Mysticism and Rationalism

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Mysticism: All are One, the universe is a Unity
All things in the universe are one. They are all made of the same basic matter/energy, and they interact with one another, constantly. All things on earth are one: plants, animals, rocks, oceans and atmosphere. All living creatures had a common origin, all depend on each other, and shape and are shaped by non-living things. Life has radically altered the earth's atmosphere, and molded many aspects of its geology. The Gaia system is an organic evolving whole embracing the biosphere, hydrosphere, lithosphere and atmosphere. All humans on earth are one. We descend from the same family of common ancestors. We are, in a quite literal sense, siblings, and like siblings we depend on each other's love and care and responsibility. We are interdependent not just in our families and communities, but in nations, and increasingly on a global scale - just as we are also interdependent with nature and the earth.

Ancient Wisdom and Modern Science

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The universe is not a world of separate things and events but is a cosmos that is connected, coherent, and bears a profound resemblance to the visions held in the earliest spiritual traditions in which the physical world and spiritual experience were both aspects of the samereality and man and the universe were one. The findings that justify this new vision of the underlying logic of the universe come from almost all of the empirical sciences: physics, cosmology, the life sciences, and consciousness research. They explain how interactions lead to interconnections that produce instantaneous and multifaceted coherence–what happens to one part also happens to the other parts, and hence to the system as a whole. The sense of sacred oneness experienced by our ancestors that was displaced by the unyielding material presumptions of modern science can be restored, and humanity can once again feel at home in the universe.

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For many people balance means having ups and downs together. For them for every bright side, there must be a dark side to balance. If there is a bad habit, there should be a good habit to balance. For every bad person, there must be a good person to balance. There are angles to balance devil. There are wealthy people ergo there must be poor to balance. Here is what I call the problem of ZERO.

People have been mal-educated by the concept of zero in a way to deeply internalize the idea. This makes them believe that the world is made of positives and negatives and a zero as a point of balance. I can’t think of any negative being. As long as something exists, we have no choice but looking at it as a positive being.

You may ask how about those misbehaviors we see every day. Well again I would say instead of seeing it as malicious traits like greediness or love of power, we can see it as having less of awareness, or being less awakened. Taking it as having less of something will make us think of ways to help the people who lack it. Instead of making a monster of them, we can then think of helping them to awaken to a higher level of consciousness. Having less of something is in no ways equal to having negative things as the word negative itself is what make dualities appear and creates distances and harm humanity and the whole universe in large.

Zero is fake and artificial therefore negative is fake and artificial, and beyond that, balance is something artificial. Whatever exists is made of positive and we are all on our way to a higher consciousness and should help each other in this path.


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There might be reasons you may imagine yourself as a real being while there might be moment in your life in which you may have felt the nothingness of your being and the universe around you. Here is five reasons why you may have had a real experience:

1- Physics challenges our understanding of reality!


What is 2+2? You may say 4 and you may be right in most of the normal occasions. However in modern physics we look at this answer with a little bit more caution. If we are looking at event too large or too small then relativity or quantum physics may stop us from giving the same answer too quickly. To shuttles flying towards each other at an extreme speed of 200,000 km/s would not see themselves collapsing at the speed of 2+2 = 400,000 km/s! The same would go if you look at quantum events. This should make us rethink our understanding of reality and if we don't have a clue what reality is, then how would we call this world or ourselves REAL?

See a video about it here.

2- We are made of almost nothing!



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This piece is dedicated to my dad, from a heart of gratitude and love.

Everything has changed.

It is easier to breathe now.

It is easier to think now.

My thoughts are coming in blocks now, instead of in sentences. Years can be lived now in a few hours.

You can feel it, can't you? Can you appreciate that the air is sparklier?

Please understand that this is not in reaction to any blogger's peer pressure, my telling you these things. After these changes became undeniable, I caught wind of how magnificent the equinox was to be for all of us. It's nice, now and then, having confirmation. Things have been very different for six days now. I am counting them, now. I want to see how long this thing goes. I want to see if it is just How Things Are Now, or if this is just another incremental adjustment.

I don't know the ins and the outs. I just know that things are very different inside my head and heart now.

And here's the thing. I worked through the Equinox. And it was a tilty shift.

Early in the shift I took a mental health toilet break. I took my hair down and looked in the mirror. Really studied myself. And it just came to me clear as day, What are you playing at? You do realize you are a grown up, right? You aren't fifteen. You don't have to do this if you don't want to. What exactly are you playing at?

Then I put my hair up and went back to work.

It was a weird shift. It was teaching me, they all do, but it had a grinding quality to it. I wanted it to be over. It was dawning on me that the last two shifts have been about me not being seen as having even one whisper of authority. I had nurses treating me like I was a new grad. It's like I gave off a gripless vibe. It was weird, the last two shifts, how very much like a mentally handicapped child I have been treated.


