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The Shaman’s Gift of Healing, Page 1

09 May bowls

I apologize to my blog followers and readers for being so long in posting a new article. We’ve been on a trip to the Pacific Northwest Coast to spend time with our boys and grandchildren in Oregon and California. It’s good to be back and writing again. 

I’ve been called a shaman because I use frequency-shifting sound healing and subtle energy attunement techniques in my work as a healer. But I know from my own profound experience over fifty years of service to humanity that there’s something deeper and more to the purpose of healing than the modality of technique in the healing work of a true shaman. A true shaman offers healing of the rift between two worlds. The invisible world of Reality, wherein lies the divine design for perfect health and happiness, and the visible world of ailing flesh, suffering only from a separation from its Creator. That separation, however, is but an illusion — an illusion, nevertheless, that shapes the flesh and the world in which it suffers. In the real world, there is no separation. This paradoxical condition is what sets up the illusion out of which we turn heaven into a hell here on earth. It is the shaman’s role to transcend the illusory world and stand in divine identity in the invisible realm of spirit to facilitate the shaping of patterns of light to the unique healing needs of his client. I was confirmed in this awareness as I read Hugh Malafry’s novels.  

THE BLUE SHAMAN

I’ve just finished my second reading of the first book of Hugh Malafry’s trilogy Blue Shaman, The Stone of Sovereignty, and started my second reading of book two, Caverns of Ornolac. As in all second readings of a thrilling and complex novel, I saw so much more than what I did in my first reading. 

What draws me back to this author’s trilogy is the otherworldly setting for a very complex story. To sojourn in another world, the world of the shaman, is such a refreshing reprieve from the world of CNN, MSNBC, and Fox News; even BBC and PBS. That world has little to offer of hope for the future of mankind. The Real world is the invisible one, coverage of which is virtually impossible by any news agency. Malafry does exactly that, interweaving morsels of profound wisdom and simple truths as he unfurls a dialogue between characters. Here are a few of those jewels of wisdom:

“Sometimes a life’s work takes more than a life’s time.” 

“Time yields to purpose.”

“To weave light in patterns, tie water in knots, and shape the ten thousand things.” [A worthy, though rightly ambitious, sense of mission and purpose.]

“Give me your heart,” Maia said [to Caron, the blue shaman], “and I will shape a world for you. . . .  It is no more than any woman asks of a man to whom she gives herself.”

Was it any wonder men shy from giving their heart to women: One moment she was lamb, another lion, and one never knew when one or the other might rise in her or to what end.

. . . when you have lost your centering in life, everywhere is nowhere, and the world is desolate.

“Is it not the way of the warrior to be at peace within, even when he knows he must fight?”

“Can you make whole what has been broken?”  [Lady Esclarmonde asks the blue shaman. His reply is wise.]  “God has made a whole and it cannot be otherwise,” he said. “I will give it to God: He will determine in this matter what is to be.”

“You must let go your shadow. To cross over [into the “In-world”] you must see yourself on the other side.”

“Always walk into the light.” [Even though — and particularly when — you know you will lose your life and all that you have invested in making yourself into who and what you think you are . . . and your life will never be the same.]

Life on this side of the veil that separates us from the “In-world” is portrayed in the story of the blue shaman as the illusion it is. What separates also connects. There is something most wonderful on the other side of the veil. The loss of illusion, for one thing, though probably scary for mortals who find meaning and purpose in making one’s way through the shadows of the mind-made world of survival. That mortal, the human ego, feels justifiably threatened by the Light at the end of the tunnel described by those who tell of their near-death encounters, because it knows that it’s curtains for it. I wonder if I will feel that same hesitancy the blue shaman had to walk into the light when I make my transition from this world to the world of Light. Not so much, I should think, for someone who has walked into the Light of Reality in the face of sure loss of his world as he knows it in order to discover and realize who he is as a divine being. The story takes you to such a place in consciousness.

