When God lends a hand

[Raskolnikov]

Posted by Matthew (here)
I strongly believe I have had divine intervention after divine intervention. My favorite was when God cured me of fleas. I prayed "Jesus my healer, rid me of these fleas or give me the knowledge to rid myself from these fleas". I then had the most surreal vision I couldn't even make up: half a lemon then me washing myself in it and going to bed all happy. Seriously, I thought "that wasn't from me", and just glared at these seemingly random mental images. After I had accepted them as a vision from Heaven I looked up lemons and fleas on the internet. I learnt D-Limonene which is extracted from lemons by steeping them (boiling for a few minutes then letting them sit in the water for four to eight hours), will kill fleas and flea eggs. After straining then washing myself in the steeped lemon water I went to bed. The fleas jumped to me and then died. I did this for a few mornings and bedtimes.

But there are others, so many others. I didn't play guitar, and refused to learn more than five open chords until my Church invited me to play 'bass guitar'. The strange thing was when the pastor was typing the message on WhatsApp to ask me to play bass guitar I knew exactly what the message was going to be about. There was no precedent for me knowing this, not ever played bass guitar, or for her to invite me to play it, so it wasn't as if I could have guessed, but I absolutely knew what message was that she was currently typing to me. I had played hand-drums and synth keyboards but not for the Church. I wasn't involved in the Church music, had never been asked nor had ever asked myself.

But I knew what she was going to ask me. I even started to respond to it, which made her stop typing. But then I thought it's weird enough already, I should let her type her message (that I knew what it was) because otherwise it's even more confusing. She finally finished her message, exactly as I expected with one addition: she had a bass guitar that she could lend me. I reluctantly accepted but a bit overwhelmed with the prospect of having to learn bass technique, and more music theory (that complements bass guitar really well, I mean I barely knew what a chord was.). I was getting stressed with the prospect of learning bass, but when she turned up with the guitar she was going to lend me, it turned out to be a regular 6 string electric guitar. This was a relief because that's easier (less foundational, structural and more mucking about over the top of the music).

A few weeks later, after spending my life rejecting the identity as a guitar player, mocking them saying "I refuse to play an instrument made of cheese wire", well, a few weeks later I was playing guitar in Church. I won't be the greatest guitar player but people have said they thought I'd played guitar for seven or eight years, but it's about a year and a half.

When God lends a hand it's not by any ritual, and boy His blessing overflows. It's like a blast domino effect of blessings emanating from you. God isn't the only one who lends a hand though, and non-God 'blessings' are weak, often involve ritual but not always, can backfire, and are generally a bit ****. I have more stories, some that make me cry because of God generosity and mercy for my friends and family, with timings and coincidences and such an unlikely chain of events that it's surely supernatural. But from my very stubborn point of view this supernatural power is from the Host of Hosts. I also believe in the supernatural power of fallen angels. If you literally want to meet Jesus Christ of Nazareth it's your personal privilege and you can ask in the secret place.

Great stories Matthew, thanks for sharing. Glad you've experienced plenty of supernatural and divine intervention in your life. "I refuse to play an instrument made of cheese wire"! And yet you do my friend. Very funny indeed. When you get down to it, music is one of the realms where we can actually feel divine intervention or connection in real time. You can sense it and actually see it when a musician is truly inspired and the music is coming from a greater force than themselves. I've experienced it myself, the feeling of letting go and really being in the moment, all judgments and thoughts suspended, just the feeling of being truly alive and in the moment. There's real power in music and sometimes the cheese wire comes alive.

Posted by Ernie Nemeth (here)
A treatise could be written about the difference between to believe and to know.

Some might say it is the difference between an angel or God lending a hand...

Agreed. To believe and to know, that's the kicker. Someone should write that treatise. We see it all around us, people believe Charlie Kirk was a nazi while in reality they know nothing.

Posted by Sue (Ayt) (here)
What I do not enjoy is when people rush in to "rain on our parades."
No one asked for opinions on this thread, but for personal experiences shared.
(if you can't participate in the fun, better to stay home)
People that do this are also known as "Debbie Downers"

Thanks Sue, nobody likes a Debbie Downer!

