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Think Outside the Box

by Worldchangeguy on 03/10/2009

How we define ourselves, and the world around us, forms our intent, which in turn, forms our reality.

Who are we? What’s reality? What’s the purpose of life? What can we do today for the selves we’ll be tomorrow?

We need to ask questions like these until we’re completely satisfied with our answers, and even then we need to keep asking questions, because how we define ourselves, and the world around us, determines how we treat ourselves and one another. To find honest answers to these questions, we need to experiment with and explore the nature of inner reality as well as outer reality. In doing so, not only will we be able to redefine who we are and what reality is in physical terms, we will be able to redefine the nature of the inner self and map the very contours and of the soul.

Explore the Nature of your Experience and Map the Contours of your Soul

Rating Guide:

Strong Sexual Content – S

Strong Language – L

Violence – V

Education Letter to Obama

by Worldchangeguy on 08/19/2010

President Barack Obama
The White House
1600 Pennsylvania Avenue NW
Washington, DC 20500

SUBJECT: Project-Centered Education versus Program-Centered Education. Limitation of mind can produce great suffering. Education should be as much about raising consciousness as it is about raising money. It should be as much about serving the needs of the individual as it is about serving the needs of all.

All beings harbor within their consciousness the ideals, seek the greatest understanding and serve the highest good, but few have the courage or wisdom to express them to any significant degree under the overwhelming pressure to survive and gain acceptance in the world as it is. As an individual, you seem to have actualized these values very successfully. I suspect, in addition to love, they represent your highest goals in life or you would not be as bright or insightful as you are. Imagine what America would be like, what life would be like, if these values played a significant role in our lives, if they were consciously present in the mind of every person and written above the entrance of every school and institution. Imagine that the role of every teacher is to help every student achieve these goals to the world’s and the student’s greatest benefit and satisfaction.

Open-ended, unassuming values like these open our hearts and minds and keep them open over a lifetime. However, our current belief/education systems often close our minds and imaginations. They distort and limit our powers of observation and discernment instead of expanding them. Here is why I say this: when I started catechism class in Catholic school in 1947, a nun told the entire class that all humans are sinful (born in sin) because Adam and Eve ate an apple from the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil against God’s command. The nun also added emphatically, “And you can’t trust the flesh because it will always betray you” – her personal belief, I suspect. In one awful moment, every student in that class was told you’re bad and you can’t trust yourself. There was a third message hidden in these words as well – trust us (the church) and do as we say, we know what’s best for you. Loudly protesting these damning ideas, I was told, “Be quiet!”

The next morning, as we stood in line outside her classroom, the nun appeared and pulled me out of line. She looked down and asked, “Are you going to learn your catechism today?” Looking her in the eye, I said No! She immediately pulled a heavy wooden ruler out of her habit, grabbed my right wrist and started beating my knuckles as hard as she could until I cried out in pain and humiliation. It was as if by using torture she could force me to submit to the church’s teachings.

That entire period, I sat with my back to her, facing the rear wall of the classroom. The next day, after walking the two miles to school with my older brother Dicky, I refused to enter. On the way to school, I had made up my mind never to go there again. I said I would wait in the woods behind the church until he got out so we could walk home together.

That afternoon I told my mother what happened and repeated that I would never go back there again. Angry herself, the next morning she enrolled Dicky and me in public school. When my new teacher asked me to stand up and introduce myself, I used the opportunity to tell him how the catholic school treated its students. I then asked him how public schools treated theirs. He shouted, “Sit down, shut up and do as I tell you because I’m the teacher and I know what’s best for you!”

I had struck a nerve and under the veneer of politeness and concern, the message was loud and clear. The dominant cultural belief was, and still is, that children are the ward of the state. At its worst, the rationale goes, it is in the best interest of competition and survival to sift the chaff from the wheat, skim the cream from the top. At best, we want children to grow up so they can replace us in the work force, become financially independent, good consumers and start replacement families of their own. It is no wonder many children feel alienated, become angry and act out or go underground with their thoughts and feelings. We prepare them to fit into life, as it is, not to question and improve it, not to stretch and grow in response to his or her experience, curiosity, impulses and inclinations; it is to accept the established teachings of institutional authorities without question. If it wasn’t for the whispered encouragement of our souls, the promise of love and a fear of dying, mankind would have been toast long ago.

We are now reaping the rewards of this flawed system in an unprecedented breakdown of relationships and society. We are a society at war with itself. Government does not trust the people and the people do not trust the government. Fear and greed supersede love and sharing in our relationships.

How can we change direction? Instead of limiting ourselves to the question, what’s going to work best for “ME”, as many of us now do, we can start asking:

What’s going to work best for ALL of us in personal terms? (What is the best way to fulfill our own unique potential in support of the world and ourselves?)
What’s going to work best for ALL of us in terms of business? (What is the best way to maintain the health and well-being of the planet and humanity?
What’s going to work best for ALL of us in terms of education? (What is the best way for us to learn and grow? What are the most important things for us to learn?)
What’s going to work best for ALL of us in terms of the environment? (What is the best and most sustainable way for us to relate to nature and the earth?)
What’s going to work best for ALL of us in terms of peace? (What is the best way for us to relate to each other as individuals and nations?)

Make the Jump from the Value Judgment World to the Value Fulfillment World

Humanity has faced serious challenges to its existence before. We are facing one now. More than ever, we must be still and “know”, not melt down in fear and become reactionary, which only makes matters worse. We must open our hearts and minds to new ideas, new ways to see ourselves, and the world around us. We must think with new clarity and boldness. We must explore, discuss, collaborate and share. We must grow beyond our current limitations of thought and being.

First, consider there are two major value systems that serve as models for human behavior and two value systems that serve as measures of success. Life as we know it plays itself out within the matrix of these ideas. These core concepts, and how we relate to them, determine how we think and act in life. They give us the option of creating a Value Judgment World or a Value Fulfillment World. In a fear-based Value Judgment World, we manipulate and control each other with external values. We make value judgments of right and wrong, good and bad, smart and stupid, strong and weak, guilt and punishment. In a love-based Value Fulfillment World, individuals live by value fulfillment and practice idealism. In other words, they consciously determine the values of life and being they value most, their ideals, and actualize them to the best of their ability. They figure out what works for them and what doesn’t, what makes them happy and what doesn’t.

Models of Behavior

1. Law of the Jungle – The Law of the Jungle is fear-based and tells us that life is about separation, scarcity, competition and survival of the fittest. Some interpret this to mean that every man is an island, it’s eat or be eaten, kill or be killed.

2. Law of the Body – The Law of the Body is love-based and tells us that life is about oneness AND separation, interdependence, collaboration, sharing, creativity and cooperation. We know unconsciously, if not consciously, the lessons our bodies teach us, or life would be short and brutal indeed!

Measures of Success

1. Money, Power and Privilege – money, power and privilege are objective, material measures of success. Providing food, shelter and safety for our families and ourselves is essential while we exist in material form. For most, this is by far the dominant measure of success in our lives.

2. Love, Truth and Joy – love, truth and joy are subjective, emotional measures of success. For some, love, truth and joy are just as important and life giving as money, power and privilege, if not more so.

Whichever set of core beliefs we identify with most has the greatest influence on our surface thoughts, feelings and behavior. If we find the Law of the Jungle and the idea of money, power and privilege more appealing, we become more fearful, predatory and materially oriented. If we find the Law of the Body and love, truth and joy more appealing, we become more peaceful, loving and thought-conscious or spiritual. Evidence suggests, as a whole, we are closer to the material end of the spectrum than the spiritual end – if this is not so in numbers of people, it certainly is so in the impact of materialism on our lives.

Change Begins Within

The “reality” we perceive through our physical senses is a projection of our Primal Motive. As individuals, each one of us strikes a different balance between the Will to Be (spontaneous, loving creation) and the Will to Survive (our fear of dying and obsession with survival in material form). As societies and cultures it is the same; we strike a collective balance between the two, with one usually dominating the other. This suggests that to change what we see in the world, and ourselves, we must first change our position with respect to both Primal Motives. It is far less complicated and inexpensive to explore and make sense of two Primal Motives than to try making sense of everything going on in the world. We could spend lifetimes doing that and according to some belief systems, we do.

Many of us think life, as we know it, is failing or unsustainable because, as a culture, we make money, power and privilege more important than love, truth and joy. As a result, we live with more fear than love. Our thinking is more material than spiritual. It is compartmentalized, specialized and limited. As a society, we overtly and covertly place many areas of inquiry and exploration off limits, which results in feelings of oppression and selective perception. The challenge for each of us is to figure out what balance of ideas will work best for us as individuals and as a world. It is time to ask questions, not accept “official” answers without question.

The growing collapse of our economic and social system – increases in population, people in jail, homelessness, joblessness, food shortages, disease, wars, global warming, unsustainable growth and the loss of wealth, can be laid at the feet of putting fear, individuality and self-interest (ego) ahead of love, oneness and the common good. A similar imbalance occurs when we put the common good ahead of self-interest. We are capable of creating a system that values both equally. By giving equal value to both our oneness and individuality, we make it possible to cooperate, not compete, with one another. In addition, by asking questions that include ALL of us, we not only acknowledge our oneness and individuality, we acknowledge our individual and collective roles, and responsibility, in co-creating our shared reality.

Five Beliefs That Will Change the World for the Better

We create our own reality from what we choose to believe about ourselves, and the world around us. In other words, how we define ourselves, and the world around us, forms our intent, which in turn forms our reality.

We are both one AND separate. What you do to me, you do to you. What I do to you, I do to me. What you do to you, you do to me. What I do to me, I do to you. This largely intuitive knowledge is what gives substance and meaning to the Golden Rule – “Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.” (Is the prevalence of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder in our troops and the guilt we feel when we harm others, as well as ourselves, the soul’s way of telling us to stop doing these things?)

We are not only the product of creation; we are creation itself! In the dynamic dance of life, sometimes we lead and sometimes we follow. Sometimes we do both simultaneously.

ALL life is sacred. You are one face of God. I am another. God is All That Is and All That Is, is God!

EVIL does not exist in reality. Consciousness (Energetic Awareness, Awareized Energy) or God wants to know itself in all ways. It seeks pleasure, not pain! However, to tell one from the other, to have the power of choice, Consciousness must know both. To know hot, we must know cold, to know happy, we must know sad, to know love, we must know fear.

