Feeling a bit 'out of it' ? Then its time to take a seat on your own personal inner train journey through an surreal 'winter wonderland'. That is, a journey creating itself as it goes along.

Last few weeks have been lower level 'highs' and 'lows' for me.
Not such big swings between the two means that less recouperation is needed, but also the contrast is not so obvious...so that means I have to look hard to see the progress.

The impact of what is happening is less obvious, and that means, I ask myself ...."Is anything actually happening at all?"

I can only feel the push of the life force forward, but don't see where to, or rather where this push is bringing me because 'all' around me, in the outer world appears to be business as usual, or rather no improvements in business as usual.

The Lull in my own personal trajectory, of the last two weeks seems to read like a Jane Austen novel where the story line is small and about personal trivia and completely not a part of whats happening in the world. Its like being on an enforced sabattical, but you don't know why youve taken it and you don't know what you are supposed to do with it. Being Cut off from the frenzy of outside life is fine, not being part of the craziness going on in every arena from the big Push into the Christmas Pantomime of 'gifting', to the Brexit situation, to the Hollywood extravaganza of US politics, and to the many wars still occupying large parts of humanity's experience. Nothing...I have departed from those stations, one by one. My train is going through some winter wonderland scenery and its headed slowly through dimensional shift, I look out of the windows and watch what is going on, but inside  my train is something else, inside my train is the winter wonderland, its just that I can't quite 'see' it clearly yet. Its like it hasn't quite decided what it's going to be. Or maybe its going through the changes soooo quickly that each stage is outgrown before it comes to fruition and that builds into a blurring experience, which feels like passing through landscapes on a high speed train.
Maybe the quantumness of it, where the 'reality' of the inner images rise up and take on form... only when you see it, and when your vision moves quickly on another whizzes in and so on, until the visions blur into a steady encompassing 'nothing on this journey is real', yet. 

The inner reality  is creating the outer reality, i.e what is experienced in your personal train journey, as it goes along, but as the train is moving so fast nothing has time to fully create before you move on to the next, so the blurriness of life within the carriage becomes disconcerting and totally out of sinc with the many so called reality outer landscapes it travels through.  What is going on outside the train???
 I can't even tell you what is going on inside the train...Michaela.