[Mike Gorman]

Religion really has a lot to answer for, the intellectual stifle that zealotry produces is so very oppressive and counter to the questing human spirit: all of the great leaps forward & most significant discoveries have been in defiance of the Catholic church in the distant past: more recently the dogma of Science itself has become a secular religion and seeks to command us all to bow before 'Peer Review' as if this is an absolute which cannot be questioned, despite these 'Peer groups' falling prey to the deep pockets of funding - "publish these findings & your career is assured; or your tenure is approved: while religion has worked to provide education & enlightened values to flourish over the past centuries, it has also worked to keep the people in their place while the ruling ecclesiastical powers cooperate with the political ambitions of whatever state is then in power: a "mixed blessing" indeed!
Can you tell that I am a once Catholic? Hahaha.

[Raskolnikov]

Posted by Mike Gorman (here)
Religion really has a lot to answer for, the intellectual stifle that zealotry produces is so very oppressive and counter to the questing human spirit: all of the great leaps forward & most significant discoveries have been in defiance of the Catholic church in the distant past: more recently the dogma of Science itself has become a secular religion and seeks to command us all to bow before 'Peer Review' as if this is an absolute which cannot be questioned, despite these 'Peer groups' falling prey to the deep pockets of funding - "publish these findings & your career is assured; or your tenure is approved: while religion has worked to provide education & enlightened values to flourish over the past centuries, it has also worked to keep the people in their place while the ruling ecclesiastical powers cooperate with the political ambitions of whatever state is then in power: a "mixed blessing" indeed!
Can you tell that I am a once Catholic? Hahaha.

No one saw that coming Mike, lol. Since I’m a little surprised that more haven’t contributed experiences of feeling at one with God, of God lending a hand, and since most seem intent on discussing the pros and cons of organized religion in light of Russian Bear’s account being retired, maybe we should have that discussion. Like you Matthew, I had some nice conversations with RB and considered him a friend. At one point, he said he was writing dissertations and giving lectures and was too busy to respond. I thought maybe he was a professor or teacher of some kind and had a long history of trial and error before becoming such a devout Orthodox Christian. It’s true I was a little put off by the incessant preaching nature of many of his posts but, with me at least, he seemed to break out of that rigid uniform at times and share a bit more. Being a huge fan of Russian literature, I was curious about the man behind the lectures/preaching. I had no idea he was only 25. A Bible in young hands can be a dangerous weapon. Some of the most challenging and life altering experiences of my life happened from age 25 to 30. As a result, I was a completely different person at 30 than I was at 25 (for the better), and again at 40, and 50. I still enjoyed and learned from some of his posts. But it becomes exasperating trying to have a rational conversation with someone who’s main thesis always falls back on:

Posted by Russian Bear (here)
In Orthodoxy, clairvoyance is considered a gift received not from God, but from the devil. The Church believes that people withhold this gift with the help of evil spirits—demons.

It just can’t be done. This righteous sense of believing you’re right when in reality you have no idea if you’re right because you’ve only read the books and haven’t had the real experience of “knowing” is a major short-coming in most religions. "Know thyself." Which quickly leads me back to your treatise Ernie on the difference between believing and knowing. This man gives a great example of the difference:

Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=yzPs-PeCTSQ

For me, it boils down to: How can one religion contain the only truth, the ONLY way back to God? By default this makes all other religions demonic and of the devil, or whatever name they give their nemesis. From this standpoint, organized religion is intolerant by its very nature and is basically just another way to view the other as the enemy, another way to create division, hatred, and war. You have nations, and you have religions, pair those with some propaganda and a fine chianti and you've got a recipe for endless killing. A bit simplistic sure, but why complicate it, haha. I don’t profess to know everything, but I knew enough to not take the shot and never put on a mask, and that’s something.

And the idea that all UFO’s are demonic is just not true. Of course this is just my belief and not my knowing yet, but after reading his books, my discernment tends to agree with James Gilliland on the visitors. It’s difficult to believe that all the activity around his ranch is coming from dark forces, the black helicopters sure, but not the ships. Here is a man who for all intents and purposes appears to be coming from a place of knowing and not just believing. He’s truly been through a lot and has somehow retained a good sense of humor. I also find myself aligning with his take on the Old Testament, that Jehovah was nothing but a technologically advanced but spiritually inept entity who wielded his powers just as foolishly as I did in my initial post. I tell ya guys, I can’t wait to read the real record of human history. That said, I pass the mic.

[White Cedar]

Ive always respected every religion and religious person, while they don't offend me,etc.


I like religion, i like ritual, i like symbolism, there is still true wisdom found in some religions, a smaller part, while the rest is a man made institution that was created by the cabal/illuminati of the old times to deceive, hide, disinform and control, unfortunately.


