I finally got 8 hours of sleep this week. Drop the confetti, “Yay!!!” The commons simulated in the unconscious receiving fabrics in my skull had something to say, though I don’t want to agree I have that problem, and I could feel my arms and neck tensing and my neck hurts, probably inflammation from my immunity –I guess. There is still a good lesson in here somewhere, though. The scene was basically driving around the country under the pretence of picking something up before work, I was surprised to end up in town to pick up my son, “How did this road lead to here?”
Anyway, the real value was the song on the radio. I hated it, “You just want my shell…” Blah!…
I understand that we can mentally catagorize ourselves under 3 types of beingness: Mind, body, spirit : father, son, and holy ghost : Higher Self, Middle Self, Animal : Superego, Ego, Id : etc. And they are different from person to person. Some individuals may have a very naughty or angry child self (from neglect or being chastised) that seeks to sabotage the unity, and some people may deny any higher ideals leaving them lost without guidance.
But, here’s something new I learned revisiting Quaker history by reading to my son about it: that we are one whole package, this is labeled as physicality. I never thought about Quakers in my life too much, but I could relate with the quake, and how it makes one a better person. Reading about them, I learned something new–they are named Quakers because they quake at the word of God. They are also interpreters of the bible, meaning, they see it as a guiding words (not a pledge of loyalty) from the inner lights of others. They don’t go by the Bible as literal as the Puritans did.
My son asked me, “Do you believe in God?” He had to ask that because we go to church on occasion to learn something new, but I generally don’t talk about it. But I quickly responded, “yes, but not like anyone might think, that he is so personified, but that it is ingrained in our design. I don’t know about consiousness after death. It makes sense to me that the only reason I am a seeing, thinking, doing being is that I have a body with which allows me to.” And reflecting on my dream, I have knowledge, but apparently something in my brain likes to contradict it. I have no doubt other creatures can pick up on my perceptions through hearing, smelling, seeing, symbols, empathy, and perhaps even psychometry (knowing things from feeling). And we all have these abilities, they just need to be developed through practice and perhaps using a scientific method. But, we probably just use these tools in a much subtler fashion, as intuition, to make decisions of preference or trying to figure out what might have made someone upset.