Being Caught up in the Cosmic.

Anybody who read Collecting Firsts two posts ago could be forgiven for wondering whether I really had lost the plot that time: exchanged neurosis for psychosis and become truly delusional at last, with all the manifestations to which the deluded are prey. Apparently not; the evidence is still here this morning.

It seems there might be something cosmic going on. There have been too many bits of weird synchronicity happening over the past few days that were not only synchronous in themselves, but also evidently connected. I have no idea what it is yet because the problem with cosmic goings on is that they are inherently mysterious. They’re not something you can be proactive about; all you can do is react and make choices one step at a time. There’s no way of knowing whether they will bring about a major change of direction, or whether they’re merely there to be dealt with in passing.

So far I have a new theory about Jesus, Peter and Mary Magdalene, but that will have to wait because there are a couple of jobs I want to get done before lunch. There’s a lot to be said for fetching water and chopping wood.