Putting Humpty Together Again
I have a sense of a very slow process occurring within myself. I’ve called it on previous occasions “emergence,” but I now feel it more as a process of drawing myself together again.
In the nursery rhyme of Humpty Dumpty, Humpty had a great fall and smashed his eggshell self. All the king’s soldiers and all the king’s men couldn’t put Humpty together again.
But apparently these energies can. I feel Humpty Dumpty coming together again.
And there are some very interesting features of this very slow development. It’s as if a very competent group of warriors was assembled, only to discover once the troop is together that they already know each other and have a recollection of having worked together in the past.
But none of them had that memory prior to reassembling.
A new me, a more competent me, is arising and, as it does, I have this sense of having known this state and condition before. It’s like a reunion.
Rip Van Winkel awakens. Braveheart forges an army from a ragtag band of farmers.
It’s like being healed of some primordial split. The dumbing down of thousands of years is being reversed.
I wonder if, as the process continues, it will blossom, in the end, into a cessation of duality. All I can say at the moment is that I feel more confident and less needy as the process continues to unfold.