crazy day

I was biking to the farmers' market and stopped at a light and looked over--and saw a dear friend from the Tree of Life! Just sitting there, hanging out with some other people. A really sweet, open, accepting guy. I had missed getting his e-mail address somehow, and had thought about how I wished I had it; yesterday, in fact, I thought about how he blessed his food and had these long, funny, sweet prayers, and how I might want to do that myself. I learn something everytime I talk to this guy. He is in another world, so he can be kind of spacey. But so sweet.

He is going to be here until the end of the month! We talked for hours and exchanged lots of ideas. I learned so much. All these things I had thought about before were coming together. We went to Greenstar and started talking to some other guy, and then we talked for an hour, in the produce department.

One thing I liked a lot that he said--there is this group of Christians that live together in a communal way, it is pretty cool, eco-friendly I think. They want to live their ideals instead of just talking about them. But they try and recruit you everytime you talk to them, and say that we are not all God's children, just the ones who act in this way are. The rest of the world is in Satan's grasp. (Satan!? I nearly laughed. Too bad for them, that they limit themselves with these thoughts. Satan is just a concept, a personification of ignorance--which works out to be evil).

Anyway, he said that when they talk he thinks:"~~~~~~~~"and just takes in the good parts. They have lots of good parts. The rest, he doesn't even hear. Everyone says only they have the right answer, it's nothing to pay attention to. You just go with what resonates for you personally. It's much better than judging the person. Hmmmm... that explains why when I saw parts of the debate this past week, I didn't hear anything. Nothing true was being said!

The whole thing was crazy. I felt like I got high, high, higher. I wasn't going to tell Roman the details of our crazy conversation, because it would be too much and make him feel uncomfortable. I'm talking about other realms of consciousness, and he's open but also firmly rooted in this reality. Then, later on today, I was feeling too high, too weird, like I would float away (my hands were shaking), or maybe spirits would talk to me (and that's too weird for me right now). So I ate to ground myself, and thought more about my imagined response from Roman. He is always teaching me something, even if he or I doesn't know it. He is getting weirded out by me generally lately, being so floaty, and this would bother him even more. What is the lesson there? I know I need to be careful to move slowly and be more careful about grounding myself---that's the lesson. Be grounded enough so that I have something "normal" to talk to him about. That's not holding back--it's self-pacing. Self-pacing is very emphasized in the yoga meditations I am following, and I am not pacing myself well. So, I still feel super weird, I think I am going to watch the Office. Instead of meditating even more and frying my brains out :)