I have not added a journal entry in months. The reason is that I have been at a loss about what to say. But I’m going to try, at least to put down a few paragraphs about what’s been happening to me. Outwardly, I’ve been living my life, writing, working on this website, interacting with friends, all the usual things.
Inwardly, though, something has changed and is still changing. My difficulty is that it’s so very hard to put into words. Also, as time goes on, I get more and more reticent. I don’t think I’m becoming a hermit, but it’s a struggle not to do what I have seen so many close encounter witnesses do, which is to turn entirely toward their experience and close the door on the outside world.
I love the outside world, and I think that I’m meant to be a worldwalker, which is why I have had so much experience lavished on me. I cannot say how grateful I am, or how hard it is to do this.
The enormous, overriding problem is language. Words, Sentences, the whole structure of the thing. It does not reflect the reality I’m experiencing, and I know that many of you who come to Unknowncountry because you have the same sorts of life experiences that I do will know exactly what I mean.
Anyway, I am going to try to chronicle a few things. First, I’d like to say something about life and death. They don’t have the same meaning to me that they once did. Death isn’t a mystery anymore, but rather I see it as another part of the art of being. What happens is this: during life, we take experience in. We are in an active state. After the life is finished, we enter a passive, or contemplative state. It’s breath. Life is breathing in. Death is breathing out. Two sides of a triad: life is the active side, death the passive.
However, there is a third side to every triangle, and that’s what the change of being that I’m experiencing is about. Active and passive energies are easy to perceive, but we are third force blind, and this is the essence of the human predicament.
So what is this ‘third force’ that is neither active nor passive but can create balance between the two? As there are an infinite number of triads, there are also an infinite number of manifestations of balance, most of them fleeing and essentially automatic, touched only briefly as we slip randomly between active and passive life states.
Being is larger than either the physical or the nonphysical state, but it bears reference to both and is infused in both. What has been happening to me is that I’m beginning to be in both states at the same time, which has been true for some time, but is true now in a much more clear way. It isn’t that I am literally both alive and dead, but rather that I am living this life while remembering my past before I came to it, and knowing how I am unfolding now not only as I move along my physical timeline, but I am also seeing into the conscious world that suffuses and surrounds the physical, but is not contained by it.
The Sphinx is the key to understanding this state. It has the strength of a bull, the courage of a lion and the intelligence of a man. When the three parts work together–active courage and passive strength being balanced by neutral and harmonizing intelligence–then it spreads its wings and soars aloft like and eagle.
This feels like a state of objectivity. One looks down not only on what is transpiring in the active, living state, but also what waits in the passive state that we call death, but which is not death at all, and very far from the nothingness that we imagine and dread. In other words, there is a condition of being that transcends life and death. It is this that I am tasting now.
One thing that I find interesting about it–one of many–is that, as I enter deeply into the state, I seem to actually change physically. I can feel this, as if my body is becoming a kind of energy and is not entirely material. I was in such a state in March one evening while meditating. The sense of the presence of fourth mind was so palpable that I picked up my phone and snapped a picture of myself, just to see if the sensation that I felt around my head–as if I was materially both inside and outside myself at the same time–might be recordable. The picture above is the result.
More recently, in late May, I began to feel as if Anne and I were not alone in this place. There was somebody else here, whom we could not see. I have a small automatic camera, which I set up on the night of May 28. It was motion sensitive. I set it to take images in our bedroom, just above the bed so that our movements in sleep would not activate it.
The next morning, I not only discovered that it had gone off a number of times, I found that the clips contained what look like moving orbs or bits of dust, as if there was air moving in the room. But there wasn’t. The windows were closed and it was absolutely still. Not only that, specks of dust wouldn’t have activated the camera, but something certainly did. On prior nights, the camera took video only when one of us got up and moved around in the room.
Even stranger, the camera ceased to work after that. The battery was drained even though I’d charged it the night before, and it could never again be recharged. So all I was left with was the microdisk with the images on it. (Log in to see one of the videos. It’s typical of the group.)
The next night, I had what I would describe as a moment of gnosis, in the form of a dream. In it, I found myself looking into a well. The water was perfectly clear, but the bottom of the well was covered in silt. Anne and I wanted something that was there, and were trying to locate it so we could drop a hook and bring it up.
The next thing I knew, the water went down and two horrific creatures appeared, looming up out of the well with their teeth bared. Anne was safe behind me, but I couldn’t back away from them. They were going to devour me–and yet…not. They seemed soft and somehow unable to actually reach me.
I then woke up and saw three dark, blocky figures standing beside the bed. Of course, I was absolutely terrified, and thrust out my hand, slapping at them. The three of them at once disappeared, and I felt my hand slap against something soft, like a smooth bald head, which immediately slipped out of my grasp.
I experienced a powerful moment of knowing that has extended, and has become me. I look, act and physically feel the same. But I am not the same.
What I want to leave you with is the idea that we should think of ourselves in terms of the overarching being that we actually are, not simply as a living body. We are here in the physical world inhaling the breath of experience. We are enacting life plans we have intentionally hidden from ourselves so that we will react to the experiences we have not out of our knowledge, but out of our deep personal truth. Thus, when we are in the contemplative state that we the living refer to as death, we will be observing our lives, and integrating the energy we have retained in the form of essence-memories into our larger selves.
I have seen a few other things. First, we are not a ‘species’ that evolved on Earth. We are the product of a very advanced science of our own devising, engaged in a deep practice of energy management, breathing experience in when we are in the flesh, then releasing the energy when we are not.
This place is not natural–or rather, our place in it is not natural. The human species is not only an outcome of natural selection, it has been interfered with and elements of design added. Specifically, we have done the interfering. We have created mankind as a mechanism of evolution. Ours has been a much longer journey than we realize.
We are an enormously complex, profoundly conscious and deeply lonely presence that emerges out of endlessness and slips away into the infinite. We are searching for freedom of a kind that is almost impossible to imagine–for ecstasy, in the end, that is absolutely pure and absolutely authentic–in short, that is perfectly true.
We are our own bright angels and our own dark gods. There is nobody here but us, but when I say that, you must release your imagination as best you are able, to glimpse from the vantage point of the physical, the poignant, searching immensity that is being.
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I know I speak for many of us
I know I speak for many of us when I say that we do know exactly what you mean. But like you say, so much of this is so thoroughly ephemeral, these states of being that we’re becomeing aware of, that we wind up being reduced to using clumsy descriptors to try to convey… this. To the point of not bothering to describe it at all, in many cases. But sharing it, on the other hand, is downright sublime. Not to make this soundlike a shameless plug for the Dreamland Festival, but the majority of attendees not only eminate this state of being, we also get to share in it while in one another’s company: it’s the real reason why the experience of meeting one another is so special to us.
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For my own part, I can also vouch for that reticent urge: “ordinary” people can seem extremely boring to someone in this state, while interaction with others opening to this state is rich, sublime, invigorating. What interest is there in interacting with the mundane? There are many of us, but we’re scattered, making it seem like we’re quite alone at times… and it can seem as if no-one is listening. Connection is our new drug… and may we never shake the addiction. 😉
I find most of the time I
I find most of the time I have no desire to interact with the Collective. Indeed I find the mindless prattling of the collective to painful to endure. My wife and I are in a zone of energy that negates contact with most other people, We crave and exercise our right to live in Solitude, for our piece of mind and Happiness.. We feel you Whitley….
I know I speak for many of us
I know I speak for many of us when I say that we do know exactly what you mean. But like you say, so much of this is so thoroughly ephemeral, these states of being that we’re becomeing aware of, that we wind up being reduced to using clumsy descriptors to try to convey… this. To the point of not bothering to describe it at all, in many cases. But sharing it, on the other hand, is downright sublime. Not to make this soundlike a shameless plug for the Dreamland Festival, but the majority of attendees not only eminate this state of being, we also get to share in it while in one another’s company: it’s the real reason why the experience of meeting one another is so special to us.
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For my own part, I can also vouch for that reticent urge: “ordinary” people can seem extremely boring to someone in this state, while interaction with others opening to this state is rich, sublime, invigorating. What interest is there in interacting with the mundane? There are many of us, but we’re scattered, making it seem like we’re quite alone at times… and it can seem as if no-one is listening. Connection is our new drug… and may we never shake the addiction. 😉
I find most of the time I
I find most of the time I have no desire to interact with the Collective. Indeed I find the mindless prattling of the collective to painful to endure. My wife and I are in a zone of energy that negates contact with most other people, We crave and exercise our right to live in Solitude, for our piece of mind and Happiness.. We feel you Whitley….
Thank you Whitley, Madd Matt
Thank you Whitley, Madd Matt and all of the dreamland attendees. I find it very difficult to share my experiences not because I’m shy ( I’m not) but there are so few constructs in the English language that will convey the depth of differentness of my experience from the masses of people around me. At least at Dreamland I feel connected to others who share that feeling of having experiences that do not fit within the bounds and bondage of a language system. Whitley you come as close as anyone I’ve ever met who can begin to define the enigma that some of us have had the fortune to experience. To say thank you again is so lame, but say it …I must. You are our voice when we have not the words.
Thank you Whitley, Madd Matt
Thank you Whitley, Madd Matt and all of the dreamland attendees. I find it very difficult to share my experiences not because I’m shy ( I’m not) but there are so few constructs in the English language that will convey the depth of differentness of my experience from the masses of people around me. At least at Dreamland I feel connected to others who share that feeling of having experiences that do not fit within the bounds and bondage of a language system. Whitley you come as close as anyone I’ve ever met who can begin to define the enigma that some of us have had the fortune to experience. To say thank you again is so lame, but say it …I must. You are our voice when we have not the words.
Thank you Whitley, Madd Matt
Thank you Whitley, Madd Matt and all of the dreamland attendees. I find it very difficult to share my experiences not because I’m shy ( I’m not) but there are so few constructs in the English language that will convey the depth of differentness of my experience from the masses of people around me. At least at Dreamland I feel connected to others who share that feeling of having experiences that do not fit within the bounds and bondage of a language system. Whitley you come as close as anyone I’ve ever met who can begin to define the enigma that some of us have had the fortune to experience. To say thank you again is so lame, but say it …I must. You are our voice when we have not the words.
