8 / Seed
1st January 2008
Justice resides in the
number eight. Harmony
and Balance. Eight brings clarity
within, organization is expressed through ones creativity which brings abundance in all areas of
life.
Seed, The germination of all that comes together in
this now moment, exposing its beauty through the opening that had been created
from all times. We are being greeted and
invited to travel this path with grace and ease.
Now more then ever it is time for us to
‘Let go of the shore’, knowing
‘We are the ones we’ve been waiting for’ . . .
No one can DO anything to
us, Power lies within, share your power, don’t
GIVE it away. Every moment is a new
choice, each breath is yours only in that moment. then it’s gone, in harnessing LOVE energy, being LOVE, sharing LOVE, knowing there is only LOVE, and each of these breaths that we’re feeling/experiencing is the
gift
that brings LOVE to the surface. . .
Mood swings, wow, from moment to moment, what ever is being presented, I know is the
gift
that I am to experience in that moment. while I embrace it,
breath it into my soul, feel it, {pain, sorrow, anger} what ever shows up, this is the
gift
Source is handing to you for you to experience
IT. . . there’s no bad, no, it shouldn’t be this
way, no, why me, that’s all an illusion. . . staying in your heart, giving thanks for THIS experience, that’s it, that’s what’s there, that’s how
we allow life to take us through with GRACE AND EASE. . .
I’m addicted to
emotion, that’s why I continue to return
to Mother Earth, in past life times I
had taken that LIFE as far as I could, left the 3D world for a while, knowing I would return, each time
with more and more consciousness about choices. . . this is the most
powerful life I’ve ever experienced.
(my feeling is you’re
saying ‘ME TOO)
Embrace it all, love it
all, share all of you, every part, we’re not alone, we’re in this River as one
unit, ONE Collective unit . . .
This question showed
up: How Programmed are you? Pondering this question, looking
into my past, being the witness of all my actions, recognizing them as they appear, then the clarity rises for me to release
them. . .
Growing up with all the
thoughts that were given to me, one that stands out is this:
“If I love you enough you
won’t leave me.” This statement had
been a guide for me, living my life with this intention in the background, although it was not
held in my conscious thoughts, it was there, ( Yes, Was, it no longer dictates
my world )
No one can leave me, even when one’s
physical body is removed, the soul remains, my heart beats with its
continuous rhythm of love. . .
My love for Ian remains steadfast, He is always with me, I AM BLESSED
My Beloved Ones, I am with you, as you are with me. . .
Mike and I are honored to be of service, to hold the torch, Ian, Mike, and I wish all of our Mayan Majix family.
Contentment, joy, and LOVE
1/Earth 25th Dec. 2007
IN SEARCH OF
THE NEXT PEACE.
Great day for putting a puzzle together.
Gary and I found one we wanted to do, 1000 pieces.
Picking up a piece, seeing where it fits in,
Looking at the piece, then looking at the big
Picture, awe, where does this fit in?
The search is over, I’ve found me.
How grand it is, now I know for sure,
“I USED TO BE DIFFERENT, NOW I’M THE SAME” WH.
B I
G L O V E
The foundation
of all.
L O V E
Seeing my
world through this clear vision
Of love, its all GRAND.
8/ Seed 1st Jan. 2008
What a trip,
2008, bring it on, I’m ready,
we’re ready.
No more
waiting, no more one day, some day.
There’s no
future,
Show me the
future, show me.
Everything,
with no~thing left out,
in this very
moment.
This moment,
This moment.
8/ Justice
Harmony &
Balance
Eight is clear
organization, expressing itself with
An abundant of
creativity.
Seed
The
germination of all that came together in this
now. Exposing its
beauty through the open
path we’re
greeting this day.
Now more then
ever its time for us to ‘Let go of the shore’
Knowing ‘We are the one’s we’ve been
waiting for.’
No one can do
anything to us, power lies within,
look at what makes you happy . . .
Wrap yourself
in the ‘HAPPY’. . .
Live with ‘HAPPY.’
Love ‘HAPPY’
LOVE ENERGY
SUPPORTS ALL THINGS,
ALL OF LIFE
THRIVES ON
LOVE ENERGY
B I
G L O V E
YET, we are in this 3D world, many of us
are experiencing
or have the experiences of
The CRAZIES. Mood swings, wild rides.
Being in this
body, at this time, feeling
Everything is
a grand gift.
Personally I’m
addicted to emotions, this
is the reason I
continue to return to
This Earth Plan.
Embrace it
all, Love it all, share all of you, every part,
we’re not alone, we’re in the
River as one unit.
One Collective
Pondering this
question:
HOW PROGRAMED
AM I?
Seems the only
place I can see any of this
is to look into
‘what I call my past’.
Being the
witness of all my actions, recognizing them as
they appear, then the clarity
rises for me to release
any and all that come forth.
