How the shrine looks like as of Christmas Eve, 2016.

Thursday, December 22, 2016

Tonight my sister Sylvia ordered a copy of The Thai Occult by Jenx for me, all the way from Sydney. I hope she got herself a copy as well, because it has a section on kuman thong.

I also hope she got me a Ghost Edition.

The granddaughters and J. went to Pampanga to visit Ivy's grave. I was home alone and able to do a lot of work on the ground floor: disposed of an old computer table and moved my elder son Nelson's old study table in its place, did some cleaning, and moved a hanging file on wheels and a stack of papers to the writing room.

This morning Mongkut and Channarong indicated to me that the banishing candles I've been lighting on my writing desk should actually be lit on the floor of the small loggia, outside.

Z. arrived in the evening to deliver the shekere covered with pink and silver beads, denoting the warrior goddess. It is my tenth shekere and I value them. 

I cannot help but consider the small disasters that have been occurring, though. Yesterday the clear-glass, feng shui diamond fell and broke in two pieces while I was switching lamps; when I picked up the pieces a sharp edge cut through my finger and I bled a lot. Today, while Renel and I were moving the study table into my bedroom, the statuette of O. and two fancy pendants fell and broke on the floor. The message seems to be for me to dispose of unused and broken items.

This evening Jaymark also sent me a Messenger message saying that he would come and pick up his clothes--their shanty is scheduled to be demolished and his family is moving to a faraway place. I am taking this as a sign that the boy-spirit in Mongkut has moved on, and will soon be replaced by another. (My, that was fast, like three months!)

In the meantime more Russians are signing up to my account.

Yesterday and today, more friends from Russia, Ukraine, and Georgia.

Typical candy offerings. I buy them at D.'s store. The chocolate coins, though, were tucked in by W. when he shipped Mongkut to me.

More friends from Russia, Ukraine, and Armenia.

Channarong is the spirit of a little Russian boy. He likes it here because of the food and things to play with. After he moves on, another little Russian boy will take his place.

Over the past three days approximately 200 friends were Added to my facebook account, and my blog readership also increased. They are mostly from Russia and Ukraine, two places I have previously found difficulty obtaining friends from. Wondering if this is connected in any way to the arrival of Channarong and, if so, what it means.

Second day of construction work in the studio.

Bought two little bags of candies for Mongkut and Channarong.

I have been lighting joss sticks faithfully in the morning and in the evening, not only at the kuman thong shrine but at our Chinese altar and our ancestral altar as well.

Jaymark bought himself some candies at D.'s store this evening.

I neglected to buy some for Mongkut and Channarong, but will make it a point to do so tomorrow.

Construction commenced today. M. and two workers arrived. We cleared the studio of furniture, easels, canvas stash, and other stuff. A third of the studio will be converted to dormitory space for M.'s cafe's waiters and staff members, who work in two shifts.

The delivery of materials came very late in the afternoon, and so, not much work was done.

Our house changes its configuration at least once a year. It renews and changes the flow of energy within and without--and actually prevents astral visitors from finding their way around and becoming too familiar with the place.

Yesterday, Monday, there were two special things that Mongkut and Channarong did for me.

Last night Jaymark sent me a Messenger message saying that he would be staying in beginning today. He arrived at noon today with a plastic bag containing his clothes. I have a suspicion that he cannot get along well with his stepfather, whom he once referred to as abusive.

Tonight I said good night to two kuman thong instead of one.

Now that Channarong is part of our family, I feel safer whenever my children and grandchildren are out and not yet home.

Lit joss sticks in the early afternoon and in the evening.

Waiting for A. to deliver the Enterbay 1/4 Way of the Dragon Bruce Lee action figure. Quite strange. After Mongkut arrived, A. delivered the Enterbay 75th Anniversary 1/6 Game of Death Bruce Lee action figure.

There must be a connection between B.L. figures and the kuman thong figures.

This afternoon Cerefina was lying peacefully at the foot of the shrine, as she did the day Mongkut arrived.

Jaymark reported for work a little past noon today, a Saturday. Possibly a sign that Channarong is coming today.

Channarong arrived, indeed, 2:00 PM. Introduced him to Mongkut and enshrined him beside Mongkut. Quite a miracle--Channarong fits inside the glass cabinet--I don't have to enshrine him separately after all. Gave him his own pair of Chinese parent-guardians. Freshened the water at both the kuman thong shrine and the ancestral altar.

Gave Channarong a dwarf coconut token and a crystal ball.

We now have a warrior son!

This afternoon I had a fruit soda at D.'s and bought Mongkut a bag of assorted candies.