In olden times, it was believed that to look into the future was to tempt the wrath of God. Scrying in standing pools of water, or casting rune sticks (they were not originally stones,) even reading the guts of some slain animal were all seen as dangerous. For some reason, people were afraid to be prepared for some possible future. They also misunderstood what most divination was really for.
When I read the runes, or put down tarot cards, I am not trying to see the future. The future can change in an instant by making a decision, so there is no true way to know what the future will definitely be. What I am looking for is a guide post: tell me where I am at this moment, from the decisions already made, the actions already done. Tell me where I am, that I might see more clearly, and make decisions that will take me where I need to go, even if it isn't where I think I want to be. That is the hardest thing to deal with when doing readings for someone else. What will that person think of what I am telling him? I often ask the person to ask the question of the cards or stones in silence. If I tell them what it is I see without knowing what they were asking, then the interpreting is up to him/her.
I have always been bothered by a reader who asks questions rather than giving answers. I have even played mind games with one or two of them to see if that one or the other could really tell me what the reading had to say. Only one or two have proven to be straight forward. To them I return when in a dilemma I cannot see clearly for myself.
I am a caster of stones. There are many forms of reading. Personally, I would say stick to the original decks of tarot and runes, and avoid all this "new age" stuff (cards based on crop circles?! If they think they know what was meant by those drawings, they should do more with it than that!). Yet, you yourself will have to see what talks clearest to you. Everyone is different. I never felt really at ease with tarot, but the stones talked to me from the first time I handled them.
You'll know when it is right.
Saturday, July 31, 2004
Monday, July 26, 2004
It comes from the strangest places.
I spent Saturday with a cousin in Houston and his lovely wife, going to a concert in the evening.
While we were sitting in the venue waiting to go upstairs, the conversation went a direction I did not expect. I am something of an outsider in my family, the tolerated weird one, and find broaching the subject of spirituality difficult. We were all raised in a Christian-ish way, and while the family as a whole wasn't particularly out spoken about religion, or religious differences between people, some of the clan is pretty dedicated. My cousin is named Brian, and he is an organic chemist. His sister is married to a minister who started off his religious career in the Episcopalian church, but they have gone off on a more unique path, one that many would call cultish. I do not know all the details, only that I feel my guard going up sometimes when she starts trying to talk to me about faith.
Her baby brother seems to think far more like me, something I would never have guessed at or expected. That says something about how far away we have grown from one another, because there was a time when Bri and I were pretty close. Babies of the family and all. Being that he is a scientist, one might assume that he would be atheist or at least agnostic, finding the rigors of science, the hard cut-and-dried facts, failing to give any support to the notion of a creator. Quite the opposite.
I have always thought the reason I never pursued a scientific career was my understanding of the nature of God. I actually see proof beyond words of the One in the infinitely small (quantum physics) and the infinitely large (astrophysics). They are perfect reflections of each other, moving in precisely the same way. If it is merely some grand coincidence, I am still in awe. I just cannot imagine that everything known and as yet unknown could work under the same apparent method, and not have been caused by some form of intervention. It is too large for us in this physicality we live in to grasp -we are not ready for the final Truth- but that doesn't mean it isn't there. Perhaps the merest whisper is all we are meant to understand.
Anyway, Brian, during the course of a deep conversation, proposed something to me that was totally new, and tremendously insightful. It being that he works with molecular reconstruction, he has quite an understanding of what matter really is, even without being able to see some of its smallest constituents. For those who have forgotten highschool science, matter doesn't die -it simply changes shape. And matter and energy are the same thing really, one just being far more dense, or condensed, than the other. When something dies, or is destroyed, what it was on the molecular level is in essence still there. The atoms that made it up are merely free agents now, able to go onto another task. Brian proposed something about past lives and memory that blew my mind and made me laugh -not out of humour, but realization. It seems so simple in hindsight, and that is probably why it didn't occur to me before. We fight simplicity for some reason, yet admit that the simplest answer is usually the right one.
