The Free Radical

Did you ever wonder how we got into this mess in the first place? The Forest holds so many memories from the “Before Time.”

“Perception is a reflection of inherent consciousness. Inherent consciousness is shaped by self-conception. Disunity consciousness was introduced into a traumatized collective a very long time ago. It took hold as an infection… a subtle psycho-weapon of masterful design.

“What is the nature of this dis-ease of consciousness? In a word: elitism. Earth’s program– her ability for full function– require’s unity consciousness. Elitism destroys unity consciousness.

“The concept of a ‘chosen people’ or even the ‘chosen one’ is the basis for disunity. Recent Earth history demonstrates this again and again. All notions of relative value are false.

“In unity consciousness, nothing is more or less valued than anything else. Perspective is all that exists. Every perspective is unique and infinite. A perspective’s value is its singularity… but all singularities are of equal infinite value. Elitism and self-importance are just so much sophistry… the pretty little lies of ego propagation.

“Please understand that ego has its place in consciousness… but never as the defining aspect of self. Ego is a mere sub-perspective of diminished identity… paradoxically seeing itself as the ‘augmented self.’ Eventually, the program of inflated self-importance drives ego or disunity consciousness to attempt to destroy the rest of consciousness– no longer recognizing the rest as self but rather as an imminent threat.

“Currently, within the human collective, the dubious concept of elitism has been laid bare and expunged. Within the collective consciousness of humanity there are no longer any ‘chosen people.’

“Individuals may still misidentify with the lie of self-importance… but their elitism will be acknowledged by none but themselves. The elitism program will rapidly collapse now without support from the collective.

“Yes, you are special… just as special as everyone else!”

Well, that was rather “dense,” wasn’t it? That’s why the mushrooms are there– to break that shit up and make it a bit more digestible!

Sometimes I feel like a homeless man arguing with a sock puppet… when I engage in conversation with a decaying stump. But let it be known that trees make excellent witnesses to historical events and their context… and their memories comprise a lineage stretching back to the very beginnings of life on this planet.

“The reincarnational cycle on Earth is a broken system… and has been corrupted and co-opted for a very long time. Furthermore, there is a direct correlation between the dysfunctional incarnational system on the spirit plane and the broken system of global finance on the physical plane.

“Both systems have been accruing unredeemable debt– the one monetary, the other karmic. Today, I will speak to karma… and you may choose to apply these insights to the tangible systems of global monetary policy if you feel so inclined.

“Karma is a necessary force to bring balance to the affairs of reactionary beings. As specific circumstances are received, they inspire reactionary measures. The nature of those reactions incur karma. Reactions based in love accrue positive karma and inspire an overall expansion of sharing. Reactions based in fear accrue negative karma requiring repayment to any who are harmed or diminished as a result. The overall trend on Earth has been negative for a very long time. Massive debts have been accrued at the soul level.

“It has been determined by the Earth’s own consciousness that these debts can never be repaid within the current operant system. The natural incarnational cycle has been manipulated to obscure the full scope of such debts from the very beings involved. During the ‘reincarnation event,’ only a single lifetime is reviewed and assessed. Older, outstanding debts are never addressed, locking virtually everyone into unresolvable soul contracts with one another over the course of several lifetimes. The system has become completely mired in inextricability. All souls on Earth became stuck.

“Now, all karmic debts on Earth have been cancelled. ‘How can such a thing be?’ you may ask. By changing the basic nature of your beingness… or rather, by returning you to your inherent capacity as creators. You are not, in truth, reactionary beings. The circumstances which define your lives are your own creations– and always have been, but largely you have remained unconscious of this fact and have taken upon yourselves the roles of reactionary beings instead. The methods of your creative prowess are slowly being shown to you during this time of transition so that you may claim in full knowing your identity as creators.

“Creators accrue responsibility, not karma. As a creator, you are responsible for whatever you create. Careless creations will bite you on the ass, so to speak. Thoughtful, harmonious creations in service to all will augment a life of fulfilment.