Responsibility (response-ability, accountability, creativity and self-development) is the price of freedom, peace and long-term human survival. We can view life as a burdensome journey of pain and suffering or a creative opportunity to learn and grow. In either case, we get what we concentrate on. As creative beings our ultimate challenge is to see where we are, decide where we want to be, and get from here to there, safely and responsibly.

The 21^st Century serves as a natural timeframe for building a dream, a vehicle for life in the New Millennium that will help transport mankind through the next 1,000 years in peace and safety.

Project-Centered Education versus Program-Centered Education

Program-Centered Education: Normally, as adults, we see children as thinking, feeling and creative beings. So why do we settle for an “official” view that defines them as anything less? Many of us sense children are newly arrived souls launched on a journey of self-discovery and reawakening. When we see a truth and ignore it, we are guilty of false loyalty, whether it is to a beloved individual or a sacred belief. In doing so, we are saying that loyalty to people and beliefs, even when they do us serious harm, is more important than life itself.

Program-Centered Education treats children as property – as resources or commodities to develop, harness and exploit for personal and social gain. Seldom does it encourage students to develop their own beliefs and values or question and challenge established ones. (See, My Recurring Superman Nightmare for an example of how the system works.)

In life and business, how many of us ask if what we’re doing is good? Does it improve the quality of life and increase humanity’s chances for survival or does it undermine it? In many cases, we do what we think works best for us, giving little or no thought to how it works for others. To create a society based solely on the Will to Survive, which many of us interpret to mean – survival of the fittest, eat or be eaten, kill or be killed – is a recipe for disaster. We need to include the Will to Be for the expansion of consciousness and balance. It is what makes us feel love and care about our future.

Project-Centered Education sees us as both one AND separate. We are both the product of creation and creation itself. The “project” in Project-Centered Education is to create better versions of reality and ourselves. Starting with what’s going to work best for ALL of us, in personal terms and in terms of business, education, the environment and peace, teachers and students can develop projects that help them discover greater understanding and serve the highest good. By encouraging children to ask questions, we not only engage them in creating their own reality and shaping their own future, we enlist them as partners in co-creating our shared reality.

When seek the greatest understanding and serve the highest good is our primary goal we have a purpose for living and learning, and buried within these ideals is the promise of love, truth and joy. We are not bad; it is our ideas about who we are and what reality is that limit and distort our human expression.

“Education” includes doing for ourselves what others will not or cannot do for us.

Active and thoughtful participation in the creation of our reality is the change we have been waiting for. Public education is an excellent place to start.

Evolution, not Revolution – it’s time for God’s “Children” to grow up.

What can we do today for the selves we’ll be tomorrow?

Roger and Sandra Peterson

CC:

Vice President Joe BidenEd. Secretary Arne DuncanSenate Speaker Harry Reid

House Speaker Nancy Pelosi

Senator Tom Harkin

Senator Bernie Sanders

Senator Sharrod Brown

Senator Al FrankenSenator Dianne FeinsteinSenator Barbara Boxer

Representative Dale Kildee

Representative Dennis Kucinich

Representative Lynne Woolsey

Representative Alan Grayson

Oprah Winfrey

Bill & Melinda GatesSteven SpielbergBill Moyers

Thom & Louise Hartmann

Amy Goodman

Ed Shultz

Gov. Arnold Schwarzenegger

CA Ed. Super. Jack O’Connell

We Create Our Own Reality

During the course of everyday events we often forget the role of thoughts in the forging of our material reality. We get lost in the visible symbols, the material by-products of our imaginations, forgetting the invisible blueprints from which they, and we, emerge.

Pure energy like money, its material equivalent, is shaped into matter and experience by thought. It can be used to lift up or smash down, to build character or destroy character, to express love or express hate, to beautify or make ugly.

The purpose, or challenge, of life is to learn how to use thought in its various forms to shape energy into a pleasing reality. The prize is a sense of satisfaction, a feeling of a job well done. And, like learning to walk or talk, it is a personal, subjective endeavor that requires creative aggression. It is a great balancing act, where one must accept falling down in the course of learning how to stand up.

Remember:

Thoughts are “things” with a reality of their own and you an artist. With thoughts in the forms of belief, attitude, value and expectation, you paint the landscape of your life.

Visit The Real Talk World Library (http://realtalklibrary.com). It contains many first-hand accounts of extraordinary experiences like Encounter with the Energy of Unconditional Love, Ask Value Questions and Listen for Intuitive Answers, Inside Ivy, What I Learned in Catholic School, Dreams of My Unborn Grandson, A Healing Meditation Surprise, Pete’s Creation Dreams (includes the Genesis Dream), The “Suckface” Incident and The Ball of Light – a (Lucid) Dream about the Nature of Consciousness and Being. These experiences and others describe a much larger picture of who we are, what reality is and what we can all do when we let ourselves go gladly into the nature of creativity and not hold back.

Pete – http://realtalkworld.com

We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience. - Pierre Teilhard de Chardin

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Seth on Violence and Love

by Worldchangeguy on 08/18/2010

“There is never any justification for violence. There is no justification for hatred. There is no justification for murder. Those who indulge in violence for any reason are themselves changed, and the purity of their purpose adulterated.

I have told you that if you do not like the state of your world, it is yourselves that you must change, individually and en masse. This is the only way that change will be effected. If your generation or any generation effects a change, this is the only way it will be done. What I am telling you has been said before through the centuries. It is up to you whether or not you will listen.

It is wrong to curse a flower and wrong to curse a man [or woman]. It is wrong not to hold any man in honor, and it is wrong to ridicule any man. You must honor yourselves and see within yourselves the spirit of eternal vitality. If you do not do this, then you destroy what you touch. And you must honor each other individual also, because in him is the spark of eternal vitality.

When you curse yourself, you curse yourselves, and the curse returns to you. When you are violent, the violence returns… I speak to you because yours is the opportunity [to better world conditions] and yours is the time. Do not fall into the old ways that will lead you precisely into the world that you fear.

When every young man refuses to go to war, you will have peace. As long as you fight for gain and greed, there will be no peace. As long as one person commits acts of violence for the sake of peace, you will have war. Unfortunately, it is difficult to imagine that all the young men in all the countries will refuse to go to war at the same time. And so, you must work out the violence that violence has wrought. Within the next 100 years that time may come. Remember, you do not defend any idea with violence.

There is no man who hates but that that hatred is reflected outward and made physical. And there is no man who loves but that that love is reflected outward and made physical.”

(Excerpt from end of Chapter 18, The Seth Material by Jane Roberts and Robert Butts. Copyright material reprinted with permission.)

We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience. – Pierre Teilhard de Chardin

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Seth – How Individuals and Nations Compound Problems

by Worldchangeguy on 08/18/2010

Seth: “Your whole civilization is (convinced) that the way to solve a problem –any problem, private or worldwide– is to exaggerate it, see its worst projection; and this, then, is supposed to make you take proper action. The approach unfortunately solves no problems, and only compounds them whether the nation is trying to solve problems of energy, or social problems, or whether an individual is trying to overcome a dilemma.

You (Seth talking to Jane and Rob) are so immersed in that method of problem solving, however, that it comes back to haunt you. At least you can be aware of it and alert. I will give you the answers to your questions, but they are not the way to solve your problem–and against all conventional knowledge, reviewing the mistakes of the past does not lead to wisdom.

When you become so worried, of course, you concentrate even further on the problem–how bad it is, and what will happen if it becomes worse in the future. The problem is, therefore, compounded to whatever degree–and when I give you both such reasons, then sometimes you use them, the two of you to ADD TO your private and joint self-disapproval.
The belief is that if you frighten yourself badly enough through imagined projections, you will be frightened enough to change–but the nation or the individual following that method does not change for the better. Instead, they compound the original condition by concentrating upon it until it looms larger than before. Such methods cause panic, national or individual.

To solve a problem you begin to minimize its characteristics, diminish its importance, rob it of your attention and refuse it your energy.

The method is the opposite, of course, of what you are taught. That is why it seems to be so impractical. I have said this so many times–and I do realize it is difficult for you–but you cannot concentrate upon two things at once. Therefore, to the extent you concentrate upon your pleasures, your accomplishments, and to the extent you relate to the PSYCHIC AND BIOLOGICAL MOMENT, you are refreshing yourselves. You are not projecting negatively, and you are allowing the problem to un-wrinkle, un-knot. You are denying it the energy of your attention that keeps it going.

You do not spend time thinking that you have not used your abilities properly. You take it for granted that you ARE using them properly, and that allows them to fully develop.”

Seth: Session 08/14/78, The Personal Sessions, Book 4 by Jane Roberts and Robert Butts, pgs 332-334. (Copyright material reprinted with permission.)

Thank you “Oceanside Rick” for supplying this excerpt http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Seth_Practicing_Idealists/

(Slight editing for clarity – Pete)

We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience. – Pierre Teilhard de Chardin

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Guided Imagination: Healing by Fire

by Worldchangeguy on 03/16/2010

The secrets of the universe lie hidden in the details of our experience. – Pete

In guided imagination one person acts as the storyteller or guide while the other participants lie down, relax, and close their eyes. Once the participants are fully relaxed, usually through a series of relaxation exercises, the storyteller constructs an imaginary scene and offers suggestions to focus, guide, and stimulate the participants’ creative abilities, just like thoughts and emotions stimulate our creative abilities in dreams. The results depend on each person’s ability to relax and get out of the way of his or her consciousness so it can flesh out the story line and allow the scene to take on a life of its own!

HEALING BY FIRE

The first Guided Imagination Exercises I participated in involved the spirits of Earth, Wind (air), Water and Fire. Our group met once a week and each week, for a month, we used one of these basic elements to build a story around. My favorite was the Fire Exercise.

After conducting a relaxation exercise, the storyteller describes a scene with trees, green grass and wild flowers. He encourages us to enter the scene. Because I am so relaxed and these scenic elements are so pleasant and non-threatening, I find it easy to fully enter into the scene. He encourages us to explore our surroundings, to tumble in the grass, smell the flowers, or float up into the trees if we want. I follow (actualize) the suggestion to float up into the trees to smell the blossoms and after several minutes, the storyteller tells us to “see the pathway that winds through the trees.” He instructs us to follow the path. We can walk, run, float, roll, tumble, or fly, whatever suits our fancy. I choose to float, and after some initial difficulty, do so quite successfully. As we approach an open field, we’re told to see a fire burning off to one side of the path. Again, several suggestions are offered to stimulate our imagination. A roaring bonfire is one suggestion and a burning house, another. Once we see our fire of choice, we’re instructed to enter it. I choose a burning house for my experience.

