 
Alchemy, turning the Lead of 'Sickness' into Gold
It's 5:30 am, a 'godly' hour for me at the moment. I can't sleep, my body is undergoing the transformation generally called the 'flu'. I can't remember ever having the flu, what's going on? My spirit wakes me up, says go write this down.
I'm not resisting it. I am just sitting with it, just being with it. I am going into the symptoms, the headache, the bone ache, the upset intestines, and it all seems to be centered around a spot in my lungs right behind my heart. I am not running from the symptoms trying to get rid of them as quick as possible so I can go back to running around, rushing towards my death like a good consumer citizen. There's something here for me to awaken to, to release, to heal, to expand into, a piece of my soul to reclaim, a piece of my own Self to re-awaken. This is what I want more than fast 'symptom healing'. Symptom healing is when you get rid of the symptoms with harsh drugs like antibiotics (anti bio=anti life!) Symptom healing is what we do mostly today. Is it any wonder our bodies give out after a short 80 years? And with the last 25 years filled with increasing ailments and pains. Obviously when God, Creator, Source, Divine Intelligence, Us, created ourselves we didn't have this slow deterioration in mind. "Let there be aging and slow creeping death sayeth the Lord", that's crazy when you think about it. And those who believe 'that's just how it is' are in clear denial of who they really are. (How's that for truth telling? Look daddy, the emperors have no clue!) Someone needs to be the Man Child of Revelation. I would love that job on a large scale, I've been trained for it my whole life. Let me loose Love, get me clear, get me ready, fill me with universal compassion so I can be safe in bringing my perhaps small, contribution to the awakening of Love.
Which brings me back to the congestion in my lung/heart chakra, the 'knot point' that has the gift of a larger seeing. I've noticed over the last two days after the high fever kicked in and 'brought me to my knees' (apropo, thank you Lord's of Language), I've noticed that I can't fight anything. I am surrendering...to nothing, to not knowing, to not believing any of my minds interpretations, and my mind scrambles desperately to 'explain' what's happening. I'm tired of 'under-standing', I want to stand above now to 'see' clearly, to feel with my heart primarily and not 'under-stand' with my mind. I don't want to control anymore, I am like a surrendered child, finally willing to let me be taken care of. It feels good to let go of my pride, my knowing, my needing to be in charge. If this is what it takes I'm in. I want to clear this now, I don't want to push it away, suppress it and when it returns next time it will be stronger, perhaps pneumonia, and then when I push that away eventually it turns into some 'designer disease' that we've created for ourselves, like, cancer, of course the great equalizer, or asthma, or multiple sclerosis, or Alzheimer's, or Parkinson's, or diabetes or...etc. No, I don't want the harsher wake up call, let me see now, awaken now. Thank you for the hint. Thank you I say to my body. Thank you for letting me feel your wisdom, your message for me. I apologize to my body for all those years, all those lifetimes of taking it for granted, for using it like a 'beast of burden', for not appreciating it, for not saying thank you. I want to make up with you now I say to my body. I want to work in concert, as partners, giving each other pleasure, love, enjoyment, having fun exploring the creation together. I no longer want to make you hold my denials, my pain, my misunderstanding and then...upon separation ('death') leave you behind here on earth with the 'bad stuff'. I'm sorry. I would like to start to make up. I am committed to this. I will feel again my fears, my confusions, my panic in being caught in a body, I will have wanting to wrestle out of this physical vibration and return to the more fluid realms, be patient with me. I know you will be suspicious of me, I know we've had hopeless feeling arguments, I know you don't trust me in many places...I know...but there is nowhere else to go...I want to reclaim all my energy, I want 'all things shall come to light', I want our wholing I say to my body.
As I surrender in my weakness, it feels good. I feel love in my heart, I feel compassion, I feel a cracking open of hard shells around my heart manifesting as literal congestion right behind my heart. My girlfriend actually says: "Well, I suppose when your better you'll go back to being your ornery self." I hear it, it's undeniable. God is making sure I get it. I see an image of a frozen river being thawed in the spring melt, dislodging chunks of ice and washing them downstream. I just want the maelstrom of Love to clean me, clear me out, take me home...this is all I want. Carry me, up-lift me, cleanse all my nooks and crannies where I hide my mind, my controlling ego.
