Episode 17. My father had the bluest eyes I knew, when young. Grandma Mildred made stuffed toys, when we had no money, and I share a favorite from Down Under. Homophobia and being closeted, as one sister is, comes into discussion. The trade she makes for her silence. And how money and stuff, never fill the void, where love is supposed to go.
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They'll go right here, when/if I write more.
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I question the assumption that psychic ability, is invalid, and that psychic ability is fiction. Our culture offers no option for neutral, direct conversation about psychic ability colloquially, many just don't talk about it. Some create us as cartoon like targets, for their jokes, or make money on their podcast platform, at our expense.
The strength & aggression, of the cultural bias against psychics [which is gendered, as any Google search of the word "psychic" under the Images tab, proves], and the lack of awareness, re: projection/transference, needs to be explored.
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PODCAST DESCRIPTION:
This is the House on Valencia Street. This is a place where ghosts and psychics, with PTSD, exist, and I'm talking about it. Share time with a rare survivor, walking back to haunted rooms and space being claimed from long ago. Language is explicit, Content warning: ghosts, psychic ability, rape, incest, foster care, murder, emancipation, BDSM, therapy, lightning strikes, Buddhism, recovery, codependency, domestic violence, and inappropriate humor, most likely.
Picture inset: This is me, so many years ago, standing in front of my mother's Impala, and the House on Valencia Street.
