Consciously I want to evolve.
My ego resists and I forget.
I blog, re-read, remember.
So I blog for me, mostly.
I have found that:
- → sincere and regular prayer
- → genuinely good intentions
- → present-focus, "interest"
- → extended sense of humor
- → honesty, sharing, healing
- → constant work to discover and release bias in oneself
- →
dogged (to the extreme) effort to pursue awareness and understanding
Leads a person to "interactive insight from the inside." We only grok by going through. 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. Darkness is not of the Nothingness. It is not the opposite of light, as it only exists within the realm of light itself. Darkness is just something-ness lacking color. The universe is fundamentally of light, and darkness fails to hold dominance and fails to understand why: its nature precludes it: awareness itself makes all identities children of the light.
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Posted by Palyne on 2007.09.11 Long ago when I wrote Bewilderness, I said in the narrative something like,
I psychoanalyzed myself only until I realized I was obviously a lunatic, at which point I concluded I was just giving myself a complex and might as well stop.
I’ve been kind of in denial of viewing the last couple days even though I want to, and I keep thinking about it, and I miss it so much for not having done nearly enough of it lately. I’m carefully avoiding info on TKR’s latest mission so I can squeeze in viewing the target before I expose myself to talk about it…I missed the deadline by a mile thanks to being simultaneously in interest-but-avoidance.
I need therapy.
Meanwhile, I’ve been thinking about the whole archetype vs. session thing. You know, I’m not 100% sure I can honestly say that getting accurate surface data is more important to me than an experience I feel touches my soul and amazes and inspires me. Calabrese called this “process vs. product” and I think that is a decent way of putting it.
I find that the more I view, the more the process starts to mean more to me. The more that a decent data-session with a poor “experiential factor” is a disappointment, while a lousy data-session with a great “experiential factor” feels like a consolation, and usually like it was well worth the effort regardless of the product result.
I feel that this is contrary to RV as a focus.
Read the full article at Self-Judging Sanity
http://www.palyne.com/blog.psiche/self-judging-sanity/
Posted by Palyne on 2007.09.09 This makes the second time that shortly after a sense of genuine merging with a target, I was promptly a total bitch to one of the people I love most, finding anything they said no matter how innocent or kind to be irksome, and doing my damnedest to piss them off. Which they buy into as much as I do, when we should both know that after viewing that has that feel to it, I really shouldn’t be communicating with anybody.
I feel almost like… like internally, I recently molted. Haha. You know how snakes (I adore reptiles) are always so cranky when they just molted, their skin is new and tender. I feel like that except internally. Like I have shed an old skin of self, and there is something that is “of me” and yet new there, and it’s very hypersensitive.
Anything that has the slightest disagreement with me, even if I myself share that perspective as well!, seems like a major threat to be defended from, it’s ridiculous.
Oh well. The side effects are part of the learning I guess.
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Later: so I fell asleep and kept dreaming that somehow, whenever someone found out that I was actually merging with a target and not just describing it, that I was totally rejected. Then I had several dreams where someone else was in that situation and I saw how others reacted to them when they found that out. I woke up apparently having barely breathed for a
Read the full article at Merged Personalities
http://www.palyne.com/blog.psiche/merged-personalities/
Posted by Palyne on 2007.09.08 (I edited this a few times ’cause I kept remembering stuff. That’s the thing about the “experiential” bit–it can contain so MUCH info by the time you write it down that you lose it. This is one reason for writing ‘during’ RV — although I think that is overdone sometimes — but the act of writing tends to interfere with experience at times so it’s always a bit iffy on the decision.)
Was doing a tandem with a friend tonight.
The focus goes well, anchoring and feeling ‘in the center’. I’ve been getting all lovey with IG more than usual lately so I attribute it to that.
The archetype arrives and he is a very serious looking, tough, wiry, asian man of middle age. I have a visual flash of a big inset circular shape with something high in the middle. I say my spiel to him about the plans and take his hands. I ask what he has for me. He reaches to a pendant of some symbol I don’t recognize and he yanks on the cord and it comes off in his hand, except somehow he ‘yanked it out of his chest’ too as an overlay to that, and he tied it behind my neck. I look at IG. “Don’t let me forget to take this off when we’re done,” I say, remembering an old experience where the blonde-man-me of The Four realized that “chains equals prisoner” and a commitment of sorts when that symbol-experience happens.
I don’t
Read the full article at The Cliff-Cave Med
http://www.palyne.com/blog.psiche/the-cliff-cave-med/
Posted by Palyne on 2007.09.04 Lately all my dreams seem to have involved living on another planet, or in a couple cases, an orbiting moon. I’m trying to decide if this has some significance, or if that’s just the cycle of “sitting in on other identities” that I’m in. It always seems to be some situation nearly out of control and dangerous and where I’m trying to escape from authority figures like soldiers or police.