Gnostic teachings, the pure message of Jesus, that had no alterations made by others, was a different message than modern Christianity tells, this is not means of offense, but the powers that was in that time corrupted it when they created Church, this happened with most religions.


God is for all, in all with all, he likes love, goodness and peace, respect, harmony, he don't care if a good hearted person is atheist, he loves them much as anyone else, and prefer good heart over being part of a sect group.


Jesus message is 100% similar to hermetism, non duality (advaita vedanta), buddhism. It was monist.


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I have always had a open minded to infinite possibilites, spirituality, esotericism, magic, miracles since always, had always a feeling for it.


I'm not new age but i have studied and read like many off all those stuff about manifestation, quantum stuff, attraction, control over reality etc.


By studying and making tests, playing, trying for a long many years i discovered it's a matter of faith, not having mental blocks towards it, but there are divine rules behind it, bad people can't do this stuff well, they are not allowed, power are for those that can bear it with a pure heart. Also karma is above it, we are not free to do anything actually, there are Higher forces not just guiding but moving us.


Over all those experimentations i could say many smaller experiences, but what i wanna tell is that i discovered i was able to clear Chemtrails from the sky and HAARP wave patterns in clouds in my town just by faith+visualization+intent+will, I'm doing it for 3 years and always work, every time i saw those ugly HAARP patterns i would do it , in 30 minutes the pattern would vanish and beautiful natural clouds would be left, bright clear sky. I did also with chemtrails, like commanding them to leave or just simply affirming like if i had authority over them (because those are evil and harm me, this is self defense) for them to just go away, and they would. In weeks they would appear back again, i would repeat and they are gone for long.


I also intented a clearing wave over my whole town, clearing all HAARP waves from the sky in my town, purifying toxins on atmosphere air, etc.


I think 1 or 2 months ago i saw a picture in Facebook, a guy posted a crazy photo of my town there, he was on the limit between my town and our neighbor town, right there the photo was about the sky and clouds, the sky was 100% divided between our town side with a 100% clear shinny blue sky without clouds, while the other half (really, a line, straight) over the neighbor town there was filled with dark clouds, like rainy clouds, they where divided like in half, with a perfect straight line between it, i though that was possibly my shield.


I'm a healer also and i discovered that many years back, i had my own way of doing it, have always read and studied stuff for many years, and now i just need like 5 minutes and the heals works, i have healed maybe more than 80 times the same people or different ones, physical diseases, emotional trauma/problem and so on. There is a guy that i know on facebook that had some serious degenerative disease, he was bending over and very thin, i made 2 or 3 times my healing with lot's of love, some 30 days later he's father posted photos and he was doing much better, there's a ton of healing stories i could tell, i'm not here to brag my self, anyone can do it, but i do that for the good, i love to help people, i'm happy to see them fine, i teach people to develop this by themselves by using faith+intent+belief power, etc. You just need to remove mental ideas that say to you it's not possible, may be what be, like,"oh i need high energy for that, or i need love for that, this i can, that i can't", any rules, limitation, just ignore them, trust believe and know it's being healed, the healing is happening.


Always do this for higher good, no proud or ego involved. Never manipulate people, never force other's to anything, we could do that, but the karmic backlash is heavy.


Another thing that i can do by intent or affirming is like enhance levels of hormones, neurotransmissor, etc, balancing serotonine, enhancing dopamine and things like that, intent the detoxification of specific things.


We are all one with God, we are expressions of the One, we are him showing in multiple life forms, if we intend good we may achieve powers.


But the best power is the power of unity and communium with God, pure heart, goodness, virtue, peace, joy, Love.


Spiritual powers should always be used to help others, to create a peaceful earth, for self protection etc, or people don't get it, some have some capacities and use for evil, but it's not very developed thing, it is inside magic and karma will always hit it.

[Open Minded Dude]

Posted by Mike Gorman (here)
Can you tell that I am a once Catholic? Hahaha.

Me too, haha. Been through it all as a child, the whole gamut, the entire odysee, even had Catholic religion as a school subject all the years (yes, it is so in my country).
Then that Holy Communion I had to go through and to this very day I do not really forgive them why they made me - as a child - "eat Jesus' flesh and drink his blood" during that ceremony. Yes, I know that the 'Eucharist' is a metaphor but it is still something strange underneath it (honestly, I hardly feel a difference to satanist rituals). Maybe this would deserve a thread of its own.

