Message To/From the TOURS #18 There’s Street-Fighting Everywhere… But We HAVE Turned the Corner!
by nielskunze on September 9, 2014
Unity consciousness has begun… although it may not seem like it at all. So what’s going on?
Let’s begin with a bit of review. I’ve certainly presented this information before, but some things– some very basic things– bear repeating.
In duality, darkness is a creation of the light. This seems very counterintuitive, I know, but it is essential to understand. For surely darkness is an absence of light…? No, it poses as light’s opposite in the primary dyad of polarity in a dualistic experience. In duality, light and dark exist together as compliments (completions) of each other. You can’t have one to the utter exclusion of the other. Light implies darkness; darkness invokes the light; such is the reality in dualistic experience.
Pictured above is a classic double-slit interference experiment. There is a single source of light, depicted here in red. The light enters ‘the area of experience’ through two equal slits– or openings… and interferes with itself. The interference gives an undeniable experience of duality– even though the light source is singular. Projected upon the screen (our seemingly objective world is just such a projection) are alternating bands of light and dark. The darkness is created wherever the crest of one light wave meets the trough of the other light wave, canceling each other out. It is a special case (or region) where light plus light equals darkness. All is a creation of Source filtered through a specific perception– duality. This is precisely what has been referred to as ‘the illusion’ throughout the ages; it is where we currently reside.
Victory of the light! is a meaningless statement. All there is is light; that’s all there ever has been! For light to triumph over darkness keeps perception locked into duality; it keeps perception locked squarely within the illusion. Within the illusion, light and darkness are aspects of the very same thing: Source.
We are Source… and we are individual. The paradox of this is resolved in unity. We are not separate; nothing is separate. Both general relativity and quantum mechanics insist upon the singularity and indivisibility of the uni-verse. There’s very good reason why it’s called a universe. (An excellent book which demonstrates this verity is Andrew Thomas’ Hidden in Plain Sight which very simply and very adroitly synthesizes general relativity with quantum physics, creating a unified ‘field’ theory– the holy grail of theoretical physics.)
Unity is the way out of duality. But unity is a tricky thing when viewed from within the illusion. We cannot merely come together, pretending to set aside our accumulated prejudices from countless lifetimes in duality, and hope to achieve true unity consciousness. Karma would still stand between us.
Karma (debt) is incurred only when we act from an off-centre position in duality. An off-centre position is our stance whenever we choose to give precedence or significance to one aspect of polarity in a dualistic pair of opposites… at the expense of the ‘other.’ Choosing ‘this’ over ‘that’ and acting upon that choice (preference) necessarily incurs karma. Choosing light over darkness creates a debt to darkness– which not only has every right to exist, but must exist whenever such a dualistic choice is enacted, for the very choice itself perpetuates the perception of duality and maintains the illusion. Within the illusion, there must be both light and darkness.
The illusion is transcended in unity. Neutrality neutralizes karma. The neutral perspective– which acknowledges the full spectrum of each polarity but gives precedence to none– does not generate karma through its actions. (The Buddha’s middle way.)
Duality requires judgment. Judgment determines what is ‘good’ or ‘bad.’ Such determinations very literally create the illusion. In unity, there is no ‘good’ or ‘bad;’ there is only what is. Judgment tries to determine what should not be. It is a fool’s errand. We are creators only– in unity. When we attempt to become destroyers, we become mired in the falsity of dualistic perception.
Phew! That’s our general situational update. Now, let’s get to this specific moment in time.
We are rapidly coming to a place of neutrality. In our everyday experience, we are learning again and again that dualistic judgments ultimately don’t solve anything. They perpetuate and exacerbate our difficulties instead. But as we maintain a neutral perspective which allows what is to simply be what is and refuse to engage ourselves in biased choices of denial and/or destruction, we begin to reclaim, step-by-step, our individual sovereignty.
Sovereignty disengages us from the illusion. We acknowledge its existence, but through neutrality, we begin to step outside of the illusion. Only sovereigns may engage in true unity consciousness. That’s what we’ve been doing.
Sovereignty requires us to break everything down to the individual level. We become only ourselves– without the garments and disguises of duality’s deceptions. As only ourselves– without any external props of false power and prestige, without hierarchy of any kind– we finally identify with Source. We are Source– all of us, equally– and there is no longer any need to define ourselves by dualistic means (preferences, biases and denials). We’ve played that game already; collectively, we are fully saturated with that experience. It’s time to dissolve the illusion.
