Messages and Symbols?

Contemplating reason for a seasonal gift, a man sitting two seats over from me told me out of the seeming blue that they were turning the tape over.  He said “they” were playing “Santa Clause Is Coming To Town” and he asked me if I heard it.   There was no music playing in my ears from the waiting room I was in but he said something to the effect that they were turning the tape over.  When I asked him what is on the other side of the tape, he responded that the New Year was over.  I agreed, but still asked what was on the other side of the tape.  Call it morbid curiosity as I wanted to know what he heard.  Listen carefully I did in the event that there was music playing that my own thoughts had drowned out while thinking about the gift and its purpose.  Why that particular book me thought?  Why that particular subject matter from that particular author?  Nonetheless, there was no music playing.  He never did tell me what was on the other side of the tape that was supposedly being turned over.  He spoke of the return of the geese and stated that they are becoming dependent on humans thus losing their own survival skills.  We spoke of trees in early bloom as well as the ability to spot one of our own.  He knew me and I knew he, but we knew not each other.  Names were exchanged and hands were shook and I was left with questions about the man “a-cross” the river’s words.

This event really took place today.  In my own mind I questioned the sanity of the individual, but at the same time, I didn’t.  What if he was a messenger of sorts as what was on my mind had to do with an xmas present from a supposed “Secret Santa?” I use the word “supposed” in my previous sentence as I know whom the gift was inadvertently from, but know not who chose this particular book from this particular author dealing with this particular subject: symbols.  On the gift card it said “From: Secret Santa.”  From mind to hand and then delivery...there I question.  I was sitting there wondering why a book on symbols and why from Jung.  In addition, why was the book a book on psychology and not on another subject matter such as physics, history, politics, philosophy, art, law, or classical literature.  Why? The night before, I had asked my “Santa” why and he stated that “you are interested in psychology.”  That is true as that is what my degree is in, however, I also read other subjects as he well knows.  The tape in my head was thinking about Santa’s choice of genre.  In a way the tape has turned as xmas is over and Santa’s gift is being devoured and thought upon in the New Year despite areas of disagreement in regard to dream interpretation via symbols by ANY analyst.  However, I now sit and question what is playing on the other side of the New Year?  What about the returning geese and their dependence on bread?  What about the trees and knowing our own?  What do these symbols hold?  What is the message if any?  Thankfully this is not open to the arena of an analyst’s couch, but it is open to what it means to me within my own objectivity/subjectivity and not that which is or could be planted..

Meh.  The doctor called at 7:13 p.m. and I have to have the fluid from my knee drained and tested.  Great huh?  lol What the hell right?  Tis best to make light of that which could be heavy.  The future unfolds in the fashion of our design.  Tis light... ~ Maggie ~ January 25, 2009 @ 8:23 p.m. EST.

NOTE:  I DON'T CARE IF THERE ARE GRAMMATICAL OR PUNCTUATION ERRORS.  This shant be fixed.