Saturday, January 19, 2013

glimpses from the in between

You know that time when you first wake up or are just drifting off to sleep, you are one foot in dreamworld and one foot in the real world, and concepts and ideas take a different form than they do when you are solidly in one world or the other.  Or at least they do for me, sometimes, although not as often anymore

It always frightens me a little - to quote Pink Floyd, "When I was  a child, I had a fever..."  It was a very bad one and i had hallucinations for days, terrifying, inescapable ones, like being my real, physical self in a horrible dreamworld.  Maybe that in-between/both feeling is what drugs do for you - i never wanted to find out.

As I grew up, that feeling would happen sometimes as i just woke up or was just falling asleep, but also  certain very specific sounds would trigger that liminal state.  I learned to be able to choose to shut it out, or to follow it mentally and experience it, but without the terror it once held.

So - now that you all think i'm perfectly crazy...

The other morning i woke up moving through that liminal state pretty heavily.  So i let it happen.  And there is really no way for me to put into words accurately the form that the ideas took, but the idea was of Him and me and our relation to each other: a conceptualization of us and our dynamic.

And somehow we were trees, or mountains, or solid, natural things with a great deal of mass - but also movement, graceful, purposeful movement.  And the mass that was me was as large and as solid and as substantial as His.  And we moved and flowed and stopped and rested and then moved on again. We moved together and then off alone, then back together.  We moved the same - equally, similarly, in the same planes - influenced by and playing off of each other, back and forth.  Yet i was clearly following Him, not lockstep, not rigidly, but happily, joyfully, reverently.     


18 comments:

  1. I actually can feel the movement. In those moments I alwasy feel the world around me contract and expand.

    A terrific description and it sounds like a lovely place to be.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Kitty,
      Thank you. That's interesting that you talk about the world expanding and contacting: the sound that can trigger this feeling for me is of expanding and contracting - a note or chord or sound getting louder and faster then softer and slower... It is nice to know others have their experiences of this feeling also.

      Delete
  2. just lovely -- what a nice place to be.

    ReplyDelete
  3. Lovely images I usually find it difficult to stay in that state, because thinking about it wakes up the left brain and the images stop. How do you avoid that?

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Malcolm,
      thank you. I don't know how i manage to make that choice without waking myself up. I know that, at the time i'm not aware of making the decision - only in looking back do i see that i did.

      Delete
  4. I will just say this: thank you and Beautiful

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Saoirse,
      thank you - i hope things are leveling off for you.

      Delete
  5. Greengirl: Holy new background! *grins*

    This is just an awesome post ;o) Thanks for sharing some of your dreamish-creative self with us.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Bleuame,
      Thank you - the dreamy-creative doesn't come out often.

      Delete