Here and Now...What's Happening?

[Flash]

Posted by RunningDeer (here)

Posted by Calz (here)

So many variations.


...and tell me ... what appears to matter most is being truthful and honest.


... where does that fit in when truth will always cause a fight???


Cal

I’d appreciate the answer to that, too. The best I’ve got is that everybody’s truth is different. And it takes big love for all parties to be in a place that most ‘stuff’ just...does...not...matter.

'Agree to disagree' is a good thing. (in theory) Though, I've not had much success with it.

I am really sorry Calz for your difficulties, and being both good parents, i am sure that whatever happens, you will manage to share the children time.

Paula is right, about that most stuff does not matter. Don't sweat the small stuff with your wife.

2 weeks ago, i learned that not much is important in life, really very little if anything. The exercise to do was to tighten the fists and think of the deemed important thing, and then open the fist wide open hand flat towards the sky, and say "it is not important" " I let go".

A forum and external truth is surely unimportant when compared with inner self and inner truth you see.

Much love to you,

Flash

I am also sending a with to Marianne and Nora and 1inMany

[gripreaper]

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[PurpleLama]

sometimes its meeting people where they are at, and sometimes people are in a place that cant contain truth, ony appearances. its a tall order, when truth breeds only conflict, and thats one I can understand, having a truth that is too radical for most.

It is no easy thing, a situation like that, when grief and release are the only answer one can see. hence my above posted song, that one has been a boat through the rivers of tears that heartache brings, for me. to this day, it chokes me up, to sing along, along with the song Winter on the same album, which forever reminds me of my fathers ill demise.

a huge strain it is upon you my friend, in the life of mine it strikes a deep and resounding chord, all I can really do is repeat the old advice of make use of the wand I gave you, it can help even this, in your own heart and self, I wish it were the panacea for the external ills you experience too. hold the wand perpendicular to the body and slowly go up and down over the heart, as the emotions flow it will help. insert not the big, manly, back slapping hug, but the hard grasp of one who responds to a heart in pain. I can not say much more, bro. I hope to talk to you sometime soon, not for what good it will do, but just because....

[Freed Fox]

Posted by Calz (here)
...and tell me ... what appears to matter most is being truthful and honest.


... where does that fit in when truth will always cause a fight???

It may help to acknowledge just how elusive the truth can be. Only a moment ago, I happened upon the following - as I pondered your question - and it struck me as (in a sense) at least tangentially related:

In today’s world, brimful as it is with opinion and falsehoods masquerading as facts, you’d think the one place you can depend on for verifiable facts is science.

You’d be wrong. Many billions of dollars’ worth of wrong.

A few years ago, scientists at the Thousand Oaks biotech firm Amgen set out to double-check the results of 53 landmark papers in their fields of cancer research and blood biology.

The idea was to make sure that research on which Amgen was spending millions of development dollars still held up.
[...]

But what they found was startling: Of the 53 landmark papers, only six could be proved valid.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t unique. A group at Bayer HealthCare in Germany similarly found that only 25% of published papers on which it was basing R&D projects could be validated, suggesting that projects in which the firm had sunk huge resources should be abandoned. Whole fields of research, including some in which patients were already participating in clinical trials, are based on science that hasn’t been, and possibly can’t be, validated.

http://articles.latimes.com/2013/oct...ltzik-20131027

I hope it's not too terribly out of left field, considering the issue at hand is interpersonal relationships rather than academia, but I think it does serve to bring about some perspective when discussing one's truths.

Understand, the above deals with individuals who were deeply vested in deciphering facts. They had among the best resources to do so, and in these cases there were no cover-ups, or obfuscation as there are with certain other things. Even when truth may seem certain, and is held as such widely within a given sphere (be it mainstream or alternative), it may not really be.

Uncertainty is a bear to deal with, to endure on so many levels, but it may also be the most honest approach.

At any rate, my thoughts are with you Calz (and all the other Avalonians enduring difficult times right now), and I hope you find the best possible resolution moving onward.

[RunningDeer]

Buffy Sainte Marie - "Starwalker"

Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=oo6bf88iHHU

Starwalker he's a friend of mine
You've seen him looking fine
He's a straight talker, he's a Starwalker
Don't drink no wine
Ay way hey o heya

Wolf Rider she's a friend of your's
You've seen her opening doors,
She's a history turner, she's a sweetgrass burner
And a dog soldier
Ay hey way hey way heya

Lightning Woman, Thunderchild
Star soldiers one and all oh
Sisters, Brothers all togheter
Aim straight, Stand tall

Starwalker is a friend of mine
You've seen him looking fine
He's a straight talker, he's a Starwalker
Don't drink no wine
Ah way hey o hey...

