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8/6/2024 0 Comments

Timelessness

I don't want to teach anything. But I wanna talk about timelessness. It's weird that it feels like a different concept from eternity. Eternity feels like a place. Timelessness feels like a quality, or trait, or state of being. It feels like Eternity holds many spaces, and some of those have a temporal feel to them, and others do not.

Timeless can be a pillar of a particular way of being, or thinking, or feeling. An essential ingredient for some state of consciousness. If I invoke this timelessness concept, I connect with myself as a radiant golden oval. An energy field that persists through all concepts of time or place. Ultimately, it doesn't DO anything, or try to. Like a fixed object in reality. An object with a certain unique set of textures and whatever. A fingerprint. A personality. And it just IS ... on and on. It might be here, or there, depending on what angle you're seeing from. But it always IS.

Embracing this in any given setting instantly changes what's going on. It changes how I AM there. It changes how others feel and respond to me. It changes the invisible people who can reach and help me. Being in a state of timelessness removes every fear, every self-doubt, all feelings of overwhelm or confusion. There is only now. And I'm always in Now. I'm in every Now I'll ever know.

Contemporary spiritual awareness is not lacking knowledge. The Timeless Now is a linchpin in many traditions. Seekers, thinkers, and their insights can fill libraries about it. The devoted have woven a complex tapestry of understanding that no one of them could possibly take in alone.

The opportunity, now, seems to be tailoring tools at the individual level. Instead of projecting an idyllic mass conformity.

Now, I understand the government(s) have training programs for improving psychic powers. Astral projection, remote viewing, communication with nonphysical entities, and so on. Standardized methods based on generations of trial and error have produced robust practices. I get that.

The issue is that all practices serve a purpose. What is the purpose? You don't use math to make love, and you don't send a rocket to Mars by watering your lawn. If the government is devising practices that let you do X, then what purpose does X serve? That will affect what's taught, where you go, what happens next.

OMG I'm, Like, So Spirrichull

By contrast, the spiritual path is about the unfoldment of one's relationship with All That Is. Clarifying the I in the We, and the We in the I. It's messy. For evidence, I offer The Universe. Right?

People in modern American metaphysical circles can hyperfocus on getting things right, eating the right grams of the right nutritional whatever combined with so many minutes of exercise and the secretly perfect yoga process. On and on. Meanwhile, galaxies are colliding and civilizations of many billions, spanning several star systems, are staring at the end of everything they've ever known and loved. For no apparent reason beyond "Shit Happens." Experiments closing down so new ones can start up. On and on and on. Eternity doesn't look pretty from every angle. But I digress.

The point is, timelessness seems very personal. You get there your own way, because you're "going to" (seeing from) your own location in all of reality. I'm leaning into Arabic, Indian, and Sufi music lately, in addition to my normal Ambient addiction. Then I let go of time, the way children do. And just be. Everyone seems to like me better this way. By this I mean Everybody Up There.

The challenge with timelessness is Everyone Down Here. But that's another post. Something about timelessness being inhospitable to seeds of fear...changing the world...blah blah blah...

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4/5/2024 1 Comment

It's What We Do

I used to joke, "Everyone's waiting for Jesus or the aliens to save us."

It's not much of a joke, these days. I'm observing expanding and deepening efforts to prepare humanity for its integration into the galactic family. These days, anyone with an eye out for them finds it all obvious. At least through US media, anyway. I expect other cultures are less in denial about the situation to begin with. "The situation" being the ET's have been around for longer than humanity. We're the new kids to the neighborhood, if you're into the time thing.

If it isn't Jesus or aliens, what shared experience will bring humanity to its next plateau of consciousness? And how shall we receive it?

If you've never seen an elephant, a thousand people could talk for hours about an elephant and you still won't really believe it as deeply as you do spending one minute in the presence of an elephant. You'll probably forget most of what everyone said, and never forget the first time you were with an elephant. And so it goes.

Layers

So maybe something yet unseen will free our minds - we won't believe it until we see it. Yet the collective still seems to wait for someone special to make us see it. Instead of learning how to open our minds so we can see.

It's easy to imagine reality's layers as a kind of "hierarchy of greatness." Big people = Better people. That's a very American thing, but forms of hero-worship have been around from the moment the first person idealized another. And we want to be like our heroes, so we want to be Big. Important. Consequential. As if these concepts correlate.

This highly individualistic perspective lacks appreciation for the genius of ecosystems. The good news is, once you challenge someone to see ecosystems, they quickly adapt to that entirely different appreciation for reality. Layers and layers of nested ecosystems.

Moving from one model to the other first feels like moving from Potential Greatness to Inescapable Smallness. You - the individual of any scale - will never be absolutely important. Particularly important? Undeniably. But not absolutely, with a profundity establishing your hierarchical value to all. The biggest shark in the ocean is nigh irrelevant to anyone on land. The most powerful land organism is a speck to those traveling outer space. The most powerful space travelers are like fish in a tank to those traversing dimensions. On and on.

It will be challenging for the egos.

