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The See Do Instruction Manual

§ April 23rd, 2011 § Filed under Chapter 74: The Instruction Manual § Tagged , , , , , , , , § No Comments

Open and enter. Peel back the petals and learn. It is so simple to touch the truths the world presents. But even the greatest scholar will accept this lesson: there is a proper order to things.

I see many are reading the story of See Do. Thank you and I hope you find something here to help you on your journey.

Since the manuscript is currently in blog form, it may be tempting to read what appears and then scroll down to the previous entry. Unfortunately, that would mean reading it in reverse order. It would be something like teaching a beginning math pupil, but starting with calculus. I hope you’ll agree that’s not really the best way to go.

So please, for the best experience, I hope you will start at Chapter One and read the chapters in numbered order.

To make your experience more productive and helpful, here is how the story is arranged:

How I met and came to know See Do: Chapters 1 – 7:

These first chapters tell the story of how it all started and how I came to slowly understand and deal with this new spirit presence in my life.

The early See Do sessions or dialogs: Chapters 8 – 41:

This is where the real teaching began and grew. An important and favorite sub-section here is Understanding Big Tragedies: Chapter: 34 – 39. It is followed by two chapters on True Being.

The Meditation on Mundane Reality: Chapters 42 – 53:

These chapters outline the learning that See Do sent me off to discover on my own. If you think that See Do’s ideas present a reality that is too complex and interconnected, you should read these chapters on how complex our modern science considers reality to be. I think See Do Reality may be simpler.

The explanation of See Do Reality: Chapters 54 – 72:

These chapters are the advanced teachings. It took me years to sort these chapters out and they present reality as See Do taught it to me. They may seem “a bit much” and quite implausible if not taken in order and without the context and understanding from the earlier chapters. Be patient. And please try and be open to these ideas. Like I said, it took me years to digest it.

The closing message: Chapter 73:

My final thoughts on the journey.

The SeeDoSpeaks Instruction Manual: Chapter 74:

I apologize for not outlining the work sooner.

Please enjoy the teachings of my Spirit Guide, See Do. And as always, I would love to hear from you.

Thank You.

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THE END OF THE BEGINNING

§ March 3rd, 2010 § Filed under Chapter 73: The End of the Beginning § Tagged , , , , § No Comments

Perfection does not always appear in perfect form to the eye. An aging white bud sits ready to unfold. What beauty waits folded in its soul? What beauty waits folded in yours? Your now awaits. It is time to bloom.

            After 72 chapters reliving, reviewing and integrating the teachings of my Spirit Guide, See Do, I have come full circle.

               Four-and-a-half years ago, I leaned back and began a journey. I was under enormous stress and was looking for a clearer head and a little relief. The reflexology treatment created a deeply relaxed yet energized state in me. And S’s guided visualization sent my mind and spirit right to the edge of my here and now.

               In this new, at once charged and serene state, my internal turmoil was discharged completely and I came into harmony with a resonance that flowed up through the soul-spirit fabric, reaching my conscious-self as a seemingly human and independent presence, a being, a spirit, who introduced himself as my Spirit Guide, See Do.

               My emotional walls crumbled. Tears flowed as I began the conversation with See Do and my whole spirit felt amazement and awe.

               One night not long ago, in early January of this year, after completing Chapter 72, which I thought would be the final chapter, I awoke abruptly around three a.m. in a very similar state. My face was wet and my mind was racing, grappling with a new idea, a new realization. But it didn’t feel like I had had fresh contact with See Do. There was no conversation or lesson. There was just a single idea coalescing in front of me.

               At that moment, it all became clear. Everything was now integrated into one. And integrated into me.

               The unasked questions were answered. See Do came from deep in me. His apparent presence was my conscious mind’s only way to integrate the resonances of the spirit-fabric that I had come into alignment with. Here was a glimpse of the one thing. Not so different from the glimpses we get everyday with every spirit we encounter. But here, with See Do, it was stripped bare of the artifice of a conscious-self and completely open to contact with the conscious me. And he told me what I now needed to know. He told me that I needed to write. And then he told me much, much more. Almost all of which is contained in the chapters of this blog.

               Here was an understanding of the fully integrated universe pouring through us, creating a perfect reflection of our inner beings and spirits. Spirits that are in turn all instantly realized states of the same spirit energy – there is only one thing.

               Everything See Do “said” to me was now integrated into one idea, a singular realization, that contained all the infinite complexities of our temporal reality. All of Time and Space. I could feel the light of it within me. I could see its power in this moment. I could see that it, in fact, was this moment. I could see the effect of my conscious-self diffusing and distorting the light. I could also understand the final light that draws us at the end of life.

