THE connection I have been waiting upon has not occurred. I don't know where the short is, but I suspect it is on my end. I have never been proficient with which end the energy source originates. I just don't care how things work.
Months of anticipation and travel arrangements, confirmations and emails resulted in NOTHING.
Weather settled over the desert and the astronomer canceled. "Unusual clouds and moderate winds
crept into my scheduled visit. BLOCKED!
So I decided to leave the area in favor of higher altitudes; drove two hours back over switchbacks and 2,000 feet elevation. Booked a bed and breakfast and crossed my fingers. I kept the curtains open and gazed every fifteen minutes until half-past hoot owl and NOTHING.
I am resolved to continue connecting with the stars. In my mind, the journey will begin with a little education. Astronomy piques my attention. No dissection or botanical/ animal collection necessary.
A telescope would be helpful. An astronomer would be more helpful.
In the meantime...
Cosmos fill my unlearned mind. Planets, moons, and stars; it's not the universe of my childhood.
Discoveries can hardly be cataloged due to the sheer quantity, the learning is at warp speed and the smartest man in the world just died. I know this and I don't understand physics.
I am reading, at a leisurely pace, articles that address the possibility of extra terrestrial life. My interest is specific to star seeds, Indigos, Nordics and the multiverse which yields them. It's a truth-a comfortable fit and the proverbial final piece of the puzzle. Digesting this truth creates conflict. Conflict fuels loyalty and I am walking the fine line. How does destiny confirm existence?
Maybe the blockage is simply a screen that requires repositioning. Maybe it's a veil and I will peek though it and gaze at the reason I am here.
I simply have to open myself to possibilities and cross my fingers that clear skies will prevail.