Recently a friend told me of a ‘dream teacher’ he’d met. Someone who worked in a model best compared to Casteneda’s “The Art of Dreaming.” Aside from whatever else Carlos wrote, most of which I considered semi-fiction, that particular book truly described a ton of experiences I’d spent over a year having when I read it, so I really attributed something legit to the info in it.
The idea of someone who consciously can do this stuff was intriguing to me. As soon as I’m not semi-ill anymore (fighting off a cold) so my sleep is halfway normal, I’m going to see if I can go meet the teacher in a dream and get him to teach ME. (Do you suppose there is a dream version of paypal. Heh. If I can approach him in a dream, do you think he’d make me exempt from payment?)
My kid has accepted that dreaming is often “sitting in on” other lives, and now is as fluent at remembering and explaining dreams that amount to sci-fi as I am, which is kind of
Read the full article at Dreaming
http://www.palyne.com/blog.psiche/dreaming/
Posted by Palyne on 2007.09.01 This morning I was waking up (again) slowly. For the first time in eons, nothing was bugging me, rushing me, beeping at me, screaming at me, or otherwise harrassing my morning. It was saturday around noon which might be why. It felt WONDERFUL.
I turned on the music on my computer. It started on Jai Nunito’s drum stuff, a sort of new age/shamanic album someone gave me. I sleepily imagined myself into my inner world with inner guide (IG), and then fell back asleep again. The album led into an old one by James Taylor. I gradually woke up again, feeling as if I were ‘wrapped in the arms of love’ with IG, it was great.
I finally had enough brain to communicate with him consciously, and I told him how much I loved him and then stretched a little physically, and turned over, and felt like I was burrowing into some amorpheous cloud of energy of him, and I just oozed delight and love all over. For about half an hour we did variations on that theme. It was truly glorious. It’s been far too long since IG and I got that jiggy together. He is so awesome.
Then I had the feeling he wanted me to meet someone or something, an archetype I assumed, and rather languid, I said ok, bring it on, and stretched again. Then I could see inside me, as if I were overlooking an entire terrain, like I were on a small mountain and
Posted by Palyne on 2007.08.20 It has been a long time since I had the state of mind to pull this particular nifty feat off.
I was in a dream when I was distracted by something beautiful off in the distance. Fountains or something like it jetted into the air. Me and the other person in my dream took off hiking toward it.
Eventually we reached a little castle/keep-like structure, old stone. We went inside, and there were lovely gardens here and there. Clearly someone cared about this place.
A man came out, a priest, and we spoke and he was giving us a tour. He was of The Order of Saint Bartholomew he said. (I don’t know that this even exists in real life.)
Then someone knocked on my door, in this reality. I heard it, realized I had to get up as it was my housekeeper, but SO hated to leave the dream!
So in the dream, without leaving it, I recognized all that, and I said to the priest, “Perhaps my body will stay here with you, or perhaps not, I don’t know. But I must leave; I’m being distracted by something in my other life. But I’m so sorry to miss you and I hope we meet again.”
He nodded, and then I let myself wake up, and I stumbled out to unlock the door.
I can’t even remember the last time I was lucid enough to operate both in a dream world and in this one simultaneously.
Posted by Palyne on 2007.08.19 Yeah… I know. It has been far too long since I’ve blogged anything anywhere. Especially at this one, which is too weird for even the weirdos I know. If you’re reading this and ever wondered about yourself, now is the time to worry.
It’s one of those things where, had I been blogging, I would have had probably 50 things I could have blogged about, but now somehow I have none. Because it would be like making a big deal of just little things.
So as a way of kind of getting back into occasional blogging again, I thought I would just clean out the recent file drawer so to speak. Which is not all that exciting. But I notice when I go back and read my blogs that what happens on day 10 is often related to what came before, for example. So whatever happened the last week or less is probably going to have some effect on what happens this and next week. So I might as well get it down on virtual paper.
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Alrighty then. First on the front: Archetype meditations for remote viewing.
Now the most interesting thing about this lately is my realization yesterday, when I went back and read this blog’s few entries, that I had completely forgotten just about everything. I mean literally forgotten. Like all the previous experiences on this blog including my 3-stage approach to using archs in viewing, simply never existed.
I noticed about a dozen years ago,
Posted by Palyne on 2007.05.05 My archmeds for remote viewing have expanded in depth but contracted in time and effort. I have begun to skip the majority of the archmed process altogether. I simply imagine myself in ‘my space’ which is just for archetypes of targets, I imagine Inner Guide (IG) introducing me to a human-form archetype which is the summation of energy of the target, I am nice to it for a moment, and then we allow IG to “weave us together.” Then in this merged state I begin the session. It doesn’t make more than about 30 seconds to get there.
When the session is done, I keep the target merged with me to review feedback, write out my notes, etc. Then I tell IG we are ready to be “unwoven” from each other. I take a few breaths as I imagine this and feel the shift in my awareness. Then I do a brief reality med (impossible to describe in so short a space) to heal, strengthen, and sometimes mutate, aspects of myself that might have some trouble with the process I just experienced.
