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nothing is a miracle, the other as if everything is.”
Albert Einstein.
The eighth step of Advanced Creativity is to intentionally initiate transformations of consciousness.
Summary
* "The Orcas Island Vision"
* Outside the Box.
* April 16th, 1989__ “major energy imprint from Spirit to Earth”.
* The New Consciousness Grid.
* Thoughts are things; thoughts are energy. Emotions are things; emotions are energy.
* Evolving The Energy Artist.
* Expanded Inner Technologies enable the Energy Artist to move energy and matter between various dimensions.
* Genius and Brain States.
* Taking responsibility for our own growth in consciousness.
* Self-security is rooted in our ability to change as needed.
* Your Truth is what you can do__ what you can make happen.
* Dimensional Shifts.
* "The Black Pyramid."
* "Double Identity."
* True Transformations.
* Creating with Energy Alone.
The Orcas Island Vision
Meditation: October 10, 1988: “The partnerships as have been agreed upon shall be called to activation.”
Following Higher Self’s suggestions, I’ve been investigating and releasing from past lives, but sense I’ve overlooked something. I’m guided to Seattle and to Orcas Island in Puget Sound. Melissa, fellow alternative healer, receives a similar message, and she and friend Donna eave from Alaska, as Hal and I drive from Idaho.
We meet at the Red Lion Inn near Sea-Tac for a Psychic Potential seminar sponsored by the Edgar Cayce Association for Research and Enlightenment (A.R.E). At 3 PM, Kevin Ryerson, channel for Shirley MacLaine in her “Out on a Limb” TV series, prepares to channel for the group. I plan to ask about what past life issues I still need to release. But before they begin, the host announces that the unexpectedly large attendance means we must confine our questions to topics of general interest__ personal questions are out. Rats! I’ve come over 700 miles and now cannot submit my request.
Kevin enters an altered state and the entity “John” begins to speak. I’m shocked. I know that voice. I've often heard it in meditation. Then I realize what John is saying: “Rather than past lives, look first to childhood as to what needs to be released.” I feel it’s my personal answer. It’s not from a past life__ it’s something from childhood that I’ve not yet cast aside.
Next day, the four of us head up the Washington coast toward the San Juan Islands ferries. The motel that night is noisy and uncomfortable. Over the next two days, I find no time to meditate on my youth. Planets Saturn and Uranus are about to have their final conjoining on October 18, 1988 at the Galactic Heart Center in the zodiac sign of Sagittarius. Tremendous tension builds up the closer we get to Orcas.
Our first day on Orcas we drive through the Enchanted Forest where I attune to nature spirits. At the local Falstaff Restaurant, the waitress, “Miriam” (my name in several past lives) tells of an article in the Wall Street Journal regarding cults and satanic worship on Orcas Island. Although I’m trained for minor exorcisms and have dealt with dark forces before, I do not care for such healings, and start to feel uneasy about those "partnership agreements” earlier mentioned.
In our room at the West Beach Resort, I’m extremely restless. Throughout the night, nature spirits whisper to me about the area. I sense the tremendously ancient, Lemurian vortex there, centered on nearby Victoria Island, B. C., and it very nearly carries me away. It’s even more intense than the Idaho vortex. The devas tell me how “souls of the seas” gather here regularly, and Druids still practice here. The devas have been waiting a long, long time. They say if I come here to live permanently, I will again be Anchoring the Light and protecting a vortex in an area of great force.
Finally finding some private time, I ask Higher Self: “What, if anything, does this place, Orcas, hold for me and our group?”
Mother Earth responds: “The Vortex here has existed since the beginning of the program. The islands are the tips of ancient mountains and the valleys under the sea are very deep, intensifying the positive and negative polarities to form a powerful energy vortex.
“The Idaho Stargate’s more masculine, volcanic and atomic technological forces complement Orcas’ feminine forces of sea and mountains. Island peaks function much as the so-called ‘capstones’ on the ancient pyramids, but have existed in various forms far longer than the pyramids.”
"A line extended from Orcas, through Arco and onward, indicates a similar type vortex well known to the world in general. Orcas is the feminine, Arco, the masculine. The third vortex represents the balanced and integrated energies.”
(Later, I found that line passes through Colorado Springs, Houston and through the northeast tip of the Yucatan.) That evening at Otter Point Bed and Breakfast, Melissa and I use our crystals to activate the vortex. We drink ginseng tea, meditate, feel peace and love, but nothing much seems to happen.
