Here and Now...What's Happening?

[DeDukshyn]

@ulli- funny, years of self scrutiny eventually led to great triumphalism.

@JB- I had heard the natives sowed lentil with corn, so all my corn got lentils right there with it, but the round mound I was putting squash in will now have all three sown together and I will report (eventually) on the difference. My twenty ocra went in the front but it was too dang hot to do anymore until evening. I got me some decent hoses at the hardware store this morning, which will lead to better watering with less waste. The house we bought was once a nursery for exotic shrubbery, so we moved in with a shed full of old gardening implements. The hoses we dug out of the bushes still worked well enough, until I had a blow out yesterday, but other than replacing those every tool I've used was here when we moved in. The universe knew exactly where we should be, no doubt about it!

My farmer friend told me that lentils put nitrates back into the ground. He uses about a three or four year rotation (Canada - short seasons), planting peas every fourth year, and whatever grain or commodity he predicted was most valuable for any given year in between. He said his equipments works perfectly well with peas and at the end of the year he tills all the scrap back into the soil, and gets a better crop the next year.

3rd hand info - I'm not a farmer, but I do like gardening ;-)

[PurpleLama]

If I was ever French, I woulda been Jaques de Molay.

[Fred Steeves]

I'd go for the sixer, and I'd share with Fred.

If you and I are going to pop a couple of frosty cold ones together Purplelama, we'd better play it safe and just grab a case. http://www.bigtenfever.com/forums/images/smilies/cheers.gif

[PurpleLama]

I'd go for the sixer, and I'd share with Fred.

If you and I are going to pop a couple of frosty cold ones together Purplelama, we'd better play it safe and just grab a case. http://www.bigtenfever.com/forums/images/smilies/cheers.gif

True dat, brother!

[ulli]

I'd go for the sixer, and I'd share with Fred.

Are you sure??
So you prefer getting drunk with Fred to having a family ice cream session?
There might be hell to pay, hehe....;)

Anyway, I promised, so here it is:'
(the whole fridge is yours, content and all. ulli's feeling generous today.)
ENJOY!

http://www.deepsicks.com/im/052712/san_jose_imperial_cut3.jpg

[Mark]

Another great old movie, "Quartermass and the Pit", about some things we're familiar with. This movie came out in the late 1960s and the themes are ancient astronauts, genetic engineering of humanity, thought imagery thru video, the energetic power of fear. Enjoy!


http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=3434833733223827719

[ulli]

If I was ever French, I woulda been Jaques de Molay.

and if you ever were Jacques de Molay you have "paid hell" already, so you are in the clear now.
Poor, poor, Frere Jacques.


http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/0/09/Templars_Burning.jpg/220px-Templars_Burning.jpg

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Another great old movie, "Quartermass and the Pit", about some things we're familiar with. This movie came out in the late 1960s and the themes are ancient astronauts, genetic engineering of humanity, thought imagery thru video, the energetic power of fear. Enjoy!


http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=3434833733223827719


I saw that movie when it came out. And here it is, all of it, wow. Thanks Rahkyt.

[Mark]

No problem, Ulli, just going down memory lane. This is another of the movies I saw when I was 5 or 6, living in California in the early 70s. I've got a whole list of 'em and don't understand how my parents let me sit in front of the television like that watching this stuff. It's definitely to blame for why I am the way I am now.

:flypig:

[another bob]

Another great old movie, "Quartermass and the Pit", about some things we're familiar with. This movie came out in the late 1960s and the themes are ancient astronauts, genetic engineering of humanity, thought imagery thru video, the energetic power of fear. Enjoy!


http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=3434833733223827719

We just watched this movie last night. I commented that the writers must have been slipped some inside info at the time (which is not unusual, since the film industry has often been used to pass on bits of disclosure).

[PurpleLama]

You say "Family ice cream moment" and I hear "Two year old all hopped up on sugar".

[PurpleLama]

From what I've gathered, I've "paid hell" in every incarnation for at least the last two thousand years time, so much so, as I've told you before, that when I started to figure out what's what the last time around, I committed suicide. Once the karma smoke cleared from that one, I was handed the purple pill, you know, the one labeled DGAF.

[ulli]

You say "Family ice cream moment" and I hear "Two year old all hopped up on sugar".

Hehe...And with the beer moment I'm hearing all hopped up on hops.

[another bob]

I was handed the purple pill, you know, the one labeled DGAF.

Don't gobble artificial foods?

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You say "Family ice cream moment" and I hear "Two year old all hopped up on sugar".

Hehe...And with the beer moment I'm hearing all hopped up on hops.


Two year olds don't get behind the wheel of a car after polishing off a 6-pack of ice cream and head out on the highway.

(just sayin')

[Belle]

MMmmm, ice cream...my weakness.

The heat is back for another three day visit. Maybe I'll pull out our old hand crank ice cream maker and invite the grandkids over for homemade ice cream...the adults, too...they can help crank.

Love this thread! I haven't made homemade ice cream in years. What a treat! I'll make extra for y'all.

[modwiz]

I'd go for the sixer, and I'd share with Fred.

Fred? Then what would you drink? :p

[ulli]

I'd go for the sixer, and I'd share with Fred.

Fred? Then what would you drink? :p

Why do you think I gave them the whole fridge?

[eaglespirit]

I was handed the purple pill, you know, the one labeled DGAF.

Don't gobble artificial foods?[COLOR="red"]



I'm curious too, PurpleLama...I have about ten different deliveries for those initials...don't think any of them are what You are saying.

...

ummm ok...don't give a f*** ...got it : )

...

and bye the bye...WTG on 16,000

we'll be in the next galaxy before ya know it!

[modwiz]

No problem, Ulli, just going down memory lane. This is another of the movies I saw when I was 5 or 6, living in California in the early 70s. I've got a whole list of 'em and don't understand how my parents let me sit in front of the television like that watching this stuff. It's definitely to blame for why I am the way I am now.

:flypig:

Then I becomes clear that they did the right thing.

[eaglespirit]

...and Marianne...did not want You to think I overlooked Your Wampanoag question...yes they did live in a sort of a longhouse, not tipis : )

mat-covered wetu, the Wampanoag word for house, and a bark-covered long house or nush wetu, meaning a house with three fire pits inside.

http://ed101.bu.edu/StudentDoc/current/ED101fa10/anasser/Images/Wamponoag_Longhouse.jpg

[DeDukshyn]

Just home from work ... speaking of beer, sipping a cold one of these right now:

It's a bit like a manly tropical beer (due to the spiced rum notes) ... very interesting, I quite like it ;) -(sorry for the giant picture! lol)

http://www.innisandgunn.com/~/media/InnisGunn/Beer%20product%20images/rum_cask.ashx

[Eram]

MMmmm, ice cream...my weakness.

The heat is back for another three day visit. Maybe I'll pull out our old hand crank ice cream maker and invite the grandkids over for homemade ice cream...the adults, too...they can help crank.

Love this thread! I haven't made homemade ice cream in years. What a treat! I'll make extra for y'all.

http://www.clipartmojo.com/plugins/Clipart/ClipartStock1/i%20want%20food%202.png

Good day villagers,

It is 1:18 AM here and I just got out of bed.
Have been practising Astral travel again and had my first glimpse of success.

I'm reading the books of William Buhlman and he suggests to give the command to be 'out of body' for as long as is needed, just in the moments that you feel yourself drifting of to sleep.
Of course this is easier said then done, because giving the command itself causes me to be awake and not drifting of to sleep.
Anyway.... After about 1 hour or so, I fell asleep (which isn't supposed to be happening when you succeed in an attempt for astral travel), but I woke up from it after a short time. Waking up... I became aware of my astral body. It or 'I' was semi-attached to my 3D body and sitting up straight in the bed. only attached with the lower part and legs to the 3D body.
So... I didn't know what to do then... I sort of became aware that I couldn't see and that awareness seemed to pull me back into my 3D body.
That was it.
so cool :)

Now I'm ride awake and unable to sleep, loaded with energy.
Don't know why.

love you all!


edit to add:
@ Dedukshyn... that picture of Innis & Gunn almost makes me regretting the decision to give up alcohol.... almost!

[LarryC]

Sorry if this has been posted elsewhere, but it sort of fits into "here and now" -at least in a couple of hours.

Kerry Cassidy will be interviewing George Kavassilas tonight at 7 pm Pacific Time (10 Eastern).
It will be on www.freedomslips.com

I'm not that familiar with George K. but have seen one of his videos, and it should be interesting.

[Samsara]

The Celestine Prophecy has been popping up a lot lately. Me and my daughter were talking about it the other day, then, cleaning up a cabinet I came across the DVD, thinking I should watch it again soon. Now I come to the Village and there it is again. So... going to watch it now.

:popcorn:

[DeDukshyn]

MMmmm, ice cream...my weakness.

The heat is back for another three day visit. Maybe I'll pull out our old hand crank ice cream maker and invite the grandkids over for homemade ice cream...the adults, too...they can help crank.

Love this thread! I haven't made homemade ice cream in years. What a treat! I'll make extra for y'all.

<snip>

Good day villagers,

It is 1:18 AM here and I just got out of bed.
Have been practising Astral travel again and had my first glimpse of success.

I'm reading the books of William Buhlman and he suggests to give the command to be 'out of body' for as long as is needed, just in the moments that you feel yourself drifting of to sleep.
Of course this is easier said then done, because giving the command itself causes me to be awake and not drifting of to sleep.
Anyway.... After about 1 hour or so, I fell asleep (which isn't supposed to be happening when you succeed in an attempt for astral travel), but I woke up from it after a short time. Waking up... I became aware of my astral body. It or 'I' was semi-attached to my 3D body and sitting up straight in the bed. only attached with the lower part and legs to the 3D body.
So... I didn't know what to do then... I sort of became aware that I couldn't see and in that awareness seemed to pull me back into my 3D body.
That was it.
so cool :)

Now I'm ride awake and unable to sleep, loaded with energy.
Don't know why.

love you all!


edit to add:
@ Dedukshyn... that picture of Innis & Gunn almost makes me regretting the decision to give up alcohol.... almost!



I astral traveled a bit as a kid, but didn't have a clue what the hell was happening -- I referred to them as "funny dreams".

My childhood technique was, just before falling asleep, feel that your are spinning forward or backwards like a summer-sault, - not just imagine it but create and focus on that feeling when you do a slow summer sault after haven't doing it for years - like butterflies? Does that make sense? Focus on that feeling and the spin, and occasionally I'd launch out of my body - unfortunately at an extreme rate of speed - which was often disorienting - but still worth it.


I have been trying on and off again for years and just can't quite get there - I can vibrate "next" to my body on an ethereal level, but that "leaving" just doesn't seem to work for me .... I'll keep trying though ;-)

And ya, Innis and Gunn is a good beer - one of the best brewers I think. But don't give up your abstinence -- people usually do that for a reason, and I'm eventually going to cut beer out of my diet as well .. ;)

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The Celestine Prophecy has been popping up a lot lately. Me and my daughter were talking about it the other day, then, cleaning up a cabinet I came across the DVD, thinking I should watch it again soon. Now I come to the Village and there it is again. So... going to watch it now.

:popcorn:

Funny too, I was just thinking the other month of some quality reading material to get my 14 yr old into - the Celestine Prophecies came to mind, He'd surely love that - and it is a nice enough read anyone can relate. I lost my copy though so I'll be scouring the used bookstores I think - always good places to find reading material - I got "The Door of Everything" just randomly at a book sale -- I love that book ;-)

[ulli]

Another great old movie, "Quartermass and the Pit", about some things we're familiar with. This movie came out in the late 1960s and the themes are ancient astronauts, genetic engineering of humanity, thought imagery thru video, the energetic power of fear. Enjoy!
]

We just watched this movie last night. I commented that the writers must have been slipped some inside info at the time (which is not unusual, since the film industry has often been used to pass on bits of disclosure).

Quite right. But what makes me suspicious now is how come this movie is on your mind as well as Rahkyt's all on the same day?
Telepathy between you two would be the most acceptable explanation, but what if some third party is using you as guinea pigs without your consent? ok, I'll dismiss that thought.

[Eram]

MMmmm, ice cream...my weakness.

The heat is back for another three day visit. Maybe I'll pull out our old hand crank ice cream maker and invite the grandkids over for homemade ice cream...the adults, too...they can help crank.

Love this thread! I haven't made homemade ice cream in years. What a treat! I'll make extra for y'all.

<snip>

Good day villagers,

It is 1:18 AM here and I just got out of bed.
Have been practising Astral travel again and had my first glimpse of success.

I'm reading the books of William Buhlman and he suggests to give the command to be 'out of body' for as long as is needed, just in the moments that you feel yourself drifting of to sleep.
Of course this is easier said then done, because giving the command itself causes me to be awake and not drifting of to sleep.
Anyway.... After about 1 hour or so, I fell asleep (which isn't supposed to be happening when you succeed in an attempt for astral travel), but I woke up from it after a short time. Waking up... I became aware of my astral body. It or 'I' was semi-attached to my 3D body and sitting up straight in the bed. only attached with the lower part and legs to the 3D body.
So... I didn't know what to do then... I sort of became aware that I couldn't see and in that awareness seemed to pull me back into my 3D body.
That was it.
so cool :)

Now I'm ride awake and unable to sleep, loaded with energy.
Don't know why.

love you all!


edit to add:
@ Dedukshyn... that picture of Innis & Gunn almost makes me regretting the decision to give up alcohol.... almost!



I astral traveled a bit as a kid, but didn't have a clue what the hell was happening -- I referred to them as "funny dreams".

My childhood technique was, just before falling asleep, feel that your are spinning forward or backwards like a summer-sault, - not just imagine it but create and focus on that feeling when you do a slow summer sault after haven't doing it for years - like butterflies? Does that make sense? Focus on that feeling and the spin, and occasionally I'd launch out of my body - unfortunately at an extreme rate of speed - which was often disorienting - but still worth it.


I have been trying on and off again for years and just can't quite get there - I can vibrate "next" to my body on an ethereal level, but that "leaving" just doesn't seem to work for me .... I'll keep trying though ;-)

And ya, Innis and Gunn is a good beer - one of the best brewers I think. But don't give up your abstinence -- people usually do that for a reason, and I'm eventually going to cut beer out of my diet as well .. ;)[COLOR="red"]


Wonderful Dedukshyn,

Kids always have a natural way of doing these things don't they?
Sorry to hear that you lost the hang of it.

Have you read the books of the guy that I mentioned?
His method seems to work for a lot of people and is easy to do. Maybe you can pick it up again.

I can remember a few dreams in my life in which I suddenly woke up fully, with the understanding that I was awake in a dream. That was so nice. Like suddenly entering an amusement Park. I have done some flying at will while in that state.
Now I just want the real deal.. entering the astral planes, experience and find out the truth of who we are.

[DeDukshyn]

... <massive snip> ...

Wonderful Dedukshyn,

Kids always have a natural way of doing these things don't they?
Sorry to hear that you lost the hang of it.

Have you read the books of the guy that I mentioned?
His method seems to work for a lot of people and is easy to do. Maybe you can pick it up again.

I can remember a few dreams in my life in which I suddenly woke up fully, with the understanding that I was awake in a dream. That was so nice. Like suddenly entering an amusement Park. I have done some flying at will while in that state.
Now I just want the real deal.. entering the astral planes, experience and find out the truth of who we are.

I haven't had a good "lucid" dream in a few years (in the real definition lucid = "fully awake"), but ya flying is awesome in a dream - or running on water, I've done that a lot as well, but it has been a while ;) I'll check out the book you mentioned, I've only read one book on astral travel and it was more of the traveler's experiences as opposed to technique, Thanks!

[another bob]

But what makes me suspicious now is how come this movie is on your mind as well as Rahkyt's all on the same day?
Telepathy between you two would be the most acceptable explanation, but what if some third party is using you as guinea pigs without your consent? ok, I'll dismiss that thought.

As I have mentioned recently, synchronicites have been almost non-stop. Today, well . .. what a day it's been in that regard, especially between Mazie and meself! She's always had what I call TV siddhis. Since she's chair-bound a lot, she has the tv on. Almost always now, we'll be talking about something, no matter how obscure, and immediately the tv will present something that directly echoes the converstion. Lately, we'll say something, and the tv character or commercial or announcer will repeat the same word or phrase, and almost simultaneously, with a split-second delay. It cracks us up, but who would believe us, so we don't talk much about, but agree that there's a big Comedian lurking behind the scenes, amusing themselves to no end! LOL!

[ulli]

But what makes me suspicious now is how come this movie is on your mind as well as Rahkyt's all on the same day?
Telepathy between you two would be the most acceptable explanation, but what if some third party is using you as guinea pigs without your consent? ok, I'll dismiss that thought.

As I have mentioned recently, synchronicites have been almost non-stop. Today, well . .. what a day it's been in that regard, especially between Mazie and meself! She's always had what I call TV siddhis. Since she's chair-bound a lot, she has the tv on. Almost always now, we'll be talking about something, no matter how obscure, and immediately the tv will present something that directly echoes the converstion. Lately, we'll say something, and the tv character or commercial or announcer will repeat the same word or phrase, and almost simultaneously, with a split-second delay. It cracks us up, but who would believe us, so we don't talk much about, but agree that there's a big Comedian lurking behind the scenes, amusing themselves to no end! LOL!
I believe you.
Once when I had a dificult decision to make re flying to Pittsburgh or not, on that same day the Spanish subtitles on HBO were stuck for more than three hours on...get this.." vas a ir a Pittsburgh en el vuelo 997 a las 8:00 am".
You will be on flight 997 to Pittsburgh at 8:00am in the morning. This stuff used to happen a lot, but recently only the usual 1:11, 11:11, which has been going on since 1980.

[DeDukshyn]

we're linking up! (poor choice of words) ... I've been feeling this extremely strongly in the past few weeks -- like I don't really have words to convey - it seems ... very global.

[benevolentcrow]

Mmmm cold beer on a hot summer day, (or warm for this neck of the woods)!

[Anchor]

I found a dead bird in my garden this morning. I heard a very strange sound early this morning and never did work out what it was but the bird had a wound on its back, and a few of the local cats like to hang out in my garden, so I am guessing that a cat got him.

Jeanette

Bad cats!
As much as I love cats...the fact that they go after little birdies getting their flying lessons is most upsetting.
How many Hummingbirds have I saved, wresting them of my cats' mouths.
It makes my day to set one of them free.

Tell them off.

If they ignore you, tell them that you know about big cat, and that you KNOW that they can understand you.

My wife did that to a neighbours cat which refused to drop a small lizard on the first request feigning incomprehension.

Then she hit it with a lecture about how she knew about Big Cat and I know that big cat tells you what I mean, and the cat looked at her with that Uh-Oh "I've been rumbled" expression, dropped the lizard as originally requested then, instead of continuing to look sheepish, it simply decided to forget the whole thing and came over for strokes and cuddles.

[ulli]

Mmmm cold beer on a hot summer day, (or warm for this neck of the woods)!

Sorry, BC, but you will need to explain that picture a bit more to me.
Because no matter how I try to look at it, that bird is about to drop a pill into your beer.
Please correct me.

[benevolentcrow]

Mmmm cold beer on a hot summer day, (or warm for this neck of the woods)!

Sorry, BC, but you will need to explain that picture a bit more to me.
Because no matter how I try to look at it, that bird is about to drop a pill into your beer.
Please correct me.

My version of the an Aesop's Fable

Instead of the Crow and Pitcher it is the Crow and Beer Mug

A Crow, half-dead with thirst, came upon a Mug which had once been full of beer; but when the Crow put its beak into the mouth of the Mug he found that only very little beer was left in it, and that he could not reach far enough down to get at it. He tried, and he tried, but at last had to give up in despair. Then a thought came to him, and he took a pebble and dropped it into the Mug. Then he took another pebble and dropped it into the Mug. So on and so on. At last, at last, he saw the beer mount up near him, and after casting in a few more pebbles he was able to quench his thirst and save his life.

Little by little does the trick.

By a thirsty crow... (No pills in this crows beer)

[DeDukshyn]

I found a dead bird in my garden this morning. I heard a very strange sound early this morning and never did work out what it was but the bird had a wound on its back, and a few of the local cats like to hang out in my garden, so I am guessing that a cat got him.

Jeanette

Bad cats!
As much as I love cats...the fact that they go after little birdies getting their flying lessons is most upsetting.
How many Hummingbirds have I saved, wresting them of my cats' mouths.
It makes my day to set one of them free.

Tell them off.

If they ignore you, tell them that you know about big cat, and that you KNOW that they can understand you.

My wife did that to a neighbours cat which refused to drop a small lizard on the first request feigning incomprehension.

Then she hit it with a lecture about how she knew about Big Cat and I know that big cat tells you what I mean, and the cat looked at her with that Uh-Oh "I've been rumbled" expression, dropped the lizard as originally requested then, instead of continuing to look sheepish, it simply decided to forget the whole thing and came over for strokes and cuddles.

Haha sounds like my cat ... always comprehended .. but feigned "i'm just a cat!" way too much. I could actually give him commands and if he was in the mood he'd carry them out. Even would fetch stuff -- but I've been seeing more and more cats do that these days ... we had to put him down a few months ago, just got too old .. RIP scooter. Best cat I ever had. <wipes tear>

[gripreaper]

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[ViralSpiral]

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[Carmody]

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[crosby]

is it really that bad?
corson

[astrid]

Today i took my dogs over to my new place for the first time,
They were SOOOOOO HAPPY, my new back yard was like
a trip to the park for them.

Louis was just beside himself with glee.

[ulli]

Mmmm cold beer on a hot summer day, (or warm for this neck of the woods)!

Sorry, BC, but you will need to explain that picture a bit more to me.
Because no matter how I try to look at it, that bird is about to drop a pill into your beer.
Please correct me.

My version of the an Aesop's Fable

Instead of the Crow and Pitcher it is the Crow and Beer Mug

A Crow, half-dead with thirst, came upon a Mug which had once been full of beer; but when the Crow put its beak into the mouth of the Mug he found that only very little beer was left in it, and that he could not reach far enough down to get at it. He tried, and he tried, but at last had to give up in despair. Then a thought came to him, and he took a pebble and dropped it into the Mug. Then he took another pebble and dropped it into the Mug. So on and so on. At last, at last, he saw the beer mount up near him, and after casting in a few more pebbles he was able to quench his thirst and save his life.

Little by little does the trick.

By a thirsty crow... (No pills in this crows beer)

Very innovative crow, Crow. That's the real reason for adversity, to bring forth our genius, innit?

[ulli]

I found a dead bird in my garden this morning. I heard a very strange sound early this morning and never did work out what it was but the bird had a wound on its back, and a few of the local cats like to hang out in my garden, so I am guessing that a cat got him.

Jeanette

Bad cats!
As much as I love cats...the fact that they go after little birdies getting their flying lessons is most upsetting.
How many Hummingbirds have I saved, wresting them of my cats' mouths.
It makes my day to set one of them free.

Tell them off.

If they ignore you, tell them that you know about big cat, and that you KNOW that they can understand you.

My wife did that to a neighbours cat which refused to drop a small lizard on the first request feigning incomprehension.

Then she hit it with a lecture about how she knew about Big Cat and I know that big cat tells you what I mean, and the cat looked at her with that Uh-Oh "I've been rumbled" expression, dropped the lizard as originally requested then, instead of continuing to look sheepish, it simply decided to forget the whole thing and came over for strokes and cuddles.

Haha sounds like my cat ... always comprehended .. but feigned "i'm just a cat!" way too much. I could actually give him commands and if he was in the mood he'd carry them out. Even would fetch stuff -- but I've been seeing more and more cats do that these days ... we had to put him down a few months ago, just got too old .. RIP scooter. Best cat I ever had. <wipes tear>

I grieve with you. Lost mine last year. PurpleLama is also going through this. Very sad for all of us, this business of losing them. I have this feeling they might be forming their own grid right now, to save the cat planet/world.

Viralspiral, I'm so glad to see you. How are your folks? And Corson, what's up?
And Astrid, is it all done now? Is your new house warm and cozy, and the heating working ok?

[Jenci]

I found a dead bird in my garden this morning. I heard a very strange sound early this morning and never did work out what it was but the bird had a wound on its back, and a few of the local cats like to hang out in my garden, so I am guessing that a cat got him.

Jeanette

Bad cats!
As much as I love cats...the fact that they go after little birdies getting their flying lessons is most upsetting.
How many Hummingbirds have I saved, wresting them of my cats' mouths.
It makes my day to set one of them free.

Tell them off.

If they ignore you, tell them that you know about big cat, and that you KNOW that they can understand you.

My wife did that to a neighbours cat which refused to drop a small lizard on the first request feigning incomprehension.

Then she hit it with a lecture about how she knew about Big Cat and I know that big cat tells you what I mean, and the cat looked at her with that Uh-Oh "I've been rumbled" expression, dropped the lizard as originally requested then, instead of continuing to look sheepish, it simply decided to forget the whole thing and came over for strokes and cuddles.



A few weeks ago I locked up the house for the night and was sitting at the kitchen table when something flashed in the corner of my eye. It was a cat which must have been lurking by the kitchen door when I had locked it. How I didn't see it, I don't know.

Anyway, once it had been spotted the chase was on as it ran upstairs! I finally retrieved it from my bedroom where it was hiding.

Jeanette

[ulli]

The excellent thread about the video with Galen Winsor has just received another informative link, confirming Winsor's statements that radiation is nowhere near as damaging as it is made out to be by the nuclear industry, government regulations and the press.

Here is the link. http://www.21stcenturysciencetech.com/articles/chernobyl.html
Click on it. Click on it. Click on it. NOW!!!!!

And here is a quote from the page/article:

"The future will see what prevails: the diligent, objective, scientific judgment of UNSCEAR, which is the most competent scientific body worldwide on radiation matters, or the ideologically and politically motivated propaganda of fear."

[Jenci]

But what makes me suspicious now is how come this movie is on your mind as well as Rahkyt's all on the same day?
Telepathy between you two would be the most acceptable explanation, but what if some third party is using you as guinea pigs without your consent? ok, I'll dismiss that thought.

As I have mentioned recently, synchronicites have been almost non-stop. Today, well . .. what a day it's been in that regard, especially between Mazie and meself! She's always had what I call TV siddhis. Since she's chair-bound a lot, she has the tv on. Almost always now, we'll be talking about something, no matter how obscure, and immediately the tv will present something that directly echoes the converstion. Lately, we'll say something, and the tv character or commercial or announcer will repeat the same word or phrase, and almost simultaneously, with a split-second delay. It cracks us up, but who would believe us, so we don't talk much about, but agree that there's a big Comedian lurking behind the scenes, amusing themselves to no end! LOL!


There's been some instances lately where I have opened posts with music videos in them only to realise that the song has already been playing in my head before I opened the post.

It's not like it has been there for long, just like it starts a second before I open the post. It's like time is a second out of sync.


It's very strange but then time has been doing some very weird things for me too. It no longer plays out linear fashion like it used to.

Mostly it is racing and accelarating. Very often I skip time finding I have gone from place A to place B with no recollection of getting there or the time that passed.

Jeanette

[Mark]

We just watched this movie last night. I commented that the writers must have been slipped some inside info at the time (which is not unusual, since the film industry has often been used to pass on bits of disclosure).

Why does that not surprise me? LOL I watched it again after I posted it here in order to see if I remembered the ending correctly. The movie is actually very prescient and includes some things that are very "New Age". The Martians genetically engineered humanity but there were some that were 'different', kind of like the wheat vs the tares in the bible, or maybe normal humans vs the organic portals/psychopaths, or, more basically, the good vs the evil. I found the scene at the end disturbing, when the ship was disturbed and it began sending out its signal that took over masses of people in the city and they began using telekinesis to kill those who were 'different' ... some sort of ancient programming or cellular script millions of years old and also a replay of what happened on Mars ... there are these cartoons out there that talk about a certain perspective of ancient history that states that Martians came to Earth after they destroyed Mars through warfare and they took over the planet, created and lived in Atlantis where they almost repeated the same thing that had happened on Mars. With just a few changes, Quartermass and the Pit could be referring to that same mythology.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8k6b95gxzYM




We just watched this movie last night. I commented that the writers must have been slipped some inside info at the time (which is not unusual, since the film industry has often been used to pass on bits of disclosure).