We made the decision collectively to dissolve the illusion long ago– years ago already– but habits of perception die hard. We’re watching the breakdown now. The most perceptive among us (likely most TOURS members) are realizing our sovereignty and learning how to maintain it through the neutral perspective. Your emotional nature should now be coming fully under control– self-control. That is a sign of sovereignty, neutrality; you cannot be swayed by dualistic arguments which attempt to force you into choosing ‘this’ over ‘that.’ Fear has no hold over those who identify with Source.
In the meantime, all those who cling to dualistic judgment as the means to navigating the illusion remain steeped in heavy karma. We see it playing out everywhere! The only way to overcome fear is through facing it head-on, experiencing it. Everyone is being stripped bare… until they realize sovereignty on their own, until they choose neutrality, until they realize the absolute verity of unity… an identity with Source.
We are all one. Deny it all you like… and remain in the time-bound illusion. Act from a position of neutrality in every moment and unity consciousness will pretty much assemble itself. That is the nature of consciousness… and here we are.
Message To/From the TOURS #17 Presence and Identity… And the Jenna Mae Initiative
by nielskunze on September 9, 2014
Ego tends to look upon the world as a problem to be solved.
There is a mystery, certainly, begging to be explored…
But there is no problem.
As above… so below.
There’s a direct correlation/reflection between how identity (ego) relates to Presence (soul/psyche) and how the “objective universe” (consensus) relates to All That Is (totality).
Yikes! Sorry about the preceding sentence; there’s an awful lot packed into it… but I guess that’s what the space below is for– unpacking. But before we even get there, I’ll point out one more similar correlation and that is the relationship between our active DNA and the vast repository of so-called “junk” DNA. Okay, here we go!
Identity Versus Presence
Youth is all about trying to build healthy egos. And yes, there is such a thing as a healthy ego. I have never subscribed to the notion that on the spiritual path egos are strictly taboo or something to be eradicated.
In our youthful lust for ego we tend to get lost in the quest for identity because we so strongly identify with our egos. Have you ever noticed how attached young people tend to be to their preferences and their dislikes? “I absolutely love this… but I hate that… and I always will!” In so doing, youth seeks to define a self that is made up of momentary preferences… and then often regards them mistakenly as eternal and absolute… paving the way for later difficulties.
Ego is a mask; identity is a costume; you have a role to play, and you need to act the part. You’re free to paint the mask however you wish, free to sew whatever costumes suit your fancy, and you can act out those preferences with as much conviction as you desire. But none of that is what you are… in any real sense.
Any label or name-tag you might paste to your chest has no bearing on the essence of what you are. Poor, christian, housewife… whatever– these are all temporary conditions that are overlaid upon your essence… by choice. And there’s no problem with that at all, until you begin to seriously identify with the name-tags. Remember, you are very definitely NOT these things!
You are an infinite Presence, a consciousness behind the countless masks you may choose to wear, the wearer of God’s own wardrobe of costumes, exploring all of the roles that you choose to examine. There is no need to pin your identity down, to stuff it into a tight little box… for the convenience of others. Neatly-packaged identities are too easily dismissed. “Oh, you’re one of those…” Whatever that means.
Consensus Versus All That Is
And just as this is the case for individual human beings, it is the very same for the world at large. In our youthful ignorance as a species, we have liked to say how the world is. “The world is this way… but definitely not that way… and what you’re talking about is just plain impossible!” The very same makeup and finery we’ve used to dress up our egos we’ve then projected upon the world.
There is a consensus. There is an aspect or a portion of this quantum reality which we’ve unconsciously agreed to experience in a uniform manner; it’s the same for everybody. That’s what “Newtonians” refer to as the objective universe. It is, of course, no such “thing.” It is merely our agreement to experience a portion of the infinite quantum potential in a consistent, congruent manner. It is a shared dream. Compared to all that’s available, it is but the tiniest fraction of reality. And that’s no problem at all… until some of us– many of us– decide that that’s all there is, or that’s all there is of any real significance.
Then we get stuck in an unconscious agreement which no longer serves our growth potential. Welcome to the slow apocalypse. We’re breaking down that rigid ego-structure now… for ourselves and the world. Just as is true for ourselves, the world does not need to be pinned down into an unyielding identity, crammed into a box of finite understanding. Yes, the world is these things we’ve discovered… but it’s so very much more as well! The exploration must continue.