I awake early next morning__ violently ill. The room is spinning, but not horizontally as does a carousel. On the wall opposite our bed hangs a beautiful white and turquoise Hawaiian Wedding Quilt with a circular pattern. The room spins vertically, causing the quilt to appear as a windmill, whirling in rapid, jerky motions__ click, click, click. My nightgown and sheets are drenched with cold perspiration. My sense of touch is gone, my body numb. I ask body where this disorder is centered. “In the pineal”. I begin vomiting.
I can’t smell or taste, either. When I drink water, the body rapidly expels everything.“I’m getting rid of all of it”, I say, not really understanding what’s releasing. When I try to reach the bathroom, my body lurches from left to right in rapid, short jerks, oddly synchronized with the spinning of the Wedding Quilt. Through the glass doors to the deck, the forest outside also spins. So weak, I can barely stand, I ask Hal to help me to the bathroom.
My sense of time is distorted. Whenever anyone speaks, their words seem to be drawn out over ten minutes when they’re really saying only a few words. By the time I hear the last word, I’ve forgotten what the first one was. Nothing makes sense.
Growing steadily sicker and more disoriented, I fight against panic. I can no longer get out of bed at all. According to the clock beside the bed, hours have passed. Melissa uses my big Vogel quartz crystal to do a healing. It seems to help. I’m calmer, the nausea subsides, but the room still spins, my senses still reel. I’m exhausted. Hal, Melissa and Diane decide I need to rest. I tell them to go outdoors. I’ll be all right after I sleep.
Alone, I pray and meditate for guidance. I know whatever I haven’t yet cleared from childhood is holding me back from fully entering the vortex. But what is it? In desperation, I throw my arms open across the bed as if nailed on a cross, and tell Spirit, “I surrender. I have no idea what’s wrong, and I’m willing to allow anything, if it will just help me get through this."
Suddenly I just “know": the German-American family and community I’d grown up in had highly valued intellectual and cultural attainments. We were encouraged to study hard and develop talents to the fullest. “A healthy mind in a healthy body” was the family motto. Intellect has been my everyday reality mode__ the way I attain a sense of security through the left brain, logical mind. Now I need to “let go” of that dependency.
But how do you stop thinking, analyzing or seeking logical answers? I thought I set my left brain aside during meditations, but that didn’t seem to be enough for this situation. I was still trying to retain enough mental awareness to observe what I contacted so I could later write about it in my Journal.
Now I try over and over again to release all thought from my being. Each time, I feel myself on the very edge of a huge abyss, about to tumble over and down, down, into__ what? And then the left brain fear snatches me back from the edge and I start all over again.
I lose track of how many times I try to surrender my mental security. It’s now past noon. I’ve been sick and dizzy for five hours. Out of desperation that I’ll spend the rest of my life like this, I finally give in completely to whatever is waiting below in that deep whirlpool of infinity. Down, down, down I go__ sucked through into some strange dim realm.
The words, “black hole” ring in my head until I realize I’m analyzing again. But this time, I’m looking down from above onto a deep, dark primeval forest. I see a conical-shaped hut, built upon a three-foot-high platform of earth and covered with shingles made from heavy pieces of bark. There are window-like openings with a sort of “eyebrow” overhang like on thatched English cottages. But this is not England__ it’s someplace__ sometime__ far, far older. A small, hairy, four-foot tall man stands in front of the hut. He wears a cape made of shredded bark hanging down to his heels and holds a wooden staff in his right hand. On his head rests a cone-shaped hat, also of bark. It’s raining__ that kind of steady drizzle that goes on for days. It’s very dark and damp __ a rain forest, perhaps?
But why am I looking at this scene from above? I sense I’m part of a vast group of minds, thinking as One. And as that collective mind, we make an announcement: “THE CREATURES NEED TO CREATE FROM WITHIN THEMSELVES.” I have the notion that once this statement is proclaimed aloud and in concert, it is ordained to manifest in the 3-D world.
Suddenly, the scene shifts. I’m standing in front of a temple made completely of fragrant cedar wood. The building resembles an A-frame rising to a peak several stories high. I step through its open double doors onto an earthen floor swept clean and raked into beautiful patterns. The inside is completely open with circular windows in the eaves’ ends and another at the rooftop. In the center of the room a person wearing a white robe sits meditating or tending the fire in a stone ring on the floor before him. His back is turned to me. But I'm not eager to see this person’s face __ I sense it’s me__ in another time and place.
