Sometimes you gotta get it off your chest

Bear with me. It’s not short, and it does play on the particular nerve string that continues to irk the snot out of me. It relates to those individuals who EXPECT to have gobs of money coming their way because they exist, and for little more than that. They beLIEve they deserve and are entitled to the pedestal. This is personal for me, too.
 
Part of what wakes people up is poverty, and this is why the “awakening community” or the “alternative community” et al., is primarily made up of people struggling financially if not in actual poverty. Another way to consider this…. the end road for people who were in “programs” is a disintegration process that makes it nearly impossible for them to maintain a “job” in the slave system because of the high stress demand/adrenal depletion. We find each other because we must do so in order to survive. We have to connect the puzzle pieces, to see if one of our fellows has what we have not been able to identity on our own, and thereby to achieve the innerstanding that helps us reach ever deeper.
 
We live on THE Plantation—there’s no escape from that. Going off the grid is tangential to a pipe dream—you still gotta buy the land and a structure to live in, transportation and fuel to travel to the grocery store if (really when) your hydroponic freedom garden cruciferous veggies fail. There are RECORDS when you buy land, and those never go away. You can’t live without food, or clothing, or certain basic necessities, and unless you grew up learning how to create every little thing you might use in your lifetime, you WILL go retail at some (and likely many) point(s). Every individual in a slave system has no choice but to comply with the demands of slavery in one way or another. We do the best we can, contribute as little to the “master” as possible. Yet the requirement stands and like it or not, the compromise cannot be avoided. How do we know we live on a plantation? Because there is some form of abuse that every plantation inhabitant experiences.
 
Beware the bobble-heads. Is it luck, effort, or design to be inserted in that pantheon?
 
What does it mean to achieve the pedestal, and what is required to be so lifted up? A feeding must occur or the vaunted position be vaunted no more, does it not. So it is highly interesting to me those individuals who have set themselves up on a particular pedestal in this [pic-ur-name] community and expect this to be the whole of their “occupation” and the sole source of income for themselves and family. They are quite literally expecting this group of people who are under this analysis living at or near poverty, to be their life support system.
 
This is pure vampirism, and it is damned time we called it what it is. And it is high time we get beyond the little nicks and pricks that have kept us batting at the small flies, abandon our outer Renfield, and shout a resounding “NO!” of sufficient volume that the false reality cracks, and nevermore can or shall it be repaired.
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Let’s not call them “Nordics”

The memories keep flooding back now. For many years, it has been the odd trickle from a breach quickly repaired, or the occasional spill when the damn was overwhelmed. The variety and seeming randomness of it all, is yet another revealing, an indication of the scope of programs in which I was involved.

The most recent revealing was of a period of time in which I worked with a group of Nordics, and there is greater clarity of the reasons for what seem mixed messages about them and their natures. Beautiful people in the way our kind measure such things, but incredibly dangerous and unpredictable as well. I could feel the aura of callous and random aggression they carry, how they could one moment seem as placid as a sloth and the next as dangerous and deadly as a viper. They would easily kill any one of us that they found annoying, and they see us as little more than monkeys.

In the memory, I was with a group of seven or eight of these people in a kind of simulacrum of a large dwelling. It was mostly empty, with little furniture and no decoration, the walls grey and cold in the dim light. It is likely that I spent several days with them, sleeping on the floor when it was allowed. I remember feeling the kind of tired fuzziness of sleep deprivation.

I think I was chosen for my innate telepathy, because this is their preferred method of communication, as well as my highly sensitive hearing and pitch sensitivity. My voice would not be unpleasant or harsh to their ears, because I speak quietly and pitch my tone in the lower register. I would also be able to hear them and distinguish the sounds they made as they were practicing our speech, something they do not need to do with their telepathy. And though I have lived in the Southern U.S. since a small child, I have no discernible accent. Indeed, many have said I sound like someone from the west coast.

In a darker vein, that choice was also likely from my upbringing through a great deal of abuse and could cover myself with a kind of meekness which they expected from a lower life form.

