Here and Now...What's Happening?

[ulli]

Posted by Carmody (here)
https://projectavalon.net/forum4/show...l=1#post508429

The few times that I thought I was being followed, surveilled, etc. also happened to be the times
that I was investigating all kinds of top secret materials.
So I found out that is how EVERYTHING in the universe is wired.
The moment you stop investigating that stuff, all those MIB disappear.
They put on their sunshades and flash that little thing at you.
And you find yourself in a different time line, having your nails done, having a picnic in a park....

[Marianne]

Posted by Sierra (here)

Posted by WhiteCrowBlackDeer (here)

Posted by ulli (here)
The main insight is that when one wants to apply the PC lever to always remember that it exists for the benefit of a larger collective.
In other words, it exists to bring people from different backgrounds onto the same page. That page is called Equality.
Taken over the top it quickly looks like an attempt at putting people into uniforms.
And usually that uniform is determined by the lowest common denominator,
just to make sure that the most sensitive, or the weakest,
or the least evolved person in any given group can feel secure as being a part of a greater whole.
Fair enough...not much wrong with that picture.
The problem starts when people jump on bandwagons and become the upholders of PC.
Anyone here have any thoughts about this?

I'm feeling literal these days, Ulli. If there's a perception that I've overstepped boundaries please let me know. Or anyone else for that matter. I'd prefer it in a PM.

I know the feeling WCBD ... but it is not a true perception. But I know the feeling, and it causes me to post a lot less than I would like to. I require a great deal of bravery to go blat on here, especially when I am being dark.

But I always pray for every request, intend the best, and trust people know I love them dearly even when I don't say anything (sigh) (Happy birthday Bob, Happy birthday Marianne) (Ooh Marianne! Today is the day the house my sister wants is open for viewing! The bathroom damage that was delaying the viewing for potential renters has been fixed, and HOPEFULLY the two people above my sister on the list will have given up and found other houses ... Fire up your Reiki Grid!!!)

Oh Alexis, five months of this pain? Herniated disk? What happened five months ago? Ernie, are you aware of anything happening that might have damaged her back?

Sierra

WCBD and Sierra, PLEASE keep posting, please post all and as much as you feel inspired to, all the dark and the light and all the shades of gray in between.

WCBD, your wisdom and musings have added so much ... I hope you come to see how much you give to others and how much it's appreciated in whatever form you offer it.

Sierra, your poem a couple of pages back touched me deeply... I can't find the words to respond, but I thank you from my heart.

Sierra, the minute I get home today I'll add your sister's name and send the energies whooshing out!

I can never keep up with the thread anymore ... blessings to all who have posted and read and thanked, to everyone here.

JB

[benevolentcrow]

The H&N has made me a little happier today. WhiteCrowBlackDeer a positive light has come our way! Thank you!

[Guest]

Hope I didn't offend anyone with my last post. It was meant as a funny....
Many times while having discussions with people -will then realize that we are on different planes altogether....
and while thinking about this thing, thought or action called PC I thought of the book and movie "To Kill a Mocking Bird"

here's a qoute from the movie
"They're certainly entitled to think that, and they're entitled to full respect for their opinions... but before I can live with other folks I've got to live with myself. The one thing that doesn't abide by majority rule is a person's conscience."
- Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird
http://classiclit.about.com/od/tokil.../aa_tokill.htm

and then a Falcon flew over my head





Love

Nora

[Lisab]

Sierra your poem touched me deeply also and you've made me laugh out so many times. And Whitecrow your energy always lights me up.

Pisces with rising Cancer, oh man Iknow I'm hypersensitive! Not as bad as I used to be. It was sweating the small stuff though. Percieved, imaginary slights or just taking things to heart. But the really heavy duty dark stuff, I find i can forgive. Weird.

[1inMany]

Posted by Marianne (here)

Posted by Sierra (here)

Posted by WhiteCrowBlackDeer (here)

Posted by ulli (here)
The main insight is that when one wants to apply the PC lever to always remember that it exists for the benefit of a larger collective.
In other words, it exists to bring people from different backgrounds onto the same page. That page is called Equality.
Taken over the top it quickly looks like an attempt at putting people into uniforms.
And usually that uniform is determined by the lowest common denominator,
just to make sure that the most sensitive, or the weakest,
or the least evolved person in any given group can feel secure as being a part of a greater whole.
Fair enough...not much wrong with that picture.
The problem starts when people jump on bandwagons and become the upholders of PC.
Anyone here have any thoughts about this?