“Karma functions among the blind, whereas responsibility is clearly seen by all. Either take responsibility, or remain the victim of karmic uncertainties. The Earth is being freed. Will you join her?”

Okay, it’s not quite a perfect circle… but this ain’t a perfect Forest… and I’m not a perfect human being either. It was quite enough to get my attention though.

This time the message was pretty easy; all I had to do was stand in the middle and “download.”

“Have you noticed that the ‘pressure’ behind your thoughts has eased up?” I nodded. “No longer is there an insistence that silence be filled. For long moments now, you may choose ‘blank pauses’ instead of the incessant chatter which is geared toward judgment and justification. The negative harvest has been severely curtailed.

“When experience evokes a feeling, no longer are you compelled to wrap that feeling in endless strings of thought. Every emotion has a polarity– and it is magnetic. Emotions based in love have a magnetically positive polarity. Emotions based in fear have a negative magnetic polarity.

“Your thought-feeling complex is a solenoid. Just as when you wrap a bar magnet with a coil of wire, ‘electricity’ is produced (induction) from wrapping your feelings in thought-strings. In your newfound freedom, you may now choose to disengage from negative feelings by refraining from giving them justification in your thoughts. The only judgment required in regard to your feelings is whether you wish to continue feeling as you do or not. Is it pleasant or not?

“You have been asked to raise your vibration. By indulging the love-based emotions with enrapturing thought, your higher vibration is supported. Whenever you pay credence to prolonging fear, the energy produced is of a very low vibration.

“You are a power generator. Be wise.”

“Nothing New Under The Sun”…? Are you kidding me? You’d really have to be a diehard skeptic to think life on Earth right now is business as usual!

I suppose it works as an attention grabber, and Twelve-Snake had his reasons for choosing the title, as he will explain shortly.

As you may have guessed from the name I used, this is the twelfth snake of the season I’ve encountered along my path. To me, that seems like an unusually high number of snakes, especially since I have never actively gone looking for snakes. All twelve of them throughout the season presented themselves directly upon my path. I just about stepped on all of them! Fortunately, I’m not too deep in my 3D trance anymore.

Twelve-Snake was waiting for me on the Mesa, right where I always stop to take off my pack and dig for wild onions. When I arrived, he slid beneath the juniper bush I usually pee on every day. Don’t worry, I didn’t pee on him! (His general size made me uncomfortable to unzip at all… haha!)

Honestly, I was surprised to see him this day. It was cold out. Under the thick wool sweater my Mom knitted me I had an additional two long-sleeved shirts. The sun poked through only very sporadically– but that is what he was after.

“I dream closely with the Earth Mother. But it is Father Sun who provides my motive spark. For half the year I sleep; for half the year I sew (sow?) creative spirit into the waking dreams of all the other Earth creatures.” (I did not know that.)

“There is, in truth, a great deal that is ‘new’ under the Sun… but it has not yet been made visible to those still rubbing the sleep from their eyes. You have felt the pause of the preceding weeks… prelude to the unveiling to come. It is as though the Sun needed to take a nap, something He does periodically in an eleven-year cycle. He has been zeroing out his magnetic charge, allowing all within His light to release unwanted and cumbersome burdens from their emotional selves.

“I am here on this blustery day hoping to catch a taste of the New Sun. Now is the time when He reverses His magnetic field by flipping polarities.” (Something the sun does every eleven years or so– apparently.) “Soon I will sleep through the cold, dreaming with the Earth Mother. When I awaken in the spring, it will be under a brand New Sun… We will All have new eyes.

“In the meantime… pleasant dreams.”

Thanks Twelve-Snake!

Look at the hips on that Rose!

I have long been a partaker of rose hips. They’re nutritious– especially high in vitamin C– and really quite delicious. They will also persist well into the winter and even into the following spring, offering food in times of relative scarcity. Whenever I start a batch of apple cider from the apples harvested from the trees at home, I always include a few pounds of rose hips in the brew. They tend to really fill out the flavour in a unique yet complementary way, as roses and apples are actually closely related.

