I’m doing a lot of writing these days.

I’m working on a book about the spiritual emergency I had three years ago in the form of a spontaneous shamanic initiation, and I’m outlining a novel about the interconnection of our waking reality and our dream world. I’m blogging and I’m also writing deeply meaningful, at least to me, posts across my social media platforms.

Since I have so many creative irons in the fire, I thought I’d treat myself to a new laptop. One with a more powerful battery, a faster processor, more bells & whistles. You know. 

Today, I am cleaning out and saving files from my three-year-old trusty dirt cheap Acer laptop that I actually had with me through my mystical experience (the spiritual emergency) in the desert of New Mexico. The experience, both sublime and catastrophic at once, was a creative opening for me which involved spirits and enchantments, channeling, Gods and demons. 

I literally lost my mind, and it saved my life.

My world shattered, and through it I found my reason for living. It took years to pick up the pieces, but I reconstructed those shards into the most beautiful of mandalas. I built a new reality for myself. 

I have always believed that after going through that experience with me my laptop became enchanted. I have experienced voices coming through the speakers, phantom emails sent, and more. In fact, it all just became a little too much and for a couple of years it’s been sitting in the closet collecting dust. I stuck to my desktop through my Master’s in psychology. 

Today I pulled it out, dusted it off, and fired it up again. As I was combing through files, sorting through “keep” or “delete”, a little nagging voice inside of me asked if I should be writing my book instead. Was this computer housekeeping more important than deadlines looming?

I paused for a moment and continued with my sorting. Three seconds later, a bizarre reminder message bleeped across the entire screen. A huge obnoxious font flashed the words, “Your book is overdue”.

I have never had a calendar set up on my laptop and I haven’t used that computer in over a year. My book is overdue?

What the…

I sat there blinking, mouth agape, staring at the screen, once again welcoming the magic of my phantom laptop. 

I will never, ever part with that machine. 

Have you ever had an electronic device that seemed to have a life of its own? Please tell me in the comments, if you have! 

Much Love, 

Kristy 

P.S. Though some years after this blog post was published, I did launch my memoir about the spiritual emergency. Stark Raving Zen: A Memoir of Coming Alive was released in 2020. It is available in book form, e-reader (Kindle and Nook), and Audible~ read by me. It won the National Indi Excellence Award in the spiritual category, and won the Bronze Medal for the International Reader’s Favorite Award.