Here and Now...What's Happening?

[ulli]

Posted by Wakytweaky (here)

Posted by Flash (here)
Hi Belle,

One can therefore now stop trying to satisfy their mother's eyes or get her approval and be afraid of her comments or rejection and start accepting that perceived imperfections are in fact absolute perfection. Love is the foremost gift to oneself.

I explain: I personnally learn a lot from my 15 years old. Once, she had a real epiphany in which she realised how perfect the other side is, the other side of the veil. When she stopped crying after her amazing epiphany, she told me that she would not want to be in the other side, because being in such a perfect place and being so perfect was absolutely beautiful but also absolutely dull. She came back happy to be "imperfect", it made her living experience interesting.

I must mention that my daughter, who wrote so beautifully to Nora's niece, was borned with partial aphasia, muscular coordination problems, and ADD, and still has learning difficulties for which she has to work 3 times as much as others to be an B student. We worked so much together on improvement that her handicaps are now light. She has develop skills not much people have. She knows precisely what she is talking about when she talks of being lucky to be imperfect. Welcome to the club Belle.

What an amazing insights for a 15 year old Flash...

It makes me think of the quotes: "I've send you nothing but angels" and "blessings in disguise"
My rheumatoid-arthritis in the knee helped me to learn a lot about myself too. so I have now a love-dislike relationship with it.

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Ulli...

You seem to know a lot about dreams and the symbols in them.
Since I started with learning about astral travel... I dream a lot about planes. I know you wrote something about that somewhere back in the thread, but I can't find it now.
These planes are always crashing down near where I am in that dream, or I am in one that is crashing down.
The funny thing is.... Always when I had such a dream, I wake up with significantly more 'feeling connected' to my life and the people around me.
Like I am more grounded.
Any ideas?

Just woke up and needed to get some water as I felt dehydrated.
Walking to the kitchen I noticed again this persistent pain in my left knee
which I have had for quite a few months now, but it doesn't bother me except at nights.
So you are the one, eh?
This is something that has been happening all my life...I have taken on other people's symptoms,
even without knowing it.
Like another bob's Mazie, only I don't feel quite as much pain.

I've had many dreams to do with planes. One dream I remember vividly...I was piloting a Concorde and trying to take off, but couldn't because there were telephone wires across the runway.
At that time I had just become a Bahai and was participating actively in the Barbados community and there was this culture clash. I still had the personality of a typical yuppie executive, and the majority of people in my community were poor blacks, and also some white Americans and few people understood me. Everything I said was misinterpreted somehow. The poorest people adored me as the white princess, while the more educated Americans directed their inverted racism at me. It was tough as there were endless misunderstandings. So that dream really explained to me about the crossed communication ( wires) and my frustration as my capacity was flying high and fast, yet I couldn't. I had allowed my soul to take over my life, and my ego was being tamed. The ability to merge with the collective had become my new challenge, and now, nearly thirty years later, I still maintain that is what we are here to do, at this time in history more than ever.
I have taken several cultural plunges in my life and all were difficult at the beginning but served me to overcome my European elitism.
Your interpretation of your dream is spot on.

[Jenci]

Posted by Wakytweaky (here)
What an amazing insights for a 15 year old Flash...

It makes me think of the quotes: "I've send you nothing but angels" and "blessings in disguise"
My rheumatoid-arthritis in the knee helped me to learn a lot about myself too. so I have now a love-dislike relationship with it.

When Mother Teresa was asked about tending to the homeless, the 'untouchables', those shunned by society on the streets of Calcutta she said "Every day I see Jesus Christ in all of his distressing disguises"


Jeanette

[Belle]

Posted by Flash (here)
Hi Belle,

One can therefore now stop trying to satisfy their mother's eyes or get her approval and be afraid of her comments or rejection and start accepting that perceived imperfections are in fact absolute perfection. Love is the foremost gift to oneself.

I explain: I personnally learn a lot from my 15 years old. Once, she had a real epiphany in which she realised how perfect the other side is, the other side of the veil. When she stopped crying after her amazing epiphany, she told me that she would not want to be in the other side, because being in such a perfect place and being so perfect was absolutely beautiful but also absolutely dull. She came back happy to be "imperfect", it made her living experience interesting.

