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Entry for February 4, 2008 -
Mind and "Higher Self"
I learned an interesting thing yesterday and another today.
Yesterday I learned that when I think about things and figure
something out but then forget it and am unable to bring back
any of what I thought, that somehow those things are not
forgotten by a part of my mind. I am beginning to think that
part of my mind is what is often referred to as one's "higher
self."
The memory isn't stored in a paragraphs type way, with
outline form, but as a kind of image or feeling. I found that
out yesterday when I saw that my little votive candles had
burned for two days. (They are sold saying they will burn for
ten hours if you put them in a proper holder.)
I had gotten 288 of them thinking I would use them instead
of the tall saint votives that are $1.17 each at Wal*Mart and
burn for around 5 days, maybe six and sometimes seven.
Only trouble is, the tall ones don't give as much heat when
the little flame is low in the jar. I had seen that for weeks and
could not see how to place the pots of water closer to the
ever lowering flame.
Then, I thought to get little votives and put them in tall votive
jars, filled nearly to the top with broken wax from spent
candles. I could see that some little candles would probably
burn only a short time because their wax would run into the
cavities between the broken bits of wax which seemed fine, I
thought it would work and I ordered little votives.
While I was waiting for them to arrive I broke up my spent
candles and filled the votive jars with the pieces. A few days
later my little votives arrived and I put one into each of six
tall jars now filled nearly to the top with chunks of wax from
old candles. And, I lit them.
It was great, they were all burning with their little flames high
where they would be close to the pots of water. I was happy.
But they didn't last three hours. Some did, but few. So I was
depressed, and worried that I had made a bad decision to get
little candles since they lasted only three hours in most cases.
However, when I looked closely I saw that they had holes in
them so that the wicks could be placed after they were
formed, and the holes allowed the melted wax to run out,
leaving the wick with nothing to burn. (I forgot that the wax
was also filling the cavities. I was busy blaming myself for
making a poor decision that at $34 took most of my available
money.)
Still, I kept at it, feeling that it should work. I kept putting
new candles into the jars and I began to see that if I put a
chunk of wax on top of the candle, next to the flame, that it
melted and filled the hole. I also packed old wax around the
little candles before I lit them.
That's when they began to last for two days because by then
they'd filled up the spaces in the wax beneath, which I had
understood but then had forgotten.
So here's the thing: First, it's the understanding I had, but had
forgotten, that gave me the feeling it would work. Second,
this is SO much fun. When I had utility company heat and
lights I was always being threatened and that was so stressful.
I would get so upset that I would start shaking from
frustration that month after month they lost my payments and
blamed it on Wells Fargo's online Bill Pay program. Wells
Fargo, of course, blamed PNM. And I was left with the
threats and no solutions.
Now, it is just so much fun to solve these problems. I love
that I have about as much heat from five little candles under
old coffee cans as from an electric oil filled radiator set on
medium. I LOVE it. Big smile here. And with less stress my
nerves appear to be healing more than in years past when the
stress was so huge.
Mind and "Higher Self"
I learned an interesting thing yesterday and another today.
Yesterday I learned that when I think about things and figure
something out but then forget it and am unable to bring back
any of what I thought, that somehow those things are not
forgotten by a part of my mind. I am beginning to think that
part of my mind is what is often referred to as one's "higher
self."
The memory isn't stored in a paragraphs type way, with
outline form, but as a kind of image or feeling. I found that
out yesterday when I saw that my little votive candles had
burned for two days. (They are sold saying they will burn for
ten hours if you put them in a proper holder.)
I had gotten 288 of them thinking I would use them instead
of the tall saint votives that are $1.17 each at Wal*Mart and
burn for around 5 days, maybe six and sometimes seven.
Only trouble is, the tall ones don't give as much heat when
the little flame is low in the jar. I had seen that for weeks and
could not see how to place the pots of water closer to the
ever lowering flame.
Then, I thought to get little votives and put them in tall votive
jars, filled nearly to the top with broken wax from spent
candles. I could see that some little candles would probably
burn only a short time because their wax would run into the
cavities between the broken bits of wax which seemed fine, I
thought it would work and I ordered little votives.
While I was waiting for them to arrive I broke up my spent
candles and filled the votive jars with the pieces. A few days
later my little votives arrived and I put one into each of six
tall jars now filled nearly to the top with chunks of wax from
old candles. And, I lit them.
It was great, they were all burning with their little flames high
where they would be close to the pots of water. I was happy.
But they didn't last three hours. Some did, but few. So I was
depressed, and worried that I had made a bad decision to get
little candles since they lasted only three hours in most cases.
However, when I looked closely I saw that they had holes in
them so that the wicks could be placed after they were
formed, and the holes allowed the melted wax to run out,
leaving the wick with nothing to burn. (I forgot that the wax
was also filling the cavities. I was busy blaming myself for
making a poor decision that at $34 took most of my available
money.)
Still, I kept at it, feeling that it should work. I kept putting
new candles into the jars and I began to see that if I put a
chunk of wax on top of the candle, next to the flame, that it
melted and filled the hole. I also packed old wax around the
little candles before I lit them.
That's when they began to last for two days because by then
they'd filled up the spaces in the wax beneath, which I had
understood but then had forgotten.
So here's the thing: First, it's the understanding I had, but had
forgotten, that gave me the feeling it would work. Second,
this is SO much fun. When I had utility company heat and
lights I was always being threatened and that was so stressful.
I would get so upset that I would start shaking from
frustration that month after month they lost my payments and
blamed it on Wells Fargo's online Bill Pay program. Wells
Fargo, of course, blamed PNM. And I was left with the
threats and no solutions.
Now, it is just so much fun to solve these problems. I love
that I have about as much heat from five little candles under
old coffee cans as from an electric oil filled radiator set on
medium. I LOVE it. Big smile here. And with less stress my
nerves appear to be healing more than in years past when the
stress was so huge.