Blending In

This post will be about something I rarely ever talk about, mainly because it sounds unbelievable. You would think this came from a sci-fi fantasy book. But it happened, and I know, because I was there. And, I was the one that did it.


Many years ago, I was more in touch with myself, and Nature, than I am now. I sadly admit that. I would read very much, I would meditate frequently with a crystal, and spend time outside, admiring, and talking, to nature. I Love Her so very much. Well, there was this time, I was reading about invisibility. I concentrated on it. I also carried around Bloodstone., (one of my favorite stones!). I wanted to try becoming invisible,,,, which meant, becoming one with my surroundings. I wanted to be unseen in public places, I don't know why. It was not an obsession, to be unseen like that. I am a quiet person, and liked doing things by myself most of the time. I was just like that, I was happy with myself this way. I didn't mind doing things with other people, but they did not like doing things I liked. Does that make any sense, that I preferred being alone?


The first experience I had,,, I was walking down a hospital corridor with my family, and several other people. My father was in the front, I was trailing, in the back. My hands in my pockets, and in deep thought. I was thinking about what I have been reading,, becoming one with my surroundings,, absentmindedly caressing my stones. (I love caressing my stones). After several moments, my father stops, turns around, and says loudly, "Where is Angela! I don't see Angela!" (I know I was trailing, but he is pretty tall, and could see over everyone easily). I just looked at him, raising my hand, and answered, "I am here, Pa.". Then he says, "I'm sorry, I did not see you."


Another instance,, I was waiting outside of the factory I worked at. My father was coming to give me a ride home. I waited,,, and watched them drive by me, make a circle, then come back. When I got in the truck, I asked what happened, and all they said was, "Where were you?" They did not see me. of course, I told them that I was standing on that spot the whole time. They never really have talked to me about my practices,,, but I feel that was because they disapproved.


One more instance I will describe,, I was shopping with a friend one evening, and the store was packed. We were half way through our shopping, and decided to get another cart, so we could separate our things before checking out. The place was packed. She waited for me beside a register,,, as I took a deep breath, and walked briskly through all of the people and their carts. As I was headed towards the empty carts, I saw a woman coming at me from the corner of my eye. Without slowing down, I somehow avoided a collision with her cart, by turning my body at just the right time. It all happened so fast, I never thought about onlookers. When I got back to where my friend was, she had told me that it looked like that woman and her cart went right through me. She asked how I avoided getting hit, I was walking so fast.


Anyway, I have had people walk right by me and not see me, on many occasions. I have scared people, because they would not see or hear me.


Blending in with your surroundings. 


I wouldn't really know how to explain that in words. I am not good with words.  It is easy to tell someone to just sit and concentrate, meditate, and breathe deeply and slowly. But there is more to it, more, that I can not find the words for.