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I think it might be an error to label anything as good or bad. Where all paths meet is in the is-ness of the Now. We may all be the very same being, seemingly separate skin bags. And I'm in the camp that the reason our perception of things is seemingly coming at a more rapid pace, is because of our communications systems being instantaneous now. And acts of kindness don't make the news. Sometimes it is helpful to view an entire series of events by taking Time out of the equation. As per the Hadron collider, atoms split not only in the present, but into the past too. probably in the future as well, with no means to measure it yet. The Intelligence, the Dao, is an impersonal entity that dwells in the Now. It has no preference for beggars or kings. It doesn't care whether someone dies as an old person or an infant. We are merely ceremonial straw dogs, as per the DDJ. My favorite alter-ego mindset when looking at this ridiculous parade of events that never stops, is that of being an old cowboy sitting on the fence and flicking a filterless butt into the road. But he's just watching the parade, not bothering anybody. And he doesn't much care where that parade is going, it's just so damn much fun to watch. I think The Intelligence is taking this life, this world, this thing out for a spin. So we're the sensory appendages through which this force gets to experience the degree to which it has evolved, whether seemingly good or seemingly bad. It Is. I Am. You are. We Are. And it's probably glad that it no longer has to experience only through a rock or a tree.

What temple of memory? So glad you're here, CT!

That was actually kind of beautiful, Mr. E. Thing. It's a funny thing about awareness. You know it's there, just sitting there for the asking. But you haven't really put the thoughts in a linear fashion to truly describe your concept. And then comes 'the teacher' and he puts that particular combination of words together in just the right way to draw out the essence of what you already know to be true. Thank you, Mr. E. Thing. Today you are my teacher.

I'm watching an old episode of Downton Abbey, and I burst out in laughter as soon as I heard some squire say to another squire of some sort: "I'll cross that bridge when I get to it". I laugh because of all the money I've spent on books and seminars where everyone's moving their arms around in the air. Just to get to pretty much the exact same mindset. I'll cross that bridge when I get to it. LOL, they taught us that expression in the 3rd grade. Why didn't I just listen?

(I think I may still be in a form of grief from Joe's death). This is an unusual state for me. I am still dead inside. That's what I meant.

I love this. Raising one's vibratory frequency to be in sync with a higher condition of beingness. Agreed. This was a quick but deep revelation last night, so I don't plan on clinging to that puppy. When you can see it, you know you're separating from it. LOL. I'll bet you're a real free radical to stand next to - And so the co-dependency hook is set. But that's the story of our journey. Becoming self realized enough to know that our perspective is flawed, and that nobody in the world will see something the same way we do, because nobody has our conditioning but us. Same for everybody here. And it turns into a motivator for more clarity through removal or untangling of those qualities that no longer serve us. Beautiful description of awareness of the moment. Yours are the words of experiential knowledge, as I see it. We used to own a very humble trailer in Baja, near La Bufadora. I've been on all sorts of vacations in my life. And the very best vacation of all was the several weeks Joe and I spent down there, painting the trailer in the morning, going down to the beach in the afternoon. Eating the stuff from the beach vendors. It was exactly as you say - the equilibrium was beautifully balanced, we found ourselves unwinding more with each and every day. I'll never forget that vacation. Yes, we manifest exactly what we need to further our path, our self-realization, at any given time. And I, as you say, have always attracted fixer-uppers into my life. I was forever falling in love with Potential (inferring that he needed changing and I was certainly the one to do it!), rather than finding anyone emotionally healthy upon which to build a more perfect union. Well, I'm well aware that I have this hook inside me, but at least now I know. And I can decide accordingly. Amazing how our entire situations change with a change in mindset. I look forward to the day when I will have emotions again.

I am going to respond to that magnificent post. But I am going to take my time with it. Too much there to let slip by... So just know, @everything, that there is another person in this galaxy who will be completely on your brain wavelengths for a day or so. This is like a homework assignment. .

Yes! Critical mass is a perfect way to describe it. When one is serious about the intent to become crystal clear, there finally comes a 'shift' where I think the clarity may outweigh the blockages. Very nicely put. And by that time, most of the large introspective needs are gone. It is mainly tweakings and character nuances after that. But my guess is that it never really stops; the introspection. Taking responsibility for the part I am playing, not shifting blame to others, wearing my own mistakes. Inertia is a strange word, and yet it applies, at least in my own case. After a year and a half of grieving, I am at a place of physical inertia which is very unusual for me. I don't want to do anything but sit in my chair. But upon discovering my imprint of the word 'hurry' at my very basis, I think I understand today that this is exactly what I need to do. Just be silent. Stop beating up on myself because I'm not very productive. Be quiet. Rest. Meditate. Let the fight or flight mechanism retreat on its own. Very timely thread for me. Thanks for starting it, rideforever

I came across a key to my basic nature today. It's so basic, I can't believe I've missed it for so many years. I just figured out why I've always had a fight or flight buzz within my spinal cord. It has to do with the word HURRY. I'll bet everyone has remnants of this, as all parents would have said it. We were always told to hurry for everything. This would be a very basic imprint. Hurry and eat before your food gets cold. Hurry up, you'll be late to school. Hurry up and eat your peas. I honestly think that discovering something simple, a key element, of our conditioning is momentous. I feel like I am separating from it now, now that I can see and identify it. I guess that's all I can do; be aware of it and walk forward in a new reality from that moment on. I don't think this old onion will ever stop peeling.

