Nearly Close
"Close don't count," is a little thing I say when I have been taken care of by an aspect of myself that I am not specifically conscious of. Like when I suddenly swerve and amazingly avoid an accident *right at the exact moment when that action needed to occur.* What always grabs my attention is that those are the moments when it occurs to me that I was involved in a scene completely unconsciously.
Uh oh.
I resolve to pay attention.
Like all resolutions, it is solid
until it's not and needs to
once again be reformed.
Those pesky solutions!
Gotta keep an eye on 'em.
Always solving and resolving themselves.
LOL
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My Near Miss...This morning!
Wow, so I was getting on Sethspace this morning to attempt my first blog entry when I discovered yours second from the top of people's blogs. The reason I wanted to write something was to say exactly what you penned here: "Close don't count."
This morning I was feet from becoming another statistic on I-90 because a deer decided to jump over a barrier and run across in front of me. Somehow, I started slowing down just before I spotted the brown creature up ahead and I had all I could do to slow down enough to avoid hitting it.
I was certainly taken care of by my "higher self" or as you noted, an "aspect of myself that I am not specifically conscious of."
It's amazing the things that flashed through my mind at that moment, as if my life might suddenly come to an unexpected end. Interestingly enough, I just read a section in the "Nature of the Psyche" last week where Seth talks about humans finding a bit of drama or stress to perform a cleansing of sorts, and I wonder if we seek out these near misses for those purposes.
This morning I was feet from becoming another statistic on I-90 because a deer decided to jump over a barrier and run across in front of me. Somehow, I started slowing down just before I spotted the brown creature up ahead and I had all I could do to slow down enough to avoid hitting it.
I was certainly taken care of by my "higher self" or as you noted, an "aspect of myself that I am not specifically conscious of."
It's amazing the things that flashed through my mind at that moment, as if my life might suddenly come to an unexpected end. Interestingly enough, I just read a section in the "Nature of the Psyche" last week where Seth talks about humans finding a bit of drama or stress to perform a cleansing of sorts, and I wonder if we seek out these near misses for those purposes.