The Power to Act
Ego acts in the world according to the rules of the consensus. A person who strongly identifies with the accoutrements of ego is very likely to believe in the absolute– and quite mistaken– reality of an objective universe. As such, their power to act in the world is very limited. Egos are pretty good at filling the gas tank and paying the electrical bill.
Presence acts in the world according to the rules of the heart. A person whose identity is a nebula in the space of infinite potential has the power to recreate the world. Such a person knows that the world is not defined by any absolute “isness.” The quantum field is ever in flux and always available. Presence is always free to redefine its relationship to any aspect of all that is.
Ego is bound; Presence is free.
When attempting to change the world, it is important to operate from a place of Presence rather than ego. Ego tends to stretch itself very thin along the lines of linear time. It flits continuously from past to future, hardly ever alighting upon the only true moment of Now. Presence however, as the name suggests, can only enter reality in the Now… and knows this without question.
As embodied human beings, the breath is our immediate and always-available connection to the Now. As we simply focus our attention upon the breath, our Presence enters the space from which to act.
Allow the breath to be centered in the heart, drawing inhalations from the inward direction. And with each exhalation allow the Presence drawn from the inward direction to expand outwardly, filling one’s aura within the Now. Bring one of the heart virtues (forgiveness, appreciation, compassion, understanding, valor, or humility) to colour the aura according to the task at hand. Feel the virtue as a vibration; this may take some practice. And from there, be prepared to receive inspiration as to exactly how to act in order to “change the world” according to your intent. Just by bringing Presence into the world in such a manner often and consistently will hasten the positive shift we crave.
Jenna Mae’s Initiative
What I’ve so briefly described above is meant to be played with, experimented upon. An excellent suggestion for doing just that was given to me yesterday by one of my friends. I love it when great ideas come from others! Here’s the comment Jenna Mae posted beneath my current Facebook profile pic:
“If I hug a tree in the forest here and you hug a tree in the forest there.. Somewhere between the roots and soil from my tree and the roots and soil from your tree, we connect, right? So it’s like I’m getting a Niels hug from a tree.. Let’s do that. I need a hug today.”
It just so happens that I have a “Hugging Tree” along the path of my daily walk. Incidentally, Jenna has been introduced to it. I live in British Columbia and Jenna lives in Saskatchewan. We’re about a nine-hour drive apart. I completed the hug today on my daily walk in the Forest… or rather, my Presence completed it.
My further suggestion is that we can all do likewise wherever we are on the planet in order to share a group hug with each other daily. The trees are quite happy to be our intermediaries in this endeavour. I will make a point to continue the practice everyday. I welcome and encourage everyone– whether a TOURS member or not– to get in on the action. As we practice, we may even get some startling glimpses into the special perception of Unity Consciousness.
Happy hugging!
The Daily Forest Report September 8, 2014 Sacred Space
by nielskunze on September 8, 2014
For many, the challenge of these times has been to ‘hold space’ for transformational energies to bring about change.
(Labyrinth by Happy The Man from their 3rd album “Better Late…” recorded at “the band house” in 1979 and released on CD in 1989)
Like air rushing into a vacuum, magick rushes in to fill the unspoken and irresistible invitation created by sacred space. And we all want a little magick in our lives.
If you designate or otherwise create sacred space, magick can’t help but attend that space… and the very nature of magick is to enchant and delight.
Now, following up from the last Forest Report, I need to clarify that Sitka definitely did NOT kill the beaver whose tail I received. Even the intrepid Munkie Dunky couldn’t possibly kill an adult beaver and remove its tail without sustaining a scratch or getting covered in blood. No, Sitka is just an opportunist whose forte is scavenging. I don’t know what befell the beaver’s fate.
The ‘gift’ has already proven itself magickally… as a navigation device in the DreamRealms. Yesterday, as we returned to the place at the Purple Cliff where Sitka presented me with Beaver’s gift, I made some permanent arrangements to place it within safe-keeping forevermore.
This is the Purple Cliff… by the river.
And this is the talisman as I left it the day before. The carrion beetles are amazingly efficient at sniffing such things out and properly dealing with them. (Carrion beetles must be German, I think.)
For the past week or more, Raven has been gently harassing us, but I hadn’t figured out what he was talking about.
