What gave you the "Wake Up!" Call? Maybe a book, maybe a song, maybe a smell or a touch...or a concert... or a sight....

[Ina]

My angels and demons woke me up when I heard first Queen's Bohemian Raphsody. I knew then that I can be very good and very bad and that I am not supposed to be terrified by the bad or only chase after the good but to understand both. It was clear that was my homework that I was supposed to do on my own. I was in my very early twenties.

 

[Natus Videre]

For me it was the culmination of endless frustration towards the school system. Teachers were always telling me I needed to wait to grasp a concept because it was too advanced for my age. When I reached that age, I realized that I could have learned that concept much earlier—it wasn't complicated at all. My expectations were shattered every time I climbed up the ranks of academia. When I reached university, that's when I discovered that the school system was a disguised factory which aimed to produce obedient workers. Suddenly, it was all about money, career, and not education. Students were rushing to get their diploma, pursuing every possible shortcut at the expense of knowledge. There was no middle ground—you go through all these courses, follow rigid rules, and don't question anything! My creativity was crushed as soon as I ventured outside the boundaries.

But it wasn't enough to break the camel's back.

While searching for answers, I unknowingly jumped straight into COINTELPRO-flavored topics: symbolism, Illuminati, elites, secret societies, lizards, aliens, human cloning, etc. At this point, I was very vulnerable (and rather "malleable") because I didn't have any foundational truth on which I could built my reasoning. I would change my worldview after every YouTube video! "Gurus" were explaining what was wrong with the world, but didn't provide any plan of action! "You are sheeple," they used to say.

One day, I've had enough.

Out of all the fuzzy information I gathered, I sensed that there was a consorted effort to suppress truth. Inventors such as Nikola Tesla did not appear in textbooks as much as they should, I thought. So I put my faith in Tesla and let him guide me through his patents. I was determined to seek absolute truth no matter what.

And then boom. Cassiopaea!

 

[SlavaOn]

I started and lived the life as Normal, until in my late 30s I tried Salvia Divinorum. About 9 years later I gradually became Natural, when I realized that the internal dialogue stopped. Since then I was becoming progressively Wild. Learning different skills and techniques and forming my own opinion about people and things. Hopefully, I am on the way to become a Sovereign.

Swingin with the Tao

 

[Esote]

There is a whole individual and collective context in order to trigger at last this kind of wake up call !
Could be for me, at eighteen, the book "Freedom from the Known" from Krishnamurti...

 

[BHelmet]

There are so many different wake-ups in the coarse of life. As for “the world”, the JFK assassination was a major one. I was 13. I was in school. The school admin sent us all home. That was the strangest walk home ever.

 

[Uperios]

The first book that shattered my reality was "Holographic Universe" by Michael Talbot (after being mentioned in a David Icke book: of all the places : D)

 

[Goemon_]

There are so many different wake-ups in the coarse of life.

That is pretty much my thought.

For me there was probably three big hints before my discovery of Laura's work.

First hint: I was ten. For fun I was jumping from a barn attic, landing on my buttock onto some wooden chips bundles. After one jump it is pretty clear that I must have knock one of my testicle.

I wasn't going to tell anyone what was the story behind the injury. The local doctor advised to keep it warm with cotton and sent me to a specialist who was upset and said to put some ice on it and concluded that the injury was caused by a virus...

That gave me some big doubt on the medical institution.

Second hint: in my teens I had this annoying feeling that I was a sort of robot. That could have been induced by the reading of Asimov's books.

Third hint: A sort of illumination that fell upon me after months of depression (I guess). When years later I started to read the cassiopean transcripts this strange state I was in for about a month I related it to this quote from Session 9 September 1995:

A: As we have told you before, if you will be patient just a moment, the universe is merely a school. And, a school is there for all to learn. That is why everything exists. There is no other reason. Now, if only you understood the true depth of that statement, you would begin to start to see, and experience for yourself, all the levels of density that it is possible to experience, all the dimensions that it is possible to experience, all awareness. When an individual understands that statement to its greatest possible depth, that individual becomes illumined. And, certainly you have heard of that. And, for one moment, which lasts for all eternity, that individual knows absolutely everything that there is to know.

 

[Maya]

Years before Cassiopaea I was in a 'Yoga in daily life' system, that's where I meet my husband,
we had the same guru and back then I thought that's the biggest possible blessing in this life
- to walk through life together at the same spiritual path.
We were 2 new age vegetarian freaks. At the edge of bliss.
And then real life happened - little child, too much work at the farm,
I was alone in comepletely new place away from my hometown, lonely, tired and sick from malnurishment,
we found out our guru was acctually a sex predator and froud...
Soon my husband got back to his provious life style - drinking in a bar after work with his buddies, playing cards,..
and I was comepletely lost.
In so much pain for loosing once again 2 persons who I thought are my only truly support in life.
2 years before that my father kicked mother and me from our house, we didint get anything besides few things in a plastic bags.
So my privious life did not exsist anymore and all that sorounded me at that time was fake.
I thought I was going to die. I was all alone in this world with my few months old doughter.

