As part of the humbling and harnessing that I myself require to serve my community better - the community of souls incarnated in beautiful bodies that so often do not know what greater and glorious plans they are serving until it is too late to not bear some regrets which then call for releasing to the infinite gratitude that is felt in the steps of joyful receiving for our purposeful God-given lives together in this generous and vastly loving fantasia we call the universe - welcome home! – I begin today to share on this blog the lesson themes of the day as I receive them, calling them daily reflections, though how often I’ll find myself aligned to write them daily remains to be seen.
As a boy I remember the movie with Dustin Hoffman called Little Big Man, it was wonderful and haunting. A forerunner to Dances with Wolves and Avatar, the epic saga depicted a white man going native, and the love and sufferings he shared from that decision with the true people of the early Americas. The film is a humbling post-modern experience, mythic and powerful, romanticized and humorous, emotionally devastating. It imparts a taste of the secret history of the soul and those who would go undercover in its many guises to see the world as it truly is. True love and true grieving await the courageous. Dustin Hoffman tells his life story from his death bed; he is old, he is quietly victorious, he is tired, and he remembers.
Sooner or later everyone on this planet we share will awaken to what has always been and what is still meant to be. One by one, pop pop pop. Those who go ahead only do so to make certain that this way is the right way and it is safe for their loved ones to follow. The masters we call ascended are seeking our friendship, they see us clearly as the nascent peers who offer them the opportunity and intimacy of healing and teaching us in our times of need. They do not call for our worship, they call for our openness to receiving their most sincere love from the depths of their being. It’s like the love of the parent who watches so tenderly over the little ones still sleeping in their trundle beds, it’s like the love of the mate who awakens before the dawn to kiss without waking and brush the hair out of the eyes of the one they adore endlessly, it is like the love of the guards who stand at the door to the inner chamber where we are still dreaming together in our great slumber party. Someday we will all see the sunrise together, and we’ll choose our groups and pack our lunches and set off on adventures in this garden universe, the place where the love and exploration of intelligent pleasures and beautiful intelligence go on forever.
It is difficult as we awaken - pop pop pop! - to become the multidimensional divine creatures we always have been. The signs were there, the power is immense. The classic mystical epiphany involves synchronicities and knowings and whispers from the universe that gently place you directly in the center of more power and love than you had ever imagined, but always secretly needed. Not only is there a God, but this God knows you most specifically, always has and always will, and comes to you every day with the most personally of selected gifts. God has planned everything from the beginning of beginnings for your most beautiful unfolding of growth and satisfaction, offering the talents and companions whose perfection make you fall down and weep nearly endlessly with the tenderest of knowing. Oh my God, you loved me so!
From the revelations of your eternal belonging, it is difficult to know who you are anymore, what and where to be. You are a soul of vast power, you are an agent of nature, you are a cosmic beloved, you keep the universe running, you are a guardian angel watching over the ones whom you love more than words can say and yet you must shhhhh let them sleep a bit longer. You want to shout and your voice is still tiny, you want to run and your knees are weak, you want to love the planet when you still don’t know if you can bear to love yourself. There remains wood to chop and water to carry, and the responsibility is both trivial and insufferable, for you have glimpsed upon what simple acts a universe of the most poignant needs and desires revolves.
One time when I was struggling with these kinds of issues – and truly there is great pain and madness potential on the razor’s edge of becoming responsible for eternity – I called upon Archangel Michael for guidance. I heard the words clearly in my head “Go to the level at which you are healed.” So I took a deeper breath, told myself that I am loved by those whose love I require, and that all the great truths I keep inside could be kept safe one more day one more hour, and thus I went to carry a little more water, and chop a little more wood. I wasn’t even very good at it, talk about humbling.
(Metaphorically speaking, I refer to the aphorism “Before enlightenment, chop wood carry water, after enlightenment, chop wood carry water.)
And so we must have the courage to be the Little Big Self. More stuff will come up, it would be easier not to remain small, for the garden feast of the soul remains unmanifest and in the desert we must still wander with the thirst and hunger of more lifetimes than we can yet bear to remember. But the soul knows, the soul knows and thus provides. God gives us not more than we can handle, for one lesson after another, to build up our heavenly bodies and enter the kingdom forever.