Let me expound a bit:
Molecules are made up of atoms, atoms of smaller pieces yet, called quarks (let us leave the quantum world for another day.) When a body ceases to live, its molecules and then atoms break down into their original forms, going off to form new things. Thru our consumption of air, water, plants and eventually meat and all the steps in between, we gather back to ourselves some of the atoms of our ancestors. Those people could be of our blood, or merely other people who have walked this earth. Some of our atoms are truly star dust, plunging through our atmosphere daily as meteorites of all sizes. My cousin proposed to me that past lives, ancestral memory, might be related to one form of person passing away and another being formed from what was left behind. In essence, he is saying that memory, that electrical molecular motion inside our physical brains, is retained at the atomic or even subatomic level.
There is a train of thinking in metaphysics that says all knowledge, past, present, and future is contained in a non-place, a part of the spiritual world called the Akashic record. It is available to all who can unlearn thinking patterns to access it. I once had believed it might be a physical place, a library of Alexandria for esoteric learning. I now know that it was never like that, but a way to tap back into the One and remember what has been forgotten. We choose to "forget" when we manifest here, because to have total knowledge, total understanding would make the life experiences we choose (yes, WE CHOOSE) pointless. A baby isn't born knowing everything. Life wouldn't be much fun if you already were full of fear and thus didn't want to try new directions. That is what we are here for, after all: to learn a new perspective on things, so we can take that new thought pattern back to the Source.
To get back on track, what Brian was proposing made so much sense. We are nothing more than a very amazing collection of atoms working together to a common goal for awhile. Our souls, our essence, may be similar in make, thus giving us the ability to retain knowledge between lifetimes. Now, I have a much more Buddhist way of thinking about such things. Living dharma teaches us that all things comes from everything else. When you see a cloud, and then you don't but then you see rain, you are seeing the cloud in a new form. It can become rain, or a river, or the ocean, or the tea in you cup, but it is also still the cloud. All is One.
It goes for us to. Just because my mother passed away doesn't mean she is gone. We put her ashes in the Severn River, not far from where her parents are buried. The ashes went to the Cheaspeake Bay, then out to sea, and in five years time, may actually have found their way back into the ground water in the city where I live, or where my siblings are, or even you. By drinking water at all, even "purified" in a bottle, you may have consumed a bit of my mother's atoms. Now she is part of you , as she was once part of the water. She may be making your garden bloom (she would love that.) Or she may have helped nourish the mother of your new kitten, and passed into your life that way.
And the same thing goes for all things that have been here, and will be here again.
Interesting cycle, hmm?
I think it kind of gives each of us a certain bit of immortality. We are energy, and energy does not die. It merely changes shape. Remember that, and honour your ancestors, every last atom of them.
While we were sitting in the venue waiting to go upstairs, the conversation went a direction I did not expect. I am something of an outsider in my family, the tolerated weird one, and find broaching the subject of spirituality difficult. We were all raised in a Christian-ish way, and while the family as a whole wasn't particularly out spoken about religion, or religious differences between people, some of the clan is pretty dedicated. My cousin is named Brian, and he is an organic chemist. His sister is married to a minister who started off his religious career in the Episcopalian church, but they have gone off on a more unique path, one that many would call cultish. I do not know all the details, only that I feel my guard going up sometimes when she starts trying to talk to me about faith.
Her baby brother seems to think far more like me, something I would never have guessed at or expected. That says something about how far away we have grown from one another, because there was a time when Bri and I were pretty close. Babies of the family and all. Being that he is a scientist, one might assume that he would be atheist or at least agnostic, finding the rigors of science, the hard cut-and-dried facts, failing to give any support to the notion of a creator. Quite the opposite.
I have always thought the reason I never pursued a scientific career was my understanding of the nature of God. I actually see proof beyond words of the One in the infinitely small (quantum physics) and the infinitely large (astrophysics). They are perfect reflections of each other, moving in precisely the same way. If it is merely some grand coincidence, I am still in awe. I just cannot imagine that everything known and as yet unknown could work under the same apparent method, and not have been caused by some form of intervention. It is too large for us in this physicality we live in to grasp -we are not ready for the final Truth- but that doesn't mean it isn't there. Perhaps the merest whisper is all we are meant to understand.
Anyway, Brian, during the course of a deep conversation, proposed something to me that was totally new, and tremendously insightful. It being that he works with molecular reconstruction, he has quite an understanding of what matter really is, even without being able to see some of its smallest constituents. For those who have forgotten highschool science, matter doesn't die -it simply changes shape. And matter and energy are the same thing really, one just being far more dense, or condensed, than the other. When something dies, or is destroyed, what it was on the molecular level is in essence still there. The atoms that made it up are merely free agents now, able to go onto another task. Brian proposed something about past lives and memory that blew my mind and made me laugh -not out of humour, but realization. It seems so simple in hindsight, and that is probably why it didn't occur to me before. We fight simplicity for some reason, yet admit that the simplest answer is usually the right one.