The feeling that I was in constant danger was thick as soup, and I was completely alone with these people. They would return me to whatever facility they had taken me from at their leisure. My sense is that they enjoy intimidation and got a kick out of me stepping carefully around them, as well as my fear of them. I was a puppy in a room full of people who found enjoyment in kicking puppies. Throughout the encounter, I was careful not to look them full in the eyes. I do not know if this was to mitigate the telepathic reaction or simply because they would be offended with such boldness from a “lower being”. I think it was some of both.

One young woman of small build, much slighter than their norm, had loaded a dishwasher in a haphazard and strange manner. For height and build comparison, think Natalie Portman, and her hair was a kind of light brown or dark blonde that had no real lustre. Part of their “practice” for living among us, I assume. Her “work” included an electronic power supply along with other electronic components. I removed the power supply and began explaining to her, carefully and with only a few words, that electronics should not be allowed to get wet, that they would not work or that they might catch fire. She looked at me with a kind of contempt, the way that a teenager might when instructed by her elders to do something she preferred to ignore. Yet I waited for acknowledgment and comprehension from her as though this was my job to teach them. She seemed to provide it, her speech hesitant as though speaking was not her normal way of communicating. I could barely hear what she said, and had to strain to make out the words. They escape me even now, though I always knew what they intended to say through a psychic connection.

Her reaction was communicated to a group of them who were all sitting on the floor together in a larger and completely empty room, what would have been the living room in this large house. They all made a bit of a mocking “aha” of this lesson, giving me a kind of gratitude and acknowledgment which was the sort you might give to a dog who learns a particularly challenging trick and performs it successfully. I was careful to play along.

They seemed to shift in appearance at all times and rather randomly while interacting with me, as though they had no or little concern about how they appeared to me. It is likely that they maintain a kind of glamour in public and the nature of it is not wholly clear to me. Maybe they were using me to practice this “shapeshifting” to determine the best bandwidth(s) upon which to broadcast. They seem to be masters of occlusion just as are the reptilians. For example, I remember one of the males seeming smaller and more slight, then as very large with bulked muscles. I am not sure which is the true form, though considering their fondness for intimidation, it may be that they are naturally small and only like to appear larger when they wish to intimidate us.

As they shared the “lesson” with each other, one of the males said something to me about my hair. He is the one who first seemed slight—like a young male teenager to my eye—and then as a very large adult human male. I have very thick hair which I have nearly always kept long. The joke is I have enough hair for five people—which is quite true. He was telling me something about holding my hair up on my head, and as he held it this thing looked like a short sword. He rather mimed and mumbled that it was too much hair to do so (their hair was thin and only to their shoulders). As he noted my “inadequacy” he exclaimed that my hair was “disgusting!” It was the loudest and clearest word that I heard from any of them during this encounter. I, continuing the play and performance, made a little sweep of my arm through my hair, lifting it in one movement from shoulders and back, and said, “no, it is beautiful!” I realized that like the Klingons of Star Trek fame, one must maintain a certain level of bravado in order to avoid their disfavor, and it worked. They comprehended both my unshrinking demeanor, the “lesson” on how hair like mine is viewed in our society, and the “joke” on me and them. Each of them made a kind of barking laughter, tilting their heads back as they did so. It was a sound unjoyous, with an energy of a dangerous gang who would  turn on you should you fail them. Yet I am here to tell the tale, so they must have returned me home at some point.

This is where the memory ended, though I feel that I was there for some small period of time so that they could observe how a human lives and behaves in a “native” environment. I understand now why I have felt some small amount of dread when “Nordics” are discussed and my internal disagreement with the way some experiencers seem to elevate these beings in their expression and thinking. It is in my thinking that they have well-perfected their occlusion methods and the glamourie has enabled them to generate a kind of romance around human thinking where they are concerned.

Perhaps this account will shed some light on this for you.

