1215 hours. Winter Solstice begins tonight just before
mid-night local time.
You were up earlier than usual, read the
paper, had a warm bath for arthritic pains, stopped at Quick Cuts to see Mary
Ann for a hair and beard trim then home, a short rest, then forty minutes of
exercises and you find yourself here and done for the day. Carol has her hair
to do at three; then she is done for the day (after two loads laundry and some
ironing earlier this dark, gray and rainy morning). – Amorella
1239
hours. It is better not going up today. Now, I think it might be better if we
come home Thursday so they can have Xmas for themselves without older people
around. Carol just climbed into bed for an hour nap. Good for her – she is
always busy with one thing or another.
Later, dude. – Amorella
Late
afternoon. Carol has errands at the bank and post office, you didn’t go because
the garage door would not shut. After she left you discovered the problem and
fixed it. An empty trash bag had dropped onto a piece of electronics that
shorted the circuit. You moved the bag and the door works. – Amorella
1640
hours. The wind must have forced the bag to drop below the shelf it was setting
on. I told Carol to leave because she had to get to both before their closings
at five. Tomorrow we plan on being at Kim and Paul’s around one in the
afternoon.
Post.
– Amorella
The
Xmas tree is lit and Jadah is sitting under it waiting for Carol’s return.
Spooky is also sitting at the window and waiting. Hmm. I’ll bet they are
waiting for supper (it’s a little early yet). I’ll give it to them anyway.
You are, in this sense of grammatical
construction, spiritually correct with regards to Betweeners and Angels. Your
sense of G---D with the dashes between the letters shows this boundary within
yourself. Existence/Beyond are one element. G---D is G---D. This is an limitless distinction, a rule as
you see it. I, the Amorella, concur. Post.
Mid-evening by my reckoning. You have
been listening to music on your bedroom Bose, mostly on Pandora, mostly Sixties
Folk Music. [Put ‘by my reckoning’ back in boy]. – Amorella
2108
hours. I am surprised. I thought I had added it by accident. I don’t think you
have ever said ‘reckoning’ and it appears out of character, especially in
reference to time, which you accept as droplets. ‘Reckoning’ reminds me of
choosing the correct direction on a ship. I’ll check.
** **
reckoning – noun
1
by my reckoning, this comes to $2 million: calculation, estimation, count, computation, working out, summation,
addition.
2
by her reckoning, the train was late: opinion, view, judgment,
evaluation, estimate, estimation.
3 the terrible
reckoning that he deserved: retribution, fate, doom,
nemesis, punishment.
Selected and edited
from Oxford/American software
** **
2114
hours. Obviously the word has other aspects besides ships.
To paraphrase, ‘when in Rome note the
customs in order to communicate’. – Amorella
2119
hours. Surely then, you have done this before, you, a Betweener, have
communicated with human beings before.
Is this a question or a statement? –
Amorella
2122
hours. It appears a question since you have concluded it with a question mark.
Is your 2119 hours comment a question or a
statement? – Amorella
2124
hours. I wasn’t sure to your reference. I thought it might be that but you
stated, “Is this”. – I am out of my element here. I would feel better backing
up.
This, the above, shows that you do not wish
to overstep your bounds, that you see me as a spiritual creature akin to being
Angelic and that as such you have no business correcting my grammar. This is
the inference is it not? – Amorella
2129
hours. I have taught myself the metaphoric lesson: Do not step/stand too close.
The reason for this is that too close means not being respectful as well as being highly uncomfortable in the situation. Examples of
this are scattered throughout this blog and earlier notes. This is my
experience and as such my sense of a spiritual reality. It may be subjective to
others but it is a reality to me. And, to be who I am, I must respect this
distance within my mind as well as in heart and soul. This is the same with
anyone who knows who and what she or he is – spiritual boundaries are ‘subjectively’
constructed and must be ‘objectively’ adhered to within. I sense this with the
Amorella from time to time and assume (rightly for me) that I have overstepped
and am out of my element and as such in a literal ‘No Human Zone’. – rho
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