               I could sense the silhouetted figure of See Do moving toward that light, bidding me goodbye, or hello, as he stepped back into a state of full integration with everything that is inside of my conscious-spirit-self.

               It would now be for me to see and to do. To understand the teachings, to see the light flowing through me. To work to keep it a light of positive and loving color. To understand that the world I face is all my inner spirit-soul-self reflection. To calm my conscious-self. To love. To reach out to my spirit-soul-self , in my own way, to understand, to commune, and to work to make a better world in the here and now. After all, it is all we’ll ever have.

               And there is work to do.

               Thank you.

               I leave you with a poem I recently found that helps me see how others certainly have heard the same messages, and told similar stories. The poem is “That Lives In Us” by Rumi, translated by Daniel Ladinsky:

If you put your hands on this oar with me,

they will never harm another, and they will come to find

they hold everything you want.

 

If you put your hands on this oar with me, they would no longer

lift anything to your

mouth that might wound your precious land –

that sacred earth that is

your body.

 

If you put your soul against this oar with me,

the power that made the universe will enter your sinew

from a source not outside your limbs, but from a holy realm

that lives in us.

 

Exuberant is existence, time a husk.

When the moment cracks open, ecstacy leaps out and devours space;

love goes mad with the blessings, like my words give.

 

Why lay yourself on the torturer’s rack of the past and future?

The mind that tries to shape tomorrow beyond its capacities

will find no rest.

 

Be kind to yourself, dear – to our innocent follies.

Forget any sounds or touch you knew that did not help you dance.

You will come to see that all evolves us.

 

If you put your heart against the earth with me, in serving

every creature, our Beloved will enter you from our sacred realm

and we will be, we will be

so happy.

 

               (Copyright David Ladinsky, Penguin Compass 2002)

 

Thank you. 

               [ This chapter concludes my planned writing on my See Do experience. I hope you have enjoyed the journey. I certainly have. Of course, these teachings may open up many new spiritual doors and there is much more to talk about. If you would like to see more, please let me know. I would love to hear from you.

               Please feel free to contact me at seedospeaks@gmail.com. I would love to hear your thoughts on these teachings. You can help me understand what I might be able to add with future posts. Thank you.]

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A MEDITATION ON MUNDANE REALITY

§ November 17th, 2009 § Filed under Chapter 42: A Meditation on Mundane Reality § Tagged , , , , , , § No Comments

A tiny shell, little more than 1/4 inch long. Until I saw it under the microscope, I thought it held a grain of sand. That grain is the tinier shell. The events that joined them are unfathomable. The energies and histories flowing around you right now are no less complex. We'll look close now at a small piece of our reality and reflect. Oh, Once again, the ripples in the background are my fingerprint pressed into clay.

A tiny shell, little more than 1/4 inch long. Until I saw it under the microscope, I thought it held a grain of sand. That grain is the tinier shell, held fast within. The events that joined them are unfathomable. The energies and histories flowing around you right now are no less complex. We'll look close at a small piece of our own reality and reflect. Oh, once again, the ripples in the background are my fingerprint pressed into clay.

           The next week, everything seemed to slow down. Communication seemed off and See Do was harder to reach. Most of the week, when I tried to make contact, there was just this vague sense of needing to dig deeper into understand some of the complexities in this temporal reality around me. For some reason, this is important.

            And I’m not sure if it’s literally important, meaning that there may be some hard information there that I need to make part of my background of understanding. Or whether it’s just important as a mind-expanding and spiritual exercise, meaning that doing the heavy lifting of understanding all this complexity will ready my mind(and my soul) for what See Do has in store next. But either way, I spent much of my “spare time” this week working on it.

            And what comes next has also been revealed to me. After this meditation on our temporal reality, comes a more detailed explanation of what I call “See Do reality,” or the mechanics behind what See Do has been explaining over the previous 40 chapters. (As we move toward that, you are obviously encouraged to go back and review some of what has been taught so far.)

            Please understand that what you’re about to read in this meditation did not come directly from See Do. I believe he merely sent me after it. I dug deep into many sources and now believe the research itself was also part of the lesson.

            What I’m going to explore over the next several chapters goes back to the incredible amount of information that is constantly moving through the apparent world around us that we are almost completely unaware of. In fact, much of it is undetectable to us by our five senses, but it is clearly there.