We Don’t Need Unity

We Don’t Need Unity

I send out this call to all those who spin their wheels arguing about “Unity in the Community” and demand or jostle for space in the dialog. Please stop.

Those calling for unity are generally speaking, demanding that their beliefs or stories not be challenged. They find disagreement and challenge to be stressful on the one hand, or they are untruthful and so find those things undermine their agendas. This is simply part of the human experience, and nothing more than this. It doesn’t mean that there is some conspiracy or government interference to create “dis-unity”, because no intervention is needed when a group of people behave like children, and no infiltration is required of a body that has no power to unseat them. I have other opinions on the latter and may address them in a future post.

What we need is Harmony. Imagine a large orchestra of 50-100 classical musicians. If you have had the pleasure of hearing one live, you will understand what a sublime experience true harmony can be. Now imagine if the wind section was out of tune with the string section, and what a miserable experience can be attained when a sublime one is the potential.

It doesn’t matter if anyone agrees or not. It doesn’t matter even if someone is lying. You can experience harmony with any human being if you are a mature individual who can interact and speak without fear, rancor or aggression. Honest conversation is possible even with liars, if that liar can weather the accusation and make a reasonable choice to either stop lying or own it. A person who lies is doing so out of fear. They need healing, not demonization and shunning.

And let us not choose captivity to the false binaries propagated through the various programs and social engineering, such as one must be either (a) truthful or (b) lying. The reality is that reality is not what we think it is, certainly not when our thinking has been engineered along certain spectra, rubrics and tangents. Sufficient exposure to a quantity of same (linear age) reveals how little we “know” when that knowing has been defined wholly by things external to our inner being.

In an orchestra, you have hierarchy, but in a group hierarchy is not necessary. In fact, hierarchy is more often than not the mechanism by which groups and their creative potentiality are destroyed. As one who has participated in an intentional group mind, cultivated and nurtured through the exercise of focused awareness and consciousness, I have perhaps a unique insight in this conversation. A fluidity of roles encourages a needful dynamism wherein all can benefit from the inspiration available in all roles. We learn best by doing, and as those communities that once practiced fosterage and apprenticeship knew, allowing the young to practice a variety of roles demonstrated their strongest skills and offered a mechanism to strengthen areas where weakness was present. It’s not up to me or any other individual to define what this fluidity of roles will look among the Awakened, but we must be ever vigilant about the hierarchy program and our fears of setting it aside. In this fluidity, there is no “higher” or “lower” (false binary alert), and there is nothing lost.

Now continue our metaphor of Harmony beyond a simple (yet not so simple!) classical orchestra, and see Gaia herself as a giant, multi-faceted, collection of achingly wondrous diversity. Is there not an inherent balance and harmony in her Being? Have not humans existed within her framework in a state of harmony?

We don’t need grand celestial or galactic metaphors, or tales of alleged distant societies on other worlds to offer us a model of what harmony and peace should be or become. We already possess those things in abundance. What we need is to do the work of focused intention and conviction to OWN our inner core, and let go of this childish standard that our story and beliefs are sufficient grounds to ostracize and demonize those who differ from us. Then can Harmony begin, but only then.

The Thing We Fear

…is not death. Not really. Millions face death every day and we find our peace with that, because death is not an end.

What we really fear is Becoming. We see it as a vast unknown, terrifying and empty of all that is familiar and grounding and safe. We sense a landscape but cannot see it. We long to cling to the objects and experiences that have feathered our nests and given us a kind of warmth, even if that nest has been polluted with the detritus of another’s ill intent and the corpses of memories that cause us pain.

We would rather hold onto pain than to step into a reality where we fear we will lose ourselves.

Some have misinterpreted this as a fear of success. Consider that what we fear is that if we let go of this illusion that we call existence for a very different type of existence, that we will dissolve and cease to be our essential selves.

This is the lie that is programmed into us so that we will only choose to evolve when we can face that fear, with full consciousness, and still say “YES”.

