SQUARE PEGS.....

Have that strange sensation at the moment, that one where everything feels like it's being written about rather me writing about it. More than just a residue of the conversation I had  yesterday about the heart having its own memories about the past and the future. It's something I find fascinating and beautiful. To think that my heart remembers what will be, knows the future through its own precognition, holds the insight that gives me that oooh feeling about people and things. Turns out its a possible, well mainstream  science is starting to think about it so that makes it their discovery and the truth, for a while.Apparently, my brain is second in command and only gives me the impression that I'm making the decisions. There have been many times I've had the discussion between one and the other. Both have used me as a sounding board and some agreement has been met that has not always suited either the heart or the head.  

Add to this the conversation that lead to the conclusion that time as we see it is an illusion and that all things past, present and future happen simultaneously which got lodged firmly in my head and really set me up for an afternoon of dealing with training requests .  How am I supposed to function in my allotted role if I cant even accept what's in front of me as real? Add to that the possibility that consciousness is a shared and separate entity on its own and I was really in the mood for walking in to Sainsbury's and shouting "None of this is real"! I kind of feel that anyway. Somewhere, in my heart, I know it..don't I ?


This is the lot of a ponderer....