            And perhaps that is the key word here, apparent. Maybe there is something in understanding the opposite of what I’ve been trying to understand. Maybe I’m supposed to understand the nearly unimaginable complexity of our “apparent” temporal reality construct versus the “real” or “See Do reality” behind it. I can’t answer that just yet. But I can walk you through the world I’ve been looking into all week.

            The basic conceptual framework I was given to work with is the idea of coming to terms with everything that is going on inside a hypothetical cube that is roughly one-quarter-inch on a side, floating in the air a foot in front of my face.

            Take a breath and imagine it. Shape it between your fingers. Each surface is a little smaller than the fingernail on your pinky. It’s about half the dimensions of a common sugar cube. About the size of a nice blueberry, but square. If you have a TV remote nearby, the physical volume of one of the buttons will do just fine.

            And what I’m going to lay out in the coming chapters is just an overview, a glimpse. This exercise could easily fill a book. Or a collection of books. It is nothing short of an attempt to really look at this temporal reality that we all feel so familiar with. And I now know I have seen just barely beneath the surface of something very deep and complex.

            I’ll give some time to consider this task on your own. Or perhaps you might want to do some of your own research. But in the next chapter we begin. And it starts with something as simple and as beautiful as light. Please stay tuned.

            –continued (Next: We look at the world of light that envelops us.)

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BIG TRAGEDIES vs THE ORDINARY, Part VI

§ November 8th, 2009 § Filed under Chapter 39: Part VI of Big Tragedies vs The Ordinary § Tagged , , , , § No Comments

Our world is alive and will continue to churn. But like the planet, we must keep our balance. Be true within. Know your love within. Know your passion. Work to see. And act to create a better world. Together, our resonance can do anything.

Our world is alive and will continue to churn. But like the planet, we must keep our balance. Be true within. Know your love within. Know your passion. Work to see. And act to create a better world. Together, our resonance can do anything.

           And See Do concluded the night session, answering my question completely, and giving me a lot to think about. He summed up the evening:

           We need to see what is in front of us. And act. We need to see what can be done to stem the suffering. Starting with our passions within. We need to create a resonance to nurture and support our love within. And it starts within ourselves. We must clarify and see ourselves as true and honest to our highest self. We must understand and forgive everything within. We must accept and embrace our passions. We must create and move and love our inner being fully. We must be that being that we would so want to fully love. We must ignite that glow and carry it into the world and see it resonate across our flimsy frame of time to glow back out of and through the people and events around us.

           It is our power. It is our responsibility. To ourselves. And to humanity.

           As we shine out into each other, the resonance we create will bring our world out in expression of our passion. The beauty within will glow into form and being. And our castle will rise.

           The temporal world around us will continue to breathe and flow over the planet, but we will understand its power and we will respect and admire its fury. We can live in harmony with a place of such exquisite expression of pure energy. Its apparent hospitality will wax and wane. It is not a lap cat, but a beautiful tigress untamed. We will give it our love. And our respect.

           Because there is more to come. More hurricanes will sweep our coasts. The earth will tremble. And disease will strike. But we must keep our balance as the Earth tries to keep hers.

           Many will die in our time for reasons we will not understand. Many more will carry the torment of loss. Our inner truth must be found. We must work to find the love within. To build our light. And shine it into those around us.

           All endings and all beginnings are here with us now. We are small and will occasionally get in the way of Earth’s and Life’s greater unfoldings. And we will need to carry each other some distance.

           With our energies in resonance we can do anything. Quite literally anything. Start within. Begin your glow. Know your self and know your passion. Work to see clearly what lies in front of you. And act to bring your passion fully into view.

           We will see you and shine back. The world is full of help. We are all very nearby. In fact, we are impossibly near. You will see. Our energies are one. There is no Time. But Time is all there is. There is only one thing.

           And we have work to do.

           — continued (Next: A deeper look at the important concept of True Being)

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BIG TRAGEDIES vs THE ORDINARY, Part IV

§ November 2nd, 2009 § Filed under Chapter 37: Part IV of Big Tragedies vs The Ordinary § Tagged , , , , , , , § No Comments

          

This is ordinary khaki-colored beach sand under a microscope. The crystal gems are silica, the most common mineral in the Earth's crust. Can you imagine the origins of each grain? The forces that broke them down? That moved them to your feet? Try and see your place in a living universe. And see it all connected. There is only one thing. And it is all connected to you. Take a breath, it's just beginning.

