Everyone is Surrounded by A Field

 Everyone is surrounded by a field.  Some are very subtle, its almost like nothing is there.  Others are heavy, and when you lean into them, you may recoil--or be drawn in:-).  I'm not sure how or why these fields come into existence.  Sometimes I think that if you keep repeating a story to yourself, either consciously or unconsciously, that story takes a life of its own and becomes manifested writ large.  So if you think "I am this" or "I am that" that intention emanates from body and becomes its own field.   But I believe that more often than not the fields aren't really of our intentional creation at all.   Perhaps they are in response to some trauma.  The trauma might not even be ours.  It could be ancestral, or perhaps our field could have been magnetized by being in close proximity to some other field.

Do you remember the kid in junior high that no one wanted to be around? I always felt sorry for these people, still, I avoided them at times like everyone else.  Sometimes I befriended them. I'm not sure how this fits in.  

Perhaps I'm still looking at this through conventional eyes.  Let me get all woo then.  If we are all portals, all channels all mediums that other spirits or entities interact with, perhaps the energy has nothing to do with us because there really is no "us".  The energy we feel in ourselves or others could emanate from  these entities.   Or the lack of the entities.

I think that the earth also has its own field.  As does the sky.  And trees, don't forget the trees.  And of course, the rocks and crystals.  Its a jungle our there...lol

The Vagina Theory of Everything: One

Chapter One  "First Contact"

It is better to feel or hear the vagina than to think about it.  Though the mind can penetrate the mystery of the vagina, I recommend being very still, and if you can read this in a quiet place, just listen.  

As I listen now, I can hear the traffic in the street outside of my room.  As my attention comes closer to me, I can hear a faint hiss, like that of white noise.  Can you hear this?  As I focus more on this sound I sense that the hiss is actually a faint vibration.  Though this vibration starts in my ears, I realize that it is not just in my ears but in my body.  My body is also vibrating to this rhythm.  The rhythm of the vagina.

Now some may say that this rhythm is from the heart, or the pulse, or something like that.  And they would not be wrong.  For the heart is the sister to the vagina.  As is the body.  Indeed, the vagina is related to everything.  It is everything.   That is why it is so wonderful.  But I'm getting a little ahead of myself.  Its better not to plunge directly in the vagina, though its hard not to, because of course the vagina is everything.