Clarity,
Office 17622,
PO Box 6945,
London.
W1A 6US
United Kingdom
Phone/ Voicemail:
+44 (0)20 3287 3053 (UK)
+1 (561) 459-4758 (US).
The most interesting thing was with line 6 - i couldnt teach my class because the person who has the keys for the space was not there... nor were the students. I waited and waited then left very upset, only later i learned from one of them they were there all along, in another inner-yard....
if that doesnt describe line 6 i dont know what does !
that's great, that the advice of this line, dont stay locked up and upset (in mourning).
could the relating hex be everthing after 7pm?
after I saw i couldnt teach my class i headed to my friends house were I was supposed to have dinner anyway. They are a couple and they had been fighting so the atmosphere was pretty tense. I had a tea with them and left before even having dinner.
I headed home and spent the night on my own feeling a bit distant from myself and things, but not feeling bad.
Wind blowing over water disperses it, dissolving it into foam and mist.
Everyday is a gift, even the weird ones. Thanks for sharing all of this. Its really interesting in terms of how an all-lines changing reading has played out.
... Lightly, my darling, lightly. Even when it comes to dying. Nothing ponderous, or portentous, or emphatic. No rhetoric, no tremolos, no self-conscious persona putting on its celebrated imitation of Christ or Goethe or Little Nell. And, of course, no theology, no metaphysics. Just the fact of dying and the fact of Clear Light.
So throw away all your baggage and go forward. There are quicksands all about you, sucking at your feet, trying to suck you down into fear and self-pity and despair. That's why you must walk so lightly. Lightly, my darling . . . Completely unencumbered.
Aldous Huxley
Clarity,
Office 17622,
PO Box 6945,
London.
W1A 6US
United Kingdom
Phone/ Voicemail:
+44 (0)20 3287 3053 (UK)
+1 (561) 459-4758 (US).