Aya hey hey heyo way hey heyo
ay hey hey heya
Hey way hey way heya
Heya wey yoh
Ay hey way hey way heya

[RunningDeer]

Calz, this is the white squirrel you gave me many moons ago in honor of my journey. I still use it from time to time.

<3

[Playdo of Ataraxas]

My love goes out to you, Calz. I know you always like a funny.

[Carmody]

Posted by PurpleLama (here)
I used to think, the whole point of the roller coaster (re: carmody's above post) was to learn to lift that sucker off the rails with my jedi mind powers. Now I know, in order to keep that sucker off the rails, so true flight is possible, is to show others how to use their own jedi mind powers, so they can help. So it goes.

I think it was Russell Targ(?) Who spoke on that.

He said that once a person was shown how remote viewing worked, they could do it.

That someone who was 'psychic' was no more capable than the average person. That nearly anyone or indeed, anyone could master the ability. A bit of regular practice, with the right mind, understanding, and techniques, and we can all do these things.

that we ALL show some skills in these areas. ALL.

in other words, I am not special.

You are. (everyone)

Ie, my can was opened.

If one does not have any skills in these areas, it is only because that area of/in self has not yet been opened in one consciously, as a real and known functional connection.

Russell Targ, was the man who, with Ingo Swann, and Hal Puthoff, ran the US government's successful psychic/remote viewing program.

So, in effect, it is real as the day is real, as your self is real, as real as all of it -- one just had to step up to the plate and accept that it is, and delve into it.

Remember, the universe is based on consciousness. even the physicists call it 'intelligence', the stuff of this universe, what it is made of. Even they get it. it's alive, it is you, you are it. Spooky action at a distance, in the realm of statistical averages.

If one believes, deep down, that they do not possess such skills, then they do not. if one believes deep down, on the base level of deepest truths, that they do (and no one disagrees, very important-their projections interfere), then they do and will. Manifestation is all about inner and deeper truths.

[1inMany]

Thinking about suspending disbelief this morning, and what that means. And the ebb and flow of 3d life.

My progression this last few years seems to follow a pattern. When 3d life reaches up and grabs me, pulls me down into the muck and the mire, and is very heavy, there is not room for much else. When there is a lull in the heaviness and emotional turmoil, I experience explosions of growth. That is what I see at this moment, anyway. That is something I guess that just occured to me. No wonder. No wonder I have a fear, deep down, that I will forget something I have remembered, lose something I have gained. The downs are extreme. And it is during these times that my only focus in meditation becomes relaxing every knot.

Suspending disbelief is what I do when immersed in the waters of BEing. There is no belief there, nor disbelief. No wonder. No wonder I yearn for that space. I have experienced it, but getting there consciously, on purpose, that is tricky.

In the moments that I am not experiencing the downward drop of the roller coaster, I am pushing to remember...pushing to reach that space. And this entails suspending belief, I think. Yesterday I wondered a lot about which beliefs I am supposed to suspend. Which is good, on the one hand. But it also shows I'm still constantly looking for the right process, the steps, the instructions, the method.

Really, what I have come up with is that I have to Trust. Again. There it is. Obviously, I am going through a process of development. Of growth. And obviously, I am being led through this. I have to stop trying so hard and let it happen. That is what I have come up with so far.

I have a lot to be grateful for, here and now. Health is at the top of the list. All the support is right up there, too. I will start there, and I will sit in a place of gratitude. And will myself into the peace I know exists.

Much Love,

[RunningDeer]

Posted by RunningDeer (here)

Posted by Calz (here)

So many variations.
...and tell me ... what appears to matter most is being truthful and honest.
... where does that fit in when truth will always cause a fight???
Cal

I’d appreciate the answer to that, too. The best I’ve got is that everybody’s truth is different. And it takes big love for all parties to be in a place where most ‘stuff’ just...does...not...matter.

'Agree to disagree' is a good thing. (in theory) Though, I've not had much success with it.

I notice my heart chakra area hurts this morning. I'm acknowledging so it'll release the extra-charge.

On another note:

Posted by RunningDeer (here)
I’d appreciate the answer to that, too.