Holding onto
anything, any thing that
Causes you
discomfort, heart ach, well,
What are you,
who are you?
You become
that story.
My story was, “If I love him
enough he won’t
leave me.”
As if someone
can leave me. . . years I carried
that, years, my
body ached.
Even with a
physical body removed,
That soul
remains, my heart beats with it’s continuous rhythm of
LOVE.
My love for
Ian remains steadfast. He is always with
me.
I AM BLESSINGS
THOUGHTS streaming through.
Be the Willow, sway with the
breeze, no resistance.
The willow is
content, allowing
Mother Earth to guide her movement.
Being with all of it, no
matter what stands in front of you.
Boredom occurs when
you’re not happily occupied
When you walk with the
crowd, you most likely will end up in a crowd.
“I noticed I don’t put anything into my memory back that I can
write down.” Mw
Gladys Knight and the Pips:
Best Thing That Ever
Happen To Me.
Every word was geared toward my expression of love I have for Ian.
I’m having more fun now then when I was a teenager.
All the restrictions that I put upon myself at that
time is no longer there, now, I have total freedom to express
with out judgment.
Oh, how I love this.
THANK YOU DEAR
ONES.
I have an issue with the word WHY.
When I’m asked by another, why? It takes me away
From being in the present moment. being I don’t look at AN REASON.
This gift was handed to me,
So asking why, “why are you giving me this gift?”
No, Daddy told me that “Y is a crooked letter”.
It’s a vessel, a catch all, look at it.
Even though I hadn’t gotten ‘the answer’ I wanted, this had me
look deeper
within, to reach a place where I could choose to be in upset about
not getting what I asked Daddy for, or be content that what I was receiving
was
exactly what I needed at that very moment.
Now I see what he gave me, and avenue to use
and hone my intuition, common sense.
THANK YOU
DADDY.
Albert Schweitzer wrote:
“I do not know what your
destiny will be, but one thing I know, the only ones among you who will be
really happy are those who will have sought and found how to serve.”
The one thing worse than a quitter is the one who is afraid
to begin.
7/Offering 26th Jan. ‘08
Ian’s Birthday
today,
Entering his
60th revolution around the sun.
When Source
has a plan that seems incomprehensible to my small mind, there’s that instant
of thought, that switch, the one that turns everything over to that place
of
NO THING.
So the
incomprehensible doesn’t dictate my actions.
Allowing
intuition to be my guide, there’s no struggle,
Grace and Ease
IS the path way to contentment.
The Day I Visited Noetic Science
May 31, 2000
Yesterday morning I came out of the chrysalis and began editing stories for my book.
I decided to take a break and went out to my butterfly garden. There were three gulf fritillaries flying around and I offered them my finger.
Two came very close checking me out and hovering within inches of my finger. I have never had a fritillary land on me before and thought this would be the day. They didn't, but before I could be disappointed two other butterflies landed on me all within a few moments. They were skippers, a somewhat difficult butterfly to interact with as they are very flighty.
I went inside and turned around to find that one of them followed me inside and was sitting on the window. I offered it my finger and it hopped on. I took it out on the patio and it just stayed with me, even as I brought it close to
my eyes so we could get a good look at one another. I then placed my finger next to my nose and it hopped on instead of just flying away. I called to my friend who arrived just in time to see the butterfly still perched on my nose
before it flew off. Something told me this would be a great day!
I had an appointment at the Institute of Noetic Science which I had been eagerly awaiting for almost two years. My appointment was with Nola Lewis who is a projects and research coordinator. I showed her a book by Norie Huddle
called Butterfly. I began talking about the imaginal cells theory that Norie discusses. She was the first author to write about this as a metaphor for transformation. When Nola flicked open the book she had opened it up to the page on the imaginal cells.
She gave me a copy of IONS. When I got home I found the article What the Butterfly Knows and Wired for Wings which had the story of the imaginal cells.
Now that is Synchronicity!
in peace,
Alan
What the Butterfly Knows
IONS - Issue 52, June - August 2000
http://www.noetic.org/publications/review/issue52/r52_Thompson.html
When the Institute of Noetic Science - IONS - put out a call for "stories of transformation" unexpected life-changing events with a spiritual twist the responses came flooding in. Author and IONS editor Keith Thompson retells
some of these tales and explores their deeper implications.
“What the caterpillar calls the end of the world the rest of the world calls butterfly.” - Richard Bach
Wired for Wings
Metamorphosis. The word was seldom used by participants in the IONS study.
Yet the image of being made new and profoundly different occurred throughout the stories. One participant's use of the caterpillar-butterfly analogy
points to the ambivalence that inevitably comes with knowing that some part of us” literal, metaphoric, or both” dies in order for something new to be born.
