Do you believe in UFOs?

One hot summer weekend, I attended a gathering in a large city park billed as the “3rd Annual Worldwide Summoner Event.” Summoner of what, you ask? Well, some people hail cabs, some beckon fate, and apparently a scant handful of humans—including a Los Angeles man named Robert Bingham—summon UFOs. I went to the event out of curiosity. . .  and because my woo-woo* boyfriend was seriously...

Where does the Universe begin?

Dear Woo-Woo Debbi, Where does the universe begin? Gavin G., London, UK   Dear Gavin, I really like this question. It’s so simple and yet, so deep. Ever since I was a wee woo-woo lass, I posed a similar question unto myself: “What is the Universe in?” I mean, here I am sitting in a room, in a house, in a town, in a state, in a country,...

Manifesting with Laughter

Whether it’s a new job, a restored-to-health meatsuit, a soul-mate, or a chicken sandwich that you’re fixin’ to manifest, managing your vibration is the shortest distance between you and the goods. Your vibration defines your point of attraction. That is to say, whatever you’re currently and recently and most frequently emanating determines what can physically manifest or show up in your sphere of perception. It’s all...

I was a Camel, plodding across the Love Desert…

Perhaps you can relate. I’d been single for so damn long that it started looking grim—like I was on a long bumpy road headed straight for Spinster City. But I’d sooner take a cliff-dive drive, Thelma-and-Louise style, than reach that destination. I’d become a camel, plodding across the Love Desert, expertly rationing my supplies between oases. I suppose I’d gotten fairly used to trekking solo. Nonetheless,...

Aliens and Channelers and Joiners, oh my!

Doesn’t it seem like everyone and their uncle is channeling these days? Maybe it’s true what they say about the veil becoming thin (not unlike the hair on your uncle’s head). Recently I went to see a channeled entity named Lazaris in a posh Silicon Valley hotel conference room. I  wondered if the martini-slinging businessmen down the hall had any idea that this generic-sounding event entitled “Concept:...

Tapping into Something Powerful (EFT)

A few years ago, I discovered the Emotional Freedom Technique which involves physically tapping certain points on the body that correspond to acupuncture meridians while simultaneously reprogramming the subconscious mind.  It’s sort of an East-meets-West healing modality.  You look and sound really stupid while you’re doing it, but, hey, I’m not proud.  Apparently it had been wildly successful in helping veterans overcome their post-traumatic stress disorder...

Gotta love those wacky ’70s shows!

My fascination with the paranormal was kindled long before I started reading woowoo books—hell, probably even before I could read.  Mostly, I blame the 1970s for my strange obsessions. And the ’70s have the ’60s to blame, in turn. It was an era of magic and innocence, of other-worldly spectacle and paranormal possibilities, talking animals and cars, aliens, ghosts and witches intermingling with ordinary humans.  Well, at...

My Weekend with the Hay House Cult

One of those insomniacal wee-hour whims had me perusing the registration page for the Hay House “I Can Do It” Ignite conference.  The slate was chock full of potentially inspiring speakers, but mostly I was excited to see Anita Moorjani talk about her near-death-experience (NDE).  She was on the featured double bill with Dr. Wayne Dyer, and Louise Hay herself would also be there, so I figured...

Spirituality is VERY serious business (not!)

A new friend of mine whom I simply adore invited me to join her for a Kirtan chanting event at a local meditation center, so I jumped at the chance to check the place out while spending some quality time with her.  We arrived early to avoid parking lot mayhem and leisurely stroll around the grounds.  It was a sweet spot steeped in lush greenery with...