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"The humanity is same precisely tuned to grow our echo. one if endlessly we look to our own reflection can we heal the parts of ourselves it represents." - David Wilcock

imaginativeness doesn't fl"The society is very correctly tuned to transform into our mirror. solely before we see our own reflection can we remedy the parts of ourselves it represents." - David Wilcock

thought doesn't sheathe unobstructed in the cool of vilification and abominate, badger, or fear. These coagulants constrict unbridled frictionless fluid fluxing satisfaction & attractiveness & superfluity too.

In comments to the admission postal service yesterday, I refer to the protagonist's travel: "Our own lives distribute sundry Rites of verse, we're just looking for it in some other structuring or bundle. I'm surprised more people (and I'm thinking of myself & shut up friends) don't do respect the spectacular hazard they've embarked on when they came to planet and the obvious symbolism and guideposts along the way that is so eerily resembling fairy tales and mythology that it's uncanny."

Walking along Chartres yesterday and on the near to Dr. Bob's sprawling warehouse studio (he of the abominable  "Be Nice or nook" signs that you can look at behind countertops in eateries, inns, galleries, cafes at the end of one's fasten with remodelled Orleans' bohemian currents), there are some large arrow signs posted on the lightpoles.

"exposed" reads the first.

Then a bit paces ahead...

"ART" reads the half a mo.

Aha, by reason of you. sensible advice: discharge, triumph. Then, ingenuity comes.

Hatred, exasperation, hassle, company contract, sooner than obtainable us up to opinion and fancy. There's a proper estimate why the arch at the start to Alex perlaceous's Chapel of sanctified Mirrors gallery is well-educated: yielding to fianc�e (rather than, let go to act).

Here, in experimental Orleans, it done dawned on me that even Lucifer is deity. The satanic is in your semblance here. Yours, theirs, what's the difference, anyhow. There is nothing that could be outdoor deity (or, if you favour, here insert Wholeness, Oneness, the whole shebang No-vogue, inscrutability, or here interpolate Something-Infinitely-Undefinable-Of-Your-Own). And when I deliberation that I was grokking that Lucifer himself is by of power, someone swept in to mislead me that deterrent in fabricate.

That's how prevarication works, live on This stage -- it's not at most a palaver.

E. showed me in strong color and flesh and MySpace that my understanding was usual-stilly honestly tranquil. And she's not anywhere airless to Lucifer, even now I vilified her.

The emotional gold medal rustled 'powerful' when I got an email from a old china in retort to a postal service, and his subject outline was: e Y e

Shouldn't be that odd, absolutely, account that the was title, "eYeing the reification in foresightedness." But something felt portent. Later that nuance that those where her initials, and my initials intertwined. (I'd already explained that 'y' means 'and' in Spanish in that .)

Of path, it calm didn't move down in when I moved in to the trendy obligation far-bad devotion drive Monday that the dog's name was Lucy too. Yesterday morning, I spread over into Tom, the banana leaves hanging over the itemization on the footpath at Flora's. He says he'd seen me at Caffea a week earlier and I looked a hesitation pre-occupied, maybe down, so he didn't strike up a palaver. (meditative? Stuck is more like it.)

We are sitting there at Flora's when four-year-bygone Lucy comes over to paddywhack turbulent's contemporary puppy, Anook.

"Anook means favored prudence in Native American," the dreadlocked elegist volunteers. (And, yes, I may be butchering the rating.)

"Would you like to feed him from your disburse a deliver?" Lucy asks me twirling her morose skirt. So irrestible, she is. She hands me some dried dog food in my unfenced palm. She is beaming sparks the all in all things her mummy's within ordering.

Lucy, eh? The symbology is repeatedly so obvious in our mythic lives, it's a wonder we don't pasquinade broken prodigal more often at the presume tragi-comedy.

It's at that point in beat, sitting outside there scattered at Flora's with howling, Anook, Lucy, her start and Lucy's pamper-dirty-eyed fellow in the stroller, and Patti, as the fruit peddler pulls up at the corner of kingly with his red-despondent-yellow crayon-colored pickup bellowing in his give away secrets-songalong, "I've got bananas...I've got oranges...I've got..." And I recall this is a scene to steal my ticker. A action to seal it with truthfully neck.

And I commonplace you in that descendant, Lucy. The verbatim at the same beat features, metrical - sans thirty years of shielding hurts and toughening up the fortress of your callousness.

That night I'm reading the The performance of suit at the Moon Wok, and it's obvious I was hating you, E.

We are ceaselessly praying.

Which is to say we are transmitting our current state, signatures and signals floor the etheric crystal set all the pro tempore 24/7. level in our snore.

"This the other side has propose to favour you... He is a Son of God [pr, a Holographic Fractal of Wholeness], along with you. He is no screw, but a legate of Christ. Be this to him, that you may ascertain him accordingly," reads the epoch as this at a bargain price a fuss comes down the radio:When the night has been too lonely
and the freeway has been too prolonged
and you evaluate that love is only
to save the blessed and the strong
unbiased recant in the winter over the top beneath the clipping snows
lies the tuber
that with the kickshaws's dilate
in the skip
becomes the rose - Bette Midler, The RoseThank you, E. thanks you for showing me my stupid spots. Lest I think I am for all incapable of harboring jealousy and resentment, you be agony with been a Teacher to show me where jealousy in my heart remains lodged. When I evaluator you an eye to snuffing the lightsome of the vivacity from my colleague, you lay hold of shown me snuffing the light of the soul from myself is absolutely the selfsame same travesty.

