|View into the Grose Valley from Mt Hay, By Link.|
She said a bad day is when I lie in the bed
And I think of things that might have been
Mercury backtracking into Pisces can tend to make you feel like you're losing your grip, tenuous though it may have been. Difficult to put a positive spin on this . . .
I suspect it's an Aquarian fantasy to want to slip into the ether, to become thinner than air, to disappear behind the veil of Maya into another world where you are not known and you are not anything in particular and you could for a while be a drop of condensation, floating over a valley floor.
The spiritual world and the physical world never actually meet. My teacher was adamant about this. I had thought that finer and finer and finer energies would or could eventually become spiritual energies. He said 'No, the two never meet'.
My earthbound body/mind has trouble coming to terms with this. I know that the two interact with each other and are part and parcel of each other's worlds, I would have thought that was a meeting of sorts. But a physical meeting? Apparently not. They are completely separate worlds governed by different laws. One very much tied up with space and time and the other . . . well not.
Today it's not raining, but it's not sunny, and I have managed to drag myself and my sciatic nerve, (I have one apparently), out of bed, so that's a start of sorts. Trying to imagine myself beyond space and time (as there seems nowt else for it), is extremely difficult. As soon as you become aware of yourself, you are clearly not beyond space and time because you know yourself to be 'somewhere'.
Then of course there are the bills to pay, the body to feed, pain to put up with. Ah life on Earth.
Whoah God only knows, God makes his plan
The information's unavailable to the mortal man
We're workin' our jobs, collect our pay
Believe we're gliding down the highway, when in fact we're slip sliding away