Most of you reading this blog probably think that I’m a believer in the paranormal, and you’d be right. My father believed in what many now call New Age or metaphysics, long before Shirley Maclaine came along and popularized it. He was also an avid reader who read many books about Edgar Cayce, as well as books about reincarnation, psychic phenomena and so forth, and he shared his books with me. But please, don’t think for a moment that my dad was some eccentric New Age woo-woo. He was, in fact, a successful businessman and a well respected man in the community. In fact, my dad probably knew The Secret long before Rhonda Byrne came along and wrote her book about it.
I’m also a bit of a skeptic. Skepticism isn’t about staunchly not believing in something–that would actually be cynicism. Skepticism is simply not taking things at face value and wanting see some evidence to back it up.
A little bit of skepticism is healthy, whether it be about the paranormal or the latest miracle product being touted on a late-night television infomercial. It’s good to question things and dig below the surface. That’s why I’ve debunked some of my own photos, and have offered other possible explanations on others. It’s up to you, the reader, to draw your own conclusions.
The one thing I am certain of is this: There is far more to this world than what we can perceive with our five senses. I base this knowledge on my own life experiences, but of course, I can’t prove that. Some things are simply a matter of faith.