The solar plexus, located behind my diagram is likened to the sun of the body it is distributing energy which the body is constantly generating, I read that over and over again, and find it fascinating. As I ponder this I become aware of the cd in my car, I have been playing this particular one for months straight, on my daily drive to run errands and visit my Mom at St. Joseph Villa nursing home.. But today I hear the lyrics loud and clear
” In my plan to be myself, I became someone else,
Dreaming dreams I hardly know,
Looking through the snow,
For the path to the place that I’d come from
I am searching for the source of the sun.”
Today, I sing those words with new meaning, I see the red pencil syndrome of becoming someone else, following other people dreams and my search to find the sun and the young girl I once was full of hope (the path I come from).
Completely blew my mind, and this inexplicable thing happened out of nowhere. Then I remember as I sit perfectly still, and think, what creeps into my sleeping subconscious, I remember, last June at the hospital, standing vigil as my father slipped away, I was in the hospital gift shop and on the counter, a small charm lays there in my line of sight that reads “Be still and know…” Psalm 46:10, I am mesmerized
Have I found the source of the sun? My mind is buzzing with energy and a strange sense of synchronicity. This MKE is a wild ride. Crack off another piece of cement.