If I don’t set a time limit on this process, I refer to it as protocol ArchNT, for “Remote Viewing, planned session, optional precognitive to target generation, worked soloblind, archetype-RV methodology, no time limit (nt).”
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In my mental model, I AM the target, and it is ‘of me’. Here’s a model you might recognize. If you are colorblind you should see ’70′ in this pic. If
Posted by Palyne on 2007.04.16 First of the time series of archmeds.
Archtype: “Not getting enough done because I don’t have enough time.” Modified somewhat by whatever Inner Guide thinks is best, a standing permission.
He appears as a human and there is something ‘off kilter’ but I can’t see it. I ask him to take a form that makes any energies I need to ‘interact with and resolve’ more obvious. He vanishes and then reappears as the same guy except all mixed up. His foot is on top of his head. His leg is hanging over that. One of his arms is stuck through his torso. You get the idea. “Rather like the chaos of legion,” I say to him, and I take him apart in pieces and put him back together. Then I put my hands on his shoulders and imagine doing this for every cell in his body, too.
He seems better. I pull energy into a ball and create an oval shaped mesh-like map. I don’t understand it but I know it will work. “This is a map,” I tell him, “Of you. Kind of like a DNA map. I’m putting it here in your chest and you should never again be THAT mixed up. This will help you reorganize.” He takes it and I ask him, “Do you have anything you could share with me so we can integrate?”
He hands me something that looks like a big pocketwatch. But before I can touch it, it morphs into a long
Posted by Palyne on 2007.04.14 This was my first archmed for a session after ‘the eyes of trinity’ where an arch suggested, and IG confirmed, that I could actually focus on the arch work not just to facilitate rapport for remote viewing data collection, but for actual personal evolution as well.
I went to my normal area in my inner space for arch-session work. It’s a place near the plateau with my outer guides, but totally set off on its own, and Inner Guide joins me there.
I started to ask for the archetype of the target, and then decided to change the request, to the composite of the archetype of the target plus whatever energies would contribute to my own personal development. And then I stopped and thought, well how selfish is that. If the point here is working jointly with the target, why am I not also asking for what is most beneficial to the target?
I know, most people think only people, perhaps animals, can evolve. But I think all matter is energy, and all energy is consciousness, so technically a gum wrapper has more than we give it credit for; perhaps its collection of consciousness is very small comparatively, less complex; it is not aware, let alone self-aware; but so what?
It reminds me of A Course in Miracles and how people get different side effects from reading it. I passed through several phases. Including the one where I considered everything around me “fake”. It was all illusion after all. And
Read the full article at Inborn Potential
http://www.palyne.com/blog.psiche/inborn-potential/
Posted by Palyne on 2007.04.01 I had a long time with Inner Guide (IG). In short I expressed how I wanted to be more aware, more open to psi, how I wanted to genuinely pursue it consistently, and so on.
He agreed to help me… but at one point he leaned close to me and said, “There will come a day when you will be asking me to stop this. When you will be asking me to curtail it, to protect you from it. If you commit to this now, I will not prevent it from happening or take it back again later. I will instead help you to deal with the effects of it.”
I felt kind of wide-eyed at that. But I said that was fine. I asked him to proactively help me deal with anything that is a threat to my consistent viewing.
The archetype had three eyes, three arms on each side (6 total), and three legs. Like some kind of vedic deity, male and standing.
I imagined the rain of love pouring down upon us, while I imagined the energy of love at max intensity coming out of my center and going into his and healing him of anything and everything. Eventually his head was normal and then finally his arms and legs except a ghostly reminder and then finally that was gone too.
During the process I kept having diff versions of the same visual dynamic: something is thrown to the ground, something small, and it kind
Read the full article at The Eyes of Trinity
http://www.palyne.com/blog.psiche/the-eyes-of-trinity/
Posted by Palyne on 2007.01.01
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Reality = Physiology = Psychology = Spirituality = Cosmology = Geometry = Number = Sound = Form There is no difference.  Posts  Comments Identity is an arbitrary collection of consciousness assigned a title. My work is not just study; it's prayer, it's mental techniques, it's life habits. It's not just about inner worlds; discipline and physical environment matter. It's not just spiritual; my body and world is part of it. It's not just esoteric; everything corresponds integrally — the mundane, the arcane, the divine. It's not just an '-ology'; my own identity, body, reality, psyche is key to it all. The only tenets of truth I hold are based on personal experience.This effort has spanned my life, but not until ~1994 did it become intentional, not 'til late '00s did it become fairly 'serious'. I've gone through many models and philosophies over time, but now I've none except what experience teach me. I am ever the student, but I've reached a point of "fluency" and "internal guidance" where I don't care about labels or other peoples' paradigms.
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