Hi there! Been a while, so let me tell you about the date above. 11-12-ish the night before, I go to bed. I always have trouble sleeping on Sunday night. Anyway, this leads to about 4 hours of sleep before I get up for work. Wake up feeling not so very well. Do my best morning routine, Epsom salt bath combined with prayer and a somewhere short meditation with crystal (s). The morning subject of this ramble, it is Amethyst while wearing a Auralite 23 bracelet, for those who might be interested. This seems to result in a feeling that I sometimes get, that is being stuck between this experience one could call everyday reality or dimention, and an unknown upper or lower one. That is, I don’t feel quite at home. My brain is working it’s usual overdrive, while physically I am on autopilot. This, later in the morning results in a fall, landing mostly on my “new” knee. It also shifts my conscience to a more aware, albeit painful state. Before, I didn’t get much sensation with movement, but felt like I was in a cotton see through bubble. Now, walking isn’t painful, getting in and out of the car and traveling steps in either direction, well… I contact my boss and surgeon just to be safe, trying to be a grown up human being.

But my spiritual connection is pushed up a level or two. I love it when that happens. So much better than the semi-usual Buddha’s first noble truth and wrestling against that all day and night confrontation.

Parts of my spiritual thingy is associated with music and I, as a result, experience being comfortable where and when I find myself. Funny, an owner of an establishment I visit recently gave me a short lecture on how the volume of my tunes gives him issues. Mainly, that he, and some of his staff can’t work (for the 2-3 minutes I’m there) because of the noise. I politely listen with a rotating “F U” & “That seems more like an issue to be brought up with whomever built your walls” spinning in my head… It’s always something, right?

Backing up to where I left off, participation in the state I’ve found myself in leaves me unconcerned with problematic entities involved in daily life and a better relationship with my brother/sister shareholders of our planet.

If you can, you might want to suspend your beliefs for this next experience. I’m walking into a place that has automatic sliding glass doors, checking out the butt of a young lady walking away from me in her reflection. (I know, but I am only human) Then as the door moves, her image is replaced spatially exactly with another young lady walking away from me inside. Things like this that you have to be in exactly the right place at the right time don’t strike me as coincidence, but (pun unintentional) proof that, like it or not, I’m right where I’m s’posed to be.

The day goes on, I show people who’ve kept asking for pictures of the puppy, some that are on my phone. Leg hurts more and more & eventually acceptance with my fellow, assumed human drivers slams into the idiocy wall. It irritates me that it irritates me. I even went as far as to put down the window and scream “What the fuck is wrong with you!?!” at some female co occupant of the road, not once but twice. In my defense, she had, in very heavy traffic, cut me off three times, close enough to set off my car’s obstacle light. She had kids in the car, double or tripling the moronic level. That just flipped the switch. The rest of the day is pretty much “normal” except that I finished late. Then comes along the nessitated hour+ long drive back. It confronted reality that the knee started feeling better on the way. I unloaded, then went home, knee cooperating the whole time. Guess I have to credit prayers/divine intervention, crystals and arnica/eucalyptus/emu oil for that minor miracle.