When I was a young lady it was discovered that I have an extra electrical pathway in my heart. Being quite young I did not understand what that meant, or know how to respond when the doctor wanted to do an oblate on.
Years later I know that the surgeon tried to remove that extra electrical pathway. This pathway which allows an abundance of electrical output from my “real” brain.
In other words, he tried to debilitate me … all in the name of “science” and “medicine”. He knew this was not causing any adverse affects in my life, no medical need to do this, but he tried to limit the capacity of my heart.
Three months afterward my heart developed a “new” extra electrical pathway.
Don’t try to fix what is not broken. Sometimes these surgeons and doctors are not operating in the best interest of the client. FYI. There’s a reason things like this are happening in body and in mind … find out about it before you let some schmuck go in and start altering things, you may need this extra power for future functioning, you may have a purpose which requires all this extra electricity flow … keep it if you can handle it.
It’s near silent … beautiful silence. Laying my head back, I relax the muscles in my neck. You say I’ve changed, that I’m not the same person you met. Well, I AM the same, you just didn’t ever know me, not like you thought you did. You did not know me before, you cannot possibly know me now.
We are dwelling in bubbles within bubbles within bubbles. It’s easier to say, “This is weird” than it is to say, “My lack of understanding of this is ‘weird'”.
It’s the training I’ve had, one of those ‘habits’ I aim to break. Here I sit at arms length of those in the light. I extend myself as far to them as possible and then I extend the other 1/2 of me toward more dense places, gathering intel.
One arm stretched to the light, one arm stretched into the shadow. Perhaps there is another one, doing the same, stretching further into shadow, and another stretching further into the light, and so on, relaying the ‘news’ up and down the stream. These tendrils, these links, are all over the world.
There’s nothing ‘special’ from one link to the next, its relay of information is perfect. Yet, this too has polarity, for what goes up and is received, also moves downward and is received. Two-way streets, everywhere.
I do not care that I cannot remember every thought I’ve ever had. I know it is being recorded on the ‘Akashic Record’ of life. I’ll review it some day. I believe the purpose of life is to gather as many of those thought forms and connections as possible so they can be recorded. This life is a harvesting of experience.
The question then is … Who is doing the harvesting? I could say it is ‘me’ for the purpose of future viewing. Is this a lie we’re all fed upon entering this life? Or is it simple, and true, free choice, awesome experience? (As well as a sometimes disaster of an experience).
Perhaps in our ‘natural’ form we are all actually lunatics.
Trial and error, find out what works and what doesn’t. Do more of the one and less of the other. Both have equal value in that both show, without doubt, what brings benefit and what harms, really allowing knowledge of the truth of it through both avenues, coming and going.
It’s like a tree … one half of its branches carry you to the top, and the other side of its branches allow a coming down … of do’s and don’ts. There is an intensity of both paths that can simulate a tearing down, a breaking up of the old while it is creating the new.
What seems to pull energy and attention from you? What, or who, seems to replenish you? Which direction are you ‘releasing’ precious energy to? Have you become Love … or Slave?
What do you do when you know the world is dying yet people all around you refuse to see it, and insist you are giving too much credence to ‘conspiracy theorists’? What do you do when they refuse to read the links for information, or tell themselves and others there is nothing that can be done about it?
It is tempting to give in, to give up to go along with the view that we may as well let the world die because we are ‘powerless’ … but I refuse. I cannot see a better way to spend the rest of my life than sounding the alarm. At least then I can say I tried, I did something.
I include links here for those things which threaten the planets eco-system, which in turn affects the health of ALL life. Is it possible for people to develop care for these things before it is too late?
Her mind free from thought, her appearance calm and tranquil, her forehead beams simplicity.
Her chill is as elemental as autumn, her warmth that of spring. Her joy and anger flow like the four seasons. She always does what’s suitable, and has no limitations … Without showing affection her blessings extend through ten generations.
She has her likes and dislikes. What she likes is the One and what she dislikes is also the One. What is One is One, and what is not One is also One.
Such a person lets the gold stay hidden in the mountains, and the pearls sleep in the deep waters. She doesn’t consider property or money to be a benefit and avoids riches and honors. She doesn’t rejoice in long life, nor grieve over early death. She doesn’t account prosperity a blessing, nor is ashamed of poverty.
Morning stretches … energetic flow brings a sweat to my brow, my cheeks. I sit in contemplation about my family, my friends both near and far, and I send them love and peace. I think of the animals in the world and send them kindness.. I work for balance between us all where compassion binds ‘we’ together.
I open my book of “The Way of Life” according to Lao Tzu and I share what I find there.
‘Yield and you need not break’: Bent you can straiten, Emptied you can hold, Torn you can mend; And as want can reward you So wealth can bewilder. Aware of this, a wise man has the simple return Which other men seek: Without inflaming himself He is kindled, Without explaining himself Is explained, Without taking credit Is credited, Laying no claim Is acclaimed And, because he does not compete, Finds peaceful competence. How true is the old saying, ‘Yield and you need not break’! How completely it comes home!
On the opposite page there is another about nature, and since they both arrived together this morning, I will share it as well, for perhaps this is the one that will strike a cord in you, ever revving your creative connective flow.
Nature does not have to insist, Can blow for only half a morning, Rain for only half a day, And what are these winds and these rains but natural? If nature does not have to insist, Why should man? It is natural too That whoever follows the way of life feels alive, That whoever uses it properly feels well used, Whereas he who loses the way of life feels lost, That whoever keeps to the way of life Feels at home, Whoever uses it properly Feels welcome, Whereas he who uses it improperly Feels improperly used: ‘Fail to honor people, They fail to honor you.’
There are systems in place which are controlling the weather, misusing the nature of things. The disconnect grows and the angst between people does as well. My hope is that more will come to realize the saneness in the words of Lao Tzu and embrace a change of thought, of heart, and of ‘doing’.