Journal on Subtle Expansion

Some of my breakthroughs are subterranean. I can feel the shift, but there is no conscious definition of what has changed. My psyche and I are developing some subtle form of communication that does not immediately respond to light. There are messages flowing, but I can’t read them. I can feel them instead. This is how allowing benefits me. If I control everything, this unconscious network doesn’t function, or it if does I don’t benefit because I’m not listening for those subtle changes in the harmonic of my being. The ones that defy definition.

I’m creating space for this system in my daily routine, in the way I think, in the relaxation of my body, the calming of my nerves. I can do this because I am expanding. The notion of where I exist in this universe is expanding. I have become extra-dimensional. Or is that intra-dimensional?

Journal on Subtle Expansion

Picture credit – BarbaraALane

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It’s obvious that when the apocalypse comes, I will be one of the weak people. I will have no spin kicks with which to defend myself. I will have only the magic of my words and my understanding to protect me. I will be meat for the beast. (Unless I can engage him in conversation.) And I am fine with that. If my death at monstrous hands becomes imminent, I hope I can meet it in a lounge chair, sipping on a gin martini.

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