Synch, and thanks to Gio.

Daniel H. Cohen: For Argument's Sake

Published on Aug 5, 2013


Why do we argue? To out-reason our opponents, prove them wrong, and, most of all, to win! ... Right? Philosopher Daniel H. Cohen shows how our most common form of argument -- a war in which one person must win and the other must lose -- misses out on the real benefits of engaging in active disagreement.

Posted by giovonni (here)
practice makes perfect ...

Source: https://youtube.com/watch?v=JTN9Nx8VYtk

[RunningDeer]

Posted by 1inMany (here)
Thinking about suspending disbelief this morning, and what that means. And the ebb and flow of 3d life.

My progression this last few years seems to follow a pattern. When 3d life reaches up and grabs me, pulls me down into the muck and the mire, and is very heavy, there is not room for much else. When there is a lull in the heaviness and emotional turmoil, I experience explosions of growth. That is what I see at this moment, anyway. That is something I guess that just occured to me. No wonder. No wonder I have a fear, deep down, that I will forget something I have remembered, lose something I have gained. The downs are extreme. And it is during these times that my only focus in meditation becomes relaxing every knot.

Suspending disbelief is what I do when immersed in the waters of BEing. There is no belief there, nor disbelief. No wonder. No wonder I yearn for that space. I have experienced it, but getting there consciously, on purpose, that is tricky.

In the moments that I am not experiencing the downward drop of the roller coaster, I am pushing to remember...pushing to reach that space. And this entails suspending belief, I think. Yesterday I wondered a lot about which beliefs I am supposed to suspend. Which is good, on the one hand. But it also shows I'm still constantly looking for the right process, the steps, the instructions, the method.

Really, what I have come up with is that I have to Trust. Again. There it is. Obviously, I am going through a process of development. Of growth. And obviously, I am being led through this. I have to stop trying so hard and let it happen. That is what I have come up with so far.

I have a lot to be grateful for, here and now. Health is at the top of the list. All the support is right up there, too. I will start there, and I will sit in a place of gratitude. And will myself into the peace I know exists.

Much Love,

My progression this last few years seems to follow a pattern. When 3d life reaches up and grabs me, pulls me down into the muck and the mire, and is very heavy, there is not room for much else. When there is a lull in the heaviness and emotional turmoil, I experience explosions of growth.

But it also shows I'm still constantly looking for the right process, the steps, the instructions, the method.

I’ve either lost or walked away from all my personal possession four times in my life. Two were by choice and two were not; one by fire, one by leaving at eighteen years to begin a new life. But in the end the physical loss was the same: freedom. It was a chance to see what’s most important.

Initially, break up of marriage (x’s 2) was heavy. It was the fear of the unknown. But once I established my new space and routines, I felt renewed.

Death of loved one is the biggy. And I’d put loss of relationship in the initial stages up there. For me, loss needs a different kind of care and process. Which is that every time an emotion (mental) or feeling (heart) comes up, I process it immediately. It’s human nature to put it off because it’s too painful. But the build up is damaging to my mental, physical, emotional and spiritual well being.

When my son passed, I promised myself not to touch alcohol. My reasoning was to face up to all the ugly emotions. I kept that promise for seventeen months. As I type this, I’d say nix the label “ugly”. They’re human emotions and feelings that are looking for some TLC. (tender love and care)

Today, my approach is different from years gone by. I use to add a label to acknowledge what’s brewing in the heart and mind, such as pissed, sadness, heaviness, claustrophobic, rage. These days I skip the label, and sit within the feelings, without running a story line. Because that’s what got me back in my head and out of the now space of feeling it.

The method is a work in progress. But it’s an absolute stopgap from the highs and lows, the depression that lead to over-eating, under-exercising and all that rot.

<3

[gripreaper]

Posted by RunningDeer (here)
Today, my approach is different from years gone by. I use to add a label to acknowledge what’s brewing in the heart and mind, such as pissed, sadness, heaviness, claustrophobic, rage. These days I skip the label, and sit within the feelings, without running a story line. Because that’s what got me back in my head and out of the now space of feeling it.

This is very profound and bears repeating. The energetic "charge" of the feeling is what we are opening up to, to integrate into wholeness with a new set of joy. Once this energy no longer carries the charge of a belief, and we are able to sit with it without labeling it and re-grooving the patterns of our story, and discharging it with the same old patterns, then we can heal and integrate these energies into something new and joyful.