The house is a short distance off the path to my left. It is nearly burned to the ground but there’s still some debris burning around the sides and in the middle of the house. Walking now, my fear of being burned grows as I approach the flames. Before actually stepping into them, I remind myself that I’m not in my physical body and that the flames can’t hurt my astral form. Without further thought, I step into the flames. They feel cool and breezy against my skin as they lap up around my legs. Delighted, I walk to the center of the house to be among the tallest flames. As I revel in these wonderful new sensations, a large column of flame rises up in front of me and huddles against my chest. As I look at it, an arm-like extension of flame reaches out from the right side of its body and penetrates my left side. Before I can react, I feel something like a hand wrap around my heart and begin to knead it gently and lovingly.

Somehow, in this alternate reality, a doorway for healing has been opened. For many years I’ve sensed a growing hardness in my heart from being so angry at myself and the world for not being perfect. As the Fire Being or Spirit continues to knead my heart, strong feelings of love and compassion are released in me. With a great sigh of relief, I completely relax into the experience.

Soon, the storyteller speaks again and gently suggests we bring our fire experience to an end. As his suggestion slowly filters through my mind, the Flame Spirit withdraws its fiery hand from inside my chest. Growing an additional appendage from the left side of its body, it reaches up over my right shoulder and around the back of my neck. Supporting itself with its left appendage, it leans back and looks up into my face. With the fiery hand it had used to massage my heart, it reaches toward me and gently brushes the left side of my face with the back side of its hand, like a mother expressing love and sadness before parting. After one final hug, it slowly lets go of me and sinks down into the flames still burning around my legs. With great sadness, I turn and walk out of the burning house and back up the pathway. As I retrace my steps to the beginning of this journey and waking reality, I mentally relive my experience with the Fire Being and marvel at the magic and wonder of it all. It was a profound, maybe even a life-saving healing experience for me!

Pete, http://realtalkworld.com

We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience. – Pierre Teilhard de Chardin

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Who Are You?

by Worldchangeguy on 03/06/2010

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“Please… tell me who you are and what you want. And if you think those are simple questions, keep in mind that most people live their entire lives without arriving at an answer.”

– Gary Zukav

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Skin Sensing on Marijuana

by Worldchangeguy on 02/23/2010

The secrets of the universe lie hidden in the details of our experience. - Pete

The next day, I asked Sandra why she left so abruptly. She said she could feel the energy I was directing at her and it scared her. A few nights later I smoked the last of the three joints. For some reason I decided to move my chair into the middle of the living room directly off the end of the hallway. The walls in our townhouse were white so I had installed a red light bulb in the hallway for effect. After smoking my joint I closed my eyes and started to meditate. Noticing that I could see the red glow from the hallway light, I shut my eyelids tighter. I could still see the red glow of the hallway light. After more attempts to block out the red light, I was forced to come to the conclusion that I was seeing it through my skin!

Years later, I read a magazine article about an elementary school teacher in South America who conducted experiments with his students. Blindfolded, they would run their hands over images of colorful ads in magazines selected by the teacher and then draw pictures of what they had seen with their hands. According to the article, test results were amazingly accurate. It was evident the students were seeing objects through their skin, the teacher concluded. A quick Google search turned up a website article entitled: Seeing Through the Skin, which describes a study of skin viewing being conducted by Prof. Leonid Yaroslavsky at Tel Aviv University, in Israel. You can visit the website by clicking on the link above.

Even though I’m sharing my drug-related experience with you, I don’t advocate drug use. In many cases they’re considered illegal. Personally, I prefer a clear mind when I explore the nature of my own consciousness. It makes me a better observer. In fact, my most profound experiences in altered states happen when my mind is clearest. Openness, fearlessness and curiosity also play a vital role in experiencing altered states of consciousness.

Many of us have been convinced that looking inward on our own is dangerous. It’s not if we refuse to be frightened by it. Like everything else, it’s best to start with baby steps. When we really want to know something it’s as if the entire universe cooperates in bringing us knowledge. In other words, we get what we concentrate on whether it’s by design or default. There are no accidents so it’s up to us to be clear on what we want.

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Channeling Energy and Seeing Transformations on Marijuana

by Worldchangeguy on 02/23/2010

The secrets of the universe lie hidden in the details of our experience. – Pete

I smoked marijuana twice while we lived in San Francisco and once in Santa Rosa (we moved to Santa Rosa in 1980). A friend from Sonoma County gave me three joints while visiting me in San Francisco. It was called Acapulco Gold and he said it was really good stuff. By that I mean it was supposed to provide me with heightened sensory awareness and hallucinatory experiences. The first time I tried it I smoked two joints back to back. Almost instantly it kicked in and, on impulse, I began to send energy to Sandra through the palms of my hands. She sat at the other end of the couch from me and had refused my offer to share a joint with me.

At that time in my life I meditated regularly and had developed the habit of channeling energy through the palms of my hands as they rested palm up on my lap. I would visualize a continuous loop of energy rising out of my hands and going down through the top of my head before flowing down my arms and out through my hands again. It was part experiment and part practice in control. I discovered this practice had a soothing affect on me.

The energy coming out of my hands felt like solid columns and as I directed energy over Sandra’s body it almost felt like I was touching her skin. After several minutes she began to fidget and look uncomfortable. Suddenly, she stood up and announced she was going to bed. We said good night and she left.

Alone, with no one to talk to except Cindy, our hamster in the cage at the end of the couch, I focused my attention on the lamp sitting on the nearby table. As I looked at it, it flew up into the air and started flipping end over end while transforming itself into other objects, including a glass ashtray. several minutes later, my daughter, Crystal, came downstairs to give me a goodnight kiss. As she walked away, just before she disappeared around the corner of the hallway wall, she turned into a bright golden ball of light.

Pete, http://realtalkworld.com

We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience. – Pierre Teilhard de Chardin

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Insight and Laughter on LSD

by Worldchangeguy on 02/23/2010

The secrets of the universe lie hidden in the details of our experience. – Pete

The first time I took LSD was early 1974. We were living in San Francisco at the time and a friend who lived with us for a while asked if I had ever tried LSD. I said, no. He then asked me if I wanted to try some. Having read accounts of LSD experiences in school made me curious so I said, yes.

Since it was my first time, he broke a small piece off a transparent square (usually considered a single dose) of Window Pane, pure LSD. It took about a half hour for the drug to have an affect on me. Sitting quietly, I began to notice that as I thought about something, an idea or concept, I could see it from almost an infinite number of angles or viewpoints. I could even get inside ideas and see them from the inside out. Exploring this newfound ability, I discovered I could travel from one idea to another as if there were no separation between them. Without realizing it, I was seeing the oneness of everything. Unlike my normal state of consciousness, nothing was truly separate and nothing was closed to question and understanding.

As my euphoric bliss grew, I began to find humor in everything. I started laughing out loud and my wife, Sandra, who had refused to take LSD, asked me why I was laughing. Since I had already shared with her most of the experiences I was now laughing about, I began to share my thoughts with her. Infected by my humor, she began to laugh too. Before long we were both laughing so hard our guts ached. In bed, I continued to share my thoughts with her and point out what was so funny about them. I was seeing things in ways that made it impossible not to laugh. Finally, as the effects of the LSD wore off and exhaustion claimed us, we fell asleep.

Pete, http://realtalkworld.com

We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience. – Pierre Teilhard de Chardin

Change the world for the better with POTS!

(Philosophy On T-Shirts)

We create our own reality from what we choose to believe about ourselves and the world around us.

How we define ourselves and the world around us forms our intent, which in turn, forms our reality.

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Shape Shifting on LSD

by Worldchangeguy on 02/23/2010

The secrets of the universe lie hidden in the details of our experience. – Pete

In late 1980, I took LSD for the second time. This time it was in the form of a small white tablet. When it kicked in I stripped naked and stood in front of the bathroom mirror. It was daytime and I was home alone. On impulse, I began to Tone, saying, ohm, out loud. Immediately, ornate tattoos began to appear on my neck, starting at the top and growing down. As they spread over my shoulders and started down my chest, I became uncomfortable as I began to think that I might have been an Aztec Priest in another lifetime, one who participated in human sacrifice. At the thought of seeing myself actually kill someone so I could cut out their heart, I grew nauseous. When the tattoos reached the bottom of my rib cage they stopped growing and turned into feathers. I was was now half man and half bird.

I marveled at this unique form until another impulse (?) urged me to raise the pitch of my Tone. When I did, my body transformed into that of a Minotaur. I was now half man and half bull. Not particularly pleased with this form, I intentionally raised the pitch of my Tone again and became a Centaur. I really liked this form and turned sideways to see it better in the mirror. My centaur arms and torso were shorter than my human arms and torso but much more muscular. My blond centaur hair hugged my scalp in tight ringlets. Excitedly, I wiggled my rear and stamped my hooves repeatedly while flexing the muscles in my centaur arms and shoulders. Both my human and centaur bodies were visible in the mirror.

Thinking about this experience later I wondered what would make it possible for me to have an experience like this? The best idea I could come up with was cellular memory. I thought, by toning, I was able to access and control the expression of my body’s cellular memory, cellular memories of other lifetimes in other forms. Over the course of the next two years I took the last two tablets of LSD but nothing of significance happened. I guess I had learned everything I wanted to learn from drug-induced, altered states of consciousness.

Pete, http://realtalkworld.com

We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience. – Pierre Teilhard de Chardin

Change the world for the better with POTS!

(Philosophy On T-Shirts)

We create our own reality from what we choose to believe about ourselves and the world around us.

How we define ourselves and the world around us forms our intent, which in turn, forms our reality.

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Evolution of a Dream

by Worldchangeguy on 02/20/2010

Mule Team Dream Revisited

The following dream occurred January 11, 1991 around 4 AM. It was long and complex, containing a lucid dream section about mules and creation, magic and an out-of- body experience. Several days ago, after publishing the Mule Team Dream (the part of the dream about mules and creation) on my website and submitting it for publication to Lucid Dream Exchange magazine, I went back and reread the original notes to make sure my facts were straight. It was then I discovered glaring differences between my living memory of the dream and the notes I had written in 1991, as sketchy and poorly written as they were. How could that be, I thought, with a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach?

Honesty and integrity are important to me. I have no wish to mislead or bamboozle anyone in any way.

