Many beliefs and explanations are melting away and I
feel myself reaching for something to ‘hang my hat on’ and so getting used to
this is very perplexing. Everything has this unreal- ness about it, it really
is dream like, having no real life and therefore what is the sense of hanging onto
dreams, they have no real substance.
Dreams are temporary and trying to ‘catch’ them and make them solid as a
reality will only in time and with death fade away or reincarnate with one as
unfinished business and frustrated desire.
Mentally and physically I am quite clumsy as my
new mind set does not match the reality I am experiencing. What are these objects? I get quite angry as they pull me back to the old patterns. These used to be precious and useful and now they are mere commodities that are expedient for
the time. It all seems like a game, like
a TV or other experiences they are ships that pass in the night.
I feel out of sink, out of alignment with the new
energy's even world events are speeding up and some of the things are surreal,
chaotic and downright ludicrous. Of course my old belief system is pulling me
back even for the sake of making it rational and an explanation in order to
feel safe; it must be I am gong mad, the
harbinger of a systemic disease, of course the saboteur will zap me soon. Bad luck is stalking me and so on.
I am looking around for something and there is
nothing there, where has it all gone. I am dizzy and disorientated and I'm spaced out and have balance issues. I am
in a different time zone and of course my joints and bones will respond, they ache at times and seem 'disjointed'along with fatigue and muscle soreness, disrupted sleep patterns and really strange dreams as the unconscious vainly tries to comprehend the emptiness, the egos worst nightmare. This
is very much a symptom of consciousness changes and the ingress of the Cosmic
new order frequencies.
I get annoyed when I am clumsy because of the view
I have now they do not fit the importance and relative usefulness they had
before. These things are where they were
before but my consciousness does not relate to them as before, they are out of
phase and therefore slightly out of alignment. The values of life at this
particular period in my life are not so important, there is more space, lack of
thinking and the internal dialogue is not so virulent and so more quiet and noise is more
noticeable.
The material value of things is getting less and
less and the peace and tranquillity with the surety is more accentuated at
present. Gradually the world of materialism
is fading and preparing me for the ultimate letting go and clearing of the slate
and onto a new venture somewhere else.
SHACK
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