It all seems strangely familiar, and as the scene dissolves, I begin to sense the room at Otter Point. I open my eyes. The room is still spinning and jerking slightly, but I feel better. My physical senses are returning and, except for the odd visual sensations and an incredible weakness, I seem to be okay again.
Hal returns from the beach. I sleep for three hours. When I awaken, the room no longer spins. I feel fine. I shower, write in my Journal, eat supper, and we watch TV until bedtime.
Next morning, it’s as if nothing has happened. I’m in perfect shape, ready to go home.
Outside the Box
Home again, I decide we did heelp to open the Orcas vortex. In the Lost River Mountains and Valleys, I contacted and studied the structured creative forces of the universe. On Orcas, I encountered instead, an almost complete lack of structure or stability. I had to guide myself and experience entirely through right-brain intuition and the Creative Force. In the years that followed, the Force taught me even greater understanding about Expanded Creativity__ Is our right brain, our feminine intuitive nature, the Common Bond linking our old reality with the new Unity Consciousness reality? And as we transmute between the old and new realities, will we experience a complete lack of structure and stability?
Two months after Orcas Island, Higher Self announced that on April 16th, 1989, there would be a “major energy imprinting from Spirit to Earth”. In January, 1989, Hal's railroad job relocated us to St. Louis, Missouri, and on April 16th, we crossed the Mississippi for the opening of the new museum at Cahokia Mounds State Park, Illinois. In a former lifetime, I helped build that mound (whose base is larger than the Great Pyramid at Giza) and served as a scribe there in the “Cave of the Mouth” 10,000 years earlier. Hal and I viewed models of the museum’s plans for building a life-size replica of the temple that once sat on top of Cahokia’s mound__ it was the cedar temple from the Orcas vision.
In 1971, tests on the east lobe of the Cahokia Mound indicated it was built by people carrying baskets of earth on their backs, as I recalled from my past life. The temple atop the mound had been over fifty feet high, and was thought to be the residence of the rulers or priests. The accompanying slide show pictured a twenty-seven foot deep trench which appeared to be my past life's “Cave of the Mouth”. A “Birdman” clay tablet was found on the mound (Chapter 3. Figure 4), reminiscent of my Closet-Birdwoman experience. That same day, I meditated atop the mound, using the big quartz crystal:
"The New Consciousness Grid is being completed with the Gateway Arch across the river serving as its tuning fork. The grid allows Unity Consciousness to manifest through the sacred sites across the globe, forming an entirely new memory pattern for Earth’s human race. The grids are key resonant patterns for all life, all intelligence and all harmonious energies on this planet. The connecting branches of the energy grid patterns allow for the implantation of thoughtforms as they are created, built up and passed along. The Ark of the Covenant was once inside the Great Mound where a collapsed tunnel and a sacred spring now lie. The Birdman also relates to Easter Island and to Zimbabwe, Africa.”
Is it possible that I had viewed a pre-Mississippian, North American culture when on Orcas Island? Later in 1989, the Berlin Wall fell, reuniting East and West Germany, symbolizing the uniting of east and west hemispheres of Earth. Had every civilization, in any time or place, begun to resonate with all others? Soon after, in 1992, IBM personal computers offered Microsoft Windows and the Internet amd e-mails began to race around the globe on fiberoptic cables. Another Common Bond/Turning Point linking the two realities.
We've been taught for lifetimes to seek fulfillment outside of self. Now we know that both questions and answers originate within, as we regenerate ourselves into "human masterpieces." We know we’re responsible for our own thoughts, feelings and beliefs, as well as for our actions. No one else can “make us” angry or “make us” love french fries.
Thoughts are things; thoughts are energy. Emotions are things; emotions are energy. Could we influence other energies too__ perhaps wind, electricity or gravity? A new process begins. As we become Artists with Energy, is it possible that “Creating from Within” is the Technique that will help us "Make It Through the End Times?"
Evolving the Energy Artist
Reviewing the Evolution of Consciousness Stages, we recall moving from the Sleeper Stage, mostly concerned with self-image, survival, affiliation and achievement, to the second Stage__ Seekers, pondering over and searching for another side to life. Then we moved on to First Enlightenment and Observer Stages, enhancing creative skills and taking responsibility for our inner thoughts, feelings, attitudes and beliefs.
