Slowly the wheel turns, and our hulls are cracked and ground. Our minds are set free to explore into canyons and crevasses that were out of sight up until now. Exposed, we drift in and out of consciousness like the clouds that move ever so slowly, becoming unrecognizable to the naked eye. We begin to see our surroundings in a new light. There is a glow to everything, as if it were lit from within.
The long-horned cow with the heart on her head, meanders around the corner of the barn and blends in with the tall dry brush and the chestnut trees. Perhaps she has teleported to a distant realm. Perhaps she has gone within so deep that her motion has made a tear in the space time continuum. She slips through and poof, she’s gone!
I crave the stamina to withstand the cold temperatures that mother nature is throwing our way. I long to run with the calves as they frolic across the horizon in search of their mothers that went before them. But can they learn her secrets? Can they move at just the right pace to shake reality?
I take a deep breath and sigh. I close my eyes and follow my thoughts within. I become more self-aware when I stop seeing through my eyes. My sense of hearing guides me to realms I didn’t know existed. I slip into that motionless void. From out of the blue, I hear a single cow bellowing. I can’t separate it from my own breath. I wonder if it is in fact the time traveling cow or if it is just my own inner workings, like gears within a big old clock.
And I hear, “Walk this way”. And I know what that means. Innately I feel the tempo, the speed, and the cadence at which to move. And POOF! I’m back in my body, in my kitchen, in my breakfast nook staring out across the field.
My awareness cracked and ground into a fine powder. My body is open to shifting into new realms and new patterns begin to emerge to my naked eye.
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