Right place, wrong time?

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Lately I have been thinking about the origins of thoughts and ideas. Does the brain recognize and record impulses from collective consciousness or the Divine Mind? Is there really a difference between human/ego thoughts and spiritual knowing? When I say this idea came from me, what does that really mean?

I do not plan to solve this conundrum now. It is merely a prelude to today’s post about two subjects perfect for Mercury retrograde in Aquarius: society and memories.

It continually amazes me how certain childhood memories have such strong significance decades later in life. Here is one that is ready to leave the draft folder and make its debut.

When I was 10 years old we moved to New Britain, Connecticut. It was one of the most beautiful places I had ever been to in the United States, at that point in my life. Our apartment was an end unit and had three levels so it was closer to an actual house. This was a first for me, having lived only in apartments. The buildings were indicative of Shingle style architecture and were quite lovely. We lived in a rather undeveloped, highly wooded area and there was a brook in the backyard. Most of the complex was still under construction.  I could not find an acceptable image of the area but the painting above provides a similar flavor.

I met a neighbor boy from my apartment complex and we took a long walk on the property. He was older and had dark hair. He was not a classmate and frankly I have no clue how we met or why were together. All I know is that this memory has remained ” on the front burner” throughout my life. We talked about subjects that were foreign but fascinating. The most intriguing idea he discussed was bartering. He told me there was a time when we did not have actual money and a totally different system of exchange was in place. As we moved through the woods immersed in nature, I tried to visualize this novel way of living. My mind was flooded with such exciting information. It was so exotic and sophisticated. To me the notion seemed futuristic.

As I reflect on the 21st century society I find myself in, I keep asking myself if the past was in many ways so much more progressive than the present? I also wonder if my love for my Connecticut home led me to live near the edge of the woods as an adult? Such magical notions arise in me when in nature. Some of my best conversations happen in the natural world.  Who was this boy and why was he interested in talking to this young girl? I will probably never know, but I believe the barter system is making a comeback and will eventually replace our current system.

My mother repeatedly told me I was born too late. She meant I should have been born early enough to have been a hippie. Sometimes I think I would have preferred to have been part of a self-contained society where life was simple, natural, and rich with authenticity and meaning.

Are we heading in that direction?

 related posts: https://litebeing.com/2014/04/11/spin-the-wheel-of-time-update/

https://litebeing.com/2014/03/25/tuesdays-hodgepodge/

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