Now that I’ve buried the beaver tail along with the ‘oiled quill’ from Raven, the Forest’s sensibilities seem to be satisfied. They now reside permanently beneath the Purple Cliff… and my forays into the Dreamtime are exquisitely guided and clear. I anticipate that there will be much to report on this front in the coming days and months.
The Mesa is sacred space by default– it was created that way. It is my task to maintain it as such… and share it with the world. The upcoming event, the Concert for Bigsquatch, is the establishment and sharing of just that.
These additional views from the Mesa are intended as inspiration. Please consider joining me on the night of September 23rd– the Libra new moon. All are welcome.
The sacredness of the space on the Mesa will be reinforced with a salt-line perimeter and a sacred heart-fire at its centre. I will audio and video record the event for everyone. My twelve-string guitar will be tuned to A=432 Hz. I will spend the night physically grounded to the Earth via a buried grounding rod and an earthing pad.
We will attempt to link the Jenna Mae Initiative (the tree-hugging network) to the sacred Dreamtime. Everyday, as I commune with the Hugging Tree, I am pleasantly astounded at the level of ‘heart-melt energy’ that is building through our combined efforts. We are sharing sacred space with each other.
The goal is to eventually reclaim the entire planet as Sacred Space!
(And just one final note: I know it’s pretty cool having a beaver tail as a Dreamtime navigation tool and talisman, but please do not go out and try to procure such a device for yourself. There was a confluence of very unlikely circumstances which brought this one into my possession. To go out and deliberately kill a beaver for its magickal tail would render the gift ineffectual and offensive!)
Simply go about creating your own sacred space in any manner that suits you… and the magick will undoubtedly fulfill its obligation to bless you abundantly. Any space can be made sacred… and especially that space around you which you carry with you everywhere you go. Fill out the light of your aura from your heart and you will always walk in sacredness… and magick will be your constant companion!
I hope to see you on the 23rd.
The Daily Forest Report September 6, 2014 A Powerful Talisman from the Architect of Dreams
by nielskunze on September 6, 2014
Sometimes, as I’m walking, I have the next Forest Report pretty much composed in my head… and then something happens that changes everything! Perhaps tomorrow I’ll return to the message in my head, but for now…
(New York Dream’s Suite– edited for time– by Happy the Man from their 1977 self-titled debut album)
It’s utterly impossible to predict what Sitka will return with from her ventures into the deep forest. This one was so bizarre and unexpected that even when directly confronted with the evidence, it took me a moment to realize what I was being presented with.
During recent walks, Sitka has developed a habit of leaving the group near the end of the journey by the river. As the rest of us take the upper path, she continues exploring along the river’s edge and then rejoins us at the Purple Cliff. No big deal.
This time, at the Purple Cliff, as she scooted by me, I noticed something rather large hanging from her mouth. She knows I’m going to ask to see what she’s got, and never hesitates to lay it at my feet.
At first glance, I thought she had just retrieved the old sole from someone’s abandoned shoe…
Upon closer inspection however, I quickly realized that I was being gifted with a beaver’s tail! Didn’t see that one coming!
Twenty years ago there were many beavers in the area. There was evidence of their activity down by the river for as long as I have visited Dutch Creek, but they eventually made their home up above in the swamp, constructing a series of at least a dozen beaver ponds. About fifteen years ago, Forestry upgraded the road crossing the swamp and knocked holes in all of their dams, draining all their ponds. (I guess forestry’s all about harvesting trees and NOT preserving the habitats of declining species!) The family of beavers, whom I used to visit often, left the area.
Beaver is the Master Architect of Dreams. His mastery of the watery element is due mainly to his iconic tail. It took me awhile to realize the full import of what I’d been given. After researching and pondering the subject for a bit, I figured that I’d been given a tool for navigating the DreamRealms… so last night I tried it out.
As I went to sleep, I stated my intention to meet up with an estranged friend… in the DreamRealms. It worked! I found him… easily. Can you imagine how exciting that is? I now have a magical talisman to help guide my dreams along the lines of my chosen intent. It doesn’t automatically make my dreams any more lucid, but it works perfectly as a compass guiding me through the Infinite Imagination. This is an exciting new tool to work with!
I didn’t take the actual physical tail home with me, but I accepted it symbolically… wholeheartedly.
This may be the best gift I’ve ever gotten! Thanks Sitka… and Beaver!
