Slipping into the Sixth Realm
Apr. 23rd, 2003 06:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
avadWell if it isn't WEDNESDAY. heh.
My grounding half has gone to take care of business upstate and the solitude in this house is charged and moody. It wells up from inside me. 'Reality' unravels as it is prone to do. Light speaks.I work on my artworks in the garage, the air is cold. Back inside, I sit at the kitchen table and stare at the grey daylight, reflecting off of objects, muted yet so electric. I am being pulled into another realm and I resist, feeling the fear. Tears come and I don't know why. I don't understand. But it is no use. I long for wine, to help my transition, to help me welcome and accept whatever comes, instead of this nervous resistance.
I finally agree to pick up some wine and now with only the first glass and a sweet dark chocolate I am giving in. Twilight is near.I am calm. I let go. I welcome the strangeness.I am willing to see.
My grounding half has gone to take care of business upstate and the solitude in this house is charged and moody. It wells up from inside me. 'Reality' unravels as it is prone to do. Light speaks.I work on my artworks in the garage, the air is cold. Back inside, I sit at the kitchen table and stare at the grey daylight, reflecting off of objects, muted yet so electric. I am being pulled into another realm and I resist, feeling the fear. Tears come and I don't know why. I don't understand. But it is no use. I long for wine, to help my transition, to help me welcome and accept whatever comes, instead of this nervous resistance.
I finally agree to pick up some wine and now with only the first glass and a sweet dark chocolate I am giving in. Twilight is near.I am calm. I let go. I welcome the strangeness.I am willing to see.