A growing caterpillar's cells, which later become the butterfly's cells, are distributed at different locations within the body of the caterpillar. Small clusters of tiny cells, called imaginal buds, embody the blueprint of the
butterfly. The caterpillar's immune system recognizes these as foreign and tries to destroy them. (You'll never get me up in one of those things, one caterpillar is rumored to have told another as they watched a monarch ascend from a
cocoon in early spring). As the buds arrive faster and begin to link up, the
caterpillar's immune system breaks down and its body begins to disintegrate.
Still, the butterfly doesn't compete with the caterpillar.
There's no battle for dominance; the butterfly is not an alien organism developing within the caterpillar. The caterpillar/butterfly is a single organism, with the same
genetic code. Through a powerful, devastating process, it is no longer a caterpillar. It is transformed and reborn as a butterfly.
People who experience being engaged with a powerful force that seems to lift them beyond themselves seldom fully understand what happens in such moments.
Nor do they find it easy to talk about the experience. Something has been annihilated. Something extraordinary has been born.
The lucky ones, like the butterfly, realize they have a limited amount of time to spread their new wings, and soar.
(Imaginal buds or cells is a concept first discussed by Norie Huddle in her book Butterfly which was written to help usher in what she calls the "Butterfly Era" of global civilization.)
What the Butterfly Knows
Once Richard Gunther left the room, it all started. While participating in a Gestalt awareness workshop at California's Esalen Institute in the early 1970s, Gunther felt a sudden urge to walk onto the adjoining balcony.
It was a dazzingly bright day, and I was facing the dramatic, rocky
Big Sur coastline, Gunther recalls. The ocean swells were gentle, seals were at play, and behind me were the coastal mountains. I was totally immersed in this peaceful scene, but then realized I wasn't simply enjoying the scenery
in the normal sense. My consciousness had shifted. I had no sensation of standing on the balcony, but was fused with all of nature. I felt totally whole, as waves of joy and a calm inner strength possessed me. There was no I” only a
we™ as I became one with all I saw. I knew in those few moments that I was living at a level of reality that I had never achieved, or even believed was possible.
Nearly three decades later, Gunther” a successful Los Angeles entrepreneur” says he continues to find the experience compelling.Likewise, questions that
came in the immediate wake of the experience are no less alive for him today.
Is this how we were designed to live, before the pure joy was civilized out of us? Is there a universal consciousness that I touched for those few minutes?
Are we really all one, and is this connectedness and wholeness the true nature of reality?
His questioning took on new urgency in 1997, when Gunther’s
twelve-year-old granddaughter was hit by a car and killed instantly. She stepped out onto the street, was gone forever” and I am devastated, Gunther wrote at the time. I
have never known such pain, for my wife and me, for Eva and the life she will never have, and for our children whose lives are shattered. Struggling to make sense of the loss of my beloved Eva, Gunther found himself perplexed by
similarities between his experience of ecstatic oneness on the deck at Big Sur” and his experience of heartbreaking loss.
After the Esalen incident, I became less competitive. I saw the world with softer eyes, and I think it made me more tolerant and open, Gunther says.
Likewise, Evas death left him with broader, more piercing
compassion for the hurting world in which we live” the dying babies in Rwanda, the starving children in North Korea, the grinding poverty in Bangladesh. Yet it was what
seemed to him a metaphysical semblance between the two dissimilar experiences that
pushed Gunthers curiosity to new depths.
On the one hand, his moments of rapture on the California coast had left him with a visceral sense that the world is far more complex, subtle, and mystical than I had ever imagined. In the aftermath of Evas death, Gunther had an
equally organic sense that he could sometimes feel her energy. At times he tries to absorb her energy into my body so that she will always be a
part of me: Sometimes it happens, and other times I am left with only pain.
Gunther was also left with a desire to do what he could to find out if transformative experiences of various kinds can have a lasting effecton peoples
lives. If we can examine what triggers these feelings, he
thought, and if there are common elements involved, then perhaps one day we can deliberately
activate these personal growth opportunities. That's when he called the Institute of Noetic Sciences.
Talking with Dick Gunther about the challenges of studying
extraordinary experiences raised some excitingpossibilities, recalls Marilyn Schlitz, IONS
director of research and a cultural anthropologist by training. She noted that there have been a few first-rate studies comparing ordinary and extraordinary
human functioning. For Schlitz, that was the problem: too few. She cited as pioneering works William James™ Varieties of Religious Experience, Marghanita Laskis Ecstasy, Abraham Maslows The Farther Reaches of Human
Nature, and Michael Murphys The Future of the Body.
Freud introduced us to the psychopathology of everyday life, she continues. Modern psychology has left no stone unturned in documenting the myriad ways we humans fall short of what Abraham Lincoln called our better angels.
We've learned a great deal through that approach. Yet we're still largely ignorant about human capacities for self-transcendence, unitive experience, and exceptional functioning. After discussions with Gunther, Schlitz
invited interested IONS members to participate in an exploratory research project around
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