This is ordinary beach sand under a microscope. The crystal gems are silica, the most common mineral in the Earth's crust. Can you imagine the origins of each grain? The forces that broke them down? That moved them to your feet? Try and see your place in this living sphere. And try to see it all connected. There is only one thing. And it is all connected to you. Take a breath, it's just beginning.

           All through that single night, See Do’s lesson continued. Now he wanted me to better see the planet we ride on.

           The Earth is a moving and dynamic system. It is incredibly vibrant and powerful. It only works to support life so well because it has a wealth of natural processes that cleanse and balance and re-nourish it.

           We must respect these processes and know that there are countless untold benefits that cascade from their actions.

           The Earth moves beneath our feet. The continents collide and subduct. Mountains are thrust up. Basins sink under their own accumulated weight. Water is pushed through solid rock. Minerals coalesce in veins. We find coal and gold and ores. We walk beaches of bleached silica. The planet is kind and helpful beyond any measure of our apparent deserving. Not only is everything here that any industrious and clever being might ever need, it’s all been neatly arranged. There are places where diamonds actually shoot out of holes in the ground to be found by anyone wandering by.

           Ores find their way together. Uranium yellowcake appears deep in the Earth as chalky fossils of ancient tree limbs, having replaced the decayed plant long ago.

           Water tumbles over the surface and carries away dirt and whatever else is lying loose. This sediment is dropped off again when the water slows. This changes the faces of mountains and moves huge masses of land to new places. This shifting weight can tilt huge pieces of real estate. And suddenly. Mountains rise. Basins sink.

           And deep below us is a far greater energy. We and our continents float on an inner planet of blazing liquid rock that oozes under pressures and at temperatures we can scarcely imagine. Vast, slow moving plumes of heat energy, not unlike the columns of warm air driving the hurricane, roil and swirl beneath us. We’re all actually riding atop slow-motion storm clouds of molten rock.

           This energy moves pieces of earth and rock as large as continents. Driven on these plumes, these plates collide and crash. They side swipe and crumble. One dives under another, to disappear into the molten muck miles below.

           Occasionally, this liquid, this magma, does reach the surface in volcanic fury. Mountains have been turned to dust before the eye. Islands have exploded and sank into eternity. And new islands have been born.

           Deeper still, twirls a ball off crystalline iron that anchors our place in the heavens. This spinning egg is a dynamo of energy. It is the mother of the magnetic fields that envelop us, reaching out into space many tens of thousands of miles. This shield of invisible electromagnetic current protects all life on Earth from a bombardment of high energy rays and ionizing particles streaming through the cosmos. Without it, Earth would be continually baked by the biting radiation of the stars.

           So there is a price to pay for being on a living planet in motion. She organizes, refreshes and creates a landscape of magnificent beauty. But the ground will move. There will be earthquakes. We are at a point where we know the earthquake zones and can accurately map the fault lines that have quivered in the past. And the good news is that these are, geologically, very quite times. The Earth has within it the obvious power to shake us all to our knees. But she doesn’t often do that. She is good to her charges. Things are in good balance.

           And despite the headlines, an earthquake is a hard thing to be killed by. Standing alone, even a large thrust may knock you off your feet, but unless the ground splits beneath your feet and you fall to your death, it is very unlikely that you might suffer serious injury. What kills people in earthquakes are falling buildings. The works of man crumble against this power and topple onto the trusting souls within. Globally, people resist the need to build structures that can withstand the shocks they know are coming.

           It’s expensive. Who will pay? People and their families pay the price of a planet in motion.

           Four years ago, on October 7th, 2005, over 30,000 people were killed in Pakistan and Kashmir in a single quake measuring 7.9 on the Richter Scale. Most were crushed under collapsing human structures. Many of these buildings made of mud and rock. Against the force driving out of the ground they crumbled, killing scores without warning. Others were trapped inside, bleeding, dying of heat, shock, dehydration and untold injuries.

           California knows. Many people of the world know. Someday a large earthquake will strike. Maybe today. Maybe not for a hundred years. Maybe both.

           More hurricanes will sweep the east coast and gulf states. But every day more people move into these areas. It is easy to see that it would be very difficult for emergency services to keep pace with the potential need. Everyone knows, but still they come. We love the warm. We love the water. And the hurricanes will come too.

           All these foldings and unfoldings create an infinite mix. A perfect soup from which life arose and continues to nourish itself. Sometimes, from our living point of view the movements of the planet can seem unjust and indifferent. And sometimes it is very hard to take a wider view. But, See Do asked, please try and see.

— continued (Next: Part V: Looking at life within us and seeing a big message. Then later this week See Do sums it up in Part VI. You won’t want to miss it!)

