This is a quickie, but it was a real attention-grabber for me.
I was recently jolted out of sleep at 3AM with the words, get your affairs in order, echoing in my mind!
This was A Deal for me. It weighs.
It wasn’t like I was dreaming… which I may have been but no dream was “there” when I woke up with these words repeating.
Also, no further info was forthcoming, nor has anything “come in” re: this since. So of course I’m left wondering if I’m about to die, or what the heck.
Is it possible some great bifurcation is imminent (as prophesied by many) and this was my “warning”?
Since this happened, I’ve been binge-watching (as best I can with this pitiful internet we have here) season 2 of The Leftovers. This is a 3-season series that begins at a time after a chunk of the earthly population just vanished without a trace, all at once. It’s by the producers of Lost, so you know it’s gonna be quite a ride “out there.”
Which it is.
I already know how the series ends, but meanwhile I’m stuck near the end of season 2, thanks to streaming issues.
Anyway. So, I just shared an exceptional healing experience in the last post, and now I’m sharing an advisory to “get my affairs in order.” Not the same vibe as, say, “Get your act together,” is it! Definitely a sense of finality to the language used.
And my affairs are not in order.