So I ask God what, if anything, He has to say to me. He says:
" You are right, the congestion in your lungs is a manifestation of the congestion in your Heart. You have asked: 'Help me wake up whatever it takes' and if you're honest you'll remember you included allowing becoming physically ill in that request. When you 'walk with me' I will give you the gentlest, the most appropriate wake up calls. The more you listen, the more you allow, the more more you 'give in' to the process, the easier I can help you. I don't 'punish' people, I simply stay out of the way for those who want to explore the creation on their own. I stand and wait to be asked to help. 'Conversion', opening, blossoming of the heart is one of the most powerful ways for overall wake up, for overall inheriting, recalling who you really are. Saying that you are surrendering to your Higher Self is completely accurate as well, you are literally pieces of Me. You have left pieces of yourself behind here in 'heaven' to remind you of who you really are when and if you get lost in the Creation. Take that which is your 'lead' and convert it to spiritual gold. Look behind the curtain, feel behind appearances, listen with your heart, intend for taking another step towards merging, 'wholing' as you call it."
I surrender to the gift this 'sickness' has for me.
I retain the wake up this 'sickness' has for me, it stays with me from now on.
I want more.
Thank You.
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"How the Hopi Create their World"
This is an article by a friend of mine about one of our experiences with a time traveling Hopi Medicine Man.
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"God gives food to every bird, but does not throw it into the nest."
-Montenegrin Proverb
Do you hear that?? I whispered to my friend Tobias.
No, what? he answered under his breath.
Drumming. The sound of soft, distant drumming.
No, but I see a faint glow over there by the cliff. Like a small fire. A vague, flickering light cast against the rock face.
My friend Tobias and I love to explore old Indian ruins in Arizona's desert canyons and mesas. Our favorite ones are the secluded, out-of-the-way remains not normally visited by other people. These remnants of a bygone civilization are quiet, dreamy and somewhat desolate. Many of the aged, abandoned fortresses and homes are over a thousand years old. These timeworn vestiges of ancestral life are extremely serene and mystical. When Tobias and I sit and meditate within their eroded walls, we often see a dim, blurry campfire, or hear subtle, muffled, elusive drumming, chanting or the sound of children playing. Experiencing visual and auditory glimpses of the distant past is enthralling to us and serves to heighten our interest in learning more about the ancient ones who lived in the American Southwest so long ago.
One day, while exploring a windy, arid, remote mesa in the high northern desert of Arizona, we happened upon an Anazazi Indian ruin with several partial dwellings still standing. The crumbling abodes were awash in relics of antiquity. Delighted to find a site that obviously hadn't received many visitors over the years, we dropped to our hands and knees, and sifted through the dirt for artifacts to help us understand the long-departed residents. Our efforts were rewarded with arrowheads, pottery shards and corncobs preserved by the extreme dryness.
In the center of this native village is a large oval pit about sixty feet wide. Surrounded by a wall of very carefully fitted slate stones, the pit sinks approximately five feet into the ground. This submerged ring of stones is called a kiva by Native Americans.
The structure served as a ceremonial circle for Indian rituals. Spellbound by the aura and electricity we sensed within the ceremonial pit, Tobias and I speculated about its history. As we sat on the sun-warmed stones in the kiva, we longed to know the specific nature and focus of the ancient rituals conducted by the Anazazi Indians so long ago.
The absolute quiet and serenity of the kiva reminded me of a psychology experiment I read about in college. The research project revealed a fascinating quality inherent in a vacuum. Relaxing in the ominous silence of the kiva, I related the experiment to my fellow explorer.
Scientists set up a near vacuum in a completely empty room. Installed in this vacuum-sealed room were a speaker and a listening device. From outside the room, one of the researchers spoke distinctly one secret word, known only to him, through the speaker into the room. The chamber was then locked and sealed for five years. At the end of the five years, the scientists returned. From outside the room, they turned on the highly sophisticated sound sensing equipment to listen to whatever they could hear from inside the room. The device picked up the secret word spoken into the vacuum five years earlier! The sound vibration of the word was still alive and detectable within that environment after five years.
The kiva was almost as still and empty as I imagined a vacuum to be. It was the kind of quiet that absorbs every sound. Even the intermittent whistling of the wind was consumed by the all-prevailing silence.
Sitting in this timeless place, we allowed the tranquility to envelop us. I sensed the space around us had been this serene for the last thousand years. That's when the notion came to me. Was it possible that whatever happened in the kiva a millennium ago still exists on some subtle, vibrational level, just like the sound of the spoken word in the scientists vacuum? And, like the word, is that vibration accessible and perceivable now?
What an exciting concept! I turned to Tobias to share my proposal. Maybe we could contact whatever occurred in this kiva long ago. Perhaps even hear part of a ceremony.
Tobias caught my enthusiasm. He was as anxious as I to see if such a feat was possible. We were flush with excitement. We were on a mission to connect with the kindred souls who had preceded us on the planet!