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BIG TRAGEDIES vs THE ORDINARY, Part III

§ October 31st, 2009 § Filed under Chapter 36: Pt III of Big Tragedies vs The Ordinary § Tagged , , , , , , § No Comments

          

Take a globe and highlight the areas regularly hit by natural disaster. The patterns are easy to "see." It's only the "do"-ing that seems to leave so much of mankind paralyzed and left in harm's way.

Take a globe and highlight the areas regularly hit by natural disaster. The patterns are easy to "see." It's only the "do"-ing that seems to leave so much of mankind paralyzed and caught out.

            That same night as I listened, my spirit guide See Do went on. He talked about the air, the water, the winds, the geology, and life, within us and outside us.

            And he talked about the infinite grains of dust moving over rock, sculpting with timeless patience. The dust is carried on the air and rock is carved away.

            We can sit on the steps and feel the breeze. We raise our face into it to smell its offering. The richness of the world. It feels good to be outside in it.

            But the air carries something more. In fact this something is its very life engine. It is heat. The dynamics of thermal energy on the air drive everything the air around us does. Everything it does for the world, for us and to us.

            This paradise planet blooms with heat from the sun. It is carried through our atmosphere endlessly in a complex dance well beyond the powers of the mightiest computers to simulate. It unfolds and refolds its subtle computations with ease. And without error out to the very last decimal place.

            So there is a price to pay for living in such intimate contact with such a dynamic and powerful system. Heat must be rebalanced. As the ocean warms in summer, the heat rises up into the air carrying great energy and great quantities of water. These movements naturally organize from randomly tumbling clouds spilling out their white cargo high in the sky into cooler air, into waves of mass in motion that, once attaining a certain scale, will be drawn toward a center, falling in step with a the natural rotation that further draws the upwelling of energy from the warm ocean surface below.

            A hurricane is born. The world must seek balance and the heat is taken up on the air and carried to cooler, emptier latitudes. Along the way as the energy grows and tightens its spin, the wind will move at greater and greater speed.

            The energy carried here is colossal. Well beyond man’s atomic bombs and rockets. And utterly invisible. A stunning fact of our world. We can feel the breeze; we can see the moisture, the mist, the rain. We can see the dust and flying debris. But the air will never show its face. Even drained of energy, condensed into liquid. Oxygen, nitrogen, helium, argon, hydrogen and the rest. They all become liquid metal as clear as the purest water.

            But here in our world they swirl in motion all around. And that motion is driven by heat.

            And inside the hurricane that swirling, turning, driving energy actually has the power to pull the ocean up from its moorings. The surface is sucked up. Pulled up by the low pressure suction of the core drawing more and more energy off the surface and driven on winds spilling out, reaching well over a hundred miles per hour. A new thing is given life: the tidal hurricane swell. During hurricane Katrina, along the coast of Louisiana, this swell exceeded twenty-three feet. It rolled ashore with predictably devastating consequences.

            If you take a globe of the Earth into your hands, and with a marker, highlight the areas of shoreline that will regularly be hit by a devastating hurricane or typhoon, you will mark over a few very small stretches. Your marker trail will also express a fair warning. These places should take care. They should be ready. They should prepare. Or they should be empty.

            They same will be true of earthquakes, floods, volcanoes, and the rest. The patterns of life are written on this planet for everyone to read. The “when” is all we lack. The “where” becomes more precisely prescribed with each passing calamity.

            The instruction is See Do. And I do think I’m getting it.

            — continued (Part IV: The Earth’s energy within)

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BIG TRAGEDIES vs. THE ORDINARY, Part I

§ October 25th, 2009 § Filed under Chapter 34: Big Tragedies vs. the Ordinary Pt I § Tagged , , , , , , § No Comments

        

A satellite image of an enormous hurricane about to make landfall. I asked "why do these tragedies happen?" And See Do began to take me into "the big stuff."  Image Credit: unknown, to come.
A satellite image of an enormous hurricane about to make landfall. I asked “why do these tragedies happen?” And See Do began to take me into “the big stuff.” Image Credit: unknown, to come.

           On Saturday, I went over to the restaurant where Susan bartends. She was busy keeping up with the late afternoon traffic. In between, we grabbed snatches of conversation. At one point, she asked “So what’s new in the world?”

            I answered, “Did you see? There was a big earthquake in Pakistan. Just happened this morning.” Susan said “Oh, wow, no. Everybody okay?” and I shook my head no and said “They’re saying there could be thousands dead.” Susan said “Oh my God, that’s horrible.”

