Dawnings

To jewelz,

You ask how I am since we spent the weekend in the slip stream of encoding through Cape Schanck last weekend. ‘Stargate’ – yep, I keep looking up at them, and it hurts my neck. I feel dizzy and weak.

I’m up at 4.00 in the morning . Can’t sleep, toss and turn. Feel weird and physically exhausted. Blowing up like ballon. Hungry but not digesting. Tired but not sleeping. Energetic but not wanting to do anything. Alone but not alone in social world. (became the volunteer red cross lady yesterday – trotted up and down my Avenue in shorts and a hat.) Feeling like a dag. Trying to access the inner goddess but comes in glimpses and wisps. Want to off load such a lot of STUFF and transform some to ashes. Ready to live in a minimalist style, light filled, rendered limestone home on a cliff overlooking the ocean set in a beautiful diversified garden world.

Feel as if my body is overloading on the stuff being sprayed and mulched into garden beds/vines around here. Can’t breathe properly. Wondering why CFA people and agricultural people don’t think about the autumn air and climate and act appropriately. Wondering if there’s ANYTHING in my life that actually appeals to me, deeply. Wondering why this program doesn’t pick up that I don’t like to use the personal pronoun ‘I’ at the beginning of every sentence when writing in freeflow style. The ego is not so important in the stream of life.

Astrology, astronomy isn’t enough anymore. There’s a weather forecast needed from OUT THERE, beyond what we know.

Wondering why those who do know don’t share their knowledge, insights with us, the people. Wondering if I want to know anyway …

Feeling as if I’ve been bungey jumping and the body is still registering the motion.

Watched the movie ‘Little Buddha’ and realized the trinary point is a mathematical interpretation of ‘the middle way’ perception.

The week has been like being born and still coming thru the tunnel. Body is registering original birth damage to head and neck.

Hope I’ll be born into loving wings of an angel this time … or the energetic streams of an elohim.

Loving life yet so over this created manifestation of a civilization. Knowing we all have to clean up and move on …

Yep, it’s been – a week .

Think I need to take 20 mls Goji juice twice per day and take up yoga again.

Ready for a swim and walk along Portsea back beach to London Bridge. Sunset, high tide?

Lotsa luv,

hils