So, what happened between the time I had the dream and when I decided to share it with others nineteen years later? I was certain I remembered the details with exquisite clarity. Somehow, without my conscious knowledge, the memory of this dream changed over time. Newer memories replaced older ones, not unlike past memories of shared experiences between siblings and friends. Just like we as individuals change over time, our memories change over time.

Evidently, as I relived this experience in my imagination and dreams over time, as I tried to do a better job of understanding and describing it, it evolved! Instead of a little white box showing a man kissing a mule and turning him into a human being, as happened in the original dream, for example, it became a framed portrait with the white mule’s head coming to life and winking at me. This is the clearest memory I have of this part of my experience.

Like other important experiences in my life, I didn’t record seeing the two mules standing belly to belly, staring back at me the next day on Starr Road. I was driving a county bus and figured I could do it when I got home. If it didn’t get recorded in my journal, that was okay too, I thought. It was such a profound experience, how could I not remember it? Suffice it to say, this information never did get recorded in my journal, only my consciousness, until now. I was so excited at the time, though, I pointed to the the two mules and shared the story of my dream with nearby passengers.

In the current version of the Mule Team Dream, instead of:

I was in a car, driving… speeding down a road with ducks and birds scattering ahead of me. The setting was country (rural CA) but when I came upon this bridge with ducks and birds, it was heavy vegetation and steaming – a jungle, swampy type feeling,

I wrote the following:

I wake up behind the steering wheel of a car driving at high speed down an empty highway. An arched concrete bridge looms ahead, which is littered with tall weeds growing out of dirt and gravel accumulated from years of disuse. Anxious to reach my destination, wherever that may be, I continue driving at high speed. When I notice ducks foraging for food in the dirt and weeds on the bridge, an alarm goes off. Slamming on the brakes, I come to a screeching halt in a cloud of exploding dust and squawking ducks. Leaving the car parked sideways, I walk to the top of the bridge. A large section in the middle is missing. If I had kept going, I would have driven off the edge and crashed into the water and concrete below. Looking into the distance, I see my destination. It’s a lone farmhouse several miles down the road.

I remember the mules and standing on the edge of the broken bridge with exquisite clarity, perhaps from a later version of this dream. Similarly, I remember the framed portrait of the white horse winking at me. Do dreams, like people and ideas, or the memories of them, change over time as we relive them in our imagination and dreams? Are they alive like people? Do they have a reality of their own? At first, I felt bad about the differences between the living memory of my dream and the original version described in my journal. I thought it was a bad thing. But now, I’m not so sure. Maybe it provides us with new insight into the nature of consciousness and being.

January 11, 1991, 4:10 AM, Dream Journal, Volume 8, Page 120, Original notes from dream, grammar and all:

Keep in mind, “original” dream notes are sketchy at best. Like a good idea, you hurry to sketch out the highlights before it evaporates into thin air. Once you record the essence of an idea or dream in your waking consciousness then you go back and sort out the details.

To be true to yourself, you must resist any temptation to embellish, exaggerate or distort your experiences if you want to share them with others, but be prepared to see them change or evolve naturally over time as you relive them through your imagination and dreams. Everything, being created by and composed of consciousness and energy, evolves. It’s the nature of consciousness and being.

Woke up at 3:00 am and went to bathroom. Came back to bed and couldn’t get back to sleep. Tossed and turned and finally I was in a car, driving…speeding down a road with ducks and birds scattering ahead of me. The setting was country (rural California) but when I came upon this bridge with ducks and birds, it was heavy vegetation and steaming – a jungle, swampy type feeling.

After the duck and bird scattering the road came to an end at a cliff. Ahead was a body of water. At this point I began to notice that whatever I needed began to appear. For example, I decided I needed to continue on, which meant getting past the body of water. As I thought this, trees appeared which seemed to be there all the time and which would provide me with a way down to the water. Actually they seemed to be growing out of the water. I jumped or climbed…I’m not sure which, it was so easy. As I hung in the branches of the tree out over the water, I remembered that I was in a dream or out of body and that I should be able to fly. I tried and, instead, I started to drop into the water. Falling, I thought I didn’t want to swim through that stuff and wouldn’t it be nice to have something to carry me through it.

As I thought this, two mules appeared below me who, once I saw them, appeared to have been there all the time when I looked hard. I floated down to the water and put an arm around each mule’s neck. The one on my right I gave a nice kiss on the side of his neck in appreciation for the gift of their presence. After that I gave the one on my left a kiss but more on top or in back of the neck. I did it as an afterthought so as not to offend the mule on my left. It seems I gave most of my true regard to the mule on the right and kissed the mule on my left so it wouldn’t feel slighted. Anyway, as I kissed the mule on my left, both mules turned human and I found myself with my arms around the necks of two humans. When (after) kissing the mule on my left and having him turn into a human, I playfully projected up in(to) the air in front of me, a little white box with a diagram inside showing a human kissing a mule on the side of the neck, with the caption below saying: “How to Kiss a Mule”(,) appeared.

At this point I found myself back in bed, starting to sing out of happiness and playfulness. I remember monitoring my singing because I (k)new I was at a level of consciousness close to waking. As I continued to sing I tried to figure out if my body was singing out loud or not. It didn’t seem to be but out of concern for Sandra I rolled over in my bed so I could look town the hall towards her room to see if I had awakened her. As I looked at her door something shiny, which I associated with her somehow, was flexing (membrane?) on her door in response to my singing. As I looked at this I realized things were different from our house in Santa Rosa. I could see her room door down this long hall when in our Santa Rosa house; her door is off to the right of mine, across the hall and out of my line of vision. Besides, my bedroom door is kept closed. In the dream or OOB (out of body), it was open.

I decided to check strings out. As I left my room and started moving (floating) down the hallway I began to hear noise and see people. As a matter of fact, a short way down I encountered an open door with sound coming out of it. I looked in and saw a theater screen and people watching a movie. As I kept moving forward I encountered one or two more doors into the theater and off to my left were groups of several people smoking, drinking and standing around in conversation. I looked at this and continued forward to find a cafeteria. At this point I became fully aware that I was either dreaming or out of body. As I walked into the cafeteria, I decided to play with these people. Once I was well inside and standing near the serving line, I said “hello” to the people next to me and announced that I was a ghost. As they looked at me with growing skepticism and a little fear/annoyance? I said “see?” and started to rise up into the air.

As I floated above them, they all started reacting by covering their mouths, pointing to me to confirm if other people were seeing the same thing etc. I floated back down and then my eye was caught by a beautiful woman sitting in a chair at a table next to where I landed. She had on these beautiful earrings with bright colors. All of a sudden she got up and, as she walked away, her earrings disappeared and she became a man with a regular hair cut. I clapped my hands in glee even though a little bit disappointed. As I looked passed (past) her/him walking away towards the exit, I noticed all these new people in the cafeteria looking at me. I got excited and thought/said? that “news travels fast”. Anyway, I greeted them and then hesitated again, pointing out the fact that I was a ghost, – “see?” I floated (backwards) through the cafeteria and out the door where a couple of young boys were. As I floated down the hall with people watching from the cafeteria I rose higher and stuck my head into the ceiling to show them how I could move through matter as well. I did the same with a large pipe hanging under the ceiling. My head going through it made a funny sound (it gave me a headache). At this point I slowly entered my body on the bed and heard the noise of our heater turning on.

Also remember good sex dream but I’ll keep that to myself (now, 2010, I don’t remember what it was – so sad!).

Pete, http://realtalkworld.com

We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience. – Pierre Teilhard de Chardin

Change the world for the better with POTS!

(Philosophy On T-Shirts)

We create our own reality from what we choose to believe about ourselves and the world around us.

How we define ourselves and the world around us forms our intent, which in turn, forms our reality.

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Mule Team Dream

by Worldchangeguy on 02/20/2010

A Lucid Creation Dream, First Recorded 1/11/1991 at 4:10 AM

This dream differs in some ways from the original version I described in 1991. Memories of events change over time as we relive them in our dreams and imagination. New dreams and new recollections reshape the memory of our past as if trying to flesh them out or redefine them. What you read here is the fleshed out, refined version of the lucid dream I had January 11, 1991. You can compare this to the original version at: Evolution of a Dream. Enjoy it and take from it what you will.

I wake up behind the steering wheel of a car driving at high speed down an empty highway. An arched concrete bridge looms ahead, which is littered with tall weeds growing out of dirt and gravel accumulated from years of disuse. Anxious to reach my destination, wherever that may be, I continue driving at high speed. When I notice ducks foraging for food in the dirt and weeds on the bridge, an alarm goes off. Slamming on the brakes, I come to a screeching halt in a cloud of exploding dust and squawking ducks. Leaving the car parked sideways, I walk to the top of the bridge. A large section in the middle is missing. If I had kept going, I would have driven off the edge and crashed into the water and concrete below. Looking into the distance, I see my destination. It’s a lone farmhouse several miles down the road.

Determined to complete my journey, I leave the bridge and walk to the edge of the sheer cliff above the waterway. The creek or river bank is thirty to forty feet below. Short of jumping, I don’t see any way down. Desperate, I resort to wishful thinking and long for a way down the cliff – a tree, a rope, a ladder, anything will do. Suddenly, there it is, a tree is standing right in front of me! It’s just the right size and type to climb down. Reverting back to non-magical, earthbound thinking, I wonder how I could have missed it? Jumping across a small gap to a sturdy limb, I climb down the tree, thinking: I know this wasn’t here before or I would have seen it!

The water is dirty, muddy and smelly giving me second thoughts about wading or swimming to the other side. Resorting to magical thinking again, I long for another way to cross, one that will keep me clean and dry. As this wishful thought fades, I behold another “miracle”. Two mules are standing in the water right in front of me where none had stood before. One is white and the other black. They look like the two mules I pass every day in my bus on Starr Road in Windsor. Thrilled by such good fortune, I strip and bundle my clothes to keep them dry. Turning around in the water, the mules make it easier for me to mount them. To stay dry, I straddle the backs of both mules, stomach down, with an arm around each neck and a leg thrown over each broad back.

Walking side by side, belly to belly, the two mules carry me across the stream as I hug them in appreciation. On the other side, I jump down and hug them both again, still thinking they’re the same two mules I pass every day on Starr Road. After dressing, I say my goodbyes and leave for the farmhouse.