I also see a lot of good in Christianity and my parents also were all their lives. My father who left us one year ago adored Mother Mary, always praying to her (Jesus not so much). Therefore I even put a beautiful Mother Mary statue on his grave.

It is important to respect all religions and beliefs, also online (here), which is why I also found RB's 'mission' to convert us all a bit repulsive. I never posted to answer him though since I am beyond these online fights for many years now. I would have been more 'combative' and not take it about 15 years ago for sure. Maybe I'm getting older and wiser. But also it is tiring and repetitive for me now to discuss stuff with very dogmatic people, and by this I do not just mean religionists, but also atheist/nihilist/materialists, or leftist vs. extreme right-wing people.
But ok, I digressed, sorry.

[Raskolnikov]

I resonated strongly with almost everything you said White Cedar. I believe Jesus missing years involved heavy doses of both Gnostic and Buddha’s teachings, probably in the more hidden mystery schools of the time, I mean didn’t they try to kill him at birth, and three wise men arrived to oversee his safety? Probably grew up in an Essene environment.

It figures, I finally relent and turn my attention to the religion side of things and get a superpower story. Serious question: could you move out to my town, we could use a little help. Here in America, people say the spraying stopped when the government shut down, but that’s not the case at all. I’ve seen more out here lately than ever. When is somebody gonna fly a drone up there and take one of these things down? Starting to feel like I’m not wanted around here being sprayed like a cockroach.

Whenever I manage to acquire, and ground myself in, that spiritual center and pray or ask for help, I always end by thinking or saying, “for the highest good of all always.” It’s similar to the American Indian practice of first asking, “Will it be good for seven future generations” before embarking on a new project (a paraphrase from memory but something to that effect.)

Healing is such a useful tool in this day and age. I completely agree with you when you say,

Posted by White Cedar (here)
You just need to remove mental ideas that say to you it's not possible, may be what be, like,"oh i need high energy for that, or i need love for that, this i can, that i can't", any rules, limitation, just ignore them, trust believe and know it's being healed, the healing is happening.

Ignore the rules and limitations - Trust, believe, and know. That’s a powerful trio my friend. And so true, we handicap ourselves with beliefs of limitation fed to us from birth, even by our parents. Tough nut to crack for sure. I’ve heard it said that there’s a golden thread of truth wound through all religions, that no one religion has the whole truth, each simply offers us a glimpse at that truth like a single piece of the pie.

Thanks so much for sharing, keep up the healing, and seriously consider moving, I miss the blue sky.

[Craig]

I am enjoying this immensely, from memory having nothing of note to post, but for the last few years I have been growing in desire to try mushrooms, but where I am I have no way of finding any, and to take them in an controlled environment.

EDIT: I was reading the post on Angels lending a hand and I realised that yes I may have had an experience after all! Many years ago my wife and I ran a franchise and she asked me to move on or get a divorce as we couldn't exactly work and live together... anyway I took on doling the deliveries for our shop and a few others up and down the coast, it was a night job where I would meet a large truck and load up my van and take off, I would need to meet him at midnight, but I was 2 hours away so I would start driving at 10pm, overall it was about 450km's a night driving visiting 6 stores and was 7 nights a week with no nights off. The van I had was very old so had no working radio so I got myself an MP3 player loaded it up with music and stand up comedians and at 100kph could barely hear it over the roar of the van and the road. First 3 months were ok but then my body started to struggle, my daytime sleeping habits were poor so I was becoming more and more exhausted.

One early morning I was on the latter part of the drive with only 2 stores left when I was passing through a small town that was yet to be bypassed by the freeway as it is now, when I guess you could say I fell asleep at the wheel, it was a very brief nap but the kicker was, do you remember the very first ghostbusters movie? Where they would in the library and experience a ghost for the very first time? When they approached it, it arched up and went all crazy ghost like? That kind of happened to me, I dreamt some ghost like apparition flew through the window and in to me and it jerked me awake in time to turn the upcoming corner otherwise it could have been a bit disastrous for me...

Until 5 mins ago I had completely forgotten this moment, I have goosebumps reliving it.

