Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Tonight I was shopping in the mall, and walked into a very small bookstore. On the small cart in the front of the store, where they put their "bargain books", was the book I was going to buy online.
Now, this would not seem like synchronicity to some of you, because, it's a book store, right? And, of course they're going to have books. But, this book was written in 1970, the book store is a very small book store, and it was on the little cart in the front of the store for every one to see.
Whether or not it is really synchronicity doesn't matter. What matters is how I felt, and, it made me feel wonderful. It was like, "Hello Universe. You and I have been running into each other a lot lately." Electricity surged through my body. I think that even the hair stood up on the back of my neck. I was charged, just like I always am when two seemingly unrelated events are connected. Thank you, World.
Oh, and yes, I bought the book. It was only $5.99. Hardback, too.
Is it possible that what I'm going through is called Kundalini?
If anyone else out there understands this, or is going through this. Say something. Am I all alone in being alone? I've been going it alone for a while now, maybe a few words from someone who understands would be a good thing to have right now.
On with the show. I was talking about links, but then I got side-tracked. I really need to join that del.icio.us thing, so that I can have a place to keep all my links, because I can predict that the links on the right side of the blog will soon become unruly.
Here are some links that I have bumped into today that I think I like and just might continue to visit in the future. I may put them in my links list at a future date, when I am sure I will visit regularly. I'll update these as the day goes on.
http://r.kolewe.net/ - A Way A Lone A Last A Loved A Long
I post the link above even though parts of it might be too painful to read for reasons I will keep private. Let's just say that the similarities in that blog with things that have happened in my life are uncanny, but, it's not the author's fault for that. Still, I'll read it because it can be enjoyable at the same time. Not all memories are bad.
http://eskesthai.blogspot.com/index.html - Dialogos of Eide
And now this next, which I think most appropriate, because, my reality has seriously been shifting lately. It's all happening so fast, though. It's a little frightening. However, I want to embrace it. http://realityshifters.com/
It seems necessary at this point in my life that I should read some Carl Jung. http://realityshifters.com/pages/articles/synchronicity.html (Take special note of the detail about the woman who dreamed about the scarab!)
I feel that what I am experiencing lately may be a heightened state of awareness. What I need to learn to do, is to control it, to bring it into focus. Right now it is all so chaotic, it is like the universe is slapping me in the face continuously, trying to get me to wake-up, but what I want to do, is let the universe know that yes, I get it, I'm awake now. How can I control this? I know there are others out there who have gone through this. What should I call it? Is it enlightenment? Awakening? For those who would care for a good laugh, I thought I already was enlightened. I thought that I had become enlightened only a month or so ago. I gave up my search for a spiritual teacher because it seemed I was learning what I needed to learn on my own, through the help of the universe. Maybe that's the way it needs to be done.
What I have discovered, finally, is that everything is connected. I've discovered it on my own. I have read it many times before that everything is connected, but I have never felt it. Maybe for a brief moment in a religions of the east course in college, but now I'm not just feeling it, I'm understanding it. Everything is starting to fall into place. If everything is connected, wouldn't that mean that everything is therefore part of one larger thing? Didn't someone once say, "The whole is greater than the sum of its parts"?
When all this settles down, I'll probably delete this post. I'm sure in a few months' time, it will all seem like madness anyway. Who knows, maybe that is what it is.
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Yesterday, I was driving home from work. I was behind an SUV that had two decals on its rear window. One said, "I love my shi tzu." The other said, "I love my bull terrier." I thought about the joke I heard a couple years ago, "What do you get when you mix a shi tzu with a bulldog? Bullshit." Today, my college-buddy and good friend sent me an email. The email said, "If you mated a bulldog with a shitzu, would it be called bullshit?"
My husband stayed home sick from work today. At around 10:55am I start reading a blog post on the internet about escapes from Alcatraz. At approximately 11:05 I call my husband. In fact, the page about Alcatraz is still on my monitor. I am glancing at it several times during the beginning of our phone conversation. The usual chat occurs on the phone, "Hi Honey, how 'ya doin'", etc. He asks me, "What are you doin'?" I reply, "Oh, I'm in the middle of reading an article on the internet about these prisoners who escaped from Alcatraz." His voice gets excited, because he knows I love synchronicity. He says, "OOooooh, synchronicity!!" I reply, "What are you talking about?" My pulse quickens. I prepare myself for what he is about to say. "The t.v. is on right now and it's on the Discovery Times Channel. It's a show about the escapes from Alcatraz." My palms begin to sweat. I let him have it, "Don't tease me like that. It's not nice. You know how I get when stuff like this happens." He says, "I'm not teasing. It's really on."
