Consciously I want to evolve.
My ego resists and I forget it all.
So I blog, re-read, remember.
I've wandered paths & influences, but now I have no doctrine but the side-effects of my experiences. I've a a spirit twin/mate and we make a larger self; I'm 4th of 4 (he is 3rd), which make a larger self; there are 12 identities I call The Consortium who combine in mine. Chakras (and their mates) are entities. We are STARS and spirituality is cosmology.
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Posted by Palyne on 2012.01.28 See the tag ‘Private Oracle’ for more about where this identity-name came from. I often feel I should be talking with him and asking him questions since — well, he answers, which is more than you can say for most metaphysical entities right?! I forget everything with him within seconds so I have to write it down — he explained why that happens in a previous post.
This morning when I woke up, I spent some time praying and petting the kitty and then just felt like finally talking to him and asking some of the things I’ve been wondering about. I have some of them written on desktop stickies on my computer so next time I had the sudden urge, I wouldn’t forget!
I can’t convey the parts of communication inside me that are not just verbal alas.
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Me: PO what is the meaning of the 11/11 synchronicity?
It means you get what you focus on and there is a desire for people to focus on that.
Me: Who has this desire?
You do, your people.
Me: Is it something I’d consider good or bad?
Good, if handled well.
Me: Does it represent a date?
It represents a state of focus.
Me: How did it get represented by 11/11?
Numbers are the most powerful connection between idea and manifestation in your reality.
Me: Is there a time soon when this state of focus will suddenly come to be?
It is a gradient goal not a singular thing. It is already coming to be for some people.
Me: So it’s just like… evolution?
It is better called ‘improvement.’
Me: How can I better integrate with my chakras as identities I can have a relationship with?
Act as if. You get what you focus on. As you know.
Me: Will the RV-coding work ever get me to some opportunity I don’t have now?
It has a potential yes. These things are probabilities not certainties.
Me: Will I ever become a truly good viewer?
You are already a good viewer if you would allow it of yourself.
Me: Will I ever meet the man I dream about sometimes?
Probably. You will need to be in the right frame of mind and frame of belief systems to recognize him though.
Me: How can I get there?
Love yourself, love God, bring more of love into your life, and it will increase the probability.
Me: Why did the dog-man have a human body with a dog-skin head? Why the human element?
You see what you are able to perceive. Most of that energy you can translate and feel is familiar. Some of it you translate specific to those creatures. You may as well have asked why it was the kind of dog-fur it was and not another.
Me: Ohhh. So is it kind of like my aeons where I perceive them as non-human to the degree i can’t translate their energy to something I identify with?
Yes, although sometimes their energy is not something you would be expected to identify with, as they represent a larger universe of self some of which is truly foreign to you.
Me: I dreamed of the third coming, as my dream put it, that someone carrying the christ-energy was either already here or going to be here very soon. I’m not christian so I found that interesting. Do you think that person will be known to me at some point?
Probably but perhaps not long before you leave this focus.
Me: Oh great you mean shortly before I die?
If you wish to think of it that way.
Me: Why am I having such a hard time with metaphysical and love-based focus when that used to be my center?
Basic practices are habits, as you were reading recently. You need to make it a basic practice. Not a special event.
Me: If I finish writing an RV book will I get to publish it?
Almost certainly yes.
Me: What about if I pursue writing fiction?
Very likely. There is a strong force of public exposure to your creativity, looking for ways to manifest. It would have with your music, it will with writing if you let it.
Me: I’m confused about how the white-light being that ‘wears me like a suit’ fits into the spectrum of my soul and aeons and the four and all that stuff.
He is the divine element of your body, or your avatar as you call it. Of course he is more than that, but in simple terms that is what it amounts to.
Me: He is a… symbiote, yes?
If you are using that model, you are the symbiote.
Me: Are there ruins of something on our moon?
In most of the probabilities you’re likely to experience, yes.
Me: Who lived there?
People from earth. There have been many civilizations more advanced than your own of which you are unaware. It was not extensive however.
Me: I feel like I’m missing something or not asking something. Oh wait, is there anyone living there now?
In what you might call another dimension, which becomes more visible or less depending on factors too complex to get into.
Me: Do they interact with us?
Of course. You know this.
Me: What can I do to best help my teenage daughter get some discipline and focus and decent education?
Be what she needs not what she wants. Be consistent and focus where you want her to follow.