Once we’ve managed to pass through "Twilight Time" unscathed, actual physical changes occur in the brains of True Enlightenment Stage humans, producing connections to the group mind of the planet. “Thanks to experimentation with positron emission tomography (PET), we now know the brain can rearrange itself in as little as fifteen minutes__ if excited in novel and creative ways".... "Thus, it is possible to stimulate a brain shift"... "just by reading this page.” (47)
Only you, and no one else can change you. Creating From the Future is not meant to force change, but to provide additional options for creative growth and learning. When we open ourselves to change, others near us do, too.... it’s catching. The Hundredth Monkey Syndrome arose when a female monkey on an island near Japan found some yams washed up on shore. Liking the clean, salty taste, she began washing all her yams and teaching her offspring to do the same. Curiously, within a very short time, monkeys on nearby islands were washing yams although they’d had no physical contact with the originators.
Social scientists now report that when only 7% of the world’s population knows something new__ overnight, 90% of us know it, too. (74) It’s a curious fact in evolutionary matters that as soon as one individual masters a particular bit of knowledge or technique, it is instantly available to other humans and, in fact, born into every baby birthed after that moment. By changing self, we start a wave of creativity extending indefinitely into our collective future. Another Common Bond to foster transition into the New Reality?
Scientist have long sought a Unified Field Theory__ a way to integrate all forces, energies and matter, and to explain why and how things work in the Universe. The ancients sometimes called it "ether". Recently, a marvelous book by Lynne McTaggart,__ "The Field: Quest for the Secret Force of the Universe" pulled it all together. Arthur C. Clarke said of this book, "Science has recently begun to prove what ancient myth and religion have always espoused. There may be such a thing as a life force"...."Lynne McTaggart"... "reveals a radical new biological paradigm__ that on our most fundamental level, the human mind and body are not distinct and separate from their environment but a packet of pulsating power constantly interacting with this vast energy sea".... (It)... "offers a stunning picture of an interconnected universe and a new scientific theory that makes sense of supernatural phenomena." Lynne has created several more amazing books and DVDs about the use of this field. (www.theintentionexperiment.com)
“The Expanded Creative Forces are the higher frequencies of the ethers.” (76) They include: Divine Mind, Unconditional/Divine Love and Divine Purpose. They actuate when the creative-sexual drive moves up to the throat center. Expanded Inner Technologies will enable the energy artists to co-create with those Forces to move energy and matter between various dimensions. The state of our higher creativity can be measured by the way we craft our lives and the effects we have on others.
Genius and Brain States
Higher gifts of creative genius occur in fine arts, inventions, athletics, the perception of new truths and in the power of new choices and actions. They are an ever-evolving response to our current civilization, forming the planetary and cosmic history of our race. Frederic Myers proposed that works of genius involve a subliminal uprush and an emergence into awareness of ideas that the individual has not consciously originated, but which have shaped themselves beyond his will.
In his study of psycho-acoustics__ how music, sound and language affect mind, body and emotions__ Tom Kenyon crafted audio tapes catalyzing brain states to change at the listener’s will. The tape, “Inspired: High Genius and Creativity”, assists one to “tap insights to specific problems or goals, easily enter meditation, enhance visualization and creative dreaming."... (It)... "helps you draw upon hidden creative powers and boost mental functioning.” These are the same “principles from which great scientists, artists and other individuals of genius throughout history have thrived.” The audio tapes and exercises can also enhance sports performance. (76)
When our brain waves increase to 33 Hz, the brain wave state of K-Complex usually occurs in short bursts, promoting the “ah-ha” experiences of artists’ and inventors’ inspirational modes. Dr. Valerie Hunt has documented how the brain can reach levels of 150 Hz, known as “super-high beta states”, producing psycho-spiritual phenomena such as OOBE’s and the Kundalini-Creative Drive, which sends tremendous energetic surges “up the central nervous system into the brain and out into the peripheral nervous system.” (39)
At the True Enlightenment Stage of evolution, energy artists begin taking responsibility for their own growth in consciousness __choosing whether or not to act upon inner guidance and realizing that they are now co-creators with the Universal Creative Force, not simply being "obedient". These later stages of consciousness development sometimes make artists, inventors or athletes appear aloof or arrogant, as they seldom care for unnecessarily rigid laws and superficial, socially proper procedures.
We monitor ourselves at this Stage, observing not only what we do, but also what we think and feel. We feel more alive when linked with this advanced creativity, no longer concerned only with “doing our own thing”. Neither is “who am I?” important at this Stage; we’ve already learned those lessons. (1) Our new-found higher creativity cannot function within formal authoritarian systems. We’re seen as threatening to the systems because we keep asking why and why not? (77)
Science has been our 20th century belief system, a particular way of discerning what we think is true__ a virtual religion. In former times when organized Religion and Government merged, Holy Wars, the Inquisitions and the burning of “witches” resulted. The world believes in science now__ looks to science for security and for answers as it once looked to a deity. With Government, Science and Religion merging in this 21st century, legal and technological methods for limiting and purging those who oppose such hierarchies have recently emerged.
