January 9, 2011
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Cubing You
We watched a movie years ago called “Serendipity”… with John Cusack and Kate Beckinsdale in it. It’s a harmless little romantic comedy that is utterly unbelievable in the fact that every single thing in the movie is hinged on fate conspiring to bring two people together. I remembered liking it, though, so when I was at the library yesterday, I picked it up again, and we watched it tonight with some VERY tuckered out children that needed something calm to just chillaxe to. And again I found myself liking it, even though most of the events in the movie were completely implausible.
That’s not the part that got me, though. It was the deleted scenes. When I saw that movie a decade ago, they didn’t HAVE the deleted scenes available… so we didn’t get to SEE what was left out of the film. And what they left out was SO MUCH BETTER than what they did to the finished version of it. It discussed Italian art, Greek mythology… the characters were so much more detailed and deep, you know? It was amazing. Long live extended scenes!
Anyhow, in one of these scenes that wasn’t in the movie, Sara talks about ‘cubing’ Johnathon. She asks him several questions, and from those questions, she’s able to get a foundational look at this man she’d only just met (and instantly connected with). You know me… as she’s asking him these questions, I am answering them myself while watching from the sofa. Then I paused the movie and asked Brian what answers he had. The results were amazing. But first, the questions:
1. Picture yourself in the desert. There’s nothing but sand as far as you can see, the sun is high in the sky. Do you have this in your mind’s eye? Now picture a cube in the desert. How big is it? What is it made of? How is it positioned?2. Next, picture a ladder in the desert. What is it made of? Where is it in relation to the cube?
3. Finally, picture a horse in the desert. What kind of horse is it? Where is it in relation to the cube?
I’m assuming this ‘test’ is something that’s common or even an exercise done by psychiatrists, because the character Sara (in the movie) was a psychiatrist… leading me to believe she might have learned about this ‘cubing’ in her studies? Maybe you’ve even done this before? If not, answer the questions before going any further. Do it on paper, so that you have your answers for the next part. If you have, let’s get to the answers:
Johnathon’s: The cube is the size of a small U-haul truck. It’s made of steel, and it’s sitting flat on the sand. The ladder is made of wood, and it’s leaning against the cube. The horse is actually a pony, and it’s far off in the background, riding away into the horizon.Anna’s: The cube is the size of an exercise ball, it’s made of glass or crystal or something transparent, I don’t know what, and it’s hovering over the sand, it’s ends pointed toward the ground and up at the sky. The ladder is wood, it’s nowhere near the cube – the cube can’t be seen. The horse is rust-colored and native to the desert (Arabian? Not sure.), and it’s nowhere near the cube, either – the cube isn’t even in the picture.
Brian’s: The cube is the size of a car, it’s made of stone and sitting flat in the sand. The ladder is aluminum and was leaning up against his cube. The horse was a big white horse standing next to the block.
Now… here’s the analysis: The cube is you. The size represents your ego. The material tells what kind of character you have, and it’s position refers to your relation to the world and reality. The ladder represents your relationships to friend and family – the materials reference their character (wood being able to splinter/burn, unreliable/depend on you… while aluminum would be strong, dependable, faithful, etc.), and the ladder’s position in relation to the cube refers to how much you rely on your friends, or how close you keep them near to you. The horse is your lover (or if single, ideal lover).
Of course it matched Jonathon’s character exactly. But I found this FASCINATING… because it matched Brian exactly, too! Brian is a solid person, firmly rooted in reality and ‘salt-of-the-earth’. His friendships are solid and stable and he cares very much what others think of him. And the horse…! I can’t even begin to put to words anything on THAT one!
As for my own cube… wha. Anyone care to have a go at interpreting that one? ((grins)) And while you’re at it… what were your answers? This one should be fun.
uPDaTe: It has been brought to my attention that you should also picture a storm and flowers. Make note of the size, location, type of storm and the number, type, and proximity to the cube the flowers are. STOP HERE…. and write them down before you go any further in this update, because reading the representations before formulating your answer will skew the result!!The storm represents the struggle/problem/trouble in your life, and the flowers represent your children.
