Archive for January, 2011

January 27, 2011

I would rather work with the most ignorant person who is overwhelmed by compassion, humility and openness, than work with the most knowing mystic or healer who cannot release their ego and needs in this moment.

That was always the first lesson for me and I think it will be the last.


January 25, 2011

I didn’t really want to write about this because it’s cliche and maudlin, but as usual my guides asked me to.

I nearly cried today because the woman in front of me on the bus had real fur on the hood of her coat. I couldn’t help it, I just felt sick and sad every time I look at it.

The woman looked nice. I am not angry at her, or anyone, I just felt sick. I couldn’t stop thinking how much it looked like Radar’s fur, or the fur of my parents dogs when I was young. I couldn’t stop seeing who this fur might have been.

I don’t wear fur, but I’m not usually like this. I think something is just coming to the surface, but I don’t know what. I can get very emotional when that happens.

The Revelation of the Magi

January 24, 2011

I found this near the beginning of the month, but hadn’t decided if I should post it. It feels right this morning.

I’m not sure what the quality of the scholarship is, but according to an ABC News reports an ancient text called The Revelation of the Magi was recovered from the Vatican archives recently. It contained an alternate version of the biblical story of the three wise men. I’m feeling some difficulty explaining my reaction to this version of the story. It seems almost too perfect, as if it were crafted to appeal specifically to someone of my sensibilities, both mystical and anomanlist.

In the “Revelation of the Magi,” Landau said, the Star of Bethlehem not only led the Wise Men, but actually became the Christ child.

“The cave is filled with light,” Landau said, describing the transcribed text. “They’re kind of hesitant about this, but eventually the star…its light concentrates and reveals the small luminous human being…a star child, if you will…it’s Christ.”

“Christ tells them, ‘This is one of many occasions on which I have appeared to the peoples of the world,'” Landau said. “So this text may even be saying that there are no non-Christian religions because Christ is the revelation behind everything.”

The similarities to modern UFO experiences (edit: not to mention similarities to other ancients texts that talk about men, gods and beings from the sky who taught humanity) are almost painfully obvious. I actually started laughing when I got to these parts of the article because it was just so lacking in any kind of metaphor or subtly to conceal it. The article is worth a read, though the video report is an odd mix of information from the article and a somewhat gee-golly-gosh field trip to Bethlehem:

Hidden Experience Interview with Kim Carlsberg

January 21, 2011

I very much enjoyed Mike Clelland’s new interview with Kim Carlsberg:

It’s a very insightful conversation and very down-to-Earth no matter how far out they go.

Radionics, Art and Consciousness

January 20, 2011

I’m very impressed by this interview over at Reality Sandwich:

The interview is with Duncan Laurie, author of “The Secret Art: A Brief History of Radionic Technology for the Creative Individual.” It wasn’t what I was expecting at all. It’s a very expansive and enlightening topic. I hope you’ll take a look.

Edit: Concurrent to reading the article I found this account of constructing a rather beautiful radionic device at Aetheric Art: Manifesting the Aether:

Ripples and Shadows

January 19, 2011

I wrote this for my mother recently.

“I once treated others as I wanted to be treated. This was most unkind of me. Now I treat them as dreamers, eccentric objects set along a path, their identities, words and thoughts just the ephemeral ripples and shadows cast by the massive trans-rational currents of which their greater beings are comprised and which define the true course of their life. My form here in this life is little different. They still receive the same compassion and consideration that I show all beings, animate and inanimate. When I try to elicit the distinctions inherent in my view of humanity from them, such as original thought and creation, I am fulfilling a desire of my ego, even if it feels grounded in altruism. Releasing that desire brings me much clarity. Within that clarity I have found that struggling with others will not free them, it will only entrap me with conflict. They cannot be free without being transformed, taken beyond the identities to which they cling fiercely. That process of transformation cannot function as literal agenda or argument, only as something that my actions allow to come into being.

I am not telling you these things I have experienced so that they will change you, or educate you. I am telling you because I love you and I do not want to be opaque to you. Also because I couldn’t sleep until I had adequately articulated myself, but that is purely self interested.”

Where Home Is

January 19, 2011

I don’t know why, but I’m really being asked to write this now.

I need to be in Nova Scotia. I’ve known that and felt that for several years now. There are other places in the world where I might fit in better. Sometimes I look longingly at Portland Oregon, but I need to be here. It’s overwhelming.

The reason I’m given for this is that I agreed to be here and to play an important role, not in human affairs particularly, but in the energy function of this region and in keeping it safe. I have a map of the province inside my head and I can live anywhere on that map, but not any farther. Everywhere on the map is covered by a dome of energy which keeps it safe and hidden from forces that would hurt this place. It feels like I’m part of the dome, like my energy extends out into it.

