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Buzzing
I am underground.
IT is the Longest Night of the Year.
I am gratefully feeling composed
and in touch with my capacity to
Plant my own Seed Dreams
Date: 12/22/2006 6:52:12 AM ( 18 y ) ... viewed 1110 times 4:39 AM
December 22, 06
"Do kindness beyond reason.
Defy terror with beauty.
Combat darkness with infinite light."
The Lubavitcher Rebbe, z'tl"
I am very much in the Winter Solstice energy.
Went to bed somewhere between 10 and midnight.
Woke up and looked at the clock at around 2:30 AM.
Got out of bed at 4:04 AM
one minute after my birth
November 19, 1947
City of the Angels
4:03 AM
Buzzing.
I am Buzzing.
Had one hand on my heart,
and the other on the generative when I awoke.
Doing some kind of Self-Healing.
Opening my eyes and seeing the Lights,
millions of little lights. Inspirations of
little seeds are moving through my head.
Putting on my yellow winter robe,
my white warm winter hat,
and turned on the space heater
to take the chill out of the room.
Some difficulty getting into Curezone
at first. Link would not work. Haven't had
that happen in a long time. Puts me in touch
with some terror, the thought that my Open Journal
is Trusted in the hands of the Internet.
Not sure how much juice I have now.
Been tired the last two days.
Haven't recovered from the Kaballah Conference.
Left a message for Twin Soul/Best Friend yesterday
sometime while still light out. Gave a Blessing and
wished us both clarity. Wishing her the fulfillment of
all that is in her Heart of Hearts. She was expressing
that she was in confusion a lot when we talked Wendesday,
and I felt confusion after myself.
Wanted to take a Time Out last night
rather than seek comfort outside myself
so I rushed around the house cleaning up and
putting away things from two lovely visitors,
look out the Trash, planted a Job's Tears,
and sat and meditated in front of a baby Ceramoya tree
that has decided to grow in a most unlikely place
right outside the kitchen.
I decided to sit down.
Lots of calm came in. Felt good to come out
of confusion and tend my inner strength.
I was definitely underground laying in bed
before I got out of bed. I could feel it,
underneath the Earth, just like Yakov was saying
about the seeds we planted at the Kabballah Conference
closing.
things I want to write about now:
My Evaporating Camera
The Visitors
Upload one photo of the sweet Black Hat Rabbi
who kissed me.
Then back to bed, maybe sooner.
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