Our String Theory
October 14 2023 | Port de Soller, Mallorca, Spain
A New Moon, a Solar Eclipse and String Theory.
Four years ago just at the beginning of covid days, I was sitting in the trees at my favorite park on Longboat Key in a quiet space, wondering about our future, and a million other things. Probably drinking coffee.
And I perceived these strings - these energetic configurations that were perceivable to me using heightened senses that were even sharper with the concerns over the pandemic. I observed them - the life in them. If we move them a certain way… we create ripples in the universe. We create everything with the movement of the string.
Then the consideration came that within each string, we could focus to see even more information. And the source of their creation.
Some of you may remember me writing about this back then too.
Monday night in the airport in Mallorca, my data stopped working as soon as I stepped off the plane in Spain. I couldn’t get messages from my friend Christin who I was supposed to meet at her apartment. How was I to get there from the airport once I stepped out of the airport’s Wi-Fi? The Uber app wasn’t finding me a driver either.
I looked up from where I was walking in the airport and this man says: do you want to share a cab? And that’s how I found myself in Mallorca in a conversation with a guy from Seattle who had just come out of a 2 week meditation retreat in Barcelona. We ended up sharing a cab (the Uber never did show up) and wine and tapas and spoke for hours about mathematics (He had done his graduate studies in Mathematics at Berkley), philosophy, meditation, (did I know who Joseph Campbell was?), intuition (so you can see these algorithms?) And I may or may not have kissed him A LOT.
Intelligence is so damn attractive.
But I digress.
So that whole experience and conversation brought me again to that space of what’s real? What is even real? And isn’t it just what we create?
But how to get into that state to create? To be the place and energy we actually want to create from? So as not to create from rubbish energy, and thereby risk making more rubbish.
Staring out at this crazy brilliant blue cove in Mallorca, the energy of the strings appears again to me. Dancing. In the space in this moment, I can perceive them clearly again. They come back to me, reminding me of when I explored them 4 years ago to learn how they do creation. What’s possible to do with them now? What do I wish to impart into these strings? What life? What music? When a musician is inspired, she pours it into the keys, the bow of her violin, the strings on her harp.
I will pour my inspiration into the strings.
And may they reach you, wherever you are.
Lift you up, if your heart is heavy.
Soothe your mind, if your worry is strong.
Clear your third eye so that you can see the things that will lift you up in life.
We move forward in these crazy days, where rockets fly and bombs fall, and unusual storms rush the skies and seas. Yes, we see the strings that create that discord and violence. We see them. We can’t miss them - they are big and their charge is huge.
But then, there are our strings.
Filled with love and beauty.
And Hope.
They fly true, with the inspiration of our hearts.
May they dominate.
And may Your Inspiration Never End.
That’s Our String Theory.
With infinite love from a blue cove in Mallorca,
Christine