Quite right. But what makes me suspicious now is how come this movie is on your mind as well as Rahkyt's all on the same day?
Telepathy between you two would be the most acceptable explanation, but what if some third party is using you as guinea pigs without your consent? ok, I'll dismiss that thought.

Don't dismiss it! Bob, Fred and I were discussing something very similar to that in the Ear Tones thread, particularly considering the aspect of synchronicities that seem to be very conscious in the way they appear almost as if they are a part of a conversation that your conscious mind is unaware that is happening. In answer to questions you did not know you'd asked. The deeper consciousness that seems to be answering us may go by many names or it may be part of something else! I've read indications from some who believe that synchronicities can be created by ultra-dimensional entities in order to convince people to go down a certain path or make certain choices. The same thing has been said about repetitive #s and Ear Tones as well.

While I do know that ultra-dimensional parasites exist I'm not sure how far down that paranoid path I'm willing to go. To distrust my own most intimate senses after a lifetime of honing them and clearing away extraneous detritus is not to trust self, in the end, or the signals one's higher intelligence might be sending the conscious mind.


The Celestine Prophecy has been popping up a lot lately. Me and my daughter were talking about it the other day, then, cleaning up a cabinet I came across the DVD, thinking I should watch it again soon. Now I come to the Village and there it is again. So... going to watch it now.

And how was your viewing of the movie, Samsara? Did you see anything new?

[Belle]

The excellent thread about the video with Galen Winsor has just received another informative link, confirming Winsor's statements that radiation is nowhere near as damaging as it is made out to be by the nuclear industry, government regulations and the press.

Here is the link. http://www.21stcenturysciencetech.com/articles/chernobyl.html
Click on it. Click on it. Click on it. NOW!!!!!

And here is a quote from the page/article:

"The future will see what prevails: the diligent, objective, scientific judgment of UNSCEAR, which is the most competent scientific body worldwide on radiation matters, or the ideologically and politically motivated propaganda of fear."

There seems to be a lot of fear porn on the forum lately...from the Drake "et's are working to rid us of the evil cabal" to the "reality" that the planet has been trashed beyond repair and all we have to look forward to is more wars, spaceweather events, CME's that will send us back to the stone age, civil wars and revolution, etc.

Curiously, I have no sense of doom whatsoever or fear...just a deep peace that all is as it is meant to be. I've wondered if there was something wrong with me that peace prevailed within while so many others are stuck in beliefs of powerlessness and victimization. I've considered the possibility that I've always been too "Pollyanna-ish" in that fear has rarely been a part of my life.

If the Archons are in charge (Horus-Ra thread), the Galen Winsor video, as well as the others supporting it, once gone viral will cause them starvation. It not only releases fear, it informs as to the process used to create great fear by the greedy and those addicted to power who use it as a control mechanism.

"I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain."
- Bene Gesserit Litany Against Fear

"All that is hidden will be made known" is a phrase that has come to mind for years. Hopefully, this is just the beginning of the reveal.

[RunningDeer]

Global Forecast for July: “The Month that Changes Everything (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P86PHpcuuDs),” by Steve Judd.
Hello All, I don't post this to create negative programing. It's a heads up to "be kind, rewind."

"The middle two weeks is the most explosive on both personal and global level."

My goal is to use this time for reflection and contemplation. For now, I’m in stealth mode.:wave:

Steve also has individual forecasts which run about 6 minutes in length.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P86PHpcuuDs
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P86PHpcuuDs

[PurpleLama]

Before lotusblossom and I were married, she explained to the cats that she knew they could understand everything she said, and that balanced with the fact that I can often understand what they themselves are trying to communicate, the result being that we have a very well behaved (except for Ishtar, who I suspect has been getting into the purple pills) bunch of cats. I don't think this will work if the humans in the equation are not respectable in the feline's perspective.

[Belle]

I am reminded of this insightful post by Modwiz....


Mainly @ 1inmany but also to myself:
IMO, being ungrounded is lack of contact with our creaturehood, our natural body state of grace. Our bodies are made of the Earth, every last molecule, and will return to Her. Too much emotion, Water, intellectualizing, Air, or too spiritualizing, Fire, will lead to not being grounded. Feel the delight of a breeze or the warmth of the Sun. Keep it simple. Don't fly off into 'feelings' about it, or intellectualize the wonder of it. Don't even get into spiritual musings about meaning of it all. Just realize it is our inheritance, our natural state of creature grace on this planet. Let the peripheral nervous system tell you why Spirit took up a body. Eat a piece of real fruit with flavor and dripping with sweetness and juice. Sit on the ground or walk barefoot on the real Earth. Almost every problem we have is not one of where the body is, but where the mind and emotions are. Illnesses of the body are illnesses of poor thoughts, choices and emotions, both personal and societal.

.......

Grounding is about keeping it simple and being as quiet as possible inwardly.

I could not keep this to myself. My path does require me to share the goods. My life is very blessed and peaceful. The tiny corner of it that squawks a bit is all a part of me not handling something.........yet.

We all have our challenges.

Perhaps grounding is the fountain where peace flows.

Thanks to the inspiration from the Village to make ice cream, last night was so much fun. The three year old sat on the maker as we took turns cranking...until he became bored and wanted to cool off in the lake. The fifteen year old met up with friends in the neighborhood and invited them and their families over...and out came the electric ice cream maker to keep up with demand...banana ice cream, vanilla bean, and strawberry using the last of the fresh berries from my garden.

As the sun set, we lit a fire...more for the light than for heat...guitars were brought out, stories were told, laughter reigned supreme.

Spur of the moment simple pleasures. It doesn't get much better than that, imo.

[modwiz]

http://i650.photobucket.com/albums/uu225/ignotussomnium/Macros/GIFs/gifcatcatchesbat.gif

Awesome video, but I like bats better than cats. The bad guys won here, IMO. I like cats also but pissing on my stuff too many times has made me question how much I like them.

[WhiteFeather]

The excellent thread about the video with Galen Winsor has just received another informative link, confirming Winsor's statements that radiation is nowhere near as damaging as it is made out to be by the nuclear industry, government regulations and the press.

Here is the link. http://www.21stcenturysciencetech.com/articles/chernobyl.html
Click on it. Click on it. Click on it. NOW!!!!!

And here is a quote from the page/article:

"The future will see what prevails: the diligent, objective, scientific judgment of UNSCEAR, which is the most competent scientific body worldwide on radiation matters, or the ideologically and politically motivated propaganda of fear."

There seems to be a lot of fear porn on the forum lately...from the Drake "et's are working to rid us of the evil cabal" to the "reality" that the planet has been trashed beyond repair and all we have to look forward to is more wars, spaceweather events, CME's that will send us back to the stone age, civil wars and revolution, etc.

Curiously, I have no sense of doom whatsoever or fear...just a deep peace that all is as it is meant to be. I've wondered if there was something wrong with me that peace prevailed within while so many others are stuck in beliefs of powerlessness and victimization. I've considered the possibility that I've always been too "Pollyanna-ish" in that fear has rarely been a part of my life.

If the Archons are in charge (Horus-Ra thread), the Galen Winsor video, as well as the others supporting it, once gone viral will cause them starvation. It not only releases fear, it informs as to the process used to create great fear by the greedy and those addicted to power who use it as a control mechanism.

"I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain."
- Bene Gesserit Litany Against Fear

"All that is hidden will be made known" is a phrase that has come to mind for years. Hopefully, this is just the beginning of the reveal.

I look at FEAR a little bit differently. I enjoy FEAR.

F reedom
E nlightenment
A scension (That Dreaded A Word) Works for me.
R inse and Repeat or Rethinking From Inside

;)

[Eram]

There seems to be a lot of fear porn on the forum lately...from the Drake "et's are working to rid us of the evil cabal" to the "reality" that the planet has been trashed beyond repair and all we have to look forward to is more wars, spaceweather events, CME's that will send us back to the stone age, civil wars and revolution, etc.

Curiously, I have no sense of doom whatsoever or fear...just a deep peace that all is as it is meant to be. I've wondered if there was something wrong with me that peace prevailed within while so many others are stuck in beliefs of powerlessness and victimization. I've considered the possibility that I've always been too "Pollyanna-ish" in that fear has rarely been a part of my life.

If the Archons are in charge (Horus-Ra thread), the Galen Winsor video, as well as the others supporting it, once gone viral will cause them starvation. It not only releases fear, it informs as to the process used to create great fear by the greedy and those addicted to power who use it as a control mechanism.

"I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain."
- Bene Gesserit Litany Against Fear

"All that is hidden will be made known" is a phrase that has come to mind for years. Hopefully, this is just the beginning of the reveal.

Hi Belle,

I feel the same as you do in many ways.
Whatever is going to happen on earth in the near future: There is a growing feeling of.. well.... all is well in me, but in many other peoples as well is what I see.
It's a feeling that is from deep within and is difficult to understand or to grasp, but I will go with it.
I'm very optimistic for the future... I can't help myself really.

In the books from 'Neal Donald Walsch' (a strange conversation with God) He speaks about the perfection that lies in everything that happens. God does not make mistakes and it is only us that can choose how to interpret everything that happens around us.
So in the end... whatever happens... It's all perfection and it is for us to see it for what it is.
A dream that is unfolding for our very eyes.

[Belle]

From what I've gathered, I've "paid hell" in every incarnation for at least the last two thousand years time, so much so, as I've told you before, that when I started to figure out what's what the last time around, I committed suicide. Once the karma smoke cleared from that one, I was handed the purple pill, you know, the one labeled DGAF.

Purple pills for everyone who forgets that "it's just a ride".

[ulli]

:tongue1:

The excellent thread about the video with Galen Winsor has just received another informative link, confirming Winsor's statements that radiation is nowhere near as damaging as it is made out to be by the nuclear industry, government regulations and the press.

Here is the link. http://www.21stcenturysciencetech.com/articles/chernobyl.html
Click on it. Click on it. Click on it. NOW!!!!!

And here is a quote from the page/article:

"The future will see what prevails: the diligent, objective, scientific judgment of UNSCEAR, which is the most competent scientific body worldwide on radiation matters, or the ideologically and politically motivated propaganda of fear."

There seems to be a lot of fear porn on the forum lately...from the Drake "et's are working to rid us of the evil cabal" to the "reality" that the planet has been trashed beyond repair and all we have to look forward to is more wars, spaceweather events, CME's that will send us back to the stone age, civil wars and revolution, etc.

Curiously, I have no sense of doom whatsoever or fear...just a deep peace that all is as it is meant to be. I've wondered if there was something wrong with me that peace prevailed within while so many others are stuck in beliefs of powerlessness and victimization. I've considered the possibility that I've always been too "Pollyanna-ish" in that fear has rarely been a part of my life.

If the Archons are in charge (Horus-Ra thread), the Galen Winsor video, as well as the others supporting it, once gone viral will cause them starvation. It not only releases fear, it informs as to the process used to create great fear by the greedy and those addicted to power who use it as a control mechanism.

"I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain."
- Bene Gesserit Litany Against Fear

"All that is hidden will be made known" is a phrase that has come to mind for years. Hopefully, this is just the beginning of the reveal.
Just yesterday I used that last quote. It is all coming to light. And people knowing who did it gets them their deserved karma...funny how that works, eh?....also, let the dead bury the dead..., meanwhile, we've got things to do, which is to carry on living. And if the world were to end tomorrow I'd still plant a tree today. So many of us here having the sme thoughts. I lovvitt...Love Love Love lovvitt and love you ALL.

[Samsara]

Funny too, I was just thinking the other month of some quality reading material to get my 14 yr old into - the Celestine Prophecies came to mind, He'd surely love that - and it is a nice enough read anyone can relate. I lost my copy though so I'll be scouring the used bookstores I think - always good places to find reading material - I got "The Door of Everything" just randomly at a book sale -- I love that book ;-)

I have been wanting to get the books too. A lot of books I read were from the library and I'm wanting to gather a couple of these books for my personal library. Why ? for my grandson... LOL... he's only 5yrs old now, but he'll get there. May I suggest too, for your son, "Illusions: The Adventures of a Reluctant Messiah, by Richard Bach". I read this one in my early twenties and I re-membered.


And how was your viewing of the movie, Samsara? Did you see anything new?

It made me acknowledge how these books have helped my comprehension of life (the books are way better than the film, which is like a teaser, but you know that). What was new is that I thought of my grandson from the very first scene, where we fly over the forests of Peru, to the last. His dad is peruvian. From both is grandmothers lineage, he has strong native ties, north and south. I remembered that the very first time I held him in my arms, I said that I had found my purpose in life. I think he is really special (well, of course... hehe... grandma talking here). He always has these interesting stories to tell me. These days, he's telling me and his mom, how he saw us before he was born. He says he was energy and he was everywhere and could see us. Interesting. So, I started teaching him a few energy techniques he can use when he hurts himself (he's a boy... it happens a lot). He always ask if I can teach him some more.

What a priviledge it is to be living in these times!

Gotta go to the Garden before it's too hot ... in the 30's degree celcius is hot for this northern girl! Marianne... the name of the garden is Carmenia. It has been voted by all the users of the Centre, and is a derivate of the Center's name. I'll bring my camera.

Love to All !

17164

[ulli]

http://i650.photobucket.com/albums/uu225/ignotussomnium/Macros/GIFs/gifcatcatchesbat.gif

Awesome video, but I like bats better than cats. The bad guys won here, IMO. I like cats also but pissing on my stuff too many times has made me question how much I like them.

Cats don't do that, unless it is someone who doesn't like them.
And I'm not saying that you always disliked them.
But maybe you lived with someone who drooled over them so much, in such an exaggerated manner,
that this sent you in an opposite direction, as a balancing act.
Maybe I'm off the mark here, but I know cats hate to do their business inside the living quarters, so when they do it is to communicate a message.

[Samsara]

Cats don't do that, unless it is someone who doesn't like them.
And I'm not saying that you always disliked them.
But maybe you lived with someone who drooled over them so much, in such an exaggerated manner,
that this sent you in an opposite direction, as a balancing act.
Maybe I'm off the mark here, but I know cats hate to do their business inside the living quarters, so when they do it is to communicate a message.

My Romeo, the stray cat, does the pissing thing (marking his territory). His message is that he likes me a lot, so he's making sure everybody knows it. That's why he is no longer allowed in the house without supervision. I'm told that even if I have him fixed, he will still do it since he has not learned otherwise.

I'm wanting to find a solution before winter comes rolling in... any suggestion ?

[modwiz]

Agreed. They are my wife's cats. I am no longer a pet person, too much co-dependent behavior for me. She is bad about changing their litter since I stopped doing it. also, they use it to show their displeasure with things. Like the flavor of cat food you gave them.

There are remedies for what works for in my life that will find expression.

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Awesome video, but I like bats better than cats. The bad guys won here, IMO. I like cats also but pissing on my stuff too many times has made me question how much I like them.

Cats don't do that, unless it is someone who doesn't like them.
And I'm not saying that you always disliked them.
But maybe you lived with someone who drooled over them so much, in such an exaggerated manner,
that this sent you in an opposite direction, as a balancing act.
Maybe I'm off the mark here, but I know cats hate to do their business inside the living quarters, so when they do it is to communicate a message.

You mean, kill bats???????

BTW,You can't say I always disliked them because I said that I liked them in my post. You must have missed that.

Opposite direction? Based on what? That you think I dislike cats after I said liked them?

[PurpleLama]

Once an un-neutered male begins to spray, they will almost always continue the behavior, but neutering them will make it less frequent and less smelly.

Just like most human food is bad for us these days, so, too, is most pet food bad for the pets. UTIs are very common, these days, because of it. I would suggest any feline get checked out for it before deciding that pissing outside of the box is behavioral.

[Swan]

My Romeo, the stray cat, does the pissing thing (marking his territory).

Hi everyone, I´m new here :)

I just had to post now because of the synchronicity...I have just had a very stern face to face talk with my cat - Romeo - about peeing just outside his litterbox. He has started doing this almost daily.

I think his message is he wants more cuddles. The problem is, I don´t really want to cuddle him. He usually aproaches me when I´ve put the kids to bed, which is my ME time....Oh, I supposeI will just have to soften up. I get the feeling he is here to help me open my heart.

But if anyone has a suggestion on how to get him to stop, let me know! My stern talks dont seem to be working.

P.S I love this thread. Glad synchronicity made me overcome my shyness so I could say "Hello" :)

[Belle]

Welcome to the Village, Swan. No need to be shy...you will find unconditional acceptance, support and love from all who dwell here.

[Mark]

Welcome Swan! Make yourself at home ...

[Eram]

My Romeo, the stray cat, does the pissing thing (marking his territory).

Hi everyone, I´m new here :)

I just had to post now because of the synchronicity...I have just had a very stern face to face talk with my cat - Romeo - about peeing just outside his litterbox. He has started doing this almost daily.

I think his message is he wants more cuddles. The problem is, I don´t really want to cuddle him. He usually aproaches me when I´ve put the kids to bed, which is my ME time....Oh, I supposeI will just have to soften up. I get the feeling he is here to help me open my heart.

But if anyone has a suggestion on how to get him to stop, let me know! My stern talks dont seem to be working.

P.S I love this thread. Glad synchronicity made me overcome my shyness so I could say "Hello" :)

Hi Swan,

Glad you overcame your shyness as well :wave:

I know exactly what you're saying.
We have two cats and two kids. When we used to have the kids in bed, I felt like exhaling and taking time for ME... Then the cats would come up to me and start trying to get my attention. Arrghhhh... Nooooo not nowww I want some peace and quiet...
But my heart was closed too.
Now my heart has opened a little bit and I have learned to go with it some more. The cats come to me and I just let them... I'll give them some attention and you know what? When I gave up my resistance... It felt great. Bonding with our cats has done me good.
Sometimes I feel like the cats don't come for getting attention, but they're coming to give ME some peace and harmony.

[Marianne]

Oh, Swan, welcome!!! I noticed you've been reading awhile, and was wondering when you'd say something... so happy you decided to join in.

About Romeo, have you ever worked with flower essences? They work so well with animals, working with emotional issues that cause negative behavior.

Some resources:

Molly Sheehan's Green Hope Farm in Meriden, New Hampshire. Molly makes a set of essences just for animals. She works with nature spirits and angelic presences to grow the flowers and make the essences. She is a remarkable person. She has some good articles explaining vibrational healing and how FE's work.
http://www.greenhopeessences.com/aboutghf.html

And Perelandra Nature Center. Powerful essences co-created with nature spirits.
www.perelandra-ltd.com/

Also you can find Bach in health food stores, and you can google to find loads of resources for them.

There are many essence makers, just google.

Oh, I can't forget FES, a California-based essence maker, Patricia Kaminski and Richard Katz are the essence makers. They have a great book listing descriptions of their essences, but you might find them somewhere on line too.
www.flowersociety.org/bio.htm

And my friend Christine Tolf who makes Lichenwood Essences. She was my teacher in New Hampshire. She lists descriptions of her essences on her website. Sometimes I just have a read there, it feels healing to be connected to her.
http://www.lichenwood.com/

Have you tried talking to Romeo, acknowledging him, asking him what the problem is, etc? Even if you don't know what he's saying, you could likely get some feedback using your intuition. And at the least, he'd feel your concern for him and that would be a good thing.

Love,
JB

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Sometimes I feel like the cats don't come for getting attention, but they're coming to give ME some peace and harmony.

Waky, I think this is so true! Thanks for saying that. <3

[Swan]

Sometimes I feel like the cats don't come for getting attention, but they're coming to give ME some peace and harmony.

Hi wakytweaky :)

Yes, I´m sure you are right.
I had a previous disagreement with Romeo about sleeping in our bedroom. My view was a definate NO. But, he didn´t give up. Every night, in the early hours of the morning he would be scratching at the door. After about a year ( yes i am stubborn..) I gave in. Because it suddenly occured to me that maybe he wanted to sleep with us to help us relax. And, I realized I found it very comforting to wake up and feel his soft fur on my bare feet.

So i learnt that lesson. Now time to learn this one.

[DeDukshyn]

http://i650.photobucket.com/albums/uu225/ignotussomnium/Macros/GIFs/gifcatcatchesbat.gif

Awesome video, but I like bats better than cats. The bad guys won here, IMO. I like cats also but pissing on my stuff too many times has made me question how much I like them.

Cats don't do that, unless it is someone who doesn't like them.
And I'm not saying that you always disliked them.
But maybe you lived with someone who drooled over them so much, in such an exaggerated manner,
that this sent you in an opposite direction, as a balancing act.
Maybe I'm off the mark here, but I know cats hate to do their business inside the living quarters, so when they do it is to communicate a message.

I just wanted to re-post that awesome cat clip .. no but seriously Ulli you are 100% right. We only had one friend who didn't like scooter. When she'd come by they'd give each other dirty looks, and by the time she left - something of hers was pissed on if he could get at it. only ever her, ever. in 16 years - never pissed on anything in the house but her stuff when she visited ... it became a bit of fun for us all - after she learned to leave her stuff in the car when visiting ;)

[Eram]

Sometimes I feel like the cats don't come for getting attention, but they're coming to give ME some peace and harmony.

Hi wakytweaky :)

Yes, I´m sure you are right.
I had a previous disagreement with Romeo about sleeping in our bedroom. My view was a definate NO. But, he didn´t give up. Every night, in the early hours of the morning he would be scratching at the door. After about a year ( yes i am stubborn..) I gave in. Because it suddenly occured to me that maybe he wanted to sleep with us to help us relax. And, I realized I found it very comforting to wake up and feel his soft fur on my bare feet.

So i learnt that lesson. Now time to learn this one.

Ok Swan,

I asked my girlfriend to make telepathic contact with him (she thinks it's a him).
It is indeed what you expected.
A cat is an animal that can transfer negative energies and he wants you to transfer them with him. He wants you to just sit down with him, take him on your lap and let all that is to feel in you arise... let it come to the surface and let it pass like a stream of water (that's how she said it).
It will help you to get in touch with your feelings more and get rid of negativity.

My girlfriend says it is a cat with an old soul and he can be cross if he doesn't get his way. He has a very warm personality is that correct?
Every time you feel bad, just take the cat and give him a good hug. He wants you to do it and he helps you to get over it.

edit to add:

You're cat is clearly a male :P I just read your first post again. It's just that i talked about you to my mate at the diner table and she didn't read your post. voila!

[another bob]

The Cat


In 1970 I was fulfilling my Alternate Service obligation to the Government by working as a Child Care Counselor at a residential treatment center for pre-teens in Ukiah, CA. During that time, I was renting a small cabin about 5 miles outside of town for my days off. It was situated near a vineyard that backed into rolling hills, and the nearest neighbors were about a mile away. I had inherited it from another counselor who had burned out emotionally after two years at the center, and had returned to his home in the mid-west somewhere to recuperate.

Along with the cabin I had unwittingly gained a small, non-descript cat who wandered around the premises spreading cat hairs. Chronically allergic to cats, I tried to avoid this character, but he was apparently oblivious to my health issues and persisted in his shedding. Eventually, I felt that I needed to take more decisive action. As he was nonchalantly lounging on a widow sill one sunny morning, I scooped him up and carried him out to my car. Discerning my intent he offered a mild protest, but my resolve was firm, and I would not be dissuaded from my chosen course.

I drove four or five miles up into the hills to release the little fellow into the next phase of his earthly destiny, reasoning that he was semi-wild and independent anyway, and would likely adapt without much effort to his new environment. The hills were stocked with abundant rodent life, and he had already demonstrated his skills in that regard by occasionally depositing mice cadavers at the cabin’s front door. Without much ado I bid him good luck and happy hunting and then drove off, forgetting that things are not always what they seem to be.

The cabin itself possessed an odd quality, as if it was simultaneously appearing in this as well as some other, invisible realm. Not only the cabin, but the surrounding hills themselves seemed to evoke a subtle mix of mysterious intuitions at a subconscious level that I had difficulty accessing. Initially I ignored these whispers, speculating that perhaps they were just the lingering vibrations from an ancient Indian encampment in the area. I had recently begun practicing Zen meditation, and attributed these perceptions to the mere play of mind. Sometimes we can be rather naïve in our assumptions. One day I was to find out just how much.

It was a beautiful early afternoon in Autumn. Northern Californians called this time Indian Summer and, although I never knew the derivation, it seemed like an appropriate designation for this lovely season. I felt like a hike into the hills behind the cabin that day, and started off along a deer path that wound lazily up through the oaks and manzanita shrubs that thrived on the hillsides above the vineyard. Curiously, as I passed by certain random trees I felt a strange sense of apprehension just below the surface of awareness. It felt as if they were somehow conscious players in a spell that was being woven around me!

I had spent a good deal of time in the woods, and in fact had lived as a hermit for six months in the Sierras during the previous year, but I had never felt anything like this before. As I proceeded further into the hills, I began to sense an ambiguity about my orientation and, to my growing dismay, eventually realized that I was lost. I had been wandering around in circles for over an hour, and had no idea now how to continue. I found a rock outcropping to sit and ponder the situation, but as I took my seat I noticed a group of large buzzards directly overhead and was instantly aware that they were keen on some sort of rapidly approaching death.

My hair literally stood on end as a series of violent shivers churned through me, and without further thought I jumped up and began to run! It didn’t matter where – I just had to move, and I let my body take me on whatever course it would. Time played havoc in my mounting panic, and it was nearly dark when I finally – gratefully – reached my cabin, slammed the door behind me, and exhaled. Whatever that was, I believed that I had left it behind in the hills.

I was mistaken. A deafening series of clashing cymbal-like sounds, accompanied by blinding lights and shrieking howls, started encircling the cabin – slowly and methodically at first, but soon accelerating into a dizzying rush that threatened to sweep the cabin itself into a tornado whirlwind and whisk it from its foundations into the open maw of chaos and catastrophe! The walls began to vibrate fiercely, and then something told me: “Here it comes!”

Suddenly it was dead quiet. Too quiet. I now realized to my mounting horror that I was no longer alone in the cabin. Some kind of dark and menacing force was materializing in the corner across from me. A pitch-black shadow was growing before my startled eyes, blotting out the faint light from the window and creeping across the ceiling, walls, and floor towards me. I stood paralyzed in fear as my eyes darted helplessly in search of some escape. Suddenly spotting an opening, I raced towards the hallway leading to my bedroom before it too was swallowed up in the oncoming shadow. Slamming the door, I dove like a child under the bed and waited there, shivering uncontrollably.

Suddenly sensing movement to my side, I inadvertently banged my head on a bed board in startled shock before realizing that the creature next to me was the cat! The cat! Somehow, over the course of several weeks since I had dropped him off in the hills, he had managed to find his way back to the cabin, slip in through an open window, and was now calmly stretching and yawning next to me! I was incredulous – so much so that I had even momentarily forgotten the terror that was now pressing ominously against my bedroom door.

With feline grace the cat then stood up and padded in a most regal and dignified manner to the edge of the door that stood between us and the relentless psychic pressure being applied from the other side. Pausing there, he then tilted his head back and let out the most piercing cat screech I had ever heard! The echo of his shout seemed to reverberate through the whole valley, and then there was complete silence. I listened for any sign of the horror that had invaded the house, but heard nothing. Crawling out from under the bed, I proceeded carefully to the door and, opening it gingerly, found no evidence of anything amiss. The cat scampered into the living room and pounced up onto the couch and resumed his relaxed pose, as if nothing extraordinary had just transpired.

After looking around to inspect the place, I peeled off my urine-soaked pants and headed into the bathroom for a long shower. When I had dried myself off, I went to the kitchen cabinet and found some herbal tea. I brewed a cup and then joined the cat on the couch. He climbed into my lap, meowed, and together we kept vigil until dawn.

As the brilliant morning sun streamed through the windows, I was engulfed in a mood of deep peace. Outside, a family of deer was grazing near the window, and the valley was filling with gorgeous birdsong.

Since that night, I have never been troubled by allergies to cats, although I do pay more attention to where I am going when walking in the woods.

[another bob]

Very often I skip time finding I have gone from place A to place B with no recollection of getting there or the time that passed.

That once happened to me after attending an extended wine tasting, back in the day. I swore off alchohol for a few years after that. :-)

[another bob]

I don't think this will work if the humans in the equation are not respectable in the feline's perspective.




