It creates a bio emission field around the body, as the mind.
One or more people focusing on themselves and each other, at any distance, in this way create a connection that shares that effect across that distance.
If enough people do this, a feedback effect could take place where there is enough energy to create a ‘standing heartwave EMF’ ‘beam’ that could be used to sweep across the entire society as each group holds their duty of maintaining this connection.
It could be that the system would produce the necessary resources and parameters to then sustain that connection in large scale.
So often when I encounter another human, I experience them looking, but when we actually near each other they avert their gaze. I wonder why.
Why is it we are sensitive to others visual contacts? I believe it has something to do with fear.
Fear that someone may read something in the glance … fear they may make assumptions of what the facial expressions mean.
As a rule, many people are hyper-sensitive.
Insecurities developed over time create a limited capacity for opening up to the possibilities that others may see something incredible in us … thinking instead they will see all of the ‘wrongs’ we see about ourselves.
It seems apparent many folks do not see how truly special they are.
What each individual has to offer the world is a one-of-a-kind offering. No one does anything exactly the same.
There may be a tendency to mimic that which is loved or admired, appreciated, but the results are not quite the same as the original. This is because each person is unique, only sharing the same ability to create.
Children’s imaginations are so free! They daydream of what they one day will become. That ‘one day’ is here and what we have ‘become’ is a conditioned example of what our surroundings dictated.
There is always choice, and every day – each moment – a new beginning. We can change our minds … all of us.
How deep within do you wish to go? How well do you recall the child you once were? Can you remember the freedom you felt in just being you?
That “you” that is in memory still exists, that part of you that did not have a care in the world is still within you.
It is your base.
If you do not appreciate where life has taken you, reach within.
Begin again.
Free yourself from fear of others perceptions. Do not self-criticize.
You are perfection in motion, and the flow that is you makes the Universe sing.
Dance.
Not everyone will try to strip you of joy …
Perhaps, only those who refuse to look directly into the eyes of another.
Being psychic requires huge accountability. When we have the potential of tapping in to someone’s mind, energy, or time-line, we are to be extremely cautious, for we can cause insanity, chaos, or any number of things in a person, group of people, or place.
The responsibility is so enormous because with a single action or energetic exchange, whole atmospheric and mass populace changes can occur.
If someone is prone to bitch all the time, always finding fault in something, anything, everything, then that energy is manifested in everything it comes into contact with.
The trouble is, so many are not trained in the affects of their energy outputs, nor do they seem to care too much about the ripple effects of their ‘contributions’.
So many go out and ‘strike’, scream and yell at each other, abuse and/or harm each other thinking they’ll somehow, out of this chaos, manifest something peaceful, righteous and good, or perhaps even ‘profitable’ in some fashion. HA! Children …
Imagine someone hearing your thoughts as you cuss them in your mind. They’re standing right next to you, or in the other room, and they recognize your voice. They walk in on you and feel the energy being broadcast by your mind, your body … ALL of your body’s, not just your physical form. Do you suppose they’ll smile at you and sincerely tell you how they hope your every desire for success will be won? This is potential negativity reflected to you is your manifestation … and it grows, because you planted a rotten seed in the mind of another.
As these rotten seeds sprout and take form, one person to the next, those unwilling to train their processes fall deeper and deeper into a hell, an egregore created en mass … knowingly, or not. We see this all the time.
Everywhere you go, driving to work, walking the halls at school, riding your bicycle down the street … it would be beneficial if you were to practice sending thought forms that were thankful, grateful, or appreciative in some manner. A complement, a “thank you” for being allowed sufficient ‘safety’ space on the road … sing a little dish to them, anyone who inspires a song in your heart. Do it without needing recognition, or praise.
Habits … so many being played out in this world right now must be broken, changed, and replaced with newness which is favorable for the whole.
Training ourselves not to be instant a-holes is a challenge … but possible, and a must, if we wish to see life continue to be anything which might be called ‘pleasant’.
Do yourself a favor and learn to breathe before you practice reacting to things.
Clairvoyance: literally translates to “clear sight.”
Clairaudience: usually defined as the perception of messages in thought forms from an entity that exists in another realm.
Clairsentience: the ability to touch or hold an object, stand in a specific place, and/or touch the body of a person and sense the energy encircling that person, place or thing.
Egregore: a concept representing a “thought-form” or “ collective group mind”, an autonomous psychic entity made up of, and influencing, the thoughts of a group of people. This was the term used in the Book of Enoch for great angel-like spirits.
Tonight the Cherokee creation story was briefly shared with me. The Arch is not what many think it is. The Creation story is very long, so I will simply start here, and move forward. Please note: the Creation story varies somewhat from nation to nation, yet the gist of it remains the same. Please be careful to not get caught up in the details of a story, (ie: whether the corn falls from Corn Maidens arms, or from her skirt) … widen perspective, see the similarities, and concentrate upon those things.
