A Close Strike
The electrical theme Sue, yes! So much has been going on over the last week that I just don't seem to be able to catch up.
In my creativity session on Monday evening we spent time looking at the two significant dreams of the previous week, the dream of my salmon heart, and of the encounter with the secret agent, a white woman who appeared to be Asian. I will post further on the connection between these two dreams in the dream thread, but just before the dream ended with the secret agent coming to my room for the purpose of seduction, there was the feeling was of "electricity" between us. Of course I woke up before a connection could be made.
The secret agent is in fact my heart, but a heart which has learned the wisdom of caution and strategy as well as outpouring love and vulnerable transparency. In this sense the electricity is a metaphor of both erotic attraction and chakral energy flow, the Heart Chakra yearning for integration and union with the activated Root and Sacral, Crown and Third Eye, but blocked out by the intervening constrictions of the Solar Plexus and Throat.
In any event, I also had a close encounter of the physical kind on Wednesday morning, October 26. At about 4:15 in the morning the whole community was woken up my a dramatic thunderstorm - I "happened" to be awake in bed before the storm started. The first blast was delayed about three seconds from the lightning, and the thunder was extremely sustained and impressive - quite enjoyable in fact. The second blast was delayed about two seconds and more energetic but not so sustained.
When I saw the third lightning I simultaneously felt the hair on my face stand up on end. I can't say I ever remember that happening before. The thunder came less than a second later, so the strike was therefore less than 1,000 feet away. Although our house is founded on solid rock, it shook very violently and deeply. We are situated at the top of a steep ridge, at almost the highest point in this part of the village. The old growth forest in our back yard is at the peak, and higher than the house, so it is likely that a ground strike would have hit our trees. Luckily most of these trees are far enough from the house that they could not have fallen on it. But no one in the village reported any damage, so it is likely that the lightning was in cloud-to-cloud form, but directly overhead.
I can't say I was afraid, because I didn't have time to be. It was actually a very awesome experience, with some interesting parallels in the secret agent dream of a week before - a close call in both cases!
The lightning storm also put me in mind of how I first started to image chakral flow, before I had read anything about it, as two streams of lightning fusing together. I wrote about this as
The Exquisite Kiss in the first SG Dreams thread, of how the initiating sky descends towards the earth, she responding in multiple orgiastic embrace:
Sophie-David said:
In talking over this chakric energy with a friend, a further image has emerged which illustrates the polarites of male and female natural energies converging from above and below, based on the behaviour of lightning. In the most typical forms of lightning, a stepped leader of negatively charged ions emerges from the clouds and reaches downwards. This is the probing masculine initiating stroke of energy which comes from above. Sometimes the earth responds with an ascending counter leader which fuses with the descending one, but often the stepped leader reaches fully to the earth's surface. Once this energy channel is established, the earth erupts with at least one - but usually several - very high positive energy return strokes, the feminine response. These return strokes are what we actually see with our eyes, the lightning emerging from the ground and reaching the sky. Like metaphoric lovers, when the sky's energy touches down, the earth responds in multiples.
But in my personal vision of chakral flow so far, the flow from above has been in feminine rains, the surge from below in masculine fire.
For interest, I just took the attached wide-angle picture through the rear attic window (Lynn's room), showing part of our rainforest. We are looking slightly upwards; the holly tree in the bottom left is about 12 feet tall and level with the bottom of the window. Our bedroom and retail shop are located directly below this room.