Me: What is the ideal psychological set up, in terms of working with my aeons, the four, IG, and chakras, that I should use for remote viewing?
This is a variable of choice not a requirement. This will go better as your relationship with all of them expands, if it does.
Me: Well I want it to! How do I do that?
You get what you focus on. If you wanted it that much you would be focusing on it more.
Me: OK but right now for restarting from scratch it feels like, what is a good psyche-set-up for me to use as a model?
Use what you know so far and you can also work with Marcan as you call him. You need to do it consistently. Your Inner Guide as you call it tells you this also. Consistency is key for many reasons.
Me: He didn’t seem too useful the last few times.
You didn’t allow him to be. You will need to “allow vulnerability” with him to a greater degree if you wish him to have greater leeway to assist.
Me: I love {X} so much. Is there anything I can do to help him?
Be his friend. Be sane, be warm, be real for him.
Me: I meant metaphysically I guess.
You already have the relationship you have on that level. Your conscious intent is unlikely to make it better or worse, or to help him less or more.
Me: What about {Y}? Will he finally find a woman and a more stable life?
He is working out resistance to many things still. When he does find this it will likely happen very quickly (his change of focus).
Me: I still have in my head the Dojo Psi as once considered, both for really focused edu and specialized practice and for ‘international’ applications work. What are the odds that this will ever come to be?
They are fairly good if you survive long enough to get around to doing it.
Me: Am I in danger of dying soon??
Not any more danger than you have been for years, somewhat less than you have been in the past. You need to be sure you eat enough, which you do not, as you well know, and get more motion, this for several reasons that are not just about the more obvious physical health.
Me: Would archmeds with the table of elements help my RV with composites?
Yes. This kind of work with any components of your perceived reality will help. Tarot, Shapes, Elements, and other things. They are different ways of approaching better ‘allowance’ of elements of self. The more of your ‘self’ you have ‘present’ with you the better.
Me: Why did I resist talking to you for so long?
You do not allow yourself vulnerability. This way of phrasing it has several levels of meaning all of which are critical for you. This is something you need to work with in your meditations. You will find it facilitates more than its surface words can tell you.
Me: Thank you for your time sir.
I Am Here.
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And that was that.
P
Posted by Palyne on 2012.01.10 They called it supersonic, but there was a little more to it. It did, however, have to do with breaking the sound barrier with little more than your body. We had the technology, which amounted to a very strapped in person on a circular track, although it turned out it required a ‘turning’ as well, so it had to become a torus before this was found. I’m not clear on the technology part of it so this is probably not wholly right but it was something like, the person’s brain — perhaps even their crown chakra given it was exposed to the motion/wind — was ‘pushed’ into what amounted to ‘a parallel world in another frequency’.
Now at first, this didn’t go well. First of all, the initial appearance in the other world was a mess, weird and frightening and sort of staccato, which generally caused anyone present in that world, when it happened, to freak out and do something that at best sent our people ‘back here’ — a little mentally messed up sometimes — or actually killed them.
Secondly, the initial shift into that world was freaking confusing for the ‘pilot’ so to speak, and it literally was as if everything were upside down and backward and sideways, a kaleidoscope of total chaos. During this they were usually here–or dominantly so…–at the same time, but you know, kind of freaking out and completely unable to function because instead of perceiving linear reality here, they were perceiving a ‘blender’ of reality there–so what usually happened was someone dragging their ass into a white cell and drugging them so they’d quit freaking out, which had the effect of re-grounding them ‘here’, although it didn’t do much for their mental health.
But eventually, I don’t know how, someone figured it out. We had to do it as a torus not just as a circle. We had to make sure the ‘place’ that was ‘parallel’ in that reality did not have people there who would perceive and injure or kill the incoming. We had to accept that the brain was going to be major screwed up in the person for awhile and just keep them safe and preferably not fed, until they adjusted.
And when they adjusted, they were gone. See, it was like a ‘beat pattern’ as I called it in the Rainbow of Soul; the physics concept. It ‘forced’ the brain into basically perceiving a bit, a beat, shifted. And the brain, it turned out, when it was really hard-wired shifted like that–not just a meditation here, but forced by the effect of the speed and motion combined (and there might have been something else but I don’t recall)–could ‘adapt’ to that pattern. Once the brain figured it out, it was so immersed, so experiential, so “there” to the brain, that this was the final thing: once that happened, you were ‘there’. But getting the brain there, and then not messing with the person until their brain had the time to shift, was the important part.