The Daily Forest Report September 3, 2014 The Big Badass Who Cried Wolf
by nielskunze on September 3, 2014
The way is opening up… for those who care to look.
(The Great Men– edited for time constraints, by Echolyn from their 3CD-set A Little Nonsense 1989 to 2000)
Our western mainstream media is the most propagandized on the planet. Most can see it clearly now, as the daily news narrative breaks down into nonsense and noise, losing focus and coherence– other than the incessant cries of “Putin is evil! Putin is a liar! Putin must be stopped!” and “ISIS is the Devil… crawled out from a hole in the desert, fully funded and armed to the teeth!” And ebola… hardly merits even a mention.
Fortunately, the only demographic in the west wherein the majority still believes that the mainstream media is providing the balanced truth is the category of 65 and older. Only the oldest– most habituated– segment of society is uncritically parroting the mainstream memes. Everyone else is at least taking a peak at the other perspectives fleshed out on the internet daily… which is not to say that whatever is printed on the internet necessarily has merit, but it’s better to gain the perspective of a handful of half-truths than to blindly follow a single blatant lie.
Coyote rubs elbows with the Devil. Trickery is their mutual forte. Although this recent deposit from Coyote is fresh, it lacks substance; it’s all fluff, ready to be dispersed by the wind.
The Devil talks a good game– mostly. But there comes a time when the world just shakes its head and says “Enough!” Indeed, the public has a short memory span, but as the lies are caught out daily, even the severely hypnotized begin to catch on. “Hey, it’s all just a long string of lies. Why should we believe you this time?” Why indeed?
If only it was merely a cute little boy crying wolf too often, we might forgive and extend the benefit of the doubt one more time. But when it’s the Big Badasses of the western elite… well, even your shit lacks substance at this point! Stop the war-mongering, and seek real solutions… for once.
We’re into crunch time now. Expect the Devil to throw a huge hissy-fit… but please don’t fall for it. He’s going to try to look really ugly and really scary, but unless you’re meeting him in person and can verify his tale, don’t believe a lying word he says.
Fear is the only real enemy.
The Daily Forest Report August 31/September 1, 2014 Concert for Bigsquatch
by nielskunze on August 31, 2014
(Handful of Sand by my band, Missing Peace, composed by Niels in the mid-nineties. Over the years I’ve been surprised how many people recognize that Robert Pirsig’s Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance was the inspiration for this song.)
I was thinking about playing my guitar in the woods…
…and Hawk called to me three times. I wondered if it was time to begin the Tale of the Ancient Sorcerers, as it was Hawk’s tale to tell. I only saw her briefly, through the shadows in the treetops. She refused my offer of another photo op.
Rather, she affirmed that it is time for an announcement. It’s my announcement, not hers. It’s been in the back of my mind all summer, ever since I encountered the Bigsquatch prints in the spring. I want to do a concert for Bigsquatch on the Mesa, an overnighter… with guitar(s).
I’ve always wanted to camp on the Mesa. It’s such a powerful spot.
There are views onto about thirty different mountain peaks from the Mesa…
The above pic looks back upon the Resort below which my house is located… down from the ski hill.
But this side of the Valley feels more like home.
Two friends and I assembled this fire pit on the Mesa during the solar eclipse in May of 2012. It’s never been used. There’s been many campfire bans. With recent rains and more on the way, we should be good to go.
So here’s the plan:
Tuesday, September 23, 2014 to Wednesday, September 24, 2014
I will camp on the Mesa
during the New Moon (00:14)
in a sacred circle… energetically cleansed and protected
with my guitar
and I will play and sing
for the Forest
and the Sasquatch People’s ears
and I will sing and play to the fire
and I invite you to join me
so you can play and sing too
to the fire and the moon…
Renew…
Re-Spirit
Unburden from our miscreations
Sharing, seeding our new creations…
New Moon intentions…
And then in a fortnight,
when the moon is full
and in eclipse
We’ll do it all again.
I will bring along some sacred beers made with wildcrafted items from the Mesa and surrounds. And perhaps some other sacred herbs and such…
But sshhh… don’t tell anybody. That’s just between you and me.
Followup On Yesterday’s Pain
by nielskunze on August 30, 2014
This is just a quick followup to yesterday’s Forest Report, where I relayed my near immobility.
Thanks for your concern, People! And your well-wishing. It’s nearly back to normal now.