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[Sierra]

Dear Bob,

I withdrew my question over in *that* thread, it was SUCH a bad idea! And I hope I haven't opened the Village to an influx of rigid indoctrinaire, ugh.

So I ask you here:



Well, once I met Mazie, everything that had gone before took on the quality of a vague, rather uninteresting dream. On the other hand, after our reunion, what happened next seemed beyond the capacity of any narrative prose to truly convey.

After your reunion? <sitting down next to Bob, passing a pitcher of beer to wet his whistle> Yeah?

<trotting back to page 800 to catch up on the village news ... >

BTW, I read *somewhere* cats are for balancing. They balance your energy. When McKnao was still alive, he worked so hard with me on clearing old garbage. I'd sit there sobbing, and McKnao would be on my foot, not taking his eyes off me.

Sierra

[PurpleLama]

Synchronistically enough, Abob, I was about to comment on how felines can provide unsurpassed protection from dark spirits, and will "eat" evil entities just as they might an insect. I have witnessed this first hand, myself.

[eaglespirit]

We just watched this movie last night. I commented that the writers must have been slipped some inside info at the time (which is not unusual, since the film industry has often been used to pass on bits of disclosure).

Quite right. But what makes me suspicious now is how come this movie is on your mind as well as Rahkyt's all on the same day?
Telepathy between you two would be the most acceptable explanation, but what if some third party is using you as guinea pigs without your consent? ok, I'll dismiss that thought.

Don't dismiss it! Bob, Fred and I were discussing something very similar to that in the Ear Tones thread, particularly considering the aspect of synchronicities that seem to be very conscious in the way they appear almost as if they are a part of a conversation that your conscious mind is unaware that is happening. In answer to questions you did not know you'd asked. The deeper consciousness that seems to be answering us may go by many names or it may be part of something else! I've read indications from some who believe that synchronicities can be created by ultra-dimensional entities in order to convince people to go down a certain path or make certain choices. The same thing has been said about repetitive #s and Ear Tones as well.

While I do know that ultra-dimensional parasites exist I'm not sure how far down that paranoid path I'm willing to go. To distrust my own most intimate senses after a lifetime of honing them and clearing away extraneous detritus is not to trust self, in the end, or the signals one's higher intelligence might be sending the conscious mind.


The Celestine Prophecy has been popping up a lot lately. Me and my daughter were talking about it the other day, then, cleaning up a cabinet I came across the DVD, thinking I should watch it again soon. Now I come to the Village and there it is again. So... going to watch it now.

And how was your viewing of the movie, Samsara? Did you see anything new?

I've read indications from some who believe that synchronicities can be created by ultra-dimensional entities in order to convince people to go down a certain path or make certain choices. The same thing has been said about repetitive #s and Ear Tones as well.

Hi Rahkyt, wishing you well!

...and that 'convincing' has become unnecessary in my life in front of me in the past 5 1/2 years in a constant upgrade rhythm...cuz that's all I do : ) And I will be spiritually bold enough to add that it is now happening all around us all around in unprecedented 'higher' ways and means deliveries...the more we live lovingly-accordingly to it the more, more, more will be here to help us help ourselves here on Mother Earth, now!

[Mark]

As the brilliant morning sun streamed through the windows, I was engulfed in a mood of deep peace. Outside, a family of deer was grazing near the window, and the valley was filling with gorgeous birdsong.

Since that night, I have never been troubled by allergies to cats, although I do pay more attention to where I am going when walking in the woods.

Bob! Was that story for true?!?! You are such a wonderful storyteller it doesn't even matter. WOW.

Modwiz, I've never had a cat piss on my stuff but when I was much younger and a soldier in Deutschland, I had a German girlfriend with 3 cats. All male in an apartment the size of a good kitchen. I had a wonderful, Turkish leather jacket that I had actually traveled to Turkey to get (Ok, the quality wasn't the best but for a young, poor soldier it was very cool. It even had shoulder pads! It was the late 80s) that I left laying on the bed one day. I came back later that night to find it practically torn to shreds. I don't think that cat liked me at all.

To prove it's not a species thing though, my Sira had 3 cats when we first moved in together, 2 of them wild and free and their mother, who was the most sociable. The other two would hide in basements and behind furniture and only come out at night. The mother eventually would sit on my lap during meditation, purring and vibrating like a fire-engine. Eventually, the other two would allow me to pet them, although one of them it took about 6 months. Now we only have one of the cats, the mother disappeared outside, the 6 month cat would only come around for food and he eventually disappeared also. Now we just have the mama's boy, who is having a wonderful summer so far now that he's out of the house and his hiding spots in the crawl space of the attic.

[PurpleLama]

Ok, here are more garden pictures, as requested:

Here are the privet I trimmed up and lashed to the posts, for the red malabar "spinach" that should be sprouting shortly, and a little further back, between the posts, I have a place for ground cherry.

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Here is a better shot of the soon to be famous Tomato Chair.

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Here we have recently planted star of david okra, middle right we have blue jade corn and green lentils, and in the background is the Three Sisters Mega-Mound.

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And finally a close up of the Mega-Mound, which is about three feet across, on the outside of the moat surrounding.

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[Mark]

Don't dismiss it! Bob, Fred and I were discussing something very similar to that in the Ear Tones thread, particularly considering the aspect of synchronicities that seem to be very conscious in the way they appear almost as if they are a part of a conversation that your conscious mind is unaware that is happening. In answer to questions you did not know you'd asked. The deeper consciousness that seems to be answering us may go by many names or it may be part of something else! I've read indications from some who believe that synchronicities can be created by ultra-dimensional entities in order to convince people to go down a certain path or make certain choices. The same thing has been said about repetitive #s and Ear Tones as well.

While I do know that ultra-dimensional parasites exist I'm not sure how far down that paranoid path I'm willing to go. To distrust my own most intimate senses after a lifetime of honing them and clearing away extraneous detritus is not to trust self, in the end, or the signals one's higher intelligence might be sending the conscious mind.

I've read indications from some who believe that synchronicities can be created by ultra-dimensional entities in order to convince people to go down a certain path or make certain choices. The same thing has been said about repetitive #s and Ear Tones as well.

Hi Rahkyt, wishing you well!

...and that 'convincing' has become unnecessary in my life in front of me in the past 5 1/2 years in a constant upgrade rhythm...cuz that's all I do : ) And I will be spiritually bold enough to add that it is now happening all around us all around in unprecedented 'higher' ways and means deliveries...the more we live lovingly-accordingly to it the more, more, more will be here to help us help ourselves here on Mother Earth, now!

Hi there, ES! Ditto! Did you know there are people out there who never experience synchronicities? I know because a few of them have looked at me strangely and told me so. Others have written me after reading something I've posted on my blogs and elsewhere. Not everyone is experiencing these upgrades in the same manner.

I attribute much of this to conscious choice. The choice to ignore the extra-sensory stuff and instead to channel this energy coming in from the cosmos into mundane emotivity and intellectualism. I find it is possible to do that. When the mind is focused upon past and future and engaged in all of the distractions that keep discursiveness a constant, running stream of thought, you miss the synchronicities, you can't see them because your thoughts are too busy to give your subtle attention the space to notice them as they occur. And so the excess energy of the times is spent reinforcing mental and emotional patterns, overworking the hypothalamus, deepening and widening the synapses leading between all of the disfunctional memories and ideas that have built up over a lifetime.

But that's ok because all is well.

Everybody is doing exactly what they are supposed to be doing, like you! And sooo many on this thread! Awakening, eyes widening, looking around in wonder as the heart and soul open up like lotus petals seeking the light of distant suns!


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[Sierra]

No problem, Ulli, just going down memory lane. This is another of the movies I saw when I was 5 or 6, living in California in the early 70s. I've got a whole list of 'em and don't understand how my parents let me sit in front of the television like that watching this stuff. It's definitely to blame for why I am the way I am now.

:flypig:

Then I becomes clear that they did the right thing.

Yup. I grew up with benign neglect as well, great for fostering freedom and creativity ...

[eaglespirit]

Everybody is doing exactly what they are supposed to be doing, like you! And sooo many on this thread! Awakening, eyes widening, looking around in wonder as the heart and soul open up like lotus petals seeking the light of distant suns!

Here, Hear Rahkyt : )

...and the more we do what we do purely and selflessly from the heart the more everybodies will see and feel the light...the light we shine together from Mother Earth OPENS the 'channel of allowance' oh so wide for the Higher Light to come on in and help as never ever before here and now : )
...imho, it IS what lets the 'Higher' open up to help in an unprecedented flow of wonderment!

[DeDukshyn]

The Cat


In 1970 I was fulfilling my Alternate Service obligation to the Government by working as a Child Care Counselor at a residential treatment center for pre-teens in Ukiah, CA. During that time, I was renting a small cabin about 5 miles outside of town for my days off. It was situated near a vineyard that backed into rolling hills, and the nearest neighbors were about a mile away. I had inherited it from another counselor who had burned out emotionally after two years at the center, and had returned to his home in the mid-west somewhere to recuperate.

... <trim> ....

Along with psychic monsters, cats are good vs reptilians too ;)


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[Jenci]

But that's ok because all is well.

Everybody is doing exactly what they are supposed to be doing, like you!


Oh yes but it took me a long time to realise this.


Welcome to Swan :welcome:


Jeanette

[Mark]

Then I becomes clear that they did the right thing.

Yup. I grew up with benign neglect as well, great for fostering freedom and creativity ...

LOL Well you know we only had 3 channels of television back then, not 50 hundred thousand like kids do today. We were allowed to watch television on saturday mornings when cartoons came on and after school for about an hour and that's it. The rest of the time we had to be outside, playing. The only time we could come in was to eat or when my dad would whistle for us when the streetlights came on. Boy we would range far, and have all kinds of adventures. I couldn't imagine letting my kids be as free as we were back then these days. At least, not in any of the environments I've lived in since I've had kids.

I remember that time and space as almost magical in nature. Living in Northern California in Hippy country, I even had a brown leather vest with fringes. I made a list about my California Dreamin' (http://rahkyt.wordpress.com/2011/09/03/california-dreamin-media-programming-and-mind-opening-modalities/) and those movies that I saw back then a while back, just in pure wonderment at the quality and how these movies were so prescient in forecasting ideas that would become so important 30, 40 years later.


...and the more we do what we do purely and selflessly from the heart the more everybodies will see and feel the light...the light we shine together from Mother Earth OPENS the 'channel of allowance' oh so wide for the Higher Light to come on in and help as never ever before here and now : )
...imho, it IS what lets the 'Higher' open up to help in an unprecedented flow of wonderment!

I also think it helps ... increases the quotient for the collective so that whole 100th monkey thing can happen. I post up a lot of information on my FB and for months and years only those 'into' this stuff have really paid attention. But now, spiritual ideas and alternate social system ideologies are out there in the mainstream, so much so that it's almost become passe' to some. Harder to ignore as the 'world that has been pulled over our eyes' conforms more and more to what used to be conspiratorial whispers and are now rumbles and shakings of righteous uprising. People are awakening as their lives continue to make less and less sense.




But that's ok because all is well.

Everybody is doing exactly what they are supposed to be doing, like you!


Oh yes but it took me a long time to realise this.

LOL Back in the mid-90s I was involved in the infamous Flame Wars (http://www.amazon.ca/Flame-Wars-The-Discourse-Cyberculture/dp/0822315408) from the viewpoints of a budding Academic and the Afrocentric alternative perspective. Boy we would fight and argue. Spend hours crafting posts, researching, linking articles, quoting laboriously, firing salvos of sarcasm, deadpan irony and self-righteous ire across the bows of the indoctrinated and industrialized minds. I quit that in the mid 00s and took about 7 years off only to return and find the same things happening in more and more venues across the Net as the Awakening has deepened.

I expect it's an initiation of sorts. Everybody who comes into knowledge has to go thru that experience for a bit, maybe? Then the futility of it all becomes apparent and the realization that it is all vanity all but unavoidable.

We do what we want until we don't anymore.

Then it's time to move on ...


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[ulli]

I agree, Rahkyt, about those sharp witted communication efforts.
That's what love of truth does to you.
Until one day love of truth and love of unity stand side by side,
and yet another choice has to be made.
Which is it to be? I'm still learning, finding myself between those two chairs at times.
As the choice becomes more intensified, the chair analogy no longer works.
Now it's more like standing on a huge piece of ice in the middle of a vast ocean, and a crack appears between one's feet.
Slowly those two pieces of ice are moving apart, and one is forced to move onto one shoal or the other. Which is is to be?
This is where I'm at now. I will no longer insist on truth, no matter what. It only leads to arguments, which often cannot be resolved.
I'm herewith announcing that I am committing to unity. There are enough out there who are taking on liars.

[Swan]

[A cat is an animal that can transfer negative energies and he wants you to transfer them with him. He wants you to just sit down with him, take him on your lap and let all that is to feel in you arise... let it come to the surface and let it pass like a stream of water (that's how she said it).
It will help you to get in touch with your feelings more and get rid of negativity.

My girlfriend says it is a cat with an old soul and he can be cross if he doesn't get his way. He has a very warm personality is that correct?
Every time you feel bad, just take the cat and give him a good hug. He wants you to do it and he helps you to get over it.!


It is my ME time, and Romeo is beside me, being cuddled..:)

Yes, your girlfriend is right,please thank her from me. I have been told before that he is my teacher, I have also been told that he is not of this planet. Visitors always comment on how remarkably friendly and patient he is with children.

Thank you Another Bob for the cat story. I did have the distinct impression that Romeo wanted to be in our room at night to protect us. That bothered me a bit, since I dont´t really want to believe in negative entities.

And thank you Marianne for the info on flower essences. I have just started using them again, after many years. Actually on my kids, but I should probably be using them on myself...

And thanks PL, will call the vet just to make sure it isn´t a medical problem.

Thank you everybody for the warm welcome.

[ulli]

Aother thought about choices.
I started seeing "those numbers" in 1980. 1:11, 11:11, etc.
At the time I had no idea that this was happening to others as well
and always assumed that it was my father's spirit that telepathically guided me to look at a clock.
Then I found out in the nineties that the Solara movement ( website www.nvisible.com) was all about this, even though Solara didn't see the numbers until ten years after I began.

So here is several million people having the same experience, and as a result I quit attributing this to my dead father.
And gradually I noticed that not all number promptings came from good spirits or ETs.
There was mischief there at times.
So this resulted in my decision to send out extra prayers, to have only the highest and most loving spirits surround me.
Go to the top, as it were. And the top is the Creator of all that is. And then ask Him for protection from the best of the best.
And gradually the synchronicities led me back to Baha'u'llah. At the same time I have had Astrid clear some residue stuff for me. Both methods have sent confirmations, as if it's all related.
And I must say, my anxiety level has been reduced, remarkably so. One must consciously choose which spirits, ETs, EDs, one wants to send devotion to.
And devotion is the price you pay in return for protection and guidance.
Not a bad feeling or state of mind to walk around with, if you ask me.

[another bob]

So I ask you here:



Well, once I met Mazie, everything that had gone before took on the quality of a vague, rather uninteresting dream. On the other hand, after our reunion, what happened next seemed beyond the capacity of any narrative prose to truly convey.

After your reunion? <sitting down next to Bob, passing a pitcher of beer to wet his whistle> Yeah?

Hiya Sierra!

I certainly hope you are enjoying this lovely day in Paradise!

When I met Mazie, I had an extensive wine cellar, but immediately lost all taste for alchohol to another kind of intoxication. I gave away my collection and haven't touched a drop since, but your pitcher of beer gesture is appreciated nevertheless, so I'll share a bit with you. I have posted some of this material at the Forum before, but a while ago, so most here have not likely seen it. First, I'm going to tell a little of Mazie's story, so you have some background:

It began for her when she was 2 years old, just as it did for me, but her experience was quite different than mine had been. One morning she was sitting out in the open field behind her house, when a voice from all directions - the earth, the sky, the hills, everywhere -- spoke to her with these words: "I Am". The words carried with them a component of unconditional love and assurance, and she was filled with an indescribable ecstasy.

When she was 4 years old, and Easter came around, her mother had just dressed her up especially for that Holiday. She was even given a little purse to carry, empty but pretty. That glorious morning, she wandered out into the fields behind her house, fields alive with bee balm and wildflowers and the buzz of spring bees. At a certain point, the light became incredibly bright, the sounds of the bees grew louder, and as she looked up, a Being of Light stood suddenly before her. It was garbed in a robe, shining bright white, with a hood, and emanated the most intense vibration of unconditional love. They stood there communing for some time, and then the Being vanished, but only after reminding her, "I am always with you". Then the light and sounds returned to normal. Mazie recognized this Being as the same one who had appeared to her two years prior in invisible form, proclaiming from all directions, "I Am". As she walked back to her house, she thought to look in her purse, and inside she found 3 shiny new pennies that had not been there when she first walked out into the field. For her, it was the most delightful treasure!

Later that same year, she was molested for the first time by her uncle. Several years later, she was again molested by her dentist. Not long after that, a Grey appeared in her room one night, and approached her bed. At the time, she thought it was some intruder with a motorcycle helmet on, and hid under the covers. She felt the being sit down on the bed, felt the bed squeak with the added weight, and the next thing she knew it was the morning of the next day. She told her parents about the person with the helmet, but they passed it off as a dream. Several nights later, she was visited by another being, a tall darkly-robed figure, but not the same one from her Easter experience. This one took her to a hill, where she was able to view the sky. When he pointed upward, she saw that the sky was filled with thousands of spaceships, as big as cities, and they were preparing for some kinds of battle. Up to this time, she had never known anything about spaceships, having been raised in relative rural poverty, without TV or trips to the movies.

At the age of 9, she was stricken with the most severe form of Juvenile Rheumatoid Arthritis, for which she was subjugated to the barbaric and primitive medical procedures of the time. She was forced to undergo hip replacements on both hips, which failed and needed to be re-done, necessitating months at a time of hospitalization. Prior to the onset of the disease, she had been a top athlete, and extremely popular with her peers. After she was stricken, she was made an outcast, with the cruelty born of fear that the herd can inflict on those with apparent weakness.

During that time, she developed a rare infection called Stevens-Johnsons Syndrome, which is usually 100% fatal. Somehow, by grace, she survived being manhandled by thoughtless physicians and ridiculous treatments. The horror stories she has shared of that time would curdle your blood! Somehow, she survived, although the disease would continue to progress, rendering her nights and days a perpetual torture. She was only given aspirin, and took so much she developed a bad case of tinnitus. Once, on her way to treatment, she was abducted at knifepoint, beaten, and raped. The perp was never apprehended.

By now, she had become a "cutter", mutilating herself with razors, and at one point was locked up in a psyche ward, where she was forced to endure unbelievable cruelties. Eventually she took a large dose of pills in an attempt to end her miserable life. She was discovered and taken to the hospital, but was pronounced dead. During that time, she entered into the light, was shown the bigger picture, told that it was not her time, and sent back. Once back in the body, she remained in a coma for three days, and then made a full recovery from the poisoning.

On the basis of the NDE, she plunged headlong into a deep inquiry, and although the Arthritis continued its crippling progress, she took up a form of spiritual practice called Kriya Yoga, was initiated by a direct disciple of Yogananda, and had many, many mystical experiences, in the course of which, she was given some extraordinary realizations.

She devoted as much time as possible to the practice over the next few years, although by now she had married and birthed 2 daughters (she's actually in the medical record books as being only the second person with a double hip replacement to deliver children). Her first husband died prematurely, and she was left penniless, and eventually homeless, all the while forced to endure an ever-worsening pain situation. In fact, she was in constant agony, and yet was forced to depend on a soup kitchen for nourishment for herself and her children.

Eventually, she joined up with a couple of other poor souls and found some meager lodging. She was able to get some minimal state assistance, and attempted to go to college, but the disease was implacable, and she was forced to drop that plan. During that time, two men abducted her at gunpoint, took her to a remote location in a van, and viciously raped her once again. This time, however, something happened. Instead of fear and revulsion, her heart melted and she instantly forgave them in the midst of the attack. She said that she felt an overwhelming love and understanding rise up in her heart, and although they had intended to kill her and dump her body, they instead drove her back and let her go free.

From there she increased her inquiry, plunging deep into her own being, and actually began using the constant agonizing pain as a prod to go deeper, until finally she underwent a profound awakening experience, in which she recognized that she was not the body, but rather, the source of all love itself. This experience was only the beginning of her spiritual transformation, and although there was no let-up from the pain, her position relative to the pain had changed, and she settled deeper and deeper into her true nature and divine condition.

When I first met her, ten years ago now, I knew instantly that she was my immortal Beloved. We had shared many lives together, and were here now to complete something that had begun in pre-existence. I left everything immediately to be with her, including nearly a million dollars of assets. Within a month of first contact, we were living together, and extraordinary experiences and synchronicities began showering on us in a constant stream of amazing grace.

Wanting to be done with any distraction, we built a cabin high in the Northern Cascade Mountain range, and undertook an intense period of three years of uninterrupted spiritual investigation together, 24/7. What an amazing experience! I watched over time as she continued her rapid transformation. It began manifesting physically. For example, whatever tree or plant she touched began to blossom. I've attempted to document some of that on my photo website: http://www.pbase.com/1heart

Then I noticed birds and animals from all over would come right up to be near her. As time progressed, I found that, by merely entering into her near proximity, I myself would be plunged into a mindless ecstasy, my knees would literally buckle, and I could hardly catch my breath. This forced me in turn to go deeper, opening myself more and more to the power of that same love, melting down one level of resistance after another, until I was able to simply embrace her physical form without passing out.

We began to document this time through poetry, since it seemed the only written language that was apropos for sharing with our friends. Much of what I wrote is posted on my blog: http://feelingtoinfinity.wordpress.com/, while hers is scattered in threads at various Yahoo Groups in which we had participated. We wrote a book together, which is currently unpublished, called "The Three Hundred Missing Poems of Han Shan". She has recently started a blog, and I will pass on the url when she is able to get some content published there. I just got her a laptop so she can work more comfortably from her recliner, since sitting at a desk is not possible for more than a few minutes these days.

Remarkable experiences and events have continued to occur, too numerous to document. Not long ago, for example, she was standing on a table, trying to put a cover over a tall birdcage we had temporarily placed there while preparing a room for our parakeets, when she lost her footing. As she fell, she was caught in mid-air, turned right-side up, and gently lifted down to the ground in slow-motion. The same thing happened a bit earlier in our garden, where again she had taken a head-long fall, but was caught in mid-air and gently placed on the ground in slow-motion. We mostly find ourselves just shaking our heads and smiling to each other about this sort of stuff. There are many things I cannot write about even here -- there just are no suitable words, and anyway they are between her and me, as they were meant to be, but I did want to share something of what our life has been like, and how we just go deeper and deeper together, with no pause or retreat.

Although she has suffered more than any other human I've even known, she is now the happiest person I've ever been privileged to meet. Her pain and suffering have translated into a genuine capacity for compassion, and to my mind, that has been its main purpose. Moreover, the innocent child-like joy she takes in even the most common things in life never ceases to delight me. Yes, she continues to suffer mightily from the deteriorating disease, sometimes moaning out in agony, and yet at the same time she will share that she has never been happier, because she knows that she is nothing but love, pure unconditional love, and that is where her true identity remains, even in the midst of unspeakable physical distress, and her free bliss permeates our life, and those whom she touches remember that touch always.

[another bob]

As the brilliant morning sun streamed through the windows, I was engulfed in a mood of deep peace. Outside, a family of deer was grazing near the window, and the valley was filling with gorgeous birdsong.

Since that night, I have never been troubled by allergies to cats, although I do pay more attention to where I am going when walking in the woods.

Bob! Was that story for true?!?!

Yes indeed, my Friend! Moreover, that particular cat, whom I never named, was definitely some sort of magical being. For example, on full moon nights we would meet in the fields and dance together. He would get up on his hind legs, flip himself over in the air, and generally rock out like a little dervish!

I think he later reincarnated as our cat Mogan, who adopted us when we were living in the Cascades:

http://upload.pbase.com/1heart/mogan

[DeDukshyn]

As the brilliant morning sun streamed through the windows, I was engulfed in a mood of deep peace. Outside, a family of deer was grazing near the window, and the valley was filling with gorgeous birdsong.

Since that night, I have never been troubled by allergies to cats, although I do pay more attention to where I am going when walking in the woods.

Bob! Was that story for true?!?!

Yes indeed, my Friend! Moreover, that particular cat, whom I never named, was definitely some sort of magical being. For example, on full moon nights we would meet in the fields and dance together. He would get up on his hind legs, flip himself over in the air, and generally rock out like a little dervish!

I think he later reincarnated as our cat Mogan, who adopted us when we were living in the Cascades:

http://upload.pbase.com/1heart/mogan

That was truly a great story Bob!

I was "told" (in a way) to keep my eye out for Scooter as a Norwegian Forest Cat. not all that common around here, (and often pricey .. I prefer free or rescued), but I looked them up and that is definitely a type of cat that works for me! Hardy (good for Canadian winters), outdoorsy, and extremely sociable. Can't wait! ;)

http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E3P-Z4qQHY0/TOmbQg5oV5I/AAAAAAAAA80/Mr_QizdbsIc/s1600/Norwegian-Forest-Cat-001.jpg
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[modwiz]

Hey all wonderful villagers. I will be going on vacation for an indeterminate length of time. Keep an eye on my yurt for me, if you will.

[Mark]

I agree, Rahkyt, about those sharp witted communication efforts.
That's what love of truth does to you.
Until one day love of truth and love of unity stand side by side,
and yet another choice has to be made.
Which is it to be? I'm still learning, finding myself between those two chairs at times.
As the choice becomes more intensified, the chair analogy no longer works.
Now it's more like standing on a huge piece of ice in the middle of a vast ocean, and a crack appears between one's feet.
Slowly those two pieces of ice are moving apart, and one is forced to move onto one shoal or the other. Which is is to be?
This is where I'm at now. I will no longer insist on truth, no matter what. It only leads to arguments, which often cannot be resolved.
I'm herewith announcing that I am committing to unity. There are enough out there who are taking on liars.

Yes. You are right about that. My only personal perspective is as one whose entire life was spent training to take up the greater cause of equality within the auspices of the system. At a certain point, ABD in a PhD program with nothing left but to write 60 pages of my dissertation, I quit when I realized the kind of man I would have to become if I followed that path to its inevitable conclusion. An Academic for hire, a model, a token, beholden to corporate handouts for research that carefully conformed to the party-line. That is when I lost everything and the Dark Night of the Soul set in for a 2 year period of recapitulation, self-analysis and just plain worldliness. I believed in nothing. No God. Not even myself. I wallowed. This continued, until the legendary city of Shambhala reappeared in my consciousness.

LOL I know that sounds cliched, but we like cliches around here, i seem to recall from a conversation some days ago yàll were having.

Making that choice of which piece of ice to stand on can certainly change the path of a life.

Now, I`m coming to the understanding that we each must do what we came here to do. There is something that we possess, some ability, some knowledge, that only we can share in a very particular way for a very particular reason.

Do you know what yours is, Ulli?


So here is several million people having the same experience, and as a result I quit attributing this to my dead father.
And gradually I noticed that not all number promptings came from good spirits or ETs.
There was mischief there at times.
So this resulted in my decision to send out extra prayers, to have only the highest and most loving spirits surround me.
Go to the top, as it were. And the top is the Creator of all that is. And then ask Him for protection from the best of the best.
And gradually the synchronicities led me back to Baha'u'llah. At the same time I have had Astrid clear some residue stuff for me. Both methods have sent confirmations, as if it's all related.
And I must say, my anxiety level has been reduced, remarkably so. One must consciously choose which spirits, ETs, EDs, one wants to send devotion to.
And devotion is the price you pay in return for protection and guidance.
Not a bad feeling or state of mind to walk around with, if you ask me.

Excellent advice. Energy work from real practitioners can change a life. Not a bad state of mind at all!


Yes indeed, my Friend! Moreover, that particular cat, whom I never named, was definitely some sort of magical being. For example, on full moon nights we would meet in the fields and dance together. He would get up on his hind legs, flip himself over in the air, and generally rock out like a little dervish!

I think he later reincarnated as our cat Mogan, who adopted us when we were living in the Cascades:

What beautiful pics! Wow, it certainly was! I generally think cats are magical anyway, as are praying mantises and duck-billed platypuses. Of course!