In a True Enlightment Stage, we need a new belief system, and it must be open-ended. Jesus did not die on the cross to "save us"__ he demonstrated how each of us has advanced creative powers within us, showing us how to be in a direct, personal relationship with Spirit/Creative Force, needing no middle-man to interface with Spirit/Creative Force, and thereby ascending into a higher dimensional reality which overcomes physical suffering and death.
Many old organized religions arel either changing or dissolving. The information in this book helps each of us clear ourselves so we can create our own spiritual paths. Every religion in the world has had, or has now, at its foundation, disciplines that lead an individual into physical, mental and emotional states that produce the brain shifts called "altered states of consciousness". There’s a reason for this:
“The higher brain can outwit even the best supercomputer. Further development of this evolutionary brain extension could well become a matter of human survival".... "History suggests that with each doubling of global data, unexpected revolutions occur (both violent and nonviolent) which radically change the world".... "As order disintegrates into chaos, that very chaos gives birth to a new order.” (47) “When there is too much information to proceed in the old linear ways of thinking, intuition allows the information glut to be bypassed, to reach into the essence and see things in their wholeness” (77)
Survival of the fittest still applies, but no longer to the strongest, biggest, richest or most powerful. The fittest now are those who can best attune to Spirit/Creative Force and meet the needs of Earth and her lifeforms in accordance with the highest good for all concerned. Self-security is rooted in our ability to change as needed, to pull our roots out of a no-longer-working past, current activities and cultural issues, and reach toward Spirit's Universal Purposes. Using higher mind power, we approach life from a scientific point of view, experimenting with actions, thoughts and emotions to bring forth the magic from within ourselves. The physical body and our exterior environment represent the canvas of our energetic artistry, and our thoughts, feelings and intentions become the brushes, pencils or clay manifestng our resolutions.
At Grand Teton Institute, master healer Bob Fritchie, said: “Your Truth is what you can do__ what you can make happen.” Bob has recently added the phrase "with Creator's assistance". When we energetically imagine a new future for ourselves as if it were already actualized, we are "Creating From the Future". Then we relate that vision to others who may choose to do the same. As we discover and cherish our own uniqueness, we relinquish the need for external approval.
We alone are the judge of our worth. Every conscious choice is an opportunity to give ourselves a gift for the future, so we live according to visions of a benevolent future, rather than by past trauma-dramas. In time, our transpersonal plan expands into a collective plan. (78)
Basic Inner Technologies taught us to transmute the negativity rather than to absorb it. As energy artists, we seek ways to recycle that negativity and send it out into the culture via music, poetry, dance, sports, painting, astrology, invention, gardening, education, etc.. This recycling has to be creative; the more creative the outlets, the more negativity we can transmute without it impacting our bodies. The more creatively we project energy, the less it affects us personally or collectively.
Dimensional Shifts
When we have mastered the Basic Inner Technologies, we can enter other dimensional realms and harvest knowledge to enrich our own and others’ lives.
Many cultural creatives believe the Great Pyramids of Egypt and other ancient monuments might have been used by humans to transport consciousness and, possibly, physical bodies between dimensions. The recent Earth changes are now creating a planetary environment that allows for inter-dimensional travel without the use of sacred structures.
The Black Pyramid
In December, 1995, Hal and I visit the new Luxor casino in Las Vegas. Locally referred to as the “black pyramid”, it’s modeled to the scale of the Great Pyramid of Egypt. We have heard strange stories about the construction of this building. Dizziness, accidents and illnesses frequently plagued the workers. Materials and equipment unexplainably disappeared and then reappeared in other places. Many quit their jobs, insisting the building was jinxed.
The pyramid has a black glass-like exterior. In the winter afternoon, it’s eastern front face sits in deep shadow, looming dark and foreboding above us. We’re traveling back to Arizona from Christmas in Idaho and have little spare time, but I do want to check out that pyramid. With no parking spaces open, we agree that I'll dash inside for a quick look while Hal drives around for fifteen minutes, then meets me at the front steps.
