Come with me to another reality
We'll have a real good time
I thought in this holiday season to wrap the bits and pieces of the game of my life, that I’ve been sending, in the container that holds them all. Why am I doing this Substack? Why am I doing anything?
There are things I’ve been witness to and things that have happened to me that make it incontrovertible that there is a pool that objective reality floats in and is permeated by. Things I’ve seen and things I’ve experienced can’t be replicated for scientific journals, but I don’t need any verification that they are evidence that everything is connected in that pool where we are one humanity. That matters, because with you being me I want the best for you. That’s why I’m doing everything.
Something impossible in the objective world is spoon bending. I started the talks I used to give about crop circles by showing this stainless steel basting spoon that was bent in my garden by my friend, Gary Sinclair. For the talks, where I was speculating about another intelligence visiting us, I used the spoon to open people’s minds to what seems impossible.
Gary explained to some friends I’d invited what he did when he made the spoon bend, so we could try. With his fingers on the spoon he focused as much love as he could muster on the bend-point. Love, love, love, love until there was some shift in the energy, that he felt, that briefly made the metal soft and he jumped on the chance to twist it. Even though we were using tinny teaspoons we weren’t good at jumping, but the demo Gary did, bending spoon after smaller spoon, was breathtaking. Something else to report is that afterwards I was scared to try, like if you walked through a wall wouldn’t it freak you out?
In the subjective world psychedelics crack the mind’s shell, and two mushroom trips, in the ‘80s, cracked mine:
Empress of the World - I was alone, sitting cross-legged on my bed, when suddenly everything was very calm. Unusually, surreally so. The future was up to me, and what I had to do was “let everything land in my lap.” I was to accept reality with no resistance or drama or story. Reality is what is so, regardless of any opinions about it, and I was to anchor myself in this primary perception. The deal was that if one person practiced total acceptance it would be the trimtab to steer humanity to a new place. Acceptance is not resignation but it’s recognition -- that what is is, which is the power position for what you do next.
Cosmic Remorse - In a group that ingested a ‘heroic dose,’ a guru told us over and over and over to go back and back and back to where we had come from. Suddenly I sensed myself whooshing into this existence from someplace infinite that was beyond the beyond. My small self came from a vastness that’s the realm of the sacred – a universe that is so awesome you only can bow down to it, and I was overcome by sobbing “for ever having doubted myself.” I operate in the knowledge now that each of us is 14.8 billion years’ worth of accumulated evolution, swimming in a sea of consciousness where we’re evolving together, and I propose that tune-ins to that vastness is what can help us the most to change our ways. I still remember my sobbing, that went on for a very long time for not appreciating this sacred creature that I am, and that experience made me a herald for sacred action in a sacred universe.
In this dance with creation we all are doing, our stories wise each other up. If you have any to tell, wouldn’t this be a lovely place for them?
PS: With the world in such turmoil, although my focus on what could be done that would create a massive shift of awareness deals with that it still feels odd to send out anything without any comment on the immediacy of what’s going on. Suffice here to point to the rules of war, that makes me wince for how it sanitizes what should be unthinkable. Even the Department of War, that legitimizes killing each other as normal, gives me cause for pause. I haven’t seen any issue taken with all that and I take enormous issue with it. Any thoughts?
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I am so grateful I found this Substack today. So very grateful.
Your wisdom is ancient, deep, and timeless, Suzanne. A mushroom trip I experience in Yosemite, around the same time as yours, was similarly powerful and life-changing. It showed me that my destiny was not that of the Zen master sitting in seclusion on the mountaintop, but rather here in rough-and-tumble of the marketplace.