Or should that be platypi!

http://projectavalon.net/forum4/attachment.php?attachmentid=17172&d=1341091011

http://projectavalon.net/forum4/attachment.php?attachmentid=17171&d=1341090859

EDITED: Take care, MODWIZ!

um, what do Yurts eat!

[Sierra]

Then I becomes clear that they did the right thing.

Yup. I grew up with benign neglect as well, great for fostering freedom and creativity ...

LOL Well you know we only had 3 channels of television back then, not 50 hundred thousand like kids do today. We were allowed to watch television on saturday mornings when cartoons came on and after school for about an hour and that's it. The rest of the time we had to be outside, playing. The only time we could come in was to eat or when my dad would whistle for us when the streetlights came on. Boy we would range far, and have all kinds of adventures. I couldn't imagine letting my kids be as free as we were back then these days. At least, not in any of the environments I've lived in since I've had kids.

I remember that time and space as almost magical in nature. Living in Northern California in Hippy country, I even had a brown leather vest with fringes. I made a list about my California Dreamin' (http://rahkyt.wordpress.com/2011/09/03/california-dreamin-media-programming-and-mind-opening-modalities/) and those movies that I saw back then a while back, just in pure wonderment at the quality and how these movies were so prescient in forecasting ideas that would become so important 30, 40 years later.


Exactly! I grew up in San Francisco in the 50s. Play till five outside on weekdays, take classes as well, some willingly, some not, Saturdays was 8-12 noon, clean house, 1-5 PM my time as long as I reported where I was going (Golden Gate Park, ice skating on 48th, Chinatown, Japan Town, North Beach, swimming at Larson Pool, Libraries around town, Cliff House, hiking around the fallen Sutro Baths, museums, De Young, Palace of the Legion of Honor, beaches around town usually as a gaggle of siblings and cousins, who lived around the corner (except the libraries, did the libraries on my own). Street cars are an extreme blessing to kids in search of adventure.

I certainly would not allow any children in my charge similar freedom to what we enjoyed. The world is a darker place for children now.

Here is to moving faster and faster, cycle and clear ...

We saw Grey Fox this morning, with our coffee on the deck.

David and I fell and crashed. Extremely old unfinished and uncleared issue. That must be Pluto. I started to say that is not true, here is an example of unilateral no negotiation allowed behavior, and flipout ensued, threats of suicide and divorce. I was simply sick of never being acknowledged on the issue, and I got enough out, that we are now both clear both of us have been aware of this unfinished business all along. It will be talked about now, eventually, hopefully without such heavy drama.

I ask the Village for clear intent for clearing, healing, clarity, humility, awareness of other, support from our guides and HSelves, protection from interference or confusion, when we get aroundtoit. Thank you village.

Here is what I thought in relationship to energy. When words like divorce and suicide are thrown around, they have impact. Last time, it was I lacked compassion. So, the next day, I ask do you really think I lack compassion? A grudging shrug, and lowered voice no. I've started to realize, honesty is important in terms of energy theft. If I do not hear the words taken back the next day, then an inner dialogue of questioning starts up. Because I just can't believe someone is really flipping out like this, over an event that occurred in a shared relationship. That it must not be spoken of, and has not been spoken of in ... seven years. Because every time I began to approach the subject, extreme emotional response would occur. This becomes draining. So, I've incorporated a clean up routine in my toolbox. If he has said what to me are hostile and negative statements, I will confirm the next day whether they were meant or not. I refuse to carry that behavior, that silence, anymore.

And I want to get closure on this old issue, I want a change in how we handle issues, being told to shut up just will not work anymore, but man it was rough going for it. Scary. Risky. Seems a perfect example of WHY I would rather just let issues go, though it doesn't go, and energy is still working under the surface and probably misdirected and therefore behavior that is pretty impossible to decipher, since it has nothing to do with what is going on in front of your face.

God, this is hard work.

Hmm, I've been thinking about energy for awhile. Today's event precipitated further thought. I've been thinking about the intensity of feeling with online relationships and how can that be, since we communicate only in symbols. Then I thought, well we communicate in symbols in person, only the symbols are noises so what is the difference, and why is it the same anyway? It is energy, it is the same energy. Energy is not bound by time and space, we *are* connected. On some level, I know and experience the gentleness of Marianne, ViralSpiral's love for life, the snap and crackle of Ulli, Rahkyt's curiosity, a sardonic wizard devoted to honesty, (a raptor is soaring) Eaglespirit always lifting me up... and me picking up fearless otherkind, after awhile, you gotta ask yourself, okaaay, is this real? Then I tell myself, yer nuts.

But my nutsies persist.

I *really* don't want to post this (my reptile brain is droning "deletedeletedeletedelete"), but in honor of fellow members bravery in the face of terror, lol, I will.

Sierra

[Sierra]

Yes indeed, my Friend! Moreover, that particular cat, whom I never named, was definitely some sort of magical being. For example, on full moon nights we would meet in the fields and dance together. He would get up on his hind legs, flip himself over in the air, and generally rock out like a little dervish!

I think he later reincarnated as our cat Mogan, who adopted us when we were living in the Cascades:

http://upload.pbase.com/1heart/mogan

McKnao says I will know he is back when we meet because he will raise his right paw to me. Sometimes I *love* reincarnation.

Here is McKnao at 18/19 years, the last of his previous life.

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[DeDukshyn]

Hey all wonderful villagers. I will be going on vacation for an indeterminate length of time. Keep an eye on my yurt for me, if you will.

Don't be too long! We might run out of wit without you!

[Sierra]

http://projectavalon.net/forum4/attachment.php?attachmentid=17172&d=1341091011




What a royal beast! He looks very Egyptian.

[Mark]

LOL Well you know we only had 3 channels of television back then, not 50 hundred thousand like kids do today. We were allowed to watch television on saturday mornings when cartoons came on and after school for about an hour and that's it. The rest of the time we had to be outside, playing. The only time we could come in was to eat or when my dad would whistle for us when the streetlights came on. Boy we would range far, and have all kinds of adventures. I couldn't imagine letting my kids be as free as we were back then these days. At least, not in any of the environments I've lived in since I've had kids.

Exactly! I grew up in San Francisco in the 50s. Play till five outside on weekdays, take classes as well, some willingly, some not, Saturdays was 8-12 noon, clean house, 1-5 PM my time as long as I reported where I was going (Golden Gate Park, ice skating on 48th, Chinatown, Japan Town, North Beach, swimming at Larson Pool, Libraries around town, Cliff House, hiking around the fallen Sutro Baths, museums, De Young, Palace of the Legion of Honor, beaches around town usually as a gaggle of siblings and cousins, who lived around the corner (except the libraries, did the libraries on my own). Street cars are an extreme blessing to kids in search of adventure.

I certainly would not allow any children in my charge similar freedom to what we enjoyed. The world is a darker place for children now.

Here is to moving faster and faster, cycle and clear ...

Indeed! But they know why they are here, even tho the glimmer and glitz of the world distracts and beckons ever, these children are precocious in a way beyond us at a similar age ...



I ask the Village for clear intent for clearing, healing, clarity, humility, awareness of other, support from our guides and HSelves, protection from interference or confusion, when we get aroundtoit. Thank you village.

Ashe` ...



I've started to realize, honesty is important in terms of energy theft. If I do not hear the words taken back the next day, then an inner dialogue of questioning starts up. Because I just can't believe someone is really flipping out like this, over an event that occurred in a shared relationship. That it must not be spoken of, and has not been spoken of in ... seven years. Because every time I began to approach the subject, extreme emotional response would occur. This becomes draining. So, I've incorporated a clean up routine in my toolbox. If he has said what to me are hostile and negative statements, I will confirm the next day whether they were meant or not. I refuse to carry that behavior, that silence, anymore.

And I want to get closure on this old issue, I want a change in how we handle issues, being told to shut up just will not work anymore, but man it was rough going for it. Scary. Risky. Seems a perfect example of WHY I would rather just let issues go, though it doesn't go, and energy is still working under the surface and probably misdirected and therefore behavior that is pretty impossible to decipher, since it has nothing to do with what is going on in front of your face.

God, this is hard work.

Indeed it is. Necessary work for us all. I was married to a `petty tyrant`for a decade. I did not mention above, but my leaving Academia and going thru the Dark Night coincided with the end of my marriage as well and the `loss`of 3 of my children ... The energy exchange of those situations can be unbelievably intense and the reverberations can linger for the span of the relationship, if we let them, leading to even further compromises and karmic debts as things continue to evolve in the direction WE CHOOSE ...


I've been thinking about the intensity of feeling with online relationships and how can that be, since we communicate only in symbols. Then I thought, well we communicate in symbols in person, only the symbols are noises so what is the difference, and why is it the same anyway? It is energy, it is the same energy. Energy is not bound by time and space, we *are* connected. On some level, I know and experience the gentleness of Marianne, ViralSpiral's love for life, the snap and crackle of Ulli, Rahkyt's curiosity, a sardonic wizard devoted to honesty, (a raptor is soaring) Eaglespirit always lifting me up... and me picking up fearless otherkind, after awhile, you gotta ask yourself, okaaay, is this real? ^

ANOTHER great storyteller. Your accurate depictions of personality here always bring a smile to my face. The context determines the way we define the energy, doesn`t it ... you know what they say, a thin line between love and hate ...





http://projectavalon.net/forum4/attachment.php?attachmentid=17172&d=1341091011




What a royal beast! He looks very Egyptian.

YES! Where ever this beast is, she is Queen! LOL

[Sierra]

<snip>
It began for her when she was 2 years old, just as it did for me, but her experience was quite different than mine had been. One morning she was sitting out in the open field behind her house, when a voice from all directions - the earth, the sky, the hills, everywhere -- spoke to her with these words: "I Am". The words carried with them a component of unconditional love and assurance, and she was filled with an indescribable ecstasy.

When she was 4 years old, and Easter came around, her mother had just dressed her up especially for that Holiday. She was even given a little purse to carry, empty but pretty. That glorious morning, she wandered out into the fields behind her house, fields alive with bee balm and wildflowers and the buzz of spring bees. At a certain point, the light became incredibly bright, the sounds of the bees grew louder, and as she looked up, a Being of Light stood suddenly before her. It was garbed in a robe, shining bright white, with a hood, and emanated the most intense vibration of unconditional love. They stood there communing for some time, and then the Being vanished, but only after reminding her, "I am always with you". Then the light and sounds returned to normal. Mazie recognized this Being as the same one who had appeared to her two years prior in invisible form, proclaiming from all directions, "I Am"
<snip>
It began manifesting physically. For example, whatever tree or plant she touched began to blossom. I've attempted to document some of that on my photo website: http://www.pbase.com/1heart

Then I noticed birds and animals from all over would come right up to be near her. <snip>

We began to document this time through poetry, since it seemed the only written language that was apropos for sharing with our friends. Much of what I wrote is posted on my blog: http://feelingtoinfinity.wordpress.com/...<Snip>

Remarkable experiences and events have continued to occur, too numerous to document. Not long ago, for example, she was standing on a table, trying to put a cover over a tall birdcage we had temporarily placed there while preparing a room for our parakeets, when she lost her footing. As she fell, she was caught in mid-air, turned right-side up, and gently lifted down to the ground in slow-motion. The same thing happened a bit earlier in our garden, where again she had taken a head-long fall, but was caught in mid-air and gently placed on the ground in slow-motion. We mostly find ourselves just shaking our heads and smiling to each other about this sort of stuff.
<snip>
Her pain and suffering have translated into a genuine capacity for compassion, and to my mind, that has been its main purpose. Moreover, the innocent child-like joy she takes in even the most common things in life never ceases to delight me. Yes, she continues to suffer mightily from the deteriorating disease <snip> and those whom she touches remember that touch always.

I have no trouble believing what you say. I've seen the above in someone near and dear to me. She works with the dark side, and I described her somewhat in that poem. Those events occurred, and many more.

Mazie and Bob, thank you for being here.

Love, Sierra

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Have a good one Modwiz! And take pictures!

[eaglespirit]

We are on the verge of a 'correction' which has never seen the light before now.

Each of You... Here and Now...are a higher integral part of this new blossoming and are active in its nurturing in each and every thing You do now...

Yaaaaa, me too : )

[Sierra]

She's always had what I call TV siddhis. Since she's chair-bound a lot, she has the tv on. Almost always now, we'll be talking about something, no matter how obscure, and immediately the tv will present something that directly echoes the converstion. Lately, we'll say something, and the tv character or commercial or announcer will repeat the same word or phrase, and almost simultaneously, with a split-second delay. It cracks us up, but who would believe us, so we don't talk much about, but agree that there's a big Comedian lurking behind the scenes, amusing themselves to no end! LOL!

She mergeth into the ether, and becometh one with what is there lol.

[benevolentcrow]

Prepping... I want my shelves to look like this!

[benevolentcrow]

Hey all wonderful villagers. I will be going on vacation for an indeterminate length of time. Keep an eye on my yurt for me, if you will.

Will miss your oh so charming face! Have a wonderful time!

[DeDukshyn]

Prepping... I want my shelves to look like this!

Looks like my mom's cellar but she's German Mennonite -- it always looks like that! ;) ... but maybe with some pickled peas and beet jelly ;)

[benevolentcrow]

Prepping... I want my shelves to look like this!

Looks like my mom's cellar but she's German Mennonite -- it always looks like that! ;) ... but maybe with some pickled peas and beet jelly ;)

No thank you on the pickled peas and beet jelly, or pickled pigs feet for that matter (Ewwwww) maybe some golden plum preserves!

[another bob]

Exactly! I grew up in San Francisco in the 50s. Play till five outside on weekdays, take classes as well, some willingly, some not, Saturdays was 8-12 noon, clean house, 1-5 PM my time as long as I reported where I was going (Golden Gate Park, ice skating on 48th, Chinatown, Japan Town, North Beach, swimming at Larsen Pool, Libraries around town, Cliff House, hiking around the fallen Sutro Baths, museums, De Young, Palace of the Legion of Honor, beaches around town usually as a gaggle of siblings and cousins, who lived around the corner (except the libraries, did the libraries on my own). Street cars are an extreme blessing to kids in search of adventure.

We went to Larsen a few times when we visited the Sunset District, but mostly used Rossi Pool, on Arguello. We rode the 5 McCallister bus down Fulton to get there, from where we lived on 40th Ave., between Fulton and Cabrillo, in the Richmond District.
Also, there were about 300 kids on our block, being an Irish-Catholic neighborhood where the average family was 8-12 children, and so we split into two teams at night and played Capture the Flag till dark.

Otherwise, DEJA VU, my Friend!

I don't expect to see that dynamic anytime soon, unless the grid goes down and texting/TV/Game Boys etc. become a vague memory, and kids have to actually play together again face to face.

Blessings!

[DeDukshyn]

Prepping... I want my shelves to look like this!

Looks like my mom's cellar but she's German Mennonite -- it always looks like that! ;) ... but maybe with some pickled peas and beet jelly ;)

No thank you on the pickled peas and beet jelly, or pickled pigs feet for that matter (Ewwwww) maybe some golden plum preserves!

Ahhh! so you've never had beet jelly? ;)

[eaglespirit]

Exactly! I grew up in San Francisco in the 50s. Play till five outside on weekdays, take classes as well, some willingly, some not, Saturdays was 8-12 noon, clean house, 1-5 PM my time as long as I reported where I was going (Golden Gate Park, ice skating on 48th, Chinatown, Japan Town, North Beach, swimming at Larson Pool, Libraries around town, Cliff House, hiking around the fallen Sutro Baths, museums, De Young, Palace of the Legion of Honor, beaches around town usually as a gaggle of siblings and cousins, who lived around the corner (except the libraries, did the libraries on my own). Street cars are an extreme blessing to kids in search of adventure.

We went to Larsen a few times when we visited the Sunset District, but mostly used Rossi Pool, on Arguello. We rode the 5 McCallister bus down Fulton to get there, from where we lived on 40th Ave., between Fulton and Cabrillo, in the Richmond District.
Also, there were about 300 kids on our block, being an Irish-Catholic neighborhood where the average family was 8-12 children, and so we split into two teams at night and played Capture the Flag till dark.

Otherwise, DEJA VU, my Friend!

I don't expect to see that dynamic anytime soon, unless the grid goes down and texting/TV/Game Boys etc. become a vague memory, and kids have to actually play together again face to face.

Blessings!

Ditto, ditto... in Webster, MA where I grew up!!!

...and our children and their children have experienced a taste of this, fortunately to some degree...where and how they were raised it was still a bit possible : )

[Marianne]

Prepping... I want my shelves to look like this!

Looks like my mom's cellar but she's German Mennonite -- it always looks like that! ;) ... but maybe with some pickled peas and beet jelly ;)

My mom's shelves looked like that too, and she's a southern baptist. Maybe it's a mom thing. Well, for my mom it was a result of the Depression, when she was a young child in the 1930's. Having plenty of food stored away helps her feel secure. Today, in her 80's, she's still that way. If the grid goes down, we'll have to invite the whole mountain over to help us eat the food in her 3 (three!) freezers and 3 (three!) refrigerators.

She's the reason I like cooking. She didn't always have a lot of patience, lots to do with six kids and a truck farm to manage, but she was so patient when she taught me how to cook. Speaking of which, here's what's on for tomorrow's Sunday dinner at her house. She's baking chicken and green beans from the garden, I'm bringing eggplant provencal, and cornbread salad.
Eggplant Provencal veggies:
http://projectavalon.net/forum4/attachment.php?attachmentid=17177&d=1341096866

Here's baked mac and cheese for tonight's supper, made with the last of the sharp Vermont cheddar from our trip north. Rat trap cheese, they call it. :)
http://projectavalon.net/forum4/attachment.php?attachmentid=17180&thumb=1&d=1341097420

The thread is going so fast, I haven't read the past few pages yet ... love to all who posted, I'll catch up soon.

Love,
JB

PS: Happy trails, Modwiz! <3

PPS: D, I want recipes for pickled peas and beet jelly!! Any chance of that?

[Marianne]

...and Marianne...did not want You to think I overlooked Your Wampanoag question...yes they did live in a sort of a longhouse, not tipis : )

mat-covered wetu, the Wampanoag word for house, and a bark-covered long house or nush wetu, meaning a house with three fire pits inside.

http://ed101.bu.edu/StudentDoc/current/ED101fa10/anasser/Images/Wamponoag_Longhouse.jpg

Thanks ES, for the great wetu pic ... three fire pits? How come they had three? Is it a multi-family unit with each having their own cooking pit. Or maybe it just took three fires to keep it warm? It gets cold up north, as I recall. ;)

I remember seeing a documentary of native tribes, and the custom of one tribe was to cook their daily food in the morning, and folks just came and got food as they wanted it throughout the day. I love the simplicity of that idea. Although you'd lose the community feeling of eating together ... maybe they planned that too, for one meal a day or something.

:)

[DeDukshyn]

That Mac and Cheese looks delectable Marianne .. can I come? ;)

Addition for
Marianne ...

Here, ya go ;) They're not my mom's recipes (therefor inferior .. haha) but looks pretty close!

Beet Jelly: http://www.food.com/recipe/beet-jelly-10723

Pickled peas: http://www.food.com/recipe/pickled-sugar-snap-peas-419536

And a soup called Zumma borscht, if you can find a recipe is worth a try .. one of my faves! (no recipe found off hand - but there are some out there of different variations.)

[Marianne]

That Mac and Cheese looks delectable Marianne .. can I come? ;)

Absolutely! I'll set a plate for you. :)

[DeDukshyn]

That Mac and Cheese looks delectable Marianne .. can I come? ;)

Absolutely! I'll set a plate for you. :)

Recipes added above to my last post ;) enjoy!

[DeDukshyn]

I was just browsing Bill's new thread and a synchronicity appeared to me between what Bill is claiming of the "Elite" preparing to leave the earth - likely to fend for ourselves when the sun starts its thing ... and a tiny part of Ken Carey's article I linked ... (although Bill and Ken are probably opposites in a lot of ways .. lol)

Ken Carey said:
Back in the present year of 2012, I realized that if disruption by solar flare were to be the mechanism by which the general populace was distracted (while the few families controlling 95% of the world's wealth were to be quietly removed) this method would leave us without wireless transmissions.
From here: (honoring the copy protection) http://www.2011-2012kencareystarseed.com/#axzz1zKRWqB7t
I posted the link here: http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?30405-Here-and-Now...What-s-Happening&p=513500&viewfull=1#post513500

Bill said:
I genuinely don't yet know exactly what to make of this, but I'm compiling and carefully evaluating some evidence that seems to suggest that the global controllers may be preparing to leave the planet. Not as in exiling themselves, but as in leaving a ship that they believe will sink with no reasonable hope of salvage.
Here:http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?46887-From-Bill-Ryan-the-Ultimate-Hypothesis

I don't want to discuss this on this thread, but I thought the synchronicity was interesting enough to post here for those who want to check it out.

I'm of the firm belief that whatever happens - it was meant to be, and all is well!

As you were! ;)

[another bob]

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[DeDukshyn]

Just watched 2.5 hours of Russel Peters standup comedy .. still wiping tears of laughter. Bless that man!
Bringing humanity together in laughter via their differences! I see him as a sort of saint, in a way ..check him out if you haven't and aren't afraid of "differential humour" as I call it ;)

[Lisab]

Am putting in extra hours of overtime this week, but wanted to pop in and say hi to Villagers old and new. I'm really enjoying the vibe here. Thankyou all.
Sierra come here.....big, squeezy hug.
Gonna miss you Mod.
Can see Nora. Are you back
Love you all.

[Carmody]

is it really that bad?
corson

A matter of perception, it is. Some see it that way, that there is "no way out of here, that they are in here for good". (lyric from the Gilmour Song)

There's no way out of here, when you come in you're in for good
There was no promise made, the part you've played, the chance you took
There are no boundaries set, the time and yet you waste it still

So it slips through your hands like grains of sand, you watch it go
There's no time to be lost, you'll pay the cost so get it right
There's no way out of here, when you come in you're in for good

And never was there an answer, there an answer
Not without listening, without seeing


Physicality tends to bleed that impression in, the constant worldly pressure of looking out. To begin looking in is to begin finding the door. That realization is more a evolutionary path than energy put into a given search. The potential for mistaking desire and pressures for reason, direction, order and/or flow, and so on.

Everyone has an answer, one that they forged before they came in. Individual servings, and all that. No universal answer, but universal search. Colours of the rainbow, one might say. One can see things as having cost, with desire leading those thoughts. Gilmour's individual quest is shared, so that his individual path can stand as an example to the individual that is on their own quest and path.

[gripreaper]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AMnpFMG4-Xw&feature=related

[Carmody]

She's always had what I call TV siddhis. Since she's chair-bound a lot, she has the tv on. Almost always now, we'll be talking about something, no matter how obscure, and immediately the tv will present something that directly echoes the converstion. Lately, we'll say something, and the tv character or commercial or announcer will repeat the same word or phrase, and almost simultaneously, with a split-second delay. It cracks us up, but who would believe us, so we don't talk much about, but agree that there's a big Comedian lurking behind the scenes, amusing themselves to no end! LOL!

She mergeth into the ether, and becometh one with what is there lol.

When I was 'peaking' in the early 2000's, this sort of thing was my daily fare, for a few years.

[ulli]

She's always had what I call TV siddhis. Since she's chair-bound a lot, she has the tv on. Almost always now, we'll be talking about something, no matter how obscure, and immediately the tv will present something that directly echoes the converstion. Lately, we'll say something, and the tv character or commercial or announcer will repeat the same word or phrase, and almost simultaneously, with a split-second delay. It cracks us up, but who would believe us, so we don't talk much about, but agree that there's a big Comedian lurking behind the scenes, amusing themselves to no end! LOL!

She mergeth into the ether, and becometh one with what is there lol.

When I was 'peaking' in the early 2000's, this sort of thing was my daily fare, for a few years.

Wondering what it was about the turn of the millennium...it does seem like there was this massive infusion
at that time and despite the fact that 9/11 had exposed the sinister side of earthly leadership something else entirely was running parallel...I thought it was just me. Me and my ET contact. The movie Contact, the Wingmakers, mum's passing, discovering that God still loved me despite the fact that I had "left my religion"... The mystical millennium of manifestations....

[ulli]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AMnpFMG4-Xw&feature=related

This post shows up as a plain white blank on my iPad...I assume it is a YouTube video.

[eaglespirit]

Good Morning All : )

Thank You AnotherBob for the music this morn!

Lyrics from Ummagumma...
Set the Controls for the Heart of the Sun (Waters) 9:26

Little by little the night turns around.
Counting the leaves which tremble at dawn.
Lotuses lean on each other in yearning.
Under the eaves the swallow is resting.
Set the controls for the heart of the sun.

Over the mountain watching the watcher.
Breaking the darkness
Waking the grapevine.
One inch of love is one inch of shadow
Love is the shadow that ripens the wine.
Set the controls for the heart of the sun.
The heart of the sun, the heart of the sun.

Witness the man who raves at the wall
Making the shape of his questions to Heaven.
Whether the sun will fall in the evening
Will he remember the lesson of giving?
Set the controls for the heart of the sun.
The heart of the sun, the heart of the sun.

http://www.pink-floyd-lyrics.com/html/ummagumma.html

[Jenci]

But that's ok because all is well.

Everybody is doing exactly what they are supposed to be doing, like you!


Oh yes but it took me a long time to realise this.

LOL Back in the mid-90s I was involved in the infamous Flame Wars (http://www.amazon.ca/Flame-Wars-The-Discourse-Cyberculture/dp/0822315408) from the viewpoints of a budding Academic and the Afrocentric alternative perspective. Boy we would fight and argue. Spend hours crafting posts, researching, linking articles, quoting laboriously, firing salvos of sarcasm, deadpan irony and self-righteous ire across the bows of the indoctrinated and industrialized minds. I quit that in the mid 00s and took about 7 years off only to return and find the same things happening in more and more venues across the Net as the Awakening has deepened.

I expect it's an initiation of sorts. Everybody who comes into knowledge has to go thru that experience for a bit, maybe? Then the futility of it all becomes apparent and the realization that it is all vanity all but unavoidable.

We do what we want until we don't anymore.

Then it's time to move on ...



I can relate to what you are saying. I've been guilty of trying to get a point across, trying to wake people up, trying to stop people falling for lies.....in the end I have realised that everyone is doing what they need to be doing.

When I hear it said that the alternative media community has not made a difference, well it may not have changed the world but I see the transformation of individuals on these forums all the time.

After all, that is what we are here for :)
Jeanette

[Jenci]

Although she has suffered more than any other human I've even known, she is now the happiest person I've ever been privileged to meet. Her pain and suffering have translated into a genuine capacity for compassion, and to my mind, that has been its main purpose. Moreover, the innocent child-like joy she takes in even the most common things in life never ceases to delight me. Yes, she continues to suffer mightily from the deteriorating disease, sometimes moaning out in agony, and yet at the same time she will share that she has never been happier, because she knows that she is nothing but love, pure unconditional love, and that is where her true identity remains, even in the midst of unspeakable physical distress, and her free bliss permeates our life, and those whom she touches remember that touch always.


Thank you Bob and that is a truly inspirational story of Mazie's. It's absolutely indicitive of what the term 'end of suffering' means to describe awakening.

Beautiful :)

Jeanette

[ulli]

Had a very busy day yesterday and could hardly keep up with all the great posts, let alone chip in. What stood out the most, apart from having so many new neighbors settling into the Village, was another bob's sharing of Mazie's story.
The pressures the physical body can endure are just unbelievable. Your Mazie is truly A-Mazieing...( names like numbers have meaning, not kidding.)
Very sorry that Modwiz is leaving, let's hope it is only for a short while. If you are traveling I wish you a great and wondrous trip.
Now going to listen to the music and hopefully wash away the thoughts that arose from reading Bill's new thread. One of them can remain, however, and that was that the info given there somehow gives an entirely new meaning to the saying "the meek shall inherit the earth".

[RunningDeer]

Good morning, Here and Now Family,

This is a 10 minute vid. If you don't have time to watch the whole thing, then jump to the last 2 minutes as a way to understand metaphorically on how our bodies are changing into crystalline DNA, and/or awakening strands of our 12 strands of DNA. Thus allowing for what was once thought of gifts of the spirit such as: clairsentience, touch/feel; clairaudience, inner hearing/listening; claircongnizance, inner knowing. These are our innate abilities that only need to be awakened.

