I dreamed about my parents a few nights ago but could remember so little I thought it hardly worth writing it down. But since I am here to record last night's dream I may as well jot down what I can recall. I remember I pulled into the driveway at dusk and knew there should be quite a few people there and was therefore surprised to see no cars in the driveway and the front door open. I went inside to find my mother, did not ask her what she and Dad were doing home and where all the cars were, or if I did ask her I forget what she said, but when I asked her where Dad was, she pointed into the bathroom (we were in the hall just outside the bathroom door) and said "He's right there". And there was my Dad, sitting on the toilet, in the same pink towel my brother-in-law was wearing when he came out on the patio last time we were there. That's all I can recall.
Last night's is also extremely spotty, but the part I remember loud and clear was being in a car on a curvy highway, and noticing the traffic ahead of me was all slowing down and stopping, stopping my own car in time and then nervously checking my rear view mirror to make sure all the cars behind us realized we were all stopped. I think there was construction or an accident in the left-hand lane.
I frequently have driving dreams, not sure what that means, I should look it up in the dream book Dianne gave me for my birthday one year.
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Monday, October 4, 2010
October Dream Journal
This weekend I dreamed about people from work. Saturday night, (10/2) I dreamed I was naked in bed with and about to start having sex with some Middle Eastern man, I told him to go close the bedroom door and there was Chris N. from work, in a towel (I think he just got out of the shower) reminding us that he was supposed to room with me and asking if it was still ok and basically getting me off the hook from the sex I was about to have, which I don't think I really wanted to have.
Last night (10/3) or should I say this morning, I again dreamed about someone from work. Since my last day is supposed to be the 29th of this month, Mark H. decided to move himself into my cube. He packed up all my stuff, installed some cube mirrors so he could see who was coming up behind him while he worked, and I said to him, you packed up all my stuff? And he said yeah and I said, wow, that was really ballsy of you at which point his boss Joe K. came along and I sort of rolled my eyes at him in disbelief. I couldn't believe he just packed up all my shit! And apparently was expecting me to share my cube with him for my last month, because my chair was still there, side by side with his and touching.
Last night (10/3) or should I say this morning, I again dreamed about someone from work. Since my last day is supposed to be the 29th of this month, Mark H. decided to move himself into my cube. He packed up all my stuff, installed some cube mirrors so he could see who was coming up behind him while he worked, and I said to him, you packed up all my stuff? And he said yeah and I said, wow, that was really ballsy of you at which point his boss Joe K. came along and I sort of rolled my eyes at him in disbelief. I couldn't believe he just packed up all my shit! And apparently was expecting me to share my cube with him for my last month, because my chair was still there, side by side with his and touching.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
My Favorite Quotes from MBT
Again, I haven't been blogging much lately, still mightily consumed with Tom Campbell's My Big TOE, I finished finding all of the missing hyphens I could locate, and have moved on to building the index for the book.
While I am building the index, I cannot stop myself from pulling out the pearls and nuggets of wisdom that helped make this trilogy one of my all-time favorite books.
I have no right to post these quotes here, and it is most likely a copyright infringement, but in my defense, the vast majority of the My Big TOE trilogy is available for free on google books right here:
http://books.google.co.uk/books?id=6To0902iZeYC&printsec=frontcover&dq=My+Big+TOE#v=onepage&q=&f=false
and so I don't think the author can get too upset with me. At least, I hope he doesn't get upset with me.
So without any further ado, here they are, my all-time favorite quotes written in my all-time favorite book by my all-time favorite author, at least for the time that is being.
“…the distinction between the objective physical outside world and the subjective nonphysical inside world of mind and consciousness is wholly dependent upon, and relative to, the observer.”
“Big Truth, once understood and assimilated, always modifies your intent, and invariably leads to personal change.”
“Once the mental door of indisputable fact is pried open, the light begins to flood through.”
“anyone can learn what I have learned”
“Becoming too enamored of paranormal phenomena can distract you from more important issues and retard or prevent your further development.”
“…the evidence, as well as the key to understanding, lies within your own experience – and nowhere else.”
“We almost always let our egos trick us into believing that we are much less ignorant than we actually are.”
“The quality of your being expresses the correctness of your understanding. Think about that a moment. What does the quality of your being say about the correctness of your understanding?”
“What is deeply ingrained in us is nearly impossible for us to notice – it becomes part of the invisible inner core of our being.”
“Big Truth must be understood deeply to be effectively applied.”
“The truth is not delicate; it will stand up to vigorous testing.”
“Belief is not a shortcut that will actually take you to a significant destination. Believing what others say is a risky business. You must discover truth and knowledge for yourself or it will not be your truth or your knowledge. Your truth and knowledge lives deeply and vibrantly within your being while someone else’s truth and knowledge can penetrate no deeper than your intellect.”
“There is a natural and necessary order to any developmental growth.”
“Good science starts with honesty, and honesty is most easily applied in an ego-free and fear-free environment.”
“To get out of the box, you first must step over its edge – an act too frightening and intimidating for most box dwellers who will always find plenty of good reasons why it is actually better to stay safely in the box.”