[araucaria]

Hi Calz
Pontius Pilate said ‘What is truth?’, and Jesus left the question hanging. Truth is a question mark. The question we should be asking is ‘What is real?’ Answer: the missus is real: hold her in your arms and there is no question mark over her reality: don’t let go of that. When truth and reality seem to be in conflict, you have to go with reality, because the concept of truth is elusive even in logical terms: almost anything you say about it is self-contradictory. For example, ‘absolute truth does not exist’ is a self-contradictory statement. The only thing you might say that is not is that absolute truth exists, a statement that could be true, but is not very helpful to us creatures who do not experience the absolute on the mental level. If on the other hand, you claim truth is always relative, you make it manageable, which I suggest is precisely what truth is not.

Absolute truth has nothing to say about 911. ‘911 truth’ is relative truth in spades: a huge question mark. I often think what we mean when we think we are here trying to find the truth is that we are simply peeling away layers of unreality. When we have peeled some of them away we are no further advanced. If ‘911 truth’ says that it wasn’t an Islamist plot but a Zionist one, I say so what? There is a hidden (ET?) hand behind the Zionists? And who is behind them? We are stuck in the truncated pyramid, while absolute truth is the missing capstone. We are playing a game of pass the parcel where the ‘prize’ is a piece of wrapping paper. It can be fun, in a childish sort of way, but hardly fundamental, unless one is a fundamentalist.

There will be layers of unreality to our loved ones as well, but they are the best place to find something real. And it works both ways: we have to be real to them. Real dealing with real is something beginning to approach truth.

[Calz]

Well ... there actually was one great undeniable truth about 911 ... it wasn't "whodunit" ... it was "whodidn't". The power structure lies and distorts most every facet of truth regarding almost everything.

Coming to grips with the fact that most everything you have learned and been taught your whole life is rubbish ... ah now ... *that* is the cold reality of the shove off the edge of the cliff that it takes to awaken some.

Once over the cliff's edge ... screaming in horror at what it implies ... holding your hands over your eyes and ears no longer cutting it ... then the process starts.

Now you've done it ... you've taken the red pill ...


Flashback to "there is no Santa Claus" ... but what about all those presents I got every year???

What??? No tooth fairy??? Where did all that money come from under my pillow???

One parent after the other suddenly become quite normal, frail and human???


So then the biggie ...

History ... science ... religion ... state ... king and country.


After CNN clearly showed the footage of WT7 standing after the announcer (BBC I believe) suggesting it had already fallen ... and some continued to stay in the "it ain't real unless you see it on CNN" crowd ...


Anyway ... point taken and good job of taking that event and drawing an applicable metaphor for family based "reality."


Heart felt thank yous again for so much support. I almost feel guilty now in that I wasn't seeking attention but simply wanted to share a "real live" story in facing the "awake vs not" scenario so very many of you on the forum face at varying levels.


Here and now ...

[giovonni]

Hang in there Cal

[gripreaper]

Posted by Calz (here)
Coming to grips with the fact that most everything you have learned and been taught your whole life is rubbish ... ah now ... *that* is the cold reality of the shove off the edge of the cliff that it takes to awaken some.

Its a tough transition to make, vesting an entire lifetime on a lie and finding out it is all lies. Most cannot do it because they are too vested, and it is too painful. I went through every emotion known to man in my dark night of the soul. At one point I was throwing things at the walls and screaming and cussing at everything, at other times I wept till I fell asleep from exhaustion. I lost all my identities and all the support systems and anchors which held me in the matrix.

After months of these feelings pouring out of me, one day I was sitting there in a pool of tears on the floor, and there was NOTHING left. Then who was sitting there? THAT was the moment I realized the essence of my soul is who I am and everything else is a holographic construct of what was occurring in my mind. All of the realities I had created had manifested in front of me and were shrouded with identities I had the created.

If I'm not a father, a husband, a construction worker, a friend, an enemy, a son, a citizen, an asshole, a homeowner, a spiritual warrior, an empath, an enlightened soul, or any of these identities, I still AM. My "I AM" showed up, that which I have always been and always will be. From there I no longer identified with these archetypes and all that was left was the present moment and the feeling of being present in that moment without attachment.