Thank you Whitley, Madd Matt
Thank you Whitley, Madd Matt and all of the dreamland attendees. I find it very difficult to share my experiences not because I’m shy ( I’m not) but there are so few constructs in the English language that will convey the depth of differentness of my experience from the masses of people around me. At least at Dreamland I feel connected to others who share that feeling of having experiences that do not fit within the bounds and bondage of a language system. Whitley you come as close as anyone I’ve ever met who can begin to define the enigma that some of us have had the fortune to experience. To say thank you again is so lame, but say it …I must. You are our voice when we have not the words.
Thank you Whitley, Madd Matt
Thank you Whitley, Madd Matt and all of the dreamland attendees. I find it very difficult to share my experiences not because I’m shy ( I’m not) but there are so few constructs in the English language that will convey the depth of differentness of my experience from the masses of people around me. At least at Dreamland I feel connected to others who share that feeling of having experiences that do not fit within the bounds and bondage of a language system. Whitley you come as close as anyone I’ve ever met who can begin to define the enigma that some of us have had the fortune to experience. To say thank you again is so lame, but say it …I must. You are our voice when we have not the words.
Thank you Whitley, Madd Matt
Thank you Whitley, Madd Matt and all of the dreamland attendees. I find it very difficult to share my experiences not because I’m shy ( I’m not) but there are so few constructs in the English language that will convey the depth of differentness of my experience from the masses of people around me. At least at Dreamland I feel connected to others who share that feeling of having experiences that do not fit within the bounds and bondage of a language system. Whitley you come as close as anyone I’ve ever met who can begin to define the enigma that some of us have had the fortune to experience. To say thank you again is so lame, but say it …I must. You are our voice when we have not the words.
I envy your state of
I envy your state of mindfulness that enables the coalescing of that which approaches the ethereal in this reality. I have been struggling to make any progress toward a higher state of understanding during my life thus far. It is empowering that some in our time are making inroads to advance the species. Hopefully lessons can be conferred in manner.
I envy your state of
I envy your state of mindfulness that enables the coalescing of that which approaches the ethereal in this reality. I have been struggling to make any progress toward a higher state of understanding during my life thus far. It is empowering that some in our time are making inroads to advance the species. Hopefully lessons can be conferred in manner.
I wish that we had verb
I wish that we had verb tenses that could convey more than one relationship to time at once. A verb that would convey the sense of looking backward from a foundational but unfocused future, for example.
The early Indo-European languages had the aorist, which I believe was a survival from when we did have verbs that made reference to temporal indefinites, and could convey the sense of being conscious of the flow of time from outside of it. Without such words, those of us doing this are coming to a situation where we can know and feel things that are unsayable in modern languages.
Here is an interesting article on the aorist, which was not the kind of verb I’m hypothesizing here, but which was in use when we were still somewhat conscious of the way the flux between temporal life and extra-temporal being works. When we could build things like the pyramids and not only know what they are, but be able to talk about them and even engineer them from a foundation of understanding.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aorist
I think, incidentally, that we should do a fall gathering somewhere, too. This whole new evolution I am experiencing started at the Dreamland Festival, because we were together.
Where to begin?
I have been
Where to begin?
I have been having encounters since the conception of my life. My first impressions of what makes up my consciousness was within the womb. My mother was schizophrenic. While inside her I was given a terrible and beautiful gift: I was cocooned in chaos. When she gave birth to me she was taken away from me and sent to hospital for her illness. I was sent to live with my father’s sister. My father and his siblings were subjected to sexual abuse, which continued when I entered my new environment when my mother was released from her internment. I have not been physically molested, but witnessed first hand the monster in the acts of my father upon my sisters. Psychologically I have been.
I was a child without touch or a nurturing environment, left completely alone to find out the truth of “reality”. This horrific environment (home) was my womb cocoon continued into what we call the outside world. There, locked inside myself was the gift. Normality was instantly and continually questioned along with existence itself. The gift came with guides. We can call them the visitors, aliens, anything we desire. What is truly critical is what is learned. For the sake of relation let’s stick to the visitors and what they have taught me and continue to teach me: the unknown. And in my case can there be a better body to be in and to investigate the known then one in almost a constant state of panic? Panic attacks are another component of the gift.
The visitors have come to me in many forms: the Blue beings, Grays, Mantis, The man with the Top Hat (my teacher of chaos outside of time), Owls, Rattlesnakes, Whales, the black widow, Rabbit, Lizard, grunting black shadows, many other animal and insect forms and the Lion. Which brings me to the Sphinx and you.
I was born and raised in Los Angeles. Most of all my encounters happened to me in Studio City. I was young man then in my early twenties. The time between my childhood and early adulthood was phase of adapting to the outside world, the mundane world, enough that I may “function” without falling into destitution. But there was a calling back to me. The gift was blossoming in wondrous and beautiful ways. For the first time there was no fear. And while in the presence of the visitors there was unity and above all ecstasy. In their presence I was home. And between the visitors and myself there was no division. The lessons being taught to me were not easy and proved to be a vital test to my sanity. And what came with these difficult lessons was how the human brain works and what it is comprised of. The visitors were incessant that the metamorphoses continue on schedule.
I saw your book, communion, somewhere I can’t remember. There wasn’t a pull to get it, but there was something there that stayed in the background. It was years after first seeing the cover that I looked into the outside. Up until then, as most of my life is now, there has been no urge to seek outwardly for relations in regards to this matter. I am on my own pathless journey, as we all are to come home to truth. I started looking into UFO material on the Internet, partly due to my wife, who has also had her own encounters, to see what was out there. I came upon your book again, searched your name and found out you were speaking in Hollywood. You won’t remember but I was the young man in the back of the theatre when Q&A came at the end of your talk. I simply said with anxiety, “There will be an awakening.”
Shortly after I had an OBE (I love the vibratory state. It is an ecstatic state indeed.). I was moving very fast through a tunnel without a top with golden light and souls coming and going. I past you (the essence of you) and found myself hovering directly in front of the Sphinx. That is all I can remember. It had a profound impression on me. I feel us souls were going there to school. Being shown by the visitors that the Earth itself is our school it did not surprise me that there were classrooms that we go to learn about various things.
This leads me to the lizard, the rabbit and the lion:
One of my earliest experiences happened when I was around five years old. I was playing in the backyard of our house in Arcadia. I went to the tree set off in the back of the yard. There in the tree I saw a lizard fall from it, turning into a rabbit, and then into a lion. I followed the lion around what was now a high wall of some type of structure where the fence would have been. Then I heard in my head, “ I will eat you in the next heat” Again, in my early adulthood I had an OBE and relived the experience. The riddle has haunted me ever since. After the lion has spoken to me I ascended to the sky. I was placed in front of a panel of beings without form. They explained to me that I was given knowledge no human could come back to life to tell, but that I was the one they had chosen to do the work, to bring the message of truth to humankind. I have never felt entirely human. And in the presence of the visitors I feel I am home with my people.
“I will eat you in the next heat.” What does that mean? Until now, nearly 12 years after I heard again, I am beginning to put the pieces together. A key to understanding this riddle is related to another encounter I had as a child. I very often would suddenly stop whatever I was doing and go into a trance and look up at the sky. I would hear, again in my head, always telepathic, “The sky will open up. The invisible will become visible.” I always knew what this meant, given the visitors constantly had given me visions of what will take place when this happens. One of the things that will take place is an inversion. I have always been shown that there will be a shift of poles. Another thing shown to me is a mushroom cloud. I am beginning to think that the mushroom cloud is an actual nuclear blast, but the Sun is pronouncing itself more and more. When the sky opens up mankind is going to need to have the strength of the bull, the courage of the lion and the intelligence of what man has dormant inside the mystery of our brain. We are just smart now, but we are not intelligent yet. Our birth is coming and “The meek shall inherit the Earth.” The meek are you and I and all those who have been left vulnerable, like an beetle on it back running its legs to find the ground, to withstand the violent resistance of a brain that is ready to be exposed to its true intelligence. What the brain THINKS it knows is but an illusion. The unknown will render the brain useless and insanity will take the place of its present petty reasoning when the Visitors along with the whole Universe is revealed to us what we actually are and are not. And when this happens there is no going back to the illusory time-stream.
When living in Philadelphia in 2005 just before being drawn to Taos, NM. Three grays came to me. I was in panic and looked out the window from our bedroom and the second story of our home. I saw my human self look up at me in daylight (this was happening at night) looking as panicked as I felt. I suddenly turned into a praying mantis and jumped through the windowpane to go after myself. Then I found myself in a high-rise in what I knew to be New York City. The building started to sway back and forth and the people started screaming earthquake. I went to the window without awareness of my own form and saw that the entire city was floating upside down in the sky. I knew it was happening. I turned around and saw Grays putting what seemed like virtual reality mask on all of the people. This was to subdue them back into there mundane consciousness. I went over to one of the beings and ask if I could continue to do my work. The reply was simple, “Yes.” I said, “Physically?” Again simple reply, “Anyway you want.”
This scared me when the encounter ended. I knew what I have been shown is more alive and real than my waking state has ever provided me. And I realized that it was going to happen in my lifetime. Whether that is true or not is of no concern to me. For what the visitors have taught me most of all was to be present, to live completely in the now, and we are the “Aliens”.
There is no separation, divisions, all that indicate the opposite of that is an illusion. When the sky opens up and time ceases to be duality will vanish. That is why the good work that we are doing is so important. I too, Whitley am going through a change of being. Along with us are countless others, but the “meek” are the minority. And the meek shall inherit the Earth. And why we are being torn out of our cocoons with what seems like with violence is merely what is needed for us to be born before the great birth of Humankind begins.
I know this may be a bit difficult to follow, but isn’t this whole beautiful journey through up in the sky?
