Binge-watch

I don’t have a lot of time to write tonight. Seems like that’s been a theme in my life lately. But tonight the culprit is not simply my inability to keep my eyes open as I sit here with fingers poised on the keyboard. Nope. Tonight the time bandit is The Man in the High Castle – and my delayed opportunity to binge-watch it.

I’m told the season was released last week. But since I wasn’t home, we mutually decided to refrain from indulging until we could be together.

No, we didn’t watch all the episodes at once. But we did watch three episodes this evening. And I have to say, I’m finding this season (Season 4) especially intriguing.

Parallel Universes and Portals

To me, this stuff is part of my daily life – so it’s fascinating to watch it being depicted on a tv show on Amazon Prime. Not that I subscribe to all of the concepts the way they’re portrayed in this show. But I find it rather mind-boggling that stuff Karl and I were reading about almost 40 years ago is now so mainstream that tv shows are built around these ideas.

Wow.

Especially Portals

Since 2011, and 11/11/11 in particular, I’ve been acutely sensitive to portals. Naturally, it’s not hard to see how the number 11 is a portal, with the two sentinels standing there on either side of the doorway.

Perhaps because I have a lot of 11s in my life (beyond the Karl-connection), such as my birthday ‘day’ adding up to 11 (it’s a 29) and my life path number adding up to an 11, I even have obscure incidences of 11s showing up, such as my post office box number (182). I didn’t choose my box number (that I recall) – and I’ve had it for something like 32 years or so.

Obviously, the single day of my birth and the full date (day, month, year) of my birth both represent a significant portal to me: I crossed from the spirit realm into embodiment that day. And I secured my post office box when I walked through the portal of opening my own law practice.

There’s something exciting about crossing a threshold. I guess I’m a ‘glass half full’ kind of girl, since I find the prospect of opening or passing through a portal filled with potential for new experiences.

Some might find it odd, but even the almost unbelievable confluence of 11s on Karl’s death day (which, beyond being 11/11/11, also – as best as we can tell – may have actually occurred at 11:11 p.m., too) does not make me cringe at the thought of 11s. It actually tends to make even more sense to me. Karl was an adventurer, a traveler. To me, there were simply too many 11s enticing him to cross over or through that day for him to resist.

Parallel Universes

I’m also intrigued by the concept of parallel universes or parallel realities, given all the choices we set up for ourselves throughout our lives. There are innumerable ways in which each of our choices triggers a cascade of events that also impact other people’s choices. If we consider for a moment that we are spiritual beings inhabiting a body for the purpose of experiencing life from that perspective, with all of the inherent senses and polarities that go with that situation, then why would we not allow ourselves the ability to live the different lives created by making different choices?

Yeah, I’m going deep tonight.

Ever since I started reading my first Seth book (by Jane Roberts) back in 1984 – The Nature of Personal Reality* – my perception of ‘reality’ and my comprehension of how we hold incredible power over what and how we create our reality has never been the same. All of the Seth books touch something deep within me. A knowing.

And to think, this post was triggered simply by me plopping myself down on the couch and allowing myself to indulge in a couple/three episodes of The Man in the High Castle.