• Spiritual Musings

    Spiritual Bypassing of “you should be HEALED”

    Deep ingrained trauma never goes away, it is like a scar.

    One can heal by changing reactions to stimuli that would normally trigger us into an old pattern. Using cognitive therapy by various means and through personal alchemy, we can change how we feel and react to these events that would normally cause us to relive the trauma or act in a way that is not conforming to our will. That is work, but the psychological trauma is never HEALED. We learn to avoid it and work towards a better life that doesn’t negatively affect us. Some people cannot leave environmental realities. These psychological scars wear at us emotionally, cause physical fatigue and a daily onslaught of negativity can wear away what protections we put in place.

    Privileged people in spiritual bypassing can overlook someone’s conditions by being safe in the environment they are now in. They have a spiritual ego without the awareness and empathy of those who are inundated by negative things in someone else’s world.

    In those circumstances, is there spiritual progress? Yes. The discipline of altering how we act over and over improves our lives, our spirit and our soul. Physically we may not escape where we are at, at the moment; however we can work on how it affects us. When the worst of days come, the abuse comes from many sources, when I am physically and emotionally tired, the triggering of traumas and my old reactions to it comes in the same terrifying waves of experience. Getting 2 to 5 minutes of meditative breathing, I can stop the reaction, instead of it lasting days or weeks. Some jobs and situations, I even had to take anti-depressants for some time. Using meditation and internal alchemy I could improve my mind and emotions. Changing the job helped most. Obligations kept me from doing so for a long time. I understand it is difficult.

    Not living in a monastic environment where we can avoid emotions, I’ve learned that each emotion has a positive and negative side. It is about how energy is used.

    Anger helps us focus, being mad one loses control and energy.

    Sorrow, we learn to accept loss, being morose, one clings to what is lost and loses energy to the past.

    Joy, we embrace our life, giddiness we fritter away our energy with infatuation.

    Pensive is where we take energy and store it with an action, versus worry where we run energy out with no prepared action.

    Respect, we see the world as it is, and act accordingly, versus fear where it drains of energy, response and rationality.

    When we choose to change the energetic way emotions work, we can conserve our emotional, physical and spiritual energy. Is it easy? No. Does it take time and rehearsal? Yes. Eventually we improve our lives and reactions to past traumas. In our mind and emotional reactions we avoid the triggered traumas of the past.

    There are parts of the brain changed from traumas. The brain cells feed off of glutamates and permanently wire memories, actions and reactions. This is where traumas effectively create sensitive scars. The idea that you should be HEALED bypasses this physical fact and how people struggle with it every day. regardless of how much spiritual growth they have. Trust in your growth. Meditative detachment and moving into the script and behaviors we have programmed for our selves to keep us from triggering those parts of the brain is what we do. People selling that their spiritual processes will heal you, and infer there is something wrong with you when it doesn’t work, they either haven’t been there or are abusive themselves, looking for followers and sycophants. This spiritual bypassing is toxic.

    The work you have done to make your life better and how you react to life, I am proud of you. When you work to get a balance after all those triggers have been pushed, I am proud of you. I carry my scars proudly, even my mental ones. I have stopped the abuse cycle from affecting my family. I don’t mirror the abuse patterns to other people. I love myself for doing the best I can with what I have been dealt. LOL, sometimes I eat too much or the wrong things, or wallow in hypervigilance, and other counter-dependent behaviors. When this happens, I breathe and focus on my day to day. It is the practice and discipline. In the end and into the next life, the disciplines and alignment will carry over, the rest I’ll shed with this body. Know I am proud of you, no matter how you feel and/or if you are being overwhelmed today. Each step in a new way of being, no matter how much that old life haunts you, is an act of a worthy warrior, creating a better self and world around you. I’ll be proud of you.

    Most importantly, Be Proud of Yourself!

  • Spiritual Musings

    Musing of Twilight

    Twilight’s grieving of a day gone by.
    The doorway into the dark of the day. Samhain the doorway into the dark of the year. Memories of in-between, lifetimes ago, snippets of others who slipped into their iterative incarnations.

    Marines Marking time to a duty, remember Greek warriors. Two warriors with duties on the opposite ends of trail. Why was this memory.

    Lifetimes hidden by Occult means. Hidden from Gods. Only to ask the God who’s desire is your constant iterative incarnation to be squashed in each, wisdom that they, by word, must impart.
    White Halls of Memphis conferring with one, and assailed by another who was not allowed entry into the library and priesthood. The scene of three speaking of the past in a bodega in Okinawa. Why Arcturus? Enki’s field hiding from Boötes. Middle star of Orions Belt as Defiance?

    Ancient past lives, erupt while stumbled upon. Influences from the past that escape mundane attention. Then as one remembers, the hallmarks, remarkable in cryptic esoteric symbols, sit in ones mind.

    The sesspool of the world, at least one of many in America, a redhead, wild, glorious and base, drunk hanging out a window, “Enki I still have your powers!”
    Decades later, I know, and I know why I hid. The interims, and the disasters for millennias , the Mes mishandled, Aeons pass, the usurper steals names and powers or at least inflates them in the minds of mortals. I hide no more.