[Raskolnikov]

Awesome story Craig! I can completely relate as I had a seven day a week job for a while that took place in the middle of the night too, I'd rather not say, but the stories I could tell. Night shifts are hard enough, but seven days a week is bonkers. When I turned 26, I moved from LA to SF and frequently made the drive between the two towns to visit friends on weekends. There were two highways to choose from: Interstate 5 was the main highway and usually took 5-6 hours but was an armpit of a drive full of big agriculture crops and cows being fed Monsanto corn slop out of long troughs. If you ever make it to Coalinga you will be blessed with the most rancid smell you’ve ever smelt. Whenever we got close, we’d shut the vent off a good distance before in hopes of being spared. Sometimes it worked, but that stench was powerful.

The other was Hwy 101, a much more beautiful drive along the coastal areas, through Santa Barbara, San Luis Obispo, Paso Robles and on up to the Bay Area. But this drive took more like 10 hours and was highly patrolled. I could go close to 100 mph on the 5 back then but to go even 70 on the 101 was super risky. So after a big weekend, I started up the 101 and made it about halfway before dark struck. Body and mind were sluggish and tired from too much fun in Hollywood. Before I knew it my eyes were closed while I was driving nearly 70mph. Not sure how long they closed but suddenly I snapped to in a jolt like someone grabbed me and pulled me awake, and what do I see? I’m veering off the road to the right (we drive on the right side of the road unlike you Aussies, lol) and heading straight for a patrol car, lights flashing, that had pulled someone over. I yanked the wheel to the left and just missed grazing the vehicle by what must’ve been inches. Then I became super worried the cop would jump in his car and start chasing me for reckless driving. I watched that rearview mirror for a good few miles before letting my eyes focus solely on the road ahead again. Then I pulled over at the first rest area and fell asleep once my heart stopped racing.

As far as mushrooms go, wish I could help. I live on a farm and frequently see them in the manure but have no desire to go there anymore. Maybe when I hit 80, haha.

[White Cedar]

Posted by Raskolnikov (here)
I resonated strongly with almost everything you said White Cedar. I believe Jesus missing years involved heavy doses of both Gnostic and Buddha’s teachings, probably in the more hidden mystery schools of the time, I mean didn’t they try to kill him at birth, and three wise men arrived to oversee his safety? Probably grew up in an Essene environment.

It figures, I finally relent and turn my attention to the religion side of things and get a superpower story. Serious question: could you move out to my town, we could use a little help. Here in America, people say the spraying stopped when the government shut down, but that’s not the case at all. I’ve seen more out here lately than ever. When is somebody gonna fly a drone up there and take one of these things down? Starting to feel like I’m not wanted around here being sprayed like a cockroach.

Whenever I manage to acquire, and ground myself in, that spiritual center and pray or ask for help, I always end by thinking or saying, “for the highest good of all always.” It’s similar to the American Indian practice of first asking, “Will it be good for seven future generations” before embarking on a new project (a paraphrase from memory but something to that effect.)

Healing is such a useful tool in this day and age. I completely agree with you when you say,

Posted by White Cedar (here)
You just need to remove mental ideas that say to you it's not possible, may be what be, like,"oh i need high energy for that, or i need love for that, this i can, that i can't", any rules, limitation, just ignore them, trust believe and know it's being healed, the healing is happening.

Ignore the rules and limitations - Trust, believe, and know. That’s a powerful trio my friend. And so true, we handicap ourselves with beliefs of limitation fed to us from birth, even by our parents. Tough nut to crack for sure. I’ve heard it said that there’s a golden thread of truth wound through all religions, that no one religion has the whole truth, each simply offers us a glimpse at that truth like a single piece of the pie.

Thanks so much for sharing, keep up the healing, and seriously consider moving, I miss the blue sky.

Ty, tell me in the next days if the sky is cleared over there.

[Craig]

Posted by Raskolnikov (here)
Awesome story Craig! I can completely relate as I had a seven day a week job for a while that took place in the middle of the night too, I'd rather not say, but the stories I could tell. Night shifts are hard enough, but seven days a week is bonkers. When I turned 26, I moved from LA to SF and frequently made the drive between the two towns to visit friends on weekends. There were two highways to choose from: Interstate 5 was the main highway and usually took 5-6 hours but was an armpit of a drive full of big agriculture crops and cows being fed Monsanto corn slop out of long troughs. If you ever make it to Coalinga you will be blessed with the most rancid smell you’ve ever smelt. Whenever we got close, we’d shut the vent off a good distance before in hopes of being spared. Sometimes it worked, but that stench was powerful.