– “For every irrational rationalization there exists an equal but opposite irrational rationalization.” [Campbell’s Third Law of No Motion (otherwise known as the law of inaction-reaction)]
“Spiritual growth, personal growth, improving the quality of your consciousness, evolving your being, increasing your capacity to love, and decreasing the entropy of your consciousness are all essentially synonymous and equivalent.”
“We humans are generally as aware of our individuality as we are blind to our conformity – that is our nature.”
“All paths have benefits and challenges.”
“Our ignorance does not impose limits on the larger reality – only upon our understanding of it.”
“It may take an extremely long time (dim awareness can be very slow), but under the steady pressure of a relentless evolution constantly nudging all systems toward greater profitability, progress is eventually made as new possibilities are explored.”
“Pseudo-knowledge is useless except as a pacifier for a needy ego.”
“Appreciating your limitations is the first step toward obtaining wisdom.” “At the same time, creating apparent limitations where none actually exist by getting stuck in belief traps is a great waste of potential.”
“The ability to accurately assess one’s fundamental limitations differentiates the wise from the foolish”
“It is our free will, our self- interaction, and our interaction with others that creates the possibility of learning, which in turn creates our potential for growth.”
“Assuming responsibility for your life is a good place to start anything.”
“These maze rats are not dumb – they are merely confused and blinded by their belief systems. What should you do to help? Love them and let them be – they will eventually figure it out (explaining it to them often ends up confusing them more). Just love them and let them be – and evolve your consciousness to the greatest extent possible. That way, if asked, you can point out unseen opportunities and options from a more balanced and less ego driven perspective, serve as a good example, and provide encouragement through living proof that success is possible. That is about all you can do to help.”
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and in my further defense, I do own this book, I could very well have typed all of this up out of the copy my sisters bought me for my birthday, or one of the two copies I bought for myself.
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While I am building the index, I cannot stop myself from pulling out the pearls and nuggets of wisdom that helped make this trilogy one of my all-time favorite books.
I have no right to post these quotes here, and it is most likely a copyright infringement, but in my defense, the vast majority of the My Big TOE trilogy is available for free on google books right here:
http://books.google.co.uk/books?id=6To0902iZeYC&printsec=frontcover&dq=My+Big+TOE#v=onepage&q=&f=false
and so I don't think the author can get too upset with me. At least, I hope he doesn't get upset with me.
So without any further ado, here they are, my all-time favorite quotes written in my all-time favorite book by my all-time favorite author, at least for the time that is being.
“…the distinction between the objective physical outside world and the subjective nonphysical inside world of mind and consciousness is wholly dependent upon, and relative to, the observer.”
“Big Truth, once understood and assimilated, always modifies your intent, and invariably leads to personal change.”
“Once the mental door of indisputable fact is pried open, the light begins to flood through.”
“anyone can learn what I have learned”
“Becoming too enamored of paranormal phenomena can distract you from more important issues and retard or prevent your further development.”
“…the evidence, as well as the key to understanding, lies within your own experience – and nowhere else.”
“We almost always let our egos trick us into believing that we are much less ignorant than we actually are.”
“The quality of your being expresses the correctness of your understanding. Think about that a moment. What does the quality of your being say about the correctness of your understanding?”
“What is deeply ingrained in us is nearly impossible for us to notice – it becomes part of the invisible inner core of our being.”
“Big Truth must be understood deeply to be effectively applied.”
“The truth is not delicate; it will stand up to vigorous testing.”
“Belief is not a shortcut that will actually take you to a significant destination. Believing what others say is a risky business. You must discover truth and knowledge for yourself or it will not be your truth or your knowledge. Your truth and knowledge lives deeply and vibrantly within your being while someone else’s truth and knowledge can penetrate no deeper than your intellect.”
“There is a natural and necessary order to any developmental growth.”
“Good science starts with honesty, and honesty is most easily applied in an ego-free and fear-free environment.”
“To get out of the box, you first must step over its edge – an act too frightening and intimidating for most box dwellers who will always find plenty of good reasons why it is actually better to stay safely in the box.”
– “For every irrational rationalization there exists an equal but opposite irrational rationalization.” [Campbell’s Third Law of No Motion (otherwise known as the law of inaction-reaction)]
“Spiritual growth, personal growth, improving the quality of your consciousness, evolving your being, increasing your capacity to love, and decreasing the entropy of your consciousness are all essentially synonymous and equivalent.”
“We humans are generally as aware of our individuality as we are blind to our conformity – that is our nature.”
“All paths have benefits and challenges.”
“Our ignorance does not impose limits on the larger reality – only upon our understanding of it.”
“It may take an extremely long time (dim awareness can be very slow), but under the steady pressure of a relentless evolution constantly nudging all systems toward greater profitability, progress is eventually made as new possibilities are explored.”
“Pseudo-knowledge is useless except as a pacifier for a needy ego.”
“Appreciating your limitations is the first step toward obtaining wisdom.” “At the same time, creating apparent limitations where none actually exist by getting stuck in belief traps is a great waste of potential.”