The lie is that we are separate and orphaned, any experience of Source a dim notion on the fringes of reality. It is the idea that our individuality is somehow a pollution of Its purity, and if we wish to return home we must relinquish who we are.

This is so very far from the truth. As far as a Universe is wide. We are intentional and right beings of light, living and experiencing and learning. We are doing exactly what we are meant to do.

The problem is that we are too good at our jobs. We are too good at living in this dimension, in this reality. Too good at making our nest, our reality bubble, our pocket universe. We are so good at it that we can come up with a billion different versions of it, each encased in a separate and individual mind, and all co-exist in truth and reality. The task now is to find our next step in the Journey.

Many say they are ready for it, and eagerly waiting for “ascension powers”. It is the letting go of that which we have made around ourselves, all of the objects and experiences and physical locations that each of us sees as “me”, that becomes more difficult with time. This is why children find it easier to be exceptional than a middle aged person. A child has not lived a lifetime of memories, nor collected a household full of objects to hold them. A life on the upward cycle of such beginnings has not learned to be static, or learned that it has limits. The landscape of our imagination will always be bounded by perceived limits.

Memory can become a prison. Precious things from our past that we hold onto for a variety of reasons are not in themselves bad, but they can become part of the trap. We don’t truly need those things anymore than we truly need those memories, because nothing is lost and nothing is forgotten. All that has ever been is Remembered in the energy that makes up all that there is.

That is not to say that all are called to adopt a loner, vagabond lifestyle. An artificial disconnection would not exempt one from the struggle to let go, and even in an empty existence something of grace will serve to hook one at the crucial moment of choice. Each must find their authentic path.

What is memory? We believe, thanks to the disinformation of our scientific-medical-industrial complex, that memory is something that only exists in our physical brains. It is widely believed that we must play all sorts of games to remember all sorts of information from the minor to the necessary to the sublime.

Consider that Memory is a function of Mind, and the physical brain a type of transportation hub carrying Mind from one strata to the next, to our bodies, and back out again. Some hubs are more efficient than others. Some hubs are better with words and others are better with pictures. There are hubs with 50 stations running simultaneously and others that hum along happily with just a few. And not one hub is “better” than the other. Simply different.

The accumulation of memory in the academic, old paradigm style becomes a giant construct that we have to carry. It reminds me of the scene in the movie, Labyrinth, where the heroine is “piled on” by a seemingly well-meaning being carrying their house on their backs until she begins to resemble them. Just in time, her awareness kicks in and she stops the process before it is too late.

In much the same way, we are given the opportunity to evaluate and let go of things that we do not need at many junctures over our lifetime. Everyone is given glimpses into the Source Record where everything that we will ever need to know is retained. I feel that is one of the rules of this Journey, but this is my intuition rather than direct knowledge.

Perhaps you have had moments contemplating what ascension might mean for you. What will existence be like should such a thing occur? Everyone has moments of doubt and misgivings, and that is part of the process, too. Through contemplation we receive the answers we need at each stage of the journey. It really is okay to trust the process.

What do any of these things mean for each of us? It truly is an unknown landscape and the clincher is that we don’t get to have a preview. We can only take the leap when we Believe we are ready to do so.

It gets easier each time we try.

Namaste.

Economic Collapse is Neither Necessary Nor Inevitable: Refuting the Ideology of Collapse

It is one of the many tricks played on us that the only way an economy behaves is via boom and bust modalities. Exuberant success or abysmal failure. We have been conditioned to see things in binary, that all solutions are oriented to either/or and there are no alternative perspectives that hold validity or effectiveness. This is simply not true, and even the most hypnotized can comprehend the myriad of examples proving same.

Pause for a moment and observe within the past those times when anxiety or fear has obliterated all options save for two. This fear programming is part of the larger menu of control mechanisms by which we are herded into a psychic abattoir. We call these fear mechanisms a “self fulfilling prophecy” but it is much more than this. Indeed, calling it “self-fulfilling” puts all of the burden of the fear and its results on the one being manipulated, rather than accounting for the ones doing the manipulation.