I ascend the steps from the parking lot just as a trolley car discharges visitors from other casinos. Together we walk up the path to the huge Sphinx carport in front of the pyramid. Sunlight glints on the tall obelisk out front; its hieroglyphics and the word, “Luxor” in gold letters on its side, seems vaguely comforting. I’ve never been to Egypt in this lifetime, but I smile broadly as an oddly familiar sensation begins to “ping” inside me, signalling that something "unusual" is about to occur.
Under the Sphinx carport, shuttle buses, limos and taxis discharge passengers, and a throng of visitors move together up the broad steps to the huge front doors, set deeply into rock walls. The ceiling drops toward the entrance in a series of inverted steps, seeming to funnel us into an underground “slot” and emphasizing the heaviness of the massive stones above. I imagine myself to be climbing the Grand Gallery to the King’s Chamber in the Great Pyramid at Giza. Feeling somewhat lightheaded and breathless, I sit down on a stone bench trying to grasp what I’m experiencing. I feel so very peculiar, yet what I see, hear and touch seems quite normal.
After a few minutes, I decide I’d better pop inside and have my look around if I’m to meet Hal on time. Ten feet into the lobby, I’m impacted by the soaring height and vast pyramidal interior, painted white in startling contrast to the black exterior. Curiously, I see nothing really amazing, and the energy inside this place does not seem at all unusual, so I turn and leave, a little disappointed.
Hundreds of people are now trudging up the side path to the pyramid, but I’m the only one leaving. I’m nearly forced off the sidewalk by the crowd__ almost as if I’m invisible. They’re all wearing costumes of various nations, cultures and races. I never noticed anything like that when I first approached the pyramid. What’s going on? The general impression is of people of all ages and races bringing their kids to this casino. No__ it’s more as if the children are bringing their families here.
The dark base of the black pyramid parallels the walk, and I glance up to where its upper edge meets the bright sky above. It’s hugeness grabs my entire range of vision. I feel disoriented and slightly off balance for a few moments, for the line where pyramid and sky meet appears to me as the actual horizon, as if it’s me, not the pyramid, leaning at a slanted angle. I recall how the Great Pyramid in Egypt slopes upwards from the ground at an angle of fifty-two and a half degrees. It certainly has an effect on one’s balance.
By the time I reach the steps, the trolley car is back, but it’s empty, dark and silent. In fact__ there aren’t any people around at all! What a contrast to just a few minutes ago, when I’d almost had to elbow my way through the crowd. But without people present, I can clearly see that Hal is not at the steps as planned. My watch shows only fifteen minutes have passed. Then I spy our pickup parked at the end of the nearest row. But where’s Hal? Has he gone inside? But I’d have seen him; I’ve never been far from the entrance and was inside only a few minutes.
I stand at the steps wondering what’s happened to all the people, and note there are no buses, limos or taxis under the Sphinx now either. Is there another entrance? Hurrying to the pickup, I paw keys out of my purse as a maroon car pulls up beside me. A young woman asks, “Are you leaving now?”__ obviously hoping for the parking space. I say, “Not yet, I have to wait for my husband.” She nods and gives me a Mona Lisa smile, as if our words have double meanings. Hmmm.
I sit inside the truck, as cars, people and children again swarm by. Several generations of families stroll together, many carrying flowers. Is this the future, and I’m seeing families brought here by their youngsters? The inner voice says, “Brought here to what is now an ancient sacred site, where humans once worshiped their two gods: Money and Machines.”
I chuckle as parents lift little children high over their heads, laughing and singing. Others hug each other or skip along together. Here and there young couples, obviously in love, hold hands as they saunter along, then dash between parked cars for a quick kiss or hug. Everyone seems to be in love with Life, and Love is being expressed in every word, gesture and body posture.
Then a space opens near me and the maroon car I’d seen earlier glides into it. A young man is driving now, and the girl who’d earlier asked about my leaving sits beside him. They exit the car with overnight bags and a picnic basket, and link arms as they head toward the pyramid. I’m enjoying myself so much and feeling so wonderful, I completely forget about Hal. Although I can clearly see the steps from the truck window, he has never been there. I look at my watch and am shocked__ nearly two hours have passed since I went into the pyramid! The winter sun is now low in the sky, and it’s getting chilly. My good mood begins to dissolve as I become increasingly concerned about Hal. Why hasn’t he returned to the car?