That's when I began to laugh at everything. I don't know why, but for awhile everything was funny. Driving down the freeway, stuck in traffic at 5 miles an hour, on my way to a job, was so funny, the absurdity of it all, yet it was okay. It was just fine, since I'm eternal and have all the time in the world, and I will never cease to exist but only transit, it just became funny. Looking at the faces of those around me who were lost in the matrix and so intense at what they were doing, gave me a sense of "well, it's their path, their choice, their reality, their identity, and they have all the time in the world to do that for ten lifetimes if they choose. It's all fine with me."

When time has no meaning and everything is just experience and none of it matters and yet, it all seems perfect, then what's to get all wound up about? This is only one lifetime in a hundred or more, so I don't "have to" do or be anything in particular. I can just "be" and I can just "do"... the yin and yang of the dance. I'm right where I am and there's no place else I should or need to be. Life can take any turn and life can go left or right or whatever, since all roads lead to the summit, so to speak. There is no "wrong" turn, no perfect choice, no wrong choice, no need to be anxious.

This moment and these words on this screen are just what comes out of me and that's the essence of this moment. That's all it is.

[ulli]

Posted by gripreaper (here)

Posted by Calz (here)
Coming to grips with the fact that most everything you have learned and been taught your whole life is rubbish ... ah now ... *that* is the cold reality of the shove off the edge of the cliff that it takes to awaken some.

Its a tough transition to make, vesting an entire lifetime on a lie and finding out it is all lies. Most cannot do it because they are too vested, and it is too painful. I went through every emotion known to man in my dark night of the soul. At one point I was throwing things at the walls and screaming and cussing at everything, at other times I wept till I fell asleep from exhaustion. I lost all my identities and all the support systems and anchors which held me in the matrix.

After months of these feelings pouring out of me, one day I was sitting there in a pool of tears on the floor, and there was NOTHING left. Then who was sitting there? THAT was the moment I realized the essence of my soul is who I am and everything else is a holographic construct of what was occurring in my mind. All of the realities I had created had manifested in front of me and were shrouded with identities I had the created.

If I'm not a father, a husband, a construction worker, a friend, an enemy, a son, a citizen, an asshole, a homeowner, a spiritual warrior, an empath, an enlightened soul, or any of these identities, I still AM. My "I AM" showed up, that which I have always been and always will be. From there I no longer identified with these archetypes and all that was left was the present moment and the feeling of being present in that moment without attachment.

That's when I began to laugh at everything. I don't know why, but for awhile everything was funny. Driving down the freeway, stuck in traffic at 5 miles an hour, on my way to a job, was so funny, the absurdity of it all, yet it was okay. It was just fine, since I'm eternal and have all the time in the world, and I will never cease to exist but only transit, it just became funny. Looking at the faces of those around me who were lost in the matrix and so intense at what they were doing, gave me a sense of "well, it's their path, their choice, their reality, their identity, and they have all the time in the world to do that for ten lifetimes if they choose. It's all fine with me."

When time has no meaning and everything is just experience and none of it matters and yet, it all seems perfect, then what's to get all wound up about? This is only one lifetime in a hundred or more, so I don't "have to" do or be anything in particular. I can just "be" and I can just "do"... the yin and yang of the dance. I'm right where I am and there's no place else I should or need to be. Life can take any turn and life can go left or right or whatever, since all roads lead to the summit, so to speak. There is no "wrong" turn, no perfect choice, no wrong choice, no need to be anxious.

This moment and these words on this screen are just what comes out of me and that's the essence of this moment. That's all it is.

What a great share, Grip. Thanks from the bottom of my heart, or should I say from the bottom of my I AM?

And Cal, no inter-cultural marriage could ever work if our love for the other depended on them being on the same page as us.
And people born in Latin America or Southeast Asia are actually further advanced than us when it comes to functioning in a sea of lies and still be happy and focus on what really matters, namely family and self and trust in the universe.
And that way goodness will prevail, always, and your kids will balance living with one foot in this reality and the other in the idealism which you instilled in them.
Just work on getting your partner's appreciation back. Wanna PM me her data?..I 'm curious now.

[PurpleLama]

All the lies makes me want to sing....


Jai Jai Shankar Hare Hare Shankar


And, let the dance begin....

[Guest]

Love you all

Thanks for all your supportive posts.

You always brighten my day

Love

Nora

[RunningDeer]

Hello Marianne,

Today, we made carrot, apple, beet, and ginger root juice. It was a lovely visit.

Back story: I once explained to Marianne that every time I make juice, she’s in my thoughts, and I send her ‘hellos’.

<3