“The ability to accurately assess one’s fundamental limitations differentiates the wise from the foolish”
“It is our free will, our self- interaction, and our interaction with others that creates the possibility of learning, which in turn creates our potential for growth.”
“Assuming responsibility for your life is a good place to start anything.”
“These maze rats are not dumb – they are merely confused and blinded by their belief systems. What should you do to help? Love them and let them be – they will eventually figure it out (explaining it to them often ends up confusing them more). Just love them and let them be – and evolve your consciousness to the greatest extent possible. That way, if asked, you can point out unseen opportunities and options from a more balanced and less ego driven perspective, serve as a good example, and provide encouragement through living proof that success is possible. That is about all you can do to help.”
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and in my further defense, I do own this book, I could very well have typed all of this up out of the copy my sisters bought me for my birthday, or one of the two copies I bought for myself.
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Saturday, January 9, 2010
TOE Talk
I haven't blogged in a while for two main reasons: 1.) I've been mightily consumed in reading and assimilating Thomas Campbell's Trilogy "My Big TOE" and 2.) I recently made my blog more available/accessible than ever in the past and I believe that has made me somewhat reticent to spill the way I used to.
I'm not even sure what I came here to write about, but knowing me over these past three months or so, I imagine it has something to do with Tom Campbell. Ever since a couple of weeks before my birthday when I watched his London Lecture on YouTube (I will have to paste a link I guess or you can just go a couple posts back to get my initial impression as captured back then)
http://aerolynda.blogspot.com/2009/10/consciousness-connection.html
and basically became a convert, he's all I want to talk about. Convert is a very bad way of putting it though since his theory is not a church or a religion any more than I believe Michael Sharp's Lightning Path is, although I can see the potential for it in both.
Now I am reading his trilogy and assimilating it like I said, which basically means finding all of the similarities I can between this new material and everything else I've absorbed through the years, which of course more than anything is the work of Neale Donald Walsch.
I have befriended a couple of dear folks on the My Big TOE discussion forums and one of them has lovingly suggested in a private message or two that there may be a book in me somewhere. Well after giving it a modicum of introspection, I thought if there's really something in there, maybe it's got something to do with comparing and contrasting the teachings from both, if I can manage to finish My Big TOE (henceforth to be shortened in my references to "MBT") and continue comprehending at least as much as I've managed to figure out so far.
I have the comments I made on YouTube to refer to, where I pointed out most of the comparisons that sprang to mind most easily, as a jumping off point.
I guess I will keep this blog updated with my progress, if any gets made!
Edit: Tom Campbell wants to include me in his acknowledgements! OMG I am in heaven! Finally, for once, my incurable, incessant typo-spotting affliction works in my favor!
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I'm not even sure what I came here to write about, but knowing me over these past three months or so, I imagine it has something to do with Tom Campbell. Ever since a couple of weeks before my birthday when I watched his London Lecture on YouTube (I will have to paste a link I guess or you can just go a couple posts back to get my initial impression as captured back then)
http://aerolynda.blogspot.com/2009/10/consciousness-connection.html
and basically became a convert, he's all I want to talk about. Convert is a very bad way of putting it though since his theory is not a church or a religion any more than I believe Michael Sharp's Lightning Path is, although I can see the potential for it in both.
Now I am reading his trilogy and assimilating it like I said, which basically means finding all of the similarities I can between this new material and everything else I've absorbed through the years, which of course more than anything is the work of Neale Donald Walsch.
I have befriended a couple of dear folks on the My Big TOE discussion forums and one of them has lovingly suggested in a private message or two that there may be a book in me somewhere. Well after giving it a modicum of introspection, I thought if there's really something in there, maybe it's got something to do with comparing and contrasting the teachings from both, if I can manage to finish My Big TOE (henceforth to be shortened in my references to "MBT") and continue comprehending at least as much as I've managed to figure out so far.
I have the comments I made on YouTube to refer to, where I pointed out most of the comparisons that sprang to mind most easily, as a jumping off point.
I guess I will keep this blog updated with my progress, if any gets made!
Edit: Tom Campbell wants to include me in his acknowledgements! OMG I am in heaven! Finally, for once, my incurable, incessant typo-spotting affliction works in my favor!
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Saturday, December 12, 2009
My Theory of the Mass by Lynda G. Sterling
NOTE: I started writing this book years ago, before reading anything by Neale Donald Walsch, Tom Campbell or Dr. Michael Sharp. When I read the first CwG books, I realized mine didn't need to be written.
This is all I could find of it so far, I know there is more somewhere, buried.
Introduction
I had no religious upbringing. I was never trained in any religion. Therefore, I do not claim to have any religious knowledge or background. I wonder sometimes if that’s why I came up with my theory of the Mass. I had to have some explanation for life, the Universe, mysterious things like miracles, yet I could not consider “God” to be the reason for these occurrences. I could not believe in a male God; a God who made man “in his image”.
I remembered reading somewhere that in the original language of the bible, there were no masculine or feminine pronouns. The same pronoun meant he, she, it and more, and the meaning was gleaned from the context. Somehow, somewhere, through the ages of men, something was lost in the translation. Most people had come to think of God as a male. Being female I simply could not buy this idea. I could not swallow the thought that the all-powerful force in this place could possibly ever have a penis.
