Posts Tagged ‘Energy’

Synchronicities, Part II: Dreams

Posted on Sunday, September 15th, 2013

BurgundySubaruI’ve been asking the universe for a new car to replace my aging, standard shift, Subaru. In a dream, I was given a burgundy Subaru Outback with automatic shift and 11,000 by my mother. In waking life, I was given a car to use for work—it was a burgundy Subaru Outback with automatic shift (but a little bit more than 11,000 miles). Close, but no cigar; at least, not yet. 🙂

Potluck gathering as sacred geometry

Posted on Sunday, August 26th, 2012

Last night I was at a potluck dinner where I began knowing only a couple other people. As is my tendency, I gravitated to a corner from which I could talk with the person on either side, or sit back and just listen to other conversations, or watch the proceedings, which is what I did, but this time with different eyes. At first I simply took delight in all of our surface differences the tattoos, hairdos, clothes, ages, levels of engagement with each other. Then, given our differences, I wondered about what drew each of us to this gathering, not just on a social level, but on the underlying level(s) – those of energy, geometry, gravity. I began to “feel into” the energy of the group, and found a cohesion there, even as people moved toward, and away from, the center(s). And, as I began to move towards “separating” myself from the group, I wondered what would happen to the feel of the group as I did that. When I look back on it now, I imagine a large bubble of water, from which a single drop emerges, and the bubble reforms, slightly smaller, but still with an attraction for the individual water drop, now forever connected and transformed by, energetically, that bubble. I am now more likely to reconnect with that group than I was to go there in the first place. These people are now part of my memory – the boy with curls just like his sister’s at that age, the man with empty holes in his earlobes, the teenage girl sitting on her mother’s lap. And beneath that, circles within circles; spirals; spheres. What will happen when we all see the entire universe this way?

The Cat Who Thinks He’s a Dog

Posted on Friday, January 13th, 2012

I’ve been taking Trip outside on a leash (he’s too small and impulsive to let him go alone), and he acts like a Jack Russell terrier — leaping and straining against the leash, and pulling me along to a path in the underbrush where I have seen rabbits run. A far cry from the meditative walk I used to take in the labyrinth with other cats, primarily Willow. (See picture.) But I absolutely love Trip’s enthusiasm and energy, and use it as a reminder to engage that energy in myself whenever possible.

A Magical New Year Begins

Posted on Sunday, January 1st, 2012

Truth be told, this story begins back before Thanksgiving, when my indoor/outcoor cat companion Clive (a very large tabby) went missing. Around that time I had two dreams: I was clearing out a tunnel system which allowed two former black cat companions (Castor and Pollux) to go in and out without me opening a door for them; I was about to leave my house and heard a noise which, when I opened the closet door, turned out to be an emaciated cat who was a different color than Clive.

Eventually I determined that Clive had passed into the spirit realm, and I began my grieving process. I also knew that I would look for another cat, perhaps a reincarnated Clive, very soon. It began to be imperative when my house became overrun by mice. I looked at one shelter and found a cat who was nearly the spitting image of Clive. This cat, named Boogie, came immediately to me the first two times I went to visit, but did not budge on the third visit, and I left him there.
On New Year’s Eve, I got the message from a friend that the Asheville Humane Society was running a special on adoptions—$12. I had about 2 hours to get there before they closed.
Once again there was a cat who looked almost exactly like Clive, but he was unhappy and wouldn’t greet me. Given the lateness of my arrival, most of the cats had already been adopted, and it took several turns through the shelter before I really noticed Trip—the spitting image of my two black cats, Castor and Pollux. And, at age 4 months, he seems very small and emaciated compared to Clive. My two dreams were being played out before my eyes.
Those dreams, his color (my favorite), and his name, all led me to decide to bring him home with me.
It’s quite a change to have kitten energy in the house again after about twenty years with adults. He is lively, playful, energetic, enthusiastic—a true delight; just the kind of Trip I want to be on myself in this new year. And he seems to be quite happy to be a part of it.

An Energy Economy

Posted on Monday, January 10th, 2011

In my attempts to dream up a vision for a new world economuy (sans money, but based on energy) in which everyone has everything they need and desire, for some reason I thought of electrons flowing in a battery. I did some research and re-discovered that electron charges move from the positive (surplus) side of the battery to the negative (deficiency) side. What a perfect description for a well-functioning economy: those who have a surplus of something distribute it to those who have a deficiency. Farmers likely have a surplus of food, but a deficiency of art; herbalists have a surplus of tonics, but a deficiency of computer savvy; dancers have a surplus of kinetic energy to share, but may be deficient in housing. Of course, the list goes on, and involves the concept of paying it forward, because very few exchanges will be between the same two people.

See: http://www.thisamericanlife.org/radio-archives/episode/423/the-invention-of-money for more about the fiction of money.