Suddenly, I see him atop the steps. He’s watching more people coming out of the pyramid, but never glances behind where he could easily see me in the truck. I decide I’ll have to get out and call to him. But strangely__ I don’t seem to want to__ I really like my warm, fuzzy future world. I don’t want to leave it. I struggle over the decision to return to everyday reality with its stresses and cares, or stay where I am. Then, realizing that while I’m sitting here smugly enjoying a wonderful future probability, poor Hal is out in the chill wind worrying about me, so I’d better act from Love. I get out of the truck, call and wave to him, and he returns.
Later he tells how he found a parking space right away and went to wait at the top of the steps. But I never came out. He saw many people coming and going, but never saw me go by or go to the truck, although he’d checked frequently. After forty-five minutes, he went back to the pickup for his sweater__ but I hadn’t been there! He immediately returned to the steps, never having taken his eyes off them, and waited yet another hour.
Next day we hear of other couples who disappeared from each other in the pyramid’s hotel rooms or on the casino balconies. One couple was separated for eight hours before reuniting. I realize then that Hal and I had been in different dimensions, invisible to each other.
This time, my physical body also moved into a higher dimensional state right along with my consciousness.
In the Twilight Time Stage's “psychism”, we could read emotions, thoughtforms or energies caught up in an individual’s personal energy fields. These were not necessarily true and did not indicate the higher essence of that person. Intuition, on the other hand, is a spiritual perception, a simple “knowingness”__ a recognition of the true essence of the soul or spirit inhabiting the body.
Spiritual gifts began to develop in our study groups as contact with the planetary mind helped us understand our roles within the Greater Plan for Earth. Intuition evolved. Group consciousness increased, activating occasional telepathic communication. Psychometry__ the ability to “read” the vibrational history of forms within the planet’s material plane__ sometimes occurred. Other spiritual gifts are transcendence of time, omnipresence, omniscience, speaking or understanding foreign languages and continuity of consciousness, whether awake or asleep.
We move our consciousness and our bodies between various times and places to access information needed for our transcendence, but we don’t really “go” anywhere. All dimensional realities exist in the same time and in the same geographical place. Other dimensions are not like the geometrical dimensions of 3-D: up and down, left and right, forward and back, with Time representing 4-D. It’s more like music, with notes and chords occurring within various octaves. ( See Archives for higher dimensional details)
We will experience many other-dimensional shifts, back and forth, as we move into the New Reality. We will also encounter beings and objects from the past, from the future or from other dimensions, both higher and lower.
Double Identity
Connie, comes for an allergy healing one evening. We receive permission from Spirit, say prayers,and start to access her energy fields.
After a few minutes, Connie disappears to my physical sight. I sense her presence in front of me and reach out ot clasp er hands__ and suddenly I’m floating in outer space with Earth’s sphere far below my feet. I can clearly see shining blue water and white clouds, green foliage and brown desert areas lit up by the distant sun. All else is black, star-spangled space.
“Look at your feet”, Connie whispers. She’s out here, too, and we hug each other, drifting in space above the planet.Then I remember we’re in the midst of a healing. and my hands must be free to complete the technique. Connie feels breathless, and I guide her to the chair behind her. I take a deep breath and step back a pace, still unable to see her.
There’s a great flash of light, and a young, physically muscular man now sits in the chair. He wears nothing but a skimpy loincloth and sandals laced up to his calves with leather thongs. His black hair is smooth and shiny, cut straight off just below his earlobes with squared bangs framing his ebony eyes. It’s evident he’s even more surprised than I, for his eyes are wide open in terror and he grips the arms of the chair with white-knuckles as he stares bewilderingly around the room at the TV, the microwave and electric chandelier. I notice his body is covered with a light sweat, as if he’s just come from a very warm, humid climate. I can smell him and his leather garments. He seems very familiar, and then I recognize him from a past life among the Mayan colonists at Cahokia Mounds, Illinois__ it’s me__ me as a mound-builder __over 10,000 years ago.
“Connie, where are you?” I call out, and she answers, “Right here in the chair.”
"Do you see this man here? “ I ask, but she says no.
On the man's left wrist a cord leads down towards the floor to a huge black jaguar lying beside the chair. Now it’s my turn to be frightened.
But the jaguar looks lovingly at me with her huge blue eyes. She exudes so much feminine energy and love that I’m speechless. I see the thong connects to a diamond or rhinestone collar around her neck. I wonder__ who has whom “on the leash”, for the jaguar seems the more powerful and confident of the two figures. At this, they both fade from sight and I see Connie in the chair again. Pulling myself together as best I can, I complete the healing technique and close her energy fields. Connie rests, and we discuss this strange joint adventure. Later, I learn that the black jaguar is a Mayan shamanic symbol for shape-shifting and inter-dimensional travel.