I must mention that my daughter, who wrote so beautifully to Nora's niece, was borned with partial aphasia, muscular coordination problems, and ADD, and still has learning difficulties for which she has to work 3 times as much as others to be an B student. We worked so much together on improvement that her handicaps are now light. She has develop skills not much people have. She knows precisely what she is talking about when she talks of being lucky to be imperfect. Welcome to the club Belle.

Flash, what a beautiful light your daughter is...and how wise.

A little more of my story....at age three and one-half, I was diagnosed with chronic nephritis, a kidney disease that caused the kidney's to stop working...this was ten years before the kidney dialysis machine was developed. I was told I would not live to see my fifth birthday.

In and out of hospitals most of my childhood, remissions were rare, isolation necessary because they were concerned a flu or strep throat or childhood disease would finish me off. But I had angels to play with...yes, angels. And visits from a lady in white who told me that one day I would run and play like the other children. My last relapse occurred on my sixteenth birthday...by age seventeen there was no sign I had ever had anything wrong with me...it was totally gone. The doctors were amazed and puzzled.

When things happen to us as very young children, well, speaking for myself...there is an acceptance of what is. I don't remember questioning anything other than would I ever be well. Certainly my Mom's attitude toward me was just the way she was...just like being ill...and I could do nothing but accept and allow things to be as they were. And learned to live each and every day as tho' it was my last.

The isolation served me well...meditating at a young age, seeking inner knowledge, accepting spiritual assistance as normal (angels/women in white), etc. To this day I require a lot of time alone. I accepted myself as 'different' because of my experiences and lack of social skills...tho' I became rather introverted.

Part of me believes that each of us is given a scenario when we are children that we are meant to come to terms with and 'get past' to actually help us find our way to our own truth...whatever that may be.

I totally understand what your daughter is saying...she is such a beautiful spirit.

[laperle]

Posted by ulli (here)

Posted by Flash (here)
Hi Belle,

One can therefore now stop trying to satisfy their mother's eyes or get her approval and be afraid of her comments or rejection and start accepting that perceived imperfections are in fact absolute perfection. Love is the foremost gift to oneself.

I explain: I personnally learn a lot from my 15 years old. Once, she had a real epiphany in which she realised how perfect the other side is, the other side of the veil. When she stopped crying after her amazing epiphany, she told me that she would not want to be in the other side, because being in such a perfect place and being so perfect was absolutely beautiful but also absolutely dull. She came back happy to be "imperfect", it made her living experience interesting.

I must mention that my daughter, who wrote so beautifully to Nora's niece, was borned with partial aphasia, muscular coordination problems, and ADD, and still has learning difficulties for which she has to work 3 times as much as others to be an B student. We worked so much together on improvement that her handicaps are now light. She has develop skills not much people have. She knows precisely what she is talking about when she talks of being lucky to be imperfect. Welcome to the club Belle.

She is also lucky to have you as her mother.
The thing with handicaps and imperfections is that everyone has them, only some are more visible than others.
For example, professional models. I've known a few and some are really sweet and despite their success and earning $1000 an hour are convinced they are ugly, because they know their flaws.

Then there are those who leave a trail of broken hearts behind because they have no compassion for others, and play games with people.
Their handicap is the absence of a good character, and in my opinion the only true handicap one can have.

Hello Belle,

Yes, your daughter is lucky to have you as a mother. Definitely!

Not a very warm personality towards you, your mother had (s). My mother wasn't allowed to continue dancing when she was 4 years old. She was interrupted brutely by her mother.. That's one of the very few incidents she told me about. She 'learned' me couple off things, like that I can not sing, I am not polite, I am not kind, I am ......etc etc. It opened my eyes, when I started to ask questions concerning my mothers' history, and my grandmothers' history, and even my great grandmothers'.... Also of my fathers side. Similarities were found....no recognition, working for the good cause, working results always have there errors and faults, don't show your feelings or emotions,do not go for your dreams.....success is not for us....
You do the opposite with your daughter! Great work/vision!