You may notice I frequently use tired cliches. That is because I am truly not a writer. I am truly just a person with a theory I want to share. So let’s get on with it...
Chapter 1: The beginning
Once upon a time, there was an infinite mass of energy. All that existed was this mass. This mass was all that there was. God, the universe, Allah, Buddha, the All That There Is, none of these existed, only the mass. The mass spent millions of eons getting to know and to love itself. The mass got to know and to love itself intimately. Then one day the mass became bored. It knew itself well enough to know it had become lonely. It had become sick of being All That There Was. So the mass came up with a plan.
“As well as I know myself,” the mass thought to itself, “and I know myself well, I want to get to know myself better. I want to know how I will behave, given different circumstances. I want to know how I would behave were I born into poverty to parents who did not plan for me. Likewise, I want to know how I will behave if born to loving, generous, wealthy parents with servants and everything money can buy. I want to know what it’s like to be tall, short, skinny, fat, smart, dumb and so forth. I want to know how I would interact with different entities on different planets and in different time periods. I want to have fingers and eyes and to smell things, and hear. I want to try things and do things and go places and love. I want to experience everything and mull it all over. I think I will create myself some excitement.”
And so, the universe came into being. There was a big bang, or a spark, or whatever theory you like to believe about the beginning of time. And eventually people were there. And people were there through the ages. Smart, short, dumb, fat, all types of people lived all kinds of lives. They evolved from hunters and gatherers to conveyors of information. But people forgot one fundamental fact: they all were a part of the mass. They forgot that they came here to know one another, to love one another, and to experience things and live life.
Throughout this book, you’ll hear me say, “we came here to know one another.” I truly believe this is so. All of my beliefs about religion and death and coincidence and fear and true love, all tie-in one way or another to this theory I’ve developed of the mass. Through books that I’ve read and discussions I’ve had, I believe in reincarnation. I believe one soul can live many lifetimes, and that the time in between is spent studying. I believe the universe is one big giant schoolhouse, and everything we do while we’re here has to do in some way with our learning. I believe that enlightenment is a gradual process, one each of us does on his own. It will be my goal, through the course of this book, to explain why I believe as I do.
Chapter 2: Visualization
I started learning about creative visualization approximately ten years ago. Ever since I learned we only use ten percent or less of our brainpower, I believed the additional 90% must be for something phenomenal. If we can accomplish as much as we have using less than one-tenth of our brain, imagine what could be accomplished if we were operating at full capacity! Or even at ninety percent! I have long believed that extrasensory perception is more than a likelihood, but fact. I believe I have experienced telepathy myself, as well as hearing the voice of my inner self. I believe in the forces of prayer and visualization, in everyday aspects of life. I believe that, more than just “positive thinking” it is possible to do things with our minds. I believe we can act as clear channels for love, and I believe those who do are immortal. I believe it is possible to live together in peace and it is my hope that this book will encourage that.
Anyway, I believe it is possible, if we think the right thoughts, to actually make things happen in our lives. I can’t believe it is coincidence that ten years ago I started dreaming of, wishing for, whatever you want to call it, a house and a dog and good cars. I find it so humorous, when looking over old notebooks, how perfectly everything happened. I can’t thank Shakti Gawain and Sanaya Roman enough for writing the books that I read. Gradually I realized whatever I spent the most of my time thinking about, or wishing for, or just concentrating on like a laser, would actually come true for me in time. I first visualized being a writer, then a professional gambler, and eventually a self-made, independently wealthy, altruistic and generous multi-billionaire who donates to charity and gives homeless creatures a home. So far I’m a writer and a pretty good gambler, but the billions are slow to arrive.
Chapter 3: Fear of Death, after Death, Crossing Over and Mom
I have long believed it is possible to communicate with the dead once they’re gone.
For most of my life I’ve been interested in people who claim they can “Speak to the Dead.” I don’t think it’s a small coincidence that I am alive in the time that I am, because more and more authors and books on the subject have come along since I first had these feelings. I used to pillage the TV guide listings for talk shows featuring Sylvia Browne or John Edward. I was particularly fond of James van Praagh, with those beautiful, honest blue eyes. I had the good fortune to sit for John Holland in Boston and through him, my Mom gave me a rose.