            After tending to more customers, Susan came back and suggested that there was a question I should ask See Do. “Why do these things happen? Why these tragedies? Like Katrina. Why does that happen?”

            That night I went to bed close to midnight and while still finding sleep I began to ask the questions of why there are disasters like hurricane Katrina? Why are there these disasters that can take so many lives?

            And the answer came. See Do let me know that we were heading into very serious territory. This is the big stuff. If I felt ready, he would explain it. And it was going to be a long night. Here is the essence of what came through.

            As human beings we are moved greatly by these apparently random events that can erase thousands of innocent lives in a single stroke. We are shocked to sadness and drawn to help. And we should do what we can, but we need to understand our place and the place of these events in our world’s greater moving. We need to look deeply into what it is to be a human being living in the temporal reality on this world of ours.

            We also need to be aware of our weakness for awe at great numbers. Great numbers are all around us if we look. Events are constantly unfolding with the same difficult consequences all around. And very nearby. And we must remember that it is true that “the sacred is in the ordinary.”

            We felt great sadness for the thousands uprooted and left homeless by a huge hurricane or typhoon. Yet, in a large city like we were in, walking home we may pass five “ordinary” homeless people sleeping on the sidewalk. And feel little.

            He reminded me how not long ago, in August, I was heading out to buy something and rounding the corner of Ontario and Rush I came across a homeless man apparently asleep on the sidewalk. It was mid-afternoon and hot, in the mid-90’s. He was very dirty and disheveled. He was lying face down with his arms at his sides. Unfortunately, sights like this are not uncommon in many large metropolitan areas.

            I walked by him and went on my way.

            After completing my errand, I headed back through this same intersection. Now there was a police ambulance and a patrol car at the corner. Several police were standing around talking. And a man was photographing the area of sidewalk where the man had been.

            And it occurred to me that the man was very likely dead. And that he very likely had been dead when walked past earlier.

            Of course I tried to put this terrible idea out of my head quickly and went on with my day.

            But here was a tragic death. Squarely in front of me. In the midst of prosper, on a busy corner of a great city, a human being’s life had ended. And I walked by. We experience sadness and call on others to help when we hear stories of great numbers, but cannot see the life around us. For some reason we can not grasp the sadness and pain in the ordinary lives around us. And we are very selective in how we choose the disasters that we will give our emotions to. A thousand here cause outrage, while a thousand there are ignored, maybe even laughed off.

           One death, alone in the world, is not enough to move us to act. But isn’t every death one death?

           We bemoan that the poor were left behind in New Orleans after hurricane Katrina to suffer. But a single homeless man in Chicago is forgotten. And we give ourselves permission to forget him, because he is, what? Poor? This is a pointless circle of illogic.

           Much of this world is about life and death. It is about our ability to learn from what we see. And then to do the things that will lift humanity. This is not a small responsibility.

           See Do was building an argument. And seeing it would begin to shape a greater view of my place in the world. An important lesson was unfolding. Remember, there is only one. And now I was learning that one is not a small number.

           — continued (Disasters vs. the Ordinary, Pt II)

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SUSAN MEETS HER ANGELS

§ October 24th, 2009 § Filed under Chapter 33: Susan Meets Her Angels § Tagged , , , , , , § No Comments

          

So what do the feathers of an Angel's wings look like up close? I'm afraid I have to admit that I wouldn't know
So what eactly do the feathers of an Angel’s wings look like up close? I’m afraid I have to admit that I wouldn’t know.

           That Tuesday evening, I took Susan to have her reflexology session and to meet S. Remember, it was in one of S’s reflexology sessions that I first met See Do. I dropped Susan off and came back about an hour later.

            When Susan came out of the house, she was beaming. She looked like she was wearing the purity of a child. As we reached the street, she was laughing and saying how incredible it was. When she laughed it was the most pure expression of joy I’d heard in a long time. And at the same time it carried a sense that if she didn’t laugh she would have to cry instead. As we walked to the car we stopped as she gave me a big half tearful, half laughing hug. In the car she could barely speak, but instead just looked out into the world with this sense of amazed wonder and kept saying “Oh my God!” and laughing.

            She said she’d probably be laughing for some time.

            She explained that in the session she did in fact go off to “zoom-off-land” as we have come to call it. In her out-of-body state she was met not by a spirit guide like See Do, but with a large group of Angels. They were all around her. All women Angels and of all different sizes. She was even holding a small one in her arms like you would hold a puppy. She said they all had enormous wings.