While it is true that there are self-fulfilling mechanisms, look closer at the words. “Self fulfill”, as in, self-oriented, as in, making others invisible. Such a mechanism is contrary to the energetic by which we grow spiritually, to wit, cooperation with others. It subverts our free will into what is called by some a “victim” orientation, implying that our own ability to actuate or otherwise control our personal reality is somehow primarily employed in our own degradation, and that such an operation is inevitable because we are too sheep-like to do otherwise.

By keeping us focused on the ideology of collapse, which is what the money system of the “controllers” is actually predicated upon, it diverts our innovative energies away from all the things that we could be doing to safely and effectively transition from a diseased, exploitative system to a wholistic and beneficial commerce construct. It is the fallacy that the only way we can move from one to another is to destroy ourselves. See the fear mechanism for what it is – a method of keeping you from doing anything other than following the herd to the slaughter.

To transition away from what is harming us only requires opening the mental energies away from the fear. This means replacing the harmful thoughtforms with positive ones. As more and more people do this, solutions will bubble up that we hadn’t considered before. You will understand that barter has been demonized as a method of commerce (though it has been a more effective method of interacting in the conduit of “commerce”) and then presented as the only alternative to capitalism. Why do we need either system?

Remember that when you feel the urge to ridicule blindly, without thought, this is evidence of interference in your perceptual mechanism. There will be many inventive solutions and these should be employed immediately to ease the challenges of transition away from the harmful systems we currently use.

Much of what those with money consider necessities are not really necessary at all. Consumerism is a disease and everyone is affected by it in some way, even the most enlightened among us. The only true “collapse” will be an end of the system of consumerism which was created as a population control mechanism during the era of the Robber Barons, which means longer than anyone has been alive today. Because of this, we have become accustomed to accepting it as our status quo without question. While many have pushed back against it, often it remains within an ideology that all of these things are needed to have a rich human experience. The disease of hoarding is one of the ways that we can observe how consumerism and “thing needing” corrupt our psyche, but you can see it as well among those who will budget for expensive tech rather than bothering to think about the dozens of people they could feed if they contributed to a food bank instead.

This is framed within a certain perception of reality, and its premise resides within the oppressive system in which we are all acculturated. Keep that in mind – while the principles can transit across realities, premises are rather less fluid. Each must consistently work to put forth their needs to the universe in order to see them manifest. The clearer we remain, the better the manifestation.

The more people who begin opening their minds to the abandonment of the false construct of money, the sooner we will be liberated from it. Persons not hypnotized by the system are needed to move us away from it. The hope is that you will join those growing numbers.

Namaste.

Receiving and Walls

In our modern world, we are pushed every day to achieve and “go somewhere”. Indeed, we’re not fulfilling our role in society unless we are breathlessly busy every waking minute! The pressure to achieve is so great that we are not given even a moment of time to ask why this pressure exists, or what “achieve” actually means. And this pressure is growing because of economic factors that make it increasingly difficult to provide the basic necessities for ourselves. For those who do not struggle with providing the basics, there is the added pressure of performing as a technological being, to purchase the latest and greatest gadget and be up-to-date on the most recent advances in a technological paradigm.

If one were to ponder this, one might begin to think that this is deliberate. That there is some power at work behind the scenes striving to keep humans from Knowing who we really are. It is an interesting contemplation to consider, perhaps even an important one. But then, I couch these things in rhetorical language because it is up to each individual to discover the truth for themselves. Filling our lives with busy-ness and noise serves to keep us disconnected from our Truth and our true self, from each other and nature, filled with distractions and negative energy. Such an environment creates many impediments to Receiving.

What is Receiving? This is not simply the act of holding out your hands and letting another place something in them, but it is important to remember that happy feeling you had when this occurred in your childhood. Remember the smile that would transform you and shoot little sparks of joy through your small body. Remember the way it made you want to laugh and dance when somebody handed you a small present. At the time, it was not about the gathering of things or greed or hoarding. Allow your awareness to travel back to a time before you were aware of the commercial holy-day known as “christmas” to a time when you and your tiny playmates would hand things to each other for the joy of it alone. When you re-member this state of Being, you will see that it was not about the consumption of useless junk. Such moments were the experience of joy one feels when one is loved, and the outward expression of it that is not in the thing given, but in the Giver and the one Receiving.