As we wake up to the enormous intelligence and perfection of the divine plan and purpose which runs in the blood of us all, the responsibility can be more than we can bear, to stay geared into the cosmic clockworks. The energy is here now, and the potential is there tomorrow, for divine love and beauty beyond the popular conception to become fully tangible and delivered to every human being. Oh my God, the glory of the flowers that humans are meant to become as one who has blossomed ineffably! The pain of not seeing what is felt and known to be real and destined can split and divide our loyalties in ways that perpetuate the suffering, so we must stay humble and aware of the impacts of every decision even after we have been granted the glimpses behind the Wizard of Oz curtain.
We so desperately want to fast-forward to the real heaven that we can skip our own fears and unreadiness, but how very much the universe is trusting us to continue trusting the plan which includes our own needs for healing. We are lent Truths to hold to be the truth holders, so we can ready ourselves for the days when we are called and supported to stand up more visibly and give courage to others. We can build tomorrow’s home today on the rock and not the sand. That journey to tomorrow can be more powerful and humbling and frightening than moving ourselves into the air castles immediately, but at least then we won’t keep getting caught in the cycles of the falling angels we have endured to exhibit over and over. How many limbs have we gone out on and broken. Waking up is one trick, and staying awake to watch over our loved ones is another.
Little Big Self, go to the level at which you are healed. When you function at the right level of power that you can muster, your impact is forever. Chop wood and carry water with your friends, until the day comes to plant trees and stir the oceans.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Politics and Right Place for You
This blog has been about raw and deep inspiration toward the new future of love awaiting, and I’m happy with what has come forth thus far. This month something is different and more personal for me, so it’s looking like that is what I have to offer. If this entry doesn’t float your boat, then sail on by all means, though there are sure to be principles demonstrated.
Two soul guides of mine are Hildegard of Bingen and Carolus Linnaeus. You are welcome to look up their names and find out more about them if you don’t know already. It is my personal experiences that they are very close in energy and thus of the same soul family. I’ve never seen this discussed anywhere else, but to me their kindred nature is perfect and obvious. My connection with Hildegard is the most personal of all, so Carolus is like a dear friend to me.
It’s important to hold your personal truths in life. No one has to know from which soul country you hail, through what spectacles you gaze, but your personal truths become the doors through you which go to new vistas. They are the latches you turn, the steps up the stairs, the toeholds up the cliff; pick your metaphor. To go back and undo (doubt) would bring loss and pain, to go forward is to liberate the soul and receive a new more loving life. By holding to a personal truth, your reality is required to align around you as its center, delivering the consequences of to whom and to what you commit, and how must be filled the roles of support that your divine Being requests to become more of your true Self.
You can test a truth to see what it would gain you, it’s like opening a door without stepping through and noticing if your soul becomes more visible (manifest from latent energy). You say to yourself, this is now true, and you open to what you feel hear and see on that platform of self. A burst of spontaneous emotion and inspiration is pretty tell-tale, that this way beckons the future that you know you will always return to wishing for, until you offer God your courage to become it. To be loved is to be changed forever, it is our gift of true self to the divine universe.
September was for me about being done with doubting my connection to Hildegard and Linnaeus, and seeing what would come next. A starseed soul of Pleiadian heritage became my new shoes to fill, which made perfect sense to me. The new personal truth explained so many more of my life’s mysteries in one graceful swoop, as personal truths are wont to do. The questions arose how this would affect my relationships and writing and source of inspiration, and the intensity of the truth called me to answer quickly in many journals and conversations with my spiritual supports. I am already becoming more oriented to the future, and less inclined to repeat past successes or mistakes. Yes even past successes can become limiting, as the child becomes the adult.
A friend emailed to alert me to Catholic church services around Hildegard. It seems that in addition to her feast day being September 17, this month the Pope has been quoting her extensively. At first I was thrilled to have a spotlight on my hero again, but soon sensed the deeper issue. The usage is political, so for the record and to let know those whose personal truths would be assailed, I am writing here, however imperfectly and intuitively and unschooled in the issues I am.
Politics is about consensus for control. Control is a tool, it's useful when there are soul wounding impulses to limit, such as criminal behaviors. Control is a problem when it becomes the means to every end, the sword that people live and die by. Discarnate teacher Lazaris says that there are three techniques for gaining control: get people to not trust themselves, get people to feel guilt, and get people to deny their sexuality. The sexuality is so interesting because it implies to my mind that our bodies hold the unconscious wisdom of attractions that would merge souls. Clearly all three areas have been specialties of religion and religion based cultures for centuries.
The Pope’s church has been scandalized by sex abuses of the innocent for decades if not centuries, and our more valuing culture has brought this darkness to light. A primary church concern is to retain authority and followers, both of which have been severely eroded. Hildegard has become a folk hero far beyond the church’s purview, and they know it. How much her theology has been romanticized and overextended by the new age is a different extreme to be considered. The Catholic church never even officially made Hildegard a saint, so quoting her now as one may be a shortcut to some desired effect.
Basically, in my opinion, the Pope’s message is twofold for concern. First, he's asserting that Hildegard is a good girl because she submitted her visions entirely to church authority. Let this be a lesson, if you have contact with God you should not believe it or talk about it until a church official tells you it’s right or wrong. There are those in the movement to expose the abuse scandal who can claim divine guidance, and the Pope may be suggesting that they are not to be listened to without his approval.
Secondly, Hildegard herself dealt with church corruption during her time by saying we should not change the structure of the church, we should seek repentence and conversion in the clergy. Are we supposed to be inspired by the folk hero who agrees with the Pope to continue business as usual? We all know how loathe the church has been to confess to and remove any pedophile priests, that’s why the pain of the public has been so deep and so lasting. How many souls are too many, to be sacrificed to keep the same people in the wrong kinds of power? One, yours, if you are in complicit agreements with the sins of others.
It is my understanding that Hildegard’s message was not about telling the public to support your church in its current form, now get back to work and trust us. Her message was to the clergy, to look inside yourselves and reform that which is sinful, that which has left mother church tattered in rags. Saying yes to the calls at the time to restructure would have been a distraction and step away from the real confrontation with evil and its corruption. There are two political solutions that must be avoided – one is to say don’t worry we’ll handle it, the other is to say we’re changing everything but the change is surface for entertainment, nothing really changes in function. One is repression/suppression, the other is revolution/catharsis, neither is evolution.
It is my understanding that Hildegard’s work was toward soul communities, the right places for the right people, allowing the flower of the soul to open. Institutions offer roles, and who fills these roles, and who we can become in the company of our beloveds when empowered in the correct roles, these are the revelation, not that there are alternate forms of institutions. Enter the family, the church, the university, the business, the government, the country to which you find yourself by divine fate given opportunity. The personal truths which you hold for the health of your soul make all the difference, determining how you take in the love or invalidation that is offered to you by individuals in the roles as currently assigned by your karma, which is the consequences of your history of truth holding (beliefs create reality).
When you can hold your higher resonance and still function daily, then the universe has to change around you. Saying no to participating in what you must disavow is your moment of truth that overturns reality, but not until. So often people change for the sake of changing, which becomes avoidance of the future that begins now. We can make more real change in place, by the internal reassessment, than by revolutions in structures that were meaningless without us anyway.
Whom do you trust to love you? If you trust someone who is not supporting your growth at its current level, then you will become more distanced from your soul, and you will feel that pain. It will be a mistake to blame the transgressor however, they simply belonged in the role of the limiter, one whom God told you was no longer liberating for you.
When you trust the right spirit to love you, then your life will transform, and you will know whom to run from and whom to run toward at each opportunity. I say spirit because it is sadly possible that there is not manifest love for you in your current reality, but the energy of love will direct you to the open door of the next step to take into the future of your place in heaven. The flower that opens on the smoldering battlefield, for example, or the cloud sailing by that calls to you, or the shaft of sunlight that gives hope of knowing there is more to the world.
Hildegard worked within the church, because she was given to it from the age of 8. She never had a life that most of us could relate to, except to be virgin (untested) souls longing for the daylight of our right place in loving creation. The church was her world, so she had to find, and often fight, her way through it. She wasn’t saying that the roles were perfect. Clearly the lack of women in authority was challenged by her very God-made existence, and that paradox made her uncomfortable. Hers was also an earlier time in the evolution of human consciousness, so it may be considered that human beings are today more capable of becoming each their own church for the sheparding of their own soul. Yes she did seek validation from an institution that she lived within and defended, but she did not say that the human stewardship of that institution wasn’t rotten, and some roles were not in need of reassignments.
If someone tells you that Hildegard’s message was that you should always go through the outside validation of an institution to tell you what to think and believe in your divine connection, or that you should trust that institution to correct any wrongs done to you and thus quiet your soul in its pain and cries for revolution, then you may wish to reconsider. There is a revolution of self that precedes that of the world, and when you are different in your responses then you know you have won and the future is closer than ever. The future is only a metaphor for the spirit unmanifest in the eternal now, which is where the soul knows its community however separated it may have become across time and spaces. The dream of the right souls in the right positions is your right to heaven. Your needs to have validation and support are genuine, but when you find the pain is increasing, you must be willing to reassign. Have compassion for the souls who cause themselves confusion by asking your trust in what is untrustworthy. You decide, you decide, you decide.
Reference:
http://www.catholicsentinel.org/Main.asp?SectionID=2&SubSectionID=61&ArticleID=12524
http://www.catholicculture.org/news/headlines/index.cfm?storyid=7505
http://www.catholicculture.org/news/headlines/index.cfm?storyid=7419
http://www.cathnews.com/article.aspx?aeid=23209
http://www.catholicnewsagency.com/news/benedict-xvi-at-audience-holy-spirits-gifts-destined-to-edify-the-church/
PS- now 9/21/2010, i'll add this postscript... I just found out there's a book published since July of this year called "The New Metaphysicals: Spirituality and the American Religious Imagination" by Courtney Bender. There's a fellow named "Eric" in Cambridge Massachusetts who says he experienced being the reincarnation of Hildegard of Bingen. What luck, I should meet him! :-)
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topic: reincarnation Hildegard of Bingen reincarnation of Hildegard von Bingen reincarnation Hildegard von Bingen past life Hildegard of Bingen past life Hildegard von Bingen past life
Two soul guides of mine are Hildegard of Bingen and Carolus Linnaeus. You are welcome to look up their names and find out more about them if you don’t know already. It is my personal experiences that they are very close in energy and thus of the same soul family. I’ve never seen this discussed anywhere else, but to me their kindred nature is perfect and obvious. My connection with Hildegard is the most personal of all, so Carolus is like a dear friend to me.
It’s important to hold your personal truths in life. No one has to know from which soul country you hail, through what spectacles you gaze, but your personal truths become the doors through you which go to new vistas. They are the latches you turn, the steps up the stairs, the toeholds up the cliff; pick your metaphor. To go back and undo (doubt) would bring loss and pain, to go forward is to liberate the soul and receive a new more loving life. By holding to a personal truth, your reality is required to align around you as its center, delivering the consequences of to whom and to what you commit, and how must be filled the roles of support that your divine Being requests to become more of your true Self.
You can test a truth to see what it would gain you, it’s like opening a door without stepping through and noticing if your soul becomes more visible (manifest from latent energy). You say to yourself, this is now true, and you open to what you feel hear and see on that platform of self. A burst of spontaneous emotion and inspiration is pretty tell-tale, that this way beckons the future that you know you will always return to wishing for, until you offer God your courage to become it. To be loved is to be changed forever, it is our gift of true self to the divine universe.
September was for me about being done with doubting my connection to Hildegard and Linnaeus, and seeing what would come next. A starseed soul of Pleiadian heritage became my new shoes to fill, which made perfect sense to me. The new personal truth explained so many more of my life’s mysteries in one graceful swoop, as personal truths are wont to do. The questions arose how this would affect my relationships and writing and source of inspiration, and the intensity of the truth called me to answer quickly in many journals and conversations with my spiritual supports. I am already becoming more oriented to the future, and less inclined to repeat past successes or mistakes. Yes even past successes can become limiting, as the child becomes the adult.
A friend emailed to alert me to Catholic church services around Hildegard. It seems that in addition to her feast day being September 17, this month the Pope has been quoting her extensively. At first I was thrilled to have a spotlight on my hero again, but soon sensed the deeper issue. The usage is political, so for the record and to let know those whose personal truths would be assailed, I am writing here, however imperfectly and intuitively and unschooled in the issues I am.
Politics is about consensus for control. Control is a tool, it's useful when there are soul wounding impulses to limit, such as criminal behaviors. Control is a problem when it becomes the means to every end, the sword that people live and die by. Discarnate teacher Lazaris says that there are three techniques for gaining control: get people to not trust themselves, get people to feel guilt, and get people to deny their sexuality. The sexuality is so interesting because it implies to my mind that our bodies hold the unconscious wisdom of attractions that would merge souls. Clearly all three areas have been specialties of religion and religion based cultures for centuries.
The Pope’s church has been scandalized by sex abuses of the innocent for decades if not centuries, and our more valuing culture has brought this darkness to light. A primary church concern is to retain authority and followers, both of which have been severely eroded. Hildegard has become a folk hero far beyond the church’s purview, and they know it. How much her theology has been romanticized and overextended by the new age is a different extreme to be considered. The Catholic church never even officially made Hildegard a saint, so quoting her now as one may be a shortcut to some desired effect.
Basically, in my opinion, the Pope’s message is twofold for concern. First, he's asserting that Hildegard is a good girl because she submitted her visions entirely to church authority. Let this be a lesson, if you have contact with God you should not believe it or talk about it until a church official tells you it’s right or wrong. There are those in the movement to expose the abuse scandal who can claim divine guidance, and the Pope may be suggesting that they are not to be listened to without his approval.
Secondly, Hildegard herself dealt with church corruption during her time by saying we should not change the structure of the church, we should seek repentence and conversion in the clergy. Are we supposed to be inspired by the folk hero who agrees with the Pope to continue business as usual? We all know how loathe the church has been to confess to and remove any pedophile priests, that’s why the pain of the public has been so deep and so lasting. How many souls are too many, to be sacrificed to keep the same people in the wrong kinds of power? One, yours, if you are in complicit agreements with the sins of others.
It is my understanding that Hildegard’s message was not about telling the public to support your church in its current form, now get back to work and trust us. Her message was to the clergy, to look inside yourselves and reform that which is sinful, that which has left mother church tattered in rags. Saying yes to the calls at the time to restructure would have been a distraction and step away from the real confrontation with evil and its corruption. There are two political solutions that must be avoided – one is to say don’t worry we’ll handle it, the other is to say we’re changing everything but the change is surface for entertainment, nothing really changes in function. One is repression/suppression, the other is revolution/catharsis, neither is evolution.
It is my understanding that Hildegard’s work was toward soul communities, the right places for the right people, allowing the flower of the soul to open. Institutions offer roles, and who fills these roles, and who we can become in the company of our beloveds when empowered in the correct roles, these are the revelation, not that there are alternate forms of institutions. Enter the family, the church, the university, the business, the government, the country to which you find yourself by divine fate given opportunity. The personal truths which you hold for the health of your soul make all the difference, determining how you take in the love or invalidation that is offered to you by individuals in the roles as currently assigned by your karma, which is the consequences of your history of truth holding (beliefs create reality).
When you can hold your higher resonance and still function daily, then the universe has to change around you. Saying no to participating in what you must disavow is your moment of truth that overturns reality, but not until. So often people change for the sake of changing, which becomes avoidance of the future that begins now. We can make more real change in place, by the internal reassessment, than by revolutions in structures that were meaningless without us anyway.
Whom do you trust to love you? If you trust someone who is not supporting your growth at its current level, then you will become more distanced from your soul, and you will feel that pain. It will be a mistake to blame the transgressor however, they simply belonged in the role of the limiter, one whom God told you was no longer liberating for you.