THE INSEPARABLE MALE AND FEMALE

For me, the entire trilogy is a story about the relationship between the masculine and feminine as they partner in shaping their worlds. It seems the Orion shaman is always being challenged to master the sweet influences of his Pleiadian counterpart — who seems, interestingly enough, always to live in the Otherworld, which dynamic of the story tends to suggest that our “soul mates” do not incarnate with us. Hmm. Another interesting portrayal of the male-female relationship is that it’s always feminine entities who meet and greet the shaman at the threshold between the worlds to clear him for worthiness of passage and to guide him in his journey. It is through the heart, love’s domain and our feminine part, that we enter the kingdom of heaven. “Blessed are the pure in heart for they shall see God.” — Jesus

There’s truth to this in the way a woman tests her man before allowing him into her heart and inner sanctum as a worthy partner in creating her world in what is obviously a man’s world. Malafry portrays this “battle of the sexes,” but not without resolution.  I love his resolution toward the end of the book. Much like the riddle of getting the goose out of the bottle without killing the goose or breaking the bottle, at some level — like before the riddle maker created the illusion of a goose in a bottle — the goose is not in the bottle. Likewise, at some level there is no “battle of the sexes” but only the thrilling heavenly experience of a shared creativity. Again I say “Hmm.” 

TO RESTORE PARADISE — THE GRAIL QUEST

The most captivating chapter for me was “The Shaman,” because I could relate to the challenges of the shaman.  There’s a dialogue in it that alludes to a time when time and death were not and yet humans thought to change and improve upon their lives in Paradise. Whether or not one subscribes to this version of human history, Malafry weaves a believable and likely scenario of mankind’s fall from grace and stature. The path of the shaman is driven by an insatiable desire to make things right again and restore the world of mankind to the paradise of “The First Time.” Restoring the elusive Holy Grail of the blue “Stone of Sovereignty” into the hands of the Knights Templar for its ultimate return to the “Sisters of the Blood Royal” and the Grail King, is the blue shaman’s mission and purpose — very similar to that of Frodo in Lord of the Rings, as is the promise: the restoration of life and prosperity to Paradise.

As Malafry tells it, the story of the fall from grace is a haunting one for me, as if at some level in my consciousness I know I was there in the Beginning and when things literally went to hell.  I’ll let you read it as he tells it.

As in the Lord of the Rings where the ring is coveted for its power, shaman Morgon Kara takes the blue stone in his hands as the blue shaman Caron slept before his fire after he had rescued him from certain death.  The following dialogue is between Morgon Kara and Maia, his guide and empowering partner in shaping worlds to their own end. (I’ll have to share this excerpt on multiple pages.)

Perplexed, Morgon Kara opened his hand and held the jewel to the fire. It glowed with an inner fire that drew him deep into its triangular planes of light. Most precious stones were empty vessels, nothing more than the trace of their own experience as they passed age-to-age, hand to hand. But he knew the ancients had altered some to make record, others as focalizations of force, and a very few for use in the shaping of essence. This stone was all that and more, but never before had anything so eluded him. He sought the pattern of things that shimmered within, but could resolve nothing in the tantalizing play of light and shadow that beckoned but would not reveal. Even so, the stone was bound to Caron and would not let him die.

“Erlik Khan in his castle of black clay has reached out for you, but he is denied. Can a man defy death?” He knew something of the stone, for Maia had spoken of it, and he had long hoped it would come to his hand. He might have taken it from Hassan, but Maia said it destroyed those to whom it was not given; and though he doubted her in this, she had spoken of it with such awe, he feared to cross her was to lose her.

“There is a stone, in the old tongue called, Uru An-Na, light of heaven,” she had said. “It is in the world, and the world is in it.  This stone has the virtue to bind, loose and shape the world within, and so shape what is in the world without.”

“You are speaking in riddles, Maia,” he had said.

“It is exactly as I have said. In Uru An-Na the Ancients shaped the Holy Norm for this world. It exists so that no matter what is done by man, the patterns of Uru AnNa will prevail, and they have done this so that the earth shall not fail. Uru AnNa is the seal of the Makers, and a bar to the final trespass of the human will.”

“We must have this stone.”

“And it is well we should,” Maia agreed, “for the Sisters must yield to him who masters its influences. But the stone will not be taken by force.”

Morgon Kara closed his hand about the stone, remembering what Maia had told him. “Riddles, Maia, always riddles,” he always complained, but he had heard every word, and could repeat them still verbatim, even if he did not always at once understand her meaning. This was surely that stone. Hassan had taken it from a victim, who doubtless took it from another, but now it had been given to the one who had come across the wilderness in search of the lost Hallow of the Blood Royal.