Now I have to do that with my kids (nearly 5 and 2 years). So... a long way to go with many opportunities and....ahum..learning moments.....
They have the age, as you know, that I can spoil them, make them ore break them... But most of all LOVE THEM...
But that's not difficult. I'm a very proud mother and love (almost) any aspect within them. Whatever they have done, when they start to smile....with gleaming eyes...
Sorry, I'm drifting away, a bid distracted so to speak.

No kidding....it's also the choice of the kids to get born within our family, the path of their development etc. etc. But you probably know that already. And I do not own them. I 'just' have a tiny responsibility towards them.

As @Ulli says, I also keep the love in sight (if I don't forget it in 'the moment of ..whatever...stress...loss of control (if that exists) ) and try to stick on that in the back of my mind/heart.
Fear is the opposite of love. To me it is the lack of love. The emptiness within space/situations when love is gone and 'the cold' arrives.

And @ulli, thank you thank you very much by opening this tread. It makes it possible to discus about everything, from events occasionally to very serious subjects....even my emotional pain and discomfort concerning my Roman feet.....



What am I complaining about.....after seeing this beautiful picture....

[1inMany]

Good Morning,

Though the sun isn't up yet. My body is finding an odd rhythm, waking up before dawn and taking 4 hour naps. It makes me feel terrible about myself, like I am not really present for my kids or anyone else. It makes me feel lazy, old...it makes me feel lots of things, and none of them are good. I can't decide whether I should allow this or fight it. Sleep is a respite, and everything seems to make me tired. Why do I dread doing mundane things? Any chore around the house is quite that, a chore. Going to the store is a major outing, and of course it makes me want to sleep. Sometimes, I can feel some odd things in my body...maybe my pulse gets too fast and I feel a little weak or something, sleep. When I wake up, it is all gone.

I used to take stimulant medication. Before I took it, and since I have been off of it, as long as I sleep some time during the day, my anxiety is at bay in general. When I wanted to stop taking it, I discussed it with the doctor. She said that as long as I could listen to my body and give it what it needs, and that did not interfere with anything in my life, then there is no problem. So, I learned to sleep during the day. But, for crying out loud, I feel like I am either waking up or preparing for a nap every minute of the day.

Maybe I feel lazy or like an inattentive mom because the past 20 years have been busy and full. So many things were crammed into a day that I don't know how I fueled that schedule at all. Work, kids schools, volunteering, special education meetings, doctors, orthodontists, therapists, taking classes, bringing work home which I seldom had time to do, activities like gymnastics, swimming, softball, cheerleading, band, choir...not to mention homework for me and for them and household duties like laundry and grocery shopping. I saw an old picture the other day, and in the background was a wall calendar so written all over it looked like chicken scratch.

And here I sit, unable to muster much energy or motivation to sweep the floor or cook one meal. At the risk of sounding depressed, which I do not necessarily feel, it is almost like I spent my entire life's energy already and now I am catching up on the rest. But there is no drive anymore, nothing is really all that important.

Instead of going back to bed, think I will go get another cup of coffee and watch the sun come up.

Good Day to you all and Much Love,

[ulli]

1inMany
You are still in transition- transition between your ego self running everything,
and your awakening soul self kicking in only gradually, like a sputtering engine.
It will return, and with greater strength each time.
Hating the mundane is part of a programming that took our focus away from here and now.
Yet there is no real power in the there and then.
The real power is here and now, and the excercise of this thread is to discover that.
And before we get there symptoms are being discovered, and healing happens during resting.
Most people in today's society are bipolar without realizing it. That is so because we have divided selves, are duality creatures living in a dualistic world.
The power I'm speaking of starts to gush in when true Oneness is glimpsed, and the focus in that direction is maintained. There is only One God, and One Now.
And It Is Now.

[Anchor]

Posted by 1inMany (here)
...

I have read your post three times at least. I resonate with the "struggle" in it.

I feel like I want to say something, but I really hope it doesn't come over as judgmental.

Are you judging yourself harshly?

My suggestion is that your problems are perhaps, at this time caused by being overly concerned about figuring out what is wrong and why.

Could it be that nothing is wrong?

