Good Morning From The Not So Haunted Hotel…

When he was young our son would say, “We should live in a hotel some day. I think it would be fun.” You can make statements like that to a set of bohemian parents without it being way out of the rhythm of day to day normalcies. We didn’t realize what a magician he was at the thyme and his power to manifest situations. I think I finally had that realization the first thyme we went to Japan. We literally accidentally stumbled upon a secluded garden near Mount Fuji. I found a tree to rest beneath, and was struck when I discovered him creating a sigil on the ground with a glorious fallen Japanese tree branch. He was the reason we were in Japan. I would have chosen Ireland. But it was years before Japan when he had the thought of living in a hotel. It probably didn’t inhibit his notion whilst his mom silently agreeing in the back of her mind, yes, living in a hotel could be fun. When we found this place in cyber space we didn’t realize that it was a hotel. The pictures captivated us straight away. Historic beaux arts architecture from the late 1920’s by Joseph Finger from Austria. He imagined & created most of the Art Deco hotels & buildings in Downtown Houston, including our City Hall. Talk about magicians – I greatly enjoy seeing his beautiful handiwork and mind powers at play that live on to this very day every thyme we take a stroll up the streets of downtown. We live on the 17th floor on what is considered a mini penthouse suite. It is a happily haunted haven. I feel like most of the previous hotel guests who have left their imprints behind, were caught up in the swanky sights and the charm of this beautiful beaux arts boutique ┬áhotel. That is the haunt that has been left behind. It feels really good. It feels like home. And I am someone who is very aware of the fact that home is not a physical place. It is a feeling.