All the books I’ve read about near death experiences confirm what I’ve come to believe. When we die, at the moment of death, foremost we don’t feel a thing. There is no pain associated with the moment of death, just an incomprehensible freedom and love. There is the freedom of being out of our physical bodies and the remembering of what we once were. There is the overwhelming sense of “having come home” and the powerful forces of love. There is the remembering of all we once knew as the truth, and the comparison to how we lived life. There is a life review, where we watch what we’ve done, and remark how we could have done better. There is a reunion with souls that we loved here on earth and the feeling of again being wrapped, enveloped, in the light of God’s love. Now, I said in the introduction, about God and all that, but this explanation satisfies most. Heaven, or most people’s conception of it, is basically what I believe too. You go home, you see the light and feel the love, and remember all you once knew. The very idea of having all of my questions answered invokes visions of heaven for me. But I had trouble reconciling my beliefs about after-death communication with my beliefs about life after life. If someone could be reborn, if my dog Sabrina could be the reincarnated soul of my friend Mikey’s dog Norton, then how could Norton’s soul still be in a place where he could be contacted by someone like John Edward? I had to devise a more clarified vision of what does it mean to be here. Then I suddenly read in a book the concept of multiple galaxies. Suppose for a moment you reached a crossroads in your life, a place where an important decision needed making. Suppose you then split, into two different yous, and each of you made one decision. This is a very difficult concept to grasp, I know, and I am still figuring it out for myself. But suppose every choice you ever had to make in your life, you actually got to live out both decisions? One of you, the you that you know, made the choice that you made, but just suppose if you can, that’s not all. Suppose you split off and you lived out both choices, and later you looked down both paths? This is why I feel that some of us have that uncontrollable urge to “see what I would have had” playing games. Whenever, in poker, I would fold and not draw, I had to check the person’s cards on my left who “got what I would have had.” Or in dice, like in Yahtzee, if you take the full house, would you have pulled four-of-a if you rolled on three fives? In my theory of the mass, there’s no need to worry! You go down the path you are sure is more right, and it all will work out in the end!
My theory explains why I felt such a strong bond with the people at work when I took my last job. I had interviewed for the same job nearly a year before but had turned it down because I was not ready to leave the place I was at. Ten months and three layoffs later, I was singing a different tune. So when I took the job and met all my co-workers, they were shockingly familiar to me, even though we had all just met. The multiple universe theory would say that I knew these people from having actually taken the job a year before, meaning that another me in another universe had actually been working with these people for the last eleven months!
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Edit - Just found a more complete copy - I will post when I am able.
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This is all I could find of it so far, I know there is more somewhere, buried.
Introduction
I had no religious upbringing. I was never trained in any religion. Therefore, I do not claim to have any religious knowledge or background. I wonder sometimes if that’s why I came up with my theory of the Mass. I had to have some explanation for life, the Universe, mysterious things like miracles, yet I could not consider “God” to be the reason for these occurrences. I could not believe in a male God; a God who made man “in his image”.
I remembered reading somewhere that in the original language of the bible, there were no masculine or feminine pronouns. The same pronoun meant he, she, it and more, and the meaning was gleaned from the context. Somehow, somewhere, through the ages of men, something was lost in the translation. Most people had come to think of God as a male. Being female I simply could not buy this idea. I could not swallow the thought that the all-powerful force in this place could possibly ever have a penis.
You may notice I frequently use tired cliches. That is because I am truly not a writer. I am truly just a person with a theory I want to share. So let’s get on with it...
Chapter 1: The beginning
Once upon a time, there was an infinite mass of energy. All that existed was this mass. This mass was all that there was. God, the universe, Allah, Buddha, the All That There Is, none of these existed, only the mass. The mass spent millions of eons getting to know and to love itself. The mass got to know and to love itself intimately. Then one day the mass became bored. It knew itself well enough to know it had become lonely. It had become sick of being All That There Was. So the mass came up with a plan.
“As well as I know myself,” the mass thought to itself, “and I know myself well, I want to get to know myself better. I want to know how I will behave, given different circumstances. I want to know how I would behave were I born into poverty to parents who did not plan for me. Likewise, I want to know how I will behave if born to loving, generous, wealthy parents with servants and everything money can buy. I want to know what it’s like to be tall, short, skinny, fat, smart, dumb and so forth. I want to know how I would interact with different entities on different planets and in different time periods. I want to have fingers and eyes and to smell things, and hear. I want to try things and do things and go places and love. I want to experience everything and mull it all over. I think I will create myself some excitement.”
And so, the universe came into being. There was a big bang, or a spark, or whatever theory you like to believe about the beginning of time. And eventually people were there. And people were there through the ages. Smart, short, dumb, fat, all types of people lived all kinds of lives. They evolved from hunters and gatherers to conveyors of information. But people forgot one fundamental fact: they all were a part of the mass. They forgot that they came here to know one another, to love one another, and to experience things and live life.
Throughout this book, you’ll hear me say, “we came here to know one another.” I truly believe this is so. All of my beliefs about religion and death and coincidence and fear and true love, all tie-in one way or another to this theory I’ve developed of the mass. Through books that I’ve read and discussions I’ve had, I believe in reincarnation. I believe one soul can live many lifetimes, and that the time in between is spent studying. I believe the universe is one big giant schoolhouse, and everything we do while we’re here has to do in some way with our learning. I believe that enlightenment is a gradual process, one each of us does on his own. It will be my goal, through the course of this book, to explain why I believe as I do.
Chapter 2: Visualization
I started learning about creative visualization approximately ten years ago. Ever since I learned we only use ten percent or less of our brainpower, I believed the additional 90% must be for something phenomenal. If we can accomplish as much as we have using less than one-tenth of our brain, imagine what could be accomplished if we were operating at full capacity! Or even at ninety percent! I have long believed that extrasensory perception is more than a likelihood, but fact. I believe I have experienced telepathy myself, as well as hearing the voice of my inner self. I believe in the forces of prayer and visualization, in everyday aspects of life. I believe that, more than just “positive thinking” it is possible to do things with our minds. I believe we can act as clear channels for love, and I believe those who do are immortal. I believe it is possible to live together in peace and it is my hope that this book will encourage that.
