The Universe is Abundant

Hexagram 31

Do any of ya'll throw the iChing? Well, without going all Nancy Reagan on you, I do -- particularly when I'm stumped in life which is, of late, nearly all the time. I've got three pennies that I throw after asking the oracle a question -- I've used the same coins for nearly thirty years, ever since I took Chinese language and lit classes in college and bought myself the Wilhelm/Baynes translation, that thick gray and yellow The I Ching or Book of Changes. I also use R.L.Wing's The I Ching Workbook to help me decipher the reading. I'm not exaggerating or acting all I only dress in red designer clothes if I told you that this ancient divination tool is incredibly illuminating and often a bit scary. I guess you could say -- given those principles of synchronicity -- that it's only as scary as your own scary self, and if you don't know what I'm talking about I apologize. I'm really not in the mood to spell it all out.  I'm too suspicious to tell you what question I asked today, suspicious and also deeply respectful of the principles of synchronicity (that Wilhelm/Baynes translation has a kick-ass introduction by C.J. Jung himself). Anyway, I got Hexagram 31 or Attraction, in its static form. Here's what Wing has to say about it:

In an unchanging form, ATTRACTION indicates it may be necessary to be receptive and open to all that comes into your life at all times. KEN, tranquillity and stillness, is in the lower trigram attracting TUI, joy and pleasure. A tranquil openness allows you to influence and be influenced, bringing the joy of shared experience into your life. This spontaneous mutual influence, perhaps a love affair, must be experienced before there is change.

Hmmmmmmm.


Reader, if you have thrown the iChing, do you have any interesting stories to share?

Waiting

Anzo Borrego Desert, 1998

dedicated to those who know

I've carried a fortune in my wallet for probably fifteen years. It sits just over the birth date on my driver's license, under a plastic sleeve. I have to move it aside when someone asks to see my identity.

The fortune states:  YOU WILL SOON WITNESS A MIRACLE.

I'm finding the wait exhausting, my sustenance the tenuous connections made, seemingly, in ether, sustained by something shared and necessarily cryptic to everyone else.