Perhaps you may see that your current vision is colored by your hitherto experienced and learned values? Compare and contrast with the memories of being a super-mum? Washing up, with one hand, prepping food with another, working some appliance with the right foot and sweeping the floor with a broom shoved somewhere inconvenient - but oh so necessary to get the job done

We each refract and split the pure white light of the infinite through the prisms of our mind-body-spirit beings into what is actually a perfectly well made world of experience; and all those colours recombined are as pure and perfect expressions of the infinite as they ever were.

How often do we feel that we must measure up to standards that are set by other than ourselves? That our colours must match up to some fashionable arrangement lest we consider it failure in some way - (as opposed to measure of achievement )? If so, what measure REALLY applies?

Is it not appropriate to now look at what life is really offering? Space to perhaps slow down on one side and speed up another? Could it be that your mind-body-spirit complex has reordered itself just enough to make you reflective of the need for a change of pace?

I am also struck by how lucky you are to have a doctor that actually supported your initiative to stop taking a medication - I suspect many would not have done so.

I don't know what practical advice I can offer - except - that it may just be ok to relax and enjoy this new strangeness for a while and exploit the opportunities that it will bring you to perhaps root around in that matrix of mind - and let the body do its thing.

Each day we are new. We are not the same person we were yesterday - and that is hard to see, but its true. Its more easy to see that we are different people to how we were say 10 years ago - how different the refraction of our prisms between then and now and consequently the spread of color we project into the world.

If I were with you know, I would spend some time walking you through a relaxing meditation.

Something I should do more often on myself

Its pointless me stressing that you are perfect and all is well - and even a bit silly - especially when you are perhaps feeling frustrated and imperfect.

Nevertheless, I hope you can be kind to your self and your body/mind complex. Let it do what it needs to do to teach you what you need to be taught. Feed it, nurture it, love it, clean it, rest it, do all those things - but maybe don't get annoyed with it when it is doing its level best to do its job of providing you with the experiences - presumably needed and at some as yet un-recalled level of consciousness wanted to have.

With heaps of love.

May your relaxation be blessed in the love, in the light and with the peace of the one infinite creator - in whom we are all a part.

John..

[1inMany]

Ulli and Anchor,

I am touched. To tears actually. You are both right. Ulli, you once said that the city is for the mind and the country is for the soul.

Who I am here, and now, is leaps and bounds more aware and spiritual than who I was then and there.

Allowing spiritual growth is one of the hardest challenges I face, because it does not look like the Super-mum. I am grateful, every day actually, that I do not have to take a shower, get breakfast, pack lunches, help with fashion advice, go through a "don't forget" list, make sure everyone has shoes (yes, one of my daughters went to school without shoes once lol!!!)...all before 7 a.m.

Allowing that there was a reason for that Me, and there is an equally important and necessary reason for this Me... And both Me's are just fine. Perfect in fact.

That's a tough one because of an old paradigm, thank you both for pointing that out. Anchor, I felt no judgment from you, only compassion.

I love you both, thank you for reaching out to help me. My heart has been sufficiently infused....I can see more clearly, feel more clearly.

So Much Love,

[ulli]

Posted by 1inMany (here)
Ulli and Anchor,

I am touched. To tears actually. You are both right. Ulli, you once said that the city is for the mind and the country is for the soul.

Who I am here, and now, is leaps and bounds more aware and spiritual than who I was then and there.

Allowing spiritual growth is one of the hardest challenges I face, because it does not look like the Super-mum. I am grateful, every day actually, that I do not have to take a shower, get breakfast, pack lunches, help with fashion advice, go through a "don't forget" list, make sure everyone has shoes (yes, one of my daughters went to school without shoes once lol!!!)...all before 7 a.m.

Allowing that there was a reason for that Me, and there is an equally important and necessary reason for this Me... And both Me's are just fine. Perfect in fact.

That's a tough one because of an old paradigm, thank you both for pointing that out. Anchor, I felt no judgment from you, only compassion.

I love you both, thank you for reaching out to help me. My heart has been sufficiently infused....I can see more clearly, feel more clearly.