In the True Enlightenment Stage, both subconscious and superconscious levels fully open to us. We access needed information on any subject what-so-ever, affect matter and energy with intentions, thoughts and emotions, deliberately accelerate our spiritual evolution, have greater access to creative sources and transcend time and space. Christ or Unity Consciousness is the mastery of all dimensions.
Out-Of-Body Experiences, (OOBE’s) and Near-Death-Experiences, (NDE’s), such as in the Black Pyramid episode and the mystical encounter at the dentist in Part II. are classic examples of experiencing in other dimensions. Do we really need a physical body? Maybe our bodies have a greater identity too. Picasso said he left his body outside the door when he painted, and when doing so, became part of the creative process that is related to being enlightened. Through expanded dimensional encounters we connect with a far more inclusive consciousness and begin to recall a collective past and future. We come to learn Who We Really Are: individual particles of a collective Greater Self__ an Infinite, Loving Intelligent, Creative Life Force.
True Transformations
P. G. M. Atwater describes dimensional adventures as triggering off “ brain shifts" ... (in)... "people who undergo a spiritual transformation, religious conversion, NDE, shamanistic vision quest, kundalini breakthrough, certain types of head trauma or being hit by lightning".... "But it can also result from the slow, steady application of spiritual disciplines, mindfulness techniques, or because, in a prayerful state,"... "an individual simply desires to be a better person.” (47)
If we have OOBE’s, Bi-locations, NDE’s or other intense transformative adventures, we’ll wonder if we’ve had a shift in consciousness or just some kind of “high” like at a crowded, noisy rock concert or a religious pageant. How can we be sure that these reversals are genuinely miraculous?
True brain shifts result in permanent consciousness changes, remaining in effect for the rest of our lives__ or until the next brain shift. “You can tell if someone is in the process of shifting, or has had a partial or full brain shift, by the type of behavior changes made during and afterward.” (47) (See Archives for details.)
It has often been said that Art imitates Life. In a True Enlightenment, however, Life will imitate Art. With ENERGY as our new creative medium, we transform ourselves and surroundings with mind, emotion, intention and belief, as well as through words and actions. Up until now we’ve been learning to cope with change; now we’re learning to use Expanded Creativity Skills __ TO DELIBERATELY ACTIVATE CHANGE. If you retain nothing else from this chapter, please remember this:
First ask permission from Higher Self and Spirit before attempting to CREATE WITH ENERGY ALONE.
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Part III: Chapter 8. Credits
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(2) Vogel, Dr. Marcel. Psychic Research Newsletter. Nov-Dec. 1986, Sept-Oct. 1, 1988. Nov-Dec. 1989. Psychic Research, Inc.,
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(39) Kenyon, Tom. Brain States. 1994. United States Publishing, 3485 Mercantile Ave., Naples, FL 33942
(47) Atwater, P.M.H.. Future Memory: How Those Who "See the Future" Shed New Light on the Workings of the Human Mind. 1996. Carol Publishing Group, 600 Madison Avel, New York, NY 10022.
(74) Melchizedek, Drunvalo. Interviews. Dec. 1999; Dec. 2000. www.4dshift.com/products/html/drunvalo3.html.
(75) Alli, Antero. Welcome to Planet Earth. Libra, 1990. The Great Bear, P.O. Box 12007, Eugene, OR 97440.
(76) Kenyon, Tom. Acoustic Brain Research. ICT: Interdimensional Consciousness Training: “Awakening”.
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(77) Mozier, Jean. “Children of the Conjunction and the New Education.” Welcome To Planet Earth. 1992. The Great Bear,
P.O. Box 12007, Eugene, OR 97440.
(78) Chopra, Deepak. April, 1998. Interview. www.4dshift.com.
(79) Arguelles, Jose’. Surfers of the Zuvuya. 1988. Innter Traditions * Bear & Company, P.O. Box 388, Rochester, VT. 05767-0388
(80) Gurudas. Gem Elixers & Vibrational Remedies, Vol. II. 1986. Cassandra Press, P.O. Box 2044, Boulder, CO 80306.
(81) “Galactic Astrology: Navigating with the New Coordinates.” Atlantis Rising, No. 15. Spring, 1998. P.O. Box 441,
Livingston, MT 59047.
(82) Begich, Nicholas, PhD. Towards a New Alchemy: The Millennium Science. Earthpulse Press, P. O. Box 201393,
Anchorage, Alaska. 99520.
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