We've virtually known each other for years, but I don't ever remember you being as profound as you have been the past year. Did something incredibly amazing happen to you, my darling??

What blows my mind, metaphysically, is how objects retain their shape. I mean, it all boils down to atoms. Atoms in the chair, in the air, in the distance, everywhere. How do the atoms know to behave in the shape of a chair? Does the chair have consciousness of its chair-ness? Or is the original idea of the maker of the chair still surrounding it? The Intelligence Which Underlies Everything is one smart puppy.

You are describing something like agape love. I think our capacity for this type of love is sometimes born spontaneously - but maybe more often as the result of a practice over many years.

Beautiful post, Spotless. Both you and Everything seem to be able to express the formless very well. That's an interesting statement, that emotion in its highest levels may be far beyond Mind. At the times of extreme Awareness, when one knows in their heart who they really are, that we are truly the Divine, - the emotion that comes with this awareness is something like pure bliss. The heart embraces love of all, and the warmth...oh, the warmth.

Yes, an incredible gift.

This is of a personal nature, but my mind is blown today. My brother and his wife were giving away an old chest of drawers. As they were cleaning out the drawers, they came across one that had very old handmade valentine or birthday cards in it. They were all made by either me or my brother, given to mom or dad when we were real young. The drawer also had a letter written on a birthday card, from my father to me. For whatever reason, he never gave it to me. Quick background - my dad was an angry man who used a leather belt to disciple me. We had a horrible relationship, but had a nice communication at time of his death. He was one tough old LAPD cop. This was apparently written shortly after I joined the PD in 1969, about 50 years ago. But it was never sent. This is it - Barb: As I sit here in bed and review the past thinking of the times I've scolded you, spanked you and punished you, I now know that during those periods I was unable to express my love for you, for at that age you'd reject it. Many of times I've wanted to hold you in my arms and pour out my love. I have never in my life given up on you and I have never been so proud as of late. As we grow older in life, I feel that many things go unsaid, for sooner or later all of us must go. Therefore I want to be sure to let you know that I've never done an act that I didn't think would be for your benefit - that's not to say I'm always right but only to say I wouldn't hurt you for the world. No one will ever love you more than your mother or I. What a beautiful feeling of....I don't know....verification? I'm still astounded.

Yeah, I'm really looking forward to that warm milk....

I'm curious. Is there any tradition other than Christianity that looks forward to an apocalypse?

Everything's last post blows my mind

How all paths seem to end up in the same place.

And spoken by a humble possessor of the Beginner mind. It's like you've returned to your true self. I don't know if I'll read about morphic fields or not. Maybe it's just a little more delicious when it's mystery.

OMG that's perfect.

I don't really see it as separate. Mystical Christianity will lead to the I Am consciousness, which sits in the middle of the wagon wheel, the spokes being different religions. The I Am consciousness is the inner gulp of consciousness when you fully realize who you really are. The Native Americans called us skinwalkers, realizing that our physical self is only a bag of bones. My guess is that the Bible has undergone many misinterpretations in translating from other languages, some ancient, to English. We see that in the various DDJ's - and you have to read many translations to triangulate the truth of it. And add to that that each translator will have a different level of Awareness; and as such, he will only write as high as his eyes can see. But from our metaphysical understanding, we know that all is One, that linear time is an illusion, and that Jesus or anyone you want from the past or future is actually Here Now. So it really all runs together at some point.

Same with me, Fa Xin. I was brought up going to Lutheran church, and it was Christmas Eve in 1981 and I was one more time sitting in a church, listening one more time to the story of the little baby Jesus laying in a manger. Everybody around me was silent and listening to the minister - and I suddenly heard a male voice in my head distinctly saying "This is so dead...." I realized at that moment that my 'faith' wasn't faith at all, it was rote habit. I haven't gone to a church service since. I started on the metaphysics path shortly thereafter. And yet, it's as you say. Jesus was an enlightened being, and as such one runs into his deep concepts as you read all the great metaphysicians. It's so unfortunate that much of the Christian church is still caught up in the stories and missing the Essence.

I totally agree. BTW, that was one good icon placement

Oh yes. And you meet so many nice new people each day