Here and Now...What's Happening?

[Michelle Marie]

I've been getting major energy surges in my solar plexus that last for hours.

I blew a seal a few days ago, at lease that's how I described it. When I though of it that way, I remembered the 7 seals and started researching that. Yep. it was about busting through the chakras. I'm still researching does anyone know about this?

Thanks,
MichelleMarie

[music]

Posted by Michelle Marie (here)
I've been getting major energy surges in my solar plexus that last for hours.

I blew a seal a few days ago, at lease that's how I described it. When I though of it that way, I remembered the 7 seals and started researching that. Yep. it was about busting through the chakras. I'm still researching does anyone know about this?

Thanks,
MichelleMarie

Hi Michelle Marie, I did a thread touching on this here. To pass from solar plexus to heart, I have found the key is letting go of fear.

[Heather2017]

My heart is breaking tonight. Mom was killed on this day in 2007, and I miss her.

[ulli]

Posted by Heather2012 (here)
My heart is breaking tonight. Mom was killed on this day in 2007, and I miss her.

We have to find new mums, somehow.
There are women right here, in this Village,
who have become Mum substitutes for me.
As I hope I can be one for them.
Also thinking of BenevolentCrow now who lost hers not too long ago.
One of the Village men even channelled my Mum once without realizing it.
Here's a hug for Heather.

[ulli]

Posted by Rocky_Shorz (here)
runs back in and hops into the hammock...

can't wait until this election is over...

Hammocks in a circle...great. Better than those wooden logs.
Now we can run the world from our hammocks.
Too cool.

[Playdo of Ataraxas]

Good morning Village, Here and Now. I wrote a poem last night. It contained a spell of protection within it. It was very simple and short, and it just came out. I didn't think or write it really, it just emerged. I wrote it one a small piece of paper. I was going to post it, but when I looked down to type it out, poof!, it was gone! I searched high and low for it, and could not find it. I tried hard to recall it. It was only four little lines, but it disappeared from my memory too. Maybe it will turn up on the other side. Oh well, so it goes.....

[donk]

Here and now, I found out that someone I love as a brother has been deceiving me for years. That had I known the "family secret", I'd have never trusted him with the lives of so many people, which he has now put in jeopardy--while he stays in denial, selfish delusion.

I take responsibility for trusting him with more than I could afford to, with not seeing earlier what was happening, for my own denial that I could by fooled yet again by projecting my integrity onto others.

I can't stop trusting though. I don't wanna be the person that never gives anyone the benefit of the doubt, that's always wondering if the person looking me in the eye is telling me the truth.

It's no consolation either, to know that whoever (in the CIA?) made the conscious decision to unleash on the method turning cocaine (which is bad enough) MORE potent, cheaply (cook it into a rock) will suffer for the suffering they casused in so many. And thinking on this, it's like the "guns don't kill people" idea...worse than inventing crack, is keeping the idea of "family secrets", of image being more important than reality, the sh!tty horrible idea that rather than learn from problem/crises/mistakes, we'll sweep them under the rug--so no one will judge us (and no one will LEARN ANYTHING).

UGH!!! It's amazing that "education" about substances more powerful than 99% of the population's willpower/free will is so full of distortions, lies, and bullsh!t that doesn't matter. It's sick to see what people can rationalize, people that seem SO intelligent and even self-aware.

Requesting patience, love, and understanding be sent my way, to prevent from these horrible thoughts of making someone I love suffer. I haven't wanted to hurt anyone in a loooong time, I hate this feeling, help me get over it....thanks

[Michelle Marie]

That happened to me recently...I typed something in, and poof it was gone! Word even stopped working.

Sometimes when I forget a good thought I just intend that it will come back, then let go. Also, I often write down a few words or thoughts when I have an idea I want to expand upon. Then, when I come back to the writing, I've got the thread of information started and I can pick up where I left off.

Back to here and now:
I appreciate any prayers or poems for protection at this time.
I am also intending, praying, and visualizing peace and protection for everyone.

Courage and strength TO ALL,
Michelle Marie

[Eram]

Posted by Playdo of Ataraxas (here)
Good morning Village, Here and Now. I wrote a poem last night. It contained a spell of protection within it. It was very simple and short, and it just came out. I didn't think or write it really, it just emerged. I wrote it one a small piece of paper. I was going to post it, but when I looked down to type it out, poof!, it was gone! I searched high and low for it, and could not find it. I tried hard to recall it. It was only four little lines, but it disappeared from my memory too. Maybe it will turn up on the other side. Oh well, so it goes.....

It was probably too powerful in the hands of men.

LOL

[donk]

Heh...on "family secrets"...thinking back on my own--my family kept the "crack head" a secret too. He had drug problem, he recovered, let's never speak of it again. Especially not around the children. Don't want them learnin' nothin', do we? Just expect them be perfect, or at least act right.

Cycles and loops, karmic feedback, history repeating....denial, delusion, distortion, dishonesty...deep deep trouble

How do we function as entities unto ourselves? why do we isolate, run from, FEAR, coming to the aid of those we love...solving problems, finding solutions, sharing our wisdom.

Very few people will share their experiences with ddrugs, junkies, any indiscretions...for fear of being judged by association, even if they were helping in the situation. They "protect" the "victim" of addiction, thus enabling them, and ensuring no one learns, no one grows.

I think constantly about this sh!t, have for years, so am handling a catastrophic material loss better than anyone around me, but the REAL sh!t, the personal stuff, trust, truth, love--has been consuming me. just when I think I am getting somewhere on my journey for authenticity (thanks Steve for the anti-"spirtiual" thread!), it gets jacked up another level...

Oh well, just another loop the universe threw my way. It is just so frustrating how easily solved and efficiently and effectively resolved if we all valued authenticity more than image and judgment!!

