Sanjala sem sanje…

Sanjam, da ležim na tleh na hribu, na njegovem pobočju.

Hočem spati, a pod mano se pretaka voda. Pod površjem je. Kot bi bila pod zgornjim slojem.

Grem. In grem do oblačil, vmes stopim v vodo, v blato. Pridem do obutve, do oblačil, vendar nazaj ne gre po isti poti. Spustim se ob cesto in izbiram korake, iščem pot, da se povzpnem nazaj, izogibam se nevarnostim in cesti in ljudem.

Po sanjah je prišlo zavedanje…

Zdaj,

včasih,

ko sedim na Zemlji,

jo čutim.

Čutim to silo.

Zemlja pod mano se premika.

Živa je!

Živa Zemlja.

In v Carlosovi knjigi sem našla čudovit opis…

“I’ve been telling you all along about the great findings that the old seers made,” he said. “Just as they found out that organic life is not the only life present on earth, they also discovered that the earth itself is a living being.”

He waited a moment before continuing. He smiled at me as if inviting me to make a comment. I could not think of anything to say.

“The old seers saw that the earth has a coccon” he went on. “They saw that there is a ball encasing the earth, a luminous cocoon that entraps the Eagle’s emanations. The earth is a gigantic sentient being subjected to the same forces we are.”¹

Zemlja, veliko čuteče bitje.

1. Carlos Castaneda: The Fire From Within, The Earth’s Boost ↩︎

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