Approaching Zero Hour...

     Two days. That's how long I have before Zero Hour, the day I leave to start a new life and embark upon a new adventure. I chose to write a post forty-eight hours before I leave because of the symbolic connotations of the number 48. It's a reference to the next evolutionary leap in humanity as we move from forty-six chromosomes to forty-eight. It is believed in some circles that the number of chromosomes we currently receive from each parent, 23, is an imbalanced number and therefore our current state of "fear based experience" is a reflection of the that imbalance. For a reference to this idea I gladly point you to Carl Jung with his ideas on the psychology of the shadow and also a song by the band Tool, called "Forty-six and Two."

     Now whether that is true or not isn't important. What's important here is that I use symbols and suggestive thinking on myself to speak directly to my subconcious in order to bring about specifically desired results. In this case, I'm making a conscious effort to leap empty handed into the void, leaving everything behind as I venture forth into the unknown, gambling with my own life in order to seek out a new path to walk; a path with a heart & an ambiguous destination... becoming the "highest version of the highest vision I have about myself." In other words, unlocking my full potential as I seek enlightenment. As a stepping stone I am using this post and it's subtext as a blueprint for my impending death and rebirth.

     In continuing with the death and rebirth symbolism, happenstance (or synchronicity) would have it that my ticket for departure, on my next journey in the forests of Glacier National Park, is set to leave at 11:59pm on Memorial Day, just one minute before the dawn of a new day. And so too will I remember and pay homage to the old me as I stand at the precipice of the dawn of a new me, reborn, flying from the ashes of the old me like a phoenix at the moment of it's rebirth. The culmination of the Alchemizing of my Spirit and consciousness.

    I keep symbols of death and birth near me and the universe speaks clearly to me that I am on the correct path. At least that's what I feel. Words do not magically appear in my ear as though Goes itself were speaking to me. My method is less dogmatic than that of a religion. I trust my own intuition these days and I disregard that which does not align with my inner guidance. Each of us should trust that inner voice instead of the chatter of others. In any case, I will be putting that theory to test beginning a minute before midnight on Memorial Day. Until then I must finish preparing and then I will wait with bated breath until departure...