We decided to sit quietly inside the circle and open ourselves to sensing any vibrations remaining from previous activities in the kiva. The most we expected was something along the lines of what we'd experienced before, a faint vision, a vague mumbling, or, if extremely fortunate, a hazy, dreamlike apparition.
After about half an hour, neither of us had picked up any sound or sighting. Then suddenly, to our right sat a Native American Indian, in the flesh! I tentatively reached over lightly touching him to make sure he was real. I was taken aback by my discovery. "Yes," I nodded to Tobias, "the man is a solid, physical human being. He's not a phantom!"
The stoic Indian sat cross-legged on the bare ground. A hundred canyon-like lines etched his noble, bronze face. He looked ancient, and very sweet and gentle. His soft eyes, quietly smiling, were so penetrating I kept losing myself in his calm, accepting gaze.
A reverent silence engulfed the three of us for a very long while. Finally the Indian elder smiled and stated, "You'd like to know the purpose for which we used this ceremonial circle. Is that not right?"
We had not expected a living tour guide and eagerly bobbed our heads up and down to indicate yes!! a thousand times "yes!" He nodded, took a long, quiet breath and began our lesson in creating abundance:
"Many, many moons ago, when the antelope ran free, the buffalo grazed across all the land, and my brothers and sisters lived in harmony with each other and Mother Earth, we would meet in this circle before the snows would come for the most important ceremony of the whole year. This most sacred, vital ritual was attended by the chief of the tribe, the medicine man, the tribe elders and all of those who had achieved the status of a brave, the hunters of the tribe. After many days of purification through chanting, drumming and praying in our sweat lodges, we sat around this circle in silence and waited until the Great Spirit honored us with a vision."
"Then, one by one, each brave would see and feel the specific animals they would kill and bring to the village as food for the tribe in the coming year. Each animal, s spirit made an agreement with the warrior who would be killing the animal. For a period of time, their spirits would commune in the beauty and harmony of their shared intention. In this time-honored way, the warrior would connect with each bison, antelope and deer that he would be providing for the tribe. When his vision was complete, the brave announced to the rest of the group what he had seen and experienced."
At this point, the Indian took a full breath and said in a very deliberate manner:
"And on this day, the entire year's food supply for the tribe was created."
He stared at us closely to see if we heard his last statement. Satisfied, he continued:
"Each warrior waited until he saw, greeted and came to a mutual understanding with the spirit of each buffalo, antelope and deer before announcing to the circle, I will bring so many buffalo, antelope and deer to the tribe in the coming year. And so it went until, one by one, each brave met the spirit of each animal that would come to him to be killed in the next year. One by one, each warrior announced the food they would provide to the tribe in the coming year."
Again, the venerable, timeworn storyteller paused. With great passion, he looked directly into our eyes, first mine, then Tobias?. I have never felt such a piercing gaze. His look penetrated the depths of my soul. Dramatically, he drew air into his lungs. Repeating his message, he declared:
"And on this day, the entire year's food supply for the tribe was created."
Once again, he waited until he sensed that the import of his words was fully absorbed before resuming:
"After all the braves had proclaimed the food they would bring for the coming year, the chief, medicine man and elders would bless the ceremony. All would leave the kiva knowing that on this day, the entire year's food supply for the tribe was created."
Again, he waited, watching to see if we were fully digesting his last sentence before speaking again. He continued in a very emphatic tone:
"In the winter when the warriors could not go out hunting because there was a blizzard with snow drifts twenty feet high, the chief, medicine man, elders and braves would meet again in the kiva and wait in silent, expectant meditation. Soon, from the wind-swept prairie and the snow-covered plateaus would come a bison, a deer or an antelope. On its own, the animal would find its way into the tribal encampment and then into the kiva circle. The creature would stand in the center of the circle until it recognized the brave with whom it had made a spirit agreement. Then the animal would walk over to the warrior, stand right in front of him, and calmly allow itself to be killed in a very quick and painless way. The creature gave itself up to the brave, as previously agreed in the kiva, so that the people would have food during the harsh, winter months. For, on that special day the previous fall, the entire year's food supply for the tribe had been created."
It wasn't until the Indian told us about the animals coming into the circle in the winter and recognizing the warriors with whom they had an agreement that Tobias and I finally realized what the Indian was telling us. And at the exact moment we got the point of the story, the old man disappeared in front of our eyes. Not believing our vision, we scanned the kiva quickly, thinking he must have been a very fast escape artist. It was thirty feet to the edge of the circle and neither of us saw him leave. He vanished the second we understood his message!
