Yesterday’s post took you to a personal story, which in turn radiated into an extended meditation, on the subtle and blatant interstices of psychological, cultural, and philosophical ramifications of the mysterious phenomena of death and dying.
Here it is again. I do hope you sit down for a time and read it!
https://annkreilkamp.net/2023/02/01/the-experiment-or-back-when-i-was-dying/
It’s more and more clear that we are inside of a critical period of time that Clif High identified as The Big Ugly, the acceleration of which, he intoned, in several audio offerings yesterday —
— begins today, February 2.
February 1-2 (sunset through sunset) also just happens to be Imbolc, honoring the ancient pagan celebration of the point midway between Winter Solstice and Spring Equinox.
The quiescence of winter is already beginning to stir. Which makes fiery people like me, glad, even impatient! With Sun, Ascendant, and Mars in fiery Sagittarius, I cannot help but reach for the budding of spring.
Which makes it no coincidence, I think, that I happened to recover an old piece of paper recently and plopped it right back on my desktop (my real desktop), where it used to sit and has always belonged. Who was the author? When did I write these incredibly profound words down? At least 30 years ago, maybe longer. I’ve been pondering them ever since.
You might say that impatience is what keeps us mesmerized by 3D, embroiled in chains of causation that we, ourselves, without realizing it, simply by our attitude, initiate!
If you have trouble reading my now faded writing, here it is:
”And you? My teacher looked up, his left eyebrow arched, pencil poised. 'I want to do a paper on the concept of time.’” I mumbled, timidly. 'Time?' He sniffed. “I wouldn’t touch the subject. Too difficult.” — AK, 1967
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Good one!
Last month I had a dream with no visual component to it, really just an authoritative voice that firmly stated,” The people will no longer tolerate time and space”. I have been noticing some things that connect to the statement ever since being on the lookout for clues about this voice. Note to add: l don’t ever hear voices tell me anything in my dreams up until this, it’s odd.
I don’t know how your note relates but, it’s very interesting from the perspective of the voice.
Yes! When we live in the matrix of time and space, we can’t see or enter dimensions beyond it. Wonderful, the synchronicity between your voice and my recovered note. Whew! Thanks!