So Much Love,

The same thing happened to me...only it was to do with my ET discovery.
I had a friend in the seventies who had been abducted and talked about it a lot.
But even though I conceded that such a thing was possible I had no drawer in my mental filing cabinet to store that info.
Not for fifteen years, anyway...the crucial years of child-raising.

Then I had my sighting in 1994, two years before my son left home.
I wish now that ET should have waited two more years because processing the UFO data
while living with a rebellious disbelieving son was a bit too much for my motherhood role.
Mistakes were made.
Poor guy. It was bad enough for him to process my astrologer self...
Kids want "normal' parents, whatever that means.

[RunningDeer]

[RunningDeer]

These are one liners, under 40 seconds, of my take on life. It's about keeping it simple.

"Farmer Jeans & Sneakers"

Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=xueHM7h25-0

https://youtube.com/watch?v=xueHM7h25-0&feature=plcp

"Journey of Discovery"

Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=MhYHmfnDBR4

https://youtube.com/watch?v=MhYHmfnDBR4&feature=plcp

[WhiteFeather]

Theres some heavy rain and lightning going on here in the east,
And Im Sending my love and energy to The Villagers......Peace! : )
Good Evening Villagers


All is Love, Infinitely and Unconditionally.

[another bob]

Posted by Jenci (here)

Posted by Wakytweaky (here)
What an amazing insights for a 15 year old Flash...

It makes me think of the quotes: "I've send you nothing but angels" and "blessings in disguise"
My rheumatoid-arthritis in the knee helped me to learn a lot about myself too. so I have now a love-dislike relationship with it.

When Mother Teresa was asked about tending to the homeless, the 'untouchables', those shunned by society on the streets of Calcutta she said "Every day I see Jesus Christ in all of his distressing disguises"


Jeanette

“God presents himself in the inmost depths of my soul. I understand not only that he is present, but also how he is present in every creature and in everything that has being, in a devil and a good angel, in heaven and hell, in good deeds and in adultery or homicide, in all things, finally, which exist or have some degree of being, whether beautiful or ugly. I also understand that he is no less present in a devil than a good angel. Therefore, while I am in this truth, I take no less delight in seeing or understanding his presence in a devil or in an act of adultery than I do in a good angel or in a good deed. This mode of divine presence in my soul has become almost habitual. Moreover, this mode of God's presence illuminates my soul with such great truth and bestows on it such divine graces that when my soul is in this mode it cannot commit any offense, and it receives an abundance of divine gifts. Because of this understanding of God's presence my soul is … also granted deep wisdom, great divine consolation, and joy.”

~Angela of Foligno

[astrid]

Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=71gGgk5RmHg

Thanks Tom !!

[Marianne]

Laperle, this touched me so much. Thank you for being here and sharing your life and journey.



And everyone, you may not know how much your words mean to others.

I think it was ViralSpiral who posted this many pages back. It's been in my head lately, and I love it, so wanted to share it again.

Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=ABYJo53mHHQ

CONSTANT CRAVING (KD Lang)
Even through the darkest phase
Be it thick or thin
Always someone marches brave
Here beneath my skin

And constant craving
Has always been

Maybe a great magnet pulls
All souls to what's true
Or maybe it is life itself
Leads wisdom
To its youth

Constant craving
Has always been

Craving
Ah ha
Constant craving
Has always been

Constant craving
Has always been
Constant craving
Has always been

Lots of love to all,
JB

And Tom's Pele Report .. yay!! Thanks Astrid, I was just thinking of him and wondering if the report had been posted.

[WhiteFeather]

Love that song Marianne. I hadn't heard it in quite some Time. Hairs are standing up on my neck and arms. Great Meaning. Bliss and Wanishi.

[ghostrider]

it was 113 today, fell back in my chair in a cat nap, woke up wifey home, she fell asleep sitting up for 30 minutes , the heat of the day is crushing both of us. Dark and fans running no more energy to give to the day.

[WhiteFeather]

Someday we'll find a new way of living, Someday we'll find a new way of beginning. Somewhere!

To The Lightworkers.............

A song with a very powerful meaning to me. Enjoy Villagers!

