During my year and a half residency on a therapeutic farming community for people with mental illness there were some odd happenings…
One of these happenings was later in my stay there during a community meeting one of the staff saw the apparition of Abraham Lincoln in a window…beard and top hat and all I guess. A few days later I found out that he had become convinced that it had something to do with me. He promptly quit his job as a part time EMT with the local fire department and became a volunteer rather than staff on the farm.
Then one day during my weekly therapy appointment I learned that my hippy therapist believed it too…she told me that Abraham Lincoln was my spirit guide. I was the rational one in this situation saying that this was absolutely ridiculous to assume that because someone saw his apparition in a window that this made him my spirit guide…
There were other bizarre happenings…like the rumor that Greenday’s 21st century breakdown album was written about me. I think that even those that were supposed to be keeping a rational mind about such things couldn’t help but see me in a mysterious light as I was mildly dissociative at the time and having visions of a supposedly alternate life I’d lived. No one there including the doctor had ever witnessed anyone experiencing this kind of dissociation and didn’t understand what was going on…not that I’ll ever entirely understand what was going on back then either.
Abraham Lincoln…spirit guide…yep yep yep.