Yesterday, it wasn't like that at all. My head was in a vise. It was like Sam Shepard's "The Unseen Hand," a big hand pressing down on my head, like the hand of God or some Alien Being. So there was a constant pressure, not exactly pain, but a pressure that kind of demanded my attention. Every step had a little more weight and gravity. Not sure if maybe it was the barometric pressure, or some other cosmic energy making itself felt in my being.
And funny, I was suddenly a magnet. I was magnetized. I was suddenly a "strange attractor." Folks came to me out on the path like I was some kind of Preacher or Prophet, or Wise Man who needed to be consulted. One after another. A stream of folks. Some I knew, some I didn't. Suddenly everyone saw me, knew me, wanted to reacquaint, or wanted to be my new, best friend.
I was suddenly visible and immensely, uncommonly popular. The man of the moment. It was a bit disconcerting. But with all of that human activity around me, with folks confiding in me, seeking advice, chattering, and kibitzing around me, the Unseen Hand magically lifted.
I found a new clarity and freedom. The Shepherd, miraculously cured by his flock!
