Hindsight is a wonderful thing.
Back in August 2000, I went on a family holiday to Cornwall, England. On one of the days, I went to see over the Eden Project which was under construction. Day after my birthday I remember.
We could only see over as the actual site was off limits but we managed to have a good look at the plan.
Recently, Tar Mac Adam appeared outside my house.
Over the weekend, MJ and M visited the Misty Mountains in North Carolina. And they ended up Mount Mitchell and Down the Yellow Brick Road 🤔.
As part of the trip, they visited the town of Franklin. Which was full of incredibly synchy WTF pics but for the purposes of this article, the one that really jumped out at me was ‘A Project of the Franklin Garden Club’.
If you go to the Franklin Garden Club wear some flowers in your hair.
At the same time MJ was emailing me with her pics from Franklin, Jenny had to make a mercy dash in her car on behalf of a friend to the Harry S MEthodist Hospital in Fort Worth, Texas.
Harry S Truman.
And the day before I had bought a Harry Potter birthday present for my daughter.
From The Source.
Story cut short. We seem to be on the same journey. Not far. From the Mind to the Heart.
And on Monday, it was reported that a plane had somehow redirected itself from its original destination of Dusseldorf, Germany and ended up in Eden Burgh, Scotland.
And Hugo included a gif from LOST in the comments with regards to the Edinburgh story. ‘Where Are We’ ? Good question. In my view, we have never gone anywhere but have just imagined we have. A trip from Now Here to Now Here.
I understand everyone’s frustration at times with this only too well. But reality is collapsing for some of us and I am left with such questions as does The Eden Project, the town of Franklin and the hospital in Fort Worth truly exist.
And everything else ‘Out There’. Especially the NEWS in the MEdia. If God is infinite can anything exist outside of God.
God Is Within.
I think the point of acceptance of the True Man and True Woman may have been reached. In many ways, it’s easier to accept the nastier projections and reflections which confirm the view of ourself as guilty, and no good and worthless. It’s probably more difficult to accept the divine and eternal Self and I would say the game is rigged so we don’t even suspect it and when we do begin to understand, booby traps and inner resistance and outer resistance from others appear which can trip us up.
And Bee Prepared. Killer Hornets are on their way.
And Relax. Not again.
A Maine Hospital.
Wake up and smell the roses. Or is it coffee ?