'Life is religion. Life experiences reflect how one interacts with God. Those who are asleep are those of little faith in terms of their interaction with the creation. Some people think that the world exists for them to overcome or ignore or shut out. For those individuals, the worlds will cease. They will become exactly what they give to life. They will become merely a dream in the 'past.' People who pay strict attention to objective reality right and left, become the reality of the 'Future.' -- Cassiopaeans, 09-28-02
I was thinking on that old paradox again to which I was first introduced here. You know the one. The one with no clear answer:
The "You Create Your Own Reality" problem. Otherwise known as, "Wishful Thinking".
Taboo! A rocket ride down the throat of the nihilist's black hole. The key problem in the world today and all our yesterdays! Truth v Lies!
Annnnnd yet..,
The Universe gives you what you ask for. Visualization works. As such, you do in fact create your own reality.
Ugh! What is a seeker to do with this apparent contradiction? Paradox! Should I think happy thoughts, or what..?
Solving this puzzle in a satisfactory manner has remained in the top five items of critical concern on my spiritual To-Do list for nearly two decades! (Good lord. Has it been THAT long?)
Well...
A thought struck me while I was waking up this past morning:
The Cassiopaeans through board sessions, among other characteristics, are known for being very particular in their word choices. They have dropped double entendres which only make sense years after the fact. A single word can pass innocently during a channeling session, could be entirely overlooked in the Q&A shuffle, and only when one of the board crew stops and says, "Waaait a minute..!" does an entire scholarly article worth of new and vital information pull out like a sweater on the end of a thread.
"People who pay strict attention to objective reality right and left..."
Yeah, no kidding!
But those words, "Right and Left".
Those words have been bothering me for years. I mean, that is a really specific word choice, and it didn't need to be included for the sentence to be complete or to carry the whollop of a message it does. So why include those words? "Right and Left"?
Well, I suddenly think the C's might have been being deliberately literal.
See...
I found myself pondering the YCYOR paradox again, going over familiar details of the well-worn puzzle in my mind:
-Wishful Thinking is when you pretend reality is something other than what it is. Popular current examples include: "Gender is a Social Construct!" and "Russia is Evil!". The dynamic of wishful thinking underlying those examples can be boiled down to something very basic, something which acts at the core of every crazy campus claim and item of newspaper propaganda...
It is this:
Reality hurts. Yes it does! Even material science agrees; under MRI scanner tech, Truth can cause Pain.
The human species has come up with coping mechanisms. A popular one is, Pretending.
-IF you pretend that reality is something other than what it is, gosh darn it, the pain goes away!
Examples:
"Men have certain power advantages over women in the work force." Not fair! Make it go away! Anybody can be a man or a woman if they want. It's the LAW (in Canada).
"The U.S.A. is an embarrassingly bad joke in terms of global relations." No! Putin did it!
"Yes, you were actually an idiot when you said that stupid thing at the office party." NO! It was perfectly justified! Everybody else was at fault! Argh!!!
-It's pretty easy to snow yourself into believing that all is well in your immediate world and that you aren't to blame for your troubles, etc. That the theater isn't really on fire. The difficulty, however, is that snowing yourself is a short term solution -and an addictive one at that. Indeed, it is very like a drug in that it feels immediately good with very little effort, you always need larger and more frequent doses, and it kills brain cells. -Well, that last item in a figurative sense. Maybe. In any case, there is no doubt that a regular diet of reality-denial reduces your thinking capacity and cognitive ability to fudge.
But what about that whole visualization thing? How about the fact that you can indeed sculpt your reality by asking (wishing) for stuff to happen? Because you can. That stuff works.
And that's the paradox.
So here's my solution:
Imagine you're on a path. THE path. -You're walking up that metaphoric mountain all the Yogis and Yodas talk about.
You stop for a breather. You take your bearings. How do you take your bearings? Well, you stop looking up the path and instead you turn to look...
Yep. Right and Left.
Welcome! You have arrived at this point in reality as a direct result of the choices you made a hundred paces back. Obviously.
