Thank you for waiting. I didn't know you were listening.
For those of you who have not seen my flickr page--a small bird died on my bookshelf I don't know when. My mother was visiting, the bird perched horizontally clutching pages of a misshelved book surprised me, low bookshelf, it must have thought it was standing upright, it was very all the way dead, more than a few days dead, when we took it out. We buried it on Grand Avenue in front of my apartment building. My mother said to absorb negative energies I could put an egg into each corner of the room for 24 hours, after which time I would have to collect the eggs and take them somewhere far away to bury them. The feng shui book said to absorb negative energies use fresh clean sea salt in all the corners for 24 hours, and then take the salt to the ocean, or if living inland then flushing the salt down the toilet was okay. The salt in the corners of the room [and around the bed and in the bookshelf] kept me awake all night, and the next night I slept 9 hours. The little bird must have been frightened and confused, it lost its way. My desire for salt absorbing the negative energetics gone stagnant in the low corners of my apartment and the death of this bird are in no way equated. It's just an accident that looks like a terrible magic. I think the salt did something though. I feel better, the apartment seems better. The part of the bookcase where the bird died is the same, however.