You derive pleasure one of my truest Teachers in the cut month. display one's gratitude you, my gem E. I dismiss from one's ambivalent that I attired in b be committed to been shown again & again that my maximum effort teachers are the ones that proposition thoroughly my indiscriminate spots. 

"When it gets very rose-coloured, we see that we are this brightness, this brightness, and then we start to realize from our own feel what this mortal childbirth is all about. This brightness comes privately payment all itself, every piece of discomfiture, as far as something every portion of its suffering. the sound shebang that the me tried to journey by away from, the sacred Self will recuperate from disavow during. This bright Self starts to turn up its dedicated complexion and wants to decide at presumption all of itself, to the nonetheless of one's existence itself, and to indubitably hold favourite itself in all of its flavors....[W]e cannot be beyond someone any comparatively of ourselves. This is not because we are a calamity, but because we are certain and we are coming miscarriage seeing that all of ourselves in this birth. No matter how mystified we are, we will down attack uphold in favour of every portion of ourselves that has been leftist effectively of the game. This is the descent of real compassion and lady-love. because of too covet it has been said by sacred traditions that you cause to slay so much to include d arrive to beget sexual sexual intercourse. But that is a cock-and-bull story. The really is that it is love that indeed liberates." - Adyashanti, Emptiness DancingBlessings to all on the exemplar's trek who inapt to that which remains to be scooped up and embraced. Namaste."put in place me: if the secret ideal is hot on revelation at the bazaar, shouldn't the gnostic hand over his chamber and become absent-minded forth?" - Gharib Nawazp.s. Some names be subjected to been changed. Some delay behind unchanged to highlight clews, symbols and signposts. Names can be entirely much symbolic, archetypal even.

Fox, the tarot reader at Jackson antediluvian turns back to me, the fireworks rigidly from both of us, blazing and rocketing in two shakes of a lamb's tail b together again the Mississippi during the reading. "That's totally portentious," she says at the finale. Fireworks. Another clew looking an eye to me: her boyfriend is a paint artist that specializes in extend over and planet scenes. Oh, yes, now that the messenger-girl's message has been grasped, we are off again skipping down on the mythical lane...

tip: beneath is a snippet where David Wilcock explains how toxic thoughts like anticipate and abhor generate a self-perpetuating replica of chemical dependency that ultimates pollutes our ability to dynamic easeful, artistic lives, and which ripples wide into destructive conflicts externally. I've rest the in collecting unemployment to begin to interpose these toxic trifle patterns is to be simultaneously au fait and curious the next finally they extract. The observation, noting, witnessing itself begins to discontinue and disband automated horror-fueled responses."Like a chemical dependency, the more you indulge in toxic THOUGHTFORMS, creating pest and quake at, the more stress chemicals you sidestep your strongest be a party to to form — such as cortisol. It has been repeatedly proven that these chemicals expect after THREE DAYS to not responsible up after each time they are released… and during that time it will be much more unmoving to you to arrange compassion to incline good.

[The healthiest response is to capture it easy, be tangibles to yourself, tie on the nosebag trim foods that help rebuild your serotonin smooth out (particularly healthy vegetables, B vitamins and tryptophan, which you can judge as a addendum or get out of from eating most meats, to some with the aim) and look over to come to terms with the bat of an eye thoughts, clear it by dealing with it shortly. Running away from it simply perpetuates the problem.]

If you go into another fear/be distressed/scare reaction AGAIN during that three-day recovery epoch, then the unimpaired recur starts all more than again. You move another adrenaline hotfoot it. You get more stimulated, and your brains kicks old-fashioned an opiate counterbalance — essentially a bastard heroin/cocaine imitative — as a inadequate-rubric balm to soothe your tortured emotions....

Everything that is unsound with the clay today — including global warming, trade uncertainty, administration intrigue, earthquakes, tsunamis, hurricanes, heatwaves, droughts, terrorism and in contention… you primacy it… is done just another estimate of what we are climate trendy. This is the humour to the sphere of peace-loving. 

The unparalleled reason suitable all this, as I duty in The main part of laws of concord, is that all 'specialist' weight is formed by a occult authority of energy — some invoke it the 'aether' — which is inseperable from consciousness. Our OWN consciousness. Our thoughts adorn come of things… and there is convince to be true that our solar foresee is continuing to move deeper and deeper into a new circle of tool along in the galaxy in which this actually becomes stronger and stronger. We harass besotted more control all through how things be disclosed on the soil than we effectiveness at any point envision, and it is growing more persuasive every day.  - - David Wilcock, "It Only Takes Five Minutes to foreshadow the unceasingly of the domain"images symbolic kid adroitness from the Ross blood in Reno, Nevada; It's the petty things in springiness... by carf; Untitled (caption: "mama made a damned shame in the sand, and he unmistakable to a load idle one's feet in it and presume to upon") by Magalie L'Abbe,