mandyjw

I think you'll find this video to be a great explanation. "It isn't the picture and it isn't even the vibrational condition of the object of the picture, it's the state of being of the beholder of the picture. So your question isn't what have they got that makes us all feel, it's how do we get to the place of feeling what they've got"

You make an important point that asking questions and receiving answers and insights is a necessary part of the journey. But unless that process is happening this instant, it's all part of an illusion and is just as much a fiction as Santa Claus. The entire journey and notion of enlightenment is one big story or collection of stories within stories, and you are the center of it. The trick is embracing that story and letting it go at the same time, then you realize both those actions are illusory non-actions.

But fantastical stories can be great teachers.

In many cases they've done a lot of "work" to embody that realization. Seeing things you can't unsee... even if those things are interpreted as a blissful rather than negative experience... makes you realize the full extent to which thought and logic fail to explain the truth. So you stop seeking the truth in thought. You realize how much pain it causes yourself and others to seek ground in thought and you become peace.

I really enjoy his insights, perspective on things and his stories. I haven't done psychedelics and am less interested when he talks about his methods, but a lot of his talks have a lot more to them than just that. He was incredibly well educated and his curious attitude toward life and love of nature are interesting regardless of the methods used. If you've given his talks a chance and they don't appeal to you, that's fine, there are plenty of wonderful teachers out there with a wide range of perspectives and different styles of sharing them.

Witch facet? You're right about intention, just have the intention to see and experience magic. It's starts in ever so subtly, often it comes through things we are used to overlooking. It usually comes through the things you love. Make a point to take notice of those things, keep your eyes open to them, appreciate them, hone your intuition and follow your impulses.

She has an amazing presence. Completely understandable reaction even if you are an old lady. I really want to do the konmari method again now that my intuition is clearer. When I first read the book I thought her methods and wording were quite quirky and kind of strange, yet I was too entranced to be bothered by it.

Konmari method, her book is The Life Changing Magic of Tidying Up by Marie Kondo. I highly recommend it! It has quite a spiritual side to it. She teaches you to hone your intuition and the identify the things that resonate with you. She also has a show on Netflix. I went through a major minimalism phase and threw out all my old journals and yearbooks. I miss the journals, but not the yearbooks. I got rid of the vast majority of my childhood things and don't miss them, I did find a couple treasures in them that I wouldn't have appreciated had I never taken the time to sort through it all. It's a nice way to put your past in order. I'm pretty sure looking back now that throwing out the journals was avoidance of dealing with my past.

Trees amaze me. When you pay attention to them, it's as if they pay attention to you.

Oh... dear Lord. A week or two ago I realized that I share the same middle name with Dr. Pomroy, and that the real meaning of it is desire. Something told me today that I needed to google the meaning of the name Pomroy. I kept remembering and forgetting. My daughter kept asking all day long, "what's your name?" and that kept reminding me. Then she turned on my flashlights and left them on my computer desk pointed so that they were shinning in my eyes when I sat down. I was annoyed but knew it couldn't be a coincidence. Then I remembered to google the name. Despite the clearly found words of pomme and roy in the name, meaning "apple" in French and "king" in Old French (French roi), the surname given to Radulphus is not linked with the Old French word roy, but is the common place-name Pommeraye, that means "orchard of apple-trees", Modern French word pommeraie, from pommier "apple-tree" and old suffix -aye, now -aie, meaning "a collection of trees".

The clarity isn't found in the ideas, it's found beyond the ideas, they are pointing to the truth. There's a very good reason why no consensus will ever be reached about those terms.

@White Monk Yes! I'd love to go to one someday. @pluto @Nahm

"Foxes have holes, and birds of the air have nests, but the Son of Man has nowhere to lay his head." Jesus. It was never my bed, or my sleep or my alone. I don't have a head.

Love.

Watching a chipmunk out the window and pointing it out to my kids, is that objectification? Is picking a flower objectification? Did the Giving Tree care that it was objectified? Didn't we all objectify our mothers, and didn't they love us unconditionally despite our incredibly immature selfish point of view and neediness? I have objectified God. I have objectified enlightenment. I have objectified everybody and everything, including myself. I have objectified objectification itself.

I have attracted a very odd situation in my life, that has completely brought to my awareness my discomfort with being objectified. There's a man I recently became aware of in my community, and he is someone that I will run into on various occasions, as well as his family members. I had noticed him before, he is extremely short, overweight and also has a very beautiful wife. I had assumed that since he comes from a great family, he must have a great personality and it was kind of sweet that they were together. It seems like in a rural area people use different criteria to select partners sometimes. I was at an event that they were at and even though I never spoke to him there, he friended me on Facebook. He started messaging me frequently there, with small talk and I thought that he genuinely wanted to be friends but within the past week it's more than obvious that he wants me to play into some sort of fantasy. He cares very little about who I am or what I'm feeling. It's such a bizarre, extreme example of this. In the past, there have been imbalanced people who came into my life with no sense of boundaries or decency and I have struggled to understand their reality and how they could be in MY reality. Since my awakening and seeing the story of my life, I realize that this is significant. I've spent a lot of time thinking about how I attracted this situation. Feeling objectified has been an issue for me lately. I've noticed that most people either don't see me at all, or they take interest and I become almost a form of entertainment for them. I've tried to embrace this at times liking the attention and feeling appreciated, becoming angry about it sometimes, but for most of my life I've tried to be invisible. I realize fully that I am not what I see or what others see, but it still has a strong emotional pull with the potential to make me feel good or bad about myself. I sometimes fool myself and others than I am a material being. What this man wants is not to physically cheat on his wife with me, but he does want to experience the fantasy of it. He wants to feel the depth of desire and acceptance. He wants to know himself. I never understood truly how materialistic I had been. I believed that I had a body, that other people had bodies, that the world operated upon a set of rules and expectations and understandings. It's funny that thoughts are not material themselves but they create the material yet can never experience it. I suppose appreciating beauty or desire is God itself, while it's being experienced in the moment for itself it is the highest form of purity. In seeking it, in trying to secure it, it creates the worst sort of devilry and madness. In seeking or in noticing its absence is the only place it will never be found.