Let me expound a bit:
Molecules are made up of atoms, atoms of smaller pieces yet, called quarks (let us leave the quantum world for another day.) When a body ceases to live, its molecules and then atoms break down into their original forms, going off to form new things. Thru our consumption of air, water, plants and eventually meat and all the steps in between, we gather back to ourselves some of the atoms of our ancestors. Those people could be of our blood, or merely other people who have walked this earth. Some of our atoms are truly star dust, plunging through our atmosphere daily as meteorites of all sizes. My cousin proposed to me that past lives, ancestral memory, might be related to one form of person passing away and another being formed from what was left behind. In essence, he is saying that memory, that electrical molecular motion inside our physical brains, is retained at the atomic or even subatomic level.
There is a train of thinking in metaphysics that says all knowledge, past, present, and future is contained in a non-place, a part of the spiritual world called the Akashic record. It is available to all who can unlearn thinking patterns to access it. I once had believed it might be a physical place, a library of Alexandria for esoteric learning. I now know that it was never like that, but a way to tap back into the One and remember what has been forgotten. We choose to "forget" when we manifest here, because to have total knowledge, total understanding would make the life experiences we choose (yes, WE CHOOSE) pointless. A baby isn't born knowing everything. Life wouldn't be much fun if you already were full of fear and thus didn't want to try new directions. That is what we are here for, after all: to learn a new perspective on things, so we can take that new thought pattern back to the Source.
To get back on track, what Brian was proposing made so much sense. We are nothing more than a very amazing collection of atoms working together to a common goal for awhile. Our souls, our essence, may be similar in make, thus giving us the ability to retain knowledge between lifetimes. Now, I have a much more Buddhist way of thinking about such things. Living dharma teaches us that all things comes from everything else. When you see a cloud, and then you don't but then you see rain, you are seeing the cloud in a new form. It can become rain, or a river, or the ocean, or the tea in you cup, but it is also still the cloud. All is One.
It goes for us to. Just because my mother passed away doesn't mean she is gone. We put her ashes in the Severn River, not far from where her parents are buried. The ashes went to the Cheaspeake Bay, then out to sea, and in five years time, may actually have found their way back into the ground water in the city where I live, or where my siblings are, or even you. By drinking water at all, even "purified" in a bottle, you may have consumed a bit of my mother's atoms. Now she is part of you , as she was once part of the water. She may be making your garden bloom (she would love that.) Or she may have helped nourish the mother of your new kitten, and passed into your life that way.
And the same thing goes for all things that have been here, and will be here again.
Interesting cycle, hmm?
I think it kind of gives each of us a certain bit of immortality. We are energy, and energy does not die. It merely changes shape. Remember that, and honour your ancestors, every last atom of them.
Tuesday, July 20, 2004
what is....
Esoteric knowledge.
It is those thinking patterns and information sources that usually make those in charge very nervous. This particular branch of learning not only causes, it encourages one to think for one's self. It takes away the power of the classic sciences. It questions the basis of most religious teachings, especially those that teach one must have a guide or leader into the House of the One.
It puts us as a species back in touch with the side that has never been anything less than connected to the planet of our physical origin. The spirit may not belong here, being that it is not physically manifest, but the body and the life it must lead for the short period it walks here is bound to this little piece of solar dust. Without it, we cannot exist. The foolishness of trying to send ourselves out into the depths of space to start new colonies cannot be iterated enough. We are Terrans. This is where we belong, not the face of the dead moon or nearly dead Mars. No other planet known to us at the moment is able to support us without aid from this one. The idea of off-world self-sufficiency is still the stuff of science fiction.
I digress.
Perhaps the species needs to arrive at a point where it can accept OBEs as a way to explore off world. I dare say that is several generations in the future, but one can hope. I must confess,on a personal level, that everytime I watch the news and see what humans can do themselves and the only home we have without a second's thought, I do wonder if we will or should survive.