Who was it that said "it would be best if we could all communicate telepathically"?? That may be my favorite idea of the past several months, thanks for it (sh!t gets buried so quick in this thread!) whoever said it..I am truly sorry that YOU did not stick in my head as well as the message I love so much that you shared with me (us)...I have never felt a "truth" more universal to us (we humans, spririt inhabitants of the material realm)

[Carmody]

I get that all the time. What it is, is it is like dreams or messages from the other side or nearby reality. it comes in a short term memory and then disappears just as fast. almost impossible to hold on to.

So, when I wake up in the morning, or I have those moments, I scribble down a few key words that serve as triggers. That is, IF I'm trying to live in that space, or to reach it. As in headed in that direction on a daily basis, like tacking in sailing. Moving toward a target that I cannot directly see. And when you get there, it all opens up. Slowly....

The more you have a chance to live in those moments as long term recall (they come in as short term which is why they fade), the closer the other side becomes, and then one will suddenly find themselves swimming in it.

Anyway, what I came here to post. I always wondered why my sister would punch holes in the back of my hand with her fork, for reaching over with my fork... and scraping her plate..in exactly the right way.... (done the right way, it could be made to sound like four tiny versions of the #1 sound. which I was very good at doing. Four little long..drawn out screams....eeeeeeeee.... )

What Is the Most Annoying Sound in the World?

Apparently they've never heard a Native American wife yelling at her drunken husband, in a bar.

[donk]

C'mon, everyone knows the REAL most annoying sound in the world :

Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=KAWoP1kncRE

...Radio...pfft...who needs a radio??

[ulli]

Posted by Playdo of Ataraxas (here)
Good morning Village, Here and Now. I wrote a poem last night. It contained a spell of protection within it. It was very simple and short, and it just came out. I didn't think or write it really, it just emerged. I wrote it one a small piece of paper. I was going to post it, but when I looked down to type it out, poof!, it was gone! I searched high and low for it, and could not find it. I tried hard to recall it. It was only four little lines, but it disappeared from my memory too. Maybe it will turn up on the other side. Oh well, so it goes.....

It will probably show up sooner rather than later, since time is speeding up.
But then the timing will be perfect, as we all will have been awaiting its reappearance...
Playdo's long awaited poem. I'm sure it was THE KEY!!

[ulli]

Warning young kids about drugs needs to include the fact that they make people feel really, really good. Only then can there be a " hey, this isn't that great!" like a personal evaluation.
And also that a group of druggies will give a feeling of coziness and friendship which only lasts as long as a person is doing the drugs together with them.

Yet in reality there is no loyalty in the drug world...no deep soul bonds...
the whole thing is about deception.

[donk]

Warning young kids about drugs needs to include the fact that they make people feel really, really good.

yup, instead, we are taught "Drugs are bad....m'kay?" People that do drugs are bad. There's NOTHING good about them at all...Don't worry about that "cognitive dissonance" thing, only stupid bad people do it, because they are stupid and bad. Nevermind your favorite uncle just got back from rehab. He was just stupid, there's nothing you can learn from his experience (until you are riding to AA meetings with him 15 years from now).

Jeez.

I almost flipped when the only other dummy I knew that did crack said "it's the same thing" (as blowing up coke). Yeah, like crushing a half pint of grain alcohol in a gulp (to be able to get off, I've seen several people at this level of alcoholism--not to be confused with "drug addiction" now kiddies!) is the same thing as having too many beers at a party.

Sorry to keep ranting, but to be able to rationalize smoking crack is brand new to me. People main-lining s*** know goddam well they can't explain that to somone (to anyone not sticking needles in themselves) that what they are doing is ok, so a reallyintelligent person telling me "it aint no thing" to smoke crack is mindblowing.

AM I MY BROTHER'S KEEPER?



YES I AM!

(unfortunately).

[Carmody]

easy with the swearing. thank you. Raising one's self does indeed involved not projecting from self at others. charity starts at home. And all of that. Mmmkay?

[donk]

sorry. fixed it. lil upset

[ulli]

Posted by donk (here)
yup, instead, we are taught "Drugs are bad....m'kay?" People that do drugs are bad. There's NOTHING good about them at all...Don't worry about that "cognitive dissonance" thing, only stupid bad people do it, because they are stupid and bad. Nevermind your favorite uncle just got back from rehab. He was just stupid, there's nothing you can learn from his experience (until you are riding to AA meetings with him 15 years from now).

...

The other thing is that the main stream media present the problem in a way that only increases fascination.
Instead of showing what goes on in hospital emergency rooms, like a person having their stomachs pumped, they show "the gear", the paraphernalia, which only serves to increase the fake cool image.
There is nothing cool about rejecting the 'here and now' reality of life in favor of some short-lived thrill.

[donk]

I heard that DARE (american program to keep kids off drugs) is just an entrapment set-up, where if a kid says "my daddy has one of those" when the cop holds up a bong it's probable cause for warrant to kid's house. Don't know if it's true (2nd hand story) but it sounds about right.

There are ton of problems boiling down to the root causes, but a middle class spoiled rotten entitled american that has everything, including hours of conversation on delusion and self awarenenss...a kid you grew up with, known for 2 decades, grew up with...just lying to himself enough to be able to lie to you....makes me wanna cuss

[ulli]

Posted by donk (here)
sorry. fixed it. lil upset

I really thought of you yesterday, and was going to post the cutest rabbit picture ever.
Don't know why I didn't. Will have to look into my computer history to find it...

Have another look at Playdo's post about the goats on the previous page....
Just like goats you will take everything that happened to you and transmute it into gold...it can be done.
All experience in proper context in time will become of value, if one so desires.