Take care, brother.
Continue the good work.
HI, Annie!
VonPat
I wish that we had verb
I wish that we had verb tenses that could convey more than one relationship to time at once. A verb that would convey the sense of looking backward from a foundational but unfocused future, for example.
The early Indo-European languages had the aorist, which I believe was a survival from when we did have verbs that made reference to temporal indefinites, and could convey the sense of being conscious of the flow of time from outside of it. Without such words, those of us doing this are coming to a situation where we can know and feel things that are unsayable in modern languages.
Here is an interesting article on the aorist, which was not the kind of verb I’m hypothesizing here, but which was in use when we were still somewhat conscious of the way the flux between temporal life and extra-temporal being works. When we could build things like the pyramids and not only know what they are, but be able to talk about them and even engineer them from a foundation of understanding.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aorist
I think, incidentally, that we should do a fall gathering somewhere, too. This whole new evolution I am experiencing started at the Dreamland Festival, because we were together.
Where to begin?
I have been
Where to begin?
I have been having encounters since the conception of my life. My first impressions of what makes up my consciousness was within the womb. My mother was schizophrenic. While inside her I was given a terrible and beautiful gift: I was cocooned in chaos. When she gave birth to me she was taken away from me and sent to hospital for her illness. I was sent to live with my father’s sister. My father and his siblings were subjected to sexual abuse, which continued when I entered my new environment when my mother was released from her internment. I have not been physically molested, but witnessed first hand the monster in the acts of my father upon my sisters. Psychologically I have been.
I was a child without touch or a nurturing environment, left completely alone to find out the truth of “reality”. This horrific environment (home) was my womb cocoon continued into what we call the outside world. There, locked inside myself was the gift. Normality was instantly and continually questioned along with existence itself. The gift came with guides. We can call them the visitors, aliens, anything we desire. What is truly critical is what is learned. For the sake of relation let’s stick to the visitors and what they have taught me and continue to teach me: the unknown. And in my case can there be a better body to be in and to investigate the known then one in almost a constant state of panic? Panic attacks are another component of the gift.
The visitors have come to me in many forms: the Blue beings, Grays, Mantis, The man with the Top Hat (my teacher of chaos outside of time), Owls, Rattlesnakes, Whales, the black widow, Rabbit, Lizard, grunting black shadows, many other animal and insect forms and the Lion. Which brings me to the Sphinx and you.
I was born and raised in Los Angeles. Most of all my encounters happened to me in Studio City. I was young man then in my early twenties. The time between my childhood and early adulthood was phase of adapting to the outside world, the mundane world, enough that I may “function” without falling into destitution. But there was a calling back to me. The gift was blossoming in wondrous and beautiful ways. For the first time there was no fear. And while in the presence of the visitors there was unity and above all ecstasy. In their presence I was home. And between the visitors and myself there was no division. The lessons being taught to me were not easy and proved to be a vital test to my sanity. And what came with these difficult lessons was how the human brain works and what it is comprised of. The visitors were incessant that the metamorphoses continue on schedule.
I saw your book, communion, somewhere I can’t remember. There wasn’t a pull to get it, but there was something there that stayed in the background. It was years after first seeing the cover that I looked into the outside. Up until then, as most of my life is now, there has been no urge to seek outwardly for relations in regards to this matter. I am on my own pathless journey, as we all are to come home to truth. I started looking into UFO material on the Internet, partly due to my wife, who has also had her own encounters, to see what was out there. I came upon your book again, searched your name and found out you were speaking in Hollywood. You won’t remember but I was the young man in the back of the theatre when Q&A came at the end of your talk. I simply said with anxiety, “There will be an awakening.”
Shortly after I had an OBE (I love the vibratory state. It is an ecstatic state indeed.). I was moving very fast through a tunnel without a top with golden light and souls coming and going. I past you (the essence of you) and found myself hovering directly in front of the Sphinx. That is all I can remember. It had a profound impression on me. I feel us souls were going there to school. Being shown by the visitors that the Earth itself is our school it did not surprise me that there were classrooms that we go to learn about various things.
This leads me to the lizard, the rabbit and the lion:
One of my earliest experiences happened when I was around five years old. I was playing in the backyard of our house in Arcadia. I went to the tree set off in the back of the yard. There in the tree I saw a lizard fall from it, turning into a rabbit, and then into a lion. I followed the lion around what was now a high wall of some type of structure where the fence would have been. Then I heard in my head, “ I will eat you in the next heat” Again, in my early adulthood I had an OBE and relived the experience. The riddle has haunted me ever since. After the lion has spoken to me I ascended to the sky. I was placed in front of a panel of beings without form. They explained to me that I was given knowledge no human could come back to life to tell, but that I was the one they had chosen to do the work, to bring the message of truth to humankind. I have never felt entirely human. And in the presence of the visitors I feel I am home with my people.
“I will eat you in the next heat.” What does that mean? Until now, nearly 12 years after I heard again, I am beginning to put the pieces together. A key to understanding this riddle is related to another encounter I had as a child. I very often would suddenly stop whatever I was doing and go into a trance and look up at the sky. I would hear, again in my head, always telepathic, “The sky will open up. The invisible will become visible.” I always knew what this meant, given the visitors constantly had given me visions of what will take place when this happens. One of the things that will take place is an inversion. I have always been shown that there will be a shift of poles. Another thing shown to me is a mushroom cloud. I am beginning to think that the mushroom cloud is an actual nuclear blast, but the Sun is pronouncing itself more and more. When the sky opens up mankind is going to need to have the strength of the bull, the courage of the lion and the intelligence of what man has dormant inside the mystery of our brain. We are just smart now, but we are not intelligent yet. Our birth is coming and “The meek shall inherit the Earth.” The meek are you and I and all those who have been left vulnerable, like an beetle on it back running its legs to find the ground, to withstand the violent resistance of a brain that is ready to be exposed to its true intelligence. What the brain THINKS it knows is but an illusion. The unknown will render the brain useless and insanity will take the place of its present petty reasoning when the Visitors along with the whole Universe is revealed to us what we actually are and are not. And when this happens there is no going back to the illusory time-stream.
When living in Philadelphia in 2005 just before being drawn to Taos, NM. Three grays came to me. I was in panic and looked out the window from our bedroom and the second story of our home. I saw my human self look up at me in daylight (this was happening at night) looking as panicked as I felt. I suddenly turned into a praying mantis and jumped through the windowpane to go after myself. Then I found myself in a high-rise in what I knew to be New York City. The building started to sway back and forth and the people started screaming earthquake. I went to the window without awareness of my own form and saw that the entire city was floating upside down in the sky. I knew it was happening. I turned around and saw Grays putting what seemed like virtual reality mask on all of the people. This was to subdue them back into there mundane consciousness. I went over to one of the beings and ask if I could continue to do my work. The reply was simple, “Yes.” I said, “Physically?” Again simple reply, “Anyway you want.”
This scared me when the encounter ended. I knew what I have been shown is more alive and real than my waking state has ever provided me. And I realized that it was going to happen in my lifetime. Whether that is true or not is of no concern to me. For what the visitors have taught me most of all was to be present, to live completely in the now, and we are the “Aliens”.
There is no separation, divisions, all that indicate the opposite of that is an illusion. When the sky opens up and time ceases to be duality will vanish. That is why the good work that we are doing is so important. I too, Whitley am going through a change of being. Along with us are countless others, but the “meek” are the minority. And the meek shall inherit the Earth. And why we are being torn out of our cocoons with what seems like with violence is merely what is needed for us to be born before the great birth of Humankind begins.
I know this may be a bit difficult to follow, but isn’t this whole beautiful journey through up in the sky?
Take care, brother.
Continue the good work.
HI, Annie!
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Man, the photo of you really
Man, the photo of you really creeped me out at first.
The video: my initial reaction is that “someone”, for lack of a better word, did not enter your bedroom, but the opposite. Your bedroom “opened up” to the greater reality surrounding us and the cam caught it.
Man, the photo of you really
Man, the photo of you really creeped me out at first.
The video: my initial reaction is that “someone”, for lack of a better word, did not enter your bedroom, but the opposite. Your bedroom “opened up” to the greater reality surrounding us and the cam caught it.
Whitley and all, thank you
Whitley and all, thank you for being who you are and open to sharing it with others. I have had some experiences during my lifetime which perhaps are similar. As you say, words are not enough. They cannot give the depth or reality of such experience, just as they fail to give the depth of the experience of being loved unconditionally…BEING loved… for no “reason” except being.
I give 3 aspects using limited words, to describe it:
1. being unattached (to so many “norms of life like results, and understandings, etc) which does NOT mean uncaring it is so different, and so foreign to me that it was a source of fear
2. experiencing oneness…that is…non-separation from all else…? There is a deep connection – an essential piece of how and who we are -i perceive going on…and though you didn’t say it, are you experiencing that?
3.being outside of time…which you tried to explain… there is no “time” only the present… the everlasting now…. and i like the use of the word present because there is Presence in being present … in the now…
Much love and peace to all…. always, and all ways
Whitley and all, thank you
Whitley and all, thank you for being who you are and open to sharing it with others. I have had some experiences during my lifetime which perhaps are similar. As you say, words are not enough. They cannot give the depth or reality of such experience, just as they fail to give the depth of the experience of being loved unconditionally…BEING loved… for no “reason” except being.
I give 3 aspects using limited words, to describe it:
1. being unattached (to so many “norms of life like results, and understandings, etc) which does NOT mean uncaring it is so different, and so foreign to me that it was a source of fear
2. experiencing oneness…that is…non-separation from all else…? There is a deep connection – an essential piece of how and who we are -i perceive going on…and though you didn’t say it, are you experiencing that?
