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     Two days, that's how long I have before Zero Hour, the day I leave to start a new life and embark upon a new adventure. I chose to write a post forty-eight hours before I leave because of the symbolic connotations of the number 48. It's a reference to the next evolutionary leap in humanity as we move from forty-six chromosomes to forty-eight. It is believed in some circles that the number of chromosomes we currently receive from each parent, 23, is an imbalanced number and therefore our current state of "fear based experience" is a reflection of the that imbalance. For a reference to this idea I gladly point you to a song by the band Tool called "Forty-six and Two."

     Now whether that is true or not isn't important. What's important here is that I use symbols and suggestive thinking on myself to speak directly to my subconcious in order to bring about specifically desired results. In this case, I'm making a conscious effort to leap empty handed into the void, leaving everything behind as I venture forth into the unknown, gambling with my own life in order to seek out a new path to walk; a path that has a heart & an ambiguous destination... becoming the "highest version of the highest vision I have about myself." In other words, unlocking my full potential as I seek enlightenment and as a stepping stone I am using this post and the subtext as a blueprint for my coming death and rebirth.

     In continuing with the death and rebirth symbolism, happenstance (or synchronicity) would have it that my ticket to depart for my next journey in the forests of Glacier National Park is set to leave at 11:59pm on Memorial Day, just one minute before the dawn of a new day. And so too will I remember and pay homage to the old me as I stand at the precipice of the dawn of a new me, reborn, flying from the ashes of the old me like a phoenix at the moment of it's rebirth. The culmination of the Alchemizing of my Spirit and consciousness.

    I keep symbols of death and birth near me and the universe speaks clearly to me that I am on the correct path. At least that's what I feel. Words do not magically appear in my ear as though Goes itself were speaking to me, or a demon. Allegedly the two would be difficult to distinguish as Angels and Demons apparently will say the same things, one is deception and the other benevolent and it's up to us to decide which. My method is less dogmatic as I trust my own intuition these days and I disregard that which does not align with my inner guidance. Each of us should trust that inner voice instead of the chatter of others. In any case, I will be putting that theory to test beginning a minute before midnight on Memorial Day. Until then I must finish preparing and then I will wait with bated breath...