            They were comforting here and talking to her. She said at one point one said, “We’re here.” And she said “Yeah, okay.” And the Angel said, “No, you don’t understand. We’re here now.” And she said “Yeah, I see, okay.” And the Angel said “No you don’t understand. It’s a big deal. We’re actually here now. We’re with you, all around. We’re here with you. To help you. We’re always here.”

            And as she explained it, Susan started crying. She said how “It was so beautiful.” I thought maybe if she wants to make contact, she could try hugging one, like she was hugging the little one.

            She said, for the first time she could see all the connections in much of her art. She is always drawn to sculpt full-size female figures, and to paint flowers. I said that some of the flower imagery she had created looked a lot like white wing forms.

            We had a relaxing dinner of comfort food and red wine and while talking I asked Susan what it is that she wants, and she answered “Freedom.”

Later I walked Susan home. I asked her to try and make contact with her Angels from her sleep. In the morning I called to see how her sleep went and to my surprise she told me that she thought she may have had some contact in the night with See Do. She said she remembered asking him some questions and that he had answered by saying “It’s in the chronicle.” (We refer to this blog’s chronicle of events as “The See Do Chronicle.”)

            I found this all to be pretty amazing. An amazing evening.

            — continued (Next: See Do gets into “the big stuff”)

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IS THE FUTURE SET?

§ October 21st, 2009 § Filed under Chapter 32: Is the Future Set? § Tagged , , , , , , , , , § No Comments

          

An ancient block of broken marble. A few dried leaves. The black smudges are the decay of last season. Past and present are easy to discern. What about the future? Is it set in stone? See Do's response is perfect.

An ancient block of broken marble. A few dried leaves. The black smudges are the decay of last season. Past and present are easy to discern. What about the future? Is it set in stone? See Do's response is perfect.

           That Monday, I was revisiting these thoughts about our world, the temporal reality and the true world. See Do was being very patient as I tried to understand how we move the world and how we can actually take positive control of events. I was working through these things.

            Near the end of the session I asked this question “See Do, is the future set?”

            And See Do, who was in a very relaxed conversational mood that morning, responded, almost a bit surprised, “No… not at all.” As though it was an odd question for me to ask.

            I paused as I gave some thought to his off-hand answer, and he added, “But neither is the past…”

            I was surprised by this and as I tried to do the temporal mental gymnastics to make sense of this, he said, “Nor the present…”

            As I tried to gather up this idea and came to understand how this made such perfect sense, I felt that he came very close to me, almost leaning in very close, and said very clearly, “Your work… is in the present.”

            With that he ended the morning session.

            It slowly becomes clear. Time does not exist. There is no Time. Everything in this temporal reality is a construct built by our biological mind to agree with everything it senses. It works to make the whole… whole. It builds and maintains an apparently seamless and continuous reality along its uninterruptible arrow of Time. And by way of a bit of evidence, obviously the present is not set. Otherwise what possible effect would we, or could we, have here. It is obvious that the present is ours. Wholly ours.

            The message is clear.

            Your work is in the present.

            — continued 

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HOW TO MOVE REALITY

§ October 18th, 2009 § Filed under Chapter 31: How To Move Reality § Tagged , , , , , , , , § No Comments

          

The world you experience is your canvas and you are the artist. Can you see where it all begins? Can you see inside and free your True Being? Does the world move you? Or do you move the world? There is only one answer. There is only one thing.

The world you experience is your canvas and you are the artist. Can you see where it all begins? Can you see inside and free your True Being? Does the world move you? Or do you move the world? There is only one answer. There is only one thing.

           Near the end of an early Sunday morning session with my spirit guide, See Do, he took the time to explain a powerful tool to me. He attempted to lay out the basics of taking real power over events. I say attempted because this was no doubt the first of many such explanations and I’m not sure that I entirely get it just yet. But I will relate the message here.

            See Do explained that we can take positive control of events before us. He explained that this is how we move our temporal reality. We are all moving the world around us all the time, but generally are not aware of it. Our conventional view of the world and our place in it does not generally permit this kind of power. When we think we see it happen, we laugh it off or account it to coincidence or happenstance.

            We should start with the fact that neither coincidence nor happenstance exist.

            If we go back to the beginning and rebuild from “There is no Time” (Chapter 3: The First Lessons) you will reach a point where you come to understand that all events are moved from this singular point that is the underlying reality. What we sense as Time and build up through our senses as Time and Space is in fact an infinitely interwoven web of contrast states of this singular point or particle (though both words are not really right).