The other was Hwy 101, a much more beautiful drive along the coastal areas, through Santa Barbara, San Luis Obispo, Paso Robles and on up to the Bay Area. But this drive took more like 10 hours and was highly patrolled. I could go close to 100 mph on the 5 back then but to go even 70 on the 101 was super risky. So after a big weekend, I started up the 101 and made it about halfway before dark struck. Body and mind were sluggish and tired from too much fun in Hollywood. Before I knew it my eyes were closed while I was driving nearly 70mph. Not sure how long they closed but suddenly I snapped to in a jolt like someone grabbed me and pulled me awake, and what do I see? I’m veering off the road to the right (we drive on the right side of the road unlike you Aussies, lol) and heading straight for a patrol car, lights flashing, that had pulled someone over. I yanked the wheel to the left and just missed grazing the vehicle by what must’ve been inches. Then I became super worried the cop would jump in his car and start chasing me for reckless driving. I watched that rearview mirror for a good few miles before letting my eyes focus solely on the road ahead again. Then I pulled over at the first rest area and fell asleep once my heart stopped racing.

As far as mushrooms go, wish I could help. I live on a farm and frequently see them in the manure but have no desire to go there anymore. Maybe when I hit 80, haha.

WOW now that's a story!

[Raskolnikov]

Posted by White Cedar (here)
Ty, tell me in the next days if the sky is cleared over there.

We've had nothing but rain clouds the last couple days, but the little blue sky I did see was clear. I'm ok with real clouds, the land needs the water. Says mostly cloudy tomorrow too, but I'll be looking. So far it's working, I haven't seen any trails, thanks WC!

[Raskolnikov]

Since speaking of God can take you literally anywhere, thought I might have a little fun in responding to this sentence put forth by Craig:

Posted by Craig (here)
I am enjoying this immensely, from memory having nothing of note to post, but for the last few years I have been growing in desire to try mushrooms, but where I am I have no way of finding any, and to take them in an controlled environment.

My favorite controlled environment was always an outdoor concert filled with quality music. Mushrooms are funny, they grow in dark confines and yet to be indoors after taking them is almost impossible, you feel like you’re being suffocated. I always gravitated towards nature, being under the stars, and if there was good music and joyful people in such an environment all the better.

Music’s a mystery, a beautiful meeting of the outer and inner worlds, an ethereal explosion of energy striking matter. But from where does it come and what is it trying to impart? There’s a hidden power in music, a hidden language. We all speak it, we all feel it. That first night I took mushrooms was life-altering. Again, a Grateful Dead show. I know, cut me some slack, we were in high school and I didn’t know a thing about ‘em, but someone’s older brother said, “You gotta go!” So we went. Irvine Meadows (rest in peace), California, 1986, 16 years old. I remember sitting with my friends on the grassy hill way up towards the top behind the seated sections. The five of us, tired from endless walking, sat on the grass and watched the show in silence. After a couple songs, I felt compelled to stand up and just start walking without telling a soul. It was now dark so no one noticed. Off I went. I ran in to all kinds of people, laughed with some, danced with others, got sucked into groups for what felt like hours, watched the strange and unusual things people were up to, playing with fire and creating inspiring works of art, jewelry, and apparel. It felt like a real gathering of the tribe. Sure they were hippies, but after growing up in the limiting confines and concrete jungle of southern California, the beach our only escape, it was a refreshing change in perspective from the incessant schedules, codes and rules imposed upon an impressionable youth attempting to tread lightly through the minefield of acne, peer pressure, and screaming hormones.

Let’s be clear, everyone at a Dead show was on something. In fact, many appeared to have been on something for the last two decades since the first Dead show in the mid-sixties, some still wearing the same clothes. We’ll call them eclectic. But when a large group of people gather and entrain their minds in unison… Some time ago, I was trying to describe that moment in music when everything magically comes together and some kid just looked at me deadpan and said, “Droppin’ the beat.” My mind recoiled at the simplicity of such a statement. “It’s so much more than that!” my mind screamed. Of course, he was referring to the DJ side of the spectrum and I’d always been more rock’n’roll. Yes, I learned there were some DJ’s who could “drop the beat,” and it could be very impressive on occasion, but I was referring to that moment when a group of musicians achieve true coherence, when they not only achieve it but are able to sustain and even increase that coherence for long drawn out periods of time.

