Micro

Very tight schedule this week. Jolly well that the prompt is Micro. Squeezing a micro thought into a micro window of time before I get back to swimming in a macro pool of words in so many different languages.

I broke something really precious today, and it hurts me deep. I was in a hurry, and rather absentminded with my scattered brain all over the place, and it slipped right through my fingers. Oh gosh. That really woke me up, snapped me right out of the fuzzy funk. “Oh gosh, Universe, what is the lesson here?!” That was my first reaction, rather than mourning over losing it.

So many things a rational mind can think of, even under the new age umbrella of reasonings. Guess I was not fully present in the moment, and that was a big big big warning, before anything bigger happens. Or it could also be some form of karma – like did I do something bad, was it to repay something else, did it just ward off some crappier sh*t that could have happened? Well, it could also be that bottle is not good for me, and better off broken. We really don’t know, but it felt like the answer was none of the above.

I asked the cards (as usual…) and I got Abundance (?!?!?!). Well, I am already grateful for my focus being on something broader (and perhaps more meaningful) than mourning over that spilt milk. Is that abundance? In a way it is, because it may be expensive but I don’t exactly feel the pinch because it felt like there was some other magnetic (?) force behind it, so the meaning had to be bigger than its value at a material level? Maybe also because I feel that I have enough (in a good way) that I do not really grouch and grunt about it? Honestly, I still have no idea. Usually I get the conclusion by the end of  blog post, but it apparently does not work today. :s

My feeling is that it is still something to do with Karma, but in what sense, I have no idea. I have been very diligently doing healing work this past week, so I would not be surprised if it was some “replacement” for whatever I had to repay for whatever history / reason. I still believe in What goes around comes around (and vice versa), and that they do not have to be the exact event / item to / from the exact same person. I just hope that all has been resolved / dissolved behind the scenes or underneath the radar.

Shrugs. Pardon my rant. I promise to write more meaningful stuff in the next post.

Anyhow, here is a micro pattern of corn! Mom cut a tiny row so that Oliver has somewhere to start munching. We ended up ogling the pattern of corn kernels. 😀

Kthxbye!