The weather was clear blue skies the whole day as I deep fried some chicken for lunch. Trees swayed to the warm afternoon breezes while ‘Maw’ pulled some very thin white hair afterwards. We showered and got ready for mass. We wore the warm colors from light brown to dark brown. And the clothes were made out of 100% polyester, which made feeling warm much hotter under the sun.
During the long-winded and very boring sermon by the soft-spoken priest, I mediated with my half-opened eyes. I’ve been feeling very tired today as well as the past few weeks around the time the California fires were raging. I’d find myself loosing my sleeping pattern — catching two hour naps during the daytime (morning and sometimes afternoon) to make up for retiring to bed past midnight due to blogging and the other foolish bane of my life.
Furthermore, my mind has been foggy and not quite alert. There have been several incidences where I couldn’t remember where I placed my keys (which were either in the pocket of my vest or pants) or where I should make a turn to our next designation in the Save Mart where upon our exit some blond haired, blue-eyed kid was seeking donation for ‘teenage addiction’, which I felt guilty not giving due to him ‘coughing earlier to get my attention, where upon I subtly flicked him off unfortunately.
Times like these have been trying as I battle my left sinus congestion with medicated nasal spray, which I bought today to replace my empty bottle and painful neck, which has been creaking and popping from turning to look either left or right. I do wonder if I need to change my lumpy pillows caused by repeated washing over the years. This is not to mention my other shoes, which also needs replacement. One is already falling apart inside and the bottom has worn off towards the back of the heel from the way I scrap my feet while walking.
Anyway, as I meditated during the sermon, I visualized sitting at the beach and taking both of his hand into mine; so I could examine the markings upon his palms. I clearly saw these markings in my minds’ eyes. Then I placed the flat of my palms against his and brought those towards the front within shoulder distance of each other at chest level. While both our hands were held vertically in this position, I heard the sound system of the church make some static noise. This was at 05:22PM after I grabbed the left forearm of ‘Maw’ in order to view the time on her Rolex watch.
I grinned knowingly as I recalled another similar event, which occurred during afternoon mass. On July 12, 2008 and at around 05:45PM, the sound system of the church made one loud zapping noise followed by a decrease in fizzling later on. This was after I mediated upon his concentric circles of mostly purple and pink. My gaze was focused at the right wall of the altar directly in front of me. I don’t know about co-incidence but this (like so many of my previous blogs have indicated) happens to be another synchronous event that cannot be explained by ‘moi’.
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