I'm feeling literal these days, Ulli. If there's a perception that I've overstepped boundaries please let me know. Or anyone else for that matter. I'd prefer it in a PM.

I know the feeling WCBD ... but it is not a true perception. But I know the feeling, and it causes me to post a lot less than I would like to. I require a great deal of bravery to go blat on here, especially when I am being dark.

But I always pray for every request, intend the best, and trust people know I love them dearly even when I don't say anything (sigh) (Happy birthday Bob, Happy birthday Marianne) (Ooh Marianne! Today is the day the house my sister wants is open for viewing! The bathroom damage that was delaying the viewing for potential renters has been fixed, and HOPEFULLY the two people above my sister on the list will have given up and found other houses ... Fire up your Reiki Grid!!!)

Oh Alexis, five months of this pain? Herniated disk? What happened five months ago? Ernie, are you aware of anything happening that might have damaged her back?

Sierra

WCBD and Sierra, PLEASE keep posting, please post all and as much as you feel inspired to, all the dark and the light and all the shades of gray in between.

WCBD, your wisdom and musings have added so much ... I hope you come to see how much you give to others and how much it's appreciated in whatever form you offer it.

Sierra, your poem a couple of pages back touched me deeply... I can't find the words to respond, but I thank you from my heart.

Sierra, the minute I get home today I'll add your sister's name and send the energies whooshing out!

I can never keep up with the thread anymore ... blessings to all who have posted and read and thanked, to everyone here.

JB

Ohmygosh, you three, me too! No joke!

!!

oops - and Lisab...you four!

[1inMany]

Posted by ulli (here)

Posted by Samsara (here)

Posted by ulli (here)
All the Cancerians I have ever known have taken offense where none was intended, being sensitive.
Not for nothing do astrologers refer to them as the "peeled grapes".

Being a Cancerian, this made me laugh (at myself). I must say that with time, I am getting better at not taking things so personal. Maybe my Leo ascendant kicking in ?

Anyway, made me think of this song

Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=bfJ_c2tyfQ0

Haha, such a perfect Cancerian song.
Every line.
Cancer is the Mother. (But also the baby)
Cancer loves to spoon feed. (But also loves to be spoon fed).
Cancer rules the breast (as in feeding)
but also the stomach, (as in receiving food)

Cancerians are emotional, personal, intimate, caring...
all necessary attributes to make newcomers to the planet feel warm and cozy and welcome.
Then suffers the pains of loss as those babies grow up, become parents and even grandparents.
Their role ends there. They are close to the earth, from which life originates...
the distant stars and the future are the scary destiny.
Better stay home and look at old photographs and enjoy the memories, and have a hearty laugh at things long past.
They bake great cookies...

Omigosh...this too! Wow, resonate much? lol...

which made me think of this song:

Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=4us3axPNiRY

Yeah... I don't know why either.



Yet, it's one of my all time faves...

[1inMany]

So, guess what? I had to go out today. That totally sucked. BUT, cherries are in season!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Just thought I'd share.

Love,

[Marianne]

Posted by Nora (here)
I couldn't resist





Love

Nora

Nora, LOVE your funnies!
I miss Calvin and Hobbes, one of the classics.
I'm giggling while wading through boring data entry this afternoon, you lighted it up for me.

Many thanks,
JB

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Posted by 1inMany (here)
So, guess what? I had to go out today. That totally sucked. BUT, cherries are in season!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Just thought I'd share.

Love,

Yahhhh! for cherry season. I love cherries but can't eat them raw, still I love to see others enjoying them. I always hope someday that allergy to them will go away.
You went out and did your shopping, One ... now you get to stay in for awhile!