It reminded me mildly of those “magic eye” pictures. Except like the whole world was chaos around you until your brain “found the pattern” and then it could resolve.
Oh. But it wasn’t forever. At least so far. We hadn’t been doing this for very long, so likely there’s much we didn’t know, but it appeared that after some period of time the mind would actually revert to the beat-pattern it had known all its life. Some things might have sparked it, like certain high sounds in particular. But the coming back was not like the going there. It was more sudden and the period of confusion between — dimensions, you might call it — was vastly shorter.
I was both watching and participating in this little drama, like most ‘regular’ dreams (the linear dreams are nearly always wholly participative, no movie-watching). There was a small group of people who were basically a little bit like soldiers. I think some had been, but it was more like a ‘transparent’ agency as they call them, a small group of people funded privately or through non-aware channels doing something that’d probably never get approved by anybody. One guy, he was the first person who had finally got through this. Who had managed to hang on and get the brain-shift, and have everything clear for him. It was some time later when I was stepping into the observance.
He was determined to go back. So were a couple others, a man and a woman. It wasn’t just that it was un-friggin-believable, this whole other world that wasn’t ours, although that might have been enough to make it fascinating. I can’t remember what the reason was. I think they had some of our people. They’d found some way to prevent the shift-back and we needed to find them and save them. I can’t recall exactly why he/we were so determined to return.
That world was a near level of technology to ours, but there were exceptions. Huge exceptions. Starting with plastic. I mean like clear, soft, Ziploc bag type plastic. They had it, but only barely, only a few rudimentary early forms, and it was so expensive as to be only government-level ownership. Their ‘intelligence’ people or military had somehow figured out our people coming across. They were nearly as blown away by it as we were frankly.
But when they realized we came from a world where technology was more advanced in several ways–and at this point, we could only guess at most of those ways, as could they–they were totally ‘on’ us. They wanted to catch and hold us, except another group in their world that wanted to kill us. So any time our people ‘got’ there, until they shifted back, they were in constant danger of being caught by one or the other group on the other side. We didn’t know which was the worse fate.
The brain got much better at this with practice. Do it a few times, cleanly, all the way into the ‘reversion’, and after that, it wasn’t the hell on transition, it didn’t take a lot of time and although things were still initially a little staccato, and upside down and/or backward, the people who did this learned fast to simply ‘deal with that’ until the brain wrapped itself around the new energy signature or beat pattern and made it all make sense again. At the time I tuned into, we were relatively ‘adapted’.
There is a part I don’t recall, that happened after the torus-speed thing that got us there. I only remember that some of my going was because of one man who was going, who functioned as our leader; I was loyal to him and I probably would have torus’d into a pit of fire if he really needed my support, so that was that. There was some emotional component, I don’t mean like romance I mean just like leader-loyalty.
We were standing in the upper story of a building reviewing some plans together, our tiny group. It was like a seedy hotel room, except I had come to understand that most of what they had in that world, it translated as ‘slightly seedy’ to me, just due to a difference in tech and development between our worlds. It felt like if you find yourself at some built in the 1950s slightly rundown hotel. The place, the neighborhood, everything. That’s just where they were is all. We had a contact who was helping us there, a woman who was in some role of leadership I can’t recall, not a big role, not like government, more like community. She had arranged for us to meet with someone that evening.
But as we were talking about it, I had a psychic flash. Oh that was another thing–psi was no more common there, than here, but there was an increased tendency for ‘some’ people doing this travel to really amp-up the incidence of it. I theorized it was a survival skill but who knows. Anyway, someone in our group said, “Nothing would get done without her.” We all admired her, she had been unusually understanding and helpful. And then I saw clearly this note she had secretly sent to someone, that read, “Send 6 or it won’t get done.” And I understood the context that it meant, they must send 6 soldiers to the meeting to catch or kill us… and I realized she was our enemy and the whole thing was a set up.
And then I woke up. Apparently my dreams weren’t any happier today than the rest of my reality!
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Posted by Palyne on 2011.12.16 I just grinned at IG and leaped out to go do cleansing and a chakra round in the gem world. I got a slight merge-like rush from some of the focus moments, but only some, varied with the gem. I told them all how I want to know them. I was feeling very positive.
