Meetings, meetings about meetings, meetings within meetings.
At times, do you ever get the feeling that this time is resonating with some other time? That sounds, ideas, and events are somehow linked to another time?
For the last few weeks I’ve been feeling like there’s some sort of flirtation with the times around ten years ago.
It’s not nostalgia. If anything, it’s reflection . . . but in which direction? I recall around that time I used to have dreams of scenes which I come across daily now.
Is there something within all of us which signals ahead and ‘prepares’ us on some level for what’s to come?
Does a caterpillar dream of being a butterfly?