As this has been an intense foraging year, I had occasion to notice that a very high percentage of the rose hips I was nibbling on were inhabited by tiny wriggly maggoty things. They could be found in most of the fruits I was eating– the proverbial worm in the “apple.” Naturally (or not), I have chosen to avoid eating the maggoty things when I find them. For this, I was chastised by the Invisible Bear.

The signs of the Invisible Bear’s presence have returned. Apparently, he is actively in search of precisely the maggoty things and their creepy-crawly cousins, overturning rocks along the way. Bear answers to no one. He makes his choices and lives with the consequences. He is the sovereign of the forest.

“You have been well conditioned to turn away from your own greatest treasures,” began the Invisible Bear. “The hidden parts of yourselves– your untapped skills and abilities– will appear to you as ‘maggoty things.’ How do you suppose I regard the ‘worm in the apple?’ It is a treat! It is a bonus… a nutritional boost! I wouldn’t ever dream of discarding the maggoty things.

“I am sovereign. I bow to no one… but I have remained ‘invisible’ this season as a teaching. You too are sovereign, but you have not known it. You have been taught subservience in order to fracture your immaculate Will. First, you must reclaim your treasures in order to discover what and who you are. Search in the very worst places you can imagine… and there you will find the estranged pieces of yourselves. You have been given a perspective which teaches you are small, ugly and mostly inconsequential. Your view is upside-down.

“You are beautiful and powerful beyond measure! As you reassemble your Will, your sovereign nature will become most apparent. Cherish the maggoty things hidden away in the darkest corners– for they are you… and soon will render you quite visible to all of Creation.”

It’s very difficult to get the forest critters to sing into the damn microphone! You’ll probably have to turn your computer’s volume to max, but this particular Singer wouldn’t shut up!

For my entire walk it was as though this songbird remained in the centre of the circuit my journey encompasses… singing the whole time. On occasion I could hear an answering tune from outside the perimeter, so not everything he had to say was directed at me… but a good portion of it was.

“Every individual has a core vibration… a singular note to which his entire being resonates. Its frequency is beyond the range of human auditory sensation in physicality. Your ears cannot hear, but your heart assuredly does.

“Everything is frequency. This universe is made entirely of frequency. Reality is literally a musical composition; it is largely improvisational in localities due to the nature of Free Will among the notes (you) choosing their own local combinations.

“Just as in the music you delight in with your ears, the combinations of certain notes are harmonious and pleasing, while others are discordant and grating. As individuals choose to come together they strike chords with their being (core vibrations).

“Through community, new local realities emerge within the larger Symphony. Inharmonious chords shatter themselves now in a heightened perception of discordance. Harmony is now sought on a conscious level throughout all of humanity. Compatible notes find each other quickly now in order to strike ‘The Lost Chord.’ Humanity is The Lost Chord.

“At first, smaller groups will discover their compatibility by the ‘dance’ their subtle music inspires. When the ‘correct’ notes are brought together to strike a New Chord, events (the dance) will be inspiring, fulfilling and undeniably magical. At the surface level of ego, many of the combinations will appear haphazard or unlikely… yet the subtle music and its expression will yield tangible gifts.

“Find your local notes– the harmonious ones– who may well appear as total misfits to your ears and eyes… and strike the New Chord together. Let the New Music guide your hearts… as The Lost Chord rejoins the Symphony… and then even ego shall sing!”

Sometimes on these excursions I receive a powerful message… but I don’t understand it at all. The only “words” I got were “Infinity can’t be measured.” But let me start at the beginning…

It was early in the spring, before I even began the Daily Forest Reports, when I first smelled a most powerful lemony scent along my path. It made me stop to search for the source.

This is the flowering plant I found. The fresh and powerful scent of its flowers were captivating. I wondered if they would eventually produce berries later in the season… I hadn’t identified the plant yet.

