I feel another change coming on, but I don’t know what. Something to do with communication. That’s why I’ve been having trouble writing lately. I want to say more than the words that come out. My feelings are more complex than the words that I have available on the surface of my mind. I guess I’d like to reach into myself to find the richness and sophistication that I know is there. It’s like the world in the creation myths that is waiting to be formed from the pregnant mud.
Last night I had a wonderful experience. I lit a candle, which was almost at the end of its wick in the crystal holder. I put the Liz Storey tape on and listeded to “Unaccountable Effect”. At the same time I was in communication with my Jesus (probably not the historical Jesus, but my “spiritual guide”). I had some difficulty getting the candle lit, and when I did, it grew dimmer and dimmer, and I prayed that it would stay lit. The light was so dim and buried in the crystal, but emitted a unique glow with a purple aura. I took my time enjoying attuning to it, then when I finished I said in my mind, “I don’t need that anymore,” and, almost magically, the candle put itself out. I know it doesn’t sound like much as I write this, but I felt in touch with something sublimely spiritual. I don’t know how to explain it fully.