Then I listen to some of the music that means so much to me, or gaze upon the greatest artwork we have produced, and I weep inside that this all may fall too, if we don't grow up. What will they find when we have done our worst and pass into the dust of time? Will we look like the barbarians we are much of the time, or might by chance some of the beauty humans can produce survive to sing our passing?
All this learning, all this seeking, might in the end, mean absolutely squat. The only thing it may be good for is getting the general populace to think for itself. If enough open their eyes and tell the others "in charge" to shut up and sit down, maybe our species will have a chance.
The ball is in your court people. Don't miss.
It is those thinking patterns and information sources that usually make those in charge very nervous. This particular branch of learning not only causes, it encourages one to think for one's self. It takes away the power of the classic sciences. It questions the basis of most religious teachings, especially those that teach one must have a guide or leader into the House of the One.
It puts us as a species back in touch with the side that has never been anything less than connected to the planet of our physical origin. The spirit may not belong here, being that it is not physically manifest, but the body and the life it must lead for the short period it walks here is bound to this little piece of solar dust. Without it, we cannot exist. The foolishness of trying to send ourselves out into the depths of space to start new colonies cannot be iterated enough. We are Terrans. This is where we belong, not the face of the dead moon or nearly dead Mars. No other planet known to us at the moment is able to support us without aid from this one. The idea of off-world self-sufficiency is still the stuff of science fiction.
I digress.
Perhaps the species needs to arrive at a point where it can accept OBEs as a way to explore off world. I dare say that is several generations in the future, but one can hope. I must confess,on a personal level, that everytime I watch the news and see what humans can do themselves and the only home we have without a second's thought, I do wonder if we will or should survive.
Then I listen to some of the music that means so much to me, or gaze upon the greatest artwork we have produced, and I weep inside that this all may fall too, if we don't grow up. What will they find when we have done our worst and pass into the dust of time? Will we look like the barbarians we are much of the time, or might by chance some of the beauty humans can produce survive to sing our passing?
All this learning, all this seeking, might in the end, mean absolutely squat. The only thing it may be good for is getting the general populace to think for itself. If enough open their eyes and tell the others "in charge" to shut up and sit down, maybe our species will have a chance.
The ball is in your court people. Don't miss.
Thursday, July 08, 2004
Quartz crystals
I just read something that bothered me last evening. A company that sells subscriptions
to a make-it-yourself notebook had sent me some of the pages to entice me. It didn't work, because there was nothing there I hadn't learned from years of study as a Wicce and a scientist. I was, however, struck by the dangerous level of half knowledge they printed in this thing and tried to pass off as complete. A LITTLE knowledge can be a dangerous thing, especially when one believes, due to ten minutes of reading, one is now an expert.
The particular subject was about using quartz crystals. The average user of electronic things is barely aware that slivers of quartz run better than half of the things we take for granted: watches, TVs, computers, telephones,the car's electronics, and the list goes on. They are not new to humankind, having been used for a wide variety of things, not merely what is incorrectly labeled as New Age stuff. There is nothing NEW about the uses made by those who are healers. Quartz is an amplifier; it heightens and intensifies the energy being used. It does not create it. It gives strength to the one trying to aid others.
Few know about the largest crystals, known as generators. There is a huge matrix of crystals lacing this planet that help create what are called ley lines. The ley lines are in turn a power grid over the planet that can be tapped into by people. The energy gathered and transmitted through the grid can be used for a variety of things, which would take more time to discuss that I wish to take here. And again, it comes down to that bit about a little knowledge. Some things should not be learned in this manner but under the tutelage of someone already knowledgeable about the subject.
Quartz can help balance your environment, your thinking, your emotional state, but it cannot do it alone. And the thing that worried me the most was encouragement to use it to open your chakras. The power centers of our bodies should not be opened without the person being ready for what this might mean. The possible changes, especially in the upper chakras, can be devastating if done too fast or before that person is ready to except it. As Ian Malcolm said, "Science is so busy asking if they can, they do not bother to ask if they should." It goes for psychic healing as well; too sudden a series of changes in a person's emotional, spiritual or physical reality can end up traumatizing. That is not what it is supposed to be about. Learn first, carefully and in depth. Then and only then can you be of aide to others.
to a make-it-yourself notebook had sent me some of the pages to entice me. It didn't work, because there was nothing there I hadn't learned from years of study as a Wicce and a scientist. I was, however, struck by the dangerous level of half knowledge they printed in this thing and tried to pass off as complete. A LITTLE knowledge can be a dangerous thing, especially when one believes, due to ten minutes of reading, one is now an expert.