Morgon Kara returned the jewel to the pouch at Caron’s neck . . . .

“Tell me again of the stone of the Makers.”

“I have told you the truth of Uru An-Na,” she said.

“Tell me again, how by its use the Ancients shaped living forms animated by fire from the center of the earth.”

“If it is as you have said what need of me?” It was her ritual to object. She would be courted. It was his ritual to reply. “It is for you, beloved, I seek understanding.”

(To be Continued)

I invite you to visit my other blog and read the feature article of Health Light Newsletter, “The Affordable ‘Disease Care’ Law.”  I am looking forward to my next post. Until then, 

Be love.  Be loved.

Anthony

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Apocalypse of Light 2013, Part 5: Questions Answered, page 5, Cosmic Consciousness

Deepak Chopra

Deepak Chopra

 

Deepak Chopra defines cosmic consciousness very succinctly: 

In cosmic consciousness the psyche or individual consciousness expands to a cosmic or universal level. The small personality with its identification with the body, the mind and relationships makes a radical shift so that the self now identifies with the non-local, timeless existence of the cosmos. So it is called cosmic consciousness. —Deepak Chopra

Walter Russell expands on the topic — and more — in the “QUESTIONS ANSWERED” part of his book THE MESSAGES OF THE DIVINE ILIAD.

Walter Russell

Walter Russell

 

Q. Did Jesus know all things? I mean by that, did He have omniscience?

A. Yes, He did have omniscience. He was undoubtedly the only man who had known complete Cosmic Consciousness. 

Q. Can a cosmic conscious man see Jesus as a person?

A. No one has ever seen the Person of Jesus-or Beethoven-or you. The body alone can be seen and the Person alone can be known.

Q. Are Jesus and God the same?

A. Yes, they are One-and so are you One with God when you know that you are.

Q. What is the Soul?

A. Soul is the desire force in Mind, the will to extend desire from the Light to manifest the Light
in form.

Q. How does desire manifest itself?

A. Without desire, the seed would not germinate into form. The Soul centers the seed in the pattern of desire to express form. The seed records the pattern of the body as it changes throughout eternity. The
record changes according to the desire of the Soul-will to become a different body. 

Q. Could you give an example?

A. Yes. The pattern of a tree in Maine where the winds blow hard is recorded in the seed of that tree. The same ruggedness of pattern will be recorded in the seed and repeated as the same kind of tree when the seed again unfolds. 

Q. Your statement that trees have Souls as well as human beings is rather extraordinary. Would you explain it further?

A. The Soul is universal in all things. It does not belong to man alone. God is Light. The Soul is DESIRE in the Light. It might also be termed the WILL.

Q. How does animal life differ from vegetable and mineral life?

A. What you call animal life is not rooted to earth. It has entirely different bodies which must interchange in order to continue. The vegetable kingdom is rooted to earth. The mineral kingdom is the earth itself.

All of these function alike. They all begin and end in the same way. 

Q. What are their relations to each other? Which comes first?

A. The mineral kingdom comes first-the planet is all mineral until sufficiently cooled by the coming of water. Interchange between water and minerals begets the vegetable kingdom.

Interchange between the vegetable and mineral kingdoms begets the animal kingdom. Each of these three depends upon each other or survival. Each is an extension of the other. 

I marvel at the depth and height of Russell’s understanding. A man who truly tapped the secrets of the universe and articulated the simple truth of it all.

I will end this series at this point to explore some of the profound perspectives and transcendent vision of Hugh Malafry as shared in his landmark and timely novel The Light at Lindisfarne. So, until next post,

Be Love. Be loved.

Tony's picture 2 from PeggyAnthony

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Apocalypse of Light 2013, Part 5: Questions Answered, page 4, Meditation

Tony's picture 2 from PeggyWe’ve been sharing excerpts from the chapter “Questions Answered” in Walter Russell’s 1948 book, THE MESSAGE OF THE DIVINE ILIAD. The question for today’s post relates to meditation. 