Here is the article I was in the middle of reading when I decided to call my husband to ask him how he was feeling: http://www.damninteresting.com/?p=806#more-806
Here is the listing for the television show that was on during our conversation: http://times.discovery.com/tvlistings/episode.jsp?episode=3&cpi=30368&gid=0&channel=DTC
In the morning of a day last week, I was reading an article on The Washington Post's website about a group of people who believe the government is controlling their minds. They think that the government has developed weapons that can send voices into their heads. That same day, I went to speak to someone down the hall. I looked on his desk. He was reading a book called The Seventh Sense.
Here is the article I was reading: http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/01/10/AR2007011001399.html
Here is the book that was on P.'s desk: http://www.amazon.com/Seventh-Sense-Secrets-Viewing-Military/dp/0743462688/sr=8-1/qid=1172586510/ref=pd_bbs_1/105-4873471-5884416?ie=UTF8&s=books
Monday, February 26, 2007
As if suffering from synchro-paranoia wasn't bad enough, I also have lately had an overwhelming sense of intelligence. Starting about two weeks ago, I've had intense insights pouring into my brain, as if suddenly I was charged to the maximum with new knowledge. I feel more intelligent than I've ever felt.
I can't keep calling others "schizophrenic". I can't keep denying it or ignoring it. If anything, I'll just have fun with it. In the meantime, I welcome all your stories of synchronicity and any information on sychnronicities that you may have for me. Not that this blog gets hundreds of hits a day. In fact, it's unlikely that I'll get five hits in two weeks. Not too many people know about this blog, and besides, there aren't that many posts here yet, at least, not enough posts to keep people interested. This is like a book, and a book requires character development. To you, I am a stranger. Who's interested in reading about a stranger? Hopefully, as time goes on, and I have posted more, you will be more interested in following along and just possibly, you will interact with me.
http://members.cox.net/stegokitty/dsotr_pages/the_setup.htm - Dark Side of the Moon syncs with The Wizard of Oz. I'll have to try this before reading the page.
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
On to the dream....
I'm chosen from my dream high-school to be the lead singer in a musical show we are doing. I have to go to a store in the school to buy t-shirts to give and/or sell to all the crew and public, I'm not sure if it's buying or selling, all I know is I am acquring the shirts. I have to "design" the shirt, and I create it such that it is like a red and white tie-dye. The red isn't a perfect red, maybe more like a shade of rose. I also pick out red lettering. The red of the letters clashes with the rose red color of the dye spots.
I also go to a store that sells blank cassette tapes, as I have to make copies of the music we're doing in the show. I converse with the store employee over which is the best brand and price.
Later I go to a store that sells books. It is a high-school book store, so all the titles are for that age group. One book that I remember seeing is called "Doves". It's a book I created in my dream, nothing that is really sold, at least to my knowledge. The book cover looks like a package of bath soaps, with white doves on the wrapper.
I sing out loud while asleep or partially asleep, because I remember hearing myself singing the words to Madonna's song "Vogue." "Vogue, you got to just, let your body move to the music... Vogue.... you got to just, let your body go with the flow..." Then I recall being fully awake and worried that I had awakened my husband. (I wake my husband up all the time from my nightly dream chatter.)
I have noticed that this past week my dream recall has been improving. I hope it continues. I want to take a look at Dr. Stephen LaBerge's Lucidy Institute web page.
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Monday, February 19, 2007
Change Your Thoughts - Personal Development for the Mind
The Middle Way - Commentaries on Buddhism, Meditation, Philosophy, Psychology, Zen & Mindfulness
The Departed - ** 1/2
Flags of Our Fathers - ** 3/4
Fly Boys - ***
Infamous - *** 1/4
Half Nelson - ** 1/2
My father is having a birthday party for me. At the party, I recognize two girls from my real past - one is named Melanie, the other is named Minn, though in reality her name was Brynn. As you see, the two names sound alike.
