An on-going conversation with cooperative networks of conscious particles through the focal point of Heartstone.
On a dark and stormy night....
Wildfires raged in forests nearby, and their ashes fell like snow.
Last night (9/3) the setting sun blazed red as blood, and the rising orange moon was indistinct in the smoke-hazed sky.
After lying down for the night, we felt winds whipping up and lashing the yurt and trees of the yard. We wondered how it must be for the firefighters, already worn from weeks of using their force to contain blazes. Each day the temperature from the sun has risen on land to over 100 degrees, and the firefighters in their heavy protective gear....
I'd had a session of inversion and toning, and was ready for sleep which did not come. Each time my body quieted into rest, words arose and I felt urged to get up and write. Even when I protested with, 'I'll remember it and write in the morning,' the words persisted and I gave in and got up.
This was not a typical conversation with Heartstone, which I have initiated by asking questions. Instead, it just came and would not stop. Questions are asked, but I don't know who asked them, or from which dimension they originated. The energy behind some of the words felt like Heartstone, like thoughts from beyond my usual brain activity, yet I feel my personal thought process participated. It is what it is, and shared here as it was written.
Humans are cellular biomass.
What is the largest human cell? The egg.
And the smallest? The sperm.
Suppressed emotions are stored in the cells.
Intuition is also cellular.
But, cells are made of molecules.
Is intuition generated from the cells, or the molecules?
Or, does a true intuitive signal emit from the atoms? Or from the particle networks?