The particular subject was about using quartz crystals. The average user of electronic things is barely aware that slivers of quartz run better than half of the things we take for granted: watches, TVs, computers, telephones,the car's electronics, and the list goes on. They are not new to humankind, having been used for a wide variety of things, not merely what is incorrectly labeled as New Age stuff. There is nothing NEW about the uses made by those who are healers. Quartz is an amplifier; it heightens and intensifies the energy being used. It does not create it. It gives strength to the one trying to aid others.
Few know about the largest crystals, known as generators. There is a huge matrix of crystals lacing this planet that help create what are called ley lines. The ley lines are in turn a power grid over the planet that can be tapped into by people. The energy gathered and transmitted through the grid can be used for a variety of things, which would take more time to discuss that I wish to take here. And again, it comes down to that bit about a little knowledge. Some things should not be learned in this manner but under the tutelage of someone already knowledgeable about the subject.
Quartz can help balance your environment, your thinking, your emotional state, but it cannot do it alone. And the thing that worried me the most was encouragement to use it to open your chakras. The power centers of our bodies should not be opened without the person being ready for what this might mean. The possible changes, especially in the upper chakras, can be devastating if done too fast or before that person is ready to except it. As Ian Malcolm said, "Science is so busy asking if they can, they do not bother to ask if they should." It goes for psychic healing as well; too sudden a series of changes in a person's emotional, spiritual or physical reality can end up traumatizing. That is not what it is supposed to be about. Learn first, carefully and in depth. Then and only then can you be of aide to others.
Thursday, July 01, 2004
Crop glyphs (formerly called circles)
Alright, I startled a few folks by mentioning these enigmatic little dodads on a different blogger of mine, so I will expound a bit further for my own good here.
What are crop circles?
Dunno. Astounding, dramatic, incredibly large images made by pressing down various crops without killing them. They happen in what might be seconds, at the very least has been proven to be minutes, and they contain blatant changes to the immediate area that can be detected by current scientific method. They are also mathematically perfect.
Who is making them?
Well, aside from the few feeble attempts by humans, easily discernible from the real thing, often just by looking at them, dunno.
What do they mean?
Dunno. But they are really familiar. There are times when I look at the patterns and some small thing in the back of my mind says, "I know that thing."
Why am I obsessed.
I think the complexity of the drawings, which has been increasing every year, is part of what holds my attention. Go flip through a book called Secrets in the Fields. Those pictures alone will tell you that something of intelligence is behind these things. I was fascinated by the mathematics section, especially when they proved a direct link to music. It just made sense to me, again, for reasons I cannot explain.
Someone or thing is talking to us. what is being said is still a little beyond us, no matter what some of the new age-ish folk online would have you believe. We apparently are going to have to grow into the understanding, but I am certain that eventually it will start to make sense. And maybe it is just a bunch of hyperactive teenagers from some other dimension playing a foolie on the lowly humans. I will be ticked off if that is the case, but I don't think it is.
What are crop circles?
Dunno. Astounding, dramatic, incredibly large images made by pressing down various crops without killing them. They happen in what might be seconds, at the very least has been proven to be minutes, and they contain blatant changes to the immediate area that can be detected by current scientific method. They are also mathematically perfect.
Who is making them?
Well, aside from the few feeble attempts by humans, easily discernible from the real thing, often just by looking at them, dunno.
What do they mean?
Dunno. But they are really familiar. There are times when I look at the patterns and some small thing in the back of my mind says, "I know that thing."
Why am I obsessed.
I think the complexity of the drawings, which has been increasing every year, is part of what holds my attention. Go flip through a book called Secrets in the Fields. Those pictures alone will tell you that something of intelligence is behind these things. I was fascinated by the mathematics section, especially when they proved a direct link to music. It just made sense to me, again, for reasons I cannot explain.
Someone or thing is talking to us. what is being said is still a little beyond us, no matter what some of the new age-ish folk online would have you believe. We apparently are going to have to grow into the understanding, but I am certain that eventually it will start to make sense. And maybe it is just a bunch of hyperactive teenagers from some other dimension playing a foolie on the lowly humans. I will be ticked off if that is the case, but I don't think it is.
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