Cherokee creation story
The earth is a great island floating in a sea of water, and suspended at each of the four cardinal points by a cord hanging down from the sky vault, which is of solid rock. When the world grows old and worn out, the people will die and the cords will break and let the earth sink down into the ocean, and all will be water again.
“When all was water, the animals were above in Gälûñ’lätï, beyond the arch; but it was very much crowded, and they were wanting more room. They wondered what was below the water, and at last Dâyuni’sï, “Beaver’s Grandchild,” the little Water-beetle, offered to go and see if it could learn. It darted in every direction over the surface of the water, but could find no firm place to rest. Then it dived to the bottom and came up with some soft mud, which began to grow and spread on every side until it became the island which we call the earth. It was afterward fastened to the sky with four cords, but no one remembers who did this.
At first the earth was flat and very soft and wet. The animals were anxious to get down, and sent out different birds to see if it was yet dry, but they found no place to alight and came back again to Gälûñ’lätï. At last it seemed to be time, and they sent out the Buzzard and told him to go and make ready for them. This was the Great Buzzard, the father of all the buzzards we see now. He flew all over the earth, low down near the ground, and it was still soft. When he reached the Cherokee country, he was very tired, and his wings began to flap and strike the ground, and wherever they struck the earth there was a valley, and where they turned up again there was a mountain. When the animals above saw this, they were afraid that the whole world would be mountains, so they called him back, but the Cherokee country remains full of mountains to this day.
When the earth was dry and the animals came down, it was still dark, so they got the sun and set it in a track to go every day across the island from east to west, just overhead. It was too hot this way, and Tsiska’gïlï’, the Red Crawfish, had his shell scorched a bright red, so that his meat was spoiled; and the Cherokee do not eat it. The conjurers put the sun another hand-breadth higher in the air, but it was still too hot. They raised it another time, and another, until it was seven handbreadths high and just under the sky arch. Then it was right, and they left it so. This is why the conjurers call the highest place Gûlkwâ’gine Di’gälûñ’lätiyûñ’, “the seventh height,” because it is seven hand-breadths above the earth. Every day the sun goes along under this arch, and returns at night on the upper side to the starting place.
There is another world under this, and it is like ours in everything–animals, plants, and people–save that the seasons are different. The streams that come down from the mountains are the trails by which we reach this underworld, and the springs at their heads are the doorways by which we enter it, but to do this one must fast and go to water and have one of the underground people for a guide. We know that the seasons in the underworld are different from ours, because the water in the springs is always warmer in winter and cooler in summer than the outer air.
When the animals and plants were first made–we do not know by whom–they were told to watch and keep awake for seven nights, just as young men now fast and keep awake when they pray to their medicine. They tried to do this, and nearly all were awake through the first night, but the next night several dropped off to sleep, and the third night others were asleep, and then others, until, on the seventh night, of all the animals only the owl, the panther, and one or two more were still awake. To these were given the power to see and to go about in the dark, and to make prey of the birds and animals which must sleep at night. Of the trees only the cedar, the pine, the spruce, the holly, and the laurel were awake to the end, and to them it was given to be always green and to be greatest for medicine, but to the others it was said: “Because you have not endured to the end you shall lose your hair every winter.”
Men came after the animals and plants. At first there were only a brother and sister until he struck her with a fish and told her to multiply, and so it was. In seven days a child was born to her, and thereafter every seven days another, and they increased very fast until there was danger that the world could not keep them. Then it was made that a woman should have only one child in a year, and it has been so ever since.“
W. Powell, Nineteenth Annual Report of the Bureau of American Ethnology to the Secretary of the Smithsonian Institution, 1897-1898, Part I (Washington: 1900), 239-240.
There is much more to this story. I will be posting portions as time goes.
The upholding of creation is every man, woman, and child’s responsibility. The saving of it does NOT fall upon one individuals shoulders. No, it is in the maintenance and caring of that which supports life, the responsibility of ALL.
Changes must be made, by ALL, if the ropes that were spun are to be held in health, which in turn ensures our very survival. This is everyone’s responsibility.
The idea that one person is coming along to “make everything right” is a way of excusing this very bad behavior toward the earth and all life upon it, which we ALL participate in.
Boiled Cedar, Wild Sage, and Lavender flower. I let it simmer for a time and then strained the product. I added the entire pot to my bath water (most likely a bit much) and slept more soundly than I have in awhile.
I will finish harvesting the cedar bows my father gifted me. Next summer I’ll harvest more Lavender flower and store with my Wild Sage specifically for the purpose of creating a soaking concoction for bathing.
I had no idea how good this would feel, or that is was even a thing. I was all about epsom salts, or sea salt, or magnesium flakes before. HA … these do not even come close in comparison as far as a relaxing bath additive.
Thank you Toni, wife to Chief Charlie, Blue Clan. I love you with all my heart! I am bringing you a jar of this juice and some Elderberry syrup also. I will be bringing the gifts I did not bring when I wasn’t able to make it to the elder party too, so whoever shows up is going to get some.
Love, love, love …. today feels like a good day to be happy. ❤️