Anyway, I believe it is possible, if we think the right thoughts, to actually make things happen in our lives. I can’t believe it is coincidence that ten years ago I started dreaming of, wishing for, whatever you want to call it, a house and a dog and good cars. I find it so humorous, when looking over old notebooks, how perfectly everything happened. I can’t thank Shakti Gawain and Sanaya Roman enough for writing the books that I read. Gradually I realized whatever I spent the most of my time thinking about, or wishing for, or just concentrating on like a laser, would actually come true for me in time. I first visualized being a writer, then a professional gambler, and eventually a self-made, independently wealthy, altruistic and generous multi-billionaire who donates to charity and gives homeless creatures a home. So far I’m a writer and a pretty good gambler, but the billions are slow to arrive.
Chapter 3: Fear of Death, after Death, Crossing Over and Mom
I have long believed it is possible to communicate with the dead once they’re gone.
For most of my life I’ve been interested in people who claim they can “Speak to the Dead.” I don’t think it’s a small coincidence that I am alive in the time that I am, because more and more authors and books on the subject have come along since I first had these feelings. I used to pillage the TV guide listings for talk shows featuring Sylvia Browne or John Edward. I was particularly fond of James van Praagh, with those beautiful, honest blue eyes. I had the good fortune to sit for John Holland in Boston and through him, my Mom gave me a rose.
All the books I’ve read about near death experiences confirm what I’ve come to believe. When we die, at the moment of death, foremost we don’t feel a thing. There is no pain associated with the moment of death, just an incomprehensible freedom and love. There is the freedom of being out of our physical bodies and the remembering of what we once were. There is the overwhelming sense of “having come home” and the powerful forces of love. There is the remembering of all we once knew as the truth, and the comparison to how we lived life. There is a life review, where we watch what we’ve done, and remark how we could have done better. There is a reunion with souls that we loved here on earth and the feeling of again being wrapped, enveloped, in the light of God’s love. Now, I said in the introduction, about God and all that, but this explanation satisfies most. Heaven, or most people’s conception of it, is basically what I believe too. You go home, you see the light and feel the love, and remember all you once knew. The very idea of having all of my questions answered invokes visions of heaven for me. But I had trouble reconciling my beliefs about after-death communication with my beliefs about life after life. If someone could be reborn, if my dog Sabrina could be the reincarnated soul of my friend Mikey’s dog Norton, then how could Norton’s soul still be in a place where he could be contacted by someone like John Edward? I had to devise a more clarified vision of what does it mean to be here. Then I suddenly read in a book the concept of multiple galaxies. Suppose for a moment you reached a crossroads in your life, a place where an important decision needed making. Suppose you then split, into two different yous, and each of you made one decision. This is a very difficult concept to grasp, I know, and I am still figuring it out for myself. But suppose every choice you ever had to make in your life, you actually got to live out both decisions? One of you, the you that you know, made the choice that you made, but just suppose if you can, that’s not all. Suppose you split off and you lived out both choices, and later you looked down both paths? This is why I feel that some of us have that uncontrollable urge to “see what I would have had” playing games. Whenever, in poker, I would fold and not draw, I had to check the person’s cards on my left who “got what I would have had.” Or in dice, like in Yahtzee, if you take the full house, would you have pulled four-of-a if you rolled on three fives? In my theory of the mass, there’s no need to worry! You go down the path you are sure is more right, and it all will work out in the end!
My theory explains why I felt such a strong bond with the people at work when I took my last job. I had interviewed for the same job nearly a year before but had turned it down because I was not ready to leave the place I was at. Ten months and three layoffs later, I was singing a different tune. So when I took the job and met all my co-workers, they were shockingly familiar to me, even though we had all just met. The multiple universe theory would say that I knew these people from having actually taken the job a year before, meaning that another me in another universe had actually been working with these people for the last eleven months!
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Edit - Just found a more complete copy - I will post when I am able.
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Sunday, October 4, 2009
The Consciousness Connection
Thomas Campbell, you are my hero. I watched your London presentation and listened to your interview on The Intuitive Soul and I am now your faithful follower. You managed to bring together everything I've been studying and present it in a logical, scientific manner. You are the first nuclear physicist I've ever heard of to want to try having out of body experiences. And you are also the first nuclear physicist I've ever heard say The Law of Attraction is correct, you do create your own reality.
And whether you realize it or not, this consciousness of which you speak is clearly God.
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And whether you realize it or not, this consciousness of which you speak is clearly God.
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Saturday, October 3, 2009
Self-Forgiveness
I am becoming a master copy/paster! I found this post on a Desteni forum while searching for what others had to say about the WingMakers material. Since the kind soul Gabriel took the time and trouble to type all of this up, I thought I would re-post it here for folks to take a look at and decide if it resonates. I bolded some parts that rang true for me.Warning, it's pretty lengthy.
