posted on Jan, 31 2009 @ 04:22 PM
When I was eight years old, I had a terrible sickness in my lungs and I almost died. My parents were divorced and they had arguments all the time,
even while I was in intensive care. Your questions remind me of one particular situation during this time.
I was still in the intensive care unit, I had been up all night and had just finally, barely gotten to sleep. My father had come to visit me, but he
came while I was sleeping and I started to wake up a little bit because I could hear my parents arguing. My mother shook me awake and held a sweater
in front of my face. She asked, "What color is this sweater?"
It was a pale blue sweater, almost aqua. I told her it was blue. She got mad at me, she said the sweater was green and had been arguing with my father
over the issue of the sweater's color.
Personally, I think we shape our own reality to a point. I think our minds are definitely more powerful than we are taught. I also think that we are
taught to believe that our minds don't have potential in these areas to keep us almost in a dream-like state of reality. We just accept reality as we
Well some of us anyway.