3.being outside of time…which you tried to explain… there is no “time” only the present… the everlasting now…. and i like the use of the word present because there is Presence in being present … in the now…
Much love and peace to all…. always, and all ways
I want that…
I want that…
I want that…
I want that…
I feel I both understand and
I feel I both understand and relate to this post. In a way, it puts me in mind of a book I read many years ago by the Austrian born hindu monk, Swāmī Agehānanda Bhāratī, called ‘The Light at the Center.’ In it, he describes and details what he calls ‘zero-experiences.’ (Not that I would ever presume to suggest a book to Mr. Strieber!)
And the video is just simply astounding, in my opinion. Thank you for sharing that with us.
I feel I both understand and
I feel I both understand and relate to this post. In a way, it puts me in mind of a book I read many years ago by the Austrian born hindu monk, Swāmī Agehānanda Bhāratī, called ‘The Light at the Center.’ In it, he describes and details what he calls ‘zero-experiences.’ (Not that I would ever presume to suggest a book to Mr. Strieber!)
And the video is just simply astounding, in my opinion. Thank you for sharing that with us.
After a lifetime of highly
After a lifetime of highly odd/anomalous experiences, I still haven’t found a coherent way to describe “this”. So again, my hearfelt thanks to you Whitley – you always manage to describe (quite brilliantly) the ever-evolving essence of what this journey encompasses. I am so grateful that we have the Dreamland community where we can share our thoughts and experiences. Madd Matt – I too feel that I am “reduced to clumsy descriptors” at times. But as you say, it is indeed sublime that we can share this at least once a year in person, and of course through the chats 🙂
Whitley – an Autumn event would be great 🙂
After a lifetime of highly
After a lifetime of highly odd/anomalous experiences, I still haven’t found a coherent way to describe “this”. So again, my hearfelt thanks to you Whitley – you always manage to describe (quite brilliantly) the ever-evolving essence of what this journey encompasses. I am so grateful that we have the Dreamland community where we can share our thoughts and experiences. Madd Matt – I too feel that I am “reduced to clumsy descriptors” at times. But as you say, it is indeed sublime that we can share this at least once a year in person, and of course through the chats 🙂
Whitley – an Autumn event would be great 🙂
I am getting disturbed right
I am getting disturbed right now. The thread of this discussion is very different from the one I looked at this morning. Also, I posted information of something that happened to me yesterday, and it is no longer here. Well, hmmm….
I am getting disturbed right
I am getting disturbed right now. The thread of this discussion is very different from the one I looked at this morning. Also, I posted information of something that happened to me yesterday, and it is no longer here. Well, hmmm….
Thank you for taking the time
Thank you for taking the time to articulate your experiences, Whitley. I understand how difficult it is to put these things into words. I have been having similar experiences regarding my physical form, which is becoming more and more fluid in conjunction with my shifting perception.
Thank you for taking the time
Thank you for taking the time to articulate your experiences, Whitley. I understand how difficult it is to put these things into words. I have been having similar experiences regarding my physical form, which is becoming more and more fluid in conjunction with my shifting perception.
Your post reminds me so much
Your post reminds me so much of sages that in the later years have said that they are living in both worlds at the same time.
Your post reminds me so much
Your post reminds me so much of sages that in the later years have said that they are living in both worlds at the same time.
If we came in boxes, you
If we came in boxes, you would find me on the left brain, materialist shelf, though nothing is so clear cut.
I ask questions. Other than that I don’t say much, because there is enough talk and I don’t feel like I have much to contribute talk wise.
Recently (time?) I have felt more separation union. For example, I like to ride my bike. When doing so, I feel more separate, yet more connected to the process. Maybe it’s natural aging, or perhaps I’m seeing more through my third eye or out of body.
There is also some premonition. For awhile, I felt as if I was going to be hurt and worried about a bike accident. It turns out I reinjured my knee pretty good at the playground with my kids. Recovery has been fine, thanks to my physical therapists. I don’t feel that worry about an accident so much nowadays.
Maybe this is everyday experience for many of you, and it may or may not be related to Whitley’s entry. I just felt like contributing.
If we came in boxes, you
If we came in boxes, you would find me on the left brain, materialist shelf, though nothing is so clear cut.
I ask questions. Other than that I don’t say much, because there is enough talk and I don’t feel like I have much to contribute talk wise.
Recently (time?) I have felt more separation union. For example, I like to ride my bike. When doing so, I feel more separate, yet more connected to the process. Maybe it’s natural aging, or perhaps I’m seeing more through my third eye or out of body.
There is also some premonition. For awhile, I felt as if I was going to be hurt and worried about a bike accident. It turns out I reinjured my knee pretty good at the playground with my kids. Recovery has been fine, thanks to my physical therapists. I don’t feel that worry about an accident so much nowadays.
Maybe this is everyday experience for many of you, and it may or may not be related to Whitley’s entry. I just felt like contributing.
You ARE the Kwisatz
You ARE the Kwisatz Haderach…
You ARE the Kwisatz
You ARE the Kwisatz Haderach…
By your startling
By your startling vulnerability, Whitley, you have initiated a very good discussion. I feel that in my life I have absolutely tried to close the door to memories of experience which do not fit into the current paradigm I am caught up in: of times when people communicated without words and saw their own thoughts in front of their eyes. Also of lifetimes on this planet in which terrible things happened to me and other people and filled me with depression and hopelessness. My struggle is to be an ordinary person and an extraordinary person at the same time – I seem to flop between both possibilities, and am often disabled by fear. Your comments were very helpful and useful and I thank you for them.
By your startling
By your startling vulnerability, Whitley, you have initiated a very good discussion. I feel that in my life I have absolutely tried to close the door to memories of experience which do not fit into the current paradigm I am caught up in: of times when people communicated without words and saw their own thoughts in front of their eyes. Also of lifetimes on this planet in which terrible things happened to me and other people and filled me with depression and hopelessness. My struggle is to be an ordinary person and an extraordinary person at the same time – I seem to flop between both possibilities, and am often disabled by fear. Your comments were very helpful and useful and I thank you for them.
This all makes a great deal
This all makes a great deal of sense. The seemingly opposing forces of light and dark coming together to realise and third transformative aspect. I think back to when I first noticed this gathering; I was more naive, readier to please and try to be liked. As processes advanced, I have become a much tougher S.O.B., more critical, both of myself and others but remain determined to be fair and act logically. Also though, there is something else, something that I sense is a part of me/us outside of the Human personage I/we wear. It feels almost robotic, automated but self aware in a sense that is almost shadowy, lukewarm and ghost like. Mr Strieber’s comments about becoming more Hermit-like, to a degree, certainly sounded all too familiar. Roll with it.
This all makes a great deal
This all makes a great deal of sense. The seemingly opposing forces of light and dark coming together to realise and third transformative aspect. I think back to when I first noticed this gathering; I was more naive, readier to please and try to be liked. As processes advanced, I have become a much tougher S.O.B., more critical, both of myself and others but remain determined to be fair and act logically. Also though, there is something else, something that I sense is a part of me/us outside of the Human personage I/we wear. It feels almost robotic, automated but self aware in a sense that is almost shadowy, lukewarm and ghost like. Mr Strieber’s comments about becoming more Hermit-like, to a degree, certainly sounded all too familiar. Roll with it.
Well said, Whitley (and all
Well said, Whitley (and all you other wonderful respondents). In the last year or so I have become disconnected from so much, I am almost unmoored. Most of those things that used to command my attention now seem like shadows, dimly recollected fragments of memories from a film about someone else’s life. All that I desire is to join those sorts who understand what is written on this page. And I find myself now able to be loving and compassionate toward others without being attached to the outcomes of their struggles. Some of us will move on soon; many more will have to repeat earth-school yet again.
A fall meeting would be a great idea. If I may suggest, rather than formal presentations from the Dreamland crew, could we all just get together and talk? Just being together will give us the recharge that we need.
Well said, Whitley (and all
Well said, Whitley (and all you other wonderful respondents). In the last year or so I have become disconnected from so much, I am almost unmoored. Most of those things that used to command my attention now seem like shadows, dimly recollected fragments of memories from a film about someone else’s life. All that I desire is to join those sorts who understand what is written on this page. And I find myself now able to be loving and compassionate toward others without being attached to the outcomes of their struggles. Some of us will move on soon; many more will have to repeat earth-school yet again.
A fall meeting would be a great idea. If I may suggest, rather than formal presentations from the Dreamland crew, could we all just get together and talk? Just being together will give us the recharge that we need.
I do not agree that death is
I do not agree that death is passive. I feel it probably is more active than we realize here. There is a lot of learning to do.
I’m sorry I do not agree with you on the loneliness part. I feel that that path is a choice. There are other paths that aren’t self centered. The only way to attain happiness is to not accept self which can be a bottomless well. But to accept all which is made by love and limitless in its bounty.
I do not agree that death is
I do not agree that death is passive. I feel it probably is more active than we realize here. There is a lot of learning to do.
I’m sorry I do not agree with you on the loneliness part. I feel that that path is a choice. There are other paths that aren’t self centered. The only way to attain happiness is to not accept self which can be a bottomless well. But to accept all which is made by love and limitless in its bounty.
wow and i thought i was
wow and i thought i was experiencing these things because i was growing old. thought they were natural changes about people and things that happened with time.
wow and i thought i was
wow and i thought i was experiencing these things because i was growing old. thought they were natural changes about people and things that happened with time.
Whitley, I opened an e-mail
Whitley, I opened an e-mail today sent to me from a friend and felt it to resonate with your new WHITLEY’S JOURNAL. None of this comes from me but from a woman named Peggy Black (Author and teacher). The few paragraphs that I copied over below do however echo my own belief and she says it more eloquently then I could have.
“When your awareness is within your heart, it becomes the portal or the gateway to the non-visible realities. You heart is the doorway and the connection to other streams of consciousness and other dimensions. This is a most important aspect for you to realize and understand. Part of what is occurring within the evolution of humanity is that many humans are beginning to realize that part of their role is to be the INVITER, the physical connection to these higher realms of vibrations and frequencies.”
“You are awake and aware, an intuitive in a physical and human form, and you are also an anchor or receptor in your reality, capable of connecting with other beings and forms of consciousness that vibrate at a different frequency. It is time that you acknowledge your ability to interact and reconnect with the energy streams of consciousness offered by other expressions of life.”
