Wednesday, February 6, 2013


Ah, the four walls of Jesus' domain for the believers are upon me.

 The pastor comes in after a rousing song of sweet praise for the Lord. Pastor walks over, wiping his brow, a look of consternation on his face after a truly beautiful scripture-based lesson on Love was taught. He talked about marriage and divorce, and how the nature of Love is only real if demonstrated by acts that show that person's Love, whether they want to or not. Well, I have to say, he inspired my emotions and made me feel something I hadn't originally felt for my mate. Jubilant yelling interspersed with prayerful listening brought a vibrant ebb and flow to the congregation. Pastor Terry was masterful at getting the group to exalt with vigor and obeisance. Throughout the entire "show," I stolidly glanced around the room, probably feeling just a bit out of place, for I was not raised with Juba dancing, but instead, silent, still reflection. I must've appeared as a monk, with my posture.

After that moment passed, he came down off the pulpit from his yelling, singing and begging us to help him with praise and clapping. "I can't get any help in here!" He'd humorously exclaim. His voice became hushed, and he approached us, looking at us each in the eyes. He called us to believe, and if we wanted to invite Jesus into our life and make a testimony, the time was just then.

Complete silence.

He then asked which of us were going to Heaven, and that we could not believe in anything else but Jesus to get there. After looking around the room, it had appeared that everyone raised their hand, including me, the multi-denominational heathen who didn't have a church home, who wasn't Baptist, who wasn't even Catholic anymore by definition of the church, who was a nonbeliever under the authority of the Baptist church, who was (probably appearing to be) an other god-worshiping, Shamanic journeying (freak?) who has a hard time being told exactly what to was I going to get to Heaven?

The road to Heaven is narrow, and the road to Hell is paved with good intentions. What is the road to having compassion for all people paved with?

Tuesday, February 5, 2013

The Unconscious Mind.

Unihipili, or the basic self, is discussed in the tradition of Huna, the Hawaiian science of Ho'omana, or making life force energy. I have been exploring my lower mind in the quest to understand labels and messages I am sending unconsciously, in my quest to communicate most often with the higher self. While the three selves are not separate, it is often beneficial to me, to look at the selves from the perspective of separate entities for the purpose of learning.

The mention of some aspect of ourselves being unconscious, is to not readily see and have access to this vibrational pattern. There is a measure of unawareness at the cellular level. We are merely repeating patterns at will based on the control the unconscious mind asserts. We will always revert to our "home training," in this case, unconscious patterns and primitive drives, that will affect our way of dealing with the world.

For example, I have an issue with time, and has been the case since I was old enough to say the word "time." While I feel it may be an inherited pattern, and I am very aware of its effects in my world, it sometimes does not pose enough impetus to inspire lasting change. Obstacles and limitations will obstruct my success. One obstacle that has limited me is my hardened attitude toward lateness and my emotional, passive aggressive reaction that has been constructed over a long stretch in time.

Memory is stored in the unconscious mind. Memory affects and shapes our attitudes, belief patterns and emotional responses that arise in the conscious mind. Remember that Our conscious minds make decisions on how we will handle these concepts daily. I have found that I can control my latent, unconscious emotional response to the situation by choosing what memories I'll allow myself to focus on. 

Monday, February 4, 2013

Challenging your Reality

I have a fear pop into my head, and I cancel it by saying, "no."
I have a dream, vision or premonition about something, and I make a decision based upon what outcome I envision.
I ask for Divine guidance, then I see a picture of a penguin, or a pigeon flies by, or a black cat jumps on my car and just stares at me. (all true stories) I take these moments and I use them to guide my life in the directions I am to go into.
I hear a voice, an image, or have someone come to me and bring me a powerful message of some sort, and I use that to navigate my way thru a particular scenario. In fact, I had guidance that led me to write this post.

We all sometimes walk through worlds and, depending on whether or not we are aware, we are interacting in, and integrating our ability to discern subtle energy into physical form through our thoughts and actions. We are always transmitting a vibration or frequency, a resonance that someone would be able to connect to. Even when people are not familiar with why they are drawn to a person, we are a bank of energy, signals and radio emissions, and when we are looking for a refill, we find a highly vibrating person upon which to refill our stores. Alternatively, people come to us for the same thing. This is why sometimes, it appears at first, that we are having a good day, or not so good, but that we are simply exchanging energies at any given time in varying degrees of frequencies that we may or may not be aware of.

We also have cording energies at any given time, like the arms of an octopus, consistently coming at us for support and energy. Remember that we are like a tall glass of water. When someone is thirsty, and they have nothing to give, they will drink until they are quenched and unless you keep them from taking every drop, they will.
There are also these shelves of consciousness that we work on. We can pull from the higher consciousness (though we are not always conscious of whether we are there or not) and mostly our conscious middle shelf (our daytime executive function) and low mind (our sub-and unconscious, primitive drives) do most of the talking. I can explain these shelves more in a later post. Just know that from wherever you pull, you will have the most interesting and unique experiences emanating from that center. I'd say this function alone, is what can confuse a person when they hear you speak, and you sound different and intriguing to them from day to day.
We haven't even touched yet on the various degrees of realities one can fall or rise into. This all depends on how much you can free your mind from what limits and labels you.