As we get older, we are told that nobody is going to give us things unless it is through an obligatory construct, such as expected birthdays and holidays. It is because these things have become obligatory that we sometimes avoid people on birthdays and holidays. We don’t want anyone to oblige us into gifting! That would be terrible. Our responsibilities and demands are already stressful, and adding to them would make our heads explode! At least, this is what we believe, because we experience the feeling of overwhelm and stress on a daily basis so long as we abide within the dark matrix.

To cope with such stress, we learn to build Walls. In our childhood, it is through exclusion and prejudice. We are trained to feel bias toward certain people, and the patterns are input into our programs, where they become fundamental to our being. As we get older, and our natural aversion to status quo as pre-teens kicks in, these programs can lead to bullying and great harm. Sexism, racism, classicism become the realities we face daily, and even though they are programs, they are no less real to our experience. Here the promise of harmful programs begins to bear deadly fruit, and humans show the warping that toxic social structures intend. It seems impossible to uproot this evil fruit, so it is internalized and normalized. Everyone becomes this way, it seems, and empathy becomes a dangerous luxury.

In order to maintain these unnatural and toxic patterns, more walls have to be built. Just as the natural forest cannot be contained into a proper English garden without careful planning, tending, and construction, so is the healthy human consciousness. We are beautifully wired for a deeply cooperative and empathetic society where there would be no conflict or wars, should we be allowed to develop naturally. Without toxic intervention, we are so much more than aggression, terror, and avarice. The bad programming is so insidious that once immersed within it, one believes that his/her basic nature contains these terrible things. How clever this long game has been to convince us that we are bad.

When good people believe at their root that they are actually bad, and must follow harsh laws in order to mitigate their innate evil, they become very easy to manipulate and control. The key to understanding what is “bad” is very simple: do our intentions and actions negatively impact others? This is all we need consider to break the cycle, and why maintaining a Wall that prevents you from conscious responsibility is important in controlling you.

Because these walls are unnatural to us, and so disruptive to the way we are naturally configured, we have to build more walls to cope with them. Slowly, over time, it becomes more difficult to function according to our true natures. For those who have experienced greater levels of abuse in this system, it is difficult to experience a moment of joy in true gifting. One may find that the energy body has shifted and receiving can feel very foreign. Even the flow of energy changes from flow to a kind of pre-emptive aggression, pushing our energy outside of ourselves in yet another type of Wall.

Imagine a scenario where you are outside on a beautiful twilight evening. It is warm and pleasant with a cool breeze. The lawn you sit upon is green and fragrant with recent cutting. You are alone where you sit in a beautiful park surrounded by hundreds of people who are similarly enjoying the evening. All of you are there to hear a magnificent symphony played by a world renowned orchestra. The event is free, and refreshments have been provided to everyone. Every face around you is smiling, or engaged in conversation with friends, or rapturously soaking in the beautiful music.

What are you feeling? Are you happy? Are you fluctuating between moments of happiness punctuated by moments of worrying about this or that thing that you believe requires your attention? Are you distressed because you are there without friends? Are you checking your cell phone for text messages? Did you bring a book so that you wouldn’t be embarrassed by your solitude in a crowd? Do you close your eyes in meditation so that people will think you are someone who is above all of this and won’t judge you for being alone?

I think that we have all been there at some point, hitting one or more of our Walls. And this is okay. It’s human. The exercise is intended, not as a life lesson, but as an opportunity.

One can shift this energy by Remembering how to Receive. By consciously opened up the energy body and allowing the riches of the moment to flow into us, leaving the notions of what we do or don’t deserve behind, we can dissolve those Walls.

