Stale Chocolate
Apr. 10th, 2023 08:19 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
poliphilo I wasn't quite in phase yesterday morning. I made conversation but it was always effortful. I think it might have had something to do with having brought back from my dreams a clearer memory than usual of being among friends on the astral.
I was back in phase by lunchtime. Wendy and Mary came over and we set up an Easter egg hunt in the house and garden. The child went home with a ridiculous amount of chocolate- most of which- her mother says- will just hang around and go stale.
I can remember eating stale Easter eggs as a child because I let them hang around just as Mary does. Looking back I think I ate Easter eggs and other sweet stuff out of a sense of obligation- because it was what children were supposed to do- not because I particularly liked it.
There's a Quaker Friend- who is very charming- but gets up people's noses with her "look at me, look at me, look at me" behaviour. After spending an afternoon with Mary it came to me that our Friend is- in New Age jargon- "a young soul"- which is to say, one that is new to this planet and thrilled to be in possession of an ego. In earth years, she may be over 90, but in soul terms she's still just a child...
I had been thinking of her as a narcissist, but "young soul" is kinder...
I was back in phase by lunchtime. Wendy and Mary came over and we set up an Easter egg hunt in the house and garden. The child went home with a ridiculous amount of chocolate- most of which- her mother says- will just hang around and go stale.
I can remember eating stale Easter eggs as a child because I let them hang around just as Mary does. Looking back I think I ate Easter eggs and other sweet stuff out of a sense of obligation- because it was what children were supposed to do- not because I particularly liked it.
There's a Quaker Friend- who is very charming- but gets up people's noses with her "look at me, look at me, look at me" behaviour. After spending an afternoon with Mary it came to me that our Friend is- in New Age jargon- "a young soul"- which is to say, one that is new to this planet and thrilled to be in possession of an ego. In earth years, she may be over 90, but in soul terms she's still just a child...
I had been thinking of her as a narcissist, but "young soul" is kinder...
