The Lighthouse: an ascension poem

An amorphous sac pulsing with bile punched me

touched my body and attempted to ravage my feelings, my peace

It was anger. It was fear. Could I stand it, stand up to it, with it, not give in to a body’s wish for deliverance?

Am I a doctor for the pain of the world? Can my light engulf the suffering that a sea of victimization has washed over billions of beings?

A squirrel crushed flat into a paper cut-out. Deleted from the world by a careless driver.

The beauty of a plant unfolding into a flower called unwanted. Tearing into the velvety delicacy of a perfected structure, ripping the roots clinging to home soil and gravel.

We waver. We the lighthouses. We are here. We have been here. But no one, barely anyone can see us. Punched, billowed, slaughtered, we have bounced back. But barely.

Still we are here. Bringing sight where blindness thrives. Delivering sound, rich, melodious tones into the harsh dissonance of imbalance, greed, dominance.

A wrinkled time in which pulsing brain chants uniformity for all. We the lighthouses wonder when the sleeping, mumbling, chanting ones will awaken. We are tired and sometimes lonely. Our friends are the plants, the animals, the soil, and the water.

The humans are seething. Fear flows through them as programmed, but a few are tired of being afraid. They don’t know who is producing and directing the fear, and who is eating it and thriving from it. They don’t know, but they are tired too. I feel it.

They are tired too.

How can we, the lighthouses, help to heal humanity, dear Earth, dear animals and plants? It feels easier, so much easier to help Gaia. To send love to the water, though our bodies, minds, hearts. The water in our bodies communicates so easily to the water in the plants, the trees, the animals, the clouds. It is instantaneous.

Humans are hard to help. The programs are powerful. Their sleep so deep.

They beat us. They resist. They are full of opinions. I want to help, but I am tired. Tired of fear, of anger, of suffering, sickness, pain, conflict. My rituals of transmutation of fear into rainbows…are they helping?

The skies are healing. Clarity is coming where there were so many devious cloud impersonations. There I find and see hope.

As the demon shadows emerge from the humans, I find hope too. The darkness programmed must emerge for the healing to take place. Those shapeless bags of ugliness which have pinned us to the tarmac, never allowing us to dream of flight…

It is time. Time to release the darkness. A sea of jelly, countless globular blobs emerge from human brains, cell structures, they float filling the air with their seething thought forms. Terrorists unleashed, they hit us as we try not to flail or give in to their unreasonable demands and criticisms.

This is the question, dear lighthouses: the air is full of human suffering. It is being released, and it is hitting us full force. Can we beam for billions? Right now, can we be the light they refuse to see or embody? We are the healers. We are here at this critical time to bring forward the alchemical magic that we know helps and heals.

Possessed, they resist our help, and we cannot force the light upon them. We just continue to shine and hope that the better and best become easier to see as the blobs dissolve in our proximity.

 

 

Returning to the Garden

 

Hello dearest readers,

Have you ever had the feeling that something is missing from your life, or that you can’t quite remember just why you are here, living on Earth in the body you now inhabit?

I suspect that most of us who take the slightest amount of time and effort to be reflective and look inward have experienced these sensations of yearning or emptiness.

What is it that we humans have lost and wish to regain? Where did we once live where we felt entirely fulfilled and where our talents and emotions were fully engaged?

 

My personal suspicion is that some of the answers to these questions lie in the myth we call “The Garden of Eden” and the story of Adam and Eve. The avatar couple had all of their needs met while living in beautiful Eden. They experienced no shame or guilt, and automatically knew to love themselves without question. All of their needs were met. They did not need to work, nor did they experience suffering in order to learn. There was no karma there, nor was there sickness or death. Adam and Eve were powerful, but there was no power over others, no competition. There was God above them, but God was friendly and always helpful. Not the frightening God of the Old Testament always threatening to kill, erase, plunder, or crush the disobedient.

So what happened? What really happened that reduced the power of the human being and introduced all of us to lack, separation, suffering, death, and judgment of self and others? What took us away from our true human nature, beauty, alignment with the planet, all animals and plants and self? How did we lose our power to be always healthy and even immortal?

The event that is ascribed to Eve (without permission) eating and sharing the fruit from the Tree of Knowledge is an ambiguous lynch pin. What about the Tree of Life? Why did the serpent (who had legs at the time) want the humans to learn about separation, living in the head, competition, lack, pain, karma, death? Why did the humans choose this experience and abdicate totality, beauty, magic, love, peace, and immortality?

