The Transdimensional Moment (revised & completed 1/1/2026

 

Timestamp: December 15, 2025 - 4:08 pm. Cellphone photo, DS.

"I’ll walk where my own nature would be leading:

It vexes me to choose another guide:

Where the gray flocks in ferny glens are feeding;

Where the wild wind blows on the mountain side.

What have those lonely mountains worth revealing?

More glory and more grief than I can tell:

The earth that wakes one human heart to feeling

Can centre both the worlds of Heaven and Hell."

- An excerpt from an untitled poem written by the perennially relevant, 19th century British poet and author, Emily Brontë in 1846. Read the full poem here.

(December 31, 2025, 8:00 PM.)

I am presently watching a beautiful twilight sky here in Albuquerque during this final daylight hour of the year 2025. Not quite as beautiful as the clouds I found earlier in December (in a similar timeframe), when the photo (above), and, specifically, the cloud (below) were taken. (Note: All 4 cloud formations in this post share the same tree.)

Timestamp: December 15, 2025 - 4:58 pm. Cellphone photo, DS.

The moon, which almost seems strangely full - strangely, because (I swear) it was in its new phase only 3 or 4 days ago - is nested in a pale puff of clouds. Then again, somewhere else in the world or outside of it, the moon is full, depending upon our hypothetical watcher's perspective.

The color of the sky is one shade of an indescribable iridescent blue/grey color I've seen nowhere else other than NM. The much paler clouds hover ghost-like there, darkening as the night cycles by. They'll continue to shift and transform - so slowly you won't even notice - till the early morning, before they drift away.

On this day, however, when the clock strikes midnight, an official transformation will take place: the year 2025 will slide into year 2026, AD (CE).* For some of us, it already has. For some of us it hasn't quite yet, which is why I wanted to post so late in the day. Because it's all so relative, and relativity is important when attempting to define a transdimensional moment. 

I confess, I've spent weeks attempting to rethink and redefine transdimensionalism after the content of Once Upon a Transdimensional Day forced me to fully realize that all previous attempts on my part were in adequate.

I want to apologize for leaving that post hanging in mid-air for weeks, with that prematurely-made promise: "Text to come." I didn't intend to lie; I just overestimated my ability to write that text. I didn't foresee the severe case of writer's block that would follow...

(This post is being written live; more appears below the jump!)

Timestamp: December 27, 2025 - 4:58 pm. Cellphone photo, DS.

(December 31, 2025, 10:45 PM:)

Well, the end draws near. Already the neighborhood fireworks are beginning to pop-off like so much gunfire. While gunfire is not all that unusual in this part of the city, one can tell the difference by the bright colored lights that follow... and the absence of police sirens which might follow. In other words, All is Well.

The ball has already fallen in NY. In fact, across the Atlantic ocean, people are already experiencing the dawn of the new year. To all of you, here, there and everywhere, I wish a very happy and healthy new year... in spite of what may not be presently happy circumstances. 

As for this post, well, judging by it's title, my agenda included the definition (or possibly the invocation) of a "transdimensional moment." However, I now realize the improbability of this task.** Instead, I chose 4 cloud photographs (the last is below) to illustrate several key Transdimensional effects one finds in art. See if you can identify them.

Timestamp: November 21, 2025 - 12:21 pm. Cellphone photo, DS.

(January 1, 2026, 12:30 AM.)

Well, we passed the official transdimensional moment (here in Albuquerque) which took us into the official new year... and, as promised, I was here doing my up-to-the-minute reporting while the midnight moment passed. When, suddenly, the wifi died and my text was lost. Seriously. Despite the fact that, in my hurry to see the fireworks outdoors, I accidentally put on my coat inside out. (Sadly, I now know that this device may protect one from faeries, but not from gremlin intervention. Take note.)

Anyway, the fireworks had grown in size and distribution. They now sounded like bombs. Happily, they were not bombs, and for this I was thankful. I even wished a person a Happy New Year and had my greeting returned.

So, apart from the wifi, I guess 2026 is not off to a terribly bad start. But, ask me again this time next year. ;-)

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* Numerologically, 2025, a 9 year, advances to 2026, digits which, when added equal 10. While nine generally signifies the end of the fundamental series, 10 represents the beginning and/or the doorway to a new sequence. It's a winning number, although, structurally, 12 is superior. (1/1/2026 = 12) But, then again, 10 is an important pentagonal number. So, we can expect some major surprises and upheavals along the way... which can seem either good or bad. And, if this sounds pretty much like any other year in the past 10 years, well, the difference is, we're getting another chance to move past that door. 🗝️

** This isn't to say I didn't try. I'm posting a few excerpts from earlier drafts (below) for your info.

Day in, day out. Week in, week out. Month in, month out. Year in, year out; all rest on mere moments in time. Moments that tick off in visible digits on a screen. Moments that we count obsessively throughout the course of our official lives like invisible currency, allowing us to transition through the official world.

And, then, there's the real world in which  each moment seamlessly slides into the other. We are all time-travelers in this vital world, this liquid environment.

Our lives, our worlds are connected like threads in a vast tapestry. We envision our futures... we move forward while harkening back to our past. A narrative forms... a million narratives. Perhaps, only one filament of this tapestry is entirely our own. 

But, in transdimensional time every moment is an endless moment, influenced but not defined by what came before or after. It can take you anywhere. It can punch a hole in the wall that confines you, or lead you to the best story you were ever told.