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

[AnthonyBacala]

The last 2 1/2 weeks, I have been waking up in the morning with a queasy feeling in my stomach. At first, I thought it was due to my accident- which I discuss in Bill's thread here in post #514 https://projectavalon.net/forum4/show...l=1#post520755

I thought it was just the stress of the accident, and the visions of jumping out of a flaming vehicle to save my life, that were having adverse affects on my body. But that didn't explain it. Then, I questioned my health, although I have not been ill in quite some time. After pondering over the cause for the last couple weeks, I finally made a correlation.

Last night, I had a dream in which I was in Colorado visiting a close friend, Ashley. During the dream, a friend of hers passed away. I was not exactly sure who this individual was, and quickly forgot about the dream when my 21 month old son made his way to our room at 4 a.m. to crawl in our bed. Then, I woke up around 6:30 and managed to get another hour of sleep in before the day began. At this point, the dream from earlier picked back up. Only this time, I was with the deceased body and watching over it as it was going through an autopsy.

Most often, I wake up and I am able to recall my dreams, as well as derive an overall meaning/message that was being presented during the dream. But not this time. I was stumped, and had no idea what to make of it.

As I began the day, the queasiness returned. It has felt like nausea, and has been so severe that I have found myself crawling back in bed for moments throughout the day. But, today, I decided it was not going to incapacitate me and I set the intention to be highly productive.

Upon texting my friend Ashley back, who sent me a picture of a beautiful Colorado sunset the night before, it made sense why I had the dream. As I began telling her about my first strange dream of the night (not one with her in it) she said the same thing...her dreams were very odd as well. This prompted her to call me immediately, as talking beats texting any day of the week

The first thing she said was this was one of the few dreams she had that she couldn't decipher. As I explained mine to her she told me she, in fact, had a friend that recently passed. It turns out, I was dreaming of her experience and it is why I was unfamiliar with the person passing. This was the connection that led the way towards revelations for both of us.

After speaking for a while, I suddenly mentioned my queasiness in the mornings, and how it had been adversely affecting my mood. She likened it to "PMS" and we both got a good laugh. However, the odd thing was, she has been having this same feeling for roughly the same amount of time as I have. She, too, could not understand what was causing it or how to process it. As we both described our experiences, we realized 1.) we were both dealing with the same thing and 2.) it was related to an influx in energy that is affecting our bodies.

After postulating on the meaning, we finally understood that this was the first time for both of us that we were having trouble processing the incoming energy. We realized that a strong possibility for this is that, as the energy is working on our bodies/DNA, the toxins and yuck within our bodies was not reacting well. We both agreed that, in order to fully integrate these new energies and utilize their benefits, we need to undergo a detox session. It has been a while since I have cleansed my body, but I truly believe that upon doing so, I will be able to harness these new energies and use them for the greater good.

Just curious if anyone else has been experiencing this, and, if so, what kind of input can you share?

[Swan]

Posted by AnthonyBacala (here)
After speaking for a while, I suddenly mentioned my queasiness in the mornings, and how it had been adversely affecting my mood. She likened it to "PMS" and we both got a good laugh. However, the odd thing was, she has been having this same feeling for roughly the same amount of time as I have. She, too, could not understand what was causing it or how to process it. As we both described our experiences, we realized 1.) we were both dealing with the same thing and 2.) it was related to an influx in energy that is affecting our bodies.

After postulating on the meaning, we finally understood that this was the first time for both of us that we were having trouble processing the incoming energy. We realized that a strong possibility for this is that, as the energy is working on our bodies/DNA, the toxins and yuck within our bodies was not reacting well. We both agreed that, in order to fully integrate these new energies and utilize their benefits, we need to undergo a detox session. It has been a while since I have cleansed my body, but I truly believe that upon doing so, I will be able to harness these new energies and use them for the greater good.

Just curious if anyone else has been experiencing this, and, if so, what kind of input can you share?

Hi Anthony,

Yes.

But in my case I have had the uncomfortable feeling in the mornings for as long as I can remember.

I have stopped seeing it as a problem to be solved, and now see it as an indicator that I am not yet living as I intended to.

I notice that when I manage to stay mainly heart based through out the day, the next morning the uneasy feeling is less.

Lately I have also felt the need to detox, to lose the "old stuff" my body is clinging to.