And we all fuzzed into one “field of gold light” in the middle, and I got this great rushing all through my body, and especially in my jaws and cheekbones (that’s new).
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It looked like some kind of technology that was perhaps the “power/propulsion” part of a starship — and I sensed this was from “a bit to the left side” of the original whatever. Perhaps the huge is what gave it that starship vibe, or maybe that’s symbol. (Technically, we are starships, our bodies, although I didn’t think of this until about halfway through.)
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“You are an Aeon of the Universe, as another told me, is that right?” I asked him. He nodded yes. “So… you contain… vastly, infinitely more than this tiny facet of concept we call ‘indolence,’ right?” I continued. He agreed. “So you have what I would consider positive and negative, male and female, throughout you in impossible measure for me, is that right?” I pressed, and he agreed. I thought to myself, maybe that is why it doesn’t matter a lot whether a card seems positive or negative. Because the card, the ‘nametag of the Aeon’ for us, is really just a doorway into a vast energy.
Today I pulled up the post I’d put a card in and then closed and ignored for some time now, and realized: debauch. Oh my gosh — yes. Decadence and corruption — that’s the energy I’ve had open in my ‘focus’ during this time. When am I gonna learn that the minute I ‘open a card to begin’ its energy will be ever-present??
…when I realized: Wait. The train car, and this truck — these are sort of containers we are in. Is that right? A dynamic of cups? They agree and I feel glad I’ve gotten aware of this. One of them says, “We will have a third ‘open container’ coming up here, it will be on water.” I said, “Oh!” and then I realized, “Is it me that’s making this road take forever?” They all said “Yes!” and laughed…
A tarot card fluttered out and fell in front of me. I considered it a sign. It was Ace of Swords.
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Of course even though that obviously has some relationship to the symbolism I constantly get with the Four, still, I don’t really know how this will relate to me (living as a muggle in nowhere Oklahoma) but ok sure, why not.
This is presence. This must be what they mean by being fully “here, now.”
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Things I should have blogged previously, and a health update.
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For the first time ever I hugged Senior and Queen. They didn’t have the offputting, wait while I fall on my face in awe of your glory effect on me they usually do. The last few times I have run into the four it’s been like that. Senior suggested my perspective has changed so I am just not getting hit with it now.
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The last guide I saw and heard clearly — but it was in a meditation — was Brin. And I spontaneously chose to ‘release’ him though I don’t know why, and that was … gosh. I’m guessing a decade ago.
I don’t know why but I had several dreams, and a big-waking-moment I described previously, related to so-called end-times while I was in the rehabilitation center after my open heart surgery. I wonder if the trauma to the heart chakra is related somehow because at least intellectually I was really not thinking about that stuff.
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