|Angel Danbo by the immensely talented and all-round nice guy Aaron Aldrich|
Here I am in the final week of the death march. March 1 is racing towards me like a freight train.
To be honest, it can’t come soon enough so I can put it behind me and then maybe my subconscious won’t feel the need to see 2am come in each day.
But 2am has seen me think about all the signs I have received …. some of them, even before March 1, 2010. I am not going to list them here, but I will say that there have been so many, many specific instances of contact that I can not ignore them.
…and on talking to others, it seems I am not the only one who knows, beyond the shadow of a doubt, that they are here with us.
As many of you know, before I was a teacher, I was a scientist.
I have a PhD and a string of other qualifications.
I am trained to be skeptical of anything that can’t be backed up with hard data.
….. but at the same time, I am trained to entertain novel ideas and I am trained to understand that just because something can’t be measured with current technology, it doesn’t mean it isn’t happening.
But then again, I have always had a Bayesian weight-of-evidence view of science over and empirical one.
….and for me, for my own personal beliefs, the weight of evidence is overwhelming. It may not be overwhelming enough to withstand peer review and publication, but then I don’t really care how others view the eternal .
So as I sit here, writing the last of the death march posts, I remind myself of my own, hard-won knowledge that he never left me and is part of my life everday.