I talked to the Four for awhile and ended up whining about how it’s just so damn boring ‘being with them’ and not doing anything else and they said that was my restrictions on what I allowed myself, implying we’d have a more ‘active’ time if I was up for it. At some point in there I was thinking about the gem chakra world and (they?) suggested that I should work on getting — this is my phrasing, it was a translation even at the time — “something of each chakra in each day.”
So for example, something related to (as one option) survival for the root — doing something constructive toward your future or health or safety I got would work for that. Not just something on paper or mental, something you gotta do with your body. And, something that is creative, sexual or ideally both, for the 2nd. Something that is intentional ‘discipline’ for the third, I got that would match it well. Something specific to the heart and I got that in the absence of having gushing love at that moment for something or someone, ‘gratitude’ was another ‘aspect’ of love. Something for the throat, and I had a hard time translating this and might have messed it up but I think they were suggesting that speaking or singing ‘with truth’ here; not just writing or talking normally, but something that is core to me, something that feels important and meaningful, in which I have as much ‘integrity’ as possible. Something for the ajna, and I got that if I were meditating even a little that was going to be taken care of anyway. And something for the crown, and I had the sense that intentional prayer, divine-will sort of focus, was ideal for that.
I had this concept-overlay during all this, like there are recipes for how to eat or exercise each day, but why not a diet for the ‘overall self’ instead? Like a “chakra plan” given the positive and healthy elements that would bring into one’s daily life on purpose?
With IG, I had a lot of weird visualization that was either morphing fast between different stuff, or made no sense or both. At one point I was in this weird environ and just as I was wondering where I was, I saw this (to my perspective, about half my size) crab walk by and the Disney song “Under the Sea” from The Little Mermaid started playing in my head. So I was as-if on an ocean floor somewhere and was watching various stuff swim or glide by. I had this very distinct, subtle sense that I have had a couple of times in remote viewing. In one, the target was red blood cells. In another, the target was the HAARP array and I got it along with the tune of the Blue Danube — literally a waltz — most of my session was about the frequencies as I dimly recall (that was a mission in TKR so it’s public). Basically the feeling is like “divine elegance.” Except this is usually mixed — in both of those targets, it was — with other feelings, such as a sense of ‘divine technology’ (in-body targets tend to come through that way for me) or just technology period. Anyway I just had the sort of ‘divine elegance’ part of that combination feeling, like everything was graceful.
I was talking to ‘everyone’ inside me (I don’t really know who. At this point I’m the Borg) about how it’s just a completely different world there. A couple of times, I got distracted with thoughts, and both times, realized that the song ‘under the sea’ was still playing like a full loop of the full song in my head, reminding me that I’d wandered.
At one point I was in near total darkness, when coming closer to me I saw these amazing somethings. They were like the most glorious angel, beautiful, this glowing luminescent blue in one part, closer to azure than cobalt, and fairy-like wings or strands. Then I realized it was a jellyfish! I forgot some of those are luminous and beautiful but I’ve seen pics. I pondered their great danger, and then I remembered how they would wash up on the beach when I was a kid. Stepping on them is bad news. They are ugly and gross. It suddenly occurred to me that when they wash up on the beach, unless it’s close to tide which brings them back, it’s killing them, it’s beaching them, especially in the hot sun. I wondered: why don’t people pick them up with a shovel of sand under and put them back? Why would we just let them die in the sun on the sand? I guess because if we step on them or were to touch them, it would sting us badly. But they have no desire to sting us, they likely only get to breaker-area or closer by accident via the tides. I started thinking about how biased humans are against nearly everything and how little recognition we seem to have of the divinity of all life forms.
After awhile I was semi communing with IG and realized that this is one example of a very different world but one which I have some models for interpreting. It occurred to me that some ‘offplanet’ stuff might qualify for that as well. Just a diff set of symbols for working with.
I closed the med not having done anything I would call real work, but having had a decent enough time.
Maybe it’s that I’ve been getting almost or enough sleep for a few weeks now. I’m starting to notice a definite return of my fundamental sense of humor, appreciation and fun in meditations–and even the rest of life–that has been gone so long I can’t even remember the last time I saw it.
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Posted by Palyne on 2011.12.14 In figure skating, it doesn’t matter how gloriously you can leap and spin and even flip; if you can’t do the 8′s so perfectly you score at the top of the big list of entrants, you’re not going to get to the figure skating part.