When you trust the right spirit to love you, then your life will transform, and you will know whom to run from and whom to run toward at each opportunity. I say spirit because it is sadly possible that there is not manifest love for you in your current reality, but the energy of love will direct you to the open door of the next step to take into the future of your place in heaven. The flower that opens on the smoldering battlefield, for example, or the cloud sailing by that calls to you, or the shaft of sunlight that gives hope of knowing there is more to the world.
Hildegard worked within the church, because she was given to it from the age of 8. She never had a life that most of us could relate to, except to be virgin (untested) souls longing for the daylight of our right place in loving creation. The church was her world, so she had to find, and often fight, her way through it. She wasn’t saying that the roles were perfect. Clearly the lack of women in authority was challenged by her very God-made existence, and that paradox made her uncomfortable. Hers was also an earlier time in the evolution of human consciousness, so it may be considered that human beings are today more capable of becoming each their own church for the sheparding of their own soul. Yes she did seek validation from an institution that she lived within and defended, but she did not say that the human stewardship of that institution wasn’t rotten, and some roles were not in need of reassignments.
If someone tells you that Hildegard’s message was that you should always go through the outside validation of an institution to tell you what to think and believe in your divine connection, or that you should trust that institution to correct any wrongs done to you and thus quiet your soul in its pain and cries for revolution, then you may wish to reconsider. There is a revolution of self that precedes that of the world, and when you are different in your responses then you know you have won and the future is closer than ever. The future is only a metaphor for the spirit unmanifest in the eternal now, which is where the soul knows its community however separated it may have become across time and spaces. The dream of the right souls in the right positions is your right to heaven. Your needs to have validation and support are genuine, but when you find the pain is increasing, you must be willing to reassign. Have compassion for the souls who cause themselves confusion by asking your trust in what is untrustworthy. You decide, you decide, you decide.
Reference:
http://www.catholicsentinel.org/Main.asp?SectionID=2&SubSectionID=61&ArticleID=12524
http://www.catholicculture.org/news/headlines/index.cfm?storyid=7505
http://www.catholicculture.org/news/headlines/index.cfm?storyid=7419
http://www.cathnews.com/article.aspx?aeid=23209
http://www.catholicnewsagency.com/news/benedict-xvi-at-audience-holy-spirits-gifts-destined-to-edify-the-church/
PS- now 9/21/2010, i'll add this postscript... I just found out there's a book published since July of this year called "The New Metaphysicals: Spirituality and the American Religious Imagination" by Courtney Bender. There's a fellow named "Eric" in Cambridge Massachusetts who says he experienced being the reincarnation of Hildegard of Bingen. What luck, I should meet him! :-)
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topic: reincarnation Hildegard of Bingen reincarnation of Hildegard von Bingen reincarnation Hildegard von Bingen past life Hildegard of Bingen past life Hildegard von Bingen past life
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Message from the Angels
Awaken and arise little ones, for the time has come to prepare and propel the vision of change that is upon the Earth. Do not covet fear among the chaos but stand true, and you will be upheld by the light beings who have come here as promised to guide you through these momentous times.
Blessings upon you.
Explanation:
The message came to my friend at a concert last Wednesday at the Methuen Memorial Music Hall. This remarkable structure in Methuen Massachusetts was built by philanthropist and art lover Edward Francis Searles in 1909, himself an organ player and instructor, to house the great German concert organ that was purchased to be the pride of Boston in 1856, and installed in 1863 in what would become known only as Boston’s Symphony Hall. This first concert organ in America was admired for only a couple decades before going out of fashion and put into ignoble storage to make room for the orchestra players themselves. Searles lucked into purchasing the organ, originally costing $60,000, for just $1,500. To this day it remains a magnet for world class organists whose remarkable concerts are attended by a handful of those in the know (so now you know too).
