If there were a biography about you, what would the title be?
There’s a seismic sense of surprise when you discover, midway through a telephone call, that the people you considered to be dead, and to whom you were never introduced, can not only communicate with you but give you accurate information that can be confirmed.
Unexpected doesn’t begin to describe it. Seismic Shock might be a better title. It’s a life stopping moment.
I didn’t seek it, but when it happened I went for training to try to understand it. I’m glad I did. It’s a huge responsibility and something that has to be done to the highest standards, especially of integrity. No matter what the sceptics say, and we do have our rotten apples, the vast majority of mediums take this very seriously, to their hearts.
But I can twist the words ‘unexpected medium’ in any number of ways in my life. Some elements that should have worked and didn’t. Yet still can.
Or just Unexpected?
Didn’t know I could write poetry, then I could.
Didn’t know I could write plays, then I could.
Unexpectedly met a New Zealander in Croydon, which I never normally visited. In a night club, which was somewhere I never went.
Unexpectedly started craving two kittens, now we have 13 and 14. Many of whom have turned up, well, unexpectedly. Not all kittens. That wasn’t planned either.
Never thought I could do martial arts – I was the high-heeled black belt. The student who nearly fainted when she saw that they trained in bare feet and unglamorous outfits. Who was unexpectedly hooked on day one, and loved her Dobok even though she looked like a paper bag tied in the middle. Who religiously wore toe nail varnish!
Whose black belt was the most unexpected thing of all. And the making of her.
Yep – An Unexpected Life: The journey of a surprised optimist.
Love
Deb xx
Deb Hawken - Amorah 