Post by dudetyson on Sept 2, 2011 19:22:11 GMT -6
My migraine hieroglyph vision came true to me in the causal world.
The hieroglyphs were: Staircase, Water-surface, Eye.
At a restaurant on the beach, my brother invited me to go off from the rest of the group on \a short boat trip. Okay, I said. This “Okay” was unusual – by my current internal orientation, I should have said no and spent my time on my primary goals. But in a moment of weakness or unconsciousness (or hyperconsciousness?) I said yes.
The walk over to where his boat was tied up felt dreamlike. I later identified this as the Staircase, the Ascending/Descending of the hieroglyphic images that came to me during my migraine. For staircases are a forward walk, but with a vertical dimension added, very unconsciously evocative.
Of course the boat traveled across the Water, the second hieroglyph. However, the water reflected a sunset/post-sunset. It looked very much like what the water in the hieroglyph symbolized to me – not just water, water as a symbol of Reality’s Surface.
The reflective glossiness of the water was interrupted and rippled in a thousand spots by a deeper darkness, as if the surface of reality had a thousand bends, stretches, tears, holes, and Gateways perforating it. Indeed, as I gazed into it, I felt a degree of removal from the world around me equal to the more powerful meditations I have performed, even while surrounded by two other people in a somewhat social situation with brief interruptions of my focus.
Then I looked up and saw the moon. In years past I had quite an internal relationship with the moon. Back then I looked at it and felt my wildest emotions raging. I would personify Her, as well. But today was the first time I looked at Her and actually felt She was looking BACK.
A waxing crescent moon, She was, full of the energy of progression and growth. Was She the Eye from the migraine hieroglyphs? I decided She was. What could this Eye teach me? Besides of course, what She had already taught me – that when I looked at Her, it felt as if something was looking back.
I look at her, and noticed that I was only looking at the illuminated part of the moon. I realized it was a very two-sided affair. I thought of the 2 in Tarot, the Priestess. I remembered how she sits between a black and a white column. I always found the Priestess to be one of the most important cards, because of her intuitional sensibility. I felt she was one of the wisest cards in the deck.
So I look at the moon, and realize that I SHOULD TRY TO SEE THE WHOLE, and IN ORDER TO SEE THE WHOLE, I MOST FOCUS ON THE UNSEEN PART. And realized that this could full well be a life philosophy. So I looked at the curve of the visible part in order to intuit the curve of the rest of the moon, the entire sphere and not just the crescent, and I saw it.
The hieroglyphs were: Staircase, Water-surface, Eye.
At a restaurant on the beach, my brother invited me to go off from the rest of the group on \a short boat trip. Okay, I said. This “Okay” was unusual – by my current internal orientation, I should have said no and spent my time on my primary goals. But in a moment of weakness or unconsciousness (or hyperconsciousness?) I said yes.
The walk over to where his boat was tied up felt dreamlike. I later identified this as the Staircase, the Ascending/Descending of the hieroglyphic images that came to me during my migraine. For staircases are a forward walk, but with a vertical dimension added, very unconsciously evocative.
Of course the boat traveled across the Water, the second hieroglyph. However, the water reflected a sunset/post-sunset. It looked very much like what the water in the hieroglyph symbolized to me – not just water, water as a symbol of Reality’s Surface.
The reflective glossiness of the water was interrupted and rippled in a thousand spots by a deeper darkness, as if the surface of reality had a thousand bends, stretches, tears, holes, and Gateways perforating it. Indeed, as I gazed into it, I felt a degree of removal from the world around me equal to the more powerful meditations I have performed, even while surrounded by two other people in a somewhat social situation with brief interruptions of my focus.
Then I looked up and saw the moon. In years past I had quite an internal relationship with the moon. Back then I looked at it and felt my wildest emotions raging. I would personify Her, as well. But today was the first time I looked at Her and actually felt She was looking BACK.
A waxing crescent moon, She was, full of the energy of progression and growth. Was She the Eye from the migraine hieroglyphs? I decided She was. What could this Eye teach me? Besides of course, what She had already taught me – that when I looked at Her, it felt as if something was looking back.
I look at her, and noticed that I was only looking at the illuminated part of the moon. I realized it was a very two-sided affair. I thought of the 2 in Tarot, the Priestess. I remembered how she sits between a black and a white column. I always found the Priestess to be one of the most important cards, because of her intuitional sensibility. I felt she was one of the wisest cards in the deck.
So I look at the moon, and realize that I SHOULD TRY TO SEE THE WHOLE, and IN ORDER TO SEE THE WHOLE, I MOST FOCUS ON THE UNSEEN PART. And realized that this could full well be a life philosophy. So I looked at the curve of the visible part in order to intuit the curve of the rest of the moon, the entire sphere and not just the crescent, and I saw it.