There can be a poverty that comes from being extraordinarily gifted souls who are forced into a deeply toxic paradigm where we are told we must be closed off from others and our environment. Learning what gives us the ability to release those walls is an important endeavor toward regaining our sense of Wholeness.

In the example, it is more than listening to the beautiful music, or smelling the grass, or drinking a beverage. It is the practice of allowing the entire experience to penetrate and fill you with its energy, taking down the barriers between you and your experience of Being human. In such an exercise, we are breaking the laws imposed on us to remain aloof, selfish, and disconnected from those around you.

To Receive means that we have to Feel. It means we have to do the most dangerous thing of all – to become larger than we think we are capable of Becoming. You that you are greater and more important than you know, because you are a necessary component of the Greater Consciousness. This isn’t something that you have to work toward or strive to achieve – it is already a component of our Truth. But when we live such a small existence inside of tightly controlled walls, it seems impossible. To experience a Larger Life and Receive the immensity of it, we must find great strength within ourselves.

This strength is something that we must learn over time, and via a longer journey, whereby we realize that it is something we also already possess. The lessons can be very difficult during this process of Discovering, but they are ultimately worth it. Just as we must work to enlarge a muscle, so we must work to become more and more comfortable with Opening to Receive. You can find Moments throughout your day to practice this, be it a nice scenario like the one I described, or a less pleasant one such as a public transit train station or a boring office meeting. These are very valid places to learn how to be Open to the world around you, and to begin to recognize that you are part of something Greater.

Remember the joy of receiving you experienced in childhood, and allow that joy to suffuse your practice. Those moments of joy are part of your toolkit for life, and deserve to be employed as often as possible. Use them in joy and peace.

Namaste.

Presence

Ponder these questions…

What do you feel?

What do you see?

When you walk on the beach at night
And the moon is shining on the water
Filling your heart with yearning

            That is me.

When you’re driving down the road
And notice something strange
Something out of place that you don’t understand
Causing a break, a moment of doubt
In your mind

            That is me.

When you go about your normal life
Walking the same steps you’ve always known
And find a moment of clarity, when
A deep awareness and presence
Surprises you
Into a fuller self

            That is me.

If my words
Cause you fear or discomfort
Take that pain to your breast
Like a small lost child
And let love dissolve you,
Gently pulling away the veil of your misgivings

            That is me.

Aletheia

In ancient Greek, the word “Aletheia” means “truth”. But there is a higher spiritual connotation than the word carries with it today. In American English, “truth” is generally understood as “that which isn’t false or un-true”, a reflection in negative, rather than direct experience in the positive or nominative expression of the word.

This is likely because of long efforts to disengage the populace from a direct experience of reality in favor of a highly controlled paradigm, one with rulers that would be palatable to a people raised on stories of liberty and freedom. Those long efforts are becoming visible to an increasing number of people and some are speaking out. But resistance is not enough. We have to Reconnect with the direct experience that gives us Lived Truth, rather than intellectual comprehension alone.

Truth is a vibratory state, a frame of being and understanding beyond a calculation of facts or figures. Truth carries a Knowing that is often ineffable and cannot be expressed by facts or figures. This is why Truth must be experienced, and why it is difficult to use verbal language to convey this. We can use metaphors like “breathing” or “vibrating” but because American English is now so literal these concepts approach the laughable instead of the ineffable. This is by design. Removing the poetry from our thinking processes has also left us bereft of what is numinous and wondrous about human existence. A people without the numinous become a people without Hope. People without hope are much easier to control.

Aletheia is not my name, but it is the name I am using to share Truth to you in this form. The Journey we share is more than experience or words. It is the foundation of something that all beings are on this planet to accomplish. No one is going to do that work for you – the entire point of Becoming is that you yourself must Become. It is you who must find the connection and make it. The good news is that the connection is readily available and in plain sight. All you must do is reach out your hand, open your mind, disengage the toxic thought patterns that drag you into wastefulness, and breathe.

We have been waiting for you for oh so long.