Shall I flop?
The past few days have been eventful, if nothing else. I can't count the number of times I've wanted to get on LJ and write about what I was thinking but just couldn't--so much to do.
For starters I shaved the dog on the weekend. She's all soft and fluffy now instead of coarse and scraggly~ She didn't even pretend to hate the razor this time and just danced away at every opportunity so that I HAD to bribe her back with treats--ah, the little brat. She's my baby though~ She was oddly clingy afterwards, like she was so excited to see me every time I was around her in the house. Wonder why. Normally her defacto response is to pretend I don't exist, as she's Displeased with me.
I had an odd experience the other night--I was attempting meditation, which I do in fact do often with absolutely zero success. This time, instead of trying to sink into my body until it was all I was aware of and then let my body sink into nothingness, I tried imagining myself sitting up out of my body and walking away. And it worked, only I wasn't me--I was a tall woman in yellow, with a white bob, and I hugged the actual-me body and stroked its hair and kissed its head, and then the woman in yellow started dancing and I wasn't her, anymore, I was back in my body, and my body was lying in a field of flowers.
The woman in yellow called the sky her grandfather, and I sat up to ask her who she was, and she alternately mothered me and scorned me for being young and weak. She said she'd been trapped in my body and that she missed her lover, and when she looked up at the sky you could tell she'd missed that too. And then the sky called her 'Elena' and it sounded so sad, and she smiled and said, "I'm home, grandfather," and jumped up into the sky and it caught her and she disintegrated into it.
And then I opened my eyes and didn't quite know what to make of that.
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For starters I shaved the dog on the weekend. She's all soft and fluffy now instead of coarse and scraggly~ She didn't even pretend to hate the razor this time and just danced away at every opportunity so that I HAD to bribe her back with treats--ah, the little brat. She's my baby though~ She was oddly clingy afterwards, like she was so excited to see me every time I was around her in the house. Wonder why. Normally her defacto response is to pretend I don't exist, as she's Displeased with me.
I had an odd experience the other night--I was attempting meditation, which I do in fact do often with absolutely zero success. This time, instead of trying to sink into my body until it was all I was aware of and then let my body sink into nothingness, I tried imagining myself sitting up out of my body and walking away. And it worked, only I wasn't me--I was a tall woman in yellow, with a white bob, and I hugged the actual-me body and stroked its hair and kissed its head, and then the woman in yellow started dancing and I wasn't her, anymore, I was back in my body, and my body was lying in a field of flowers.
The woman in yellow called the sky her grandfather, and I sat up to ask her who she was, and she alternately mothered me and scorned me for being young and weak. She said she'd been trapped in my body and that she missed her lover, and when she looked up at the sky you could tell she'd missed that too. And then the sky called her 'Elena' and it sounded so sad, and she smiled and said, "I'm home, grandfather," and jumped up into the sky and it caught her and she disintegrated into it.
And then I opened my eyes and didn't quite know what to make of that.
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