As the veil lifts, we discover that we have more aspects to ourselves, where it will be seen as ordinary part of our natural systems. This can also apply to how the few assist with the many awakening themselves. For further information, the "Kryon" material, by Lee Carroll, is a good source.

Vid provided by rediotus from the “The Cry of Gaia (http://projectavalon.net/forum4/showthread.php?23176-The-Cry-of-Gaia/page10)” thread.


"The Human Butterfly (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a99gY1yeO6I&feature=player_embedded#!)"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a99gY1yeO6I&feature=player_embedded#!

[Samsara]

I love Sunday mornings. There seems to be a quiet, peaceful energy to them. Maybe it's because most of the city is sleeping in or sipping coffee quietly in the early morning. I even have Sunday morning music. Thanks to Bob, I've had a nice variety this morning. When my daugther was a teenager, she used to dread my Sunday morning music... LOL. It varies, but it can sometime be gregorian chants, Stabat Mater, Miserere, Hildegarde von Bingen, etc. I attribute this to many former lives of contemplation. Yes, contemplation... this is what Sunday mornings bring. Oddly, many mornings seem like Sunday mornings when you come to think of it.

I'll spare you the Stabat Mater, although I know some of you would enjoy. I give you Jessy Cook instead

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@ Modwiz: I will miss You. Thank you for letting us know that you were going away for a while. May your vacation bring you Peace.

@ Rahkyt: It just dawned on me now... I got an answer to a question from watching Celestine Prophecy. It has to do with St. Francis, whom I call my little brother.

[ulli]

On waking up another thought came to me about the real purpose of our desires, goals, aspirations...

I accept that not having them is necessary to enter the stillness during meditation.

But trying to do away with them altogether is not good for the human spirit, in my view.

For a plant to grow it has to reach and stretch, desiring the light.

If we have no earthly desires we will miss our real calling and might just as well die now.

By defining each morning what our desires and wishes are, and preferably in the context of one's life as a whole journey,

will then start the engines and infuse energy and enthusiasm into one's body.

Otherwise one's actions remain duty driven, and one ends up doing things out of a

sense of obligation, and therefore one is more susceptible to being stirred by outside forces.


As I was thinking this, the example of Tibet's take-over by China came to mind.

Would this have been possible if Tibet had not been quite so exclusively spiritual?

Trust in God, but tie your camels.

[Carmody]

I'm still on 'holiday', or on a family visit, checking in every now and then. Of course, that is when a new bit shows up, whatever that bit may be.

Concerning all that, one of Joseph Farrell's latest books, was my book of choice to take with me on this bit of travel.

It is his 'conclusion' book, based on all the prior books that have any data on a ...'breakaway civilization'.

http://gizadeathstar.com/2011/09/new-book-saucers-swastikas-and-psyops/

(I was also, last night, graced with the nickname 'Sheldon', by a family member. I had to be told what the relational context was. Some show called 'big bang theory')

Returning perhaps, to the theme of my given nickname,and the topic of this new Thread and this post....I'll say once again..that incarnated humans are fully capable of any and all of this so called technology that is bandied about.

NO ALIENS REQUIRED.

However, spiritual advancement has not kept pace, in some eyes.

One point is that the technology is not in our daily lives. Perhaps it might be, if people grew to the point that they might be able to handle it.

In the middle of that, there might emerge, a line of demarcation..regarding who might be handling such or what, at any given level as combined factor of spiritual or dimensional knowledge connection and any given technology that might be able to alter 3D reality structure and 3D dimensional boundaries and connections.

So yes, love love love! everyone together. However, the physical portion keeps trying to express itself differently.

IMO, both are true... there is a blending that is not clear, in these physical moments of, shall we say....auto-hypnotic blocking from the co-joining of the greater self to the physical body.

The basis of this classic mistake of not being clear on what is what, hides itself, in innocence, within the autonomous aspects of one's bodily controls and interface mechanisms.

Basically the part of you that recognizes these words and move the hands about the desk, keyboard ,and chair, breathing, eye motion, etc. All that autonomous function operates, but some let the veil of that layer be greater than it need be, and do not peer inward.

The only solve for that, which I have found that worked for this one, is to be on constant awareness of such, 24-7...as a starting point. To realize that one is on or in a bicycle and are pedaling hard, in an autonomous functionality.

If only looking outward, then it becomes that much more difficult to unravel the aspect that 'no aliens are required' for this so called higher technology which is appearing on the threshold of this earth - as some sort of 'threat' to the overall population.

[Marianne]

(I was also, last night, graced with the nickname 'Sheldon', by a family member. I had to be told what the relational context was. Some show called 'big bang theory')

Carmody, this is too funny. I first saw Sheldon on big bang theory a few weeks ago, after someone referenced him in conversation. My 'huh?' look made them roll their eyes so I had to go see what they were talking about.

[RunningDeer]

"World Liberation Movement"

This vid may not work for some. You may already be in the timeline that sees only Love, and not want to visualize what was. In which case, I’m sure you’ve got your special brand of Love vibes out to Mother Earth and her Children.

Thank you for the vid and suggestion, Avocadess.

It's Sunday -- a day to JOIN TOGETHER IN INTENT for World Liberation out of the shackles of the cruel and criminal secret government(s) worldwide and work to heal ourselves and the Planet. Here is a great video to go with our Sunday meditations which we shall continue to do EVERY SUNDAY until all of humanity is FREED...


http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&;v=FjXIstvQeKoc


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FjXIstvQeKo

[Sierra]

Today i took my dogs over to my new place for the first time,
They were SOOOOOO HAPPY, my new back yard was like
a trip to the park for them.

Louis was just beside himself with glee.

Oh that is SO awesome Astrid! I am just delighted for Louis!

[PurpleLama]

Hey, Carmody, don't forget to share your interpretation of puddles and paper airplanes.

[benevolentcrow]

If Bill Ryan's latest post is true, a sad day for people of this planet. Prayers and positive thoughts must go out into the universe for help. I do not even know how to put into words what this would mean.

[another bob]

Midnite in Paradise:


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[another bob]

I love Sunday mornings. There seems to be a quiet, peaceful energy to them. Maybe it's because most of the city is sleeping in or sipping coffee quietly in the early morning. I even have Sunday morning music. Thanks to Bob, I've had a nice variety this morning. When my daugther was a teenager, she used to dread my Sunday morning music... LOL. It varies, but it can sometime be gregorian chants, Stabat Mater, Miserere, Hildegarde von Bingen, etc. I attribute this to many former lives of contemplation. Yes, contemplation... this is what Sunday mornings bring. Oddly, many mornings seem like Sunday mornings when you come to think of it.


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[benevolentcrow]

Love and many blessing to all of the Villagers today!

[another bob]

If Bill Ryan's latest post is true, a sad day for people of this planet. Prayers and positive thoughts must go out into the universe for help. I do not even know how to put into words what this would mean.

I posted this yesterday on another thread, but adding it here:


One way I've come to see it is, we enjoy virtual reality games because we get to test ourselves with all sorts of challenges and new experiences. Although it is all illusion, we still get to see what we're made of while acting out fantasy roles, and have fun with our friends to boot. Sometimes we play the good guy, sometimes the bad, sometimes the rich one, sometimes the poor. We can be the lover, the beloved, the betrayed, the exalted, the well-fed, the starving, the soldier, the victor, the loser, the seeker, the enlightened, the zealot, the monster, the savior, the fearful, the confident, the abuser, the abused, the peace maker, the war maker, the shoe maker, the bet maker, and any number of infinite possibilites, just for fun of finding out what we're like under any particular circumstances. Moreover, we have all the time in eternity to play out these various games, examining every role from a 360 degree vantage point. As we gather information about ourselves from this play, we bring it back to our own soul group to enrich the evolution of that family, and as the family grows in experience, that larger group of which the family is but a single cell also evolves. It's a perfect set-up, and there is no end to it.

[benevolentcrow]

If Bill Ryan's latest post is true, a sad day for people of this planet. Prayers and positive thoughts must go out into the universe for help. I do not even know how to put into words what this would mean.

I posted this yesterday on another thread, but adding it here:


One way I've come to see it is, we enjoy virtual reality games because we get to test ourselves with all sorts of challenges and new experiences. Although it is all illusion, we still get to see what we're made of while acting out fantasy roles, and have fun with our friends to boot. Sometimes we play the good guy, sometimes the bad, sometimes the rich one, sometimes the poor. We can be the lover, the beloved, the betrayed, the exalted, the well-fed, the starving, the soldier, the victor, the loser, the seeker, the enlightened, the zealot, the monster, the savior, the fearful, the confident, the abuser, the abused, the peace maker, the war maker, the shoe maker, the bet maker, and any number of infinite possibilites, just for fun of finding out what we're like under any particular circumstances. Moreover, we have all the time in eternity to play out these various games, examining every role from a 360 degree vantage point. As we gather information about ourselves from this play, we bring it back to our own soul group to enrich the evolution of that family, and as the family grows in experience, that larger group of which the family is but a single cell also evolves. It's a perfect set-up, and there is no end to it.

Thanks Another Bob, keep those positive thoughts coming. I need them today and will eat them all up with a spoon and enjoy every moment of it! Sending out love and only love!

[another bob]

If Bill Ryan's latest post is true, a sad day for people of this planet. Prayers and positive thoughts must go out into the universe for help. I do not even know how to put into words what this would mean.

I posted this yesterday on another thread, but adding it here:


One way I've come to see it is, we enjoy virtual reality games because we get to test ourselves with all sorts of challenges and new experiences. Although it is all illusion, we still get to see what we're made of while acting out fantasy roles, and have fun with our friends to boot. Sometimes we play the good guy, sometimes the bad, sometimes the rich one, sometimes the poor. We can be the lover, the beloved, the betrayed, the exalted, the well-fed, the starving, the soldier, the victor, the loser, the seeker, the enlightened, the zealot, the monster, the savior, the fearful, the confident, the abuser, the abused, the peace maker, the war maker, the shoe maker, the bet maker, and any number of infinite possibilites, just for fun of finding out what we're like under any particular circumstances. Moreover, we have all the time in eternity to play out these various games, examining every role from a 360 degree vantage point. As we gather information about ourselves from this play, we bring it back to our own soul group to enrich the evolution of that family, and as the family grows in experience, that larger group of which the family is but a single cell also evolves. It's a perfect set-up, and there is no end to it.

Thanks Another Bob, keep those positive thoughts coming. I need them today and will eat them all up with a spoon and enjoy every moment of it! Sending out love and only love!



One more note -- my astral-travelling Friend, whom I've intoduced on a few threads here at Avalon, and who is in constant open dialogue with his Higher Self, told me that there has been Divine Intervention 3 times in the last 15 years, so be not afraid. Stay alert and aware, but be not afraid.

:yo:

[PurpleLama]

It sounds funny to say aloud, but in and amongst the thing I do, I see where divine interventions happen all the time.

[another bob]

It sounds funny to say aloud, but in and amongst the thing I do, I see where divine interventions happen all the time.

Ineed, but I believe he was referring to potentially global catastrophic situations that were averted.

[Sierra]

PPS: D, I want recipes for pickled peas and beet jelly!! Any chance of that?

And your cornbread salad?

[Jenci]

If Bill Ryan's latest post is true, a sad day for people of this planet. Prayers and positive thoughts must go out into the universe for help. I do not even know how to put into words what this would mean.

I posted this yesterday on another thread, but adding it here:


One way I've come to see it is, we enjoy virtual reality games because we get to test ourselves with all sorts of challenges and new experiences. Although it is all illusion, we still get to see what we're made of while acting out fantasy roles, and have fun with our friends to boot. Sometimes we play the good guy, sometimes the bad, sometimes the rich one, sometimes the poor. We can be the lover, the beloved, the betrayed, the exalted, the well-fed, the starving, the soldier, the victor, the loser, the seeker, the enlightened, the zealot, the monster, the savior, the fearful, the confident, the abuser, the abused, the peace maker, the war maker, the shoe maker, the bet maker, and any number of infinite possibilites, just for fun of finding out what we're like under any particular circumstances. Moreover, we have all the time in eternity to play out these various games, examining every role from a 360 degree vantage point. As we gather information about ourselves from this play, we bring it back to our own soul group to enrich the evolution of that family, and as the family grows in experience, that larger group of which the family is but a single cell also evolves. It's a perfect set-up, and there is no end to it.



In other words, All is Well :)

[another bob]

In other words, All is Well :)

Indeed, and the full appreciation of that fact is itself enlightenment.

Blessings!




Late Summer's Eve, and wine-dark dusk emerges earlier now, as if the shadows have always lingered just behind the façade of light, patiently biding their time, confident that the inevitable procession of the planet will favor them once more, pregnant with the promise of pinpoint starlight birthing and fading within a vast ocean of mute darkness, silent eternal night.

By the lake the mosquito swarms have thickened, tiny beings dizzy with desire, clueless in philosophies of birth and death, drawn by some anciently encoded impulse to the ecstasy of evening, life feeding upon life, drinking deeply of itself, intoxicated with the simplicity of innocent desire, the search and satisfaction, and then the search once more, in never ending cycles of urgent humming yearning, yearning beyond comprehension, free of any doubt or question, in absolute submission to that which beats their wings, their hearts, that pushes their blood to seek more blood, and blinds them to the swift approach of the devouring dragonfly.

The wind, momentarily respectful of the vanishing light, once more stirs itself to browse and flit between the cooling leaves of the darkening trees, flowing freely, filled with songs rare ears will hear, spilling rough sinewy kisses along the branches which extend their reach to express the same force which births the wind, whirling insects, wheeling star shine -- wonder of worlds upon worlds of fervent endless mindless yearning – the same force whispering through every beat of every heart right now, every breath, every unbearably brilliant body of incandescent life.

Being pauses in the path of itself to contemplate itself as you and I. We have wandered along this path with no idea of its beginning, no conception of its end. First bewildered, then amazed, we stagger in a daze of delight, fitted to each other as the water to the lake, the lake we circumambulate in the darkness of our loving, reflecting a mysterious light unborn in space and inextinguishable in the ceremonies of time.

Any man or moth would give its eyes for but a flashing glimpse of such a Light, but it cannot be seen with the eyes in the head. Eyes can see, but not themselves, so we name this Light "The Mysterious Unseen", in this night now cloaked in the darkening silken garment of that Light.

This Loving Light has broken our tongue to pieces, little fragments skittering off on feet of poetry and winking whispers, colluding with the nights' vague shapes that seem to swirl around our ankles in a kind of dancing rapture fireflies merely mimic.

At last we have no words for this intimacy, this immensity of Light burning, blazing in the depths of a late Summer's Eve, and so we turn to each other and, smiling fiercely, dissolve into this vastness of ourself -- one love awakening to itself, one light illuminating endless space, one heart beating out the rhythm of infinity.

From within that Heart, we echo:

“All is well.”

[Guest]

Checking in with the village from the road.

I need some help -a relative of mine needs help. My niece tried to commit suicide the other night 2 nights ago. She is still alive and going to pull through. Her name is Candace she's 20 yrs old and such a little dove. She really needs your prayers and is open.


Blessings everyone

Love

Nora

[benevolentcrow]

Many blessings go out to Candace today. Hope for a full understanding of the precious thing we call life is instilled in Candace upon her recovery. Love to you Nora and your family!

[RunningDeer]

Checking in with the village from the road.
I need some help -a relative of mine needs help. My niece tried to commit suicide the other night 2 nights ago. She is still alive and going to pull through. Her name is Candace she's 20 yrs old and such a little dove. She really needs your prayers and is open.
Blessings everyone
Love
Nora



I send conscious intentions of high frequency energy streaming NOW,
and only the highest and the best for Candace.

Blessings, Candace. Blessings, Family. Blessings, Nora.

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[benevolentcrow]

I am going outside to build nesting boxes for my chicken coop and then maybe to an auction down the road about 3 miles. All is well...

[another bob]

She really needs your prayers and is open.

Loving intentions of comfort and understanding to Candace from both of us!


http://i46.tinypic.com/2s9pv69.jpg

[PurpleLama]

It sounds funny to say aloud, but in and amongst the thing I do, I see where divine interventions happen all the time.

Ineed, but I believe he was referring to potentially global catastrophic situations that were averted.

I'm talking big ones and little ones, depending on how far afield one might wander through time and space. What I refer to divine intervention might be considered as events perpetrated by those who would violate free will on a massive scale, and it being undone, and what might be thought of as a time line shift occurs, and no one remembers what seems to never have happened. An example I may have mentioned before was when baby bush was bumped and dirty dick took the reins and the darkest darkness spread wide it's ugly maw to swallow what light remained, and the death I experienced took me right back to the morning it happened, the morning I was meditating before the events transpired. One other person I "work" with remembered as well as I, and an ex girlfriend of mine dreamed about it. It was about six and a half months I've never been so glad to lose. The higher ups won't have some things as long as their fingers are in this three dee pie.

[ulli]

It sounds funny to say aloud, but in and amongst the thing I do, I see where divine interventions happen all the time.

You beat me to it, PurpleLama. But maybe bob's friend meant intervention at a high political level...
like the thwarting of take-over plans of the PTB, and total consolidation of their power.
9/11 didn't quite work out a cording to their plans, and I think that was one instance where credit went to the divine.

But at the level of individuals I agree, it is pretty obvious that it happens quite frequently. Thousands of near-accidents, for instance, or near misses, every day.

[Sierra]

Checking in with the village from the road.

I need some help -a relative of mine needs help. My niece tried to commit suicide the other night 2 nights ago. She is still alive and going to pull through. Her name is Candace she's 20 yrs old and such a little dove. She really needs your prayers and is open.

Blessings everyone

Love

Nora

I am so glad she didn't succeed. On it Nora. <Asking McKnao to help Candace to process the pit of despair and see it is a feeling that always passes, not to be acted upon ... >

[Marianne]

PPS: D, I want recipes for pickled peas and beet jelly!! Any chance of that?

And your cornbread salad?

Yeah!
I'll PM you. I kinda don't use a recipe, but will put one together for you.

¤=[Post Update]=¤

Nora, thank you for letting us know. I'm sending loving energy your way, and to your niece Candace. May she see and feel the love that surrounds her and sustains her.

Love,
JB

[ulli]

Checking in with the village from the road.

I need some help -a relative of mine needs help. My niece tried to commit suicide the other night 2 nights ago. She is still alive and going to pull through. Her name is Candace she's 20 yrs old and such a little dove. She really needs your prayers and is open.


Blessings everyone

Love

Nora

I got this: Canda(n)ce can dance again...

[PurpleLama]

There are myriad phenomena that might get lumped together under the heading Divine Intervention, and no doubt there are many, many on this planet working for the light in as many ways as there are workers. Mentioning timelines, way back when, led to the whole forum being a buzz on the topic, back in the Bill and Inelia days, in the fall out I realized a handful had no problems, but most took offense, even, at the very subject. Sooo, I don't talk about it much. It's merely a massive shifting of conscious energy from one potential to another. Many lines are solid, and real, but within infinite variation the potentials are just that.

[astrid]

Asking that energy of the appropriate frequency
and intensity be sent to candace to give her courage
and strength to move through this time . And all the
love and support that she needs be made available
to her

[eaglespirit]

Thoughts of Love and Calm Rhythm for Candace, Nora...my son Danny's Spirit came to me(us) to help as soon as my thoughts went with it.

May Candace Be Well

[astrid]

My friend Mary and I are cleaning the place
I am moving from . Inside nearly done
Tomorrow we do outside and it's freezing
and wet here right now ... So we will be working
with the elements big time . She has had a cold
recently and I'm showing early signs of
one, sore throat - mostly I think from exhaustion
So tomorrow I will be working on asking for some
extra intervention to keep us both well and
strong . Mary goes back home later tomorrow
to her family and job so she need to be well

Sometime tomorrow I also have to wash my
Ozzie, Louis' dad , he has a date
and will be away for a few days. Pretty bad
timing but that's what you get with co ownership
And he's an incredible dog and extremely loyal
so it's worth the once of twice yearly
inconvenience .

Although I'm not sleeping well right now
and totally exhausted I'm enjoying every
minute of this process . Lots of deeper issues
are sufacing - as one would expert from a
Pluto/ Uranus baby in a Pluto / Uranus time
I just have to make sure I get back into my
journalling when I settle again to max this
experience out .

looking forward to being in service again to my
clients after a brief rest and some time to do some unpacking
Im grateful beyond words for everyone's patience and kind
thoughts during this time of upheaval . Two moves in two
years is harsh , but then I have so much to be grateful for
so in the scheme of things its no big deal just a process to
move through .

My thoughts wih you all
@Mod going to miss your words and spirit here
Hope your break is everything you need at this time
Blessings xx

[21CC]

No problem, Ulli, just going down memory lane. This is another of the movies I saw when I was 5 or 6, living in California in the early 70s. I've got a whole list of 'em and don't understand how my parents let me sit in front of the television like that watching this stuff. It's definitely to blame for why I am the way I am now.

:flypig:

It seems that movies we saw when we were of that impressionable age range (for me it would be the late '60's) stay with us all our lives in ways both dramatic and subtle. I think the more limited, or intentional, or exclusive the media exposure the more recognizable this is later on. I see in myself that the maybe four films I saw when I was of this age are permanently imprinted on my psyche: the storyline even though I was too young to understand its context, the actors, the music score, even the movie venue's ambience. I had neither exposure to many books nor any T.V. stimuli so I put a lot of significance on those films. You have me pondering today how those associations have colored my "me-ness"!

[Unified Serenity]

I love Leonard Cohen .... feeling like taking a musical journey

GUfS8LyeUyM

¤=[Post Update]=¤


Checking in with the village from the road.

I need some help -a relative of mine needs help. My niece tried to commit suicide the other night 2 nights ago. She is still alive and going to pull through. Her name is Candace she's 20 yrs old and such a little dove. She really needs your prayers and is open.


Blessings everyone

Love

Nora

She is held close in the heart of God. Sending her love and healing, may she sing anew in the coming days.

[Unified Serenity]

I really enjoyed this rendition of "The sound of silence"

VGEWQRL2sJk

[ulli]

Hola Dan33. Saludos de Luis y que España siga ganando. Aquí viene con una cerveza en la mano, celebrando.
This is a private message from my husband to Dan, who are both watching the final Eurocup match, Italy versus Spain, each from their respective countries.

[eaglespirit]

dTCNwgzM2rQ

[Unified Serenity]

I love this.... it's drawing one deeply to self, source of all, and unity:

(some graphic stuff, but if you just listen it is quite settling)

4n5vHCRaP_w

[Samsara]

gtKNVPPSVC0

You made me cry Bob. Soooooo beautifull. Thank you for that.

I had never heard this Angel's voice before. I just love it when this happens. The album is now on my wish list.

Mucho gracias!

[another bob]

gtKNVPPSVC0

You made me cry Bob. Soooooo beautifull. Thank you for that.

I had never heard this Angel's voice before. I just love it when this happens. The album is now on my wish list.

Mucho gracias!

An interesting story behind the album . . . David Lynch one day heard an ethereal voice in Topanga Canyon, tracked it down to Jocelyn, and talked her into doing a Hildegard album, which he "directed". It's one of my favorite renditions of the mystic's lovely songs, and I felt you would love it too!

Blessings!

[another bob]

There are myriad phenomena that might get lumped together under the heading Divine Intervention, and no doubt there are many, many on this planet working for the light in as many ways as there are workers. Mentioning timelines, way back when, led to the whole forum being a buzz on the topic, back in the Bill and Inelia days, in the fall out I realized a handful had no problems, but most took offense, even, at the very subject. Sooo, I don't talk about it much. It's merely a massive shifting of conscious energy from one potential to another. Many lines are solid, and real, but within infinite variation the potentials are just that.



Talked to my Friend, who passed on the following:

"30 years ago, we were headed for an extinction event, but it seems that we have progressed to the point that we are now able to change our reality, to the point that our future possibilities keep changing."

"She (Mother Earth) may "shake things up a bit", but HS does not think She will go nearly that far (ELE), and that we most definitely have the ability to influence Her actions."

We are not the ones that "messed up our timelines". He said it was caused by those that came here from our distant future, to help keep us from blowing up our planet. "It seems to me that even 24,000 years from now, there are still those who do not believe that Source is our protector."

More later.

:yo:

[eaglespirit]

There are myriad phenomena that might get lumped together under the heading Divine Intervention, and no doubt there are many, many on this planet working for the light in as many ways as there are workers. Mentioning timelines, way back when, led to the whole forum being a buzz on the topic, back in the Bill and Inelia days, in the fall out I realized a handful had no problems, but most took offense, even, at the very subject. Sooo, I don't talk about it much. It's merely a massive shifting of conscious energy from one potential to another. Many lines are solid, and real, but within infinite variation the potentials are just that.



Talked to my Friend, who passed on the following:

"30 years ago, we were headed for an extinction event, but it seems that we have progressed to the point that we are now able to change our reality, to the point that our future possibilities keep changing."

"She (Mother Earth) may "shake things up a bit", but HS does not think She will go nearly that far (ELE), and that we most definitely have the ability to influence Her actions."

We are not the ones that "messed up our timelines". He said it was caused by those that came here from our distant future, to help keep us from blowing up our planet. "It seems to me that even 24,000 years from now, there are still those who do not believe that Source is our protector."

More later.

:yo:

Thank You PurpleLama and Another Bob...as I have been saying to Folks all along interested in learning how to help in their own ways....we were simply put smack dab in the middle of a re-alignment beyond our imaginings...and our new loving imaginings will help keep the Mother Earth ship sailing to the most beautiful shores of higher vibrating surprises : )
See You All on the Beach : )

[PurpleLama]

"30 years ago, we were headed for an extinction event, but it seems that we have progressed to the point that we are now able to change our reality, to the point that our future possibilities keep changing."

Yep.

Love me some Hildegard, too.

[Mark]

Greetings, soulful Villagers, Nora,


Her name is Candace she's 20 yrs old and such a little dove. She really needs your prayers and is open.

May her highest potentialities be manifest in this situation, her vision beyond her pain and into the greater panorama of a full life, lived for the greatest purpose she was born to manifest. May her heart be eased.

Bless,

Hi Jenci, soulsistren!


I can relate to what you are saying. I've been guilty of trying to get a point across, trying to wake people up, trying to stop people falling for lies.....in the end I have realised that everyone is doing what they need to be doing.

When I hear it said that the alternative media community has not made a difference, well it may not have changed the world but I see the transformation of individuals on these forums all the time.

After all, that is what we are here for :)

I think that is so, we are and have made a difference. I think perhaps we have changed some individuals, who may have changed the world. I'm a firm believer in that whole 6 degrees of separation now although I hear it's now less. You never know who you're affecting and I think that applies to a lot of us. Sometimes it feels like shouting in the dark. I think, here on this forum, we are 1 or 2 degrees of separation from some of the most powerful people on the planet. Actually, I know that for a fact.


I accept that not having them is necessary to enter the stillness during meditation.

But trying to do away with them altogether is not good for the human spirit, in my view.

For a plant to grow it has to reach and stretch, desiring the light.

If we have no earthly desires we will miss our real calling and might just as well die now.

By defining each morning what our desires and wishes are, and preferably in the context of one's life as a whole journey,

will then start the engines and infuse energy and enthusiasm into one's body.

Otherwise one's actions remain duty driven, and one ends up doing things out of a

sense of obligation, and therefore one is more susceptible to being stirred by outside forces.

As I was thinking this, the example of Tibet's take-over by China came to mind.

Would this have been possible if Tibet had not been quite so exclusively spiritual?

Trust in God, but tie your camels.

I have had this discussion in my head and found that I agree with you to a very large extent. There are some things that it would be difficult to give up in order to reach the heights of spiritual attainment. At least, while still in the mind and emotional state that is tied here to this earth. Our children, for instance. Or our pets or our extended family or our partners. The self and the family are the root of our desires. We want what is best for us and those we love.

Love. The crux of desire. Ready to give that up? It is ego-clinging and attachment and just as bad as hate. Both are considered distractions ... something to think about indeed.


