Picture Post & A Letter from the Field: When It Comes to Truth, Experience Always Trumps Thinking

I got this from my friend, Georgette Cressend today. It’s perfect!! Georgette woke up with me a little over a year ago, and her home has become my Asheville, NC, refuge. She  is currently glowing from a deeper awakening. Here’s an extract of the letter she sent along with the cartoon. We can look forward to her coming article. F

Now to my Interesting experience …
Last Tuesday night I had what I’m calling a depressurization.
It took place in the middle of the night between 1 and 5 am. When I awoke around 1, it felt like I was sleep-walking, but very aware.I stood at the kitchen counter all night long, seemingly moving in and out of being THIS and being in the room as a body. At 5am something moved me from the kitchen to bed, where i awoke at 8:30am, aware of almost everything that had happened.  I couldn’t recognize anything, but knew where i was. i knew everything but just didn’t recognize anything. it’s still pretty much that way now.

Since then, relationship has disappeared, time has no place and every person, place or thing has no meaning, AND simultaneously, everything is so honored and adored and met with abandon. From an external view, I’m still moving about as usual, but the capacity known as georgette has melted into a boundless fullness not previously known. The pressure that came with georgette is gone, or more gone. I didn’t know pressure was here until now that there’s so much breathing room, room to be here w/out the usual pressure to uphold the boundaries.

The boundaries had melted significantly in the sessions w/ you, and now I can see that the ones that were still here, unrecognized, have faded. It also seems likely that any boundaries remaining will fade into the sunset w/out any help at all. What’s here is not known and, at the same time, so fully trusted.

 FYI … my computer screen went black. I’ll have another tomorrow, at which time I’m planning to finish the article for your website. Since last Tuesday, I want to make a few changes.
Your precious presence is right here.
All love,

georgette