The Wind We Carry

January 18, 2011

It’s like there is a whirlwind around each human being. A narrative whirlwind of thoughts, opinions, emotions and reactions. It’s deafening. The wind tries to pick you up and fit you into place, into the story that this person carries inside of them every day of their life.

I really can’t do it any more. I can’t be in other people’s reality spaces. I can’t stand to be inside their whirlwinds. Everything inside them curves back on itself sickeningly, getting smaller and tighter, sealing itself away from the universe. No room to breath at all. “Everything is this way because of this and this and I know it has to be because I was there!”

My space doesn’t seem like that. My lines just run on forever and ever. When they do curve they spiral outward, always further. The life of worlds carried in unbroken lines. Let go, release, become larger, less dense. Allow. Let the whirlwind come to stillness.

Yet I need to be around other people. I step into their storms and I feel entrapping things leaving through me, as if I were a window onto a greater space. As they leave those I am with they leave me as well. I couldn’t do it by myself.

Science Fiction: The Mirror of the Sky

January 10, 2011

I enjoy this ad immensely for a number of reasons. It, and many similar pieces of media, have been analysed more fully than I have the time or intention to at The Secret Sun, by Christopher Knowles, which is, I think, where I first encountered it.

I like this ad so much that I began thinking about a science fiction TV series based on it. I started plotting it out in my mind. The premise is thus:

  • Non-material beings come to Earth as aid workers.
  • They have the ability to move instantaneously from place to place, or at any speed.
  • They may be visible or invisible to us at will.
  • They can communicate with us through sight, sound and our other senses, but are either incapable of or choose not to interact forcefully.
  • We have no known technology that can interact with their state of existence.

It’s a deceptively simple premise, but I don’t think I’ve seen it before and in projecting forward from it some interesting thoughts came to me. Thoughts which are perhaps applicable beyond the realm of science fiction.

The first thing I considered was how the beings would approach Earth as a whole. Given their non-forceful nature, their role would be to influence the behavior of those physically present on Earth. To achieve this they might divide themselves into groups, each focusing on understanding and working with different cultures. Their effectiveness would be entirely dependent on their ability to interact with their chosen culture and the ones with which it interacts.  As highly intelligent beings no-longer dependent on technology as we understand it, I doubt they would view humanity as the only sentient species, thus there would also be groups focusing on other primates, cetaceans and possibly many other species.

With their ability to remain undetected I suspect they would choose to observe each culture for long enough to gain some understanding of their thoughts, feelings and potential reactions. I emphasize this step, because hopefully as beings who had experienced many different cultures and states of being they would understand the existential threat that radically altering a society’s perception of realty can create. Focusing on modern industrial cultures, I think they would eventually chose to make first contact with open minded individuals on the fringes of society who would not be psychologically threatened by their existence and could answer specific questions for them.

The beings would realize that the military, industrial and political bodies of modern humanity would have a pathological reaction toward any group that cannot be killed, controlled, or prevented from observing or communicating with anyone or anything on Earth. I think the beings would fear for the rest of humanity.

Imagine beings zipping from one side of the planet to the other, tracing out the connections between societies and showing large numbers of people exactly what is happening. Closed door political meetings would be impossible. There would be no more sanitized war reports, or ignored and anonymous ecological disasters. The authority invested in power structures would begin to crumble, and who could the authorities inflict their means  of control on? Not the beings. It would be us, because it would be us rising up against them.

I think the beings would realize the potential for violence if they revealed themselves immediately. I think they would slowly contact more open minded humans, ones who could begin to slowly culturally insinuate the presence of the beings without creating a violent reaction. Eventually, there would be a tipping point where some people know because they’ve had contact, but almost everyone knows without really knowing. The knowledge would be with them because they’ve seen it everywhere, but it hasn’t entered their conscious awareness yet. One explicit event and all that knowledge will crystallize. No one will be able to make them afraid or convince them to fight.

Ahhh, but unfortunately that wouldn’t make very good TV. The laws of drama demand that the beings are explicit and that humanity does rise up because of information that is revealed and that there is a terrible fight between the authorities and those who listen to the beings. Even so, I do think it could be a wonderfully educational little adventure. In season two we could even ask ourselves what might happen if their were such beings who didn’t have our best interests at heart.

As a final aside, it might be worth your time to consider the trailer for Steven Spielberg’s new series Falling Skies. Here is a question for you. When you think of a militarily advanced force dropping bombs on cities full of people and destroying their way of life, what does that remind you of in recent times? “History is full of inferior forces creating so much trouble that the invading army leaves.” Indeed. Jung posited that after WWII people were seeing round craft and mandalas in the skies because the collective unconscious of Europe was seeking wholeness. What does it say when we project our own aggressive behavior onto the sky and place ourselves in the role of victim?

Always Behind Your Eyes

January 7, 2011

Asterope, by Michael Goudge: