“Whatboutism – (N) a conversational tactic in which a person responds to an argument or attack by changing the subject to focus on someone else’s misconduct, implying that all criticism is invalid because no one is completely blameless.”
Back in the day – America had only 3 TV Networks (ABC-CBS-NBC). We ALL watched the “same news.” Now we have 500 cable channels – a plethora of Apps and and endless social streaming. People NICHE watch news that agrees with their own “belief-space.” Right or wrong – we love absolutes. Right or wrong for the “masses” might not be MY “right or wrong.” Instead of “right and wrong” – – focus on “is this YES or NO for me?” Instead of “right or wrong” – the question is “is this an Honorable Path and does it have Integrity?” The paradox – we experience Life “from all sides” (we haven’t figured it out yet – we will) and there are many more sides to the coin than “heads or tails.” Whatever we see “out there” that bothers/concerns/disgusts is a reflection of “who I used to be.” The hardest bridge a person will burn is the “bridge” between “who I am” and “who I thought I was.“ Thought = Belief! Focus on what’s working – not what’s NOT working! Be kind. Be considerate. Be open to a different dialogue – different conversation – and above all – consider ALL sides PLEASE. Thank you Ms. Shelley! All is well! ❤
“You are now seen. You have exposed yourself and you cannot hide who you truly are.” ~I-Ching #20
Reality is setting in. You are the Observer now – you cannot be covert. You are fully seen for the truth of what and who you are. Be humble. Why do we “stray from the truth?” As an Observer we cannot help but be Observed. When you HEAR the negative inner voice – it will try to convince you that you have been incorrect/inaccurate/wrong in your actions, behaviors and thinking. Learn to recognize this voice – it originates from the place where the lies we tell ourselves about “myself” are born. When we CHANGE the words in “my thinking” about myself – the words lose their power and cannot take “me” off the “my path” as has happened in the past. Pay attention to the “Inside-Voice” and the words being used. We can heal or hurt ourself. It’s a personal choice. All is well! ❤
Articulating feelings and/or emotions is not always easy. How does one articulate that which we cannot make sense of? It’s hard enough with “external other” – but communicating with “inner other” takes time and patience. We have no frame of reference. Discernment reveals Truth. When faced with confusion the question is – “who are you and what do you want?” While you wait for the answer – it’s good to remember that laughter is the good medicine. Ask “meaningful” questions. All is well! ❤
The picture above is a testament to Human cooperation – a picture of the 1st Black Hole. Read about it here!
Hamartia – (n) the character flaw that causes the downfall of the protagonist in a tragedy; tragic flaw.
Nothing is perfect – but everything is useful. Eliminate and dissolve the artificial structures – dynamics – beliefs – memories and conditioning of the past. It takes practice. Redact or censor – the Truth – in the end – becomes KNOWN. There is always something to learn from a failed investment. It takes courage to speak up and speak out. Question for today – Where am I giving my power away to authority figures/gurus/experts and how do I reclaim it? Let’s look out for each other! All is well! ❤
Decoct – (v) to extract the flavor of by boiling. Boil down, concentrate. ~Merriman-Webster
Jason had a vision. Actually, it was a dream, but in Jason’s case, there was no difference. Jason was very enlightened, and he often had visions in his dreams. This one was especially vivid.
Jason found himself at the opening of a great cave, and he instantly recognized what it was. This was the cave of creation, the site of the Akashic records, where all the details are kept regarding human entities entering and leaving the planet. Oh, I recognize this place! thought Jason to himself.
Standing at the cave was the guardian of the entrance. He did not seem bothered that Jason was suddenly standing at the entrance; in fact, he was expecting him! The guardian spoke. “Jason, it is good to see you in here. We have a puzzle for you – a test – a game for your soul.” The guardian smiled, and Jason knew some fun was at hand.
“This is wonderful,” remarked Jason. “I love games.”
“Take a look at the path,” said the guardian as he effortlessly slid open the big door to the cave. Jason could see that there was a straight and narrow path through the cave. He could see at the other end of the cave that there was a light where the exit was. The cave was easily traversed.
“What is the game?” Jason asked the guardian.
“We would like you to walk through the cave to the exit, and we will give you one Earth hour to do so,” said the guardian.
“No problem,” replied Jason. “What do I get if I succeed?”
“This is not about reward. It is only in playing the game. There is great honor if you enter at all. Walking the path is the test, and making it to the exit is the goal. Can you do it?”
“I will succeed,” said Jason, his sporting nature taking hold. And with that, the guardian stood aside, and Jason began his journey.
Jason entered the cave. Again, he looked ahead and saw that the exit was no more than a quarter-mile journey straight ahead. Realizing he had plenty of time, he stopped for a moment to let his eyesight become accustomed to the subdued lighting within the cave. He moved forward and was interested in the many colors he was seeing.
Jason stopped and turned to the right. Instantly, he saw a rack full of glowing crystals. He carefully left the path and went over to the interesting objects. On each one of the wand-like crystals there was special writing. Jason gently grasped one, not picking it up. He was immediately taken to the event that the cryptic writing represented.
Back on the path, he realized that his crystal-touching experience had only taken a few moments. It seemed like so much longer! He was well within his time parameter. Jason moved forward on the path again, but in not too long a time he heard some voices, and he stopped. “What voice is this?” he said to himself. “I recognize it.” Jason realized that it was his mother’s voice!
Jason had a choice. He knew he wanted to touch his mother’s crystal. Something else said it was too private to do. Jason rationalized, “This is family and she would want me to have her memory. Therefore, I am going to touch it.” So, Jason touched the crystal, and immediately he was in the reality of the many lifetimes of his mother, and the Akashic records of her experiences on Earth unfolded before him. He saw the many lives she had and all of the years that she had spent on the planet and the years she had spent elsewhere, up to and including the one that he was in.
Time was now growing short. Jason knew he had to move on or he would not make it to the exit in time. So Jason started quickly down the path and proceeded to within a few feet of the exit when he heard another voice. This time he recognized that it was his own!
Jason turned to the right, and there was another crystal glowing. On this one he recognized the name, for there was a private spiritual name etched into the crystal in what looked to Jason like Arabic letters, which spelled his astral name. Jason looked at the exit of the cave a few feet away – with full knowledge that he only had a few moments left. Then he looked at his crystal and made up his mind. He simply could not pass up this opportunity. He turned to the right and touched the crystal with his name on it.
Needless to say, Jason did not make it out of the cave in the allotted time for the game to be complete. He stayed there, reveling in his own past lives with great understanding of who he was and who he was supposed to be, with tremendous understanding of the overview of who his mother and father were in his past lives and who he was in their lives as well. And then Jason awoke.
Jason thought, What a wonderful dream this has been! Then he remembered all of it. “But I am sorry I did not win the game,” he lamented. So, Jason went forward with his life, not understanding what the dream really meant, but feeling no judgment from the guardian. Occasionally he thought, If I could play it again, it would be different. I know the pitfalls now.
Jason did not understand that he was in the game still.