank you, Wendy, for having me, and thanks to your listeners for listening! Especially Japan’s listeners, who Wendy mentioned, she had just been informed were listing to tonight’s cast!
We talked about the paranormal and weirdness we’ve both had and continue to have in our lives, as well as some of my books and short stories. It was a fun show! Be sure to check out her podcast archive for a recording of this show!
Wendy’s site: https://wendyscoffeehouse.blogspot.com/
My next interview with her will be September 6, 2017, 11 a.m. MT, on KCMO talk radio.
Today, Saturday, July 15, I did my eighth float. It has been seven months since I’d last done a float. Let’s just say life got in the way. And since then Morgan and Ana-Alycia have hired an employee! Welcome Stacy to the Luna Float Spa team! Morgan, Stacy, and I had a great conversation today, after my float. Stacy has also had brushes with the paranormal, so it continues to show what I mean by saying ALL of us have instances of paranormal activity in our lives!
Like my past couple of floats, this float was also a subtle one…almost non-existent, actually. I had no real intense “visits,” where I “go somewhere” and pop back, or do a rapid-fire succession of multiple such visits. I mean, I might have had one, which I’ll mention below, but it happened so danged fast that it was like all I got was the end of it, returning to the tank. Maybe.
I had used the “Robochair,” as I call it, which is a Dreamweave massage chair, for 30 minutes before floating. I have done this twice, and I think I’m not going to do that anymore…before a float. I think it interferes with my floats for some reason…too much “stimulation,” so to speak. Or “working over” of the body when you’re trying not to even consider a body during a float (after all, these are sensory deprivation tanks!). In fact, just at the end of using this thing, I almost had an episode much like my floating experiences, where I “go someplace.” But the chair stopped and I was pulled out of whatever almost happened.
Yeah, it’s that good!
Okay, so I moved on to my float.
As I got into the pod, I felt that “internal movement” I sometimes feel, where the insides of me move around, but the physical me—the “outside me”—does not. I initially thought, this would be a great float…but I soon discovered that it was not quite to be. I again had stabilization issues, where I couldn’t keep from (lightly, albeit) knocking around the insides of the pod. In a good float I can quickly stabilize and not “roam” all over the place. That was my first clue.
Throughout the float I had images of people, places, and things, most of which I have since forgotten. But I did manage to remember a few and have written them down, two of them really cool images, but I now only seem to recall one of them, dang it! I also didn’t have the really cool colors I usually get, only getting a “spray” of light red/pink that materialized once toward the end.
Here is what I remember:
- I saw a small light bulb, maybe a little over an inch in length, and it glowed a neat orange.
- I saw a floating laptop! A bell had also materialized in front of it and floated with it. The bell was like the Liberty Bell, but a smaller version that fit with the laptop. They were both on a flat flotation device. In a pool? This was the one really neat experience I had that I could remember.
- Saw several people. Some had spoken, but I’ve lost the words. One had said: “Oh, shiiit…,” followed by some other words I’ve since lost. It was a subtle utterance, not harried or under duress.
- Saw a young girl in a long white-and-red stripped shirt. To be honest, she looked like one of my nieces! It was her profile I had seen.
- I kinda had an experience where it seemed like I was “going somewhere,” but it got truncated and all I’d seen was this door closing, and that was that. Odd.
- Eyes. I seem to see a lot of eyes, in some manner or the other. I didn’t see many, I think maybe two or three.
- I jerked quite strongly four times. One of those times, my head jerked up, out of the water. The other times were more side-to-side kinda things. My hands also jerked a little.
- Behind my eyes I saw a brief “spray” of red…but it changed into more of a pink, from its spraying effect.
So, there it is! Not like my first three floats, but it doesn’t have to be. I think that I might be feeling a bit “pulled in different directions,” and my energy wasn’t quite as focused as it should have been. Throw in the Robochair, and I think I just wasn’t as ready for the float as I thought I was. Don’t get me wrong, it was still a great session in and of itself! It’s so danged relaxing! But I’m trying to get my short story collection out there and other things are just on my mind, and I think I just wasn’t as focused as I should have been. But…I got a free float with this one, so I have that to look forward to!
Not every float is going to be a home run…you just have to take them as they come…but enjoy them and be open to what can happen in them!
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- Floats Number 4 and 5 (fpdorchakrealitycheck.wordpress.com)
- Luna Float Spa Interview (fpdorchakrealitycheck.wordpress.com)
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Just a quick update!
I have begun requesting blurbs and looking into reviewers. I have been pleasantly surprised at the level of support from my writer friends! Thank you, all of you, for your consideration and possible participation! I know that just because you agree to taking a read, does not necessarily guarantee that you will actually provide a blurb…if you don’t like what you read!
If my material is not for them or to their liking, I will not blame them one bit for passing. But I am eternally grateful that they are giving me the time-of-day and support in trying to help me out. That is all I ask.
So, blurbs are under way. Editing is continuing. No cover art yet. And I will still make one more intense pass over the collection, en masse, once all stories have been edited and included.
Do the dead dream?
Oh, they do…and they have so much to tell….
Last weekend the Madras Maiden, an actual B-17 Flying Fortress that flew in WWII, made a stop at our town and flew our skies. A couple times it flew directly over our home. I did manage to capture a few photos, but this is the best of them, and the others really aren’t much different.
It is quite a sight, hearing and watching this Flying Fortress grace the skies again. Granted, it is a flat-out war machine, it’s very raison d’être was to fight and destroy, but it is still a machine of the air, and I am fascinated by it. I wish we didn’t need things like these in our existence, but I can still appreciate their “aircraftness” in and of themselves.
This is the link to the Liberty Foundation’s website. I’d discovered them while writing my short story, “Tail Gunner,” and visited the Liberty Belle, another B-17 that had made a stop to our town. I’ve not gone up in either of these, but had climbed around inside the Liberty Belle. The Liberty Belle ended up going down in flames, and that is why the Liberty Foundation now flies the Madras Maiden.
I took a beautiful hike through Garden of the Gods (GoG) park yesterday evening, after my gym workout. I was going to stay and do my cardio at the gym, by my wife, whom I met at the gym, suggested I take a break from all my gnarly shit and just enjoy the evening–and I’m glad I did (sometimes I need her to tell me to take a goddamned break…). I took my Nikon with me and got some really cool shots! I spent about an hour-and-a-half hiking through it, and it was great—fewer people. Better shots without people in them—though one woman, admittedly, would have made an incredible shot, but the moment passed as soon as it’d presented itself. She had been wearing an incredibly bright, radiant blue one-piece tube-skirt (or whatever they’re called) and was walking toward me in the middle of a narrow section of red rocks, her blonde head down. It was so incongruous! Contrasting! It would have made a fantastic shot! But, I couldn’t get the camera up quick enough, and the moment had passed. You couldn’t see her face, which made it even better.
Anyway, I took my favorite hike, which is around the west side of the park, on the single track. It traverses all kinds of rocky terrain and goes up and down. I love it. Love the rocks, love the squirreliness of the trail. The view. Saw a Scrub Jay (I think they’re called), a rabbit, and a whole herd of some 11 or 12 deer. I’ll try to post some of the images where I can, but I’m using new software (Adobe Lightroom) and there’s a bit of a learning curve. I may just try to upload a few onto Facebook. That’s probably the easiest thing to do. We’ll see. I’m really behind on my short story work, so….