This has been typical. Intense pain visits for about a day and a half… and then fades away slowly, mirroring how it gradually came on in the first place. I’m definitely in the fading part now.
And for those who don’t really know me, no, I didn’t go to the doctor’s. As a 48-year-old adult I have only been to the doctor’s twice… and each time I felt the visit was pretty much useless. When issues like these come up, I know how to speed the process along, and also how to effectively manage pain.
Pictured above is kratom– the leaf of a tropical plant from Malaysia. Anyone having difficulty managing pain might want to look into this wonderful plant. I use kratom frequently, mostly for its pleasant euphoric effect. Ingesting a few grams of the powdered leaf is very much like a mild ecstasy trip.
Yesterday, before my walk, I took about ten grams with water, followed by three aspirin. I don’t do aspirin often. I’ve definitely had less than 100 aspirin tablets in my life. The pain was severe and unrelenting however, so I felt justified. It worked like a charm. For the next four hours I felt terrific. Once the analgesics wore off, the shoulder pain had reduced to just a dull but tolerable ache. Yay!
Something else I used large doses of during these last three days were metabolic enzymes. Pain always involves inflammation in the body. Wherever there’s pain, there’s some kind of inflammation. Metabolic enzymes taken on an empty stomach reduce inflammation throughout the body systemically.
And nutritionally, in order to provide my body with the most complete and easily absorbable food I know of, I doubled my daily dose of Ocean’s Alive marine phytoplankton. I also made sure to take my whole-lemon lemonade along with spirulina , chlorella and hemp hearts on each of these three days.
When something comes along, I ramp up the nutrition and cleansing at the very first signs. Often it results in an acute crisis lasting a day to a day and a half… and then it quickly fades. Preventative medicine is, so far, the only kind for me.
The Daily Forest Report August 29, 2014 In Silence Shouts the Forest’s Solace
by nielskunze on August 29, 2014
It’s getting intense, no?
With oiled quill I write…
The first thing I need to report is my near incapacity to even write this post. My right arm has mostly gone offline. I type exclusively with my right hand… so this hurts… a lot!
The crazy thing is that I’m pretty much used to this sort of thing. Once a year for the last decade or so, I experience these utterly causeless pains in the soft tissue in various places throughout my body– usually my lower back, my neck or my shoulder (usually the right).
For a couple of days I can feel it coming on, building to an excruciating crescendo. That’s where I am now. The centre and front deltoids of my right shoulder are completely inflamed and 90% unusable. And before you ask, I didn’t do anything. It comes out of nowhere, placing me into forced partial immobility. And then, typically, after a day or two, it just fades away.
The Forest says that it’s all part of the recalibration process for higher functioning. Right now it feels like my entire right arm is being reattached to my heart centre– after being torn from its socket. I’m right-handed, so this has something to do with my capacity for doing sacred work in the world– without trying to carry the entire world on my shoulders constantly!
The Trees offer sweet relief in every moment. They’re very excited about the light grid we’ve begun to energize through our tree-hugging efforts, also known as the Jenna Mae Initiative. As awakened humans connect with the natural life-force antennas of the planet, our intentions for peace and sovereignty are energized, enlivened.
This is the ‘forest’ the controllers have been using for their divide-and-conquer agenda.
And this is ours. Advantage us. Every attempt has been made to eliminate Nature’s entangled diversity through clear-cutting and replanting with uniformly spaced monocultures… but still the wild places endure and beg our deeper engagement.
The trees, the Forests are working with us, shouting their encouragement in every moment. They are incorruptible, powerful and wise. They are the most patient and potent allies we could ever hope for.
Pour your love for the Earth into a tree near you… and we will all heal this experience together.
The Daily Forest Report August 27, 2014 Buzzard’s Return
by nielskunze on August 27, 2014
There’s something on the horizon; you can see it written in the sky.
The past week in the Forest has been quiet. It hasn’t been an eery silence at all; rather, it’s been the kind of silence like when you’re watching a movie with the kids and they keep whispering “What’s going on?” and you just raise your finger to your lips… ’cause you know that everything will become clear in a moment. “Just watch.”
For a month or more, daily interactions with the various raptors had become the norm. Hawk, Eagle, Osprey and even Owl were inserting themselves into these Reports, bespeaking a new alliance… and fierce progress.
As I remarked to friends, there was one who was conspicuously absent for quite some time though. And yesterday he showed up.
