Saturday, June 21, 2008

Kerman

And do we dare believe it, the next morning as we sneak out the hostel early….is there really no more police escort? Is it really over? Are we really free to sleep and cycle where we want? The sun is warm on our backs, there’s no wind and no police….everything is perfect. I laughingly recount my dream of having two punctures last night to Hans….and stop laughing as half an hour later he takes his first puncture. Sometimes my mind frightens me. It’s not the first, nor the last time this has happened. And indeed, the next day I take my first puncture too….two punctures just as I dreamed.

Even though I’ve woken in the morning feeling I had to contact a certain person and found they’ve been thinking of me all night and wanting to talk, even though I can know who is calling before the phone rings….even though I have had all these intuitive experiences…it still disturbs me a little…I still don’t quite understand it. I don’t like to think of it as something ‘magic’. Rather I always try to see it as information being processed faster by the subconscious mind. Whilst the rational conscious mind processes and divides and categorises information, the subconscious to me is that place of deep knowing. Knowing without understanding why you know. Knowing before you really know. Like radios, I think we can be sensitive to picking up waves, thoughts and energies around us, especially of those people or places we feel more connected too. In Reiki I learned everything is energy. In my faith I see everything containing God’s essence. Either way, everything is connected so why shouldn’t I be able to feel the tires about to blow out before they happen? Why shouldn’t I be able to feel my friends need to talk to me in my dreams? Why shouldn’t I be able to know someone’s life story the moment I shake their hand?....
Still…..even I find it a little unsettling sometimes and if anyone has any thoughts on this, answers on a post card please….but at least on the road it means I’ll always know when to plan my puncture repair time into the days cycling!

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