Toward a World that Works for Everyone
I continue in my experience of peace. When my mind is deeply quiet, as it is this morning, a different “me” is present. The chief thing I notice is that I feel … what’s the word? Substantial. And I haven’t felt quite this way before. Not as solid. Remember, perhaps, that this is […]
I’ve come back from family violence severe enough to cause me to be dissociated for fifty years, during all of which I observed. And observed. And observed. As a result of it all, I feel qualified to comment on some of our ways of handling matters. In Mein Kampf, Hitler said to capture leadership of […]
Things are moving through me at such a rate that I may have to resort to posting notes if I’m to journal my own Ascension, as I agreed with Michael and the Mother to do. (1) Only if I write these things down will I remember them. Never mind what I ate for breakfast. Right […]
We’re on a journey of Ascension at this moment and the last thing I personally want to do is to make that journey outside conscious awareness – “in a fit of unconsciousness,” as some wag put it. No, I may not run a spaceship. But I run the good ship I Am. I’m monarch over […]
There are degrees of freedom. At one end of the spectrum, there’s physical freedom, where all my limbs and organs are working and I can live without worrying very much about them. That’s a basic-level freedom. All the way at the other end of the spectrum, there’s ultimate freedom. We climb Jacob’s Ladder of consciousness […]
I’m always pleasantly surprised when someone writes in and says that troll article really resonated with me; I don’t think I’d call mine a troll, but waking up to a low emotional baseline I can relate to. Heavens, I write awareness/stream of consciousness in the hope beyond hope that it resonates with others and helps […]
The Company of Heaven are continually asking us to drop anchor in Gaia, to send an energetic cable down to Gaia’s heart and there fasten it to her – in other words, to ground ourselves. Viewed from another perspective, I notice in myself that, when I allow my center of gravity to rise up as […]
(Concluded from yesterday.) I decreed my oneness. I commanded that I be one from this moment onwards. And I did become one. And no sooner had I done that, then another, higher part of myself returned to me like a Slinkey reassembling itself. The one followed the other in rapid succession. These things never come […]
If you were the Humpty Dumpty man, had a great fall, and smashed into a million pieces, how would you put yourself back together again? What mantra/affirmation would you use? I am one? Sixty-six years after dissociating in that way, I’m nearing the point of becoming one again. (1) I never want to say the […]
One-hundred and seventy-six people had their lives snuffed out recently, over … well, it doesn’t really matter what or where. (1) And it isn’t the only loss of life today. Catastrophes and tragedies are happening all over and on a scale that is unprecedented – witness the false flags in Australia and China. I’d like […]
I’ve traced this lack of compassion that I feel back to the crib. My arms were tied to the sides of the crib to stop me from scratching as a result of having excema. I was wheeled into the kitchen and left there all night no matter how much I cried. (1) I concluded that […]
In the course of reparenting myself, I’ve now reached the point of imagining myself as having three sides (that I want to work with). I think of them as a triumvirate. The first is Big Steve, my Adult consciousness. The second is Little Steve, my natural, pure, and innocent Child consciousness. And the third is […]
Most people would encounter the lessons I’m learning over a gradual period of growing up. The process would be called “maturing.” But, because of dissociation at an early age due to domestic violence, I “matured” only slowly and incompletely. Like many others, I built a constructed self around my disabilities. Scrapper, activist, etc. The only […]
As I reparent myself and make my transition from sad … and mad … to glad, my sensitivity to my feelings increases. I become more aware of feelings that would have just been my “normal” back then. I was one compacted, compounded person. At the same time, I’ve been looking through the scrapbook Dad prepared […]
This transition that I’m going through continues. It’s like a snowball – decades of slow work on vasanas and now gathering speed. I spent nearly six decades healing dissociation. Now I’m using a dissociative fantasy to provide leadership to myself, to assume command over myself. I’m imagining that “I” am an older brother (Big Steve) […]
