September 16, 2011
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waiting
Looking back on my life, I think the whole time I was being taught to wait.
In retrospect it was not a bad thing.
Some years ago, I wrote a short story about a broken robot named Walker, its what he did, walked.
Due to a delusional condition caused by a programing error in his momentum sensors, he was compelled to walk.
In his delusion, he felt that by jumping in to the air he would allow the ground beneath his feet to rush by.
The longer he could stay in the air,the farther he could go.
There were times you could see Walker just jumping in place,eyes closed and a smile on his face.
After writing this i really wondered what compelled this image? What gave momentum to this forward motion?
From this question came something earlier I would wonder about. “Where in the hell do i go when i day-dream?”
Day-dreaming in class,sixth grade. the doldrums of our youth.
This elementary school memory and short story converged into the ‘door way’ for my imagination.
I found that over the years,I was in training with the amount of waiting I did, I was Walker.
I was learning to jump in the air.
Comments (3)
I was reading a site yesterday about adult Indigos, thinking of you, thinking of a friend who is an empath, who thought perhaps I was one, too. I’m not, but after reading the site on Indigo adults, I wonder if she is really an Indigo. My drive home from work last night was filled with questions about why we can’t all remember past experiences, why we can’t all know why we are here and what we have to work through to move ahead, why are there some who have gifts (and yes, I’ll give you the curses that go with). There will come a day when everyone is more evolved, and I won’t be here to see it. Or maybe I will. I hope I’ll remember these days when I want more, but don’t know how to let it in. ”I was learning to jump in the air.“ A beautiful visualization.
@songoftheheart - as an indigo, i think the hardest thing,is remembering that your not broken. ‘if you cant jump yet, learn to hop’ oh,and thank you for refriending me! (-=.
@songoftheheart - why we cant? is why we cant! look more at how we remember,and how much is automatic.
if you had a memory of some previous existence, how much of that was on autopilot. there is no clock,calender or map, there is the sun’s shadow,the season, the environment and fashion. what gives you your personal taste? where lies your unanswered questions? and what do you instinctively know? there are words that limit, cant,would,could,should, never…..you get the idea. just a thought(-=