As time progresses and the feelings surrounding peoples individual spiritual and physical situations seem to change from one moment to the next, the way things are perceived can also shift and change. Have you ever noticed that on one day you might be looking at something quite commonplace, that really has nothing extra-particular about it, it’s just as it always has been, or it’s becoming something that isn’t all that dissimilar to something else seen before somewhere else. Then on a day, quite a day not all that particularly different from all the rest, you look at that same thing, and it takes on a completely different visage in your mind. The outlines of the thing, just are different, they have become almost moot to the eye, instead blending into the background and exhibiting the special fact that it’s an integral part of what’s around it, not separate at all.

Now, if this seems a run-around start to something odd, yes, I suppose it could be. But to place this supposed something into some level context, I’ll try to ground this for a bit. In the past, in fact quite some distant past, I heard a marvelous story of a savant. One of the precious and special people who at a first glance, carry themselves in most of the publics eye as being limited as compared to the rest of society. Well, this young person one day, on quite a typical walk with his Mother, stopped to look at something. Something quite ordinary as things go. He looked at a raindrop on the edge of a leaf. Now to most people, this would be a similar yet beautiful sight. One that would pass notice in a moment or so. To this young person though, something happened in that instant of a look. He looked closer, and closer, and let the vision of what he saw become something greater than what his eyes and mind first saw it to be. The edges of the droplet, faded into the leaf, and when he looked deeper still, he saw the glisten of edges within the drop of water. So fine and beautiful that they were, he looked even deeper, relaxing his eyes and letting his gaze fall ever deeper into the droplet. He saw minute and fine strings of life, flickering molecules and changing states of being within the little droplet. Life at such a small level it would never be imagined at a glance. As he looked and thought ever deeper, the droplet in his mind was falling and suddenly with a splash, blended into the grass in one creative moment of bonding. Then the droplet became a completely different thing, now a part of its new surroundings. All a result of a shift in its reality from one moment to the next. Almost in the blink of an eye.

Now this fine little story that my Mother told me when I was a boy, never has left my mind and recently ever more so. As these days of shift and change move on and I notice differences in how I perceive the states of energy around me, and feel differences in how people react and act along with these changes, it starts to become clearer just how individual energy reacts to other shields of energy that people project, manipulate, shift and change on a daily basis. When someone feels anger, their state of energy changes, often their aura’s color will shift right along with the mood. As they feel happy, they glow. How often has that been said as a metaphor in someone’s sentence? Except it’s far greater than some metaphoric word play. I believe it’s quite real, and comes out in metaphoric form in communication. How far can one perceive shifts in states of being and feeling from moment to moment? Can others as well feel minute and drastic changes when they are amongst not too friendly people, or those of a like persuasion? Is it possible, as shifts in states of being move along in the universe, to feel and perceive them as they happen?

One wonders…

As Always,

WD Allan

© 2009 WD Allan, spiritualitymoment.com

All Rights Reserved