I am an advocate for peace and wish I wasn’t on a planet with endless wars. And spiritually, I believe that inner peace is the highest attainment, I might be wrong but that’s my mortal viewpoint at this moment in time, partly stemming from the fact that the most sublime feeling I’ve ever experienced was waking up from a dream in which I’d reached that state of “peace which passeth all understanding…”. Ever since, I’ve longed to feel that state again.
So, yesterday was a historical day in which Israel went after Iran’s nuclear capabilities. Right after the news broke (I don’t watch the news but my spouse alerted me) our sky was bizarre. The bright light and a partial rainbow were surreal. There was a bright glow everywhere right prior to sunset. I couldn’t help but feel a connection to the historical event. This one makes me nervous.
A day or two before it happened, I read Uri Geller’s post on X:
Coming from the feminine side of things, and seeing that war is largely driven by the opposite polarity, war is even more difficult to understand.
But anyone other than Uri, I might more easily dismiss.
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