            As we move between the infinite points of view this illusion gives us, we reflect back the new viewpoint. As we apparently exist as this individual that we are, separate from this temporal reality around us, we are given to sense the temporal reality as a Space and Time construct through which we are moving forward along the ticking arrow of Time.

            We build this construct out of our six biological senses and paint the result into our consciousness. However, the actual way it comes to be a consistent construct is quite a bit more complex. As you spin this web of temporal reality, you carry out information and bring information back. This residual flow is what I have talked about as “resonance”(Chapter 27: The Resonant Power Around Us).  It is through our sensitivity to this energy that we can push our resonance into the world.

            Just as your glowing Love moves and flows into everything around you, drawing out cooperative resonance to move the world with you, so too you can build on these resonances to bring forth movements beyond the passive cooperation the world reflects from your inner being.

            The way it was explained was that it is very much like the resonance of a new idea, a piece of art, or a new and beautiful piece of music. On hearing it or seeing it for the first time there is an instantaneous general agreement on its beauty. That is the resonant pulse between us shinning through.

            Some things are so right or so perfect that they have this power from their very inception.

            Why is that? Because they have been formed out of this very powerful world resonance that whoever created them was open to at the perfect moment. That was the magic formula: inspiration and the will to act on it. We all have these moments, small and large.

            Once, in a television interview, the singer Bob Dylan was explaining that he was once again getting back into song writing. The interviewer asked him if he thought he’d be able to write like he used to. Dylan answered “Can I write like that again? Darkness at the break of noon shadows even the silver spoon, the handmade blade, the child’s balloon, eclipses both the sun and moon… To understand you know too soon… that he not busy being born is busy dying… Can I write like that? Who can write like that? I don’t know who can write like that.” It was like he was saying he did not know how these words came through him. Also interesting that he misquoted his own piece slightly, mixing two stanzas. But we’ll forgive him.

            When asked how he came up with his Theory of Relativity, Albert Einstein responded “I felt like God was leading me around by the nose.” It was like he was saying that this great inspiration had come from a higher place and that he could not fully take credit.

            There are very powerful resonances moving between us at the level of our highest selves. At the level of our True Being. Tapping into this flow of energy is very powerful. With its cooperation and sympathetic movement you can move the world around you.

            How do we get there? It is exactly as it has been said. You must see and do. You must see into yourself and create your True Being. This is the self that is forgiven and forgiving and honorable and lovely (Chapter 10: Forgive Yourself Completely). This is the self that forgives all past transgressions and knows its true passions. This is the self that is one with the knowledge of what you want. This is the self that feels an overriding pure love for itself and shines this love out into the world. This is the self that accepts the entire world as its beautiful creation and lives in acceptance and contemplation of the beauty of its power.

            Moving within this True Self you can reach a higher sensitivity to the resonances around you. You can carry out and amplify those vibrations or messages or energies that are one with your higher True Being. And you can shut off and unplug the energies that are not. You can be open to the greater inspirations carried on these winds.

            Some of these resonances will seem to carry more weight as they align with our True Being. With practice we can feel and focus these resonances. You see, you are the artist. When you open your eyes and see, you see a world before you that, in fact, is your canvas. And as you can see, and should fearlessly appreciate, you have been very busy. Your talents are immense. In fact, they are immeasurable. And now you can free yourself to paint with a focused vision.

            Feeling the energies, you will know how to move the world. In truth it will simply move with you. It will come like an idea or an inspiration. You will have an idea of what to do and with your will it will be done. In perfect alignment with your higher self, in perfect step with your True Being, you will be able to call the tune. The world will appear to dance for you.

            When the resonance of your highest self is carrying forth this power from within, the resonance of your wishes becomes instantly obvious – and it happens.

            That is how it came to me. The way to move the world is there within us. Our higher self is there within us right now. There are energies flowing all around us and through us. Infinite energies in infinite connections. These are the reigns of the universe. Your higher self is holding them. You just haven’t told it where to go.

            Making that contact with that self within, if even for a moment, will unleash great power to you. You will feel it. The inspiration of this new world is there for all of us. You now need to work in the present to see. And to feel these higher energies around us.

            See Do explained that it is like the chicken and the egg. It comes to you and you amplify it through your inner glow and shine it back out. The events that take place? They came from where? Did I move the world? Or did the world move me?

            I ask and he takes me back to the beginning. Time does not exist. Everything is connected. There is only one.

           — continued  (Next, I ask “Is the Future Set?”)

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