Driving back to Phoenix later that day, Tobias and I discussed our shared encounter at great length. We agreed the Indian was telling us something far more important than how the Hopi used to create food for a year. He was opening a gateway for us to understand how creation itself works.
The message Tobias and I received in the kiva was simple, yet profound: the power to create lies in the Present, not in the future. Creation happens now when declared with power, heart and strong intention. Then, that which is created in the Present unfolds in future time and space according to our mutual agreements with the rest of the living beings of Mother Earth.
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"History Repeat? or Repeal & Repent?"
"Beware the leader who bangs the drums of war in order to whip the citizenry
into a patriotic fervor, for patriotism is indeed a double-edged sword. It both
emboldens the blood, just as it narrows the mind. And when the drums of war
have reached a fever pitch and the blood boils with hate and the mind has
closed, the leader will have no need in seizing the rights of the citizenry.
Rather, the citizenry, infused with fear and blinded by patriotism, will offer
up all of their rights unto the leader and gladly so. How do I know? For this
is what I have done. And I am Caesar." –Ceasar, date unknown
This is a perfect description of what's partly happening today in the US and around the
world. Behind every flag, every bumper sticker if you have a sensitive heart, a
feeling soul, you can feel the barely contained seething bloodlust, rage, a
wanting war. Our government leaders are only delivering what the majority of the energy on the planet wants---war, murder, self annihilation. What is 'out there' in what we call reality, is a direct reflection of the consciousness of the majority of the pieces of God (humans) existing on the planet at any given time.
"People usually get the government they deserve". Ben Franklin
Since it is a free will universe those who want war will get what they want. War is coming... the fundamentalists on every side will get to battle 'to the death'. The reincarnated Nazi's hiding in Israel's army will push for war (are u shocked that the Nazi's would reincarnate as Israeli Mossad/army? It makes perfect sense spiritually and otherwise), the Muslim fundamentalists will get their 'Jihad', the Christian fundamentalists, will get their Armageddon, the Chinese will get their 'rightful inheritance' as leader of the world as the Chinese army marches into the middle east to secure oil,...but it doesn't have to be in your reality.
"The gentle of heart shall inherit the earth". (in the original Greek, 'gentle of heart' is a more accurate translation than 'meek'.)
The only way to avoid the coming 'wars' is to eliminate war from your energy field. Not
through suppression, not through increased prayers only...but through detoxing,
cleansing, the energies of being willing to kill, wanting to kill, wishing ill
will for others, from our bones. From our very bone marrow. From our energy
fields. The coming separation will be of dimensions, energetic dimensions. This
is the 'separation of the wheat from the chaff' that Jesus spoke about. It
has to...we cannot continue to destroy everything we touch, the oceans, the
air, the water, our hearts, our kids, our souls, our bodies, the animals...it
cannot continue indefinitely. The end result of destroying ourselves...is total destruction.
Did you know that approx 100 years before the white man came to north America
that the "Bird Tribes", the free soul Native people, quietly slipped into other
dimensions? They knew what was coming. Only those native people who didn't clear all the violence, the war, the hatred from their hearts/energy systems were left here to greet the white man when he arrived.
And these tribes got to play out their anger/hatred through war/ genocide. It
takes two to tango, two sides to have a war...Gandhi was onto this and used it
to free the continent of India through non violence. But it has to be truly non
violence, eradicated from our beings, from our hearts. Even a Martin Luther
King and Gandhi himself had not fully eradicated their FEELINGS of wanting to
hurt, get back, do violence to their 'enemies'...or they couldn't have been
shot. I know that's the 'spiritually incorrect' thing to say, but spend a moment with it, doesn't it make more sense? Reality is a perfect teacher, a perfect mirror. One can create the (short
lived usually) appearance of success, peace, prosperity while not having
cleansed the underlying energies/feelings and inevitably the physical reality
of what we're feeling inside will manifest into 'reality'. So what...you still
die, increasingly horrible deaths attached to tubes and machines we waste
millions of dollars on. Where's God's glory in that?
Did God say when He created the Universe, "Let there be incubator machines for people at the end of their lives." Ludicrous of course. So there's one of or collective wake up calls staring us directly in our face...you will die a not so nice death most likely.
