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I am interested that I wrote most of this and never published it. Freudian principles can be well illustrated in the context of blog.
If you go back a couple of entries to Eventful Return , June 14, and read my whining about the New York City copette who poked me in the stomach with an Evian bottle, and infuriated me, but I was so overburdened that I could not respond, and you were to click on Evian, you will see what I consider to be a message from the universe.
For those of you find scrolling back a strain, I will describe the clickie. It is a stunning, naked, black, angel woman, lolling on a white cloud (on her tummy, since it's hard for angels to loll any other way due to their wings) pouring a bottle of Evian down to earth.
And what is the message? I'm not exactly sure because I am obtuse when it comes to interpreting these things. The cop was an angel delivering a message. Prodding me. Bitch. The message has to do with being too overburdened to act. It has to do with trusting my instincts (she gave me the wrong instructions, that would have taken me seriously out of my way, and I asked someone else), it has to do with anger that I often feel is too dangerous to express. Other ideas are not only welcomed, but solicited.
There is a children's book about all the little angels gathering in heaven and deciding how to manifest their purpose on earth. The little protagonist angel wants to learn a lesson in his next lifetime about something important, and his angelic sidekick volunteers to give him the greatest gift of all -- alot of resistance. He unselfishly offers to do his stint on earth, playing the nemesis for his little buddy, so that the lesson can be learned, and desire and skills of the protagonist, encountering adversity, can be brought to a higher level. (I am told it can be fun to be the villain. George W. seems to be enjoying himself so far -- when you're an addict, power is even more intoxicating than drugs or alcohol, and hardy anyone gets on your case about your addiction. What could be better.)
Hopefully, we can see this happening when it does, and appreciate all those little antichrists for who they really are. Abraham-Hicks would say that they provide contrast that helps us to more fully define what we really, really want. Let us hope that George W. is helping liberal Democrats do just that -- Dennis Kucinich has proferred a most appealing alternative, and he's staying in the race so that he can influence the Democratic platform.
So my angel in cop's clothing gave me a little prod. I shall take it seriously.
Photo note: I've published a version of this before. I think it is my first shot using my newly paved driveway as a background. Pictured is a little plastic ornament that I gave many of my fairy friends for Christmas -Winter Solstice, whatever.
Posted by Dakota at June 25, 2004 06:17 AM