I feel like there is some corollary (analogy?) to this in metaphysics. Like, you’ve got to get some basics down–or simply have them innately, as some people seem to–like chakra health for example–before you stand a chance at truly exploring your potential.
Last night I was late for my midnight meeting with IG. I kicked myself all through 20 minutes of lateness, arguing fiercely inside about whether it mattered, and of course it did, and how stupid as long as I get to it, and look it’s a commitment so it’s the moral of it, and so on, until I finally was so disgusted at the internal debate about it–replete with almost-voices like my whole consortium of Aeons were split on it, I felt like I was in the middle of an entire crowd of people arguing–that I just closed my computer and started.
But first, I wanted to do the cleansing and chakra ritual. I figured if I do it repeatedly I’ll build up the thoughtform and get faster at it and it’s a good lead-in as it helps get my brain state calmed down some from the computer work.
Unfortunately, I never finished. I didn’t feel much connection to the chakra effort, I made more effort, I kept getting completely distracted in my thoughts, and in the end, fell asleep before I got halfway through. This morning I insisted to myself that I continue this, for the moral of it, until I was done. I had about the same results as last night, and although I can now say officially I ‘got through’ a chakra med, the hours of effort seem less worthy than many efforts I’ve made doing the same thing that lasted 30 seconds, and I never did get to meditating with IG.
I once made Nero (I think it was) laugh when I asked him if I was a punishment assignment. I’m starting to feel like that again!
PJ
Posted by Palyne on 2011.12.13 12:01 I realized, and slammed my laptop lid down and put an eyemask on and rolled out the inner world and was sitting next to IG.
I was getting a lot of subtle but unformed visuals. We were about to do something and then I remembered I had done no cleansing, and no chakra work. I asked if she could make me an inner world-of-me I could visit, much like the world of the chakra-gems, for a sort of repeatable ritual element. I thought it would help build the thought form and habit, but I also think now that it might make me more open to non-structured experience after a grounding in that.
So she did. I went into the top of a mountain and then into this tube I had to fly through and then it opened up into this big cave with a deep pool with steps carved into it and the water was completely opaque, not clear as is normal for caves I think. It was the cleansing water. High up the wall of that cave was a small opening and flying through it, it led to another tube-like path that eventually led out another part of the mountain just under a waterfall, which was water to ‘rinse’ in. I stepped down into the bath-like water in the cave that reminded me of thick salt water like in floatation tanks kind of, and the steps ended at a place that had me in the center of a ball of water that was probably like just extending my human form about 10 feet in every direction like an egg sphere. I stood there for awhile, though I felt that even several seconds, if I was focused, was enough.
Then I went through the land of the gems. I kept having the most interesting visuals. I’ve often said that the light-sound machines give me visuals that look like pencil rotoscoping except ‘just under the level of perception’ like it never quite resolves to something fully visible. This was like rich jewel-tone super-fine detailed asian paintings or something my brain loosely relates to some of the more complex to the point of nearly chaotic ones. Like a super detailed sand mandala except the colors were just vivid. Different gems gave me diff colors which often weren’t the color of the gem at all, oddly. Most of them, though this varied, had deep purple, rich blues, reds, greens, yellow-golds, oranges. I didn’t get the vivid lighter colors like the azure or violet until I was near the upper chakras. The visuals didn’t fully manifest, but far moreso than the machine effects, and the machine is like in greyscale.
I did the chakras of the joints as well and I couldn’t help notice that when really focus-allowing, I felt a sense of holiness after everything. My hip joints, my wrists, everything, was just intense and had great profound meaning and manifestation, when I was just realize, almost agog at that moment, how for example my shoulder connecting my arm to my body was like this massive energy that was a catalyst and a translator and a negotiator and the ultimate flexible tool and politic and was like this entire creature or being intentionally designed to be the functional, flexible, powerful interface between the ‘sense of self’ and every concept you can think of related to reaching out, defending, holding up, pulling-from, everything, like there was an entire section of the universe summed up in the energy of these chakras. Every chakra, even the tiny ones, are like a tarot of their own, an Aeon of sorts, a collection of energy divine and composed of a certain energy of the universe. At one moment that I realized and then forgot again, as if I couldn’t hold the state of mind needed for it, I totally grokked how my body is the literal manifestation of energies of the universe, which can be divided by ‘my body’ or by ‘tarot’ or by ‘the universe of objects’ or by ‘the table of elements+’ or by numbers or by any other thing, but the important thing was that my body particularly chakras as this is what I was focused on, was like a major intense, density collection of certain key/core concepts/functions… this is very hard to explain. It was amazing and holy and I was so honored. I asked every one as an entity to be my friend and work with me as conscious as possible. By the time I finished everything I felt like the body as a whole was this just, mindblowingly amazing energetic art form the likes of which was beyond my rational ability to comprehend. I could only feel awe.