It seems that movies we saw when we were of that impressionable age range (for me it would be the late '60's) stay with us all our lives in ways both dramatic and subtle. I think the more limited, or intentional, or exclusive the media exposure the more recognizable this is later on. I see in myself that the maybe four films I saw when I was of this age are permanently imprinted on my psyche: the storyline even though I was too young to understand its context, the actors, the music score, even the movie venue's ambience. I had neither exposure to many books nor any T.V. stimuli so I put a lot of significance on those films. You have me pondering today how those associations have colored my "me-ness"!

Yes, indeed. Perhaps those movies helped to create certain kinds of neural networks that could be reinforced by other inputs over the years. Later, it's hard to remember certain details but the brain certainly has them recorded somewhere and there is no telling what synapses are connected to what at a sub-luminal level of understanding. Makes me think about all those roadrunner and wile e. coyote, bugs bunny and the hippy dippy sigmund and the seamonsters, the banana splits, mr. rogers and captain kangaroo shows too!

O.
M.
G.

[PurpleLama]

This was the movie that I saw at perhaps too tender an age. http://moviespics.wcgame.ru/data/2011-07-11/cat-people-movie.jpg

[Anchor]

One weekend four weeks ago, my work colleague who I have known for a few years had an accident. She tried to manually clear a blockage in a hand held food blender while her other hand holding the machine where the activation button was, and plugged in and turned on.

She is not a leftie fortunately; because her left index finger is now about 4mm shorter than it was before.

We found out when she didn't show for work on the Monday, and then news traveled fast. She had been in emergency that weekend.

On the Monday, I spoke to her and I asked her if she wanted me to send her an email with some ideas that may help with her situation. She was Ok with that and is well aware of my "alternative" views.

I figured putting this here would not do any harm.


This information simply offered to you with no strings attached. As you read it you will find concepts and ideas, potentially strange, but that in any case you will not be surprised to hear coming from me. However, there is no obligation for you to accept any of it. I will not be offended in anyway. I already had fun writing it last night.

The Hawaiians have a healing process called ho-oponopono.

Essentially it is a mantra that is used to “make things right” with others or self. It goes like this: “I’m sorry, Please forgive me, Thank you, I love you.”

The ancient huna figured that we are all connected to everything, so by fixing a problem within yourself you can fix the problems outside yourself.

There is a spiritual angle to all this, I can’t deny that, but I know that the principles work because I have used them myself and regenerated my thumb in three weeks after I drilled a hole in it by accident. Ho-oponopono was not the exact method I used but there are similarities, but I figured you would me more interested in that for some reason as you went to Hawaii recently.

A lot of the process requires some context. Here is a crash course for my working model of the universe – elements you may agree with, others may be more of a stretch. I know a couple of things for sure which are:

1) I exist. I know what is me and what is not me.

2) I am aware, by virtue of my senses and mind of that which is not me. This includes my physical body.

3) Even though I have no proof, I have an idea that 1 and 2 are connected.

I view my body as a gift constructed using material on loan from the Earth.

This is done so that I, a fragment of that creator can experience a unique life engaged in whatever it is that we want to do. I assume that if this is so for me, then it is for you as well.

Consequently, we easily and naturally talk in terms of “looking after our body” as if it was not actually us, but ours – see how that works?

So when we allow a situation to happen that damages our body, we feel kind of rough about it, because we instinctively know we are responsible for its safety and well being.

Accordingly you might even go through processes of grief and guilt at what has happened – and that is ok. There is little point trying to stop that from happening because it is a largely natural process, but if it does, let it flow and let it go.

During the healing time there is an opportunity to reflect on the nature of that which has happened and the consequences that will now follow - and how such a straightforward seeming accident is actually a rather important part in the relationship between (1) and (2) above which leads on to (3).

In this mode we learn something, and no matter what happens from now on, the lesson is probably active and it will change you; even if only a bit. The simple fact is, that you probably do not continue to need a damaged finger to learn it.

So, you can proceed, at will, to fix it as fast and as naturally as possible.

When you are injured, you can say you are not healthy, so you require healing. The first four letters of those words are the same for a reason. Healing is a fascinating subject, and I can go on and on about it, so I won’t. Here is a simple method.

I am sure you recognize that the body is an amazing thing.

I suggest that it is built on a template which is no more than a sophisticated web of thought, had in an extremely complex way, at a level that most of us are not usually aware of – but which we, so long as we live are intimately linked with.

I think that it is actually quite easy to get it to regenerate to that template.

The trick is not really doing anything, but removing the obstacles to that happening.

You have to let go of all the competing thoughts of guilt, sadness, frustration or negativity that are associated with silly accidents like this. You told me on the phone you only had yourself to blame – but mainly you were positive. So positive that I felt that what is in this letter will not be a problem for you. This is not so much about the power of positive thought, but the ABSENCE of negative thought, and especially the absence of fear - and you seem to have achieved that.

So I want to give you the idea, that the way to help HEAL your finger is to allow your thoughts to be focused on an image of your finger AS IF IT HAS ALREADY BEEN HEALED.

Frequently do that.

Time is an illusion in all this. For instance, the healing may go much faster than the medics will expect. Avoid thinking about time by structuring your imaginings in the PRESENT TENSE - thus "as if it has already been healed".

It helps if you can get your mental state coherent and in favour of your goal.

This does not replace standard medical treatment and wound management, but works with it.

Unless you have experience of meditation, or long periods of focused intent, then it may be helpful to use affirmations. These are things that you mentally affirm to yourself. You do this by running the words of the affirmation through your mind – or if no-one is looking or near, speaking them out loud.

They act as a place holder for the thoughts you hold of your healed finger.

I recommend the following affirmations (after the fashion of ho-oponopono above), but you can make up your own.


--

I love you finger!

I know I have caused it to suffer damage, I am sorry for my part in that, please forgive me!

Thank you for forgiving me!

I love you finger!

My finger IS whole and healthy and completely healed!

--


Even if none of this makes any sense and changes nothing, know that at work we all want you to make a good recovery and take ALL THE TIME YOU NEED to do that.

If you do have any questions and don’t feel too weird about this stuff – feel free to call me or email.

All the best

Last week the bandages came off; and I got her some Vitamin E capsules, and she was massaging the oil on the finger (to help ameliorate the scaring)

It would be true to say it went faster than the medics expected.

Today, there is no scabbing and it looks like the scarring is all but absent except in the place where there is an unnatural join of skin.

She was exceptionally positive through all this and this would have counted for most of the progress, but even so...

I love it when a plan comes together.

[Belle]

I love this.... it's drawing one deeply to self, source of all, and unity:

(some graphic stuff, but if you just listen it is quite settling)

4n5vHCRaP_w


Absolutely, hauntingly beautiful!

I love Gregorian Chant...it was created to be sung in the original C=528 hz. (solfeggio tones) known for healing and DNA repair.


528 Hz, the frequency for transformation and DNA repair.
http://www.unisonicascension.com/solfeggio/
There is a special sound and color of love according to Dr. Horowitz, a Harvard-trained award-winning investigator. Broadcasting the right frequency can help open your heart, prompt peace, and hasten healing. "We now know the love signal, 528 Hertz, is among the six core creative frequencies of the universe because math doesn't lie, the geometry of physical reality universally reflects this music; these findings have been independently derived, peer reviewed, and empirically validated," Dr. Horowitz says.

Horowitz & Puleo: Healing Codes for the Biological apocalypse, Idaho 1999.

The third note, frequency 528, relates to the note MI on the scale and derives from the phrase "MI-ra gestorum" in Latin meaning "miracle." Stunningly, this is the exact frequency used by genetic biochemists to repair broken DNA - the genetic blueprint upon which life is based! MI - 528 Hz - relates to crown chakra. Dr Puleo suggests an association with DNA integrity.

The regular "C" that we all know of in this culture (which is from the diatonic scale of do, re, mi, fa, so, la, ti, do) is not the 528 Hz frequency "C.
A regular "C" vibrates at a frequency of 523.3 Hz.
The "C" of 528 Hz used for DNA repair is part of an ancient scale called the Solfeggio Scale.


Amelia must be Sarah Brightman's daughter...I recognize the purity/clarity of tone.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zfyrhQSwK24

Come now, come by our side,
A place where you can hide
We are the sunshine,
Rest your Soul here
And you'll find
We are the energy
We give the world to thee
Hold up your heart now
We will ease pain from your brow

Chorus:
When the world is in dangers
And destruction is near,
You can come with us here

When the people are strangers,
You'll rest here with me
In a moment of peace

Mm Mm Mm Mm Mm Mm Mm

(Repeat Chorus)

Light up the dark below,
See through the stars,
Reach to the earth's flow
Drift in the joy of our hearts,
Unleash the energy,
Taste of the wine
Drink as a Soul
That knows now, power divine

[Carmody]

From what I've gathered, I've "paid hell" in every incarnation for at least the last two thousand years time, so much so, as I've told you before, that when I started to figure out what's what the last time around, I committed suicide. Once the karma smoke cleared from that one, I was handed the purple pill, you know, the one labeled DGAF.

Purple pills for everyone who forgets that "it's just a ride".

Thank you for that reminder.

I'm dealing with family drama.

[Carmody]

Hey, Carmody, don't forget to share your interpretation of puddles and paper airplanes.

I've made no secret of the fact that in my earlier days, I was a 'gamer'. One of the original ones. (computer games)

Anyway, one night, a while back, i decided to give myself a break, and play a game.

In the game, there was a scene, they are called 'cut scenes', in the gaming area of things.

In the game, the scene, the one character said, while comfy and safe, drinking tea quietly at a tent, "Why didn't you kill me? why save me, why not just kill me with the others?" (He had just be recused by some Bedouin desert folk, from a battle he was loosing).

The Bedouin leader told him 'That would have been.....impolite. One must give help to even an enemy, when they are in distress."

He then looked at the man he had rescued and said, "So, American, are you my enemy?"

At that same moment I felt a ripple..and..the gaming system blew up. Fini. A write off.

So I put the machine away..and tried to figure out what went on. I started thinking about, well..'what was that all about?'

So I went to sleep about an hour later..and that is the night I dreampt about the whole paper airplane episode.

My conclusion, after your report back, is that we had been doing an overlay.

That this 'statement', from this character..that I was watching..must have been transmitted through to you (some time about 2:30am), and the oddness of the moment, as an encounter, in that connection, energetically speaking...may have caused that gaming system to let go.

Energetically, connectively, communicatively....a two way street.

[RunningDeer]

Fresh out of purple pills. Will blue do?
I'm sending electric blue energy your way, Carmody.


http://i1262.photobucket.com/albums/ii610/WhiteCrowBlackDeer/Bryce/57.jpg




From what I've gathered, I've "paid hell" in every incarnation for at least the last two thousand years time, so much so, as I've told you before, that when I started to figure out what's what the last time around, I committed suicide. Once the karma smoke cleared from that one, I was handed the purple pill, you know, the one labeled DGAF.

Purple pills for everyone who forgets that "it's just a ride".

Thank you for that reminder.

I'm dealing with family drama.

[Flash]

Checking in with the village from the road.

I need some help -a relative of mine needs help. My niece tried to commit suicide the other night 2 nights ago. She is still alive and going to pull through. Her name is Candace she's 20 yrs old and such a little dove. She really needs your prayers and is open.


Blessings everyone

Love

Nora

Hi, this is for Candace to read, if you do not mind. It is a word coming from my 15 years old daughter who accepted to write a word to Candace when she heard of her misfortune,

Hey dear little Dove :) I am sorry to hear that you are ready to end your life. I got to admit that we are pretty much in a tough cruel world. But think about it, if everyone like you left this world, nobody good would be left on this planet and this planet wont be saved.

I know that it`s hard to wake up everyday knowing that you might get hurt. I live the same thing and i got to admit that it`s hard to find motivation to live. But i find my motivation with music. Do you have any passion? If you dont, maybe you should try new things and get your mind off of what ever is going on in your life. And if you do have a passion, then use it to distract you and to especially get goals in life. Dreams and goals are what makes me want to keep living and going through the hard times.

Im only 15 so i dont really know how to completely help you. But i know that if you find love in your heart, everything will be ok... And maybe you think that no one loves you.. well i dont know who loves you, but i love you. Yes i don't know who you are, but you deserve to be loved and i am ready to give you love and sympathie. I'm sure i'm not the only one like that out there. So there are certainly a few people who just simply love you (starting with your aunt).

Even if i'm 15, i went through many thoughs times. But love, my passion and ALOT of crying always helped me get through. I wish i could help you more. But i tried the best i can. Anyways, remember that your aunt loves you and a random canadian 15 year old cares about you. Dont give up! God put you on this earth for a reason. And maybe someday i will write a song for you :)

[DeDukshyn]

HAPPY CANADA DAY EVERYONE!!!! ;)

Link is likely only valid for today ...

http://news.ca.msn.com/special/meet-msn-on-your-main-street

[another bob]

There are some things that it would be difficult to give up in order to reach the heights of spiritual attainment. At least, while still in the mind and emotional state that is tied here to this earth. Our children, for instance. Or our pets or our extended family or our partners. The self and the family are the root of our desires. We want what is best for us and those we love.

Love. The crux of desire. Ready to give that up? It is ego-clinging and attachment and just as bad as hate. Both are considered distractions ... something to think about indeed.

The problem with a lot of the early translations of Buddhist texts is that they were done by people without true realization, and so we've ended up with silly concepts like needing to "give up love". When Buddha talked about giving up love, he was referring to refraining from craving and grasping. Craving and grasping is simply based on a misunderstanding about one's own nature. In reality, there is nothing to give up. Just recognize who and what you really are.

God is love, so is God to give up God in order to realize God? Well, in a way, yes, as long as God is clinging to some idea of being God, but that's another tangent. We are not here to give up our family, children, or pets. That has nothing to do with true spirituality. That's just more dualism, a remnant from darker times of totally missing the point of being human. Moreover, we are not even in a position to actually give up anything. We cannot even beat our own heart or grow our own hair without life's assent. Everything that comes our way is a gift, so are we supposed to throw these gifts back in God's face and pretend that's being spiritual? Nonsense!

The self is not the root of our desires. There is no such critter anywhere. Try and find a "self". Take your time. Nobody in the history of this realm has ever found a self. LOL -- maybe an Avalon member will be the first.

The root of our desires is God. How else could it be? The Source is the Source, of course, of course! Nevertheless, Source is even beyond desire. Being rays of Source/Mind, what then are we? We are also beyond desire. We take the form of being human so we can enjoy the play of Source, which is desire! We are the fruition of Source's desire. Source plays as us, to enjoy Source. There are not two -- Source and something else. There is only Source. I'll repeat -- there is only Source.

God is Love. And Love must love. And to love there must be a Beloved. But since God is Existence infinite and eternal there is no one for Him to love but Himself. And in order to love Himself He must imagine Himself as the Beloved whom He as the Lover imagines He loves.
Beloved and Lover implies separation. And separation creates longing; and longing causes search. And the wider and the more intense the search the greater the separation and the more terrible the longing.
When longing is most intense separation is complete, and the purpose of separation, which was that Love might experience itself as Lover and Beloved, is fulfilled; and union follows. And when union is attained, the lover knows that he himself was all along the Beloved whom he loved and desired union with; and that all the impossible situations that he overcame were obstacles which he himself had placed in the path to himself.
To attain union is so impossibly difficult because it is impossible to become what you already are! Union is nothing other than knowledge of oneself as the Only One.
Excerpted from The Everything and The Nothing by Meher Baba

:yo:

[Guest]

Another great old movie, "Quartermass and the Pit", about some things we're familiar with. This movie came out in the late 1960s and the themes are ancient astronauts, genetic engineering of humanity, thought imagery thru video, the energetic power of fear. Enjoy!


http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=3434833733223827719

We just watched this movie last night. I commented that the writers must have been slipped some inside info at the time (which is not unusual, since the film industry has often been used to pass on bits of disclosure).



Checking in with the village from the road.

I need some help -a relative of mine needs help. My niece tried to commit suicide the other night 2 nights ago. She is still alive and going to pull through. Her name is Candace she's 20 yrs old and such a little dove. She really needs your prayers and is open.


Blessings everyone

Love

Nora

Hi, this is for Candace to read, if you do not mind. It is a word coming from my 15 years old daughter who accepted to write a word to Candace when she heard of her misfortune,

Hey dear little Dove :) I am sorry to hear that you are ready to end your life. I got to admit that we are pretty much in a tough cruel world. But think about it, if everyone like you left this world, nobody good would be left on this planet and this planet wont be saved.

I know that it`s hard to wake up everyday knowing that you might get hurt. I live the same thing and i got to admit that it`s hard to find motivation to live. But i find my motivation with music. Do you have any passion? If you dont, maybe you should try new things and get your mind off of what ever is going on in your life. And if you do have a passion, then use it to distract you and to especially get goals in life. Dreams and goals are what makes me want to keep living and going through the hard times.

Im only 15 so i dont really know how to completely help you. But i know that if you find love in your heart, everything will be ok... And maybe you think that no one loves you.. well i dont know who loves you, but i love you. Yes i don't know who you are, but you deserve to be loved and i am ready to give you love and sympathie. I'm sure i'm not the only one like that out there. So there are certainly a few people who just simply love you (starting with your aunt).

Even if i'm 15, i went through many thoughs times. But love, my passion and ALOT of crying always helped me get through. I wish i could help you more. But i tried the best i can. Anyways, remember that your aunt loves you and a random canadian 15 year old cares about you. Dont give up! God put you on this earth for a reason. And maybe someday i will write a song for you :)


As soon as I see her I will show this to her. What a kind and beautiful thing for you to do to reach out to Candace.

Love

Nora

[Heather2017]

Hi, this is for Candace to read, if you do not mind. It is a word coming from my 15 years old daughter who accepted to write a word to Candace when she heard of her misfortune,

Hey dear little Dove :) I am sorry to hear that you are ready to end your life. I got to admit that we are pretty much in a tough cruel world. But think about it, if everyone like you left this world, nobody good would be left on this planet and this planet wont be saved.

I know that it`s hard to wake up everyday knowing that you might get hurt. I live the same thing and i got to admit that it`s hard to find motivation to live. But i find my motivation with music. Do you have any passion? If you dont, maybe you should try new things and get your mind off of what ever is going on in your life. And if you do have a passion, then use it to distract you and to especially get goals in life. Dreams and goals are what makes me want to keep living and going through the hard times.

Im only 15 so i dont really know how to completely help you. But i know that if you find love in your heart, everything will be ok... And maybe you think that no one loves you.. well i dont know who loves you, but i love you. Yes i don't know who you are, but you deserve to be loved and i am ready to give you love and sympathie. I'm sure i'm not the only one like that out there. So there are certainly a few people who just simply love you (starting with your aunt).

Even if i'm 15, i went through many thoughs times. But love, my passion and ALOT of crying always helped me get through. I wish i could help you more. But i tried the best i can. Anyways, remember that your aunt loves you and a random canadian 15 year old cares about you. Dont give up! God put you on this earth for a reason. And maybe someday i will write a song for you :)

I'm so touched by this, Flash. Please give your sweet daughter a big hug from me and let her know I appreciate her beautiful heart.

[RunningDeer]

I am aware of a subtle experience of deja vu where in a blink of an eye I’ve pass over to my new homeland. My stomach tickles. It’s been many times over the course of this weekend and probably before that, now that it seems familiar to me. It’s as though, I keep blinking in and out from here to there. I’m trying not to try. I want to keep the process as organic as possible otherwise I’ll think it’s imagination.

[Carmody]

I've posted this tune before, but I'll explain the complexity of the simplicity.

Nod to N20.

"Nod"
1.
to make a slight, quick downward bending forward of the head, as in assent, greeting, or command.
2.
to let the head fall slightly forward with a sudden, involuntary movement when sleepy.
3.
to doze, especially in a sitting position: The speaker was so boring that half the audience was nodding.
4.
to become careless, inattentive, or listless; make an error or mistake through lack of attention.
5.
(of trees, flowers, plumes, etc.) to droop, bend, or incline with a swaying motion.
verb (used with object)
6.
to bend (the head) in a short, quick downward movement, as of assent or greeting.
7.
to express or signify by such a movement of the head: to nod approval; to nod agreement.
8.
to summon, bring, or send by a nod of the head.
9.
to cause (something) to lean or sway; incline.


Land of Nod

The Land of Nod (Hebrew: eretz-Nod‎, ארץ נוד) is a place in the Book of Genesis of the Hebrew Bible, located "on the east of Eden" (qidmat-‘Eden), to which Cain chose to flee after murdering his brother Abel. According to Genesis 4:16:

And Cain went out from the presence of the LORD, and dwelt in the land of Nod, on the east of Eden.[1]

"Nod" (נוד) is the Hebrew root of the verb "to wander" (לנדוד) and is possibly an etymological etiology intended to explain the nomadic lifestyle of Cain and his putative descendants, the Kenites. One interpretation of Genesis 4:16 is that Cain was cursed to wander the land forever, not that he was exiled to a "Land of Wanderers" otherwise absent from the Old Testament. Genesis 4:17 relates that after arriving in the Land of Nod, Cain's wife bore him a son, Enoch, in whose name he built the first city.

"N20"

Nitrous Oxide, N20

Nitrous oxide, commonly known as laughing gas or sweet air,[1] is a chemical compound with the formula N2O. It is an oxide of nitrogen. At room temperature, it is a colorless, non-flammable gas, with a slightly sweet odor and taste. It is used in surgery and dentistry for its anesthetic and analgesic effects. It is known as "laughing gas" due to the euphoric effects of inhaling it, a property that has led to its recreational use as a dissociative anesthetic.

Nitrous, an oxide of Nitrogen....Nitrogen, the most abundant element in our atmosphere and thus...in our breathing.

Ie, the autonomous mind/body barrier, the barrier between the vehicle and the occupant.


By, "the Grid"

The grid, the ley line grid of the earth. The global dimensional energy ley line system...which is comprised of different geometrical shape overlays, which each are about a different frequency, some sharing lines, or 'platonic solid definition lines'. Each detailing a different energy and dimensional overlay.


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The lines meet at certain points..and they form vortex filaments. They look like the small tendrils of an amoeba like structure, or a virus. near identical, and energetically, very similar, if not structurally similar. They exist not just in alternative literature regarding the lines, and thus the vortex points, but in science as well, with being electrical filaments. The earth alive as a giant cell or virus cell, changing, growing, moving, living. As above, so below.

Yet it looks like just some simple listed song of ambient and 'sleepy head music' nature, does it not?

Not So fast.

For those who have eyes to see....

[Mark]

I accept that not having them is necessary to enter the stillness during meditation.

But trying to do away with them altogether is not good for the human spirit, in my view.

For a plant to grow it has to reach and stretch, desiring the light.

If we have no earthly desires we will miss our real calling and might just as well die now.

By defining each morning what our desires and wishes are, and preferably in the context of one's life as a whole journey,

will then start the engines and infuse energy and enthusiasm into one's body.

Otherwise one's actions remain duty driven, and one ends up doing things out of a

sense of obligation, and therefore one is more susceptible to being stirred by outside forces.

As I was thinking this, the example of Tibet's take-over by China came to mind.

Would this have been possible if Tibet had not been quite so exclusively spiritual?

Trust in God, but tie your camels.


I have had this discussion in my head and found that I agree with you to a very large extent. There are some things that it would be difficult to give up in order to reach the heights of spiritual attainment. At least, while still in the mind and emotional state that is tied here to this earth. Our children, for instance. Or our pets or our extended family or our partners. The self and the family are the root of our desires. We want what is best for us and those we love.

Love. The crux of desire. Ready to give that up? It is ego-clinging and attachment and just as bad as hate. Both are considered distractions ... something to think about indeed.


The problem with a lot of the early translations of Buddhist texts is that they were done by people without true realization, and so we've ended up with silly concepts like needing to "give up love". When Buddha talked about giving up love, he was referring to refraining from craving and grasping. Craving and grasping is simply based on a misunderstanding about one's own nature. In reality, there is nothing to give up. Just recognize who and what you really are.

God is love, so is God to give up God in order to realize God? Well, in a way, yes, as long as God is clinging to some idea of being God, but that's another tangent. We are not here to give up our family, children, or pets. That has nothing to do with true spirituality. That's just more dualism, a remnant from darker times of totally missing the point of being human. Moreover, we are not even in a position to actually give up anything. We cannot even beat our own heart or grow our own hair without life's assent. Everything that comes our way is a gift, so are we supposed to throw these gifts back in God's face and pretend that's being spiritual? Nonsense!

The self is not the root of our desires. There is no such critter anywhere. Try and find a "self". Take your time. Nobody in the history of this realm has ever found a self. LOL -- maybe an Avalon member will be the first.

The root of our desires is God. How else could it be? The Source is the Source, of course, of course! Nevertheless, Source is even beyond desire. Being rays of Source/Mind, what then are we? We are also beyond desire. We take the form of being human so we can enjoy the play of Source, which is desire! We are the fruition of Source's desire. Source plays as us, to enjoy Source. There are not two -- Source and something else. There is only Source. I'll repeat -- there is only Source.

Buddha did not teach of the existence of God. Or of a soul. Such things give rise to desire. Grasping. Ego-clinging.

But I understand where you're coming from. Well said, thank you for your in-depth addition to the discussion ...

http://projectavalon.net/forum4/attachment.php?attachmentid=17212&d=1341204485

[Unified Serenity]

This song is stuningly beautiful. I love using it to center and never get tired of hearing it:

xjSH-MDvARA

We are never alone

[Unified Serenity]

Eternal love .... another great meditation song:

_XxuvB4Y-bc

[another bob]

Buddha did not teach of the existence of God. Or of a soul.

Brother, I also once thought that way, due to insufficient research (as it so turned out), and so do a lot of Buddhists in the West. However, that belief is incorrect. My own direct experience, as well as that of many whom I hold in high esteem, has shown me otherwise. It took me some time to reconcile the view of Buddhism, as it was commonly presented in the West, with that of say, Ramana Maharshi, as well as with what I had been directly shown. Only after several decades of practice did I come upon a text that revealed what I had long suspected.
Please refer to the Mahayana Mahaparinirvana Sutra, Buddha's final summation of the Dharma, to clarify your understanding. There is much more to all this than meets the eye. Don't be misled by terms and religious provincialism. Direct experience is best, where the truth becomes plain and obvious, but short of that, check out this magnificent document, which places the Prajna Paramita literature in its true context, as intermediate teaching expedients, while revealing the ultimate Dharma of Tathagatagharba.

A good place to start: http://www.nirvanasutra.net/buddhaandgod1.htm

main page: http://www.nirvanasutra.net/

:yo:

[Unified Serenity]

I love Cecilia's cd "Voice of the sacred feminine". I am drawn inward to the sacred space of Divine unity, and know we are one. I don't know why her music, well this cd is so etherial and drawing to me, but so it is. I hope you enjoy it. She is truly a gift.

Here are a few songs:

Qy04gaRKO30

LK_30N-ByJQ

yOj2VtvnajY

r-Bkf9Vj6rk

A new song... so beautiful.... no words can say it really:

3-VvnYxASSU

[meeradas]

4:0, ma goodniss.

Oops, it's already over.

Anyway, liked it.

[ulli]

Buddha did not teach of the existence of God. Or of a soul.

Brother, I also once thought that way, due to insufficient research (as it so turned out), and so do a lot of Buddhists in the West. However, that belief is incorrect. My own direct experience, as well as that of many whom I hold in high esteem, has shown me otherwise. It took me some time to reconcile the view of Buddhism, as it was commonly presented in the West, with that of say, Ramana Maharshi, as well as with what I had been directly shown. Only after several decades of practice did I come upon a text that revealed what I had long suspected.
Please refer to the Mahayana Mahaparinirvana Sutra, Buddha's final summation of the Dharma, to clarify your understanding. There is much more to all this than meets the eye. Don't be misled by terms and religious provincialism. Direct experience is best, where the truth becomes plain and obvious, but short of that, check out this magnificent document, which places the Prajna Paramita literature in its true context, as intermediate teaching expedients, while revealing the ultimate Dharma of Tathagatagharba.

