ProverI felt restless. Every where where I started sitting I felt I had to move, as there was too much noise and motion. In the end I went outside. There it was also restless, very windy. Every time something was blown away, my paper, the fungus, my pen. I took a long time before I could sit down and start proving.
The idea came of disturbance, wind, storm, tornado. It felt the eternal storm of the red spot on Jupiter, like the bands of wind and storm around a planet. One has to hold on firm in order not to be blown away. One has to concentrate and become tough, to become compact to hold on. It feel like Stage 6, being tough and hard to overcome the most difficult and dangerous circumstances.
AN image came of a little house in in a group of trees, where one is safe. Gradually the trees start growing and fusing together in one big tree. The house disappears completely into the tree. It is safe, but also locked in in rigidity. It reminds of Phase 4.
The image of an O, a circle. It is like a neon light, radiating. It is associated with the all, the Aum. It is the silence and peace in the middle of the storm, in the heart of the tornado.
I want to be outside, in the silence, but there is the storm.
It feels compact, the fungus has a quality of being very compact and dense, but in layers. The association is that of many possibilities and talents, layer after layer.
I get a feeling of contraction in the stomach region, the solar, plexus. It is hard, rigid and can capture many blows. It is the wisdom to cope with disasters, chaos and imbalance, to cope with earthquakes, to harmonize and moderate hurricanes by meditation and prayer.
Trees uprooted by storm.
My chair breaks down.