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" High above within the "castle" a meeting, gathering of aiki souls were well ahead. Windows open empty space the dangerof falling over was all I felt.
"Close them was my thought", as afraid I was from other "castles" early in my childhood dreams was ever presentand now again thefear is here.
Looking through the glasswindows or walls I do not know. Dozed off... or wake up and all of a sudden I turned the party off. All picked up, the trash or residuals to the garbagegone. A rabbit or hare,I do not know. White fluffy fur and long earsin my arms I found. What was she doing there in this gathering of souls? To take her home wasmy next concern and off I go.
A house I found or was I foundby her? In I went to leave safe the hare. Surprised I was, to see the ownerin an old friend's face. A housewife,with domestic garments and hairfixed with paper rolls in her hair not quite like her. There I left the hare to be caredand safe.
Out I went... strange area, road orcountry side. My car and another car trying to get out to the road outside. Dirt and rocks, steep areas and some smooth and some others not. Round and round we went not been able to get out. And then, I woke up..."
Once again, at the top. After a hard and long climbing up. I could go down retracing my steps. Redoing my choices and second guessing myself.
But what for, since life will take me up here again and again once more.
I've seen myself here before. I've found myself up and alone. Not once not twice I can't count how many times.
But here I've been more times than I care to count.
And alone it must be relying only on what is inside of me. The doubts, the faith, the trust and the thoughts of knowing sensing relying on what I cannot see.
And yet, knowing that there is only one thing. Only one choice and that is only... to jump!
(After a dream last night...)
I flew and up I went at the top of the pole I found myself. It was time time to what? To come down to touch the ground. I knew not how, I was afraid. To hurt myself while coming down. I tried, I wished I braced myself. And yet my heart and body paralyzed.
Then one voice, the one inviting me to get down. Flew up to me to where I was. "I'll help you out, just hold my hand". And we jumped!
While staying still I have started to understand. To grasp the why, the how of what is for me to do to be...
Confusion in the dark of the night assaulted me, that old place where doubt dwells insinuated herself once again to me.
Were my expectations of what it should be? The longing of goals yet to be reached? Or could it be... the goals in itself indeed...?
The cause of the gloominess, the sadness, the recurring melancholy known these days with scientific names? Covered and hidden away as if by doing so it will all disappear and fade away? Could the goals provoke these...?
Still... what it will be?. From a different vantage point I'll try to see, to find a new viewpoint for it. And yet, I think, I know, I feel what it is.