[1inMany]

Oh, and another thing. I'm deeply disturbed. Well, besides that... Today I am totally and completely stuck in stuck mode. I had a dream night before last. Awoke with tears still flowing. Then I told you about the dream I had that felt artificially pulled from my memory banks. After those two dreams, I really started looking at them hard, trying to find the message. Okay, deeply disturbing emotionally heavy dreams. There MUST be a message, right? I went over them and over them.

It is too difficult for me to put myself into the role of the person I dream of. For example, I dreamed of my mother. I tried and tried to think of what aspect of me that my mother was representing. But since my mother is deeply in my heart, I could not separate her long enough to insert any aspect of me. Then I found something that clarified for me:

Apart from defining how you see one of your dream characters, and what relationship you have had to them in the past, as Harry suggests, it helps to simply consider how you feel about them, what characteristics are most important or noticeable to you. But occasionally it isn’t what you see in their own character, but what you feel about them.

That allowed me to quit trying to insert 'me" for 'my mom'...and it helped because when I was seeing my mother, I was unable to even replace 'my maternal side' for her in the dream.

...I hope this is making some sense...

So, I was thinking about this all day yesterday. What was I feeling towards my mother in the dream, or what part of our relationship was I feeling? Well, shart, I had the same dream again last night with a different main character.

So today, my here and now has been utterly obsessed with first the actual event in the dream, and secondly why the event was happening to these two people...

Well, at the moment, I'm just stuck.

But, on the bright side, I do love this Village. Very much.

[ulli]

Posted by 1inMany (here)

Posted by ulli (here)

Posted by Samsara (here)

Posted by ulli (here)
All the Cancerians I have ever known have taken offense where none was intended, being sensitive.
Not for nothing do astrologers refer to them as the "peeled grapes".

Being a Cancerian, this made me laugh (at myself). I must say that with time, I am getting better at not taking things so personal. Maybe my Leo ascendant kicking in ?

Anyway, made me think of this song

Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=bfJ_c2tyfQ0

Haha, such a perfect Cancerian song.
Every line.
Cancer is the Mother. (But also the baby)
Cancer loves to spoon feed. (But also loves to be spoon fed).
Cancer rules the breast (as in feeding)
but also the stomach, (as in receiving food)

Cancerians are emotional, personal, intimate, caring...
all necessary attributes to make newcomers to the planet feel warm and cozy and welcome.
Then suffers the pains of loss as those babies grow up, become parents and even grandparents.
Their role ends there. They are close to the earth, from which life originates...
the distant stars and the future are the scary destiny.
Better stay home and look at old photographs and enjoy the memories, and have a hearty laugh at things long past.
They bake great cookies...

Omigosh...this too! Wow, resonate much? lol...

which made me think of this song:

Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=4us3axPNiRY

Yeah... I don't know why either.



Yet, it's one of my all time faves...

WOW 1inMany you know me by now and you know I mean no ill nor harm,
but even though I listened and watched that song from beginning to end I could not relate to it for 1 single moment.
What's strange too, the singer on the left looks physically just like I used to look...
(unfortunately these days I look more like that Nelson guy on the right)
There is nothing there for me, which goes to show how far apart Cancer and Capricorn really are....I mean there is a whole universe between those two signs.
Now I need another Carmody song to wash out my ears. We need a world whe we can fling insults at one another without spilling blood....

[RunningDeer]

In my opinion: PC is about treating all individuals with respect. Rather than people being so clever with language and ideas, their first priority ought to be grace under fire. Be the bigger person, the Warrior, the Lightworker... step back and include in their message a tone that honors all people. Yes, I will see that day. It’s in the not too distant future, and that’s one reason why I’m here in this 3D reality.

I don’t live in an astrological Cancer box. You’ll miss my essence if that’s all you see. Yes, my feelings get hurt, not because I am a Cancer. It's because I am human with heart. One with the courage to step out and demonstrate all the good, the bad and the ugly. I don’t see that often in this world. I see people poke, analyze, rationalize and backstab. I forgive because I know it’s too awkward for them to wear their hearts on their sleeves. And there are days when it is hard for me to do, but it is my commitment to Myself.

A middle ground would certainly be easier for me. I reflect on ways for that to be the case. The more I open to who this Being is, I’m coming to terms with the awkward sensitivity that envelopes this package. Truth be told, I rather have the heart then the one that keeps theirs under lock and key.