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The last four days have been nothing short of miraculous. I sing a song today celebrating how very far I have come, how far we are all coming, and oh! The view from here is spectacular, humbling, unnerving, magnificent, knowing all this while holding such great gratitude for knowing there is more. There is only more from here. It only gets better from here.

This has been a heart-pounding journey, this whole awakening. I remember daily a dream I had last year... me and Sam coming up from a concrete bunker onto a concrete, grey world. No vegetation. Very few people, but I had the feeling the place was in fact vast, and well-populated. I wore a turban, and flowing robes. I told Sam we were to sit on the bench. I understood that to sit was an honor.

Sam fidgeted. I chastised him. I pointed to the sky. I told him to settle down and look up. That it was about to happen. I told him that a couple of times. And then, as if on cue, it did.

The heavens opened into a square, a rectangle. Flames shot out of the mouth of this geometry, and with it, a terrible, deep, resonant sound.

(I have since only heard that sound, felt it as I did in my dream, when I have published these blogs.)

And then it was as if the sky switched, and was full of spaceships. They were all white, but the sizes and varieties was boggling.

And then the games began. The chases, the extremity, the fear, the wars, just scenes of darkness, extremity, difficulty, on a city, country, world scale.

And then came the conclusion.


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I was doing some reading on a, and came across a blog that really got my attention. The writer had been thinking a lot about past lives and how she had absolutely no recall, and then she had a spontaneous awareness, when listening to a song, of having just shot someone dead. She is left with this disembodied experience, sort of still clinging to her. A bleedthrough. And from her writing about it, it was a potent bleedthrough at that.


It got me thinking again about past lives, and my foray into three of them about four months ago. I had one regression, and the reverberations continued for weeks. Lately, I've been studying Seth, and his discussion of our true multidimensional nature has struck right to the heart of me.


Please let me tell you my thoughts. Oh, they are wonderful thoughts.


After the regression, I was spent. I didn't really give it much thought at first. I knew it was good, but I wasn't sure if it had been anything but an exercise in imagination.


Then the connections started flooding in.


And I began to see that these three lives, their themes, their struggles, were tied up in this one. My issues with insanity and reality, my profound love of and need to travel, my distrust and avoidance of anyone who does not act congruently, openly.



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I find that there are many things occurring, sort of a procession of miracles, synchronicities, happy accidents and ease in my life now. It has all gotten very easy and enjoyable, and I find that there are moments that I am unable to do anything but just shake my head and grin, because there is just nothing at all to be upset about, fear, be anxious about, or dislike very intensely.


That is not to say that I have one of those bizarre lives where I deny strife or pretend that “negative” emotions have been purged from my “lower body.”


That is dualistic, mechanistic and undisciplined thinking.


This physical life, this is all just a drama, and the first two acts of my play are complete. I have been backstage just twiddling my thumbs for quite a while now, wondering what is going to happen next.


It has finally dawned on me that I am what is going to happen next.


Although I have, up to this point, done a great job at disowning the process I just put myself through, it is now time to own just what it is that I have created. I had been, I think, knee deep in the creating of the thing, and finally gave myself a moment or two to just gawk at this, to try to really GET it, and now it is time to once again engage in this game, but in a much different way.



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It came to me today that this peace which is so real and sturdy for me anymore, this clean place internally has everything to do with thinking and believing in brand new ways. These thoughts used to only swirl and dance and become active when I was reading them on a page or hearing them in meditation. But then I'd have to engage in reality and my peace would crumble, just blow away like toothpicks.

And that happens less and less now. And I really feel a need to let others know about the thoughts which have righted a few things for me. So I am going to do that in this blog, as economically as possible.


1 - Every time I go to sleep, I am switching focus to my bigger reality, my bigger self. The bigger part of me which I always envisioned was in charge, I used to imagine was only active long ago, in planning things out of me here, putting people and situations in my path to help me, activate me. Well, now I understand that this is not a one-time, only-done-before-you're-born type of thing. We do it every night. We are so plugged into Source, but there is a disconnect, and that disconnect is worked around when I sleep.

2 – Everything, absolutely everything has consciousness, and the degree of magic my life and heart contains is directly proportionate to how well I am paying attention to the aliveness of my physical reality.

3 – Men and women, male and female, boy and girl, there is absolutely no true difference, except for the assignation of who has the egg and who has the seed. Everything cultural rule regarding male and female abilities is a human construct. It isn't real. This brings me so much peace. Any such rule is from someone's imagination as to How Things Should Be. Many expectations, roles, and bs behavior are distortions and Other People's Understandings.


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