In that sort of “controlled environment,” if you can call rampant public drug abuse a controlled environment!, it almost felt like the audience was controlling the musicians, and vice versa of course. It was a combined effort, everyone involved. Which came first, energy or matter? If energy, then everything is ultimately connected and those boundaries and limitations can be cast aside and the possibilities abound. It was uncanny, I could sense the others around me beginning to feel the music, so much so that some began looking around and suspiciously smiling at one another as if they had a secret, as if sensing the approaching magic, everyone mysteriously connected and sensing it together. And I discovered my thoughts had a direct effect upon the music, the more positive and inspired my thoughts, the more powerful and elevated reached the heights of the music. There were brief moments when I felt I was controlling the music, and because it was such a pleasant experience simultaneously being experienced by everyone around me, the music just got better and better and continued to reach new heights. Looking back, I realize that though these people were basically hippies and gypsies, they were just good honest people tired of the rat race and continuing the search for magic, for what is life without magic? And they’d found it, a magic that sustained them, and so they followed it all over the country. I felt what brought them there a few times that night. It was truly magical, from the music to the bonafide time warp***

***so after all that, I begin the long trek back to the top of the grassy knoll wondering if my friends were still there. I’d lived a lifetime in that walk. My mind blown, boundaries broken, doors blown clean off. I felt connected with everything around me and began seeing this mysterious world in a brand new light. I felt grateful(!) to have had the veil lifted a bit, if only briefly. I made out my friends’ figures silhouetted in the distant concert lights and smiled. I silently slid into the exact same spot and relaxed, reclining and silently humming along with the music. A minute later one of my friends turned to me and asked, “Where’d you go?” I smiled and said, “Went for a walk.”

Btw, returning to the realm of superpowers, has it struck anyone else odd that so many children’s cartoons were and are centered around superpowers? That’s all I saw growing up, from Popeye to Superchicken, one eating healthy, the other with a serious drunk driving problem, in a flying chicken egg no less. But it all makes me recall this video from Daft Punk. Anyone else think this is still occurring today and has been the goal of these ghouls for some time?

Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=gAjR4_CbPpQ

This is more my style of music and a nice treatise on the fine line between being a musician and a member of the audience, on how one influences and inspires the other:

Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=OPDXk7V1UwE

And for anyone who needs to get a real feel of the Grateful Dead audience experience, these guys from Australia give a good example:

Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=NBJWykz3pZw

[gord]

Raskolnikov, that is really an excellent description of the general atmosphere of a Dead show.

"They're a band beyond description", so "if you get confused, listen to the music play" "while the music plays the band"

1st show was Nov. 1977. I had just turned 15.

[Raskolnikov]

Posted by gord (here)
Raskolnikov, that is really an excellent description of the general atmosphere of a Dead show.

"They're a band beyond description", so "if you get confused, listen to the music play" "while the music plays the band"

1st show was Nov. 1977. I had just turned 15.

Thanks gord, I knew someone out there could relate. Figures it'd be a Deadhead! I'd never written that story down but it's been emblazoned on my mind. They really were a cult you know? We got duped. They drugged us and hypnotized us with their music in a CIA acid test and painted fanciful pictures of rolling green hills and mini-skirts in 50's Chevy's, and I, for one, chump that I am, fell for it. Such a sucker it's a wonder I didn't take the shot for a free burger and fries...

[kudzy]

Posted by Raskolnikov (here)

Posted by gord (here)
Raskolnikov, that is really an excellent description of the general atmosphere of a Dead show.

"They're a band beyond description", so "if you get confused, listen to the music play" "while the music plays the band"

1st show was Nov. 1977. I had just turned 15.

Thanks gord, I knew someone out there could relate. Figures it'd be a Deadhead! I'd never written that story down but it's been emblazoned on my mind. They really were a cult you know? We got duped. They drugged us and hypnotized us with their music in a CIA acid test and painted fanciful pictures of rolling green hills and mini-skirts in 50's Chevy's, and I, for one, chump that I am, fell for it. Such a sucker it's a wonder I didn't take the shot for a free burger and fries...

Yup, they got me too. First show 1987, freshmen in college, Hartford, CT. It sure was fun though. I hadn’t been that excited since I was a kid waiting for Santa Claus. I liken it to finer and finer sieves, just when you think you’ve made it through one there’s a finer grade of sieve below that to catch you. Ah, fun fun. Best wishes y’all.

[Raskolnikov]

Posted by kudzy (here)

Posted by Raskolnikov (here)

Posted by gord (here)
Raskolnikov, that is really an excellent description of the general atmosphere of a Dead show.

