Echo

I am far too delicate a spirit to be put in rough hands.
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old man with beard staring at me. I turn around. From behind…

My god. You’re so beautiful.

I turn back around. Look into his pale blue eyes.

Thank you.

He holds my gaze for a really long time, then shuffles away, shaking his head.

“Golly. Where did I go wrong in life.”
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He said 9 is the peacemaker, the bridge people. always trying to build bridges, be the diplomat, make peace, connect people, things, ideas. Do gooders.

I laughed. Thought about all the talking I do about building bridges.

Yes, I said.

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I told him people keep saying, “Hola” to me on the street. I get mistaken for Hispanic.

He said he would approach me with a “How” or something. Like a Lewis and Clark expedition, he would see me as someone he gets when he meets a tribe and asks for their best translator, and I step up and he says, “Oh yeah. She’s coming with us. She’s gonna be there for the WHOLE journey.”

Funny. He saw me as Native-American.

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reality as we believe it is a machination of temporary suspension. when you wake, the circumference of the world is swallowed in a dream, and now you are someone else. But perhaps that someone else is more you than you used to be, in your life before it was dream.

Interesting article on assisted suicide in Switzerland. Particularly the quote about how people don’t say they want to die, but that they don’t want to live THIS life any more. The perspective of the dying says much about the true nature of living. There’s living, and then there’s living in THIS life. To me, the distinction is between an entity with consciousness and a temporary state.

for the forest wanderer it is the silence that awakens the trees,
when voices become too distant to bear.

a conceptual epitome

never compete for who can ache harder with someone who’s determined to win.

sometimes it is through darkness that we present light.

When random things synchronize in my life, I follow them through. Worked with a new trainer in Seattle, and I remember when he first sent an email, I experienced a strange time loop, where I didn’t know who it was from, but I knew that I had gotten an email from this address before. Except I hadn’t. It was experiencing the future as the past. I noticed he had a quote in his signature from Antoine de Saint Exupery, author of The Little Prince, from a book that had been sitting on my kitchen counter for weeks, but which I couldn’t compel myself to put away. I took this as a sign it was time to read the book.

People know I have an extensive database of natal charts–both people I know and those I am intrigued with (ie writers, actors, thinkers). The information helps me have a point of reference for understanding people and their inner workings, a way to give me a foundation to optimize my intuition when relating to people. I have worked with these symbols for so long, I have built an intimate and deeply personal relationship with them, same as a reader and their deck of tarot cards. I like to look up people’s information, then let it seep into me, so that when I interact with them, I am more able to understand their layers and polarities of personality, wants and needs, because in a way, having seen their symbols, I can now feel for them, have a better intuition for working with the holistic experience of them, and bringing out the highest potential of interaction. It is definitely not an analytical, thinking process anymore. It is definitely a background program that presents itself on a deep feeling level that takes place multi-dimensionally, tapping in.

I was intrigued by the syncs that occurred with his entrance into my life, parallels between his experience of leaping and mine, his spiritual journey and mine. In searching for his birthday to help me find a point of reference, I found his blog which is very well-written and reveals a fertile and intuitive being. I appreciate the questions he poses.

Blog here.

I’ve always noticed that I’m good at finding things, especially when they are meant to be found (incidentally, his blog even provided his time of birth, which allowed me to pull up an accurate chart, which was much appreciated). I understand some of the parallels. First of all, like me, and like Antoine de Saint Exupery, he’s a 9. The path of the prophet. Finding his writing inspires me. I hope he continues to ask these questions, to put his thoughts and ponderings out into the world. He has a pertinent voice.