I’m not perfect. There are times when I want to lash out. This moment being one of them. I am aware that my commitment to use great restraint gives the illusion to some that I am weak.

This is my Truth ... This is my PC...

Warrior’s Wisdom: The strong walk away for there is no need to prove a thing.

In my world, I walk with “The Warriors of Light”.

Respectfully and with Heart,
Paula, a Warrior of Light

[1inMany]

Posted by ulli (here)

Posted by 1inMany (here)

Posted by ulli (here)

Posted by Samsara (here)

Posted by ulli (here)
All the Cancerians I have ever known have taken offense where none was intended, being sensitive.
Not for nothing do astrologers refer to them as the "peeled grapes".

Being a Cancerian, this made me laugh (at myself). I must say that with time, I am getting better at not taking things so personal. Maybe my Leo ascendant kicking in ?

Anyway, made me think of this song

Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=bfJ_c2tyfQ0

Haha, such a perfect Cancerian song.
Every line.
Cancer is the Mother. (But also the baby)
Cancer loves to spoon feed. (But also loves to be spoon fed).
Cancer rules the breast (as in feeding)
but also the stomach, (as in receiving food)

Cancerians are emotional, personal, intimate, caring...
all necessary attributes to make newcomers to the planet feel warm and cozy and welcome.
Then suffers the pains of loss as those babies grow up, become parents and even grandparents.
Their role ends there. They are close to the earth, from which life originates...
the distant stars and the future are the scary destiny.
Better stay home and look at old photographs and enjoy the memories, and have a hearty laugh at things long past.
They bake great cookies...

Omigosh...this too! Wow, resonate much? lol...

which made me think of this song:

Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=4us3axPNiRY

Yeah... I don't know why either.



Yet, it's one of my all time faves...

WOW 1inMany you know me by now and you know I mean no ill nor harm,
but even though I listened and watched that song from beginning to end I could not relate to it for 1 single moment.
What's strange too, the singer on the left looks physically just like I used to look...
(unfortunately these days I look more like that Nelson guy on the right)
There is nothing there for me, which goes to show how far apart Cancer and Capricorn really are....I mean there is a whole universe between those two signs.
Now I need another Carmody song to wash out my ears. We need a world whe we can fling insults at one another without spilling blood....

Oh, lordylordy, Ulli, I definitely know you mean no harm in any way, shape or form, lol, no offense taken.

I'm bleak and dreary today, have a MASSIVE migraine. So, my thoughts popped randomly from one thing to the other. That song, The Girlfriend Song, has no substance in it whatsoever. It is hilarious in my sense of humor. There is a very nonsensical part of me, the same part that posted "Yellow Submarine" a while back. I shared it only for others to find humor. Funny is on me this time, as I should have stated that it was funny before hand...oops.

Love you, Ulli...

[ulli]

Posted by 1inMany (here)
Oh, and another thing. I'm deeply disturbed. Well, besides that... Today I am totally and completely stuck in stuck mode. I had a dream night before last. Awoke with tears still flowing. Then I told you about the dream I had that felt artificially pulled from my memory banks. After those two dreams, I really started looking at them hard, trying to find the message. Okay, deeply disturbing emotionally heavy dreams. There MUST be a message, right? I went over them and over them.

It is too difficult for me to put myself into the role of the person I dream of. For example, I dreamed of my mother. I tried and tried to think of what aspect of me that my mother was representing. But since my mother is deeply in my heart, I could not separate her long enough to insert any aspect of me. Then I found something that clarified for me:

Apart from defining how you see one of your dream characters, and what relationship you have had to them in the past, as Harry suggests, it helps to simply consider how you feel about them, what characteristics are most important or noticeable to you. But occasionally it isn’t what you see in their own character, but what you feel about them.

That allowed me to quit trying to insert 'me" for 'my mom'...and it helped because when I was seeing my mother, I was unable to even replace 'my maternal side' for her in the dream.

...I hope this is making some sense...

So, I was thinking about this all day yesterday. What was I feeling towards my mother in the dream, or what part of our relationship was I feeling? Well, shart, I had the same dream again last night with a different main character.

