We are in our backyard, bundled up so that only the tips of our noses are showing. It is 7 below, but sunny. I lean against our still-up trampoline, now sunken with snow, and look at my son and puppy playing in the snow. Their movement is dark against the blue sky and crystal snow and I have a thought of how beautiful and perfect it all is. Then the sky disappears, the snow and trees fall away, even my son and puppy are gone. I see only space. Not dark or light, just absence of everything. A kind of smooth stillness. Just as I think “Huh” I see teeny little white sparkles in the sky in front of the emptiness. There are not very many, but they are rainbow colored but mostly translucent, like that kind of glitter. The trees come ‘back’ and I see more white sparkles where the trees are, and can feel the energy of the particles in my body. Then my son and puppy come back into my field of vision, but their bodies are tightly compacted white sparkles, shifting and swirling and vibrating. I see all of the sparkles move in synchronicity as my son bends over to pick up the stick. I see the particles swooshing with my puppy’s tail. I am transfixed on looking at the sparkles everywhere, and just as my mind starts to form the thought of “Huh” again (I think the longer thought might have, ‘What’s going on?") the particle vision absorbed back into the ‘real’ life (or maybe it was the other way around) and I could see everything again as it appeared before. But still kind of not. I can still feel that energy inside of me - that movement, and it felt like the energy in “Golden Compass” so maybe that’s part of why I loved that book so much - I could feel the Truth of what Pullman (genius!) had written. I’m not sure.
I still see ‘normally’ (whatever that means) but I can still see the particles vibrating throughout everything now. I knew they were always there, even if I didn’t have the words. It’s as if another big veil just dropped down, and I think that’s happening more and more these days, even if we’re not conscious of it. I like my backyard. Cool stuff happens out there. I think I’ll hang out there more. There are plenty more veils to drop.