Until I actually sat down and meditated, as I do on some mornings when I arise early, I thought that meditation was a complicated and arduous spiritual practice. I mean, quiet the mind from thinking?! My mind?!  My mind never stops thinking.  At least what I used to think of as thinking: a mind busying itself in thought – inquiry, judgement, imagination, figuring things out, etc. That’s not really thinking. It’s entertaining thoughts passing through.  True thinking arises out of stillness when the human mind disengages itself from the stream of thoughts flowing through it and, like a turning water wheel, engages with the stream of consciousness flowing from above, down, inside and out.  My spiritual mentor says it very succinctly in these words from a poem he wrote:

. . . Busy thought and troubled feeling

Trespass not in virtue’s wise serenity

Where firm control and awful power eternally abide.

Here Earth’s pains are healed

And cruel chaos of mind’s spawning

Is called again to order and to beauty.  ( Martin Cecil, “Thus It Is”)

When I simply got still and listened to the sounds around me, I suddenly became aware that I am nothing more than the awareness that makes the sounds and sights in my world heard and seen. Without me, they simply would not exist. Then IT caught me and took me in.  IT being what I was using meditation to find by somehow “going in.” It came forth and found me once I got still enough and allowed the thoughts to enter and leave my mind without following them or chasing them away. You really can’t “go in” to find your Self.  Your Self has to come out into expression to be known through experience. Effortless expression is the key.  There’s no special technique or formula for meditation, as Russell suggests here: 

Q. I know that the wonderful freedom of easy breathing, just as the keenness of the senses, is closely associated with inner-feeling. Is there any simple rule that might be applied to bring about that condition of ecstasy which is characteristic of cosmic conscious people or even to induce meditation?

A. There is no necessity for a technique or formula for meditation. Inner-feeling, or inner-knowing, is the Silent Voice of inspiration within us. One automatically breathes easier as desire for effort ceases. The more forgetful one is of one’s body, the more one is freed for the transition from outer emotions to conscious stillness.

If one desires that ecstasy of being in the God-Light, breathing will become effortless. It will slow the heartbeat also by relaxing the body. One of the greatest means of relaxing the body is to stop thinking and meditate — to become one with the Spirit. 

That is the reward of living the conscious life-the most wonderful thing that can happen to anyone. 

A LENS AND A NET

The human mind is like a lens.  It provides the capacity for focus. As a vibrational substance which arises out of the physical body, it is responsive to energy passing through it, such as thought forms. It concentrates its substance around them in order to magnify them. Like a net for snaring birds, the mind has the ability to snare thoughts and blow them up, expand them and even build concepts on and around then so that they become heavy constructs that clutter the mind and prevent fluidity ad flexibility of thinking. 

Those thoughts can come from without and from within. It’s the ones that come from without that the mind is able to snare based on resonance and frequency size.  Like a net that catches birds but whose mesh is too large to snare butterflies, the mind can only snare large thoughts and concepts. The finer essences of spirit slip right through the net on their way out from within. This is how human being can remain alive, even with destructive thinking and behavior.  Life trickles through even the most crowded and structured mental capacities.

AN UNDERSTANDING HEART

The heart is a finer net that can catch the butterflies of inspiration. These inspirational thoughts lift up the heart and the mind to heights of profound awareness wherein the things of spirit can be contemplated, known and understood. Remember, it was King Solomon who asked the Lord for wisdom and an understanding heart.

There’s a Psalm that speaks of the “snare of the fowler” with which I would like to close this post and leave you to meditate upon. It’s Psalm 91. 

   He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.

   I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: My God; in him will I trust.

   Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence.

   He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield     and buckler.

   Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night; nor the arrow that flieth by day.    Nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness; nor the destruction that wasteth at noonday.

   A thousand shall fall at thy side, and ten thousand at thy right hand; but it shall not come nigh thee.

   Only with thine eyes shalt thou behold and see the reward of the wicked.

   Because thou hast made the LORD, which is my refuge, even the most High, thy habitation;

   There shall no evil befall thee, neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling.

   For he shall give his angels charge over thee,  lest thou dash thy foot against a stone.

   Thou shalt tread upon the lion and adder: the young lion and the dragon shalt thou trample under feet.

   Because he hath set his love upon me, therefore will I deliver him: I will set him on high, because he hath known my name.

   He shall call upon me, and I will answer him: I will be with him in trouble; I will deliver him, and honour him.

   With long life will I satisfy him, and shew him my salvation.

All this is available for experience during meditation.  And it need not take an hour to become aware of it. Just be still and know . . . and it will find you more quickly than you can find it.  Until my next post,

Be love. Be loved.

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