mandyjw

The snake symbolizes healing and kundalini awakening. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Caduceus_as_a_symbol_of_medicine I don't know but I suspect woman was the first to have a kundalini awakening. Women are still sitting around waiting for men's frontal lobes to mature. In the meantime there are more intellectually stimulating conversations to be had with snakes.

No, it's something that comes through sometimes and I recognize it as alignment. I could bullshit myself and you into believing that my experience is any certain way, but it's not. There is a knowledge of a kind of connection or source that I recognize has always been there and been my deepest intuition and desire. In the past I thought that this thing I intuited was my deepest flaw, sin or madness and I tried to hide it conform and keep myself alive. I thought my inherent intuitive lack of regard for my life or reputation was madness and I tried to shy away from it. Now that charade is up. The best way I can describe it is as if I am a character, and shit happens that I don't want sometimes, but I know that I am really not the character but the inspiration flowing through the author who is writing my story. And when I align with that it's a kind of bliss that can go anywhere with me. It can go to the deepest grief and sorrow that someone I loved has passed, all while knowing that they have never left, there is no loss and that they are more deeply, intimately me that I can imagine. The same with all the people I have passionately loved or desired but couldn't have. When I'm tapped into that source it feels like I'm madly, deeply in love with everything without needing any of it. Other times, I get legitimately fucking pissed off that my husband can't be bothered to put the toilet seat down. Other times, I devolve into suffering, except it feels very hazy and dreamlike and I can pop out much quicker than I ever did before. I also recognize that whatever I have tapped into and discovered is just the tip of the iceberg. I don't know where this is going. I feel like I've been rescued from my lonely castle and swept away on an adventure, and while normally I'd be scared I'm so, so in love with this formless nonexistent hero who rescued me, that I just don't fucking care. The idea that this has only just begun and I don't know where it's going itself feels like a chill of something moving up my spine, which in the past I may have thought was fear, but now understand as pure bliss and desire. This is just some bullshit romantic story, by some dumb fool in love. Take no note of it. Write your own. You're 100% right though. It's too good to be true.

No, it didn't bring death. It couldn't. There's no death, there never was death. Believe (belly of eve) in death or not, it doesn't make it actual. The snake was right. The snake never spoke a lie. Some asshole planted a tree in the garden that he told people they couldn't touch. But really I'm not blaming God but, the story speaks of the origins of blame and shame, which is only us.

Sigh... men.

Hey Leo, this snake in the apple tree told me that this apple would not make me die, and that I'd be like God, knowing good and evil if I ate it. Want a bite?

Bliss. Complaints? I think not, therefore I am...

Anything put on a pedestal is always second place.

The biggest trauma I had in my life was falling head over heels for a boy who had heavily flirted with me, and I was absolutely NOT supposed to be even considering because of some dramatic family stuff that happened before we were even born. I had a private conversation with him where we talked about the family stuff, I admitted my feelings and he told me he didn't give a rat's ass about me. A couple years later, he became coworkers with my sister and she mentioned that we went to school together. He said he didn't even remember me. I just could not make sense of this. This was nothing I even attempted to work through or thought to work through, although I couldn't stop dreaming about him. During an awakening however, it all bubbled up and I saw love in the complete disregard of it. I wanted him to see me. I wanted to heal our family stuff through a relationship. And in a way, he gave me the greatest gift and freedom in saying, it's all forgiven, forgotten and no one cares. And in the awakening I felt the love in that. I tried to make love and healing happen myself, when they were in fact, already the case. Well holy fuck, after writing this, even I've never told it quite like that before, or seen it in quite that light before. Jesus Christ, can't I just help someone else without also helping myself? Life is for-giving for no one I guess.

Once people taste the freedom of that, they won't go back. We aren't going back to not having public schools, we aren't going back on disallowing coverage for preexisting conditions. Once we do something really right, no one wants to change it back. The health insurance racket is probably the number one driver of wage slavery. Free health care will be felt as a HUGE freedom. Problem is a lot of people won't know that until they taste it and honestly, it might take us a while to get it right.

I've gotten sucked into engaging in discussions with some of the conservative Christians in my life. A good handful of Republicans and Christians have completely turned on Trump and voted for Biden. These are observations about those who haven't. Trump's conveniently timed newly revised pro-life stance sold them completely. They are mourning the unborn children that they believe his loss of the election means. There are a few emotionally triggering issues for them that completely shut down any logical reasoning or exploration. 1. Abortion 2. Socialism = BAD 3. Immediate disgust at the idea of higher gas prices, taxes and loss of gun ownership rights. What gets me is that the Republican party is supposed to be CONSERVATIVE. To me, being conservative means not going into crazy debt that our kids have to pay back, not destroying the environment so that my kids will have to pay for THAT too, etc. It means making the American dream a possibility for anyone today and not at the expense of future American citizen's dreams. It means making medical care accessible, efficient, high quality and inexpensive as possible. I want a goddamn genuinely conservative political party.

