Reading Making Your Way Through A Wild New World, encountered a guided visualization.
Now, I'm notorious for NOT doing well with guided visualizations. And this one started with envisioning myself in my favorite room in our house - I have no favorite room. In all of my life, in all the houses I lived in, I only had one favorite room ~ the living room at 2501 Woodland Road. Never fully comfortable in any others. Just the one. And this visualization clearly seemed to be talking about a present room.
Sigh... Okay, picked the room I was in, the den. Let's give it a try... And it clicked!! WOW!
At the end, the other who entered the visualization - a small black cat who may or may not be Amory - gave me a box, within which was a hammer & a chisel. I had shared with the other my primary problem of being encircled by a low wall, no more than two feet tall, which is keeping me penned into where I am. They are for chiseling an opening, but all I really need to do, the cat advised, is to lift my leg & hoist myself over. "But that is too simple for your human brain, which trusts difficult answers instead of simple solutions."
Which got me to thinking. Ever since I was 24, I've scaled wall after wall, the tallest being the first. Was never discouraged to find another wall; it seemed reasonable. Getting over walls became my most important activity. I called it getting clarity. But always, in the back of my mind, was the expectation of another wall.
It's pretty obvious that there is no wall after this last one. Just a red brick wall encircling me, about two feet high off the ground, with a top fashioned like a round bench, so I can sit down comfortably. Inside, of course.
So, now I have a hammer & chisel to chip my way out. When I get tired, I can sit on the top of the wall to rest. Or, if I am very clear & very bold, I can lift my leg & hoist myself over my final wall of Jericho.
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