Now if you don't like what you see, (Yikes! Tiger Droppings! Poison Ivy!), you can do one of two things; you can pretend that Tigers are kittens and that Poison Ivy is mint tea because doing so feels a whole lot better than having to worry about monsters and chemical burns. -Thus, having re-established your calm bubble of happy thoughts, you can continue walking blissfully forward. Into peril. (NO! DON'T think that! Happy thoughts only! Puffy clouds! Pink Balloons! Argh!)
OR you can do the other thing. The thing where you deliberately SEE the Tiger droppings and those characteristic three-leaf clusters and choose your next steps appropriately.
And yes, we all know this. Thank goodness for this forum!
The point is that the path in front of you.., where it vanishes from view over the ridge ahead, THAT's where visualizing comes into play. The space in front of you is where you're heading to, after all. THAT's where hoping and dreaming and asking are part of the job and not a self-destructive black-hole issue. Where do you want to go? What do you want to experience when you get there? What you discover on the other side of the ridge will be a perfect combination of the objective reality currently around you blended with that which you deep down believe you deserve and want and need.
Some might call that miraculous. -And while those people probably just don't have the benefit of carrying a hyper-dimensional GPS unit.., it still kind of is. Miraculous.
What one experiences beyond the ridge is a question up to each of us, a personal puzzle constructed variously of karma and free will and strains of that last good book we read or TV program we watched. But one thing is certain; if you don't want to walk into a Tiger or traipse through a patch of Poison Ivy, well.., you'd better pay strict attention to the reality Right and Left. And maybe give the choices you made a hundred paces back a critical review while you're at it.
Right and Left are where we are. Forward is where we're going. Back is where we came from.
The C's were being, I think, excruciatingly literal in an almost Cartesian sense -for the benefit of us 3D beings walking around on the surface of the world.
When my thoughts settled on all of this, a sense of clarity filled my mind as I lay there in bed and I asked myself, "I wonder if I should write this down?" At that exact moment, I heard a heavy object, like a marble, hit the wooden floor beside me and roll some distance. I squinted, startled for a moment, before realizing what it was; the smooth round Angel Stone I keep in the pocket of my jeans. It has never fallen out before, and certainly not after lying still all night in the crumpled pile of clothes next to my bed.
I decided to indulge myself in the idea that perhaps this was a nice little sign.
After all...
Twenty years, man!
I was thinking on that old paradox again to which I was first introduced here. You know the one. The one with no clear answer:
The "You Create Your Own Reality" problem. Otherwise known as, "Wishful Thinking".
Taboo! A rocket ride down the throat of the nihilist's black hole. The key problem in the world today and all our yesterdays! Truth v Lies!
Annnnnd yet..,
The Universe gives you what you ask for. Visualization works. As such, you do in fact create your own reality.
Ugh! What is a seeker to do with this apparent contradiction? Paradox! Should I think happy thoughts, or what..?
Solving this puzzle in a satisfactory manner has remained in the top five items of critical concern on my spiritual To-Do list for nearly two decades! (Good lord. Has it been THAT long?)
Well...
A thought struck me while I was waking up this past morning:
The Cassiopaeans through board sessions, among other characteristics, are known for being very particular in their word choices. They have dropped double entendres which only make sense years after the fact. A single word can pass innocently during a channeling session, could be entirely overlooked in the Q&A shuffle, and only when one of the board crew stops and says, "Waaait a minute..!" does an entire scholarly article worth of new and vital information pull out like a sweater on the end of a thread.
"People who pay strict attention to objective reality right and left..."
Yeah, no kidding!
But those words, "Right and Left".
Those words have been bothering me for years. I mean, that is a really specific word choice, and it didn't need to be included for the sentence to be complete or to carry the whollop of a message it does. So why include those words? "Right and Left"?
Well, I suddenly think the C's might have been being deliberately literal.
See...
I found myself pondering the YCYOR paradox again, going over familiar details of the well-worn puzzle in my mind:
-Wishful Thinking is when you pretend reality is something other than what it is. Popular current examples include: "Gender is a Social Construct!" and "Russia is Evil!". The dynamic of wishful thinking underlying those examples can be boiled down to something very basic, something which acts at the core of every crazy campus claim and item of newspaper propaganda...