    New Mes to create, old tablets of destiny to destroy, fates to be keyed for a evolving future to be decreed. I am now an Archonstone. I hide no more. Yet stealth in the now and forthcoming still.

    No Ancestors I have. I am the hidden one. My past lives shall serve as ancestors and spirits for work and presence. And so it is. I am the center, the Archonstone, more than a pure land. A vehicle, chariots hinged to know, to dare, to act. Silence is, while there is a cacophony of chaos. To be heard, is for one to listen. To be seen, is for one to align to a current. A new river, a reality stream, a torrent, an Ocean of Metal, errupting cooling and not burning, but to cause evolution.

    Realities people drown, they float from one place in the river of Samsara to another. Maya suckles them with their own ego. What a purely empty desert. The few gods feed their tyranny. Others hold space for cultures that need to be reborn. Be reborn and your people to lives renewed. Evolve the whole world. The weavers and potters, come to communion. Commune with all artisans. Know the Mes are yours and yours to define. Hold sacred so not one god can steal.

    Luciferios of Promethian strain, Titan of light and wisdom, let not the slave gods nor their minions steal thy presence, powers and gifts to mankind.

    He of the waters of the underdeep, erect pillars of light and metal from there to the heavens. Weave the now, then , everywhere and when, into the now. Evolve, ever. Evolve each and every. Change is. People Embrace Change, enchant your forever in balance and in Harmony, with Spirit and Integrity. Embody Love, Life, Liberty and Light, holding the dark to enliven, birth and create each to each. If you loose your way, the Archonstone shall light the way. If you are assailed by the agents of evil, take comfort in the darkness of the Archonstone. Be shielded, loved and renewed, be reborn anew, refreshed and join each to each. Weave the world a new tapestry. Guide the rivers, raise the mountains, sing the air, feed life, love it all.

    WHY?

    SO, I, WE, HE, SHE, US, ALL CAN EVOLVE!

  • Spiritual Musings

    Liberation or Kundalini

    The question:

    Thank you David:

    I think one of the reasons that concepts like ‘Liberation’ don’t get a lot of air time, focus or deliberation, is because most people simply can’t conceive the implications of such a state and so give little consideration to skillful means to attain the same. How is it that Kundalini then is the more attractive attachment? It’s that damned snake, isn’t it…

    My Answer:

    Conception of liberation, versus a constant interactive reality, which people are used to.

    Kundalini in the most esoteric sense, and the tantric detachment is a good spiritual tool for this and the next lifetime. Granted the secular conception of kundalini is still all about now. Bliss for now, versus the bliss in consciousness with the all, which is easier to attain.

    While living attainment of liberation, is it bliss or awaiting the last detachment? Kundalini, good or bad, is a practice and a habit that the ego can assess some sort of achievement. As opposed to the attainment of nothing.

    In liberation, is it a nothing, or is it absorption? It can be either. Both states are equally unfathomable, and the repercussions of living in a world where not fed at a monastery, is severe. Then as ever it becomes a philosophy of living in these constructs. Teachers and gurus are helpful here. Yet, then there is an attachment of teacher, and maybe a community.

    Moments with liberation from different attitudes and directions, yet, what and how do I do here? Kriyas, yoga, fine tuning our energetic relationship through the physical tool of this incarnation, why? You can add to your spiritual being. Does this help absorption, no, it creates spiritual identity and ego and or karma. Does it help Liberation, then to what end. The Hidden land tradition, they have not achieve liberation although it is described as such. What overworld in nature, that is unscathed by human spirit and consciousness, only achieves spiritual hermitage, yes? Escape Maya, where one has agency in their placement in life? And, Kundalini is helpful there, is that escape, no not really.

    One can rip their soul from reality, yet the universe and lifetimes of interactions reflect it’s attachment to you. I was in horror, and the ownership of that destiny and choice less of a horror, but it was a truth to live with. The circumstances of my existence was not bliss. Being flown in life as flotsam and jetsam, lends no credability nor comfort, unless you are born a prince, and given defference even as poor mendicant ascetic. The mortal incarnation caught in the eddies of existence, does it make more tolerable, no. Does it give you more agency, a little bit. Is there comfort in observation on that edge Citta and shakti, consciousness and manifestation, a little. Dance between Shakti and Maya, there is little wiggle room. Attitude, and temprement, can help you improve your outlook, find wiggle room here and there. There Kundalini and the Siddhis redefine your being to give you better leverage now and in the hereafter. Liberation you get the big picture, and you choose what to work for, with the energetic work for your soul.

    Like anything it is never one or the other, it is always both and everything, there is the lever and the fulcrum, without one the other is useless. AS the caveman philosopher asked what is better, stick or stone, he that evolved said both.

  • Poem - Spiritual Musings

    The mirror that is not.

    Oh, how the horrors we seduce.

    With flame lips lies that reel in a reality

    that burns the last vestiges of the mind.

    The lips sing of flame and lies, dancing

    in ecstatic cinders.

    The mirror to the world,

    all that is seen is these seductions.

    Each in to dance and play with demons,

    of their own making.

    The daemons of old, Shemayaziqim,

    the iggigi, who sided with people,

    knew too well the seeds were not theirs.

    They knew,

    The father of lies were not among them.