Hmm... had another brush with kwink today... Have an LG A\C in the bedroom, where my desk is. Spend quite a bit of non-bodywork hours in there keeping up w\ the state of the industry and its tqs... so often have to get up and stretch, often being stiff enough (w\ the bum knee) to need a walk. Fine, simple enough... and always works to get legs feeling 30-ish-human, vs. 70-ish-human... Toay was one of those days. Had just finished a paper on nerve synapse chemistry (really, realllly engrossing stuff ) and eyes had had it... so grabbed keys and took a lap around the neighborhood. Waved to the other vets \ wives \ like-aged old guys, then headed back... Might've mentioned before... something really odd happened about a year ago, when a client of mine still lived here and invited me to a circle. They were a practicing shaman, w\ a Native American mentor... so naturally I tagged along, to see how close this would be to what I knew were genuine NA spiritual practices (a sweat and uwipi ceremony for me, in early '90s in MT by a Sioux buddy of mine befriended in Germany)... So far nothing was out of sorts, seemed genuine: the wood fire at the center, the commitment of the others, the ritual implements used. Not Sioux perhaps, but not '70s-New-Age-y-hoodwinker crap either. Client began the ceremony proper... and that's when I began to feel it. The property this had taken place on, is adjacent to a smol coulee, filled with all kinds of trees and ornamental shrubs like oleander -- nothing weird so far. The sun was about to set in perhaps an hour. But as soon as the ceremony was begun in kind... the coulee began to at first distantly ring... then fill to nearly deafening, with the sound of birds. Perked up from a closed-eye meditation we were supposed to concentrate on, just before the distant peal of these birds -- all kinds, but mostly cardinals, mynahs, meijiros, and other vocal species. As they got louder, could see leaves drop on the other side of the stand of shade trees on our side, and the flit of what must've been thousands of birds darting in and out of the hapless canopy, rather stopped me in my tracks. Been to this place of utter bewilderment before -- so wondered what was go nna happen next... None of the other circle batted an eye -- was this routine in their tradition? They got so close I were flinching a bit, as cardinals and mynahs shot out of the trees uncomfortably close to my head, maybe an arm's reach? But none ever landed around us or struck us, and no leaves or feathers on us either. Very weird to be feeling your ears close to pain from the din of birds squawking and screaming, but the air around us where the fire was, calm and still, as I watched swarm and fire, dumbfounded... As Client stopped their drumming and concluded the ceremony, others opened their eyes and rushed into the house for some reason. Client hung back and were putting away their implements... when I had to ask: '[Client], what in f***'s sake, was that...?' Laughs 'Oh that happens a lot here, spiritual energy of this place is pretty strong. Knew you saw it btw... you've seen it before!' Didn't answer my question... but tangentially 'boozled... as how the f**k did he know that? Hadn't told him about the time at the dojo yet. Talked about spiritual practices and 'spirit walks', where the mind enters a state where one can access ancestors and their wisdom (would participate later, story for another time). Ate some food and had great conversations about this world we were just touching the edges of. Then another question bubbled to the surface: why'd everyone dig out right after the ceremony? Was I missing something? 'On the contrary,' one of them replied (a Tiger Year, which is very Tiger-ish of them ): 'we knew you had something to share with [Client], and just gave you space to feel comfy where you're at.' Wait -- you knew I needed to talk to Client? 'Sure -- we'd been where you're at, that's what what an elder does for someone with talent -- and some questions probably, am I right?. A bit jarring, huh?' Talent? I'd not even known this person long enough to ask their name. How...? * Turns out... seen plenty of people with 'talent' were right where I was... and apparently went on to explore more deeply into their connection with this realm. How in the f***, does even a charlatan attract thousands of birds en masse, who normally wouldn't be in each others' territories... then make them go away to literal silence -- the absence of birds -- on cue? Not the drum, which he'd let me beat a couple of times before the circle proper -- no swarm of Hitchcock menace then at all. F***ing peculiar... but if the dojo taught me anything, it's I don't know sh*t about the actual, holistic world... and things in it, often millions of millennia older and wiser than I. So took a step back, dropped the questions, and relaxed into it... which worked out fine. Was a good get-together (would have several more before they moved away in '25). Were about to head back home as were dark already and needed a shower after sitting around a wood fire. Walked around the house to my car, and saw it. I never leave my car w\ windows down, not even cracked -- esp since this was a neighborhood I didn't know. Still had the Honda then... and the model (Sport Hatch) didn't have settings to remotely roll the windows down, nor are there any settings in the console menu at all for non-switch operation of the electric window lifts. Yet here they were -- all four of my windows were halfway down. A mynah stood on my roof, looked at me approach slowly, then flew off Even using the switches, there's no way a short can roll all four windows halfway down, to the same spot. The rear windows weren't even CAN-connected, so the PCU had to access to them. How did they all roll down, whilst the car were locked? Doors were still locked, as unlocked with the keyfob -- and the lifts cannot be operated unless the car were turned anyway That were freaky. I mean, there's plausible deniability with charlatan shens... but how the hell this was done if that, was just as freaky as my uwipi ceremony, details of which you'll have to troll thru my hundreds of pages of words for. Like this day, the uwipi ceremony was full of 'how is that even possible', reinforced with plenty of exps that were impossible w/o some other explanation. Same w\ the dojo. Back to 2026 -- have been watching something I'd not bothered with since about '23, as been distracted with another lo-cost hobby, which is following K-pop variety shows: J-pop group Nogizaka46. Fell out of interest since they stopped subbing their variety show Nogichuu in ENG & was more interested in K-pop anyway thru Le Sserafim (not as much into the music for both as their variety shows, which show much more of the members' personalities -- and for K-pop, the music / perfs and variety content are much better balanced). Anyhow... pulling up an older EP (on YT) of Nogichuu from early '25... found a story about a paranormal exp by the team's captain - their TV remote, were working the kitchen exhaust fan somehow. Pressing the buttons watching TV w\ family, they'd noticed a roar in the kitchen, which was the fan. Only it didn't come with a remote, nor did it have the IR sensor to operate a board to control fan speed. This continued ~6 - 7 days... when suddenly stopped. Captain shrugged and went about her usual routines... Ard 3d later... noticed a bedsheet she'd washed, had a big oily handprint on it, a man's handprint. Much larger than theirs. Asked father and brother if they'd touched this sheet that day, had not. Didn't have any oily or cosmetic-covered hands handling wash, and doesn't let food in the bedroom. After washing the sheet again, disappeared and the weirdness stopped. Looked up the day this was aired... one day and one year from my circle exp (early '24) --- Newsflash: just looked at my phone... and an unprompted email for traditional spiritual practices connected to bodywork, just arrived in email from a colleague. As I was effing typing this What in the f*** is coming now...? --- * of course would introduce myself later, as well as share my love of the Chinese zodiac -- which they found interesting enough to look up themselves... and everyone at the table, all five of us... conformed to base readings, just in the few hours I'd known them -- which is why I love seeing reality dovetail w\ a 5Ka tradition, a quarter of the world away from North America, across a giant ocean