And I prayed God so hard for a few days, I didn't know what else to do
- if I must continue to live in this world to show me why,
what is the meaning of life and ultimate truth about everything.
I was so mad. Devastated.

'Just freaking show me, cause this all is bulls...t !
Show me cause I can handle it.. I will do anything.
Just give me some sign that you didn't left me as well'

Few days passed, I don't know exactley for how many I was in that blackness..
And I had very disturbing dream of red glowing night sky with stars and some shapeshifting objects coming out of the clouds
And one morning I woke up, made my coffe and while sitting in silence
a word Cassiopea just sort of appeared in my mind.
At first I didn't think of it as something, I went to work and forgot..
Later that day again when I was alone in the kitchen- again a word apeared.
Like someone wispered it to me. Then I stopped and thought 'Ok this is weird, but somehow it sounds familiar...'

Went to google it. First search result was - a constellation.
And second result was The Cassiopaean experiment.
And when I started to read - that was it, like instant recoginition.
I got answer to my prayers.
That was in 2007.
From that time a had many revealing moments and lessons that this is the apsolute truth and I'm never alone.

I'm not here as much I wanted to be couse of life circumstances.
I work 9 hours a day, physicaly demanding work, cooking and household work after
and do everything to be as much present I could be for my doughter.
Cause the other parent doesn't know how to be one.
A day is too short for me and I have too many working saturdays. That's real crap.
And I must rest as well.
I read books and do EE, hang out with my cristals but I'm aware that I participate poorly here.
I'm honestly trying to improve that cause I have to give back what you guys gave me.
Not just meaning and life - but life wich is true religion.

 

[Nathancat7]

Please don't take this as referring to you.
It's more descriptive of myself.
I too haven't participated as much a I would like.
Part of why I wasn't was because I got tired Of being an a** hat Of being an a** hat and so 2 people got wise to me..
And so 2 people got wise to me.

I mean it's painfully obvious if someone is hypocritically stealing love or energy, and kind of acting it out in Degeneracy or head casinus false identity hypocrisy. It was intentional, though I'm responsible for behavior, rather just sloppy lack of focus, and focusing on materialism and fear.
Doesn't win many popularity contests..
Yes I do need support.
I started a new job that requires less and is a healthy environment: pizza delivery in D Pk. What could go wrong?
I turned down a knowledge position at Ace Hardware and a horticultural job that for several months working 70 plus hours could bring in 4000 a month. It's fast paced (the new job). The people are nice and professional. There's no time for social interaction. Thank God. Believe it or not the learning curve is very steep. The Tech is messed up.
The customer knows where the pizza is at all points on the journey. You have to log in-and-out twice and twice when logging out to make sure nobody steals money. It's it's fast paced even for me.

I was very scared. Trauma alert, but I knew I needed some income.

As was said there are many wake up calls. Reading the parable of the sower about How seeds might fall on rocky soil?
I know a seed had fallen on, Even Bloomed but soil too rocky.
So just knowing these things is an impetus to change.
The other thing is I just know I can find the love of my life in the community even if it's just brother and sister. Wouldn't it be a shame not to find out?
Okay okay, rising sign is on cusp of cancer and leo
My wake up call is developing a love of mind so developing my mind is my wake up call.
I guess it would be called critical thinking but critical thinking is not emotional thinking. Knowing. This is knowing the way out.
For many years I tried to know how to go out of the body with various varying success, but largely failure because of emotional thinking and desiring escape. Then I gave up on that. I realized that emotional thinking is self isolating in nature ,believing in things that don't exist. Learning, learning then means understanding that. The intellect is surrounded by the soul what a beautiful thing.

 

[Ravintsara]

For me there have been many wake up calls and I'm pretty sure I must expect more to come.

There was this picture booklet explaining money to children, that I had received in primary school. About banks and debt and interest rate. I was among the brightest students, but I found it complex and specially fishy. I grew up with the feeling that money, banks and economy was a kind of esoteric field I wasn't born intelligent enough to grasp, I didn't belong to that "elite" who did understand it. My mother had graduated in political economy, though. When I think back, she was kind of a "conspiracy theorist" by today's standards. Whenever some instability, war or mayhem would break out somewhere, she'd say "The american does these things". I didn't really get it, but I guess it left a print on me.