The first reply to Gabriel's post said something like "Thanks, that helped clear some self-forgiveness." Well, Ya! I think that's what it was meant to do!
Here's what Gabriel said:
"is the voice really me? is it actually me speaking? why have i come to believe i require this inner voice? how did this start? when the voice speaks, what is actually going on? why did i listen? how can it be there is a voice in my head? does it serve a purpose?
did i accept it because i saw everyone else was doing it?
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to trust my thoughts because i saw everyone else doing it
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe that because everyone else is doing it, it must be acceptable and ok
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to not question my thoughts or the origin of my thoughts but merely take them for granted as 'a part of me' - as 'me speaking to msyelf' apparently
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to indulge in thought because i used the excuse that no one can see it
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to try to live my thoughts
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe my thoughts guide me
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe i can still trust my thoughts
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe my thoughts are 'mine'
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to see thought as normal, because it has always been there, because i apparently cannot remember having no thoughts
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to wish my thoughts were real
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to hope my thoughts are real
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to trust my thoughts as real
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to regret having trusted my thoughts all my life
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to regret having believed my thoughts all my life
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to continue following my thoughts, because i believed
this is all there is
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to judge my thoughts
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to see thoughts as 'me'
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to see thoughts as necessary to survive, and that thinking assists me with being able to survive in this world
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to regret that i never considered trusting myself as life instead of trusting my thoughts
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to regret never having trusted myself as life and merely having tried to live my thoughts and trust the program
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to regret never having stopped myself and question what i am actually doing, why is there thought?
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe that thought is necessary because we were created by god, therefore it must be right
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe that i was created by god and therefore not question myself
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe there must be a purpose to everything because i believed it was created by God
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to place my trust in a God seperate from me so that i would never have to question myself - who i am- what is actually going on in this world and within me
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe the world and humans are good as it is in essence because god created it
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to trust my thoughts as god
i forgive myself that i have never allowed myself to realise that in everything i am responsible for myself and that i my own creation
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to see thinking as useful
i forgive myself that i have allowed msyelf to participate in thought because i wanted to be accepted by others
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to seek for acceptance with others and by others, instead of seeing myself and accepting myself as all as one as equal and trusting myself as life
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to want to be smart like other children and therefore indulge in thought
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe that other people have usefull thoughts
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe others had cool thoughts
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to see others thoughts as more than me, and feel inferior
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to feel inferior to other people's thoughts as they would speak them
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to compare myself to other people as they would speak their thoughts
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to speak my thoughts because i wanted to be accepted and because i believed that if others do it then it must be ok
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe that the thoughts people speak is who they really are, is that which make them 'someone'/a person - and i wanted to be accepted as someone as a person as well
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe that in order to be a real person i must start speaking my thoughts
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to want to become 'a real person'
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to see others as real persons and that apparently you had to be a person to be accepted and to exist in this world
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to start speaking 'my mind' because i saw everyone else at school doing it
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to trust school and the teachers and other children instead of trusting myself as life
i forgive myself that i have allowed msyelf to believe the other children and teachers were these
'great beings' that seemed to know much more than me
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to feel inferior to other children and the teacher because they seemed to know a lot more than me
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to think and believe i must know the same things as others, so that they will accept me
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe that if i cannot speak like the others, then i am less than them
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to feel helpless when other children or the teacher seemed to know more than me or when i didn't know something
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe that i should take their thoughts and knowledge seriously
i forgive myself that i have allowed msyelf to take the words that were spoken by teachers and other children seriously
i forgive myself that i have allowed msyelf to give into self-defeat because i believed i needed those people and because i believed i had no other way than to learn their way
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe that i could not stop myself
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe i could not take responsibility for myself
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe i had no choice
i forgive myself that i have allowed msyelf to see others as somehow superior than me because of what they said and what they knew
i forgive myself that i have allowed msyelf to see my father as superior to me because of what he said and what he knew
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to not one moment question what i was experiencing within and what was happening, because no one else did
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe the lies people told me and accept them as real
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to accept and trust the lies other children and teachers told me
i forgive myself that i have allowed msyelf to start lying to msyelf because everyone else was doing it
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to accept my own lies as real
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to not realise thoughts are lies
i forgive myself that i havent allowed myself to realize that everything that was ever told to me was lies
i forgive myself that i haven't allowed myself to realize that everything i was told by 'friends' were lies
i forgive myself that i haven't allowed myself to realize that everything adults and family and teachers told me was lies
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to not see that i was being lied to
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to merely accept the lies that i tell myself because i've done it for so long
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to define myself according to lies
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe lies must be ok because i saw everyone was lying
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to become a liar because i allowed myself to start lying to myself in thought
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to accept my own lies as true
i forgive myself that i have allowed msyelf to trust others' lies as true because other believed them, or because everyone else believed them
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to trust someone because everyone else seem to trust them
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to trust knowlegde in books because everyone else seems to trust it
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to trust the teacher because all other children seemed to trust them
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to trust my mind because everyone else seemed to trust their mind
ok, now i'm done"
http://desteni.co.za/forum/viewtopic.php?t=10775
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The first reply to Gabriel's post said something like "Thanks, that helped clear some self-forgiveness." Well, Ya! I think that's what it was meant to do!
