There was a phase, which admittedly has never really stopped, when I was always pondering magnetism, electricity, the Higgs Field, just on a curiosity level. The Force of it pulled me in completely. This coinceded with the phase of comings and goings and all the daily driving around town.
My theory is that even while we're immersed in the mundane we might as well have some fun as we travel through it.
The curious force became a game I played with acquiring magnet with words. It started with just one magnet that has some great saying I wanted to keep in mind. I put the square black piece with white typed words on my car, driver side door, so I would see it often as I travelled the daily rhythms. Then I got a few more of these quotation magnets and put them in different places on the car. A couple of times I even put a fun magnet on someone else's car, someone I didn't really know but saw everyday coming and going at the coffee shop. This magnet said
"The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed." -Carl Jung
I became friends with this person and collaborated on a small but yes, transformative project
Time passed. The flow of life was transplanting me to a new garden of opportunity. An entirely new job was blossoming in the field and in a realm I had never worked in but had been gradually becoming familiar with. Accepted these forces of change I let myself be pulled completely in to the work. For well over a decade the forces were now playing with me, unseen but visibley effecting experiences of real life learning.
During the first months of this part time job I didn't know exactly what was going to happen. I jjust trusted that it was the next phase of the Great Work. I strategically placed a magnet.
I was applying the force.
This is what happens in the cycles of life. We learn to ride the wave or get sucked in.
There are oscillating phases of deep inward workings, usually followed by outward periods of working. The rotation is not only part of a rhythm it usually puts the spin on what we see.
The very short seasons of hibernation and restoration, were overshadowed with the long hot days of work, work work. Inside. Outside. I learned the inner workings of getting down to business. The profit can and does get lost in overlooked data. I had no concept of a balance sheet before this work started. And I was a little surprised to learn that neither did the other players. By the end of this term I pretty much had acquired an education in financial sottware systems, business planning and expansion, website building, advertising, forklift and bobcat operation, and office politics. It was my business to help build up a business establishment, but in the end so much of it was just not my business. The magnet that pulled me in had flipped. I could run the reports and read a pretty balance sheet sheet, but I was feeling haggard and very much out of balance. I was extremely well schooled however, I had no student loans to pay off. And I had a small nest egg which I had hatched into a house. Turned out Anything, was possible. Not easy, but possible.
As this period was phasing out I understood that I could actually work from home and this is what I wanted to do. It wasn't the popular option then as it is now. Whenever I brought it up...I was shut down.
Eventually I did work from home. But as an independent consultant for a different expanding business.
I was seeing the downside more and more clearly when my path began to transition from the peak to the slippery slope.. Unlike some of the other players I could now read and translate all the hieroglyphic data showing up on the reports coming from inside the stone covered stagnent office. The season was changing, the landscape was getting covered with artiticial turf to cover the dry brown patches.
I knew the well was deep and that only the pump was failing. But I could only work on my motor now, there wasn't the energy to supply the larger demand any more.
Ideally we spiral up and our resting place is one with greater and grander views of our landscapes. But, inevitably, falling on the butt and sliding down the hill does happen. Ugh. Take a break. Reassess the misstep, maybe try a different pair of shoes or a path less steep. Keep walking. Look back at the charted course and you see the waves in the cycle, that roller coaster ride of up and down, fun and not so fun can be interpreted if you run the mental reports. I had spiraled up and so had that business. I could see more than I could before this long phase of hard work. I could get off at this destination, regain a balanced life, and do some maintenance on all the moving parts that were creaking and cracking.
Time and space are dimensions. Believe it or not as you wish, but there are forces at play, fields that bind, particles that accelerate maybe out of control, beams that can disintergrate and imaginations to reintegrate. In [ my ] reality Anything Is Possible in the spectrum of light. The electromagnetic radiating waves of color help us see beauty flowing beyond the narrow monochromatic focus of a laser. But, tapping in to that power of coherent light with laser focus is the tool to learn exactly what Beauty is. Use the tool, but ride the waves, mind the magic.