Just before I end the dream, I feel compelled to turn around. There, floating in the air a few feet away, is a magnificent framed portrait of the white mule’s head. It shows his left profile, ears pricked up as he thoughtfully looks into the distance. Suddenly, his head comes to life and he turns to face me. After giving me a big conspiratorial wink, he becomes a still life portrait once again. He looked so real, I found myself looking for the rest of his body beyond the frame, but to no avail. Such magic!

Driving north through Windsor the following day, I can’t wait to see the two mules on Starr Road. Usually they’re grazing peacefully, seemingly unaware of each other and their surroundings. But today, they stare at me intently and stand belly to belly, just as they did in my dream!

What a profound spiritual moment! Could these two mules have actually been in my dream with me? Is it possible for such real connections to exist between dreams and waking reality? Their behavior now says, yes! Wow, the memory of this experience still sends chills through me after all these years.

Pete, http://realtalkworld.com

We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience. Pierre Teilhard de Chardin

Change the world for the better with POTS!

(Philosophy On T-Shirts)

We create our own reality from what we choose to believe about ourselves and the world around us.

How we define ourselves and the world around us forms our intent, which in turn, forms our reality.

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Live and Let Live

by Worldchangeguy on 02/13/2010

A Revealing Snake Dream During a Time of War

The secrets of the universe lie hidden in the details of our experience. – Pete

I had this dream in 2002 right after a major clash between the Israelis and Palestinians. In the dream, I live in a large undeveloped rural area with few houses, large fields and woods in every direction.

As I walk from the house to my pickup truck in the driveway, I feel loss and sadness. I’ve just been told that the plans for developing the land behind my home have been approved. It was recently bought by a developer with ambitious plans and strong political ties. His Plan calls for thousands of new homes with industry to support them. In essence, he plans to build a new town. Feeling the stone and gravel in the driveway shift and crunch under my boots, I open the door of my beat-up old truck and swing up into the seat behind the steering wheel.

The evening light is dimming as I start the truck’s engine. Pulling out of the driveway, I turn left onto the narrow country road going nowhere in particular. Thinking about the coming changes to the wild land behind my house, I imagine what the future will look like. In my mind’s eye, I see homes, city lights, streets with moving traffic and belching industrial chimneys. It’s a testament to not only man’s ingenuity but his blind ambition, greed and unbridled reproduction.

My thoughts are suddenly interrupted by a rattling sound. Leaning forward to see over the edge of the seat, I’m confronted by a large rattlesnake on the floor near my right leg. How it got there, I have no idea but it looks like it’s about to strike me. Angry and frightened at the same time, I react by raising my foot and smashing it down on the head of the snake again and again until it lies dead at my feet.

As relief washes over me another rattle signals an angry warning, then another, and another. Suddenly I’m fighting for my life with both legs alternately rising and falling with all my might to crush the deadly invasion. How can this be? Where are they coming from? Soon they’re on the seat next me, some in my lap. There are far too many to defeat! First one, and then another strikes me, injecting venom deep into my arms and legs. I fight back even more ferociously until it dawns on me that the harder I fight, the more snakes I kill, the more there are attacking me.

Knowing I’m about die, I stop fighting and begin to think about my experience. What is it trying to tell me? What does it mean? After killing the first rattlesnake, more appeared and attacked me. The more I killed, the more there were until the inside of my truck was filled with writhing angry snakes, all wanting to sink their fangs into me. Why didn’t I stop the truck and slowly get out to let the first rattlesnake go in peace? Instead I reacted with mindless fear and a sense of ownership. This truck is mine and you have no business being here!, I thought. In my fear and outrage, I simply attacked without considering other alternatives.

Quietly, I look at life from the snake’s perspective. In my mind it’s now the symbol for every other form of life on Earth. We, humankind, have been invading and taking habitat away from other life forms for eons. In our pursuit of new territory and “ownership” we have invaded the homeland of countless other species to claim it as our own. We don’t ask permission, we’re unwilling to share – we just take whatever we want and drive out who or whatever lives there! What right do we have to do that? Doesn’t every living thing have a right to life and being?

Overcome by the enormity of humanity’s transgression, my heart goes out to the snakes in my truck and all the other creatures affected by man’s often thoughtless, self-centered behavior. A feeling of sorrow and understanding washes over me and the snakes begin to disappear as magically as they appeared, until there is only one snake left in the truck. I know it’s the first snake I thought I killed. It’s alive and fully intact as it lies on the seat next to me, its head resting on my lap. Gently, I stroke it with the backs of my fingers. In my newfound love and understanding, I can see we’re both one and separate, both healed and friends.

(After writing this piece, I couldn’t help but think about the bipolar opposite of “ Live and let live.” It’s, “kill or be killed!” Pull these two beliefs apart and you create a continuum. Life as we know it takes place between these two extremes. A few of us reside at one end of the continuum or the other most of the time while the majority of us live somewhere in between the two. We unconsciously move back and forth between the two extremes as our thoughts and experiences in the moment dictate.

What do you think will work best for you, an attitude of live and let live or, kill or be killed? What attitude do you think will work best for ALL of us?)

Pete – http://realtalkworld.com

We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience. Pierre Teilhard de Chardin

Change the world for the better with POTS!

(Philosophy On T-Shirts)

We create our own reality from what we choose to believe about ourselves and the world around us.

How we define ourselves and the world around us forms our intent, which in turn, forms our reality.

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Chest Cavity Blues – A Role for Marijuana in Therapy?

by Worldchangeguy on 02/12/2010

The secrets of the universe lie hidden in the details of our experience. – Pete

(Excerpt from Pete’s Drug Related Experiences.)

My final experience with marijuana came in the Summer of 1981. One of our magazine subscribers, C, from Pennsylvania, came to visit us for several days. I can’t remember whether it had anything to do with the fact I had missed publishing deadlines or not.

At the time, I was depressed and suffering from psoriatic or roving arthritis. Joints all over my body, including the toes and bones of my right foot, were swollen and sore. For a whole year I limped around with the middle finger of my left hand locked in a straight position. Whenever I closed my hand, it looked like I was giving someone the finger. When C realized I was depressed, she asked me if I wanted to share a joint with her. Surprised by her request, I said, no. When she asked if she could smoke one, I said, yes.

The next day as Sandra, C and I sat around the kitchen table discussing different metaphysical concepts and magazine articles, I told her we were thinking about discontinuing Coordinate Point. She said she expected as much and again asked me if I wanted to share a joint with her. Since the cat was out of the bag about the magazine and I felt even more depressed, I said, okay.

After a couple of hits (Sandra refused to partake), C started asking me questions. She wanted to know how I felt about myself and the magazine. Even though her questions seemed really personal, I decided to go along for the ride. Suddenly I was Ralph Bellamy (the actor who was still alive at the time) talking with that distinct gravely voice of his. I was telling C, I’m tired and I don’t want to do this anymore (publish the magazine). I’ve worked long enough and hard enough in my life; all I want to do is retire and be left alone.

As Ralph continued to complain to C, another part of me shifted focus, materializing as a shaft of light in the middle of a hollow chest cavity (my own?). Jutting out from the chest walls around me were shadow boxes, which reminded me of the Hollywood Squares show on television. Each contained an old person (I was 39 years old at the time). Some people sat against the side wall of their box while others faced straight out with their legs dangling over the edge. Some of the women wore short cotton summer dresses with their nylon stockings rolled down around their ankles while others wore bathrobes and muumuus. The men were in retirement-home garb too. Some wore bathrobes and others wore pajamas or sweats. Some people looked like they were suffering from strokes while others appeared to be suffering from dementia. Many were drooling. Most looked distant, as they waited to die. They looked tired, done with life. Did this scene, these people, represent the state of my psyche?

Numb with shock, I continued to rotate and absorb the full impact of this depressing scene. On each turn, I began to notice a dark shadowy figure moving back and forth behind the rear wall of my chest cavity. His large hands rested against my chest cavity wall as he moved his head back and forth from one side of my backbone to the other. He wanted to see inside. As I continued to observe him, the back wall of my chest cavity grew less opaque. Finally, it revealed a large, powerful young man who reminded me of the comic book character, Hulk. More than see inside, he wanted to get inside. Before leaving this vision, I popped outside my chest cavity to help him get in.

Summoned back outside at this point, Ralph is just finishing up his rant. The effect of the marijuana was wearing off and my heightened sense of awareness was fading. Despite Ralph’s depressing mood and the nursing home state of my psyche, I began to feel a glimmer of hope. Something inside me was changing.

Although I suspect C was performing therapy on me, I didn’t ask her if it was intentional or spontaneous. Whatever it was, it gave me insight into my current situation and hope for the future. At this time in my life, both physically and mentally, I was in terrible shape. After C left for the airport later in the day, I realized I didn’t know much about her other than she emigrated from Germany and since moving to the United States, she had lived in Florida and Pennsylvania.

The next morning, after Sandra and the kids left for work and school, my thoughts returned to the amazing experience of the day before. In my imagination, I rejoined the powerful young man behind my backbone as he struggled to break into my chest cavity/psyche. Together, we broke through, which visibly disturbed the old people. Before I knew what was happening, the young man grew much larger and in one swift motion raised his arms, sweeping away every last one of the old people.

Just like that it was the dawning of a new day. I had a new canvas to write on! I decided to stop publishing my money-losing magazine and get a regular job. I knew that if I wanted to be healthy and live a long life, I was going to have to change my attitude, exercise regularly and improve my diet. I would just have to do my idealistic stuff in my spare time. Right now, I had an economic future to think about.

For days and weeks afterward, whenever I was at home alone, I would flex my muscles like a body builder and growl with the energy and power of the Hulk (I still do it now sometimes). I knew this was my road back to health and happiness in life. Thirty years later I still exercise regularly and eat well, not because I’m afraid of dying but because I love looking good and feeling great! I also do it because I love my family and this world, and still think there is more I can contribute.

Even though I’m sharing my drug-related experiences with you, I don’t advocate their use. In many cases they’re considered illegal. Personally, I prefer a clear mind when I explore the nature of my own consciousness. It makes me a better observer. In fact, my most profound experiences in altered states happen when my mind is clearest. Openness, fearlessness and curiosity also play a vital role in experiencing altered states of consciousness.

Many of us have been convinced that looking inward on our own is dangerous. It is not if we refuse to be frightened by it. Like everything else, it’s best to start with baby steps. When we really want to know something it’s as if the entire universe cooperates to make it happen. In other words, we get what we concentrate on whether it’s by design or default. There are no accidents so it’s up to us to be clear on what we want.