A good place to start: http://www.nirvanasutra.net/buddhaandgod1.htm

main page: http://www.nirvanasutra.net/

:yo:

Thanks for those links, another bob. I do so love this kind of exploration. Baha'i doctrine recognizes all religions as coming from one source and so my conversion in 1983 meant that I had to study all sorts of religious texts outside the Judeo Christian traditions and reconcile differences that Christian theology had failed to address. So this debate is familiar as this very question came up again and again.
Here is something that might shed further light:


c. The Absolute. ...Gautama Buddha speaks of the Supramundane (lokuttara, lokottara) or Unconditioned (asankhata, asamskrita). Being beyond this world, we have no adequate words to speak of the Absolute. The following is the Buddha's description of it in the famous Udana passage in the Khuddaka Nikaya: "There is, O monks, an Unborn, Unoriginated, Uncreated, Unformed. Were there not, O monks, this Unborn, Unoriginated, Uncreated, Unformed, there would be no escape from the world of the born, originated, created, formed. Since, O monks, there is an Unborn, Unoriginated, Uncreated, Unformed, therefore is there an escape from the born, originated, created, formed. What is dependant, that also moves; what is independent does not move" (Udana 8:3). Nagarjuna, the founder of the Madhyamika school of Buddhism, argues from this passage that without the acceptance of an Ultimate Reality (Paramartha) there can be no deliverance (nirvana) (Madhyamika Karikas, cited in Murti 235).

Baha'u'llah similarly speaks of an entity, an Unknowable Essence, of which nothing can be predicated: "To every discerning and illumined heart it is evident that God, the unknowable Essence, the divine Being, is immensely exalted beyond every human attribute, such as corporeal existence, ascent and descent, egress and regress . . . He standeth exalted beyond and above all separation and union, all proximity and remoteness. No sign can indicate His presence or His absence" (KI 98). Such passages in the writings of Baha'u'llah correlate strongly with the writings of Nagarjuna where he argues for the emptiness of all dogmatic positions (shunyata of drishti, see Murti 140-142).

Also fruitful for a further consideration of the relationship between the Baha'i scriptures and Buddhism are certain concepts developed in the Mahayana schools, such as the concept of jiriki (own power) and tariki (other power) in Pure Land Buddhism. "


About proximity of God...even though the above text makes it seem as if He were distant, in another passage Bahaullah says "I am closer than your life vein."

it is a fact that many books have been written which interpret religious text through a lens of error...
How many times did I read that Baha'is do not believe in reincarnation, in books written by converts who were formerly Christian, before I came across Baha'u'llah's own words to the contrary.

So now my understanding is this, that yet another rebirth is not to be believed in, unless chosen by the self. But pre -existence is in the Bahai holy texts even though it didn't make it into later scripture by the Guardian, Shoghi Effendi. Anyway, he was wrong on other things, too, as I later found out.
That's how revelation gets diluted to the point that the original essence after a few millennia is misunderstood, misintepretaded and mistranslated.
And that is why Bahaullah insisted on education, so that every human being could study scripture "with your own eyes and not the eyes of thy neighbor".
Simply seeking higher truth in this way will lead to it's discovery.
Seek and ye shall find, etc...

[ulli]

I just found the passage which to me mentions reincarnation in Bahaullahs writings. It is in a letter addressed to a minister of the Shah of Persia who is being admonished for his arrogance.

http://reference.bahai.org/en/t/b/GWB/gwb-113.html

“From it (earth) have We created you, and unto it will We return you, and out of it will We bring you forth a second time.” This is what God ordained unto all them that dwell on earth, be they high or low. It behoveth not, therefore, him who was created from dust, who will return unto it, and will again be brought forth out of it, to swell with pride before God, and before His loved ones, to proudly scorn them, and be filled with disdainful arrogance. Nay, rather it behoveth thee and those like thee to submit yourselves to them Who are the Manifestations of the unity of God, and to defer humbly to the faithful, who have forsaken their all for the sake of God, and have detached themselves from the things which engross men’s attention, and lead them astray from the path of God, the All-Glorious, the All-Praised."

Ok, back to sleep now...I have a long and busy day ahead of me. Please send protection and energy.
Love, Love, Love.

[PurpleLama]

It was the use of the term detachment that gave me pause and fed my confusion until I arrived at one point, meditating, realizing within myself that which is intransient, eternal, and that it's not so much a detachment and withdrawing from the mundane, material experience so much is it's a call to attach to that which is indeed eternal, and the recognition must apply not only within myself, but to every living thing, and from this seed a clearer understanding of what compassion is has grown. In studying all the various ancient religions I've ever applied the lens of my own discernment, and although Buddhism was oft explained as an atheistic religion it seemed to me that the Buddha was trying to get his followers to see God, not as an entity, but rather God In Everything. It's funny, ulli, that of all religions I somehow missed Bahai, and had only heard reference to it once, in 2009, when a friend who was familiar somewhat stopped me in the middle of a conversation to recommend it to me, because what views I was attempting to expound upon reminded him so much of some of the ideas within that religion.

[PurpleLama]

Redundancy is the theme of today is redundancy.

[ulli]

It was the use of the term detachment that gave me pause and fed my confusion until I arrived at one point, meditating, realizing within myself that which is intransient, eternal, and that it's not so much a detachment and withdrawing from the mundane, material experience so much is it's a call to attach to that which is indeed eternal, and the recognition must apply not only within myself, but to every living thing, and from this seed a clearer understanding of what compassion is has grown. In studying all the various ancient religions I've ever applied the lens of my own discernment, and although Buddhism was oft explained as an atheistic religion it seemed to me that the Buddha was trying to get his followers to see God, not as an entity, but rather God In Everything. It's funny, ulli, that of all religions I somehow missed Bahai, and had only heard reference to it once, in 2009, when a friend who was familiar somewhat stopped me in the middle of a conversation to recommend it to me, because what views I was attempting to expound upon reminded him so much of some of the ideas within that religion.
It's easy to miss as it is new and has relatively few followers. Probably less than 5 million worldwide. Instead of mass conversion the emphasis was on spreading to every corner of the globe.
Baha'is were thus encouraged to leave their home countries and settle in remote regions to establish localities...groups of nine Bahais who could then form what is called LSA or local spiritual assembly. No clergy, no missionaries, just volunteers and they were called pioneers. No salaries either, they had to provide for themselves. Thus former lawyers became taxi drivers, or opened pizza restaurants.

[Anchor]

This is not a quiet one...

Elsewhere on the forum today, someone asked about Uriel, and it bought to mind a banishing ritual I have used in times past. (http://www.kheper.net/topics/Hermeticism/LBR.htm) In it, four archangels are invoked for protection and the banishing within a space of unwanted things: Uriel, Raphael, Michael and Gabriel.

I was re-listening to Kate Bush's album, the Directors Cut and noticed the lyrics of the track, Lily. Some of the elements of the ritual are (abstractly) embedded within it.


Oh thou, who givest sustenance to the universe
From whom all things proceed
To whom all things return
Unveil to us the face of the true spiritual sun
Hidden by a disc of golden light
That we may know the truth
And do our whole duty
As we journey to thy sacred feet

Well I said
"Lily, Oh Lily I don't feel safe
I feel that life has blown a great big hole
Through me"
And she said
"Child, you must protect yourself
I'll show you how with fire"

Gabriel before me
Raphael behind me
Michael to my right
Uriel on my left side
In the circle of fire

I said
"Lily, Oh Lily I'm so afraid
I fear I am walking in the Veil of Darkness"
And she said
"Child, take what I say
With a pinch of salt
And protect yourself with fire"

Gabriel before me
Raphael behind me
Michael to my right
Uriel on my left side
In the circle of fire

Here is her song, with a fan made video.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GaWr_tvGnMg

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This song is stuningly beautiful. I love using it to center and never get tired of hearing it:

xjSH-MDvARA

We are never alone

We certainly are not alone. Me, myself and I are great company.

Is there anybody out there is synonymous with what I take to be another important question... is there anybody in there :)

[PurpleLama]

Part of the invocation I've used when needed:

I call Raphael to the east
Michael to the south
Gabriel to the west
Uriel to the north
Father above
Mother below
And Child within

[Beren]

Angels are coming in many forms since they can take any shape suited for particular mind and soul to understand their message.

So some can be soldiers of power unimagined but very next moment they can be butterflies on your shoulder bringing a smile on your face...

[eaglespirit]

Part of the invocation I've used when needed:

I call Raphael to the east
Michael to the south
Gabriel to the west
Uriel to the north
Father above
Mother below
And Child within

Shamanic, Native American, Indigenous...

[PurpleLama]

In other news: all twenty blue jade corn in the front yard have sprouted, as are all twelve moon and stars watermelons, and the purple koronis beans and blue corn in the three sisters mega-mound are peeking out just a tiny bit. Planted five more hot peppers, habeneros, to go with the five fatali peppers already in the designated hot pepper area. Also planted yesterday, five "christmas" lima beans and four petit gris de rennes melons. The ground cherry also has begun to sprout. I am chomping at the bit for my red malabar "spinach" to do it's thing, but no sign of it, yet. Aside from the most recently sown, and the peppers which seem to take a little longer to germinate, everything has shown themselves, so far.

Hi, my name is "PurpleLama", and I am addicted to dirt. I can see myself, when I finally run out of room in my own yard, sneaking over to the neighbors in the middle of the night and planting there, too. They wake up one morning with dirt mounds all over the place and little stakes in the ground with labels, okra, beans, tomatoes, ect.

[Lisab]

Purplelama the guerilla gardener. Love it!

[another bob]

Thanks for those links, another bob. I do so love this kind of exploration. Baha'i doctrine recognizes all religions as coming from one source and so my conversion in 1983 meant that I had to study all sorts of religious texts outside the Judeo Christian traditions and reconcile differences that Christian theology had failed to address. So this debate is familiar as this very question came up again and again....

Hiya Ulli and All!

What I have found in the course of over a half century delving into these matters is that folks are using different terms to communicate what is essentially the same experience. However, those who have not had the experience, but rely on words, will create divisions out of ignorance, where no division actually exists. For example, Tibetan Buddhists speak of the "Clear Light", and the "Basis", which is actually the same thing pointed to by others who use the term "Source" or "Absolute", or "Supreme Self", or "Tathagatagharba". Two Zen Buddhist masters with whom I studied often spoke of God (Suzuki and Joshu Sasaki).
Once one has had the experience of reality, one does not need to rely on others' opinions about reality, in the same way that, once one has tasted water, they know for themselves if it is hot or cold, bitter or sweet. After having a near death experience, for example, you will find few (if any) atheists, or those who imagine that there is no afterlife. They no longer need to debate the issue. It is plain and clear.
Buddhists use terms such as Bodhicitta and Maitri, that communicate the same thing that others would mean by selfless, or unconditional, love. For them, it is a sign of awakening, when Bodhicitta or Maitri are present, and certainly not a sign of delusion or attachment. Moreover, in Buddhist history, some of the greatest realizers have been householders with family. Laymen Pang's story is an excellent one that come immediately to mind.
My point is that it is too easy to stop and be content with the conventional dogmas, but if we are truly committed to what's real, then we need to go beyond reliance on words and concepts and plunge directly into the heart of the matter ourselves. Only then can we be truly satisfied.

:yo:

[Samsara]

c3JHLJwLdRc

Gray clouds move by

A rabbit runs

The trees are black

A woodsman calls

A woman cries

I see the moon

And still

I hear your name

And still

I hear your name

A garden wall

A misty rain

Cold stars look down

Dark shadows dance

The dragon moans

An endless sky

And still

I see your face

And still

I see your face

The night is still

Wind sinks and soars

The owl flies

The earth lies cold

A haunted room

Love's desperate hour

And still

I feel your touch

And still

I feel your touch

And still

I hear your name

And still

I see your face

And still

I feel your touch

[Jenci]

Checking in with the village from the road.

I need some help -a relative of mine needs help. My niece tried to commit suicide the other night 2 nights ago. She is still alive and going to pull through. Her name is Candace she's 20 yrs old and such a little dove. She really needs your prayers and is open.


Blessings everyone

Love

Nora

Hi, this is for Candace to read, if you do not mind. It is a word coming from my 15 years old daughter who accepted to write a word to Candace when she heard of her misfortune,

Hey dear little Dove :) I am sorry to hear that you are ready to end your life. I got to admit that we are pretty much in a tough cruel world. But think about it, if everyone like you left this world, nobody good would be left on this planet and this planet wont be saved.

I know that it`s hard to wake up everyday knowing that you might get hurt. I live the same thing and i got to admit that it`s hard to find motivation to live. But i find my motivation with music. Do you have any passion? If you dont, maybe you should try new things and get your mind off of what ever is going on in your life. And if you do have a passion, then use it to distract you and to especially get goals in life. Dreams and goals are what makes me want to keep living and going through the hard times.

Im only 15 so i dont really know how to completely help you. But i know that if you find love in your heart, everything will be ok... And maybe you think that no one loves you.. well i dont know who loves you, but i love you. Yes i don't know who you are, but you deserve to be loved and i am ready to give you love and sympathie. I'm sure i'm not the only one like that out there. So there are certainly a few people who just simply love you (starting with your aunt).

Even if i'm 15, i went through many thoughs times. But love, my passion and ALOT of crying always helped me get through. I wish i could help you more. But i tried the best i can. Anyways, remember that your aunt loves you and a random canadian 15 year old cares about you. Dont give up! God put you on this earth for a reason. And maybe someday i will write a song for you :)


Well hasn't your young lady grown up through her experiences, Flash.

That's a beautiful letter that she has written. Our suffering gives us the ability to empathise with others who suffer and that means that we have the ability to reach out and comfort them.

You must be very proud of her :hug:
Jeanette

[another bob]

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Gray clouds move by

A rabbit runs

The trees are black

A woodsman calls

A woman cries

I see the moon

And still

I hear your name

And still

I hear your name

A garden wall

A misty rain

Cold stars look down

Dark shadows dance

The dragon moans

An endless sky

And still

I see your face

And still

I see your face

The night is still

Wind sinks and soars

The owl flies

The earth lies cold

A haunted room

Love's desperate hour

And still

I feel your touch

And still

I feel your touch

And still

I hear your name

And still

I see your face

And still

I feel your touch



Being calls to itself. Love answers.

Unafraid, we wander into the innermost chorus of this love call, answering with our whole being, and lose ourselves so completely in this touch our presence becomes transfigured.

The diamond radiance of this transformation is the boon of exquisite remembrance transmitted in our every touch, in the way we weave the love we are into the robes we wear at our homecoming in light.

It is the utter simplicity of touch itself, of being touched, without subject, without object –
only this touching, touching.

This is for everyone, all are beautiful lovers.

Whether in mind, body, heart, or soul – every being feels this touch.

Everybody is this touching, this perfect satisfaction of Heart’s outstretched fingers, caressing itself from the silence of its own source into life, gratitude, Godhood.

Anything other than the most humble submission to this touch is merely a lingering selfishness.

Now, spiraling out to us in primal urge to feel its own pulse, to circle its own zero and know itself as the touch that grants galaxies light, this Love, irresistible, shifts us fearlessly into each other like blended echoes, vanishing in a singing transparency of air.

What remains — these fingers splaying out in shimmering motion along your spine, stretched before me in the spoon of exquisite remembrance, light wound around this vertebrae bliss, cupping the fragrance of our union in the mudra of happiness itself — not anything with name or form, not a memory of, not a wished for thing, not even a whisper, a touch . . .

[Jenci]

Thanks for those links, another bob. I do so love this kind of exploration. Baha'i doctrine recognizes all religions as coming from one source and so my conversion in 1983 meant that I had to study all sorts of religious texts outside the Judeo Christian traditions and reconcile differences that Christian theology had failed to address. So this debate is familiar as this very question came up again and again....

Hiya Ulli and All!

What I have found in the course of over a half century delving into these matters is that folks are using different terms to communicate what is essentially the same experience. However, those who have not had the experience, but rely on words, will create divisions out of ignorance, where no division actually exists. For example, Tibetan Buddhists speak of the "Clear Light", and the "Basis", which is actually the same thing pointed to by others who use the term "Source" or "Absolute", or "Supreme Self", or "Tathagatagharba". Two Zen Buddhist masters with whom I studied often spoke of God (Suzuki and Joshu Sasaki).
Once one has had the experience of reality, one does not need to rely on others' opinions about reality, in the same way that, once one has tasted water, they know for themselves if it is hot or cold, bitter or sweet. After having a near death experience, for example, you will find few (if any) atheists, or those who imagine that there is no afterlife. They no longer need to debate the issue. It is plain and clear.
Buddhists use terms such as Bodhicitta and Maitri, that communicate the same thing that others would mean by selfless, or unconditional, love. For them, it is a sign of awakening, when Bodhicitta or Maitri are present, and certainly not a sign of delusion or attachment. Moreover, in Buddhist history, some of the greatest realizers have been householders with family. Laymen Pang's story is an excellent one that come immediately to mind.
My point is that it is too easy to stop and be content with the conventional dogmas, but if we are truly committed to what's real, then we need to go beyond reliance on words and concepts and plunge directly into the heart of the matter ourselves. Only then can we be truly satisfied.

:yo:


Hi Bob
I have an Adyashanti talk and he is talking about consciousness/awareness/God/source and he says 'I don't care what you call it, call it Coca-cola if you want'

What he was saying was that the word was unimportant and doesn't define what it actually is.

He says he will often switch and change the words he uses to describe things deliberately in his teachings so that people don't grasp onto an idea as soon as they hear a word and say "that's what he is talking about" because this is only be a concept, nothing at all like the direct experience of what he is talking about.

Jeanette

[another bob]

Hi Bob
I have an Adyashanti talk and he is talking about consciousness/awareness/God/source and he says 'I don't care what you call it, call it Coca-cola if you want'

What he was saying was that the word was unimportant and doesn't define what it actually is.

He says he will often switch and change the words he uses to describe things deliberately in his teachings so that people don't grasp onto an idea as soon as they hear a word and say "that's what he is talking about" because this is only be a concept, nothing at all like the direct experience of what he is talking about.

Jeanette

Thanks, Sister!

Adya is an excellent example of someone who has transcended the traditional belief system and actually awoken to the reality behind the concepts, doctrines, and dogmas. Moreover, as he points out, it is nothing special to do so, since reality is actually who and what we are. The true challenge is to embody this recognition or insight into our original, or prior, nature, in the way we live and relate with each other.

Blessings!

[another bob]

A revelatory little book I recently was turned on to:


Greaves, Helen: TESTIMONY OF LIGHT


This wonderful message was telepathically transmitted to Helen Greaves by a close friend who had recently died. It has the power to lift us up into the peace of the soul, the peace that comes when we recognize that the Spirit we seek is, and has always been, there for us in its totality. The only thing that limits it, is our own capacity to receive.


The peace which passes all understanding

I am finding peace. I am at peace. I am absorbed into the atmosphere of peace. I have found tranquillity to the measure in which I can accept and appreciate it. I no longer need to strive and struggle, as I did in the earth life. Always there I worked too hard. I strove. I battled forward. I followed every channel, every path which seemed to lead to that 'break-through' of the Spirit for which my soul yearned so deeply. I obeyed the precepts, followed the doctrines, studied and examined all theories which could 'explain' the Spirit; drove myself with the whip of an iron will, read, marked, digested the sciences (so called) of the human mind and its reactions to stimuli, as well as the human psyche and its reaching forward into revelation. All this with a great purpose, as I supposed, of Illumination. I strove always for the 'break-through' to Spirit, union with the soul, contact with the Great Forces, and always, driving my mind and my personal will was the hope, the glory, the bliss of a 'break-through' to Spirit. And now as I look back over my earth life, I realise that so much was illusion.
I sought the Spirit and the Spirit was there all the time.


'He came unto His own and His own received Him not.'

As I rest now in this Reality I see, with sadness, the truth of those words. I knew Him not. I struggled, fasted, sought for what was already present, perfect and everlasting within me. Like most of us in the body life I was in illusion; lost in glamour. I looked for the Spirit to reveal itself to me, when all that was necessary was 'relaxation unto God'. The Spirit was always with me, veiled because physical sight could not view it. The great secret of finding that Spirit was the 'letting go' of self. I, who longed so much for the touch of the divine, who dedicated my life to religious work, who read lives of the saints for their examples, who delved into the sciences of psychology, extra-sensory perception and all psychic phenomena, as well as into the occult sciences, who denied myself the usual sensual and reproductive life of a human being; who truly tried to obey the precepts of the Master, as related in the New Testament, I had not accepted the simple Reality of those words: 'Behold, I am with you even unto the end'. I had not been able to let go, and let the Spirit absorb me. As I now see my thoughts, actions, aspirations from this angle, I am realising that the very tenseness of my striving was my undoing and it barred the way to that very union for which my soul longed. I battered at the Veil which hid the Face of Divinity, trying by my mind and will to tear it away; the more intense my thought, the more real did I create the illusion. For the Veil was, as I now realise, the Veil of my own setting.



Relax and allow

Light, Divinity, Reality ... all-pervading consciousness ... were there for my acceptance. Much greater progress would have been made by 'letting go' of all these human images and by allowing the Spirit to absorb me. Relax and allow the Spirit to stream through you. Swim with the tide of the Spirit. That is the great lesson I am learning here as I review my mistakes. Now I am 'in the Spirit' ... There was no 'break-through' to Spirit, of which I once, so glibly, talked. There is only a gradual absorption of that amount, or degree, of Spirit which the openness of the soul can accept. This degree, as I appreciate now, must be governed by the Law of Progress, for the Spirit is never limited, only ourselves, as receptacles, govern the degree of its entrance. This is indeed a salutary lesson.


The purpose of life on earth

I am aware too that in the last life experience I but repeated old struggles. None of it was new. No adventure into matter, into the exterior, is ever entirely fresh or untried. It has all been worked to its end perhaps hundreds of times before, though under different circumstances, perhaps in different worlds. I can not be sure of that yet; and it will be worked again and again until we, as souls, learn to 'carry the Light' with us, through our personalities.
Free will, the development of the logical mind, the illusions of the senses, all these tend to extinguish, or at least, to dim, the Light of Divinity. Now I perceive more clearly, for I am no longer cluttered by illusions, that the great purpose of life in matter is to illumine matter with Spirit.
Even here, in my new life, I have been rushing hither and thither in search of adventure, of experience, of progress and such as I have discovered I have tried to relate in my account.
But now, I let go. I seek for nothing. I absorb and am absorbed by the Spirit of Light, Love, Beauty. I know that I am being remade. Consciousness is expanding to acknowledge and accept the fact of being a Child of the Living Light, of already having, in consciousness, all that is needed and reflecting as much of the Spirit as my awareness will permit.


Just concentrate on giving

Life still goes on about me. The work of helping others who may be also bogged down in their illusions of separativeness still occupies me and is a joy. I no longer crave to pass on to the next stage, that of being allowed to be a student in the outer courts of the Universities here. Such glorious adventure will be mine when my consciousness is ready for it. Until such awareness is alive and active in me and I have achieved the maintenance of the deep tranquillity of this knowledge, I am content to remain here, and to benefit by the loving atmosphere.
Until this new peace has become an integrated part of me, until all old regrets have been dissolved in love and service, until I have learned to rest completely in this new consciousness of the Spirit, I shall remain where I am. Time, as we reckoned it, does not exist here. Consciousness has taken its place. By the degree of consciousness of the Spirit can we measure the extent of, the habitation of, varying states in our onward progress. To you still in the concept of time, this could be months, years, centuries. For me now the state of consciousness of living Spirit and the serenity such consciousness works in my soul, is my present and my future in this Life Everlasting.


From Testimony of Light, 1969 by Helen Greaves, published in the UK in 2005 by Rider Books.

[Jenci]

Hi Bob
I have an Adyashanti talk and he is talking about consciousness/awareness/God/source and he says 'I don't care what you call it, call it Coca-cola if you want'

What he was saying was that the word was unimportant and doesn't define what it actually is.

He says he will often switch and change the words he uses to describe things deliberately in his teachings so that people don't grasp onto an idea as soon as they hear a word and say "that's what he is talking about" because this is only be a concept, nothing at all like the direct experience of what he is talking about.

Jeanette

Thanks, Sister!

Adya is an excellent example of someone who has transcended the traditional belief system and actually awoken to the reality behind the concepts, doctrines, and dogmas. Moreover, as he points out, it is nothing special to do so, since reality is actually who and what we are. The true challenge is to embody this recognition or insight into our original, or prior, nature, in the way we live and relate with each other.

Blessings!

I agree Bob


From End of your World by Adyshanti p217 About the author

Adyashanti (whose name means "primordial peace") dares all seekers of peace and freedom to take the possibility of liberation in this life seriously. He began teaching in 1996, at the request of his Zen teacher with whom he had been studying for fourteen years. Since then many spiritual seekers have awakened to their true nature while spending time with Adyashanti.....

Adya says, "If you filter my words through any tradition or 'ism', you will miss altogether what I am saying. The liberating truth is not static; it is alive. It cannot be put into concepts or be understood by the mind. The truth lies beyond all forms of conceptual fundamentalism. What you are is the beyond -- awake and present, here and now already. I am simply helping you to realize that."

[Belle]

The quotes from Helen Greaves book, "Testimony of Light" reminds me of the only passage I can remember from the book "God Calling" by the Two Listeners iirc read many, many years ago.

In reference to the scripture from Matthew 5:48 "Be ye therefore perfect as your heavenly Father is perfect", the passage in the book said something like "Do not be too ready to do, just be. I said, "Be ye therefore perfect" not "do" perfect things."

That phrase of 'just be, not do perfect things' has shaped my life experiences and outlook more than I had realized.

[PurpleLama]

In case any Here and Nowers have missed it, another post of this crazy guy:

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[RunningDeer]

Hi Bob
I have an Adyashanti talk and he is talking about consciousness/awareness/God/source and he says 'I don't care what you call it, call it Coca-cola if you want'

What he was saying was that the word was unimportant and doesn't define what it actually is.

He says he will often switch and change the words he uses to describe things deliberately in his teachings so that people don't grasp onto an idea as soon as they hear a word and say "that's what he is talking about" because this is only be a concept, nothing at all like the direct experience of what he is talking about.

Jeanette

Thanks, Jeanette. I've just downloaded, Adyashanti's "Falling into Grace".

Peace,:ranger:
Paula

[RunningDeer]

Ok, back to sleep now...I have a long and busy day ahead of me. Please send protection and energy.
Love, Love, Love.
Done, Ulli ... http://www.pic4ever.com/images/computer3.gif


http://i1262.photobucket.com/albums/ii610/WhiteCrowBlackDeer/Bryce/11b-1.jpg

[Lisab]

In case any Here and Nowers have missed it, another post of this crazy guy:

BgBr1pt9r44

Adinkadinkadinka the joy I feel insiiiide!!! Awesome!

[Mark]

Buddha did not teach of the existence of God. Or of a soul.

Brother, I also once thought that way, due to insufficient research (as it so turned out), and so do a lot of Buddhists in the West. However, that belief is incorrect. My own direct experience, as well as that of many whom I hold in high esteem, has shown me otherwise. It took me some time to reconcile the view of Buddhism, as it was commonly presented in the West, with that of say, Ramana Maharshi, as well as with what I had been directly shown. Only after several decades of practice did I come upon a text that revealed what I had long suspected.
Please refer to the Mahayana Mahaparinirvana Sutra, Buddha's final summation of the Dharma, to clarify your understanding. There is much more to all this than meets the eye. Don't be misled by terms and religious provincialism. Direct experience is best, where the truth becomes plain and obvious, but short of that, check out this magnificent document, which places the Prajna Paramita literature in its true context, as intermediate teaching expedients, while revealing the ultimate Dharma of Tathagatagharba.

Well, I just wanted to reply quickly - and shortly - to Ulli, not debate the existence of God. LOL But since you want to go deeper, I understand Buddhism inherited much of the understanding of Hinduism with the 6 classes of Beings, including Gods. Which, according to tradition, the Buddha surpasses - as even they remain subject to karma and reincarnation - and also teaches.

I also fully understand the concepts that webpage explains. I understand it as being the same "God Within" argument that the Gnostics use, which is quite valid, imho. It is the Self as realized One, which is All, which is "God". This understanding holds space for those who wish to discard the Western understanding of God as represented by the universalizing religions, by concentrating upon their own development and process of becoming realized and, eventually, a Bodhisattva, and then, a Buddha. It is equally valid, for those so choosing, to state their is no God, as it is to state that God is within, or God is the Self.

