Here and Now...What's Happening?

[Catsquotl]

Ah ok.
On line dictionaries give me small town as in

Podunk - a hypothetical small town regarded as typically dull or insignificant

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WIth Love
Eelco

[PurpleLama]

Same as big city folk in all their high falutin high society may look down on the typical average joe from the small town out in the middle of nowhere, so to might the small town folk look down upon the true rustics living off the land maybe out in the middle of the woods. The last bunch would be truly podunk in my estimation, but as with many such terms, it can be relative to one's own perspective.

[1inMany]

Posted by Catsquotl (here)
Can't wait to see what the 1 comes up with...

WIth Love
Eelco

Me, too. Hahaha

[1inMany]

Posted by PurpleLama (here)
So, maybe 1inmany will distill a few key points that arose when she asked "Wait, how is that podunk magic?"

*PL putting 1 on the spot*

*1 bowing head in recognition*

Since it is not like PL to give me a straight answer (I say, smiling), I was nudged to find the answer myself. My thought process went something like this. I have long associated the term "podunk magic" with spells and wands and candles and rituals and such. Upon hearing PL say that the events of my weekend were podunk magic at its finest, I was perplexed. Because obviously that did not fit into the box where I had framed podunk magic. I was not doing any of those things, on this particular occasion, and I had to look at what happened by peeling back some filters.

This is difficult to verbalize. What seems to have happened is this. I have picked up my meditation again, it has been roughly a week. But podunk magic is not meditation. So it is the result. Not of everyone's meditation, not of meditation in general, but of what I do specifically. Exactly what does this meditation do, if it produces such? Well, "I" become bigger, and "i" become smaller. I focus on the real Me, in my Core, and it grows. And this allows a force to move through me, in a way that (apparently) effects the workings of not only my life, but those close to me as well.

See? Difficult to verbalize.

I am in a beautiful Dance with the Universe. And the more I meditate, the more beautiful the Dance. The Dance is podunk magic.

It isn't as simple as energy working. It has to do with (how many times have you said this to me, PL?) finding one's proper place in the Universe. And I feel honored.

Yeah, good luck understanding all that.

Much Love,

Podunk? After today, after this weekend, it just means natural. It means no airs, it means no instructions, no recipes, and no directions to follow. No certifications, no licenses, no structure to follow. Magic? That's what happens when the force is allowed to move through me.

[eaglespirit]

Posted by 1inMany (here)
Podunk? After today, after this weekend, it just means natural. It means no airs, it means no instructions, no recipes, and no directions to follow. No certifications, no licenses, no structure to follow. Magic? That's what happens when the force is allowed to move through me.

I like it, ALOT : )

Like Co-Creating Cosmic Coincidence , Man : )

The HIGHEST of Ways and Means, Naturally!!!

[Dennis Leahy]

In case anyone enters the Village without a pet, here, you can cuddle this one:



Dennis

[Flash]

Men efficiency at work - you are going to love that one

Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=qM-a0S6Tyq0

[Wind]

The new pope is quite the fashionista! Or maybe the wind just isn't on his side...

[araucaria]

Today is April 1st: beware in the mainstream media of a little deliberate craziness amid all the usual can't-help-themselves craziness.

[1inMany]

I'm pondering the real-ness of thoughts this morning. I'd rather not see hunches played out in this way, but I've had a hunch thoughts can be real things, separate from the one who produces them. It is what it is, though. There is a difference between someone of a lower vibration thinking about me, thereby attaching to me, and someone who has malice inside projecting that simply with a thought. And then whatever energies that are partial to the projector following that thought and that malice over here. Two completely different results, to my thinking. Same principle though.

What to do about this, that's the question. I will ponder this, here and now. So far, I have prayed for the healing of each of these two. Lord knows they could sure use it. In the meantime, I've got to get into my cells and open them up a bit. Otherwise, my shoulder and hip are going to keep me from fully functioning and being able to support those I need to support in the way the Universe needs to work. Maybe. Probably.

Much Love,

[Catsquotl]

I believe thoughts can become real entities. depending on the intent of the one thinking. So real in fact that they have an inate incentive to seek completion of its content/thoughtform/message.

thoughts arise and pass on there own volition in human minds pretty much constantly. mostly we ignore them or just see them pass by. those thoughts are just floaters. either rising from our own mind or floating bye without resonance to us.

When anyone has an idea and feels strongly about it. the idea is bestowed with creational force. which in this case means that it will exist until its completion.

If that someone dies before completing the thought or due to losy timing of death, lost interest or just that live got in the way. that thought will float around until someone with a resonant energy signature picks up on it and helps it complete.

When giving live to a thought this way the though gets a snapshot of its creator with it. I believe that snapshot is what people see as previous incarnations.

So yeah thats pretty much what I think about it.

With Love
Eelco

[Calz]

Hey Villagers.

Found this in my "Music Basics for Dummies" handbook.

Whatcha think???



Bruce Springsteen.


SCALE? = Huh? ... The Boss look like a reptile to you???


PITCH? = Yup ... Making one I am ...


FREQUENCY? = Yea man ... until it Mega Hurts ...


HARMONICS? = Yeah man he plays dat ... check it out brothers and sisters ...

Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=-I579UTHm-o

[carryattune]

May you all find joy.
Bye, From me

Please, someone tell me what happened. I will try to explaine. I showed Ulli a cottage I liked. In the spirit of what I understood the Village to be. I asked if it could be mine. I felt enthusuastic. I felt happy. Like I was doing something right.
That night however I had the strangest dreams ever. Weird, surreal.
Monday there was a family funeral. The day was what would be expected. But I felt more like a watcher instead of a participant.
Then yesterday I was way more reflective than usual.i did not feel afraid. Only in me, something was missing.
Like tasting soup. And trying to figure out what was not in it. What did it need? Or tasting soup and trying to tell what was in it.
Different! Not bad. Not wrong. Different!
I felt like I has been left somewhere. A place I was familiar with. But now. Different.
Bigger. Quieter. Brighter. But I was looking where to go. No direction. It was all open. Beautiful. Smells. Sky. Trees. Animals. Wonderous.
I am not nuts. I am here. It is Wednesday. Early morning. Outdoors is like always. But at the same time, I am feeling this dual impression. But I can't see it. Like two different places at the same. This physical reality. But a different track in my mind.
It , this feeling pushed me against the wall. Overwhelming. So I asked Marianne to unsubscribe me. A knee jerk reaction.
This text may be too late to stop her action. Bill already thinks I am nuts.
I wanted to understand. I feel like a baby. One that is somewhere she was not before.
Like, alone, strong, but somewhere different. Abandoned. But not in a bad way. More like, someone was hanging on to me. Then they let go. Now I am me. But the me without another wrapped around me.
Well now, that you all know I am a whole fruit cake, I needed to explain, what happened.
Marianne , PM me, if you get any of this. I do and I don't.

Carry, Christine .

[Flash]

Discovering one's shadow lol

Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=G4aTw-zEJZ8

[araucaria]

Posted by PurpleLama (here)
Same as big city folk in all their high falutin high society may look down on the typical average joe from the small town out in the middle of nowhere, so to might the small town folk look down upon the true rustics living off the land maybe out in the middle of the woods. The last bunch would be truly podunk in my estimation, but as with many such terms, it can be relative to one's own perspective.

In France, the back of beyond is called Trifouilly-les Andouillettes, which translates roughly as Triple muddle-the Chitterling sausages. Quite a mouthful. Please don’t try to say it in the absence of a qualified professional. This place is presumably two even tinier communities that have come together in La France Profonde (deep France). An alternative name is Trifouilly-les Oies (the Geese).
Not quite podunk, then, but getting there.

[Carmody]

Pseudohypoxia.

Or, 'Taking another swing at it'.

http://www.cnd.mcgill.ca/~ivan/age-r...g-compound.pdf

[eaglespirit]

Posted by Carmody (here)
Pseudohypoxia.

Or, 'Taking another swing at it'.

http://www.cnd.mcgill.ca/~ivan/age-r...g-compound.pdf

Bacopa could help, maybe???
I'm on a bacopa kick because of recent personal happenings...and I feel it is doing very good things.
It helps strengthen the mitochondria also it seems...and may be indirectly related in helping what You bring forth, Carmody.

http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmed/21972102

Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=N8uu1WeHWnc

http://www.swansonvitamins.com/swans...Fe87OgodNzwAMQ

[eaglespirit]

Just wanted to add, without posting a chapter here of my current happenings.

Seems I have been having mild 'seizures' all my life, probably brought on by head injury or injuries when I was younger, and I had a few good ones.

The seizures were almost surreal and spiritual to me throughout my life, I actually enjoyed them and had an intense deja vu go on usually too, they were never extreme enough for me to lose focus or memory when they occurred...up until a few months ago that is. When I drove cross country late last year I got very little sleep on the drive, I mean VERY little.
Things occurred in California, falling asleep at the wheel in the early morn while driving...had a couple accidents back to back within a week, just me and the puppy girl in the truck. The 2nd time I got banged up pretty good after rolling the truck, the Pup was ok : )
Just a month ago I had another accident here on the Cape driving my daughter to work in her suv early morn. We are ok. This time the car insurance covered a full investigation at the hospital for me and I had 'seizures' happening all along. The lack of sleep and my age brought on an increase and intensity. Everything is good now, on a standard medication for mild seizure and doing other things, like the bacopa.
They say people that have seizures are genius or ummm, just crazy, hahaha!!! : )

[carryattune]

Posted by carryattune (here)
May you all find joy.
Bye, From me

Please, someone tell me what happened. I will try to explaine. I showed Ulli a cottage I liked. In the spirit of what I understood the Village to be. I asked if it could be mine. I felt enthusuastic. I felt happy. Like I was doing something right.
That night however I had the strangest dreams ever. Weird, surreal.
Monday there was a family funeral. The day was what would be expected. But I felt more like a watcher instead of a participant.
Then yesterday I was way more reflective than usual.i did not feel afraid. Only in me, something was missing.
Like tasting soup. And trying to figure out what was not in it. What did it need? Or tasting soup and trying to tell what was in it.
Different! Not bad. Not wrong. Different!
I felt like I has been left somewhere. A place I was familiar with. But now. Different.
Bigger. Quieter. Brighter. But I was looking where to go. No direction. It was all open. Beautiful. Smells. Sky. Trees. Animals. Wonderous.
I am not nuts. I am here. It is Wednesday. Early morning. Outdoors is like always. But at the same time, I am feeling this dual impression. But I can't see it. Like two different places at the same. This physical reality. But a different track in my mind.
It , this feeling pushed me against the wall. Overwhelming. So I asked Marianne to unsubscribe me. A knee jerk reaction.
This text may be too late to stop her action. Bill already thinks I am nuts.
I wanted to understand. I feel like a baby. One that is somewhere she was not before.
Like, alone, strong, but somewhere different. Abandoned. But not in a bad way. More like, someone was hanging on to me. Then they let go. Now I am me. But the me without another wrapped around me.
Well now, that you all know I am a whole fruit cake, I needed to explain, what happened.
Marianne , PM me, if you get any of this. I do and I don't.

Carry, .

I did not know if anybody would see this so I replied to my own post.

[Catsquotl]

I hope the seizures settle down a bit. And glad you survived the accidents. i.m.h.o those seizures are a spirituality you can exchange for healthier ones.

with love
Eelco