It is this:
Reality hurts. Yes it does! Even material science agrees; under MRI scanner tech, Truth can cause Pain.
The human species has come up with coping mechanisms. A popular one is, Pretending.
-IF you pretend that reality is something other than what it is, gosh darn it, the pain goes away!
Examples:
"Men have certain power advantages over women in the work force." Not fair! Make it go away! Anybody can be a man or a woman if they want. It's the LAW (in Canada).
"The U.S.A. is an embarrassingly bad joke in terms of global relations." No! Putin did it!
"Yes, you were actually an idiot when you said that stupid thing at the office party." NO! It was perfectly justified! Everybody else was at fault! Argh!!!
-It's pretty easy to snow yourself into believing that all is well in your immediate world and that you aren't to blame for your troubles, etc. That the theater isn't really on fire. The difficulty, however, is that snowing yourself is a short term solution -and an addictive one at that. Indeed, it is very like a drug in that it feels immediately good with very little effort, you always need larger and more frequent doses, and it kills brain cells. -Well, that last item in a figurative sense. Maybe. In any case, there is no doubt that a regular diet of reality-denial reduces your thinking capacity and cognitive ability to fudge.
But what about that whole visualization thing? How about the fact that you can indeed sculpt your reality by asking (wishing) for stuff to happen? Because you can. That stuff works.
And that's the paradox.
So here's my solution:
Imagine you're on a path. THE path. -You're walking up that metaphoric mountain all the Yogis and Yodas talk about.
You stop for a breather. You take your bearings. How do you take your bearings? Well, you stop looking up the path and instead you turn to look...
Yep. Right and Left.
Welcome! You have arrived at this point in reality as a direct result of the choices you made a hundred paces back. Obviously.
Now if you don't like what you see, (Yikes! Tiger Droppings! Poison Ivy!), you can do one of two things; you can pretend that Tigers are kittens and that Poison Ivy is mint tea because doing so feels a whole lot better than having to worry about monsters and chemical burns. -Thus, having re-established your calm bubble of happy thoughts, you can continue walking blissfully forward. Into peril. (NO! DON'T think that! Happy thoughts only! Puffy clouds! Pink Balloons! Argh!)
OR you can do the other thing. The thing where you deliberately SEE the Tiger droppings and those characteristic three-leaf clusters and choose your next steps appropriately.
And yes, we all know this. Thank goodness for this forum!
The point is that the path in front of you.., where it vanishes from view over the ridge ahead, THAT's where visualizing comes into play. The space in front of you is where you're heading to, after all. THAT's where hoping and dreaming and asking are part of the job and not a self-destructive black-hole issue. Where do you want to go? What do you want to experience when you get there? What you discover on the other side of the ridge will be a perfect combination of the objective reality currently around you blended with that which you deep down believe you deserve and want and need.
Some might call that miraculous. -And while those people probably just don't have the benefit of carrying a hyper-dimensional GPS unit.., it still kind of is. Miraculous.
What one experiences beyond the ridge is a question up to each of us, a personal puzzle constructed variously of karma and free will and strains of that last good book we read or TV program we watched. But one thing is certain; if you don't want to walk into a Tiger or traipse through a patch of Poison Ivy, well.., you'd better pay strict attention to the reality Right and Left. And maybe give the choices you made a hundred paces back a critical review while you're at it.
Right and Left are where we are. Forward is where we're going. Back is where we came from.
The C's were being, I think, excruciatingly literal in an almost Cartesian sense -for the benefit of us 3D beings walking around on the surface of the world.
When my thoughts settled on all of this, a sense of clarity filled my mind as I lay there in bed and I asked myself, "I wonder if I should write this down?" At that exact moment, I heard a heavy object, like a marble, hit the wooden floor beside me and roll some distance. I squinted, startled for a moment, before realizing what it was; the smooth round Angel Stone I keep in the pocket of my jeans. It has never fallen out before, and certainly not after lying still all night in the crumpled pile of clothes next to my bed.
I decided to indulge myself in the idea that perhaps this was a nice little sign.
After all...
Twenty years, man!