After the party, I'm watching videos online that my party guests have sent me via email. In one, a woman is saying, "I hope you enjoy your gift." What gift? I did not receive any gifts at all at the party. I ask my father where my gifts are, and he explains that since my party was held some time before my real birthday, he was holding on to the gifts to give me on my birthday. I am a little upset, because this means that everyone is probably wondering why I didn't say "thank you for the gift" at my party.
In another video, two guys are skiing. They are very tall, and dressed in skin-tight red outfits. I remember taking special note in the dream of how the red contrasted with the white of the snow.
Some time later in the dream, I'm staying the night at my father's and stepmother's. In the bedroom, I'm removing some of the clothes hangers from a hook on the wall. One of the hangers is a very special type of hanger, used for a certain purpose. I accidently break it. I wonder whether I should hide the broken hanger in the garbage can, or tell my stepmother that I have broken her special hanger.
I am using a hand-held pencil sharpener to sharpen a pencil. In a little box that I carry around with me, I have several other sharpeners. Someone needs one close-by, and I give them one.
Later in the dream, I am running late for class. I am not even at the school. I fly in the air as fast as I can to get to school. I am not able to fly as high as I need to, so I run into a stone wall. But, with almost supernatural ease, I climb the stone wall.
It is quite common that I have dreams of running late for class, or even missing complete classes, or sometimes not being able to find the classroom. These are high-anxiety dreams for me. I always wake-up feeling relieved, however, that in reality I am finished with college and have received good grades.
Saturday, February 17, 2007
Further in the dream, I am walking on the grass at this garden center. Ahead of me on the grass is a large wooly caterpillar. After I walk past it, I turn around to look at it again. It now resembles a large dog with porcupine needles.
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
A man nicknamed “The Human Camera” can draw near-accurate pictures of cities after having had only one aerial view from above. The amount of detail that he remembers and then applies to paper is striking.
The man’s name is Stephen Wiltshire, and he has autistic spectrum disorder. In the video seen here, Stephen flies above Rome in a helicopter, and then reproduces in only three days what he saw from memory.
On Feb 12, 12:51 am, rfd...@optonline.net wrote:
> A question for those knowledgeable about the history of this period. Is the
> dividing up of territories in Rome, and having bosses and captains etc. the
> beginning of what eventually became the Mafia? Sure sounds like it, unless
> the writers are just trying to make it seem just that way. Thanks.
There were collegia in Rome, and usually each collegia was made up of a certain type of tradesman. (A collegium is like a club.) Each collegia had its own rules and finances. Politicians used the collegia to control Rome's mobs, and in doing so they became criminilized. Caesar tried to shut down all collegia before he died, but after his death they made a come-back. Eventually it got to where unrest could not be kept under control without the collegia's powers.
For more information, try reading http://www.hbo.com/rome/watch/season2/episode14.html
In fact, in the article linked above, it says, Vorenus is "the Jimmy Hoffa of the Aventine."
A note for those reading this on the blog - Vorenus is a fictional character in the HBO television series "Rome". The only historical account of Vorenus shows up in Julius Caesar's writings.
This sacrificial act is not isolated to this region and time period. In some places in India, since at least the fourth century B.C.E., sati, or “widow-burning” had taken place at the funeral of the husband, all the way up until 1988 when the federal government issued the Sati Commission Act.
Monday, February 12, 2007
It is interesting to note some of the theories that have developed surrounding this couple. One such theory is something I have thought about - that they were lovers taking their own lives, similar to Romeo and Juliet. Yes, a Stone-Age Romeo and Juliet. Other theories are interesting to read, and I invite you to check them out at http://tinyurl.com/yp4lba. However, since other skeletal remains were found in the surrounding area, I surmise that it is a burial ground, and that these two "lovers" were posed together during burial. I know that isn't as romantic as other possibilities, but perhaps it's the truth. We can only imagine, unless the archeologists come-up with a better theory.
Wednesday, February 7, 2007
I ran into this article today. Two skeletons unearthed in Rome, still in a loving embrace. You should read the article. http://tinyurl.com/yotu5f And while you're at it, check out the slide show that is on the page. There are three photos of the couple.
The other article that I found noteworthy is about monkey brains. The author takes a scientific study's results a bit further and applies them to human behaviour. Read it and ask yourself how responsible you really are. Just be warned, there is some vulgar language in the article, for humor's sake, but I think it could have done without, although I do appreciate the light-heartedness. http://tinyurl.com/34hpm