Now as for me…..
I have always taken Psalm 82:6 literally.
6 I said, “You are gods,
sons of the Most High, all of you.
Whitley, I opened an e-mail
Whitley, I opened an e-mail today sent to me from a friend and felt it to resonate with your new WHITLEY’S JOURNAL. None of this comes from me but from a woman named Peggy Black (Author and teacher). The few paragraphs that I copied over below do however echo my own belief and she says it more eloquently then I could have.
“When your awareness is within your heart, it becomes the portal or the gateway to the non-visible realities. You heart is the doorway and the connection to other streams of consciousness and other dimensions. This is a most important aspect for you to realize and understand. Part of what is occurring within the evolution of humanity is that many humans are beginning to realize that part of their role is to be the INVITER, the physical connection to these higher realms of vibrations and frequencies.”
“You are awake and aware, an intuitive in a physical and human form, and you are also an anchor or receptor in your reality, capable of connecting with other beings and forms of consciousness that vibrate at a different frequency. It is time that you acknowledge your ability to interact and reconnect with the energy streams of consciousness offered by other expressions of life.”
Now as for me…..
I have always taken Psalm 82:6 literally.
6 I said, “You are gods,
sons of the Most High, all of you.
I have to agree with
I have to agree with everything that Whitley wrote, ~ and all of you wrote as well ~ it is very hard to relate with people outside of this tiny circle ~ I’m not sure how to respond further, so I will just leave it at that…. Peace
I have to agree with
I have to agree with everything that Whitley wrote, ~ and all of you wrote as well ~ it is very hard to relate with people outside of this tiny circle ~ I’m not sure how to respond further, so I will just leave it at that…. Peace
i am going to write some
i am going to write some music for you Whitley if this is ok????
i am going to write some
i am going to write some music for you Whitley if this is ok????
Whitley,
I
Whitley,
I don’t think I understood more than half of what you were talking about, and I’m sorry about that. I wish I could be like these other posters but I can’t and there’s no sense in pretending. I find that as I get older I look more for the simplicity of things, the bare essence if you will. Maybe that has made me lazy, I don’t know. I did agree with you however on the life/death triad. While I don’t know what will happen when I die, I do think I will still be me, and that whatever”death” is it will definitely be another great adventure. Your journal brought to mind a random thought I had about a year ago complete with imagery. It was that whatever it is that created life is completely unaware. It is sleeping. When it breathes out, there is life. When it breathes in there is death. There is a rhythm to it, a balance. And in between the breaths… well, maybe that is what you mean.
Whitley,
I
Whitley,
I don’t think I understood more than half of what you were talking about, and I’m sorry about that. I wish I could be like these other posters but I can’t and there’s no sense in pretending. I find that as I get older I look more for the simplicity of things, the bare essence if you will. Maybe that has made me lazy, I don’t know. I did agree with you however on the life/death triad. While I don’t know what will happen when I die, I do think I will still be me, and that whatever”death” is it will definitely be another great adventure. Your journal brought to mind a random thought I had about a year ago complete with imagery. It was that whatever it is that created life is completely unaware. It is sleeping. When it breathes out, there is life. When it breathes in there is death. There is a rhythm to it, a balance. And in between the breaths… well, maybe that is what you mean.
Before enlightenment, chop
Before enlightenment, chop wood, carry water. After enlightenment, chop wood, carry water.
Exactly !! haha, Thank you.
Exactly !! haha, Thank you.
Before enlightenment, chop
Before enlightenment, chop wood, carry water. After enlightenment, chop wood, carry water.
Exactly !! haha, Thank you.
Exactly !! haha, Thank you.
The whole point is we are
The whole point is we are meant to be blind for our own development,for instance i’ve been through a ton of girlfriends before i married,if i knew who my wife was in the beginning i might well have skipped a bunch of these girls and headed straight for my wife.I would have missed out on a whole range of experiences and lessons i was here to benefit from.Live in the moment,it’s all there really is.
The whole point is we are
The whole point is we are meant to be blind for our own development,for instance i’ve been through a ton of girlfriends before i married,if i knew who my wife was in the beginning i might well have skipped a bunch of these girls and headed straight for my wife.I would have missed out on a whole range of experiences and lessons i was here to benefit from.Live in the moment,it’s all there really is.
From my experience, that
From my experience, that third state of being is what I consider the “maybe” state. Sooner or later, the abyss that has manifested in us has expanded the role that Maybe plays in the triad, on an equal footing to Life and Death.
From my experience, that
From my experience, that third state of being is what I consider the “maybe” state. Sooner or later, the abyss that has manifested in us has expanded the role that Maybe plays in the triad, on an equal footing to Life and Death.
All these things are well
All these things are well stated given the limitations of language. WE are like blindfolded children swinging with short sticks at Piñatas suspended way above our heads. And the Dreamland Festival is sublime in the company of others deep in searching. It takes me a month os so for me to “reintegrate into society” as I call it.
All these things are well
All these things are well stated given the limitations of language. WE are like blindfolded children swinging with short sticks at Piñatas suspended way above our heads. And the Dreamland Festival is sublime in the company of others deep in searching. It takes me a month os so for me to “reintegrate into society” as I call it.
As someone who has experiened
As someone who has experiened the state that you have, I know exactly how it is. The state of experience that you are in, is so great, so much larger than what we are accustomed to in our daily lives, first, there are no words to describe it. There is merely the existence of it. Secondly, because it is so much larger, life, as you normally experience it seems insignificant in that the daily routines and such that seemed to have had significance seemingly don’t have that significance anymore. One is so completely drawn into this greater feeling of existence that, after a time, returning to normal life does not seem possible. But, once you return to normal life, it is hard to readjust to such the limited experience we are all so used to. When I reached this objective state you describe after following your guided meditations, and then returning back to normal reality, I felt almost as if I had been reborn again. Every experience was completely new and I cherised every experience like it was the first time I had had it. If this experience mirrors the death that we fear so much, or at the very least it is a middle ground where we are still experiencing our lives, humanity can benefit from such knowledge. We may be at a crossroads now, having the chance to taste the greater whole that we have hidden from ourselves for far too long.
As someone who has experiened
As someone who has experiened the state that you have, I know exactly how it is. The state of experience that you are in, is so great, so much larger than what we are accustomed to in our daily lives, first, there are no words to describe it. There is merely the existence of it. Secondly, because it is so much larger, life, as you normally experience it seems insignificant in that the daily routines and such that seemed to have had significance seemingly don’t have that significance anymore. One is so completely drawn into this greater feeling of existence that, after a time, returning to normal life does not seem possible. But, once you return to normal life, it is hard to readjust to such the limited experience we are all so used to. When I reached this objective state you describe after following your guided meditations, and then returning back to normal reality, I felt almost as if I had been reborn again. Every experience was completely new and I cherised every experience like it was the first time I had had it. If this experience mirrors the death that we fear so much, or at the very least it is a middle ground where we are still experiencing our lives, humanity can benefit from such knowledge. We may be at a crossroads now, having the chance to taste the greater whole that we have hidden from ourselves for far too long.
thank-you, as with all of
thank-you, as with all of your writings i will need to read and re-read over time. It started with Communion. It has always been a three part process – Initiation, assimilate and actualization. The last year the actualization has been harder, it has turned more into an emotional theme. (see i can’t find the words, I need to feel the process with my emotions) the meditations have help me greatly.
thank-you, as with all of
thank-you, as with all of your writings i will need to read and re-read over time. It started with Communion. It has always been a three part process – Initiation, assimilate and actualization. The last year the actualization has been harder, it has turned more into an emotional theme. (see i can’t find the words, I need to feel the process with my emotions) the meditations have help me greatly.
One has to appreciate such a
One has to appreciate such a statement of vulnerability and the trust Whitley displays in even publishing. Thank you! For myself, since mid-March I’ve had a pervasive feeling of absurd wonder in everyday things. I used to be terribly serious. But I went through about 3 weeks where I re-read the Key several times along with the Tao te Ching and others, it it all finally merged with me. My co-workers’ manners are like peeking over their shoulders at their diaries. Having to wait in line seems like we’re in some ironic Rod Serling play, and I find myself telling truths with a joy that feels healing. Another thing–I also seem to losing track of time. I frequently violently insist that it’s Wednesday when it’s Thursday, and my camera loses about 22 minutes a week now. This summer feels like it’s going on forever yet it also seems like I’m waiting. Why was I so serious about it all, about living?
One has to appreciate such a
One has to appreciate such a statement of vulnerability and the trust Whitley displays in even publishing. Thank you! For myself, since mid-March I’ve had a pervasive feeling of absurd wonder in everyday things. I used to be terribly serious. But I went through about 3 weeks where I re-read the Key several times along with the Tao te Ching and others, it it all finally merged with me. My co-workers’ manners are like peeking over their shoulders at their diaries. Having to wait in line seems like we’re in some ironic Rod Serling play, and I find myself telling truths with a joy that feels healing. Another thing–I also seem to losing track of time. I frequently violently insist that it’s Wednesday when it’s Thursday, and my camera loses about 22 minutes a week now. This summer feels like it’s going on forever yet it also seems like I’m waiting. Why was I so serious about it all, about living?
Whitley,
First, I wish for
Whitley,
First, I wish for you a certain amount of serenity that enables Joy that you can share with Anne during these experiences. I know for me that during these expansive events I also tend to move inward and have to remember I also signed up to be a husband and father and agreed to find joy in this commitment.
Second, you are a very courageous person. To allow yourself to let go of your identity in order to find your larger self can be very frightening. And, in itself, is a form of death.
Third, that picture, as stated by others, was unsettling at first. I’m used to your standard dapper picture.
The Stacker
Whitley,
First, I wish for
Whitley,
First, I wish for you a certain amount of serenity that enables Joy that you can share with Anne during these experiences. I know for me that during these expansive events I also tend to move inward and have to remember I also signed up to be a husband and father and agreed to find joy in this commitment.
