Consciousness fields

The instinct of migrating birds
The collective subconscious dreamsource
The knowledge of Divine Essence
Come all from the same place...

It's like we live in idea fields connected by the interactions of dream bosons

The Girl in the Pink Floyd Shirt (fragment)

The girl in the Pink Floyd shirt twirled her long blonde hair around one and another finger and he noticed her as he put the biography of Yeats back on the shelf. She was folded into the overstuffed chair with her foot tucked under her knee, reading a book about the Gaia theory of life on Earth. He noticed the abandoned clog on the floor, the blue jeans worn at the knee with flowers drawn all over them, the loose fitting shirt and hair falling across her bosom and she looked up at him.
He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and gestured vaguely at her tee-shirt.

"So you like Dark Side of the Moon...? "
" No, I just like the image, the prism and colors."
"Oh okay... "

She stood up like she'd just remembered an appointment.
" See you around."

She left the book on the seat and walked past the counter, beaming a smile at the mother and baby coming in from the warm sunny day and almost danced out the door, like a butterfly that you will never see again.

Fragments

Haunted now, my
feelings uncontained
Seeking answers in the
deepest layers
Of my self-awareness
The knowledge of
another truth
Beating in my Purpose
Hopes dreams and love
Walking the earth in the
Form of love of you...

Sunshine

I live now for Sunshine
For warm gifts of starlight
To let the heat soak deep
Down into my bones

The Sun now is hidden
by rainfall and storm clouds
but still I see daylight
and know that it's there.
my faith is unshaken
I live in my purpose
to now and forever
belong to the Sun

And let the Sun's light live in me evermore
The Sun's heart and my heart are One.

Clifton Goodwin
Winter Twenty Thirteen