Moreover, when I was young, I didn't realise much, but grandfather's tales were initiating, too. I remember him telling me about the "veil" that separates us from the divinity and that one day that veil would be lifted for us to see. Then, one day he passed me a book "The kneeling of Evolution" that shattered my belief in the theories I was told in school and I started wondering what other lies we had been told.

Later, when in my twenties, I dated a much older man for some time, who was well beyond initiation in everything health and nutrition and "alternative medicines", to whom I was drawn to for some mysterious reason, cause normally he had nothing to please a standard twenty-year-old: no looks, no health, no wealth, no future, but I was deeply in love. He would be very cautious when telling me about his journey to heal from a chronic condition that was making him suffer a lot and most of the times I was baffled and didn't know what to think about all that he was throwing my way: energetic healers, energetic body, revitalised water, bread is bad, breakfast is unnecessary and hot chocolate is a horrible drink, crystals can heal... these sort of things. He lend me a couple of books, one about a french medical doctor's journey into the discovery of alternative therapies when nothing could help heal her mother ("Medicine of three bodies") another about the Schauberger water and other water vitalisation methods. These both started opening my mind to the "invisible" that had to be present out there, beyond our physical bodies and beyond the material nature of our environment.

At the same period, while on a walk besides the river, I got bitten by a tick without noticing much and thinking it was a mosquito bite. Weeks later, I notice a wide spread rash that had developed almost invisible due to sun tanning. I didn't know what it could be at all and was well unaware of the existence of ticks and Lyme. Luckily, this man urged me to go see a doctor and scared the hell out of me. The doctor was rather laid back and not as alarming. He put me under antibiotics for only two weeks and told me to go back, only to ask me if I had taken my pills. When I confirmed, he claimed I was healed. Comparing this to the horrors I had been reading for two weeks in a Lyme forum, my faith in the doctors started to erode. My friend insisted that I take some alternative treatment for at least two months and introduced me to a formula that has since been forbidden, TicTox, a mix of propolis and essential oils specially intended for Lyme. I didn't know much about plants at that time, but I trusted him and took this treatment religiously. Then, one search led to another, I found out about Dr. Mercola's website and subscribed to his newsletter that I received for several years, questioning and learning a lot in this way.

Last but not least, an engineering student friend one day joked about his physics professor who had asked them to imagine an 11-dimensional universe, as if that was something you can actually imagine. I remember later going on Google and typing a query about the dimensions of the universe and from there I found my next two big things: a french "guru" (Other Dimensions) and the Cassiopeaen material... I didn't have enough time to read and integrate all the lessons of Laura about sociopaths and the like, though. The universe soon enough put me on the path of a narcissist, charged to teach me a good decade of lessons in person! I guess I need to learn the hard way. Knowledge does protect.

 

[Nicholas]

Or how about anger?

My father passed away just before Christmas of 2005. I also tried to break up with my girlfriend of 10 years the month before because our relationship was seemingly at a dead end. Then my grandmother suffered a stroke a week after my father passed away. These events plunged me into an angry depression for the next year. I never was a religious person and really began to question what I am doing here. It all seemed so pointless to live and then die with nothing. I got home from work for Christmas break in 2006 and was so angry I shouted with my fist in the air something like "what is the point of all this suffering?" without expecting an answer and not really knowing who I was shouting at.

Then I had a remarkable dream after Christmas of 2006. In my dream I woke up in what appeared to be in a large hospital room with lots of windows and many other patients. I noticed across the hall some nurses so I got up and went over to them and asked what I was doing here? They replied that I had "given up". I replyed that I don't give up! Next thing I knew I was sliding down a smooth winding water slide (as best I can describe it) and then woke up out of my dream. That same day, I noticed a PBS show about eating in the TV listing so I turned on the TV and found Mark Hyman, M.D. talk about how most chronic illnesses begin with an unhealthy gut. Well, bought his book "Ultra-Metabolism" and began learning how to eat properly to care for the body. I have been blessed with a healthy body and have always exercised regularly but didn't pay too much attention to what I was eating.

I started crawling out of my depression with a new thirst for answers. I stumbled on some New Age channeling from watching "What In The Bleep Do We Know" by way of Esther Hicks. It all seemed to good to be true but I tried to think positive and concentrate on what I wanted. Needless to say it didn't seem to work. In fact, the more I read their stuff, the stronger a buzz like sensation in the upper left part of my head got. I soon started searching for more channeled material. Ran into the Seth books and read what Joseph Campbell had to say. Then I ran across Laura and the Cassiopaeans. Much to my chagrin I couldn't stop reading her material, the "Wave" and "Adventure" series. Soon I was ordering books from the SOTT list and fell back in love with reading. I felt I was back in school!