Which is why ignorance doesn't evolve, it's replaced. New eras of thought are often preceded by calamity, such as plague, war, natural catastrophe. Bad ideas fade in the rapids. New ideas ferry new experiences over new circumstances, elevating consciousness. The soil turns over for a new crop. The next, previously unimagined, collective vision. And so it goes.

New Eras

I remember hearing from a woman who'd survived a Nazi concentration camp. Everyone's feeling like dogs in a kill-shelter waiting for death. A number of the prisoners began to drop all the fear and hate, and just started appreciating the sunrises and sunsets. The wildflowers. A gentle touch of a breeze, the call of a bird, the warmth of a smile.

Oh, I'm not foreshadowing - there's enough of that going on. No, the point is that our perspective can be shifted no matter how dire the situation appears. If we're willing. Even when our reality is dying.

Prior turns of the soil brought relatively basic, small-scale versions of reality. The changes of a nation conquered, for example, do not compare with the changes in consciousness required to grasp Infinite Mind. Okay, now I'm foreshadowing.

This isn't a simple change in language or religious symbolism. We're on the cusp of completely rewriting existence itself. From linear I-consciousness to nonlinear We-consciousness. By analogy, we're about to move straight from a human's first marks in clay to artificial intelligence. Overnight. From the catapult to a moon base. The end of all imagined economic systems. All at once. I wonder if revolutions always feel this way.

These days, "The ET's are coming!" is hardly the heralding shout humanity needs to prepare and survive. "Open Your Heart and Mind to the universe's diverse ecosystem!" isn't as catchy, I suppose. And it's merely the first tiny step.

So in these darkening hours, I'm gonna enjoy the way sunsets bathe our garden in beautiful golden light. I'll savor every moment with my partner and friends. I can choose peace, joy, play, and connection. Carry light forward into the new era.

This what I do when this is what we do.

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2/2/2024 0 Comments

Creator Consciousness

Years ago I'd been bombarded with many downloads. Enough to keep someone busy for decades. If I'd had more self-awareness, I'd have recognized the time, patience, and the rest needed to integrate it all. Peaceful calm is a great medium for the transfer of knowledge. Excitement, on the other hand, can be a liability. But I'd never known a lasting peaceful calm, and had adapted to the world without it.

As a result, instead of taking a decade or two to sit with this challenging knowledge I began to excitedly perform a kind of magic. Without much thought, I projected this energy toward people I valued. You might think of it as prayer. Deep meditations and visualizations in which I intended, "I love this person and intend they could see what I see, and know what I know." This was nearly a scriptural refrain in my life, and one person in particular received that intention (knowingly or unknowingly) many times over a few years.

It wasn't that I felt I knew more and better. But what I did see seemed missing from this wise one's perspective. Part of my wish was to not feel so lonely in the reality I observed. Part of my wish was to see this person freed of various rigidities that reinforced a joylessness. And part of my wish was an egoic desire to be validated in someone else's eyes. In every way, however, I was like a 9-year old with his first BB gun. I simply wanted to shoot and hit my target.

You'll Shoot Your Third Eye Out

In the famous movie A Christmas Story, young Ralphie asks mall Santa for a BB gun, and Santa warns, "You'll shoot your eye out, kid." It's a heavy, repetitious foreshadowing in the movie, leading to the moment his very first shot ricochets to hit him in the face.

I, too, was warned. But I was just as insistent as Ralphie. Maybe I would have gone through with it even knowing what I know now.

It seems the cost of having my intention carried forth was to experience their energy imprinted upon me. I'd entangled myself with someone else, and this choice would inevitably produce a flood of more to deal with. But I hadn't thought through that. And so, what happened across years was the unexpected and quite painful integration of things my target knew, and that I'd been in denial about.

I'd never considered how disruptive our differing perspectives were to one another. How much my target could be disrupted by my energy, and vice versa. My compulsion is to simply keep striving for more information, more integration - a better map. And I wanted to share the joy of evolution in a mutually beneficial exchange. Even if that hurt. Because wouldn't everyone want what I wanted?

The Gift of Fools

A favorite quote by James Baldwin comes back to me again and again.

"We cannot possibly expect, and should not desire, that the great bulk of the populace embark on a mental and spiritual voyage for which very few people are equipped, and which even fewer have survived. They have, after all, their indispensable work to do, even as you and I."

I understand it, but slow to integrate its wisdom. Learning day by day.

This polarity - my voraciousness versus Baldwin's perspective - suggests an important tool to explore humanity right now. People ask "If there are aliens or higher beings, why don't they help us?" People wonder why humanity doesn't grow and change. Well, maybe right now it's not best for every young boy to have a BB gun. Maybe we should be grateful they don't.

It's taken me years of disorienting, crazy-making, painful struggle for my mind to peaceably hold what I see with some of the wisdom my psychic target (human) holds. Years. To pull together very different ways of engaging life and reality, and create a unique harmony.

I hope it's been more fruitful, and less painful, for the people upon whom I enthusiastically and haphazardly imprinted myself. Even so, I cannot deny part of me still hopes something stuck. Especially the part about surrendering to paradox and contradiction.

Why would a being who sees all descend to immerse in ignorance, and become The Fool?

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