| [Journal Entry from Friday February 27] Sitting in Judah courts, Iyah Lion gates, outside Knysna. A meditation to come among InI, sighting the unity, InInity of I breddrin the world over. The process of coming through the gates was very intense. My day was so thick, I had so much to think about, to mediate upon. It's something I will have to think through before I write. In time. I see the oneness of man manifesting in the life of my breddrin around me. I feel the same spirits here as in the other side, same wickedness too. |
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| [Journal Entry from Saturday February 28] I'm sitting on the deck, outside Judah Square. I hung around town yesterday, talking with various breddrin there in the market place. InI loaded up the fruits and vegetables into the back of a truck, then headed out of town and into the hills. We were riding on a small pickup. Or bakkie as they call it. I had an apprehension and tenseness as I was in the market place. I am not used to how open people are with ites here. Babylon was right by, but InI don't live in fear of them. That's an adjustment for me. I talked with several breddrin for awhile, then went and got my bags from the hostel and we got ready to leave. The ride was a new experience, kind of piled on top of the fruits and vegetables, praying that I didn't slip off. We got here and I kind of figured out what was going on. Man, talk about disorienting. It's quite an adjustment coming to such a new situation. It can be really uncomfortable not knowing what is going on. Kind of makes you really realize where you are… | |
| [Journal Entry from Saturday February 28] Once again hard to settle. This is so unfamiliar to me. I could see Marcell's spirit in one of the breddrin I was speaking to last night. It's good to see that familiarity so far away. It makes me miss their spirits right now. I'm coming here, I feel the closeness and the difference. Right now I really don't' know what to do. Most of the breddrin went to town to sell fruits, so I don't know what happens next. The woman who owns the home and another breddrin are sitting in the kitchen speaking Afrikaans. |
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[Journal Entry from Saturday February 28] Sitting beneath a tree in
Knysna. Experience too intense, too soon to put into words. I don't
feel total control of myself. It's like I have to take time to slow
down the wheeling centrifuge. I feel very disoriented, too fast, not
tuned in. I know deep down the same spirit is there, but I'm dwelling
in a higher chakraed place, dwelling in confusion and ignorance, out
of the conscious mind frame, into the more basic unconscious connection
and oneness of InI. I feel very far away from the states when I get
very caught up in the higher chakra's way of the wheeling centrifuge.
I feel close and connected with InI on the lower chakra levels. I get
images of what these memories will be like, and I wish I had the strength
to live them to their fullness... |