After the angels visibly danced for “Sonata in D major” by Carl Philipp Emanuel Bach, a darker piece by Franz Liszt was played called “Variations on ‘Weinen, Klagen, Sorgen, Zagen’”. This was offered by organist Stephen Roberts of East Haven, CT, in homage to the instrument itself, since Liszt’s piece was completed the same year as the organ’s installation (1863) and Liszt would have known of the great organ’s construction. The piece was composed by Liszt to mourn the death of his eldest daughter Blandine, and draws upon the cantata by J. S. Bach from 1714 that means “Weeping, lamenting, worrying, fearing” and depicts the affliction of the Christians.
While the powerful music may draw one into the chaos of suffering, the message from the angels clearly calls upon human light workers to release the past and assert for the great future now at hand, that bright and glorious life of the Soul to which this blog of the New Earth is now dedicated.
The photograph reveals the remarkable nine-pointed Chinese balloon flower which blossomed in my garden over the July 4th period when this blog was begun. These joyful plants normally work in the symmetry of pentagons, as the other blossums and bud clearly show. I have never before seen a mutation of more than five, much less this miraculous nine, which clearly evoked for me the 900th birthday of Hildegard von Bingen, the year that she came to me so powerfully that to this day I struggle to incorporate her blessed energy. I believe my guide and kindred spirit Carl Linnaeus would have been pleased as well at this auspicious turn of nature's hand in Platycodon grandiflorus.
God grant me the heart big enough to give thanks for all the blessings I have to receive, and the courage to guide more of my brothers and sisters home. There is unfathomably so much love at the center of the heart of this Universe, that I am compelled to tell you all how it is that this love most especially knows and includes you, that very same long-suffering you that never dared to dream that it was so loved, but always had to hope it was true.
It is true. Rest assured it is true.
Blessings upon you.
Explanation:
The message came to my friend at a concert last Wednesday at the Methuen Memorial Music Hall. This remarkable structure in Methuen Massachusetts was built by philanthropist and art lover Edward Francis Searles in 1909, himself an organ player and instructor, to house the great German concert organ that was purchased to be the pride of Boston in 1856, and installed in 1863 in what would become known only as Boston’s Symphony Hall. This first concert organ in America was admired for only a couple decades before going out of fashion and put into ignoble storage to make room for the orchestra players themselves. Searles lucked into purchasing the organ, originally costing $60,000, for just $1,500. To this day it remains a magnet for world class organists whose remarkable concerts are attended by a handful of those in the know (so now you know too).
After the angels visibly danced for “Sonata in D major” by Carl Philipp Emanuel Bach, a darker piece by Franz Liszt was played called “Variations on ‘Weinen, Klagen, Sorgen, Zagen’”. This was offered by organist Stephen Roberts of East Haven, CT, in homage to the instrument itself, since Liszt’s piece was completed the same year as the organ’s installation (1863) and Liszt would have known of the great organ’s construction. The piece was composed by Liszt to mourn the death of his eldest daughter Blandine, and draws upon the cantata by J. S. Bach from 1714 that means “Weeping, lamenting, worrying, fearing” and depicts the affliction of the Christians.
While the powerful music may draw one into the chaos of suffering, the message from the angels clearly calls upon human light workers to release the past and assert for the great future now at hand, that bright and glorious life of the Soul to which this blog of the New Earth is now dedicated.
The photograph reveals the remarkable nine-pointed Chinese balloon flower which blossomed in my garden over the July 4th period when this blog was begun. These joyful plants normally work in the symmetry of pentagons, as the other blossums and bud clearly show. I have never before seen a mutation of more than five, much less this miraculous nine, which clearly evoked for me the 900th birthday of Hildegard von Bingen, the year that she came to me so powerfully that to this day I struggle to incorporate her blessed energy. I believe my guide and kindred spirit Carl Linnaeus would have been pleased as well at this auspicious turn of nature's hand in Platycodon grandiflorus.
God grant me the heart big enough to give thanks for all the blessings I have to receive, and the courage to guide more of my brothers and sisters home. There is unfathomably so much love at the center of the heart of this Universe, that I am compelled to tell you all how it is that this love most especially knows and includes you, that very same long-suffering you that never dared to dream that it was so loved, but always had to hope it was true.
It is true. Rest assured it is true.
