Pools of Time, Points of Perception
Time is one of the Big Mysteries to us earthlings. If we were to journey out into space, our experience of time would be altogether different than it is here. We may not age a day outside the earth’s time grids — which could be a huge selling point for extended space travel for boomers, should Richard Branson care to launch an industry in that direction.
Also, time can be traveled. I don’t know how it works, but I know it is possible — physically and energetically. I’ve experienced time travel in OBE states. For instance, I once worked on an extensive program for an entrepreneurial awards bash in Boulder CO; I conceived the theme, worked out the script, and put together a fine multimedia program, as the thunderous response to it attested. :) While working on that project, I researched the history of the town and the area, which revolved around mining — lots of mining in the “rush” days of the late 1800’s. Anyway, while working on that project, I had two spontaneous ‘trips’ back to frontier days in Boulder!
One was quite a detailed vignette in which I was in the body of a woman riding in a very basic horse-drawn wagon. “I” was alone in this wagon, driving it, and we (horse & I) came upon a flooded area in the road. The wagon turned over in the deep water, and “my” wedding ring slipped off of my finger as I dredged around with much difficulty, dragging the tonnage of soaking wet, long, full “skirts” I wore in that murky water, all made even more problematic by the sucking mud at the bottom. So the rest of that scene involved trying to find the ring in that wet, muddy mess. By the time I was ‘back home,’ the ring had yet to be found.
Was I that woman in an earlier life? Or did I just time-jump and “piggyback” on this woman’s consciousness for that harrowing slice-of-life experience she had that day? I tend to think the latter; I had no cognizance of her life beyond that immediate situation, for one thing. It was an interesting little experience, and not one I could have spontaneously dreamed up!
The second OBE was altogether different: I was just a rocket of conscious energy that zoomed (flew) through a tavern — in through the back door and out through the front. I saw all these utterly slimey-looking spittoons that were situated every few bar stools for the customers, plus towels that hung off the bar to presumably mop stinky black juice off their facial hair, all for the delightful activity of tobacco chewing. Ech. Anyway, the bartender had quite a start as “something” blasted through his bar! He picked up on my presence, though just what he saw, I have no idea. I suspect something along the line of a streaking energy flash.
Last year I read a book that really amazed me, for reasons I can’t even begin to get into now. The book is titled A Gathering of Selves, by the man (now quite elderly if even still alive) who for decades wrote and illustrated all the Superman and Batman comics for DC Comics. This man, Alvin Schwartz, had amazing parallel-self (among other) experiences! He wrote two books about them… of which this was the second. Anyway, he talks about how on some level, events sort of “group together” beyond time, closely related (ie, are all about the same thing), even though the events themselves are playing out hundreds or thousands of years apart in 3D on our timeline. In the “no time” realm of — what — the ethers? The 4th dimension? At some location in our grids… the events are clustered together, all reflecting or involving the same issue, theme, or what have you.
For instance, I wouldn’t be surprised if THIS time we’re in right now is actually “clustered” at the same intersection of reality that holds the shakedown days of Atlantis, which is ALSO clustered with the Lemurian continent and their issues, beliefs, and ways of doing things. Lemuria was more about doing things as masters of the energies directly, or organically, I think, whereas Atlantis took their big shot at “energy manipulation” that went far more into technology, which ended badly when the technology got bigger than they knew what to do with. I’ve always thought there was quite a strong parallel between America’s story & trajectory, and Atlantis’. This culture seems to crave power via mechanics and technology, where the power lies with an elite few. So I’m thinking, somewhere in our earthly grids, these three cultures are clustered together in a “pool of time” that very closely resemble one another, though we are all playing with the components that we found and developed in our respective linear timelines. And there are probably numerous other “historic” (or future) cultures in that “coagulation” as well.
On a more personal level, my pressing (and oh-so-tiresome at this point) issues have been grappled with in numerous other lifetimes, if various past-life readings are to be believed. So does this mean that while I am dealing with them in the context of 2008, in a dimension of time a breath away from my “here/now” I’m dealing with the same themes in another context? I suspect so.
I *do* twist my mind up into pretzels pondering things like this. Time and the multidimensional, holographic universe are just too fascinating!
Right now, time is feeling rather tight. The clock graphic up top seems a fitting representation of our NOW, for, as the ancient Mayans foresaw and mapped out with their calendars, time and its contents are getting exponentially fleeting and intense with each ‘octave’ we pass (a whole other story; perhaps research on your own). At this point (as of 11/07) we are entering the end zone of tightening, quickening time. Still “linear,” but careening toward “zero point,” the point at which we pop through to a new system altogether — one of far lower density and a higher energetic frequency or vibration. According to (interpretations of) the Mayan calendar, 2008 puts us smack in the midst of great mayhem. Our crazy economic and changing earth situations make me wonder ever more about time and our holographic experience(s) of it. Is there somewhere in time where all this has already shaken out, and, what were the results? Are there millions of versions of results, spun by millions of souls who are focusing on myriad options, creating many of those options, that split “reality” off into endless versions? The CD ROM with many many end-game scenarios programmed into it. Do they all actualize… somewhere in the vast, multidimensional grids? What would your ideal future outcome look like?
Ok; now my signal about time is–it’s time to STOP! But one more thing. Very mundane. The other day I was browsing around one of those “lots” stores, that are full of all kinds of closeout crap. This song came on over their sound system that had me literally dancing and singing in the aisle. This was between dark scary tornado warnings and property-pummeling wind and rain, so I had a moment of playful release apparently! The song is “Time Has Come Today.” It’s a rockin’ great song. I thought for sure it was by some “British invasion” band in the 60’s, picturing in my mind Beatles haircuts and dark suits and shades, but to my surprise it’s the Chambers Brothers! Who’da thunk? I got such a kick out of hearing it, I’m popping a video of it in here for your listening pleasure. :-} I chose this particular video out of numerous ones on YouTube because it was the exact version they played on the radio in the 60’s — the “45” version. The video is merely a 45 spinning on a turntable. Which was even kind of a hoot to see, actually. Other vids show the band on Ed Sullivan and other live venues. One is just last year in Golden Gate Park at a Summer of Love revival — a TIME warp! But listen up, and I defy you to remain seated when you do. I’m also posting the lyrics, because some of them seem very apropos for today, if you check it out. The lyrics are on the ‘read more’ post extension after the video. Cheers ~ Whitehawk — whose soul has been galacticized (Hey! ;)
UPDATE: Original video was removed; here’s the long version!
Lyrics here (click)