Ginny died in 1988. And she appeared to me only several times after, through the late 1990s. After that, I didn't hear from her any more at all. I assumed she'd gone off into the ether. (I might have been sad at various times after that, but that wasn't her business any more.)
Last night, I had a hard-core, serious dream: Ginny and Cindy were arguing over whether or not Ginny should choose me----and she chose me.
I didn't wake up feeling "triumphant" or anything. I just woke up feeling a great sense of relief.
While she had disappeared from me in recent decades, in the olden days, she did used to appear in times of my great stress. So I felt very grateful for her appearing to me now, after decades of absence.
In other news: I recently watched the doc on Hawking's "Brief History of Time"---- Everything he said, I already knew: Imagine an hour-glass figure. The stuff of the universe going back and forth through it.
I've also recently been thinking about the term "in love with"---- Not "I love you." But "in love with." As with many other force-fields, I think there's a "love" field. That we can flow in an out of.
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