"They're a band beyond description", so "if you get confused, listen to the music play" "while the music plays the band"

1st show was Nov. 1977. I had just turned 15.

Thanks gord, I knew someone out there could relate. Figures it'd be a Deadhead! I'd never written that story down but it's been emblazoned on my mind. They really were a cult you know? We got duped. They drugged us and hypnotized us with their music in a CIA acid test and painted fanciful pictures of rolling green hills and mini-skirts in 50's Chevy's, and I, for one, chump that I am, fell for it. Such a sucker it's a wonder I didn't take the shot for a free burger and fries...

Yup, they got me too. First show 1987, freshmen in college, Hartford, CT. It sure was fun though. I hadn’t been that excited since I was a kid waiting for Santa Claus. I liken it to finer and finer sieves, just when you think you’ve made it through one there’s a finer grade of sieve below that to catch you. Ah, fun fun. Best wishes y’all.

"Et tu kudzy?" Thanks brother. It was a meeting of the minds, maybe not always the brightest minds, lol, but true individuals nonetheless! Like Kerouac's On The Road put to music.

[Raskolnikov]

Posted by Sue (Ayt) (here)
What I do not enjoy is when people rush in to "rain on our parades."
No one asked for opinions on this thread, but for personal experiences shared.
(if you can't participate in the fun, better to stay home)
People that do this are also known as "Debbie Downers"

Thanks Sue, now I gotta be Debbie Downer. The sun cleared for a while yesterday and the spray was hot and heavy. Thanks for trying White Cedar. I do fully believe we have that capability, wonder if it works without mushrooms

Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=HiC3kuSoftY

Posted by White Cedar (here)
Ty, tell me in the next days if the sky is cleared over there.

[Raskolnikov]

I just wanted to thank each and everyone one of you who's responded. I really had no idea if anyone would even be interested in such a topic. Bill, I honestly don't know how you do it, but I thank you for always somehow being the first one to be supportive. You haven't gone AI on us already have you? You still sleep right?

I hope somebody out there has an alternate version of the internet set up and ready to go because if this thing goes digital credit score we're in serious trouble. Sometimes I wonder exactly what happened in that distant past life to lead me here where suddenly nothing makes sense. This Saturday alone could be a bloodbath "brought to you by Pfizer!" There are times I feel closer to God than ever and then I stub my pinkie toe on a chair leg. The opposites are so extreme right now, one minute I'm kissing my wife and in love with the world and the next a pipe is bursting and the gains we made disappear in an instant and then some, that stuff can test you.

These days I try to find something to be thankful for each and every day, something that connects me with that higher power I know is there but don't always feel. I know many of you out there have trouble with the word God so call it what you will, but most of us have felt that power and that connection somehow at some point in our lives. Gratitude is a powerful tool. It can be hard to come by in such a chaotic world, but it yields real results once you truly feel it, once you truly mean it. It's one thing to be informed, but what is going on today?

Thought I had a point but now it's gone and I don't have it in me to pursue it further. Tap into your superpowers everyone, soon we may need them to communicate...

[Harmony]

I hope it is ok to add this video by Gregg Braden talking about states of consciousness that may add to this thread an aspect of how we might experience different perspectives by the shift of frequencies we are able create within our brain and bodies..

Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=t9ecsGQLuto

This Brain State Ends the Human Game of Limits | Gregg Braden

[Raskolnikov]

Posted by Harmony (here)
I hope it is ok to add this video by Gregg Braden talking about states of consciousness that may add to this thread an aspect of how we might experience different perspectives by the shift of frequencies we are able create within our brain and bodies..

Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=t9ecsGQLuto

This Brain State Ends the Human Game of Limits | Gregg Braden

Thanks Harmony, for pulling the thread back from the Dead - cue the Debbie Downer horn, wah-wah. I've thoroughly enjoyed the work of both Bruce Lipton and Gregg Braden yet haven't listened to them for some time. Thanks for the reminder. It's good to see some real science breaking through. Such studies are very inspiring and begin to explain some of the things I experienced. I'm not sure how to explain it, but I feel it was a sort of internal joyful coherence that allowed me to tap into the higher brainwave states. It almost felt like time stopped or slowed down and I slipped into another dimension. It's good to see Bruce Lipton and Greg Braden bringing the studies to light and showing the science behind it. I sense a real game changer once we learn this science again.

Here's Lipton and Braden discussing what it means to be pure human, and today's threats to that purity:

Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=HyWLlA7lHiE