Time Lapse Abbreviated version.

I had had a psychic experience long before Tom passed away that completely rocked my skeptical, scientific mindset. After this event, which I could not explain in any terms I’d previously thought about, I began a serious inquiry into paranormal events of every kind.

I call the experience that I had ‘time lapse.’

Our Road to Hollywood had led nowhere. Tom had an offer to learn to direct on a soap opera, so we were moving back to the East Coast. We were on a very tight budget and had no money to buy a house. We’d have to rent, but neither of us had jobs lined up. Also, we had a son who needed a decent school district.

During this time of stress and heartache, I was chosen to fly back east to look for a place to live in Northern New Jersey, because I’d been raised there. We had truly entered the twilight zone of life, where nothing works and sheer luck is your only strategy.

In a very distracted state of mind, Tom put me on a plan to head back east. I boarded the flight and chose a window sea. The plane hurtled down the runway and soared into the wild blue. It was late summer, and we flew over the vast, parched desert of the southwestern United States. Tom had a script he’d written called ‘Desert Heat’ that he’d shopped around with no success. And we’d both forgotten about.

After all the worry and stress about our future, the enforced inactivity of this long plane ride was curiously relaxing, and my mind wandered. Suddenly, as I stared out the window, watching the barren desert slip by, I KNEW that Desert Heart would be made into a movie. It’s not that I saw the movie in my mind, or that I heard a voice telling me it would be a movie, but as I gazed pensively at the aerial view of the desert, somehow, with absolute certainly, I knew Desert Heat would be a movie.

It was a knowing that simply popped into my disengaged mind. Nothing like this had ever happened to me before. It was so strange that I really didn’t know what to make of it. But I knew it was a fact as surely as I knew that two and two make four.

This happened back during the mid-nineteen nineties. They psychic true life shows Sensing Murder and Medium wouldn’t hit the television airwaves for another decade. I hadn’t the faintest idea of why this had popped into my head and had never heard of precognition. Later, when I called Tom, I mentioned my strange knowing. We never told anyone else because neither of us believed it.

But several years later, while living in New Jersey, with Hollywood reduced to a very distant planet on the other side of the universe, the phone rang. Jean Claude Van Damme liked the Desert Heat script, and a producer wanted to negotiate a deal.

Thunderstruck, this piece of good luck had come out of the blue. Selling a screenplay in Hollywood is always a miracle, yet Tom’s script was sold, and even more miraculous, got made.

Somewhere along in all the excitement and work, Tom suddenly reminded me of my airplane prediction. Then it all came back to me, that strange knowing which had popped into my head on the airplane. How odd, how very odd. Alright, more than odd. We visited the set up on the high desert and saw the movie being made, just like I knew it would be…several years ago.

This really stumped me because I knew for a fact that it was impossible. I majored in Biology. I knew how science worked. There is no possible way the future can be known. When you consider all the variables involved in some future prediction coming true, it’s laughable to think anyone could know the future. And yet, I knew a future event. I was simply staggered by that fact.

After much research, I was forced to conclude that there was no scientific explanation for the future popping into your brain. That was how I began my journey to learning all I could about every kind of psychic and paranormal event. I was still very skeptical, but it was obvious that the world didn’t work the way I thought it had. Or rather, that science only explained part of how the world worked. Scary, scary stuff. What the heck was going on?



I’ll discuss the implications of all this later, but after reading and watching everything I could about spiritual, psychic, and paranormal events, when Tom passed over, it was like my psychic spiritual channels were wide open.