Here's what Gabriel said:
"is the voice really me? is it actually me speaking? why have i come to believe i require this inner voice? how did this start? when the voice speaks, what is actually going on? why did i listen? how can it be there is a voice in my head? does it serve a purpose?
did i accept it because i saw everyone else was doing it?
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to trust my thoughts because i saw everyone else doing it
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe that because everyone else is doing it, it must be acceptable and ok
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to not question my thoughts or the origin of my thoughts but merely take them for granted as 'a part of me' - as 'me speaking to msyelf' apparently
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to indulge in thought because i used the excuse that no one can see it
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to try to live my thoughts
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe my thoughts guide me
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe i can still trust my thoughts
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe my thoughts are 'mine'
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to see thought as normal, because it has always been there, because i apparently cannot remember having no thoughts
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to wish my thoughts were real
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to hope my thoughts are real
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to trust my thoughts as real
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to regret having trusted my thoughts all my life
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to regret having believed my thoughts all my life
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to continue following my thoughts, because i believed
this is all there is
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to judge my thoughts
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to see thoughts as 'me'
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to see thoughts as necessary to survive, and that thinking assists me with being able to survive in this world
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to regret that i never considered trusting myself as life instead of trusting my thoughts
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to regret never having trusted myself as life and merely having tried to live my thoughts and trust the program
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to regret never having stopped myself and question what i am actually doing, why is there thought?
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe that thought is necessary because we were created by god, therefore it must be right
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe that i was created by god and therefore not question myself
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe there must be a purpose to everything because i believed it was created by God
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to place my trust in a God seperate from me so that i would never have to question myself - who i am- what is actually going on in this world and within me
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe the world and humans are good as it is in essence because god created it
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to trust my thoughts as god
i forgive myself that i have never allowed myself to realise that in everything i am responsible for myself and that i my own creation
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to see thinking as useful
i forgive myself that i have allowed msyelf to participate in thought because i wanted to be accepted by others
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to seek for acceptance with others and by others, instead of seeing myself and accepting myself as all as one as equal and trusting myself as life
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to want to be smart like other children and therefore indulge in thought
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe that other people have usefull thoughts
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe others had cool thoughts
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to see others thoughts as more than me, and feel inferior
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to feel inferior to other people's thoughts as they would speak them
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to compare myself to other people as they would speak their thoughts
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to speak my thoughts because i wanted to be accepted and because i believed that if others do it then it must be ok
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe that the thoughts people speak is who they really are, is that which make them 'someone'/a person - and i wanted to be accepted as someone as a person as well
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe that in order to be a real person i must start speaking my thoughts
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to want to become 'a real person'
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to see others as real persons and that apparently you had to be a person to be accepted and to exist in this world
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to start speaking 'my mind' because i saw everyone else at school doing it
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to trust school and the teachers and other children instead of trusting myself as life
i forgive myself that i have allowed msyelf to believe the other children and teachers were these
'great beings' that seemed to know much more than me
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to feel inferior to other children and the teacher because they seemed to know a lot more than me
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to think and believe i must know the same things as others, so that they will accept me
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe that if i cannot speak like the others, then i am less than them
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to feel helpless when other children or the teacher seemed to know more than me or when i didn't know something
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe that i should take their thoughts and knowledge seriously
i forgive myself that i have allowed msyelf to take the words that were spoken by teachers and other children seriously
i forgive myself that i have allowed msyelf to give into self-defeat because i believed i needed those people and because i believed i had no other way than to learn their way
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe that i could not stop myself
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe i could not take responsibility for myself
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe i had no choice
i forgive myself that i have allowed msyelf to see others as somehow superior than me because of what they said and what they knew
i forgive myself that i have allowed msyelf to see my father as superior to me because of what he said and what he knew
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to not one moment question what i was experiencing within and what was happening, because no one else did
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe the lies people told me and accept them as real
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to accept and trust the lies other children and teachers told me
i forgive myself that i have allowed msyelf to start lying to msyelf because everyone else was doing it
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to accept my own lies as real
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to not realise thoughts are lies
i forgive myself that i havent allowed myself to realize that everything that was ever told to me was lies
i forgive myself that i haven't allowed myself to realize that everything i was told by 'friends' were lies
i forgive myself that i haven't allowed myself to realize that everything adults and family and teachers told me was lies
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to not see that i was being lied to
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to merely accept the lies that i tell myself because i've done it for so long
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to define myself according to lies
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to believe lies must be ok because i saw everyone was lying
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to become a liar because i allowed myself to start lying to myself in thought
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to accept my own lies as true
i forgive myself that i have allowed msyelf to trust others' lies as true because other believed them, or because everyone else believed them
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to trust someone because everyone else seem to trust them
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to trust knowlegde in books because everyone else seems to trust it
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to trust the teacher because all other children seemed to trust them
i forgive myself that i have allowed myself to trust my mind because everyone else seemed to trust their mind
ok, now i'm done"
http://desteni.co.za/forum/viewtopic.php?t=10775
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