So today, my here and now has been utterly obsessed with first the actual event in the dream, and secondly why the event was happening to these two people...

Well, at the moment, I'm just stuck.

But, on the bright side, I do love this Village. Very much.

The person you dream of is you. Now you get to work....questions and answers. The dream holds a message, and you have only to decode it. Not with your imagination but by staring at the facts....which could include the dress you saw her wear, the activity. Facts. What was going on there? Any movement? If you want I will help you...unless it is too personal. But the dream is a product of the dreamers mind....nothing more nothing less.
I once dreamt an earthquake had opened the lawn in front of our house back home just where my father had been standing, and swallowed him up. Nothing left of him. If he hadn't been dead already I might have been worried for his life. But with a bit of decoding work I figured it out....my son was sick that day and I was a single mum, and I played more the father role in his life than the mother role. Went to his bedside for about 20 minutes then left. A good mother would have stayed with him till e was fast asleep, but instead I had done the dad thing. My dream showed me to become a mother, and get rid of or even kill the inner father.
See how it works?

[eaglespirit]

Posted by benevolentcrow (here)
The H&N has made me a little happier today. WhiteCrowBlackDeer a positive light has come our way! Thank you!

Thanks Benevolentcrow...
I seem to send those suggestions every other post I make all over the internet these days in the now...
glad I can take a break : ) : ) : )

[another bob]

Posted by Sierra (here)
I have some clothes I bought that I could wear in the San Francisco Bay Area (salwar kameezes) that I'd be truly chicken to wear in Paradise (a conservative community).

Well, I walk around semi-naked, and only got one complaint so far. Well, it was from Steve up the street, who complains about everything, so I bring him tomatoes off the garden vine, which seems to calm him. Speaking of gardens in Paradise, did you know there's a great Farmer's Market every Tuesday over at the Alliance Church lot on Clark? If not, check it out -- today I found some wonderful fresh stuff, even cherries!

[ulli]

Posted by 1inMany (here)

Oh, lordylordy, Ulli, I definitely know you mean no harm in any way, shape or form, lol, no offense taken.

I'm bleak and dreary today, have a MASSIVE migraine. So, my thoughts popped randomly from one thing to the other. That song, The Girlfriend Song, has no substance in it whatsoever. It is hilarious in my sense of humor. There is a very nonsensical part of me, the same part that posted "Yellow Submarine" a while back. I shared it only for others to find humor. Funny is on me this time, as I should have stated that it was funny before hand...oops.

Love you, Ulli...

I would never have said anything as I respect the fact that we all have very different tastes, but in the context of learning about our diversity and PC holding it all together I thought I would share where I with my partial Aspberger syndrome would be coming from.
Sensitive people cannot stand my energy, no matter how careful I am about expressing it, and if it hadn't been for astrology explaining to me that there are these different types I would have ended up in an institution.
Because from my perspective it has always looked like the whole world demands THEIR rights and THEIR space to be honored and to hell will little me. I'm sure there are some Capricorns here who would be grateful that someone summed up the Cap perspective, at least those who keep a lid on their own tendency to be harsh.
It might help to know that I had an abusive and over-sensitive mother whose issues included a Russian POW camp and who got more comfort from having a baby boy than a baby girl. Forgot to mention that my father also needed a male heir and instead got me.

[RunningDeer]

To: Linda and Modwiz

[1inMany]

You are right, of course, but I can't detach the emotions.

First, I am in a 3-story building, later find out it is a hospital. I walk in the elevator, press 1 to go down, but glance up at the digital floor number and see I am going down 29 floors. So, I realize the place I am going is way, way underground. I step out of the elevator, and it is the hospital, but more like an assylum from a scary movie. I am walking past people who either do not see me or simply do not care. I walk through the corridors until I find my mother's room. My heart is elated as I realize she did not die years ago, she is still alive, and I am so relieved and want to go to her and hug her and just sit with her and feel the love between us (yes, I am crying trying to relay this). I cannot understand why the other family members know this but did not tell me this.

