by Karen Frazier, Managing Editor
Paranormal Underground Magazine

It feels as if my everyday life is filled with paranormal experiences. Where did that extra five pounds come from? Where are my keys? Where does all of the tupperware go? How come I can never find a pair of socks that match? Why did the dog just spend 30 minutes outside, only to come in and immediately poop in the house? How is it possible for my teen-aged son to get 1000 texts a day? Where does all of the money go? How can I sleep for seven hours and feel like I didn’t get any sleep? What’s wrong with my DVR? Who made that mountain of laundry?

I could go on, but you get the idea. Every day life is full of little bits of unexplained mysteries that we never spend much time thinking about. Things disappear like tupperware, keys and socks. Some reappear in mysterious places. Others are never, ever found again.

In everyday life we bend time. What other explanation is there for the sheer number of texts that my son spends and receives every day while still managing to practice his saxophone, do his homework, go to soccer practice and what ever musical group he has, go to school, watch television and still spend time playing computer games? I bend time too. It is the only explanation for how I manage to write 10 articles, ferry a kid around to all of his activities, cook, clean, do laundry, pay the bills, grocery shop, check my Facebook, have numerous phone conversations, work on the documentary, play with the dogs and write a blog in a single day. Either I am a whirlwind of activity, or I am somehow bending time. Okay – I think I just figured out a logical explanation for that exhaustion after seven hours of sleep thing.

I barely notice all of these mysteries that occur in my daily life. It is only when I slow down and actually allow myself to be still and my brain to be quiet for a few minutes that I connect with something else. I think it is what I find appealing about paranormal investigation. In order to do it right, I need quiet reflection. I need to sit and be aware. I need to breathe. When I do these things, then I start to notice all of the quiet, subtle activity that goes on all around me, yet has nothing to do with me.

Maybe that’s the secret. Maybe the paranormal is really all around us all of the time, and we are just too distracted by the craziness of every day life to sit and pay attention. If we all carved out that time, what would we discover? Would the paranormal become normal? It could be just exactly what I need. To find a space every day where I sit, watch, listen and reflect. Maybe then I’d be able to find my keys.

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