JUNE 10, 2014 TUESDAY MORNING
Hi, Honey Bun. You seem to find such creative ways to make me remember things from our times together in dreams! Last night, you were creating something, I think. Oh, you were as beautiful as you have ever been, a young adult angel in the prime health and happiness. I was standing next to you feeling as at ease with the universe as I ever have felt in any dimension. My mind turned to something else which would require me to walk into another room. I am not clear what it was now. But before I even turned to step away, you took my left hand gently into yours and wrapped three or four loops of sticky scotch tape around it.
Now in these higher realms of consciousness, these so-called dreams, images like this scotch tape are often metaphors, I believe, for other things. For instance, wrapping the sticky tape around my hand might very well have been your means in that moment of telling me to "Stick around."
But in the higher dimensions of our lives, a metaphor often carries more than one meaning, especially when a creative artist like you are producing the metaphor. This scotch tape might also have been meant by you to be puzzling enough to me to stimulate my curiosity enough to focus extra attention on it, that would feed more energy into my conscious awareness of it to keep it in my mind as I cross the psychic border from higher consciousness back into the lower conscious states of the physical dimension.
Not only that, my Dear Sweet Angel, but your scotch tape image might also have been intended to convey a third meaning at the same time. At first I thought you might mean I should revisit the works of George Berkeley. But then I realized he was not Scottish but Irish. So I endeavored to google up some information of Scottish philosophers.
MUCH LATER:
I settled on one Duns Scotus after a long tiring day of being out in 100 degree heat. I had to let investigations of this philosopher and his work wait until tomorrow.
I love you, Honey Bun. See you soon.
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