In my dreams these days there are lots of flying animals. Sometimes they dip into mirrored indigo pools at midnight and sometimes they circle around my drive-way with prey in their mouth. Always, though, I am watching them through a window, some secret peeking place. I am just happy to be having dreams again. Or to be writing again.
I am about to embark on a new adventure, but it is still a secret. It seems to me that great changes happen in my life in two year cycles. Someday I will make a map of this. Like a celestial map of the zodiacs, the different constellated phases of a journey.
Recently, I have been researching Einstein's Unified Field theory and the Coriolis effect. I find it very interesting. I am finding my cosmology again, the one given to me through Brian Swimme and Thomas Berry. The one given to me through great and magnificent synchronicity.
I should go to sleep soon. A good day's work tomorrow.
I can hear my upstairs neighbor snoring.
Oh, and I went to Joshua tree. It was like fire that burned and ripped through the sky, and in the day time, snow capped mountains against desert landscapes reminded me of home.
goodnight.
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