Having dreamt I was barefoot in two recent dreams just prior to my 72nd birthday, I found myself barefoot in the physical world on the day after my birthday. After I had headed off on my morning walk, it was at the halfway point that the Y-shaped strap on my left thong snapped and I had no choice but to gingerly complete the remaining half of my walk barefoot. Thus the title of this post. The photo shown here is not my thong (which is blue) but it accurately depicts what happened to it.
For some reason, as I started this post, I thought of what I wrote yesterday in my mathematical blog about my diurnal age of 26298 days. One of the properties of this number is that it has a Collatz trajectory of 77 steps, a fact that I stumbled upon by happenstance. Or was it? 77 steps might correspond to 77 years of life and the barefoot experience might refer to the journey through life. After all, we enter the world barefooted and we leave it the same way.
Or is the snapped thong and the two preceding dreams a reminder to spend more time barefoot and allow the Earth's energy to flow through me? I tend to favour this option as I have been preoccupied lately with harnessing my psychic energy. I've not done much in a practical sense except form a few psi-balls and hurl them at my solar plexus and the nape of my neck. It does seem as if this has been of some benefit.
Still there is something eerie about the broken thong. In two recent dreams I had been barefoot and then suddenly, this morning and in "real life", I was barefoot again by force of circumstances. The incident serves to blur the divide between "dream life" and "real life". For some reason, the two have overlapped and it would seem that my psyche is trying to tell me something. Is it to go barefoot and heal myself and others? Am I being too literal?
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