Or,
How the Goddess found me, and what she did with me.
O proud being! Who is thine Goddess? It is She, who sits in your heart? Is it its beating which is the breath of life that runs through your veins?
It started with a video of Jill Bolte Taylor explaining how she as a scientist experienced having a stroke in the left hemisphere of her brain. I found out what the corpus callosum was, and what practical factors influenced its development. I had decided I was going to connect the two halves of my brain together better. I began using my computer mouse with my left hand. And I found this:
http://www.news.com.au/dailytelegraph/s ... 95,00.html
I began learning to control the direction the figurine was spinning by observing my state of mind, and finding out what things caused the figurine to change direction. What influence did the emotions I felt for my thoughts have? What about my current mode of perception? What happens when I Zen? What happens when I zone out? If I focus on my breath? IF I move in my chair? If I use the mouse with my left hand? And the right?
Clearly I was on to something here. And I fell in love, long-distance, with someone who later got addicted to Guild Wars of all things, and now hasn't spoken to anyone she knew online for months. But the love I felt for her was very real, and luckily I was very cautious. A man in the US had gone insane and was pestering her. It was hell.
I fear for her health... but she keeps logging on to MySpace. I can't figure it out.
Now I think I've gone and done it again... but this time it isn't long-distance. I wish this feeling would never end.

But I get ahead of myself.
I started to identify and categorize aspects of masculinity and femininity in myself and realized that a balance of some sort would be needed. Often feminine impressions would somehow be associated with activity in my right hemisphere and systems associated with it. Masculine impressions would come from the left. A geometry then.
I tried to cultivate these feminine aspects of myself, since I knew I was more than masculine enough, and found that the change that it caused in my Self was profound and rewarding. On a spiritual plane I was becoming bi- sexual. Dual sexes. And I began to feel more whole.
Then things began to turn weird. The novel I am writing has a mythology behind it that is designed to let me do just about anything, and all I have to do is make a realistic excuse for it based on this background. The scene of the story is an entire universe, loosely based on ours. Where I don't know something about our universe, I make something up that makes the story sound realistic and entertaining.
And a female character I had made, a goddess, started showing up in my spiritual work. I began experimenting with comparing emotions to this image of a goddess and analyzing the results. And as I did, the oddest coincidences started happening, right on cue. The timing was always perfect.
I had difficulty believing they were anything but coincidences, but there was repetition upon repetition and the likelihood of this being a coincidence started to approach zero. Either the idle thoughts in my mind are linked across space and time to my surroundings with perfect timing, or... - The alternatives I can think of seem less likely. I'm still looking for better explanations, and until I find some that are good enough I'll have to maintain this feminine intuition and masculine logic as separate. I have to maintain a dual understanding of reality, where every answer is in a quantum state. Logic demands it.
End of Part One