Journal Entry
Sunday 10/03/2004
Waning Moon
Around noon
I was standing at the sink doing dishes. Suddenly, the floodlight beamed above and I felt an unmistakable pinch at the waist. “Yeow!” I shrieked and jumped back.
Was it just an electrical charge?
About as bright as a blitzkrieg, the light show continued to flicker, pop and flash, gaining in power with every flare. Dazed, I just stood there like a cat gawking at glaring headlights. Then, at last, the floodlight began to normalize and the crazy demonstration sputtered to its end. But even more remarkable than the electric light show was the fact that the bulb never did burn out.
Eventually, I gained my wits about me and realized my hands and legs were shaking. So I left the dishes in the sink. Had to go sit down.
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Post Script
How many wacky electrical events have to happen before I “get it”? Has skepticism been so engrained in my brain that I am unable to see the light for looking?
Very good story, any more electrial events like this? Carlos
ReplyDeleteHi Carlos ~
ReplyDeleteThanks for your comment! Yes, I had quite a few electrical events in that one year alone, i.e., more than we would expect based on the laws of statistical probability. The other electrical stories will be in my upcoming book, "The Hope and the Knowing." Nevertheless, this particular light show was one of the more mind-boggling events, because the bulb never did burn out, even after the show was over... :) :) :).
Have a great week!
Mandy B.
Looks like a major blitz!
ReplyDeleteEnjoying your stories.
Jon
Hey Jon,
ReplyDeleteHow's it going?
Thanks for your comments.
Check back on The Feast of All Souls, 10/31, for more details....
Mandy