We are then outside the hospital room preparing to return her to the room. She is deeply saddened and begins to sob, knowing that she must go back into the room and die. (Every bit of pain I felt when she died rushes through me again in reality). I ask her why she has to die again, where has she been all this time that she could not stay?

And the nurses and doctors and whoever else these people were began immediately wiring her all up..IVs, wires, electrodes, and she is there, sobbing, looking at me longingly like she wishes beyond everything that she did not have to do this. I do not understand, because it appears she is voluntarily checking back in, or allowing these people to do something to her she does not want. I then have the understanding. She has made a prior agreement, coerced to make this agreement I think, and she has simply accepted this is how it must be.

I ask what the hell they are hooking her up to and what is going on. They are hooking her up to a machine (much like a give-yourself-a-dose morphine people are given after surgeries). The chemical in it kills you. And she must give herself a dose every 10 minutes until she dies. And it is painful. (Geez, I'm sitting here crying like a baby)

I cannot bear it. I want to stop it. There is an injustice here, and I want to fix it. It's not right, it's not ethical, it's not legal, and it must be stopped.

Then I wake up, and the tears are flowing like they are now.





The next time I have this dream, the machine is involved again. But this time, I dream I am in a hospital and there is a little boy. (This little boy was a student of mine, call him N. He needed someone to love him and nurture him ... I gave him what he needed at the time, but was ripped away during the legal battle.) Anyway, N was required to check in to this hospital at 4:00. I was there for him so that he was not alone. (His mother beat him and his brother beat him and his sister was afraid of his brother...belts, fists, whatever...theirs was a cruel existence)

I brought him love, brought him a blanket, but mostly I stayed with him. When I realized the machine and the chemical were involved, I asked how long he had to do this. They said every night for 21 days. My heart sank. I promised him that I would be there for him and take him home everyday and return him on time every day. But, I was disgusted because this was some punishment for something he had done.

As there was still time before 4:00, we were furiously trying to gather up his things...pillow here, blanket there, video game over there, books, music...into bags to carry with us. Tried to find his clothes strewn about. At that point Mike was in the dream, and he was getting really pissed that it was taking so long. Finally, we found his guitar and divided all N's things between us to carry them. We walked out and saw a mountain of dirt to walk over and along...like construction in a parking lot or something...we had to go back in to get N because his brother had shown up. Brother was down the hall and was provoking him to get him involved in something that would hurt him further...(still crying here)

There's the MAIN event...the single-dose machine...and the main people...

Have at it, my friend. What you tell me can't hurt any worse than these damned dreams...

Love,

Oops, got off the main train of thought boo-hooing...so I awoke from the dream with N just as I had mustered the anger and resolve that I was definitely going to fix this sh*t. Period. Mamabear was not standing for this. **** them!

Awoke....

[RunningDeer]

Posted by ulli (here)

Posted by 1inMany (here)

Oh, lordylordy, Ulli, I definitely know you mean no harm in any way, shape or form, lol, no offense taken.

I'm bleak and dreary today, have a MASSIVE migraine. So, my thoughts popped randomly from one thing to the other. That song, The Girlfriend Song, has no substance in it whatsoever. It is hilarious in my sense of humor. There is a very nonsensical part of me, the same part that posted "Yellow Submarine" a while back. I shared it only for others to find humor. Funny is on me this time, as I should have stated that it was funny before hand...oops.

Love you, Ulli...

I would never have said anything as I respect the fact that we all have very different tastes, but in the context of learning about our diversity and PC holding it all together I thought I would share where I with my partial Aspberger syndrome would be coming from.
Sensitive people cannot stand my energy, no matter how careful I am about expressing it, and if it hadn't been for astrology explaining to me that there are these different types I would have ended up in an institution.
Because from my perspective it has always looked like the whole world demands THEIR rights and THEIR space to be honored and to hell will little me. I'm sure there are some Capricorns here who would be grateful that someone summed up the Cap perspective, at least those who keep a lid on their own tenancy to be harsh.
It might help to know that I had an abusive and over-sensitive mother whose issues included a Russian POW camp and who got more comfort from having a baby boy than a baby girl. Forgot to mention that my father also needed a male heir and instead got me.

That's helpful information, Ulli. Thank you.
Hearts,
Paula