"Make your acquaintance with God Now...everything else can wait, your search for God cannot." Paramahansa Yogananda
If you are at your core, a sensitive heart, a wisher for openness, a hoper for 'the lion shall lay down with the lamb', a true fellower (yes I mean that) of Jesus, a believer in the inherent divinity of humans you will have a difficult time understanding that some beings want death. I have to say it again because this is one of the most hidden teachings on earth: SOME BEINGS WANT DEATH. They want to be extinguished, they seek reduction in consciousness. Awareness, life, love is painful to them. This reality has plagued earth for a long time because the loving spirits have refused to accept that these spirits want to die, it is their way home to God. These spirits cannot tell you they seek death because they deny everything, including if you ask them if they want death. They are denial spirits, they unconditionally deny Life, Love, God all around them. Spirits who enjoy life, love, open consciousness haven't been willing or able to accept that this denial type of consciousness exists and the love/heart spirits have tried to convert denial spirits to 'see the light' and change their ways. It is a free will universe and spirits have the right to choose life or death as they choose.. Jesus tried to help us when he said: "Let the dead bury the dead." "By their fruits you shall know them". If they create death all around them they are death creating denial spirits. Get away from them! Don't try to convert them! Let them die. It is their way home, back to God believe it or not.
Now in the current situation on earth most of us have allowed ourselves to become infected by this denial, this denial of Love, of Life of God. There are many marriages where one spirit is a life spirit and the other is a denial spirit. These unions have created mixed spirits for a long time on earth. There are parts of us, like viruses, parasites that seek death. That's why we die! That's why we age! And just because we've accepted it as true that we have to die doesn't make it so! It is not true! I know I'm a lone voice in the wilderness crying here and I know that for the most part I'll be considered naive if not outright crazy. That's ok, this is for those who truly want to understand. I have it on good authority, Jesus, Babaji, Sai Baba, Yogananda, Buddha, Krishna, Lao Tsu, and God him/herself...that we are meant to live without aging, pain, and death. We are meant to have a conscious choice of when to enter and exit physicality. My authorities are not medical doctors who have been brainwashed and mind controlled in their medical schools. Do you know what the sleep deprivation is like for resident doctors! 100 hr workweeks! And if they don't do exactly what they're told they don't get to join the 'cult' i.e. become a doctor. My authorities aren't those seeking death themselves. My authority is not the FDA whose job it is to approve chemically harsh drugs to sedate the population and keep them asleep while raping them of their intelligence, hearts, souls and money! My authority is not flaccid, dead religionists whose interest is keeping their flocks stupid and superstitious so they can rape them of money, dignity and as we can't deny anymore, literally rape the young boys!...and again, of course, the majority of people are good people trying to do the best they can and the 'evil' is in the blind following, in the unlovingness of the institutions that put themselves above love for other beings.
Recently in a Bob Woodward article in the Washington Post, it came out that there was actual glee, excitement and joking around in Vice President Cheney's demeanor when he got his way and they were going to be able to have war with Iraq. Glee, bloodlust, enjoyment! C'mon wake up. They want war! They enjoy killing. Of course they themselves when it comes down to it are terrified of any direct personal confrontation. Hitler was a personal wimp, so are probably the current US administration except for Powell who actually has a heart. Dick Cheney has had triple heart bypass surgery! Hello???!!! That's no accident, he doesn't have life energy in his heart! His heart is all clogged up from lack of energy moving through it! How clear does it have to get? And if you are unwilling to see this and buy into the propaganda then your hope for survival in the coming times will lie in finding your own denial and being willing to see through the manipulation of whole nations that are then pitted against each other for the war-profiteers benefit.
How much clearer do the signs have to get?
--Actual priests having sex with our boys and raping their innocence.
--Medical doctors removing organs, having you killed, and selling your organs for profit.
--The president and vice president creating war for their personal profit and twisted beliefs of 'holy war' and laughing gleefully about it.
--Journalists completely bought off into becoming 'news readers' , lackeys for those who tell them what to say, and what not to say.
--The majority of people now on some form of mind altering consciousness numbing drugs, whether legal or otherwise.
--60% of all ocean life threatened
--World population exponentially exploding, by 2050 planet will not be able to carry the load.
--Whole economies like Argentina wiped out overnight (carefully kept out of US media)
--Slave trade alive and well. 10's of 1000's of women sold a sex slaves all over the world.
etc....etc...etc...
How much stronger do we need the Wake up Calls to become?
Will we really need a world war III? Or complete fascist states with microchipped populations?
Again, what can we do as individuals? Seek God within yourself. How much time a day do we actually spend in Communion, prayer, meditation, being still and listening, being present? Well then how can we expect it to be different?
Untangle yourselves from the collective consciousness. If we stay linked with the 'tribe' (the collective fear mind set) then we will experience what that mind set will create as 'reality'. I have done this myself, I can help you, and there are many teachers, helpers, all over the planet now to assist those who are ready and willing.
A friend I used to do seminars with once told me that one of his teachers said that towards the end of the age, before the changes, everyone would be going insane...but hardly anyone would notice it because we would all be going insane together.
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