I, personally, also have experienced this. Multiple times. All-pervasive love, Ultimate Consciousness, Being, Presence. Spiritual Awakening. Spontaneously and also as a transmission. A shift in consciousness following, leading to, Now. Always.

But such things can't be expressed simply, a conversation must evolve and deepen to get to the crux of the matter. Thank you for the link, though. Some great quotes:


'The Dharma which the Buddhas have taught is most excellent and superlative ...

This authentic Dharma alone has no time or season. If it is only seen with the

Dharma-eye and not with the physical eye, no simile can serve as an analogy

for it. It is unborn, unarisen, unabiding, not perishing, without beginning,

without end, unconditioned [asamskrta] and immeasurable. It provides a

dwelling for those who are homeless, a refuge for those without a refuge,

light for those without light ... it is unimpeded fragrance for places without

fragrance, it displays what cannot be seen, it is unwavering/ imperturbable,

it does not change ... it is tranquillity, the pinnacle of all dharmas. It can

utterly eradicate all the kleshas [mental and moral afflictions]; it is totally pure;

it is devoid of perceptual attributes [animitta], and it is liberated from perceptual

attributes. It is the ultimate dwelling-place of countless beings, it extinguishes

all the fires of samsara. It is the abode where the Buddhas disport themselves.

It is eternal and unchanging [aviparinama].' (translation by Stephen Hodge).

[Mark]

Adyashanti (whose name means "primordial peace") dares all seekers of peace and freedom to take the possibility of liberation in this life seriously. He began teaching in 1996, at the request of his Zen teacher with whom he had been studying for fourteen years. Since then many spiritual seekers have awakened to their true nature while spending time with Adyashanti.....

Adya says, "If you filter my words through any tradition or 'ism', you will miss altogether what I am saying. The liberating truth is not static; it is alive. It cannot be put into concepts or be understood by the mind. The truth lies beyond all forms of conceptual fundamentalism. What you are is the beyond -- awake and present, here and now already. I am simply helping you to realize that."

I just found him about 3 months ago, downloaded his text, 'enlightenment beyond traditions'.

I find his teachings excellent, especially in his insistence that the "Me" remains important and the "ego" is the tool used in order to maintain the connection to that deeper, realized state of Being and the world of the everyday senses.

Great discussion!

[ulli]

Thanks for those links, another bob. I do so love this kind of exploration. Baha'i doctrine recognizes all religions as coming from one source and so my conversion in 1983 meant that I had to study all sorts of religious texts outside the Judeo Christian traditions and reconcile differences that Christian theology had failed to address. So this debate is familiar as this very question came up again and again....

Hiya Ulli and All!

What I have found in the course of over a half century delving into these matters is that folks are using different terms to communicate what is essentially the same experience. However, those who have not had the experience, but rely on words, will create divisions out of ignorance, where no division actually exists. For example, Tibetan Buddhists speak of the "Clear Light", and the "Basis", which is actually the same thing pointed to by others who use the term "Source" or "Absolute", or "Supreme Self", or "Tathagatagharba". Two Zen Buddhist masters with whom I studied often spoke of God (Suzuki and Joshu Sasaki).
Once one has had the experience of reality, one does not need to rely on others' opinions about reality, in the same way that, once one has tasted water, they know for themselves if it is hot or cold, bitter or sweet. After having a near death experience, for example, you will find few (if any) atheists, or those who imagine that there is no afterlife. They no longer need to debate the issue. It is plain and clear.
Buddhists use terms such as Bodhicitta and Maitri, that communicate the same thing that others would mean by selfless, or unconditional, love. For them, it is a sign of awakening, when Bodhicitta or Maitri are present, and certainly not a sign of delusion or attachment. Moreover, in Buddhist history, some of the greatest realizers have been householders with family. Laymen Pang's story is an excellent one that come immediately to mind.
My point is that it is too easy to stop and be content with the conventional dogmas, but if we are truly committed to what's real, then we need to go beyond reliance on words and concepts and plunge directly into the heart of the matter ourselves. Only then can we be truly satisfied.

:yo:


Exactly, another bob. Still, it can help those who have not had the experience to know that such a vision is possible and that there are people who uphold it, so that they can contemplate it, or reject it, at least. Knowing that a choice exists can help the truth make itself known to someone who has signaled to the universe that they find the possibility attractive.

[another bob]

Well, I just wanted to reply quickly - and shortly - to Ulli, not debate the existence of God. LOL But since you want to go deeper, I understand Buddhism inherited much of the understanding of Hinduism with the 6 classes of Beings, including Gods. Which, according to tradition, the Buddha surpasses - as even they remain subject to karma and reincarnation - and also teaches.


Hiya Brother!

Here's a good link in that regard: http://www.accesstoinsight.org/lib/authors/jootla/wheel414.html

These devas and gods, btw, I see in the same light as some might regard ET (or ED). The further up one goes in terms of levels of awareness, the more interesting critters one may encounter. When I refer to Source, I am not speaking about these various entities.



I also fully understand the concepts that webpage explains.

Great! I figured as much, so I was actually more addressing the general audience that may not be familiar with the concepts expressed in that text, which actually supersede much of the prior, provisional Buddhist teachings with which folks who only have a cursory exposure to Buddhism might be typically privy to. As I mentioned, it was only after that translation became available about 8 years ago that I was able to see implications that reconciled what had previously been regarded as two separate and distinct streams of realization.



It is equally valid, for those so choosing, to state their is no God, as it is to state that God is within, or God is the Self.

I respect Ramakrishna's pragmatic ecumemism in that regard, in which he stated that, depending on one's level of awareness, all spiritual statements are true.

I also sympathize with Nargarjuna's Tetralemma, which states that, with reference to any a logical proposition X, there are four possibilities:

(affirmation) (negation) (both) equiv. (neither)



I, personally, also have experienced this. Multiple times. All-pervasive love, Ultimate Consciousness, Being, Presence. Spiritual Awakening. Spontaneously and also as a transmission. A shift in consciousness following, leading to, Now. Always.

Wonderful!



But such things can't be expressed simply, a conversation must evolve and deepen to get to the crux of the matter.

Maybe with some time-outs for ice cream and beet jelly rolls. . .


:yo:

[another bob]

...it can help those who have not had the experience to know that such a vision is possible and that there are people who uphold it, so that they can contemplate it, or reject it, at least. Knowing that a choice exists can help the truth make itself known to someone who has signaled to the universe that they find the possibility attractive.

Yes, and hence the great legacy of realizers' testimonies down through the ages. Perhaps someday there will even be those who find and examine the ancient archives of a 21st century online discussion forum called "Avalon", and reading through one of the threads, called "Here and Now", come upon such a vision, along with people who upheld it, so that they can contemplate it, or reject it, or scratch their heads and have a good laugh at the naivete of people back in those dark ages. LOL!

[Eram]

A revelatory little book I recently was turned on to:


Greaves, Helen: TESTIMONY OF LIGHT

As I now see my thoughts, actions, aspirations from this angle, I am realising that the very tenseness of my striving was my undoing and it barred the way to that very union for which my soul longed. I battered at the Veil which hid the Face of Divinity, trying by my mind and will to tear it away; the more intense my thought, the more real did I create the illusion. For the Veil was, as I now realise, the Veil of my own setting.

Relax and allow


Hi another bob,

What a beautiful transmission that was.

This is exactly what I am learning in this point in life, that letting go of self is indeed all about a 'relaxing and allowing'.
there are moments that I am trapped in the illusion of trying to storm the gates of heaven as you once put it so well and then I realise... ahhhh... no... just relax... and in my minds eye I see myself sitting down in a very comfortable beach chair :). Then everything is as it should be and I can feel that it is all about 'giving into it' in stead of 'trying to grab' it.

But... There is something that fits into this analogy perfectly which I don't understand and I would very much like to understand it, or know how to deal with it.

All my life, when I wanted to develop myself in music, art, sport, intellect, school... whatever... when I put my mind to it... I hit a wall. BENG!!!
It's almost the same wall that one hits when trying to storm the gates of heaven... or it feels like it anyway.
There are psychological aspects to it that I don't fully understand yet and I wont bother to try and explain them now too much.
It has to do with control, fear of failing, self denial and a little kid that want it HIS way or NO way.

It has made me into a man that doesn't challenge himself in any way.
I have set up a bed and breakfast where I make a living, but besides that... there is not much more.
I have no scholar degree, no developed music skills (which I would very much have wanted)... nothing, because of that wall I hit every time when I put myself to it.
For the last 6 years I stayed away of challenging myself in anyway that I know will lead me to this road of frustration.

Now, when I finally thought that there was something that I could develop..... astral travel... I find myself in the same position. It's going in the same direction. The wall that I hit upsets me to the point that I almost cease to be able to do my daily affairs.

It makes me wonder about my path of life. Which is the road that I should take.
One could reason that every sign in my life is flashing vigorously to focus only on the path of letting go of self.
but is it? Is this what I should do? Never challenge myself or try to get myself to get a skill in something, other then this letting go?

It makes me sad... It makes me feel like I'm in some kind psychological wheel chair. :yuck:


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anyway.......

Happy to see that there are also beautiful things in life, such as the almost magical description of purple Lama... acting as a night gardener in the garden of his neighbours. :P That was a mighty picture you painted there PL..... There must be a Universe where this picture has come to life. I even saw the whole picture in purple.

@Nora.... I hope Candace is doing a little better now. I'm not very used to giving love and energy in this way, but yesterday with Candace... I could feel a big flow of energy running through me when I focused on her. So to me that felt like she was very open to receiving.
Love, healing and peace to Candace!

[ulli]

That would indeed be cool. For now I'm impressed with the fact that we can discuss such maters while I'm in my seat on my plane. Triple security, today, so I asked why. Welcome to the fourth of July, was the reply. In three hours I'll be in Miami in my hotel.
Tomorrow on with my journey. Caribbean, here I come. There will be some reggae music from me next. Ulli the Rasta. Love to all.

[another bob]

It makes me wonder about my path of life. Which is the road that I should take.
One could reason that every sign in my life is flashing vigorously to focus only on the path of letting go of self.
but is it? Is this what I should do? Never challenge myself or try to get myself to get a skill in something, other then this letting go?

Hello, Brother!

These are very good inquiries! If you take a look at the testimonies of realizers down through the ages that I referred to in a post above, you'll find that most if not all encountered trememdous obstacles with which they had to contend, in order to come to their eventual awakening. Read the life of Milarepa, for one. In Zen Buddhism, for example, you will hear of folks who spent years working on a particular koan before their break-through. Each of us has a unique path, and you will find no real answers outside of yourself, although good teachers can be helpful with pointers and training and so forth. This is why I so resonate with my Friend, the poet Ikkyu, who noted, "The only koan is you."
The main thing is to not fall into self-pity or listen to that little voice that is full of whispering discouragement. You are a magnificent, powerful spiritual being, and are currently awakening to your own fundamental nature and condition. Don't let the croaking frogs of despair and distraction kick you around! Discard all that is less than true, and you won't have to find the truth, it will find you!

Blessings!

[Marianne]

Ulli, a safe and speedy journey to you!! Wrapping you in gossamer wings ... that might sound flimsy, but it's steely gossamer, glints and sparkles in the sun. It slices the bureaucratic nonsense like a knife, but cradles you in safety.

Waky, I'd like to sit with you in a comfy beach chair at the gates of heaven. I have asked your questions of myself. We can figure this out. Maybe AB has something more to say?

PL, do you have beets planted? We're going to need some if I'm making beet jelly for AB's beet jelly rolls, enough for the whole village and the visitors who wander by. I think the nature spirits are dancing with delight in your yard.

Continued support for Little Dove, much love to you and your family, Nora.

And love to all,
JB

Ah, I see AB has advice. Thank you. <3

[PurpleLama]

AB has something more to say?

PL, do you have beets planted? We're going to need some if I'm making beet jelly for AB's beet jelly rolls, enough for the whole village and the visitors who wander by. I think the nature spirits are dancing with delight in your yard.



I do have beets planted.

[benevolentcrow]

AB has something more to say?

PL, do you have beets planted? We're going to need some if I'm making beet jelly for AB's beet jelly rolls, enough for the whole village and the visitors who wander by. I think the nature spirits are dancing with delight in your yard.



I do have beets planted.

Maybe I will have to try this beet jelly, it might taste better than it sounds!

[DeDukshyn]

AB has something more to say?

PL, do you have beets planted? We're going to need some if I'm making beet jelly for AB's beet jelly rolls, enough for the whole village and the visitors who wander by. I think the nature spirits are dancing with delight in your yard.



I do have beets planted.

Maybe I will have to try this beet jelly, it might taste better than it sounds!

You will not be disappointed ;) It tastes pretty much like a black currant/raspberry/grape jelly. Some recipes will call for grape or raspberry jello but IMHO it doesn't need it. ;)

[eaglespirit]

This came up on google news about an hour ago.

Evidence of 'God particle' found...

http://www.usatoday.com/tech/science/story/2012-07-02/god-particle-evidence-cern/55981840/1

[benevolentcrow]

So sorry, we ate beet jelly and this is what happen... It was such a party in our mouth and we celebrated!

[leavesoftrees]

Speaking of David Lynch, here is Strange and unproductive thinking from Crazy clown time.. a little different from Hildegard

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You made me cry Bob. Soooooo beautifull. Thank you for that.

I had never heard this Angel's voice before. I just love it when this happens. The album is now on my wish list.

Mucho gracias!

An interesting story behind the album . . . David Lynch one day heard an ethereal voice in Topanga Canyon, tracked it down to Jocelyn, and talked her into doing a Hildegard album, which he "directed". It's one of my favorite renditions of the mystic's lovely songs, and I felt you would love it too!

Blessings!

[another bob]

speaking of david lynch...



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[Carmody]

Hey, Carmody, don't forget to share your interpretation of puddles and paper airplanes.

I've made no secret of the fact that in my earlier days, I was a 'gamer'. One of the original ones. (computer games)

Anyway, one night, a while back, i decided to give myself a break, and play a game.

In the game, there was a scene, they are called 'cut scenes', in the gaming area of things.

In the game, the scene, the one character said, while comfy and safe, drinking tea quietly at a tent, "Why didn't you kill me? why save me, why not just kill me with the others?" (He had just be recused by some Bedouin desert folk, from a battle he was loosing).

The Bedouin leader told him 'That would have been.....impolite. One must give help to even an enemy, when they are in distress."

He then looked at the man he had rescued and said, "So, American, are you my enemy?"

At that same moment I felt a ripple..and..the gaming system blew up. Fini. A write off.

So I put the machine away..and tried to figure out what went on. I started thinking about, well..'what was that all about?'

So I went to sleep about an hour later..and that is the night I dreampt about the whole paper airplane episode.

My conclusion, after your report back, is that we had been doing an overlay.

That this 'statement', from this character..that I was watching..must have been transmitted through to you (some time about 2:30am), and the oddness of the moment, as an encounter, in that connection, energetically speaking...may have caused that gaming system to let go.

Energetically, connectively, communicatively....a two way street.


Back from being on the road, back from my visit.

Purple,

Don't read too much into this, it is only a potential, or a minor hypothesis. Perhaps it is something else altogether. Perhaps some other form of clarity will emerge, regarding what I may think went on.

Perhaps I was given a hint to finally put the last dregs of my liking of gaming...to rest. One of the reasons I like the gaming is for the aspect of how it illustrates on deeper levels the connection that today's youth has to such things, the collective psyche it indicates and is. Knowing the shape of it intimately, might have some value. however, I've explored it enough to understand what it does... and have not delved into the latest versions of such collective 'problems'.

I also noted that Playdo has retired. Hope he is well.

[ViralSpiral]

*me waves @ Sheldon*



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:)

Playdo,has retired?
Energies have been overwhelming. Needed air. Hope MW enjoys his sojourn.

[Lisab]

That's a shame about Playdo. I loved his posts. I think Alekhan has gone too. I hope their both well. Il miss their presence here.

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Crazy clown time is a great album. Love Lynch

[ViralSpiral]

Loved this



'Have you contemplated and learned, while alive, and tried to apply? while in ignorance, have you still done your best to be your best, and to always learn more, share more, teach more, be more?'

Yes, she said.

Well then..pass!





and this...







Purple pills for everyone who forgets that "it's just a ride".


The sun, expressing herself


40yManVTdP0


Aaaaaand.... since I also passed, took the purple pill, stood in line for the ride, I [cue cliche], throw caution to the wind..



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Je suis tres fatigue

[astrid]

Last night in old house, and after a big day of weeding me is very sore.
Nearly dark now, so i will switch jobs and prepare to pack up my skelton
supplies here, and take a load over.

Feel like i can sleep for a week.
Been scanning the thread only, as thats all i have had time for,
miss you all...

Noticing a retirement and another sojourning,
and pondering the idea of filling in the gaps
with some sparkly light, given the times we are in.
Gaping holes in the threads aura a potential issue.
Just a thought.

[ViralSpiral]

Hello Astrid. Have been following your new house developments with joy! Thank you for sharing.
Your observation re "movements" is pertinent. Feelings of discombobulation will become ever present as the veils thin.
GlaxoSmithKline have to pay $3 billion to settle what government officials on Monday described as the largest case of healthcare fraud in U.S. history.



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[Lisab]

Ho'ponopono jewelery? I want some!

Patti Smith's on, The Slits and PJ Harvey next. Going to listen to the girls today. Maybe bring in some of those Divine Feminine Energies round here.

Nora I've been holding Candace in my heart.

Astrid we miss you too. Thanks from me too, for the updates.
Love to Ulli x

[astrid]

Ok..its done, no more gaps,
at least not for now.

[ViralSpiral]

Ho'ponopono jewelery? I want some!




Yes, the jewelery looks GORGEOUS!! Here the link. (http://www.intentionaltreasures.com/silver-and-gold/)


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[ulli]

Modwiz is being funny elsewhere
Someone commented one should get drunk drinking beer from a large horn, and MW replied 'wouldn't that make a horny drunk?' hahaha...good ol' Modwiz...

[Jenci]

A revelatory little book I recently was turned on to:


Greaves, Helen: TESTIMONY OF LIGHT

As I now see my thoughts, actions, aspirations from this angle, I am realising that the very tenseness of my striving was my undoing and it barred the way to that very union for which my soul longed. I battered at the Veil which hid the Face of Divinity, trying by my mind and will to tear it away; the more intense my thought, the more real did I create the illusion. For the Veil was, as I now realise, the Veil of my own setting.

Relax and allow


Hi another bob,

What a beautiful transmission that was.

This is exactly what I am learning in this point in life, that letting go of self is indeed all about a 'relaxing and allowing'.
there are moments that I am trapped in the illusion of trying to storm the gates of heaven as you once put it so well and then I realise... ahhhh... no... just relax... and in my minds eye I see myself sitting down in a very comfortable beach chair :). Then everything is as it should be and I can feel that it is all about 'giving into it' in stead of 'trying to grab' it.

But... There is something that fits into this analogy perfectly which I don't understand and I would very much like to understand it, or know how to deal with it.

All my life, when I wanted to develop myself in music, art, sport, intellect, school... whatever... when I put my mind to it... I hit a wall. BENG!!!
It's almost the same wall that one hits when trying to storm the gates of heaven... or it feels like it anyway.
There are psychological aspects to it that I don't fully understand yet and I wont bother to try and explain them now too much.
It has to do with control, fear of failing, self denial and a little kid that want it HIS way or NO way.

It has made me into a man that doesn't challenge himself in any way.
I have set up a bed and breakfast where I make a living, but besides that... there is not much more.
I have no scholar degree, no developed music skills (which I would very much have wanted)... nothing, because of that wall I hit every time when I put myself to it.
For the last 6 years I stayed away of challenging myself in anyway that I know will lead me to this road of frustration.

Now, when I finally thought that there was something that I could develop..... astral travel... I find myself in the same position. It's going in the same direction. The wall that I hit upsets me to the point that I almost cease to be able to do my daily affairs.

It makes me wonder about my path of life. Which is the road that I should take.
One could reason that every sign in my life is flashing vigorously to focus only on the path of letting go of self.
but is it? Is this what I should do? Never challenge myself or try to get myself to get a skill in something, other then this letting go?

It makes me sad... It makes me feel like I'm in some kind psychological wheel chair. :yuck:




Hi Wakytweaky,

Be very grateful for the wall; the psychological wheelchair. It is there to remind you that your job is not to make a decision about your life's direction. Keep trying to do that and you will keep hitting the wall.

Indecision comes from the mind. It's just its nature. This is what it does, it's the great problem solver and if you give it attention it will lead you on endless hours of options and possibilities, shall I, shan't I, do this, do that, blah, blah, blah....

It's not real and that is why when you follow it, you hit the wall.

All you need to do is be aware of your mind and its indecision. Don't try to change it or label it or judge it. Mind is just doing what it does.

Just be aware. Let the indecision sit in the field of Awareness. Shift your attention from the content of the indecision (the thoughts) and onto what else arises in this Awareness.

When you pay attention to what is arising you will notice that there is something else here that needs your attention.

It will be a feeling in the body. It could be fear, anger or sadness arising from not being able to make the decision. The feeling arising could be totally unrelated to the indecision. This is for you to discover. These feelings that are arising are what needs your attention.

The feeling is energy. Attention is more energy, which will start to move the feeling. It in movement it may become overwhelming, particularly if you are discovering something that the mind has been trying to cover up with its noise.

Allowing what needs to arise in Awareness takes courage and sincerity. When we have hit the wall enough times we realise that is the purpose of the wall to bring us to this point; when there is nothing left to do but just be with what is arising.


You may find it difficult at first to put attention on the feeling which is arising because it is likely all your life when you have thought you have had feelings your attention has been on your mind telling a story about the feeling. This is very different to feeling a feeling directly without giving attention to the mind's story about it.

To help focus your attention use your hand to locate where the feeling originates in your body. As you keep your attention on it, move your hand as the feeling moves.

I'll leave it there for now, I am in danger of making this complicated and it is not ....but you are exactly where you need to be right now :)

Jeanette

[astrid]

Full moon tomorrow.. and Pluto Square Uranus, if you haven't had an emotional catharsis yet in this moon cycle,
now is the opportunity ppls.

[Eram]

Thanks another Bob and Jenci,

food for contemplation...



Just be aware. Let the indecision sit in the field of Awareness. Shift your attention from the content of the indecision (the thoughts) and onto what else arises in this Awareness.

Jeanette

If I do this... Then there comes a feeling of sadness.
It has to do with my relation with my father. He was emotionally unavailable when I grew up and from that I created fear of failing.
So it is this sadness that needs air to breath then...

This might be a big one for me Jeanette.
Thank you very much for pointing this out.

[PurpleLama]

The moon is a great golden orb settling down upon the horizon, here and now.

[Jenci]

Thanks another Bob and Jenci,

food for contemplation...



Just be aware. Let the indecision sit in the field of Awareness. Shift your attention from the content of the indecision (the thoughts) and onto what else arises in this Awareness.

Jeanette

If I do this... Then there comes a feeling of sadness.
It has to do with my relation with my father. He was emotionally unavailable when I grew up and from that I created fear of failing.
So it is this sadness that needs air to breath then...

This might be a big one for me Jeanette.
Thank you very much for pointing this out.

Ah...there you go. That's it. And there may be more as it may unravel something which goes deeper. This is good you are aware.

Just be the Awareness which is the space to allow it, its full expression.

The space which is Awareness is not limited to the boundaries of your physical body. Its size is infinite and yet when we forget that and believe we are the body, we hold the feelings in the body. Once we realise we are Awareness, unlimited space, the feelings have a chance to be expressed and to move.

The more we allow these feelings to move as they are meant to, the more the truth will be revealed. :)

Jeanette

[ulli]

Thanks another Bob and Jenci,

food for contemplation...



Just be aware. Let the indecision sit in the field of Awareness. Shift your attention from the content of the indecision (the thoughts) and onto what else arises in this Awareness.

Jeanette

If I do this... Then there comes a feeling of sadness.
It has to do with my relation with my father. He was emotionally unavailable when I grew up and from that I created fear of failing.
So it is this sadness that needs air to breath then...

This might be a big one for me Jeanette.
Thank you very much for pointing this out.

Nothing creates failure like the fear of it. In my case it was the opposite...why did I become successful at such a young age and later became lazy? Because nothing was expected of me. I loved my father, I was a 'daddy's girl', and I felt sorry for him for having to work so hard all his life, stuck on that farm, and all the workers leaving to get better paid jobs in the steel mills in town. So I guess I wanted to impress him, hit the big time in swinging London. There was no fear there, just pure bravado.
Pure focus and desire on becoming rich and famous. Motivation and focus is everything. Would it have happened if I had been spiritual first? No way. But knowing spiritual reality also means that you get help from ancestors, guides, all those who know how hard it is to survive on this planet. They want the truth out, they want to know that their own lives wren't wasted....and will give support to anyone who helps the cause of higher truth. But one must develop a sensitivity to understand who is ready to receive and who is not. Many horses are being dragged to water who are not even thirsty.
Either way, Waky, you are very close to resolving this issue. Here and Now.

[ulli]

Woke up in my hotel room in the middle of the night, and quite disoriented. At first I had no idea where I was. Very strange feeling. Then I thought my wrist watch had stopped as it sowed a different time from my iPad which said it was around 4 am. Which means Miami time would be 6 am. So I pulled the curtains to look outside, which is the Miami airport, and it was still dark. So this really weirded me out. Until I clicked...my iPad had done a tracking job when I got connected to the Internet and figured without my help where it was. Going down to find me some scrambled egg and fruit breakfast now. Room service prices are just ridiculous.

[Lisab]

Have not long got back from a lovely walk along the front. It's lashing it down with rain, has been for weeks and I got soaked through to the skin. But I didn't mind. Stood looking out to sea, thinking man I love this world! If you live in Wales chances are you live up a hill,like me! Walked back up on tiptoes. Acheing now! I'm really enjoying 2012. The past few years have been hard for alot of us I think. People exiting etc. I ain't got no money in the bank! But life is good. God is great!

[1inMany]

Good Morning :)

I am soooooooo glad to be home! I had no idea I was so attached to this place until I spent 4 days away. It feels like it has been a month. The city was absolutely buzzing, and the peace here is just wonderful. I was pleasantly surprised that M was ready to come home. She is the city girl, or was, wanting to be back where there is always something going on. She is so glad to be back too, and that is shocking but makes my heart sing.

Peanut's surgery was a success from a medical standpoint, but from her mouth's standpoint was rather extensive. Bone graft above where her front tooth used to be, extensive infection gone, stitches all over the place. Took care of her, and Little One, for three days and it was exhausting but the most wonderful experience at the same time. I don't care if it was the hydrocodone talking, she was very open and shared so much...so much healing between us. I know there is pain buried, she will get through it in her own time. But loving her and caring for her was a tangible that she can hold on to.

Little One reminded me I am aging. Wow, a 4 year old is active...mind, body, soul...

Also spent some fun time with Em. She craves the Mom time, and at 13 I know how important it is.

Mike and I also spent some time together, which was greatly needed. The distance makes this difficult, but it is very important to keeping the relationship alive. And he was a calm during the weekend frenzy. He was himself. And that helped me immensely. He got me a bass guitar and an amp for my birthday, and it is so much fun! No, I'm not a bass player per se, he is. But it is so fun to sit down with some music on and pick out the bassline. I can manage simple 1-4-5 combinations, and even throw in a run or two simply by feeling the music. FUN!!! And another creative outlet.

M has a new girlfriend. If nothing else, this girl (M) keeps me from getting too comfortable. She opens her mouth to tell me something, and I wobble before I hear what it is lol...she forces me to find my equilibrium every day. I have learned, truly, to let everything she says or does go right through me. I hear it, I watch it, and there is goes. No judgment. Only love and support for my daughter. She does not live her life to shock, or to get attention from others, but she is truly an extreme person. She could definitely cause constant rumblings in one's foundation, if allowed...like constant aftershocks of an earthquake...

Remembering my mantra...it's okay. Whatever is happening in me or around me, it's okay.

Much Love to All,

[Samsara]

He got me a bass guitar and an amp for my birthday, and it is so much fun!

Happy belated birthday 1 !

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[ulli]

He got me a bass guitar and an amp for my birthday, and it is so much fun!

Happy belated birthday 1 !

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Looking at that picture: So now we know who was behind the Norway Spiral...

1inMany had a birthday? Happy Birthday!!