That Waiting Vibe Again

A warrior knows that he is waiting and what he is waiting for; and while he waits he wants nothing and thus whatever little thing he gets is more than he can take.

Carlos Castaneda

Around this time of year I tend to look at the numerology for the upcoming year. I have been putting this off, not feeling motivated so do. This partially because of a strong feeling of waiting, of being in some kind of holding pattern. There are a number of other things which I might do, but these too are kind of in abeyance because I am waiting.

On the health front my recovery is possibly slightly ahead of “normal” schedule. The physio last night has already introduced the notion of end of sessions. I am walking, by and large, like a biped without crutches.

The weird thing is that Tibetan vibe. It is hanging around at the periphery of consciousness. It was particularly strong around 3 AM last night, like something was going down. In the previous post I speculated. Should anything materialise along those lines it would be a game changer and make for an unusual 2026.

Being earthed and grounded I can see a number of small jobs I can do in the garden. There are some moles which need to be trapped here in the far West of France. I told the gardener yesterday that I might trap them soon. There are some plants which need to be cut back and a plumbing job upstairs. The shops will be shut for Christmas tomorrow.

One trajectory is simple and uncomplicated.

There could be other low probability trajectories which may come in by way of a quirk of fate, a curveball.

The feeling is that something is up. I am waiting for something, I do not know what. Whatever it is, it is not my move.

I have had feelings like this before, a hint of incoming, and nothing has materialised. On occasion stuff has happened.

If you are powerless like me, there is very little in my power. I can do very little. My influence and impact on the world is tiny and local.

A bit weird though this feeling of waiting…

Rugby – Nonplussed – Dream 11-11-2025

This dream was the first in which a general feeling of being nonplussed or bewildered occurred. I also note that I forgot to take my middle of the night pain relief. Which too is unusual.

The dream opens on a rugby playing field not dissimilar to London Welsh training ground at Old Deer Park. I am part of an English speaking rugby team playing a match against a French team. It is a friendly and of a social rugby nature, not high calibre or intensity. In the dream I am able to run. We are all quite muddy because the pitch is wet and is cutting up. We are in the French half and after a rolling forwards move I go over for a try near the corner. Someone kicks the conversion.

It comes time for the French to kick off. Everyone stands around waiting. The French team are not really organising themselves for a kick chase nor is our team getting ready to receive. People are standing around aimlessly, lacking in direction. For some reason the game has spontaneously come to an end. People are very nonplussed as to what is happening and why. There is a sense of mild bewilderment that this inertia has stopped play. People mill around not knowing what to do. Everyone is kind of shrugging their shoulders confused as to what has happened, what is happening.

Slowly we diffuse off the field and into the changing rooms. The match is incomplete. There is a sense we will meet in the clubhouse afterwards to debrief. Something which was currently “in play” has come to a confusing and unexpected end. The feeling of nonplussed pervades.

The dream ends..

A New Phase?

My previous passport was set to expire in March 2015 so I applied for a new one in September 2014. The following year I joined the big C club and was operated on 2nd July at full moon. The cancer was diagnosed pT3N0M0 with around 40 clear lymph nodes. They caught it just in time as at T3 it had broken through the colon wall. That passport kicked off a new phase of my life. I had colon cancer and bought myself T-shirts with a large semicolon on. I no longer had a full colon. I did not get any chemotherapy. I was now very expensive to insure in terms of life cover. Key man insurance was in the 50 grand sterling range. I did not want to continue tutoring high school science.

I have just applied for a new passport. The passport office have told me that it is printed and on its way. A passport is an identity document. My identity has been renewed. I hope this one is not a harbinger of doom. We have seen too many hospitals these last few years.

I have had a feeling these last few weeks that I am waiting for something and that something new is on its way.

Suddenly two things went our way. I caught the stray Tom and he is back now neutered looking at me through the window to see if there are any more bits of food. The vet thinks he may have feline FIV. And the volet company can fix our volets before Christmas!!

I am a bit sad in that my new passport will not be an EU one…

It is a full moon today…

Hmnn