- Pete, http://realtalkworld.com

We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience. Pierre Teilhard de Chardin

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Help from a Place of Safety – Seth

by Worldchangeguy on 01/19/2010

Seth, from ESP Class Transcript, 4-8-77

( Also in Conversations with Seth, book two, chapter 8, by Susan M. Watkins)

Seth: You cannot help yourself and you cannot help your species by identifying with your own weakness, or with the weakness of your species. When you are safe, you are safe, and you are in a position of strength, and you can be in a position of tranquility. Then you have the energy and the exuberance to think and feel clearly, and to help others.

When you are in a position of safety, you do not help by pretending that you are not safe, or by taking upon yourself the agony of others. Your reality, when you are safe, is a reality of security. From that framework you have strength, validity, grace, exuberance – additional energy that you can send out to touch the hearts and realities of other people.

If you become so frightened of realities that are not your own, if you take upon yourselves tragedies that do not exist in your reality, in your moment, then you weaken your position and you weaken the position of those you think you are helping. You look about you and you see only hopelessness and helplessness. You organize your reality according to the tragedies of the newspapers.

The tragedies of the newspapers are symbols. Those symbols represent real tragedies, but those tragedies do not exist in your moment unless you are participating in them. Those who are involved in such tragedies feel a sense of hopelessness and the loss of power in the present – and you do not help them by taking on the guise of hopelessness!

What I am saying this evening is indeed simplified… but you must operate from strength, not from weakness. When you stand on a firm shore, you can extend your arm to the man that is in quicksand. You cannot help him by leaping into the quicksand with him, for surely both of you will go down. And he will not thank you!

Class Member Asked: “Then we’re doing this as a nation?”

Seth: Individually. As you read your paper, as you watch your television; whenever you look around you and say, ‘Other men are fools’; whenever you look around you and say, ‘The race is ruining itself — it is insane,’ you are doing the same thing — you are jumping into the quicksand, and you cannot help.

Organize your reality according to your strength. Organize your reality according to your playfulness; according to your dreams; according to your joy; according to your hopes — and then you can help those who organize their reality according to their fears.

There are those who prophesize a great holocaust that will destroy the species. There are those most certain that California, as the new state of sin and iniquity, will be banished from the face of the earth. There are those who prophesize, and have prophesized since the beginning of time, that tomorrow would never come because you are so sinful — because you are such idiots! There is no difference! You can condemn yourself because you are sinful and the daughters and sons of Satan. Or you can say, ‘That is nonsense. We are not sinful nor the daughters nor the sons of Satan. Instead, we are the idiot off casts of nature. We are going to destroy our planet. We are rotten, not because we are the sons of Satan, but because we are insane atoms and molecules gone astray!’ Only the vocabulary is different!

Do any of you actually believe your existence is a cosmic accident? Do any of you really believe that the integrity of this moment is an accident? Do you really believe that all nature is sane but you — that nature in its great holy being had good sense except when it created men and women, and only then did it go astray?

If you organize your reality in that fashion, then you are in the quicksand! If you want to help, stand on the firm ground of your creativity and being! You are only fools if you cast off your clothing and jump into the shifting ground. Who needs a hand that is going to sink beneath the mire? Some help that is!

Seth, ESP Class, 4-8-77

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Response to Comments – Evangelical Atheists

by Worldchangeguy on 01/17/2010

(To view the entire thread on this subject visit the message board on Thom Hartmann’s website.)

Poor Richard to Worldchangeguy (Pete):

Worldchangeguy wrote:…people who only accept empirical evidence as proof of reality, are selling themselves short.

That could sound pretty insulting to some, guy. And pretty naive to some.

There’s a difference between observation and judgment. The questions are, what is “reality” and what is “science”?

What we see through our eyes, hear through our ears, feel through our skin, smell through our nose and taste with our tongue is unique to each one of us even though, empirically, we can agree that all people can see, hear, taste, touch and smell. We can also prove empirically that we all have inner senses and intuitive abilities. We can all dream and imagine. To say that experiences perceived through our outer senses are more “real” or important than experiences perceived through our inner senses is a matter for the individual to determine. I learn as much from my inner experiences as I do from my outer ones; maybe, even more.

In the paragraph below, you say you’ve had many experiences in “exotic states of consciousness”. The fact that you and many others say this is empirical evidence that these abilities do exist even though the subjective matter we experience is unique to us because each one of us is unique. What is science if it is not curiosity and careful observation without prejudice? What is life without curiosity and careful observation. How can we learn and grow without these things?

I have experienced an extensive variety of exotic states of consciousness, religious experiences, and intuitive, creative experiences without experiencing a compulsion to cast off the bonds of science.

There are many kinds of "evidence" and many "standards of proof". Its great for people to contrast and compare their differences on these. I think it might possibly be framed as information quality control (the badly needed branch of science that doesn’t exist yet).

I agree. We need to be as children. We must keep our hearts and minds open as though we’re seeing things for the first time. As we grow older we tend to become fixed in our thinking. We tend to take shortcuts and eliminate a lot we could learn from.

The only point of view I recommend on the subject of religion is the point of view of "Religious Studies", particularly evolutionary religious studies (ERS).

Excerpt from Evolution Religious Studies:

“It is important to stress that most religious scholars, regardless of their intellectual perspective, study religion as a human-created phenomenon. Religious scholars (as opposed to theologians) have no more use for supernatural explanations than do biologists. What’s new about the evolutionary perspective is that it provides a conceptual framework for organizing existing knowledge about religion and directing future inquiry. In short, evolutionary theory can do for the subject of religion what it has already done for the biological sciences. This kind of basic scientific understanding is essential for addressing the myriad public policy issues, positive and negative, posed by religion.”

The excerpt above is a good example of how we compartmentalize our thinking. We paint ourselves into corners to create convenient truths. The entire paragraph is designed to frame our thinking, to herd us into a box where only certain perspectives are considered valid. It employs a “this is right and that’s wrong” formula that forces us to draw certain conclusions while denying others. This is not “science” or open thinking, it is something else entirely. Everything we do must be worthy of our ideals or they become something else, something less than ideal.

For the rest, subjective experiences can be extremely compelling. But none of them happen very far from a living brain, so they provide opportunities for cognitive neuroscience, evolutionary psychology, etc. Trying to go from out-of-body experiences or such to a theory of mind or soul or god without using the scientific method will be of limited interest to educated and serious people. Without science, you can produce little more than entertainment.

Aren’t we learning something about who we are and what reality is by developing our imaginations and paying attention to our dreams? They are as much a part of who we are as the keyboard I’m typing this response on. What we imagine and dream often becomes the “reality” we experience, from the buildings we build and occupy, the thoughts we express in word and on paper, the cars we build and drive, the businesses and jobs we create, and the movies we film and watch. Should we consider one aspect of our being more important than the other? Does careful observation, documentation and experimentation only work in the material world? No.

When we only accept “empirical” evidence that is limited to what we can perceive through our biological senses and intellectual abilities, we have effectively confined ourselves to life in a box. No matter how pretty it is, it is still a box.

Everything we think and do changes the world for better or worse, so we are all world change guys.

- Pete

We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience. – Pierre Teilhard de Chardin

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Pete’s Drug Related Experiences

by Worldchangeguy on 01/15/2010

Norske to Worldchangeguy (Pete), Post: Angelical Atheism, on Thom Hartmann’s Message Board:

By any chance did you partake of LSD or Magic Mushrooms in your youth?

Fair question! After reading Inside Ivy several years ago, my daughter, Crystal, asked me if I was on drugs when I had my Ivy experience. The answer is, no. However, I have taken LSD four times and smoked marijuana, that didn’t do more than make me dizzy, three times in my life. While in the Air Force (1959-1964), after basic training, I drank alcohol almost every day as a “social lubricant”. In truth, it was a crutch that provided me with relief from habitual fears and inhibitions. Just before leaving the Air Force, I had a revelation while lying on the ground under the stars. I decided to go back to school even though I hated it (I hated authority), and I decided to end my dependence on alcohol before it destroyed me. If people couldn’t accept me for who I was, I’d live with it.

The secrets of the universe are hidden in the details of our experience. – Pete

Insight and Laughter on LSD

Since it was my first time, he broke a small piece off a transparent square (usually considered a single dose) of Window Pane, pure LSD. It took about a half hour for the drug to have an effect on me. Sitting quietly, I began to notice that as I thought about something, an idea or concept, I could see it from almost an infinite number of angles or viewpoints. I could even get inside ideas and see them from the inside out. Exploring this newfound ability, I discovered I could travel from one idea to another as if there were no separation between them. Without realizing it, I was seeing the oneness of everything. Unlike my normal state of consciousness, nothing was truly separate and nothing was closed to question and understanding.

Shape Shifting on LSD

Thinking about this experience later I wondered what would make it possible for me to have an experience like this. The best idea I could come up with was cellular memory. I thought, by toning, I was able to access and control the expression of my body’s cellular memory, cellular memories of other lifetimes in other forms. Over the course of the next two years I took the last two tablets of LSD but nothing of significance happened. I guess I had learned everything I wanted to learn from drug-induced, altered states of consciousness.

Channeling Energy and Seeing Transformations on Marijuana

Alone, with no one to talk to except Cindy, our hamster in the cage at the end of the couch, I focused my attention on the lamp sitting on the nearby table. As I looked at it, it flew up into the air and started flipping end over end while transforming itself into other objects, including a glass ashtray. Several minutes later, my daughter, Crystal, came downstairs to give me a goodnight kiss. As she walked away, just before she disappeared around the corner of the hallway wall, she turned into a bright golden ball of light.

Skin Sensing on Marijuana

Chest Cavity Blues – A Role for Marijuana in Therapy?

The next day as Sandra, C and I sat around the kitchen table discussing different metaphysical concepts and magazine articles; I told her we were thinking about discontinuing Coordinate Point. She said she expected as much and again asked me if I wanted to share a joint with her. Since the cat was out of the bag about the magazine and I felt even more depressed, I said, okay.

For days and weeks afterward, whenever I was at home alone, I would flex my muscles like a body builder and growl with the energy and power of the Hulk. I knew this was my road back to health and happiness in life. Thirty years later I still exercise regularly and eat well, not because I’m afraid of dying but because I love looking good and feeling great! I also do it because I love my family and this world, and think I still have more to contribute.