The night before last, I became aware that I am experiencing those really strange feelings at the start of the night again, waking up in a half sleep state feeling like there are unsettling presences around me, maybe as if I'm stuck in some other realm but part of me knows I'm in bed in my home, but it isn't that really. That description is the best I can do to describe a very specific feeling, which is very odd. Yesterday I recognized that this was happening and considered it over the day. I made the intention to be courageous and investigate and try to clear my way through the fog if it happened again. If I were into witchcraft I'd look into a protection spell, but I know the only spirit who wants to screw with my own mind is me. Last night it DID happen again, this time with some translation, with insights, very ephemeral feeling based insights. A lot of the insights I get from sleep can be clearly translated, sometimes word for word but this one while it had meaning as it happened still cannot be easily translated even in my own mind. The ramifications of just being consciousness hit me. There was fear, some sense of, "here see, do you SEE what this really means?", bot no sense of any duality between seen and seer, fear and fearer. There have been a lot of subtle insights and putting together the depth and ramifications of being just consciousness within the past week, and it's so gradual and subtle it doesn't make sense when I try to pin it along any time line.

The flow state is a high state of consciousness or presence, a true flow state requires no sense of self in the moment, the work is flowing through you as if it is channeled, there is no you doing it or resisting it. No self= high state of consciousness. We sit to meditate and "do nothing" because it creates an easy clear environment in which we can observe our thoughts and see the resistance we created. If we are engaged in action a deep state of presence is then called a flow state. Consciousness does not require any specific environment or situation to occur in, you can be immersed in action or in a deep state of sleep or anything in between.

Careful saying things like that to yourself, you can! I'm curious, was there an underlying emotional quality, a specific feeling the trip had? You know how when you wake up from a dream and you remember the feeling but not the content? Something like that?

@DrewNows This morning while driving somewhere far from home I saw a Happy Meal box thrown out on the side of the road, and watched my judgement start to come up. I just got back from a run and saw a napkin on the side of the road with writing on it. I got the impulse to go back and read it. "Share your best" I read, but then I unfolded it and it continued "joke" and had a chicken on it. Apparently God has made an agreement where he will speak to me through litter I've had a lot of experiences with this before. Does this speak to the quality of my faith? I ran quite a way and really had a desire to just stop and go sit somewhere, but there were too many houses around so I knew I couldn't do that. I turned around to go back and just where I did were a couple of four piece chicken mcnugget containers thrown out. "Chicken". Got it. There's a property for sale there and I've paid a lot of attention to it over time and have had thoughts and ideas and daydreams about it that I won't write out. No one was there so I walked down and went down to the water and sat a minute. I found a piece of blue glass on the beach there. I just made my friend a necklace out of a piece of blue glass she found on the wall by the clairvoyant doctor's property. She said blue glass was significant to her and on that day, the last time she was here before she moved away it was like the universe was pulling out all the stops. After that blue glass started becoming a sign for me, and I walked into an antique store and found a antique cobalt blue witch ball that I bought. When I got home I got all mixed up about taking action on this sudden increase of meaning and ended up pulling out my tarot cards. I was very happy that they both suggested to not taking any action and strongly reassured me in my connection with everything else that is meaningful. It's just happening, you don't have to DO anything. Just bask in the wonder of it.

The same thing happened to me, I was 15 at the time and there were other strange family dynamics involved with the rejection. A couple years later my sister met him and had a conversation with him and he told her that he didn't remember me which as you can imagine really added fuel to the fire of my feeling rejected and completely threw off my sense of reality entirely. I tried not to think of him but I would dream of him. A bunch of shadow work happened to me leading up to an awakening/no-self experience this past spring and that storyline was a big piece of it. The way it happened was that I saw the truth that my life story was a fiction just as much as my favorite childhood stories were true. I saw how the traumatic situation helped me to have certain realizations and pointed my life in the direction it needed to go. It was as if my whole life "flashed" before my eyes and I understood why that is a saying or a thing people say happens before you die. I saw him as a perfect character in the story without the personal viewpoint which was what was creating the trauma. Later I ended up sending him a message on Facebook forgiving the whole situation. I don't think that making contact is necessary for everyone but you will know.

We're always and forever tripping.

Shaun sweetie, death is imaginary, your loved ones are not. It's an illusion that there's so much at stake here, you think that there are things to lose, but all there is that's blocking you is the belief that there are things to lose. There are things. There are things that will be perceived in a new way. There's no death or loss at all. That's just the way some people translate it. If it's not resonating, look from a different perspective. That's all you ever really have got, perspective.

First of all, take care of yourself and be kind to yourself. Do things to uplift your spirit. Then put some thought into how you want a real future relationship, encounter or partner to be. Write it down, dream it out. Realize that many girls tend to want to give, and give, and give, and give and give and give, and derive pleasure from making other people happy. You did not put your needs first and you did not consider your needs before the entire encounter started. Not sending the selfie, not giving men the physical encounter they want forces them to go into their emotions. It also weeds out the vast majority of men. Women don't "hold out" because they think it will make men want them more, they hold out because they want to see what the man is actually made of. Otherwise more often than not you become an outlet for pent up emotions and desire and repressions. You are worth much more than that, that's why you feel bad but hey, now you know more clearly what you want.