Expecting the unexpected

SoCS badge 2015Prompt:   Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “expect/unexpected.”  Use either or both words in your post, or simply base your idea on them. Have fun! http://lindaghill.com/2015/10/02/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-oct-315/ 

                             jordan and london 430 (2)

‘This is so-o-o boring,’ Jacinta muttered to herself.   ‘The same old same old over and over again.   I thought when I booked this package tour to Mars I’d be in for the unexpected.   I truly expected that all my pre-conceived ideas about life would be turned on their head and that I would have life changing experiences every tick of the clock.   Instead what I get is this.’   She stared bleakly at yet another corridor in the underground shopping mall she’d been touring for the past five days.   Up ahead the tour guide waxed lyrical about the advantages of shopping on Mars.   Not only were all the shops Duty Free they were all Factory Outlets and offered their goods at Way Below Retail Price.    For days he’d been listing all the high end stores they could visit.   There were so many Jacinta had stopped listening.   Everyone around her practically orgasmed at the roll call of names but she was over it.   Totally.

‘I really don’t know what’s wrong with you,’ Maybellene, her tour companion chided. ‘Just think of all the wonderful bargains we can snap up this afternoon during our free shopping time.    My neighbours will be so envious when I tell them just how cheap I got all this stuff,’ she boasted as she flounced after the tour leader.   The woman was total bore, Jacinta decided.   The only thing she had in common with her was the twin share accommodation they slept in at night.   ‘Never again will I tick the box that says I’m willing to share accommodation with another single female just to save $400 on these wretched tours.   In fact, never again will I sign up for one of these wretched tours.’

Totally fed up with the whole deal and Maybellene’s relentless enthusiasm Jacinta hung back pretending to be absorbed by yet another window display of over priced leather handbags and glossy silk scarves that would bunch up around the throat of anyone was foolish enough to buy and wear a scarf that cost $US2,735.

Once the tour group had drifted on and the leader’s voice faded into the distance Jacinta slipped down a corridor between two stores.   Anything would be better than being on that tour a moment longer.  ‘Maybe something unexpected will finally happen to me,’ she whispered to herself.   In a way she no longer believed this was possible.   Her life, despite her early daydreams of glory, had turned out to be no more than a humdrum run of expected events and non events.  

‘Did I hear you say you wanted the unexpected,’ said a deep male voice beside her.  ‘Step this way.’

Without thinking of the consequences of following a tall, dark and handsome stranger down a dark alleyway, Jacinta did just that.   ‘At last,’ she thought.  ‘The unexpected is finally going to happen to me.’

She hurried after the man as he disappeared round a corner.   Once she turned the corner she gasped in awe.   The man was no where to be seen.   Instead she found herself standing on a balcony with looked out into space.  The darkness of the universe beyond Mars opened out before her.       

                               cosmos

Stars and planets glinted like ice crystals in the depths of blackness.   As she watched it seemed that somehow she travelled out into the void.   She was dimly aware that her body remained on the balcony while her consciousness soared through through vastness.   Huge nebula swirled around in bright gaseous clouds of reds, gold and electric blue.   Star systems and galaxies that were indiscernible to even the most powerful telescopes on earth loomed in front of her vision then fell behind as she journeyed on and on.  Oddly she had a sense that she moved through time as much as moved through space.  ‘The space-time continuum’, said an androgynous voice somewhere near her left ear.    

                                            space

She turned to see who it was that spoke but could not quite discern what or who it was she saw.   Was it a spirit guide?  An ancient god?   A comic book alien?   She could not be quite sure but somehow it didn’t really matter.   A feeling of safety and of deepest peace engulfed her and she had a sense that she was journeying back through time to the Big Bang,  the beginning of it all – she did not know for the word for the immensity and profundity that drew her to itself.   Perhaps God was the word but this energy, this Source could not be personified or categorized.

                            050

As she approached the fulcrum point she had the strangest sensation.   For a timeless expanse of beingness she sensed/experienced herself as part of it all – part of the galaxies and black holes that whizzed by her – part even of that fulcrum point she now approached at the speed of light.   Even as she became aware of this she was immersed in a swirling, pulsating lightness of being.   Her sense of a separate self disappeared.  She was at one with all of it – vibrating on a cellular level at the same frequency.  Time ceased

As an awareness of the experience began to coalesce into words the reverse process occurred and she travelled back and back through the eternities of time, oscillating in and out of consciousness of herself as separate and herself as part of the universe until she stood once again on the balcony.

Coming back into her body she shivered/laughed/cried all at the same time.   ‘Well that was unexpected,’ she giggled to herself as she hurried back to join the tour group.   ‘My life will never be the same again after that I’m sure.’

She entered the main thoroughfare of the shopping just as the tour group doubled back on itself.  ‘There you are,’ shouted Maybellene.  ‘I thought we’d lost in the rush.  Come along, we’re about to get lunch at a fast food outlet that specialises in Martian Burgers made with genuine soluble synthetic protein dressed with E number food additives!’

‘I’ll pass on the burger,’ Jacinta giggled.   Her experience of the unexpected had left her buoyant and she didn’t feel the slightest bit hungry.  ‘That will take me a while to process’, she thought as she tagged along after the others.

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19 thoughts on “Expecting the unexpected

    1. It was a pleasure. It was prompt that did it. I started off writing the stuff about shopping on Mars (for no real reason – it just popped into my brain) then it turned into a fictional account based on a meditative experience I had earlier in the week that I couldn’t really put into words. The fictional framework gave me a way in. Thank for the prompt.

  1. That was a story and a half, Suzanne. You do give good value for money and I’m amazed at how in tune you are with your spiritual side. The images you have produced to accompany this are exactly right. I don’t have my name down to go to Mars any time soon (and never to shop 🙂 ) but you’d make a great companion.

    1. Thank you very much for your comment. I really appreciate the way you find ways to comment on my more outlandish posts that hardly anyone dares comment on 🙂

  2. Sometimes we have to break away from the ordinary to appreciate the extra ordinary.
    Thanks for introducing a new prompt link.
    Not sure when I’ll get to that though 😉
    All the best to you and yours and thanks for visiting my Shadorma Summation.
    Hope you’ll consider writing one.

    1. Glad you enjoyed it. 🙂 The unexpected experience is based on a meditation/out of body experience I had a few days ago.

      1. Oh wow!! that sounds interesting. The closest I get to anything “unexpected” are dreams or visitations of my mom…I should write about the one last night…it may help me sort out what it could mean.

        1. I used to feel my mother close to me most evenings in the years immediately after she died. The feeling stopped after a few years. I do feel her around sometimes but I’ve never dreamt of her. Writing about your experience might be just what you need to do. The piece I wrote today helped me acknowledge that the experience really happened. It grounded it in a strange way. Now I’ve written about it I feel I can start processing it like the character I invented intended to do.

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