Somewhere in here I asked IG to make me a conscious thoughtform tech and for all the permissions that normally I might withhold, things I might resist, defend from, deny from, and this tech’s sole existence made at the direction of my will is to embody and ‘release’ those things with IG in order to best assist our workings. This sort of spontaneous thing came up several times over the course of the evening where for some reason I realized that if IG had limits of needing MY will/allowance to drive, and I had limits of “even realizing any of this, that I totally had the right and ability to create a guide of sorts, a thoughtform embodiment composed of my own energy, dedicated solely to helping grant those permissions, accesses, allowances, etc.
When I finished the chakras and returned to IG, for whatever it is she might want to do, after a short time I realized I was in this big corrugated metal tunnel. The kind like run under some city streets, they are about 10′ diameter. I could see a lot of natural daylight at the other end, but no ground, and almost hear voices, so I walked through it, and came out stepping down to the wide ledge area of a cliff face. Straight down was a perfect circle (like the tunnel) that seemed to go into infinity perhaps, very deep canyon. Farther out to the left and all around was a verdant valley with hills of the most luscious green. Tonight was really vivid color night apparently… And then farther past that, too far to be real clear, was this incredibly pointed mountain that looked like a pyramid, yet a mountain.
The Four were there. As people. I mean… without the awe (mostly). The equivalent of wearing blue jeans and lounging around. So… so… NORMAL. That was novel! I spent awhile with them and then eventually, they were doing something with me energetically I had a hard time figuring out, so I just let it be, and it kept changing, it felt like something good though. I didn’t want to deal with the Aeons right now for lacko f time and feeling like it was, I dunno, too predictable and a little distracting, but I plan to soon, so I hung with the four until we merged, and then IG and I looked out over the landscape and I told her I thought this was a good symbolic landscape also — I’d realized that the unbelievably gorgeous, perfect, azure blue sky slightly around and all above us, and the incredibly diverse array of rich, living greens around us and below, and the circle/zero of the tunnel and the canyon right where I showed up, and the seemingly perfect pyramid shape in the distance… this was basically the other area of the chakra gem world, except actually perceived this time. The place between the heart and the throat chakras, where the Four centered in me. Where the symbolism comes across with various zero/nothingness stuff, over time. Works for me.
So, on one hand this is all very … structured, not by my planning or intent, but that it is very clear and can be a little bit ritual but with room for novelty in every visit. The cleansing, the chakra world, including the place of the Four. I think I might ask IG for a structured area for the Aeons as well, just to help me make it more habit, and because since the dream where they all embodied in those megacubes and then sort of dissolved into lack of differentiation, I know nothing changed except how I can relate to them and it was a good thing, but it had some offbeat effect on me hard to put into words like I’m not as comfortable with the ‘identities’ I knew them as because even though they are as real as they ever were, some part of me recognizes how… how… limited and arbitrary that particular doorway is, like that identity is one atom from the tip of the universe’s largest iceberg.
I know from previous things as well that she is attempting to get some basics down with me, and somewhere in here (don’t remember where) I got some more feedback internally related to eating and moving and drinking well enough to support what we’re doing here. Where it goes I don’t know (oh and PS I never did remember the previous meditation I hadn’t blogged), but I feel so healthy right now. Happy. Grounded. Like I’ve had this incredibly thorough healing and feel like more-of-me than in a long time.
Humorously I feel like this midnight appointment is my midnight mass. :-)
P
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 Posts  Comments I practice 'active' meditation which varies in style and detail. Some 'similar' forms are called shamanic journey, conscious dreaming, active imagination, inner guide work, etc. Spiritual growth is like all others: you absorb, become aware, and via love (sympathetic rapport and desire to become or absorb) and will (directed intent), that energy becomes part of your singular sense of identity. The 'growth' is in awareness, and with that comes power which is always over Self. Diversity is Legion; Singularity is the I AM. None of this is new or unique. It's simply "unconscious and slow" for most people. I figure I can't help doing it, so I would rather do it well than badly.
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