Second, you are a very courageous person. To allow yourself to let go of your identity in order to find your larger self can be very frightening. And, in itself, is a form of death.
Third, that picture, as stated by others, was unsettling at first. I’m used to your standard dapper picture.
The Stacker
“reticent” Excellent
“reticent” Excellent expression in one word that I can’t get out of my head. For months my intuitiveness as been where I never thought it would be. Because of it, I dropped FaceBook, and all blogs I have been a member of since 2000; and to be honest, I don’t miss the interactions. There’s a newness going on. Those holding on to the old I see having the most difficult time.
Lovingly,
Stephen Tenace
“reticent” Excellent
“reticent” Excellent expression in one word that I can’t get out of my head. For months my intuitiveness as been where I never thought it would be. Because of it, I dropped FaceBook, and all blogs I have been a member of since 2000; and to be honest, I don’t miss the interactions. There’s a newness going on. Those holding on to the old I see having the most difficult time.
Lovingly,
Stephen Tenace
@ManyMansions. I got rid of
@ManyMansions. I got rid of Facebook in May, too. I’d be interested to know how many of us reading here are feeling the need to simplify and clear things up?
@ManyMansions. I got rid of
@ManyMansions. I got rid of Facebook in May, too. I’d be interested to know how many of us reading here are feeling the need to simplify and clear things up?
Wonderful post Whitley. Very
Wonderful post Whitley. Very thought provoking and familar…
Wonderful post Whitley. Very
Wonderful post Whitley. Very thought provoking and familar…
I have learned to realize
I have learned to realize that Sages are born through tribulation of a heart tried by fire and tested by pain and Masters are born when the Sage has succumbed to his own recovery.
I think you are in the process of succumbing to your own recovery, Whitley.
I, like so many here, full well know of what you speak.
Welcome beyond the machine.
I have learned to realize
I have learned to realize that Sages are born through tribulation of a heart tried by fire and tested by pain and Masters are born when the Sage has succumbed to his own recovery.
I think you are in the process of succumbing to your own recovery, Whitley.
I, like so many here, full well know of what you speak.
Welcome beyond the machine.
I think I’m caught in a
I think I’m caught in a different conundrum. I seem to be of the “mundane and boring” mass of humanity who have not been favored, if that’s what it is, with the experiences of most of the posters. Yet at the same time strange to most of my fellow mundane-ites of the masses (perhaps viewed as profane people by some…rightly or wrongly, I do not know), not the least because of my interest in subjects like these and desire to move into knowing.
So I guess I’m not one of “you”, yet neither quite fully one of “them” either. There are not many people I connect with on these matters, and those I do often have had experiences, and accept me perhaps more of their personal grace than because of any worthiness on my part. But then again, what IS worthy anyway? What constitutes worthiness?
Perhaps the problem is envy of sorts. Regardless of that, it’s probably more just that it’s lonely in the between place. In that sense maybe I do have a small hint.
I think I’m caught in a
I think I’m caught in a different conundrum. I seem to be of the “mundane and boring” mass of humanity who have not been favored, if that’s what it is, with the experiences of most of the posters. Yet at the same time strange to most of my fellow mundane-ites of the masses (perhaps viewed as profane people by some…rightly or wrongly, I do not know), not the least because of my interest in subjects like these and desire to move into knowing.
So I guess I’m not one of “you”, yet neither quite fully one of “them” either. There are not many people I connect with on these matters, and those I do often have had experiences, and accept me perhaps more of their personal grace than because of any worthiness on my part. But then again, what IS worthy anyway? What constitutes worthiness?
Perhaps the problem is envy of sorts. Regardless of that, it’s probably more just that it’s lonely in the between place. In that sense maybe I do have a small hint.
I started out like you Tommy.
I started out like you Tommy. However, somewhere along the line I discovered that I just took my experiences and abilities “for granted”. Not thinking (or wanting) to be special, I never thought of myself as anything but ordinary (even tho I seemed to be a bit weird in other people’s estimation). The more I learned about different “phenomenon” — the more I thought “oh, so that’s what that is” or “I do that” or “That’s what they are talking about, that happened to me.” A lot of times we are distracted by people’s “interpretation” of events and/or phenomenon. As I began to see the structures of the kinds of events and phenomenon sans the experiencer’s interpretation (which often became entwined with some kind of pedogogy), I began to see that I was, indeed, experiencing many of these same things.
I started out like you Tommy.
I started out like you Tommy. However, somewhere along the line I discovered that I just took my experiences and abilities “for granted”. Not thinking (or wanting) to be special, I never thought of myself as anything but ordinary (even tho I seemed to be a bit weird in other people’s estimation). The more I learned about different “phenomenon” — the more I thought “oh, so that’s what that is” or “I do that” or “That’s what they are talking about, that happened to me.” A lot of times we are distracted by people’s “interpretation” of events and/or phenomenon. As I began to see the structures of the kinds of events and phenomenon sans the experiencer’s interpretation (which often became entwined with some kind of pedogogy), I began to see that I was, indeed, experiencing many of these same things.
ALL people are having
ALL people are having experiences, it’s just that most are not aware or will not acknowledge them.
A few years ago I attended a training event sponsored by a state agency which shall remain nameless. My counterparts (from various counties in our region) and I all were all asked to stand up and say a little about ourselves before the training began so that we could get to ‘know’ one another. Of course, each person stood up, each gave his/her name, mentioned their hobbies that all seemed to revolve around children and grandchildren, then sat down. Weary of years of this sort of thing in the workplace, and the mindless saying-what-one-is-expected-to-say at rah-rah, team building, training events, I stood up, gave my name, and just came out and said, “I talk to dead people. No big deal, anyone can do it. I also have two grown sons.” Wow, did I feel free!
The state employee sponsoring the event pretty much sat there with her mouth wide-open, said, “That’s interesting”, then moved on to the next person. During the next few breaks of the day, many, many people approached me to tell their stories of their own experiences. It was wonderful, and it did not center around me, but the fact that they now felt free to be themselves and to truly relate on a deeply personal, human level. It was the only real team-building exercise during the whole session. Also, I heard some wonderful stories relayed by caring, loving people.
While that particular state agency was somewhat taken aback by my seemingly dubious announcement, they can’t think I am too weird because they actually gave me a state-wide award last year for my work, one that has never been given previously. The scuttlebutt at the state agency may be that I am somewhat strange, but they were able to separate out my perceived weirdness from my actual quality of work.
The point is, we should all be our own authentic selves as much as possible. That is what Whitley has done. He has mentioned ‘integrity’ in the past and holding it close to us at all times. Integrity is not about good or bad, but about authenticity. The state of ‘Being’ for me is becoming more natural, although it is not with me 100% of the time. I feel different than 5 years ago in that my experiences no longer seem out-of-the-ordinary, but just another part of my being and part of my journey to total awareness, full consciousness, and true freedom.
ALL people are having
ALL people are having experiences, it’s just that most are not aware or will not acknowledge them.
A few years ago I attended a training event sponsored by a state agency which shall remain nameless. My counterparts (from various counties in our region) and I all were all asked to stand up and say a little about ourselves before the training began so that we could get to ‘know’ one another. Of course, each person stood up, each gave his/her name, mentioned their hobbies that all seemed to revolve around children and grandchildren, then sat down. Weary of years of this sort of thing in the workplace, and the mindless saying-what-one-is-expected-to-say at rah-rah, team building, training events, I stood up, gave my name, and just came out and said, “I talk to dead people. No big deal, anyone can do it. I also have two grown sons.” Wow, did I feel free!
The state employee sponsoring the event pretty much sat there with her mouth wide-open, said, “That’s interesting”, then moved on to the next person. During the next few breaks of the day, many, many people approached me to tell their stories of their own experiences. It was wonderful, and it did not center around me, but the fact that they now felt free to be themselves and to truly relate on a deeply personal, human level. It was the only real team-building exercise during the whole session. Also, I heard some wonderful stories relayed by caring, loving people.
While that particular state agency was somewhat taken aback by my seemingly dubious announcement, they can’t think I am too weird because they actually gave me a state-wide award last year for my work, one that has never been given previously. The scuttlebutt at the state agency may be that I am somewhat strange, but they were able to separate out my perceived weirdness from my actual quality of work.
The point is, we should all be our own authentic selves as much as possible. That is what Whitley has done. He has mentioned ‘integrity’ in the past and holding it close to us at all times. Integrity is not about good or bad, but about authenticity. The state of ‘Being’ for me is becoming more natural, although it is not with me 100% of the time. I feel different than 5 years ago in that my experiences no longer seem out-of-the-ordinary, but just another part of my being and part of my journey to total awareness, full consciousness, and true freedom.
Thank you for the good
Thank you for the good thoughts blue and Cosmic Librarian. Actually, synchronicity has been a pretty active thing in my life at times, but sometimes I forget about that stuff (or write it off as a derisive cosmic joke when my mood goes dark and old issues, resolved to a point but not entirely gone, come to the surface, as if God were like one of the children on the playground…ridiculous, I know, but some things insert themselves in a person in crazy ways). Neither being special nor being “normal” (placing premium importance on football games, beer, etc.) to fit in are particularly appealing to me. I guess it does come down to a genuinness, though it comes with a heavy price when it comes to some aspects of life, and can invoke much guilt when people are hurt by it. Even if I dress it up as a result of their reaction to it and not me, some of it’s pretty heady stuff to deal with. But the day of disownment and guilt cometh, little question of that. Sometimes things just are. Yeah, I’ve been handed a few challenges. 😉
Thank you for the good
Thank you for the good thoughts blue and Cosmic Librarian. Actually, synchronicity has been a pretty active thing in my life at times, but sometimes I forget about that stuff (or write it off as a derisive cosmic joke when my mood goes dark and old issues, resolved to a point but not entirely gone, come to the surface, as if God were like one of the children on the playground…ridiculous, I know, but some things insert themselves in a person in crazy ways). Neither being special nor being “normal” (placing premium importance on football games, beer, etc.) to fit in are particularly appealing to me. I guess it does come down to a genuinness, though it comes with a heavy price when it comes to some aspects of life, and can invoke much guilt when people are hurt by it. Even if I dress it up as a result of their reaction to it and not me, some of it’s pretty heady stuff to deal with. But the day of disownment and guilt cometh, little question of that. Sometimes things just are. Yeah, I’ve been handed a few challenges. 😉
Tommy, I have to second (or
Tommy, I have to second (or perhaps third?) Blue and CL’s input here, in particular about our experiences being individual to each of us, and in that we can tend to take certain instances for granted after they become commonplace in our lives. Remember, there’s no bonus points given to stories simply because they’re weirder than others. 😉
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I was squirming over using “us” and “them” terminology when I was writing my earlier post here, since I hate divisiveness like that, but I had no other way to describe what’s going on in the world–there’s definitely some lines being drawn, but if you’re here discussing it, that means you’re not one of what I meant by “ordinary people”: people who prefer to deny what’s going on to themselves.