(Buzzard by Armageddon from their self-titled 1975 album– edited for time constraints and selected for obvious reasons: name of the song as well as of the band)
In yesterday’s Oracle Report, the phrase ‘the road less traveled’ was mentioned a couple of times. And here I have to give the dogs full credit of discovery. At a point nearing the end of our regular walk, there’s a fork in the road where we almost always take the high road. This time, all three dogs were insistent that we take the lower road back down to the river, and rather than call them back, I just followed.
It’s a place where the river lies down below a steep embankment of twenty or thirty feet. As soon as I arrived on the scene trailing the dogs, a massive turkey vulture flew up from beneath the embankment. It was one of several– the largest, whose wingspan was easily greater than mine!
I’ve always looked upon Turkey Vulture as an excellent omen– despite his frightening appearance! He is the most silent, the most impressive and the most graceful flier of all the raptors.
He is well adapted to his task of cleaning up the rotting remains of the dead and dying. His featherless head– looking very much like a chaffed and raw elbow with eyes and nostrils– is perfectly suited to thrusting deep inside even the foulest corpse… in order to claim and recycle the very tastiest bits.
Turkey Vulture is the keeper of the New Vision for the Earth. Last summer he spiralled high in the sky frequently, drawing our imaginations upwards. Then he left for a time so that we could get things in order here at the surface. Well, the buzzard has landed. The cleanup begins in earnest.
The consensus– with which Turkey Vulture concurs– is that the Controllers– those who would rule through fear and mayhem– are in the process of self-destruction. “Just give them enough rope, and they will quietly hang themselves.” Their desperate acts are seen for what they are– pathetic attempts at mass manipulation, but they receive very little traction anymore.
The public is slow to learn, but what has been undeniably demonstrated again and again is that violence solves nothing. Humanity is hungry for new solutions… for the same-old, same-old has proven tedious and well, idiotic.
The despots are still running rampant, but the vultures are circling. By their own actions, their time is coming to a rapid close. Further acts of desperation are still likely, but they will only frighten and confuse the sleepiest of the hypnotized masses. Their clumsy machinations will lie exposed in a heap of unrelenting questions… and then the stinking, rotting corpse will be dismembered… to become just so much buzzard poo.
The Daily Forest Report August 25, 2014 In Duality The Question & the Answer Co-Create Each Other
by nielskunze on August 25, 2014
A little bit of Reality 101…
(Meaning and the Moment by Echolyn from their 3-CD set A Little Nonsense 1989-2000)
Changing of seasons… changing of worlds…
I still find the occasional raspberry, but the season is pretty much done. The high bush cranberries are gone now too… but I did manage to find about ten times more of them this year over last. If next year we can have a tenfold increase again… then I can capture them in a brew.
The puffballs are back now that the rains have returned.
They’re not very big, but they’re tasty enough.
Now it’s choke cherries and rose hips. The choke cherries are quite popular among the birds, so there’s fierce competition as they come into full ripeness, losing all bitterness and astringency. The rose hips are fat and abundant… and so far they seem devoid of the maggoty things from last year. No extra protein for me… oh well!
Dragonfly’s iridescence is a trick of the light; the dualistic nature of reality is likewise a trick of the light.
“Consciousness is singular, seamless and the full creator of the show. Ego was created to hide the moment-to-moment magic of your ongoing creational abilities. It all comes from you as you entangle with the quantum field… but you can’t see it… because you strongly identify with ego.
“Ego is a lens through which the portion of Reality you are currently prepared to work with is focused (‘created’). The ‘reality’ of your world of experience presents itself as a mystery to be solved. As you solve it, you detach from your identification with ego.
“In duality– the realm created by the false separation of ego from the conscious totality– your thinking presents questions to which experience provides answers. The ‘answers’ reside in the undifferentiated consciousness– the seamless inner totality… but they are not ‘answers’ as such until ego poses the question.
“Consciousness contains all that is. Whatever is, exists in consciousness… is consciousness. You find the continual need to question (the basis for linear time) because you have lost touch (identification) with your own totality. The lens of ego poses questions as you redefine Reality in dualistic terms– an exercise you chose.
“It seems inordinately complex. It is simple. All the answers you seek are exactly what you are… have always been. You carry it all inside yourself every moment… and project it outwards in various time streams. You are unaware of the projection… and that is forever your own blameless choice.”
Um, thanks Dragonfly. Might need to read than one over a couple more times!