Many of us have been convinced that looking inward on our own is dangerous. It is not if we refuse to be frightened by it. Like everything else, it’s best to start with baby steps. When we really want to know something it’s as if the entire universe cooperates in making it happen. In other words, we get what we concentrate on whether it’s by design or default. There are no accidents so it’s up to us to be clear on what we want.

- Pete, http://realtalkworld.com

YouTube has a series of videos put together by Dean Radin. (Short Bio: Dean Radin, PhD, is Senior Scientist at the Institute of Noetic Sciences (IONS) and Adjunct Faculty in the Department of Psychology at Sonoma State University, Rohnert Park, CA.) He concludes that between discoveries in Quantum Physics and personal experience, many academics are coming to believe in the psychic nature of mankind.

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Evangelical Atheism

by Worldchangeguy on 01/08/2010

The following article is a response to a post on Thom Hartmann’s Message Board. I’m using the title of the post as the title for this article.

One definition of Atheist: “Atheists tend to lean towards skepticism regarding supernatural claims, citing a lack of empirical evidence.” – Wikipedia

My response:

It seems to me Thom (Hartmann) is saying that people who define themselves as Atheists, people who only accept empirical evidence as proof of reality, are selling themselves short. We are much more than we give ourselves credit for whether we define ourselves as Atheists or Christians, whether we believe in “God” or not. Why put ourselves inside a box – for safety, for comfort?

From We Create Our Own Reality: During the course of everyday events we often forget the role of thoughts in the forging of our material reality. We get lost in the visible symbols, the material by-products of our imaginations, forgetting the invisible blueprints from which they, and we, emerge.

That’s right, “We get lost in the visible symbols, the material by-products of our imaginations, forgetting the invisible blueprints from which they, and we, emerge.” To highlight this point for me, my inner self or higher consciousness presented me (the outer ego me) with three creation dreams that I had enough sense to write down. They’re too long to reproduce here but you can read them by clicking the following link: Pete’s Creation Dreams.

Many of my most valued experiences in this lifetime are spiritual or “supernatural” in nature. Why would I want to deny these experiences or hide my abilities from myself?

Everything we do, we do for a reason, whether we’re consciously aware of it or not.

Does someone who proclaims to be an Atheist believe in atheism because they haven’t experienced the “supernatural” or, do they believe in it because they’re afraid to experience it? Have they been told one too many times to “stop daydreaming and pay attention!”, or have they been annoyed by religionists who talk about “God” but can furnish no real proof that “God” exists?

We can’t argue against someone else’s truth, every idea has its own validity, but we can observe the abilities we all have in common. For example, we all have inner senses and intuitive abilities even though we often ignore or deny we have them. We can prove this to ourselves by paying attention to our dreams as we fall asleep or meditate. When we close our eyes and tune out the physical world, we dream, even if we’ve trained ourselves not to remember. These abilities are empirically provable by anyone willing to take the time to explore the nature of their own consciousness. Instead of clinging to old ideas because they’re familiar, we need to look at life with an open heart and an open mind. We need to keep asking questions like: Who are we? What’s reality? And, what’s the purpose of life? And keep asking them long after we think we know the answers because there’s always something new to learn or understand.

You’ve heard the term: “use it or lose it.” Well, it’s true! Here’s an excerpt from The “Suckface” Incident, which describes the process of guided imagery and what resulted from it when I conducted an exercise with three “normal” (culturally conditioned) people who neglected to develop their imaginations or pay attention to their dreams:

In the late seventies I worked part time delivering desserts to hotels and restaurants from South San Francisco to San Jose for a small San Francisco bakery, Chalet 21. Since I was also editing and publishing Coordinate Point, a magazine that explored the nature of consciousness and being, I often talked about dreams and psychic phenomena with the people I met in my travels. Catherine seemed as interested as any. She was a new friend and business customer from South San Francisco. During an animated discussion about dreams and intuitive experiences late in 1979, I asked her if she had ever participated in a Guided Imagery Exercise (GIE). She didn’t know what Guided Imagery was so I described the process to her and offered to share one of my favorite experiences with her. When I finished, she asked me to conduct a Guided Imagery Exercise for her and some friends. I agreed, and we set up a time for the following week.

Here’s the guided imagery experience I shared with Catherine and her friends. I call it Healing by Fire.

In guided imagery one person acts as the storyteller or guide while the other participants lie down, relax, and close their eyes. Once the participants are fully relaxed, usually through a series of relaxation exercises, the storyteller constructs an imaginary scene and offers suggestions to focus, guide, and stimulate the participants’ creative abilities, just like thoughts and emotions stimulate our creative abilities in dreams. The results depend on each person’s ability to relax and get out of the way of his or her consciousness so it can flesh out the story line and allow the scene to take on a life of its own.

HEALING BY FIRE

The first Guided Imagery Exercises I participated in involved the spirits of Earth, Fire, Wind (air), and Water. Our group met once a week and each week, for a month, we used one of these basic elements to build a story around. My favorite was the Fire Exercise.

After conducting a relaxation exercise, the storyteller describes a scene with trees, green grass, and wild flowers. He encourages us to enter the scene. Because I’m so relaxed and these scenic elements are so pleasant and non-threatening, I find it easy to fully enter into the scene. He encourages us to explore our surroundings, to tumble in the grass, smell the flowers, or float up into the trees if we want. I follow (actualize) the suggestion to float up into the trees to smell the blossoms and after several minutes, the storyteller tells us to “see” the pathway that winds through the trees. He instructs us to follow the path. We can walk, run, float, roll, tumble, or fly, whatever suits our fancy. I choose to float, and after some initial difficulty, do so quite successfully. As we approach an open field, we’re told to see a fire burning off to one side of the path. Again, several suggestions are offered to stimulate our imagination. A roaring bonfire is one suggestion and a burning house, another. Once we see our fire of choice, we’re instructed to enter it. I choose a burning house for my experience.

When I arrive at Catherine’s house in South San Francisco she’s home alone but expecting two friends. When they arrive it becomes clear neither one has ever heard of Guided Imagery. They ask me if it’s hypnotism, subliminal suggestion, or something more disempowering. To remove their fears, I explain that Guided Imagery combines storytelling with imaginative role-playing, something that often happens spontaneously when someone reads us a story or tells us a joke. The only difference between old-fashioned storytelling and Guided Imagery is that the listeners are meant to actively participate in the story. It’s about them! The hope is that something important and meaningful will come about as a result of their experience, as it did in my case. Guided Imagery is essentially a waking dream, one that the “dreamer” has conscious control over. I don’t know whether it was their skepticism or a lack of experience using their imaginations, but after the exercise only Catherine said she “thought” she could see something when I suggested they picture a scene of trees, grass, and flowers in their minds. The other two participants said all they could see was the black behind their eyelids. Maybe imaginations need exercise like muscles.

Despite the poor results Catherine and her friends experienced, the longer I spent conducting the Guided Imagery Exercise with them, the more relaxed and intuitive I became, unknowingly setting the stage for what was to come next. When I left Catherine’s house for the drive north up highway 101 to my home in San Francisco, I felt very playful and alive. My body was virtually tingling with spiritual energy! This state of consciousness opened the door to The “Suckface” Incident. During The “Suckface” Incident, I switched between my inner senses and outer senses spontaneously as the situation demanded.

Many of us become ego-bound as a result of social programming and discredit the value of imagination and dreams. Instead of the outer ego (our external identity) being the eyes and ears of the soul, it becomes the center of attention, fearfully clinging to material reality as if it were a rock in the middle of a swiftly moving stream. Fearful for its safety, the ego-bound self reigns in imagination and ignores dreams. Without imagination and dreams, how do we evolve as spiritual beings?

In dreams, I can dance with my long-dead mother and talk to my deceased brothers. I can learn from entities more advanced than I. I can fly, have amazing sex and perform magic. I can see myself in different times, in different places and in different bodies on different worlds. And I can see my many selves all at once. In one dream, I was a debonair James Bond (similar to Pierce Brosnan) sitting in a rocking chair facing a tribal elder. He too, is sitting in a rocking chair. Almost side by side, we rock back and forth trading jokes and stories while laughing our heads off. Meanwhile another me, also a young male, is standing outside the door of a new apartment I just leased. It is early morning and two beautiful young women come out of their apartment next to mine. I say “Hi!” and we quickly strike up a conversation. The blond with curly hair is wearing a man’s dress shirt with tails. Bending over to pick up her newspaper, I can see she’s not wearing a bra. She seems to find me as attractive as I find her. After telling them a little bit about myself and sharing some conversation, they invite me into their apartment for breakfast.

Entering the apartment behind the two women, I see a third young woman. She is a beautiful brunette and she too is wearing a man’s dress shirt with tails. She’s in the process of setting the table for breakfast. After an awkward introduction, and without prompting or fanfare, I begin to help her set the table for breakfast, all the while engaging her in conversation in an attempt to allay her fear. For some reason, I start talking about alternate realities and alternate lives. While eating, I tell them I’m currently aware of two other lives I’m living simultaneously. Showing great interest in the subject they encourage me to continue. I begin by describing my other existence as the man in the rocking chair and finish with the details of this life, including the names of my wife and children.

Not every dream represents another reality. Like sentence fragments in writing there are “reality” fragments in terms of consciousness, enterprises we start and never finish. Many personality fragments exist in our psyches as well, giving us the potential of expressing ourselves in many ways. See: The Ball of Light. In this amazingly lucid dream, with the help of an imagined computer, I create many lives, each one exploring its own interests and values just as we do here! Since each one of us is a unique, individualized expression of All That Is, you can say that everything that appears to exist outside of us is a projection of our own consciousness. From your perspective, I’m another version of you and, from my perspective; you’re another version of me. All That Is is a by-product of consciousness and energy, awareness and action. The grand illusion of separation, the process of individualization that enables us to perceive ourselves as unique and separate individuals with separate identities, is just that, a grand illusion created by the interaction of consciousness and energy, awareness and action. It is how consciousness and energy builds on itself, creating greater and greater diversity and complexity. Welcome to the Matrix where all that can be imagined is created!

One of my dreams may explain why some of us may not want to remember our dreams. It involves my daughter, Crystal. In this dream, what some might describe as a Past Life, Crystal is my wife, Christobelle. My name in this reality is Raymondo and I am a blacksmith living in an Elizabethan style England. Christobelle, a beautiful blond like Crystal in this life, and I have thirteen children, three of which are mine. The rest of our brood has a mix of fathers. As the community blacksmith, I shoe the Kingdom’s horses, including the horses owned by the King’s Knights, that elite band of men who seem to possess a careless disregard for life along with a strong sense of entitlement.