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Also, don’t discount yourself simply because you enjoy football and beer. Your last post pretty much described everyone here… we’re all in this world to be, first and foremost, human: to experience life, with all it’s loves and lumps.
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“I can imagine no greater honor than to be called human.” 😉
Tommy, I have to second (or
Tommy, I have to second (or perhaps third?) Blue and CL’s input here, in particular about our experiences being individual to each of us, and in that we can tend to take certain instances for granted after they become commonplace in our lives. Remember, there’s no bonus points given to stories simply because they’re weirder than others. 😉
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I was squirming over using “us” and “them” terminology when I was writing my earlier post here, since I hate divisiveness like that, but I had no other way to describe what’s going on in the world–there’s definitely some lines being drawn, but if you’re here discussing it, that means you’re not one of what I meant by “ordinary people”: people who prefer to deny what’s going on to themselves.
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Also, don’t discount yourself simply because you enjoy football and beer. Your last post pretty much described everyone here… we’re all in this world to be, first and foremost, human: to experience life, with all it’s loves and lumps.
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“I can imagine no greater honor than to be called human.” 😉
I agree with everything being
I agree with everything being said here as well. Everyone who is here has made a descision to understand, at some level, the material presented here. If you are not here, you aren’t ready. Those who have made it here is because at some fundamental level, your soul has said it’s ready. The material presented on this website is not easy. It takes dedication, patience and practice to get it. You are here because at some fundamental level, your soul has said it’s ready. Personally, I didn’t read The Key until 2006. Why, because I wasn’t ready for it yet.
I don’t know how many of you have friends or spouses that you have presented this material to and they just don’t get it. The difference between “them” and “us” is that we have an underlying passion to be here and would like to understand. It comes down to intention. I think Whitley has put it very well in “The Path” in that we are all trapped on the wheel of life. Some of us are ready to get off.
One of the amazing things about being alive is our amazing diversity. We all think and learn differently. If we make a conscious effort to learn and make it our intention, the universe is going to provide the tools that each of us specifically need to develop and to grow. Depending upon where each one of us has been, we all need different lessons. Your soul will tell you when you are ready. There is no race, it is not a competition. I think that most of the readers of this website have relatively ordinary lives, it is just that we have become a little more aware of the much larger universe in which we all reside. Most people just filter it out, that’s what our brains do very well. When we have glimpses into the larger universe, we share our experiences and I think this helps us to let one another know where we are and where we can go.
I think the uniqueness of this website can be understood by thinking of how difficult any of this would be if we were doing all this inner work that we do and having the experiences we have and there was no one else to talk to about it. Whitley and Anne, thank you for maintaining this website and offering so many resources for all of us who are on our journey.
Quantum…..Beautifully
Quantum…..Beautifully stated when you said…..
“I think the uniqueness of this website can be understood by thinking of how difficult any of this would be if we were doing all this inner work that we do and having the experiences we have and there was no one else to talk to about it. Whitley and Anne, THANK YOU for maintaining this website and offering so many resources for all of us who are on our journey.”
I agree with everything being
I agree with everything being said here as well. Everyone who is here has made a descision to understand, at some level, the material presented here. If you are not here, you aren’t ready. Those who have made it here is because at some fundamental level, your soul has said it’s ready. The material presented on this website is not easy. It takes dedication, patience and practice to get it. You are here because at some fundamental level, your soul has said it’s ready. Personally, I didn’t read The Key until 2006. Why, because I wasn’t ready for it yet.
I don’t know how many of you have friends or spouses that you have presented this material to and they just don’t get it. The difference between “them” and “us” is that we have an underlying passion to be here and would like to understand. It comes down to intention. I think Whitley has put it very well in “The Path” in that we are all trapped on the wheel of life. Some of us are ready to get off.
One of the amazing things about being alive is our amazing diversity. We all think and learn differently. If we make a conscious effort to learn and make it our intention, the universe is going to provide the tools that each of us specifically need to develop and to grow. Depending upon where each one of us has been, we all need different lessons. Your soul will tell you when you are ready. There is no race, it is not a competition. I think that most of the readers of this website have relatively ordinary lives, it is just that we have become a little more aware of the much larger universe in which we all reside. Most people just filter it out, that’s what our brains do very well. When we have glimpses into the larger universe, we share our experiences and I think this helps us to let one another know where we are and where we can go.
I think the uniqueness of this website can be understood by thinking of how difficult any of this would be if we were doing all this inner work that we do and having the experiences we have and there was no one else to talk to about it. Whitley and Anne, thank you for maintaining this website and offering so many resources for all of us who are on our journey.
Quantum…..Beautifully
Quantum…..Beautifully stated when you said…..
“I think the uniqueness of this website can be understood by thinking of how difficult any of this would be if we were doing all this inner work that we do and having the experiences we have and there was no one else to talk to about it. Whitley and Anne, THANK YOU for maintaining this website and offering so many resources for all of us who are on our journey.”
Thank you Whitley and thank
Thank you Whitley and thank you all. This whole thing, article and exchange, has been insightful in a way I have yet to put my finger on fully, but insightful for real all the same.
Thank you Whitley and thank
Thank you Whitley and thank you all. This whole thing, article and exchange, has been insightful in a way I have yet to put my finger on fully, but insightful for real all the same.
Thank you as always Whitley
Thank you as always Whitley for your courage, discriminating intelligence, and vulnerability. As a spiritual psychiatrist I have learned a great deal from you. Many many thanks.
Thank you as always Whitley
Thank you as always Whitley for your courage, discriminating intelligence, and vulnerability. As a spiritual psychiatrist I have learned a great deal from you. Many many thanks.
Google the law of the
Google the law of the triangle and you will get more info on what Whitley is talking about. Those pesky dark ones always showing up unexpected! Whitley just tell them your are busy come back later! Tee Hee Life, Light & Love ACE
Google the law of the
Google the law of the triangle and you will get more info on what Whitley is talking about. Those pesky dark ones always showing up unexpected! Whitley just tell them your are busy come back later! Tee Hee Life, Light & Love ACE
Ah, Whitley, your prose makes
Ah, Whitley, your prose makes my kundalini rise like no other.
A couple of pithy concepts attributed, I believe in the Gospel of Thomas, to the notorious Jesus of Nazareth: (1) To enter the “kingdom of heaven”, you must MAKE THE TWO ONE. (2) And what is the kingdom of heaven? “A movement and a rest”. Always the Yin and the Yang, but it is their dance that is the All. One two three!
And what was it Alan Watts said in The Wisdom of Insecurity?…”Only words and conventions can isolate us from the entirely undefinable something which is everything.”
And then he went on to write a dozen or so more books!
“It’s only mystery, and I like it…..”
Ah, Whitley, your prose makes
Ah, Whitley, your prose makes my kundalini rise like no other.
A couple of pithy concepts attributed, I believe in the Gospel of Thomas, to the notorious Jesus of Nazareth: (1) To enter the “kingdom of heaven”, you must MAKE THE TWO ONE. (2) And what is the kingdom of heaven? “A movement and a rest”. Always the Yin and the Yang, but it is their dance that is the All. One two three!
And what was it Alan Watts said in The Wisdom of Insecurity?…”Only words and conventions can isolate us from the entirely undefinable something which is everything.”
And then he went on to write a dozen or so more books!
“It’s only mystery, and I like it…..”
Ah, Whitley, your prose makes
Ah, Whitley, your prose makes my kundalini rise like no other.
A couple of pithy concepts attributed, I believe in the Gospel of Thomas, to the notorious Jesus of Nazareth: (1) To enter the “kingdom of heaven”, you must MAKE THE TWO ONE. (2) And what is the kingdom of heaven? “A movement and a rest”. Always the Yin and the Yang, but it is their dance that is the All. One two three!
And what was it Alan Watts said in The Wisdom of Insecurity?…”Only words and conventions can isolate us from the entirely undefinable something which is everything.”
And then he went on to write a dozen or so more books!
“It’s only mystery, and I like it…..”
Ah, Whitley, your prose makes
Ah, Whitley, your prose makes my kundalini rise like no other.
A couple of pithy concepts attributed, I believe in the Gospel of Thomas, to the notorious Jesus of Nazareth: (1) To enter the “kingdom of heaven”, you must MAKE THE TWO ONE. (2) And what is the kingdom of heaven? “A movement and a rest”. Always the Yin and the Yang, but it is their dance that is the All. One two three!
And what was it Alan Watts said in The Wisdom of Insecurity?…”Only words and conventions can isolate us from the entirely undefinable something which is everything.”
And then he went on to write a dozen or so more books!
“It’s only mystery, and I like it…..”