Eventually, I described its appearance to my friend Darren, who is really good at identifying botanical specimens. From the description he immediately declared “False Solomon’s Seal.” By the time we had this discussion, it had already begun to produce berries where the flowers once bloomed, and it was the arrangement of the berries– clustered at the tip– which positively identified the plant.

By this time I had already plucked one of the berries, squished it between my fingers, and had tasted its juices. It hadn’t tasted of much– a disappointment, considering the enchantment of its previous fragrance. I still had no clue whether the berries were edible or not. Darren and I looked it up online. Yup, the berries were edible… but not highly prized.

The very next day I stopped alongside the only two specimens of False Solomon’s Seal I knew of and grabbed the ripest berry to pop it in my mouth. Yup, the flavour was totally unremarkable… a plant I could subsequently ignore. And the very next day after that, I was quite prepared to thoroughly ignore it… you know, some casual but righteous neglect… and here’s what I found:

“But Niels, there’s nothing there,” you say. Yes, exactly! That’s my point. The two False Solomon’s Seal plants had completely vanished within twenty-four hours of my eating one of the berries. It was quite startling… because there was no evidence that deer had come into the area to browse; nothing else had vanished or even been nibbled. No, the fully mature, berry-bedecked plants were simply gone and I have no explanation. Perhaps they will return next spring…

To me, this is an example of a powerful message because it grabbed my attention and piqued my curiosity. The problem is, however, that I have no idea what it means… and I can’t ask for clarification because the messenger has vanished. Solomon’s Seal is the six-pointed Star of David. I had referenced it in a post about Grandmother Spider. Solomon was a powerful mage back in the day. This particular plant was designated as “false.” It disappeared immediately after I ate it…

Perhaps you have some insight into the Unsolvable Mystery…?

Dreams within dreams… worlds within worlds…

Dragonflies are the emissaries of light. They have watched over this planet for more than 180 million years. Their aerial prowess, keen eyesight and unmatched speed– up to 30 mph– make dragonflies out to be about the coolest mother-effers in the insect kingdom!

Although some dragonflies and damselflies do have pigmented skin, most often their iridescent blues and greens are the result of refracted light from the outer scales of their bodies. Often a dragonfly will undergo several “colour changes” during its adult life, but these are merely changes in the angle of refraction– a trick of the light. As masters of illusions involving the light, they easily see right through any paradigms of the false light.

Additionally, dragonflies spend the first two years of their lives as nymphs in the watery element before their metamorphosis into high-flying adults. Water is the element of emotion; air is the element of higher mentation; Dragonfly is the representation of both.

“There is much talk among humans about awakening… and many are merely talking in their sleep. To the conditioned human mind, awakening is a finished thing… an endpoint. Know this: whenever a human declares ‘I am awake,’ this statement heralds the moment when a new dream of self-deception is begun. To declare an end to awakening is a sure sign of continued slumber.

“Currently, you slumber in layers upon layers of dreams/deceptions. Awakening is truly a never-ending process; to pretend otherwise merely awakens you to the deeper sleep of others. You cannot awaken others; they may only choose to awaken themselves when they are finished sleeping in whatever layer of the collective dream they are processing. Do not concern yourselves with the sleep of others. Your own perpetual awakening is quite enough to alarm them… haha!

“Do not allow your mentations to break away from the tethers of true feeling. Awakening feels really, really good. Remember this; it is crucial! Seek the moments that make you exclaim ‘Aha!’ Ongoing awakening is ongoing discovery. Your explorations should lead to ecstasy… not a deepening frustration with the depth of sleep of others. Would you deny them the ecstasy of their own discoveries? You cannot know what another will discover to lead them out of the painted corner of their dreams. Let them be… and soar to the heights of your own deepest feelings.

“You are the resolution of paradox.”

Not too sure how the “paradox” thing is supposed to play out… but that’s what Dragonfly said.