For the record, this is my storm (and cube, what the heck!). It’s big – fills the entire horizon, it’s dark – almost black – it’s coming, and it’s coming fast. There is no running, there is no shelter. And I’m not afraid, just bracing for it… there’s a feeling of certainty that I’ll survive it.
My brain cannot allow flowers into this scene. It’s completely unacceptable, absurd, and impossible.
And my mind cannot put flowers in the desert. At all.
Comments (17)
Cube is about 20-30 feet away from me, straight ahead. It’s about 10-12 feet on a side. It’s facing me nearly square, with just enough angle to show that it’s a cube.
I keep trying to get the ladder to do something, but it’s stubbornly off to the left of the cube, straight up to nowhere. It’s rather farther away from me than the cube, say in a diagonal line from the cube… hm… 50 feet? I guess that would make it at least a 10′ ladder.
The horse is to my right, a few feet ahead of me, pacing me as I approach the cube. It’s brown and friendly looking, and it’s looking at me.
Does NOT want me to edit my reply, so I will say that the cube is sandstone colored, though it looks very artificial. It might be hovering a TIDBIT, it’s certainly not firmly grounded, but the base is a bit vague. I don’t know what it’s made of, why do you think I’m going up to it? The ladder is aluminum I guess. Might be wood… it’s uncooperative is what it is!!!!
As for your cube? Sounds pretty mystical to me.
That is freaky. My cube as about 2 stories tall rising up out of the desert. It was made of some impenetrable solid white material. I could picture it at an angle, like a 3-point perspective drawing. The ladder was very tall, sturdy metal, to the roof, up against a side. The horse was the color of the desert. It stood apart from the cube so they could not be seen together, but the horse was nearby. It was brown, similar in color to the desert floor. Interestingly, the horse was very close to me but the cube was farther back in my field of vision, in a different direction. The horse was standing still facing me.
Since I have no visual memory and can’t visualize the answers to these questions, I’ll try to think of how I *feel* they should be answered.
The cube is like an amber gem and is very tiny half buried in the sand. The ladder is steel and is laying on it’s side next to the cube. The horse is a Palomino, which stands guarding the cube.
Oh oh! I love these things!
So it was a horrible storm… lots of rain and wind, but the lightening was all very far away/in the clouds. I got wet, put my arm around my horse and shared his warmth. The ladder fell down. Some sand washed away from the base of my cube.
Then I looked down and to my left about 2-3 feet and there was a desert flower – you know the low growing spiky discreet kind – with pretty pale yellow/pinkish flowers and grey/green foliage. As I looked at it, I looked up and everything was covered in flowers.
@Hearthrose - I am going to send you a message
My cube is about twice as big as me, made of rock hovering off the ground about 10 feet in the air about two feet away from me. I had a rope ladder that you could climb up to the bottom of the cube, but then I thought that was stupid, because wouldn’t you want to climb up on to the top of the cube? But nope my rope ladder just went to the bottom of the cube. My horse is a Mustang pacing back and forth just in front of me. It wants to go for a ride, but won’t go without me.
And then I read the analysis and went WOAHHHH!
LoL!! It does that, doesn’t it? :beam:
Ali’s Original Comment was longer than my post. Cuz it broke the rule, I gots t’delete it. Here’s the condensed version of what she wrote (without re-wording the game in its entirety):
My cube is small (like 2 ft sq.) and green and shiny like polished rock, jade maybe? floating in the air. The ladder was simple wooden made with rounded pieces of wood with between 7 and 10 rungs leading to and touching the floating cube. My horse was a paint horse facing the cube wearing a saddle. I wrote exactly what I pictured as I read the questions.
I remember this from long ago there is a book – I read it in high school – the book tells you what every single thing means – every material the cube could be made of – all kinds of little details. I haven’t read it in ages but I remember it was fun “cubing people” in high school.
I found the other two questions My storm was a steady slow soaking rain covering the whole desert and afterward the flower was actually many many tiny purple flowers all over the desert floor.