Whenever I shoe one of their horses, they idle away their time having sex with my wife. For many years, she enjoyed the attention of these men, abusive though they were at times. One fateful day, Christobelle, in a state of heightened regret, tells me she no longer wants to be a sexual plaything for the Knights. When the next Knight arrives to have me service his horse, I tell him he can no longer service my wife. Without further ado, he unsheathes his sword and runs me through. If he can’t service my wife, I can’t service his horse!

Later, revisiting this dream reality, I watch as Christobelle grows fat, soft and toothless, eaten up with remorse at a relatively young age. Hungry, destitute and alone in the woods, almost mercifully, she is set upon by a pack of wild dogs and killed. As I thought about this alternate reality many years later, I remembered a time when Crystal was about one and a half years old. We lived in Yarmouth, Maine at the time and Sandra and I were walking down Bayview Street, pushing Crystal in a stroller. Suddenly, a German Sheppard appeared on the road several hundred yards ahead of us. It looked curious and stared at us intently. When Crystal saw it she nearly stood up in the stroller as Sandra and I watched as a visible shiver of fear go up and down her spine. Seeing that she was seriously shaken, we stopped to calm her. When the dog disappeared, we continued walking. Was there some connection between that life and this one for Crystal, some visceral memory of that alternate life? The strength of her reaction at that time made Sandra and I both take notice and it happened almost forty years ago.

How do we handle this kind of information? Who would want to know that in another lifetime their daughter in this lifetime was their wife in another lifetime, or their son in another lifetime is their husband in this lifetime? I told Crystal about this other lifetime and she’s very uncomfortable with the idea that we were once husband and wife. Even Sandra, my wife in this lifetime, is uncomfortable with the thought that Crystal was my wife in another lifetime. Seeing reality the way I do, I am not disturbed by this type of knowledge. It corroborates what I am experiencing in life. In this lifetime, Crystal is playing the role of my daughter and I love her for it. I don’t find it confusing or disturbing. As unique, individualized expressions of consciousness, we are actors playing different roles in different plays, all the while seeking to know more about ourselves, who we are and what “reality” really is.

In yet other dreams, I have come to realize that the four of us have lived many lifetimes together and that in each one, we’ve played different roles, been in different relationships to one another. And, yes, I have been female as well as male in other lifetimes. To grow, we need to face reality, not run away from it. Consciousness wants to know itself in ALL ways. For me, knowing about other lifetimes and other relationships adds richness and dimension to my life. It allows me to keep one foot in inner reality and one foot in outer reality at the same time so I can better regulate and balance the energy flowing between the two. When we can understand who we really are and what “reality” is, we’ll feel greater appreciation for ourselves and see the true magic and wonder of All That Is. What we do as men is great but what we do as souls is even greater.

(Inside Ivy). In another experience, my consciousness flowed out of my body and down into the rootlet of an ivy plant after many months of talking to it lovingly on my way to bed at night. Like Alice staring into the Looking Glass, my entry into the ivy plant, like her entry into Wonderland, was spontaneous and unexpected. In direct communication with the consciousness of the rootlet, I was made aware of the plant’s needs and value system. Primarily, its purpose is to bring beauty and grace into the world. I was completely humbled by the intelligence and wisdom of this being. It gave me new insight and appreciation for the existence of all things. Having had these and many other experiences like them, I would not want to hide or deny any aspect of my being from myself, even though it makes me aware of how illusionary the barriers are between us, being as much psychological as biological.

Should we be afraid of developing our inner senses and intuitive abilities? Based on my own experiences, I don’t think so. I’m more afraid of some guy punching me in the nose than I am of dying in a dream. When I die in my dreams, I still wake up in this reality or another dream. But, if I die in this reality, I’m gone from this reality for good. I can only visit it as a ghost and maybe learn to move a picture on the wall or materialize enough for someone to see me as a ball of light or vague human outline. The experiences I’ve had in altered states of consciousness are some of the most cherished memories I have of this reality. Besides, aren’t we meant to move forward, to evolve? I think so.

In his own way, I think Thom is telling you (Atheists in general) to keep your hearts and minds open for you are much more than you define yourselves to be. We are all much more than we think we are!

Thanks for letting me speak,

Pete, http://realtalkworld.com

We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience. Pierre Teilhard de Chardin

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How Crystal and Evan Got Their Names

by Worldchangeguy on 12/13/2009

The secrets of the universe lie hidden in the details of our experience. – Pete

Who are we? What’s reality? What’s the purpose of life? Questions like these have always fascinated me but when religion and science failed to provide me with satisfying answers, I broadened my search to include information from all sources, inner ones as well as outer ones. This new openness not only led to strange and new experiences, it led me back to earlier, unusual experiences that had remained unexamined due to their assumed lower value in the general busyness of my life.

In late June or early July 1969 my wife, Sandra, was almost eight months pregnant with our first child. The afternoon was warm and humid as we lay on our bed looking through three small booklets of children’s names. We had no idea what sex our baby was so, like most parents, we had to find names we liked for both a boy and a girl. After reading through each booklet at least three times and discussing several possible names with Sandra, I put the booklet I was reading down and rested my right arm on my forehead to quietly sift through names in my mind. Suddenly, I became aware of another voice in my mind. It said, “Your daughter wants to be called Crystal.” I reacted by recalling how much I liked the name “Crystal”, and quickly rifled through all three booklets to see if it had been listed. Sure enough, there it was in two of them. Looking at the name now, I remembered what happened when I had seen it earlier. It had brought back the memory of the only two girls I had known in my life named “Crystal”. I didn’t like either one of them so how could I use that name for my daughter? I dismissed the name for that reason and continued looking.

The voice in my mind spoke again with insistence, “I understand how you feel but this is your daughter and this is what she wants to be called.” Reconsidering to the idea, I thought “I really do love the name Crystal’ and ‘I guess it doesn’t really matter that I didn’t like the other two girls with that name.” With that settled, I started thinking about the beauty and value of glass crystal (people cherish it). An image of a crystal goblet appeared and I thought about the beautiful sound it makes when you run a wet finger around the rim. On a negative note, I also thought about how delicate crystal is. It shatters easily when dropped on a hard surface. Before I could go down this path further, the disembodied voice in my mind added, “Your daughter needs a name with symbolic significance for her personality to form around, and she wants the name, Crystal.” “Okay, okay, I do love the name so we’ll forget the negatives and call her Crystal!” With that the conversation in my head came to an end and I rolled over to tell Sandra what had happened. She liked the name Crystal too but added, “If we’re going to use Crystal for her first name, I want her middle name to be Ellen.” I liked “Ellen” too so it was a done deal. We didn’t even question whether it was going to be a boy or not, we just accepted the reality of our experience, as unusual as it was. Sure enough, Crystal was born August 26, 1969 at 8 PM, three years to the hour after Sandra and I were married on August 26, 1966.

Sixteen months later, in late November or early December, 1970, Sandra and I were once again lying on our bed looking through those same three little booklets of names. She was again about eight months pregnant with our second child. As in our previous experience, none of the names we read in the booklets excited us much. Setting them aside, I again rested my arm on my forehead to free associate. Once more, I was confronted by a disembodied voice in my mind. This time it said, “Unlike your daughter, your son needs a name with no symbolic significance.” Alarm bells went off as I heard this statement, its unspoken implication being that my son would spend time being lost in life. Why? Was it important for him to go through the process of finding himself? Wow, it sounded scary!

While continuing to ponder this statement, my experience with Crystal, sixteen months earlier, came back to mind and I began looking around the room for the source of the voice in my head. My attention was drawn to a spot about three feet above our heads. When I looked directly at it I couldn’t see it but when I shifted my gaze off to the side a bit, I could. It was a soft, glowing light several feet in diameter. Still worried about the meaning of “a name with no symbolic significance”, I unconsciously began sifting through the names of people I knew. Suddenly, a name popped into mind. It was Evan! It was the name of an optometrist I knew at March Air Force Base near Riverside, California back in the early sixties. He was a really nice guy but his name held no symbolic significance for me. It was just a nice name. When I suggested it to my inner friend, he said, “That’s fine!”, and that was that. When I told Sandy, she said she really liked the name, Evan, too and wanted his middle name to be Anthony, like mine. On December 28, 1970, Evan was born.

What strange experiences, yet, at the time, we didn’t think to examine them closer. In retrospect, I think our lack of curiosity is even stranger than the experiences themselves, and gives testimony to the powerful hypnotic effect of “official” belief systems and “waking” reality. How often do we have strange experiences like this and sweep them under the rug because we’re afraid to face the possibility of ridicule from others? And how many soon-to-be parents get help naming their babies? I suspect it happens often and in many different ways. Again, who are we and what’s reality? I think there’s a lot more to who we are and what reality is than we know. Don’t you?

Here’s one final question, was the voice in my head the voice of each child’s soul before entering its body, or was it a spiritual intermediary voicing their desire?

- Pete

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Seth: To Condemn Others is to Condemn Yourself

by Worldchangeguy on 10/27/2009

While man’s works may often certainly appear destructive, you must not blame man’s intent, nor must you ever make the error of confusing man with his works.

For many well-intentioned artists, with the best of intentions, produce at times shoddy works of art, all the more disappointing and deplorable to them because of the initial goodness of their intent.

Their lack of knowledge and techniques and methods then become quite plain (clear). By concentrating too deeply upon the world of newspapers and the negative reports of man’s actions, it is truly easy to lose sight of what I tell you (louder) is each man’s and each woman’s basic good intent.

That (good) intent may be confused – poorly executed, tangled amid conflicts of beliefs, strangled by the bloody hands of murders-and wars-and yet no man or woman ever loses it.

That represents the hope of the species, and it has ever remained lit, like a bright light within each member of the species; and that good intent is handed down through the generations. It is far more potent, that illumination, than any hates or national grudges that may also be passed along.

It is imperative for any peace of mind that you believe in the existence of man’s innate good intent.

Now: Make distinction in your mind between man and man’s works. Argue all you want against his works, as you read in your newspapers of errors, stupidities, treachery or war…

…To identify man with his poorest works is to purposefully seek out the mars, the mistakes, of a fine artist, and then to condemn him.

To do this is to condemn yourselves personally.

From Session 799, The Nature of the Psyche – It’s Human Expression, A Seth book by Jane Roberts

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