Archive for September, 2006

An Open World

Thursday, September 28th, 2006

When I travel I often have lots of time to think of the Big Things that normally get pushed aside in my normal routine. One of the Big Things assembled itself before me as I walked through the airport today.

It began with my thinking back to the magical weekend I spent in Joe McMoneagle’s remote viewing workshop. As with every time I have a success remote viewing session, my mind was racing for long afterwards. It’s like getting an IV of mental adreneline or something.

That Saturday night following my first session I was dozing off as best I could with my mind racing all the while. I awoke from this dreamlike state with a start when it seemed I had been conversing with both Joe and his wife Scooter in my mind! It was like we were long lost friends or something. The experience was most likely a dream, yet I don’t normally awake with a start from dreams. I think I was concerned it was no ordinary dream. Perhaps it wasn’t, but who’s to say for sure? I didn’t mention it until now for fear of sounding like a stalker or something. Yet it did happen, or at least it seemed to.

Then there was the snippet of interview with the wife of the late Steve “Crocodile Hunter” Irwin. Terri Irwin told of Steve’s uncanny sense of intuition. Many times he’d known that some loved person or animal was in distress and headed to the rescue. I suppose a man who makes his living around deadly animals would hone an incredible sense of intuition, quite possibly not far from the kind our ancient cave-dwelling ancestors posessed.

I’ve written here before about how my daughter has very clearly read the minds of both her father and mother on separate occasions. I’ve documented the cases and can find no other explanation. It is like she forgets to screen it out. Little cracks appear in our paper-wall illusions of privacy (or perhaps our illusion of separateness).

Another source of inspiration is Helen Greaves’ book Testimony of Light, a book Greaves claims she channeled from her dearly departed friend, Francis Banks. The world Banks reports of from beyond the grave is a world of complete openness. There are no paper walls in heaven, it appears.

So what does this have to do with my Big Thought you say? Simply that our world is moving to a place where we as a people will no longer choose to be blind to our connections to each other. The walls of illusion are crumbling around us even now.

It was an epiphany, really. Perhaps it was a bone thrown my way to hang onto during these seemingly dark times. The world will no longer choose to be blind (as it is a choice). The impression also was that once it started, it would spread like wildfire across the planet. This may be what some spiritual persons have dubbed “The Shift.”

I pondered a world where everyone would be known. It’s so beautiful! All the fear that currently rules us will instantly appear the foolish charade that it is. The gauntlet-like airport security process will be instantly obselete once someone’s true intentions are known.

Gone will be cheating, lying, and stealing. Not only will there be nowhere to hide, but the feelings of all involved will make such transgressions painful to consider. The true connectedness of us all will be as plain as the nose on your face. No more suspicion. No more doubt.

There will be no such thing as a stranger.

Think of the enormous waste of money, resources, and especially lives caused by our fear of each other. Think of all the fortified borders disappearing overnight, the weapons left to rust. Armies of destruction will vanish almost overnight as fighting no longer makes sense.

Swords will be beaten into plowshares.

When reading the headlines lately I marvel with dark humor that if there’s one thing our race has excelled at, it is killing one other. And all for what? All those times we could have lifted each other up and instead we beat each other down. What a terrible, vicious circle!

That’s why the blindness is ending. The game must change. We’ve learned all we can learn with the old rules.

Imagine a world of total trust. Of peace! Of friendship unlike any the world has ever seen. It will be here stunningly soon, changing the world we know it forever.

We are on the edge of a world whose beauty and harmony defies comprehension.

Night And Day

Thursday, September 14th, 2006

I was rereading Jane Roberts’ book Seth Speaks recently. In it Seth suggests breaking up our long sleep cycles into shorter ones. He goes on ad nauseum about the benefits in the book, so he seems to think there’s value to it.

The concept is that by our typical sleep cycle of separating waking and sleeping into large blocks of time is detremental to our physical and mental health. Too much sleep makes the body sluggish. By putting off sleep until 16 hours of wakefulness or more, we are also artifically separating our waking self from our deeper, intuitive self. We also deny ourselves the rest we need during the day, believing rest must come at night.

The solution to this is to sleep for shorter periods of time, supplemented by naps when needed. That way the body stays active and the subconscious part of the mind gains more prominence. Intuitive insight is said to be greatly increased under this plan.

About ten years ago, I tried this sleep solution for a week. It did indeed seem to do what Seth said it would: make me more trusting of my intuition, keep me from feeling tired and sluggish (even after a long night of sleep), and made my mind sharper.

Then for some reason I abandonded the plan, most likely because it gets lonely when you’re the only one awake. Still, I will reconsider it as I definitely want to exercise my mind to the fullest possible extent.

The plan is to work a typical workday (typical business hours, that is) take a nap after dinner, and stay up late: sleeping about 5 hours during the night. I’ll give it a try for a week or two and let you know how it goes.

Animals sleep when they’re tired. Babies sleep when they’re tired, too. Only when we force our long sleep period on them do they become assimilated.

There have been a handful of humans reportedly raised in the wild by animals: feral humans, if you will. It would be interesting to see what sleep patterns these people have adopted, given their reputation for strong intuitive powers. What sleep is natural to a “natural” human?