- This would be great fun at your next witnessing thing you do! (ha thing you do! because it is *so* frequent now! – C’mon Anna – laugh Dammit..it is a joke – kinda)
Anna – your cube: you see yourself as totally unique and very strong and you are willing to show anyone who cares to look exactly what you are – however you are not very accessible – so while you think you are being very reveiling in your blunt honesty, you are actually too far away form anyone to be truly close to. I can not answer the other things unless I asked you more questions..
I will tell you what my interpretation of myself is later…
Posted 1/10/2011 8:50 AM by alidansma – delete – block user – reply
OK….my “cube” is adobe, like a pueblo (what? It’s in the desert! That’s what belongs there!) the ladder is wood, rustic, leaning up against the pueblo and going to the roof. The horse? Easy – my first Arabian mare, Charm. Chestnut with flaxen mane and tail, and full of attitude. She’s waiting to go for a ride.
Storm…..Heavy, fast-moving, dark clouds, with a quick, heavy, cool shower. Some lightning and thunder, but in the distance. Flowers…….:sigh: Cactus mostly, with yellow and white blooms after the rain.
I didn’t want to do this, because my answers are so….boring. Except for Charm – I miss her. Don’t mind “seeing”her again – even if my Heart is *so* much like her it’s scary.
Oh – and the pueblo isn’t huge – it’s maybe 10×10? or so. Just large enough for someone to live in. (since you asked for size and I forgot. I hate Snow Days!)
Clearly Anna needs to come visit any ONE of her friends from SoCal say in Marchish so we can take her to see flowers in the desert.
My cube is huge, made of glass and transparent. It is sitting flat on the sand and towers over me. The ladder is wood and lying on the sand near the cube, but not touching it. The horse is brown, wearing an old decorated saddle and quite far away. The storm is violent, black and unrelenting. The flowers are little pink ones (I have seen them before in another vision so was able to picture them, however that time I took the flower to be myself, surviving despite everything.)
My cube was small, made of shiny black flint. Small enough I could hold it in my hand and carry it with me if I needed it. It was sitting at my feet, nestled comfortably in the sand, but not buried. The ladder was made of shiny alumium, off to my left. It was pointing upward into the sky held up by nothing. It was perfectly sideways, I couldn’t see the rungs. The horse was a brown and white foxtrotter (we had one near our old house, it was my favorite). It was standing close to my right hand, bareback, waiting for me to climb on. (maybe after I picked up my cube?) The storm was in the distance. It was a lightening and thunderstorm, nonthreatening, moving closer. I knew it would be cool and refreshing. I wasn’t afraid of it at all, in fact, I could imagine myself galloping on the horse to meet it. The flowers were giant yellow jonquils and grape hyacinths. They smelled great and shaded my cube without hiding it.
My interpretation: Guess my ego is tiny but I can call on it if I need it. It’s hard, sharp, and cutting. But it’s useful, but like flint will break if struck wrong. Guess I have no problems to worry about because I know my husband is always close by and we will meet it all head on, together. My children are beautiful. They are my life and great joy, I’m comfortable being in their shadow. I don’t know what to make of the ladder…..
@Hearthrose - Geez no kidding – like in *my* yard in the desert!
I will dig her up a picture…
Hub’s was interesting. Cube was barely small enough to hold in his hand, colored white & silver. Ladder was aluminum & not near the ladder. Majestic looking horse tied to the ladder, not near the cube. Flowers were petals falling from beneath the cube, piling at his feet. The storm was coming from the cube and was very threatening.
I am behind in my reading. Way behind. Anyways…
My cube is a rubic’s cube. Small, colorful, & puzzling. My ladder is a makeshift ladder made from tree branches and rope. It’s not too close to the cube but not too far away. My horse is a wild mustang, rearing it’s head, mane flowing in the wind. It is running away from the cube, behind it.
My storm is a scary, wicked, wild thunderstorm. Lots of lightning. Out of control. It’s nowhere near the cube though. I think the cube is too small to see in the storm.
My flowers are wildflowers. Just a field full of wildflowers, and no cube.
Very, very interesting.