Before I read your post,
Before I read your post, Whitley, I was fascinated by the photo. For a few seconds I thought you were going to write about Woody Allen! Even weeks later and having read your post the photo looks like Woody to me. I have no doubt that you reported your experience honestly – it is your personal and intellectual integrity that keep me reading your books as well as what you publish on this site. Over the years I have noticed a sort of symmetry between your life and your work both of which have teetered on the edge of wonder and terror. But there has also been much humour in both your work and your life and I can’t help wondering if the image in the photo has something to do with embracing the possibilities of your humourous side. When Nelson de Mille published the first in the John Corey series and created a personal avatar for his irrepressible wit, his already vast readership increased hugely. Could Woody perhaps be a kind of alter-ego for your funny side trying to free you from some of the lingering aftereffects of ‘heavier’ experiences? I don’t know, Whitley; just musing…
Before I read your post,
Before I read your post, Whitley, I was fascinated by the photo. For a few seconds I thought you were going to write about Woody Allen! Even weeks later and having read your post the photo looks like Woody to me. I have no doubt that you reported your experience honestly – it is your personal and intellectual integrity that keep me reading your books as well as what you publish on this site. Over the years I have noticed a sort of symmetry between your life and your work both of which have teetered on the edge of wonder and terror. But there has also been much humour in both your work and your life and I can’t help wondering if the image in the photo has something to do with embracing the possibilities of your humourous side. When Nelson de Mille published the first in the John Corey series and created a personal avatar for his irrepressible wit, his already vast readership increased hugely. Could Woody perhaps be a kind of alter-ego for your funny side trying to free you from some of the lingering aftereffects of ‘heavier’ experiences? I don’t know, Whitley; just musing…
How can we use this powerful
How can we use this powerful information to help people through catastrophic loss of loved ones, homelessness, and despair? This is not a rhetorical question, but one for a Worldwalker who has reached a level of ascended knowledge, that may be able to assist people in realizing a brighter reality.
How can we use this powerful
How can we use this powerful information to help people through catastrophic loss of loved ones, homelessness, and despair? This is not a rhetorical question, but one for a Worldwalker who has reached a level of ascended knowledge, that may be able to assist people in realizing a brighter reality.
Woody Allen? Well I remember
Woody Allen? Well I remember Whitley writing about having a ‘time slip’ about one of his movies. He saw it listed in the newspaper and wanted to see it. When he checked again for times it was not there, only to reappear the next week in a later addition. Hope the facts are correct.
Oh here it is:
“Today: Reading the LA Times Calendar Section this morning, I saw an ad for the opening of the new Woody Allen film and said to Anne, ?great, the new Woody Allen picture has opened.? She laughed and said something about Larry David being so funny. Seconds later, I glanced down to find the times the film was playing. The ad was gone and the film isn?t opening for another week.
“Why isn?t it ever the stock market page??”
This is Starfire’s reply
Read the original source: http://www.unknowncountry.com/insight/whitley-strieber-has-2-timeslips-explained-starfire-tor#ixzz21VzZf3M5
Woody Allen? Well I remember
Woody Allen? Well I remember Whitley writing about having a ‘time slip’ about one of his movies. He saw it listed in the newspaper and wanted to see it. When he checked again for times it was not there, only to reappear the next week in a later addition. Hope the facts are correct.
Oh here it is:
“Today: Reading the LA Times Calendar Section this morning, I saw an ad for the opening of the new Woody Allen film and said to Anne, ?great, the new Woody Allen picture has opened.? She laughed and said something about Larry David being so funny. Seconds later, I glanced down to find the times the film was playing. The ad was gone and the film isn?t opening for another week.
“Why isn?t it ever the stock market page??”
This is Starfire’s reply
Read the original source: http://www.unknowncountry.com/insight/whitley-strieber-has-2-timeslips-explained-starfire-tor#ixzz21VzZf3M5
Why are you all assuming that
Why are you all assuming that there is a difference in degree of experience?
Experience, itself, is the total reality of being and to separate elements of experience by means of personal, localized experience is as absurd as claiming that the cells of the body are, somehow, inferior / superior to each other by virtue of location or function.
Mankind will never fully experience itself as long as it subdivides itself into parts ranked by artificial constructs such as personal awareness of supposed environs.
Why are you all assuming that
Why are you all assuming that there is a difference in degree of experience?
Experience, itself, is the total reality of being and to separate elements of experience by means of personal, localized experience is as absurd as claiming that the cells of the body are, somehow, inferior / superior to each other by virtue of location or function.
Mankind will never fully experience itself as long as it subdivides itself into parts ranked by artificial constructs such as personal awareness of supposed environs.
Ed, I don’t think you read
Ed, I don’t think you read our posts very closely…
Ed, I don’t think you read
Ed, I don’t think you read our posts very closely…
I’d like to comment on this
I’d like to comment on this statement of Whitley’s:
“We are enacting life plans we have intentionally hidden from ourselves so that we will react to the experiences we have not out of our knowledge, but out of our deep personal truth. Thus, when we are in the contemplative state that we the living refer to as death, we will be observing our lives, and integrating the energy we have retained in the form of essence-memories into our larger selves.”.
Any spiritual paradigm has to address why we are largely kept in the dark as to who we are, where we came from, where we’re headed, and and what is going on. We’re forced to live with limited understanding and unanswered questions and there must be some value in this. This state of unknowing and the limitations imposed on us by entering three dimensional space/time, must be conducive to our growth. Rather than choose to see ourselves as fallen creatures, banished to the material plane, I suspect that we have all voluntarily engaged in a heroic journey to enter the material plane with all it’s limitations in order to grow and evolve. Perhaps this is how God evolves, by separating off parts of him/her self and then reuniting them into some greater union. Thesis, antithesis, synthesis. Imagine the decision our greater self must have made in deciding to enter a human life: “I am going to cast myself into a finite corporeal creature, forget my connection to the godhead, and live from the vantage point of a material creature that is largely unaware of the full nature of reality.” Truly, a heroic decision we have all made to enter the school of life on planet earth.
I’d like to comment on this
I’d like to comment on this statement of Whitley’s:
“We are enacting life plans we have intentionally hidden from ourselves so that we will react to the experiences we have not out of our knowledge, but out of our deep personal truth. Thus, when we are in the contemplative state that we the living refer to as death, we will be observing our lives, and integrating the energy we have retained in the form of essence-memories into our larger selves.”.
Any spiritual paradigm has to address why we are largely kept in the dark as to who we are, where we came from, where we’re headed, and and what is going on. We’re forced to live with limited understanding and unanswered questions and there must be some value in this. This state of unknowing and the limitations imposed on us by entering three dimensional space/time, must be conducive to our growth. Rather than choose to see ourselves as fallen creatures, banished to the material plane, I suspect that we have all voluntarily engaged in a heroic journey to enter the material plane with all it’s limitations in order to grow and evolve. Perhaps this is how God evolves, by separating off parts of him/her self and then reuniting them into some greater union. Thesis, antithesis, synthesis. Imagine the decision our greater self must have made in deciding to enter a human life: “I am going to cast myself into a finite corporeal creature, forget my connection to the godhead, and live from the vantage point of a material creature that is largely unaware of the full nature of reality.” Truly, a heroic decision we have all made to enter the school of life on planet earth.
So this Star isn’t truly
So this Star isn’t truly lost? 😉
Anyone who is truly aware
Anyone who is truly aware knows that we are all “lost stars.” Lost in the sense that we have entered this life in a state of unknowing — unaware of where we came from or where we will be after death. Stars in the sense that our true/higher self is much greater than the limited self we ordinarily experience.
So this Star isn’t truly
So this Star isn’t truly lost? 😉
Anyone who is truly aware
Anyone who is truly aware knows that we are all “lost stars.” Lost in the sense that we have entered this life in a state of unknowing — unaware of where we came from or where we will be after death. Stars in the sense that our true/higher self is much greater than the limited self we ordinarily experience.
That’s my point. You keep
That’s my point. You keep describing preceisely (and accurately) where you are. In my book, that doesn’t count as lost. 😉
That’s my point. You keep
That’s my point. You keep describing preceisely (and accurately) where you are. In my book, that doesn’t count as lost. 😉
I wonder if the mistake we
I wonder if the mistake we are all making is to try and analyze these experiences too much.
What if we stopped doing that, and replaced wanting to figure it out with not caring one way or the other, and instead just enjoy the fun of having a cool experience? After all, how far has all this analyzing gotten us up till now? Nowhere. The “profound”, “deep”, “meaningful” conclusion of today is the discarded idea of tomorrow, it always seems, replaced with more of our “I’m getting to the bottom of this!” addiction.
The suggestion that we abandon this obsessive need for analysis is not about being shallow, without spiritual or philosophical debt – it’s about being so self confident that you don’t particularly worry about “what that was” or “what did it mean”.
We see a new flower we’ve not ever seen before. Isn’t it enough to witness it? The Universe is full of amazing experiences that are hard to explain and analyze. Rejoice in them, no need to get into epistemological tizzies over them.
I concede: had I been invaded in the middle of the night by (apparently) humans who put something in my ear, I would not be so casual about these things, I’m sure, and I hope Whitley gets to the bottom of that, and shares it with us before he passes to somewhere else.
I wonder if the mistake we
I wonder if the mistake we are all making is to try and analyze these experiences too much.
What if we stopped doing that, and replaced wanting to figure it out with not caring one way or the other, and instead just enjoy the fun of having a cool experience? After all, how far has all this analyzing gotten us up till now? Nowhere. The “profound”, “deep”, “meaningful” conclusion of today is the discarded idea of tomorrow, it always seems, replaced with more of our “I’m getting to the bottom of this!” addiction.
The suggestion that we abandon this obsessive need for analysis is not about being shallow, without spiritual or philosophical debt – it’s about being so self confident that you don’t particularly worry about “what that was” or “what did it mean”.
We see a new flower we’ve not ever seen before. Isn’t it enough to witness it? The Universe is full of amazing experiences that are hard to explain and analyze. Rejoice in them, no need to get into epistemological tizzies over them.
I concede: had I been invaded in the middle of the night by (apparently) humans who put something in my ear, I would not be so casual about these things, I’m sure, and I hope Whitley gets to the bottom of that, and shares it with us before he passes to somewhere else.