I do believe that consciousness is an ever-evolving process, and that in order to be fully conscious, fully grateful, and completely appreciative and aware of the beauty and power that is nature and that is human, perhaps Adam and Eve chose to experience separation from truth and separation from self. According to R. Crumb’s cartoon version of Genesis (see illustrations), God appears jealous and unwilling to give the freedom to Adam and Eve, once conscious of their lot, to choose immortality and god status as co-creators of realities. I don’t agree with his assessment, which poses God as a fiendish, google-eyed, harsh being of judgment and separation, and not an infinitely powerful creator and force of unlimited love.

When we live in our minds (which is what the Tree of Knowledge represents), we give up a way of life that is fully connected, intuitive, and conceptual. We give up living from the heart, and we give up our full gifts and power.  We become susceptible to influence and manipulation. When we give up our own powers and connection to all that is, we can be tricked. The ideas of others and a reality created by others is suddenly more important that our own ability to create realities that please us and make us happy and fulfilled. We give up our own godhood and position as a conscious artist in the Universe.

I believe that humanity is now experiencing a return to the garden. We are beginning to remember, individually and collectively, what it is to live from the heart. To be reconnected to our intuition, to the planet, to the Universe itself. We have fully experienced what it is to be separate, powerless, vulnerable, victims. Now we are taking our power as well as our personal responsibility back, and it is a very exciting time to be alive.

As Gaia tosses much of humanity about in powerful storms and earthquakes, some of us remember that the planet’s consciousness is connected to our own. And we talk to her, give her thanks for her gifts. We ask her to gentle the storms and to work with us to re-create a new way for humans to live compassionately and cooperatively with all of nature. We learn from the outcomes of these terrible earth events to help one another and remember how good it feels to know we are connected and united as one with every other human and animal on the planet.

As humans hurt and maim one another in wars and terrorist attacks, those who still live fully in separation thrive on fear. Our media continues to feed unquestioning listeners on the pap of fear, and so many gobble it up, not realizing that we each have the power to work together to create the realities we want to experience. More and more people around the world are rejecting war, conflict, violence as conflict resolution. Increasingly, the omnipresence of fear as news will be decreasing. Returning to the garden is a gradual process, but we can speed it up.

The more we are hopeful and positive in our thoughts, choices, and actions, the more quickly we create an atmosphere of positive change. Working with one another instead of against one another is a move back towards the garden. Honoring intuition, art, conceptual thinking is another way of moving humanity closer to our true nature.

Restoring dignity to the feminine, reducing self-judgment and focusing on self-love are other ways to return to Eden. The process has begun, and it cannot be reverted. Humanity has completed the experience of separation, and those who have thrived and profited from what some people call “the service to self” system do whatever they can to prolong our pain and their gains. By refusing to cooperate with an idea that we all live in a single dimension in a single reality, we take back our power. By refusing to constantly react to “news” that presents our collective experience of reality as a fearful one in which we are constantly in need of self-protection from our fellow man and woman, we also empower ourselves.

Living from the heart will be very new to many. Most people are completely out of touch with their intuition, and most of us have deeply ingrained habits involving judging self and others and feeling as if we must grasp onto what we have in order to survive. Yet, little by little, we will realize that with the power of our minds and hearts, we can create everything that we all need and desire. Beauty and magic are literally at our fingertips, trembling.

I am very excited to be alive right now. Even though turmoil shakes the very core of the worlds of so many, I am breathing in beauty, wisdom, and love as I type these words onto my keyboard. We can choose what we experience. Now and always. I live in the garden now, and every day I explore new places and possibilities within this magical domain. Will you come join me?

The powerful human being emerges

Dear readers,

My intention in starting this blog is to plant seeds of hope and encouragement. I constantly see human beings feeling lonely or struggling with a reality that is assumed to be immutable. Yet we are neither alone nor is reality something that is set in stone. Human beings are constantly recreating reality at each instant, yet most of us feel that we are merely surviving. I felt this way too, until I changed my mind.

If we choose to continue creating the same reality over and over again, it is simply because our beliefs are not congruent with our desires. Most of us wish to live in peace and harmony, to express our deepest wishes and talents and to share our lives with people we love. Our heartfelt desire is to be known, understood, loved, appreciated.

The reality that humanity creates is supported by our beloved planet, Earth. Everything that we think, feel, say, or do impacts the planet and the consciousness of humanity on Earth. When we begin to awaken to the abilities we possess innately to live as creative artists in each moment of our lives, a sense of excitement and wonder awakens in our hearts.

It is exciting and wonderful to know that we impact one another at all times, and that our thoughts and feelings impact the climate and events on Earth. With great power comes great responsibility. The conscious human being is a gatekeeper of his or her thoughts and feelings. When our intentions align with our deepest desires, we are planting the seeds for peace on Earth.