My feeling is that the message of the squirrel is that I will at times be tentative; I may at times be in a place deciding whether to go further, or to withdraw quickly to the safety of inner silence.
Writing has a way of exposing what is inside a person – at least the sort of writing that I aim to do in this blog. For many years I have been writing and publishing things that another person wrote, namely James Padgett (1852-1923). Mr. Padgett wrote a lot, but he never published any of his own work. He was a lawyer that lived and worked in the Capital of the United States; and yet he is an unknown figure in American history. His friend, Dr. Leslie Stone, a Chiropractor, did publish the writings of James Padgett, beginning some 20 years following James’ death, and Padgett’s work not completed until after Dr. Stone’s death in 1967. Padgett’s writings are in fact letters or communications that James received from a variety of dead people – so-called dead people – individuals now living in the spirit world.
But here I go again! Writing again or already about James Padgett and his writings!
I now see that in some way I scurried back up the tree to disappear! Well, to be honest, Padgett’s writings have consumed my interest for more than 6 years; it is evidently going to be difficult for me to stop giving so much of my attention and energy to something I love with a passion, namely the Padgett Messages.
So again I say, and so trying once more, I aim to write in this blog from the place of my heart, my soul.
I hope you who are reading the first entry in this new blog will return to see what it is that I may write. This reminds me of something I read that Robert Frost the great poet said: I do not know how a poem I am writing will end; it is as much a surprise to me as it is to the reader. [Frost may not have used these exact words. I am going from memory of what I think he said. But I feel the intent is correct.]