This story, the whole of it, includes everyone and everything. Just as there is no Voldemort without Harry Potter in the story, there's no Hitler without you. Just as there's no Voldemort or Harry Potter at all in reality, there's no you or Hitler in reality at all either. You are the author, authoring. There's no you without that boring thing sitting in front of you either. But you're dramatic, so we talk about Hitler instead of that boring inanimate object you only now authored into your existence by bringing attention to it.

But if I don't mind him, I'll be him. See the problem? Also if we're talking about ass backwards paths, I'm not the one who put psychedelics up my ass. So...

Aww, thanks! I still have my youtube channel. It's just having fun, like an expressive dance. You learn some moves, you improv others as you go. This is what I've been really wanting to do my entire life, where the duality between work and play goes to die. And... I believe that we are all called to do the very same.

I listened to this song over and over again when I was a Christian kid. I never realized how true and prophetic it was. We're content to pitch our tent When the glory's evident Seldom do we know the glory came and went Moving can seem dangerous In this stranger's pilgrimage Knowing that you can't stand still, you cross the bridge There's a higher place to go, beyond belief, beyond belief Where we reach the next plateau, beyond belief, beyond belief And from faith to faith we grow Towards the center of the flow Where He beckons us to go, beyond belief, beyond belief Leap of faith without a net Makes us want to hedge our bet Waters never part until our feet get wet There's a deeper place to go Where the road seems hard to hoe He who has begun this work won't let it go And it takes so long to see the change But we look around and it seems so strange We have come so far but the journey's long And we once were weak but now we're strong

If consciousness existed within the brain, there could be no here or there. You could only be conscious of what was in the brain, not the rest of your body or your surroundings or anything else outside. And YET, there is no here or there anyway which is exactly why there can seem to be here and there. Fucking brilliant. Well played God, well played. "Ahem, playing not played." Oh right. This, Now, Isness. Gotcha. "No, you don't got nothing."

Yeah, the collapse of the collapse is bliss. If you want to imagine wreckage and void, go for it I guess. When that finally collapses too, it'll just seem all the more amazing.

Well, you have to have time and space in order to have direction. A snake eating its own tail is strange enough, no one stops and says "hey, isn't the snake supposed to be eating it's tail clockwise, why is it counter clockwise?" It's weird enough already.

@arlin The collapse of the collapse is the only true collapse. If you are there conscious of void or a collapse, or fear, nothing has occurred. Nothing has occurred is always the case. My advice, go into Abraham Hick's teachings. Jim Newman and Leo won't make any sense unless you realize the power of focus of desire and love. She will seem like a complete 180 from this stuff, but that's the brilliance of it, she will give you the decoder you need to go deeper.

present, pre sent from Latin prae- (“pre-”) + esse (“to be”). present, give, your life is not a gift, it is not a noun, it is giving itself. You are a verb, not a noun.

Really, you don't want to give your protagonist a hard time? JK Rowling never gave Harry Potter a hard time? JRR Tolkien never gave Frodo a hard time? Etc? If you attract a negative experience, it's for your growth and development, or for the story's growth and development. Therefore from the author's perspective you cannot attract anything negative.

In my experience all those things are all integrally, inseparably one. A huge part of my path was running from depression that would overtake me like a wave if I wasn't vigilant with things like diet, personal development, exercise, learning spiritually, mindfulness, etc. Eventually truth is heading straight into the suffering without any hint of resistance, letting the resistance bubble up and experiencing that resistance to love itself is the suffering. I wouldn't really call that "not caring" about it. If God is Love, then can you call seeing that truth by not caring? I guess that some spiritual traditions use that as a pointer and it's true in a way, but it sounds like a neo-advaita approach to me. I guess it's about not believing your thoughts about happiness and suffering.

It sometimes takes a weird ass epically fantastical story to break the mundane everyday story.

Look at your life from the perspective of the author of a story rather than the person or character. Why does the author give her beloved character challenges or misfortunes?

I am so fucking happy that we finally have a female VP. I didn't expect Biden to win, and didn't realize how badly I wanted this until it happened. It feels a hell of a lot easier to be raising kids, especially a daughter, today than it did a month ago.

It's like AH saying this is the best conversation ever, just pure gratitude. What's the problem? Can you re-SOURCE source? Sylar is also the hottest villain ever.