Thursday, July 29, 2010
the choice, even more boiled down
If something/someone isn't right for you, does it mean that:
A) something else IS right for you
B) something is wrong with you
C) something is wrong with them
D) nothing is right for you
If you answer A, you can get by until you find it.
If you answer B, you can let other people run your life.
If you answer C, you can try to change others and get into battles.
If you answer D, you can give up and die, slowly or quickly.
The universe provides all opportunties for experience. You can spend lifetimes going down one path, or change your choice at any moment.
Guess which One makes you happy.
++++ (-; <> ;-) ++++
A) something else IS right for you
B) something is wrong with you
C) something is wrong with them
D) nothing is right for you
If you answer A, you can get by until you find it.
If you answer B, you can let other people run your life.
If you answer C, you can try to change others and get into battles.
If you answer D, you can give up and die, slowly or quickly.
The universe provides all opportunties for experience. You can spend lifetimes going down one path, or change your choice at any moment.
Guess which One makes you happy.
++++ (-; <> ;-) ++++
Friday, July 23, 2010
Blessings or Curse, you decide
A recurring theme of this blog will be the incredible power of your own singular choice.
To cling with fear to the old world whose illusory control is ending forever, and take your chances on survival. You might live, that is true, but what life is that, when so many of those whom you love will not make it with you, and the planet will be sick and choking as you manage to scrape by.
None deserve such a fate, least of all you. You who hold a light deep inside, you who love more than you know.
Or you can choose to remember the Hope of your Soul, that childhood inspiration, expectation even, that got buried inside. To one day live the life to which you belonged, the one that you're perfect for. The life that you just knew had to exist for you to have ever been born, complete with your destiny to be free in a safe happy world.
We call this latter choice the New Earth, but in truth it was the first and only choice there ever was. Only our eyes grew dim with a loss of recognition, as we layered the thoughts and feelings that said it could not begin here. We felt abandoned and hopeless, our actions turned us against each other and ourselves.
Still, what is left of the dream forgives us, and keeps us alive.
The Light of the New Earth is what we hope to share in this blog, because we have seen its great rosy glow. Suffusing and redefining the magic of every day, New Earth Light is already known, in commonplace ordinary powers. Powers of honesty, trust, revelation, and love. Powers so gentle and strong that they change everything for the remainer of time, which is why tyrants and despots cannot bear to look, for then it's revealed how little strength they themselves own.
They tyranny of the false choice is the final curse that you live under now.
You are so very close to having come Home.
You decide.
The Earth wanted to be your home.
Now, it is true that we live in interesting times. Times of great change, which some will call chaos and others will call opportunity. The dilemma is that there are fewer and fewer rules, because the rules were unfair and got us to where we are now. Increasingly we must rely on love, honesty, trust, and revelation.
Anything becomes possible, to call everyone Home.
"May you live in interesting times". This has been rumored to be an old Chinese curse, but there has been found no evidence for this. The best records show that the curse is the first of three of increasing severity, invented by some British diplomat to China in the early 20th century. The "curses" are, in order:
1) May you live in interesting times
2) May you come to the attention of those in authority
3) May you find what you are looking for
How strange. These three wishes sound like blessings to me!
But I guess that's only if you're sensing the light and you're excited to grow, like a blossom turned to the dawn. I want life to be interesting (I trust it will turn out well), I want the higher divine powers to notice and work with me (we each have so much to offer), and I want us to find what we each came here for, which is to live the life of ours souls upon the New Earth. Freedom, prosperity, and joy for all.
The time has come to recognize home. Some have decided that home is a heaven to which they will be raised, high above the destruction of the old Earth, where the majority of humanity will remain to weep and gnash their teeth eternally for the sins they have committed.
That seems so very sad and unecessary. Have you not cried long enough, for the mistakes blindly made which separated you from the life that you should have known?
New Earth Light sounds like a refreshment to me. New Earth Lite, more delicious, fewer calories, enjoy it guilt-free!
What if the cost of admission to your new life was your cynicism, your pain, your suffering? What if you had to let the heavy stuff go, in order to live a little, laugh a little, get used to more love?
Could the old world, so hurt and scared, have a flip side? Could nature rebound, could you suddenly love, could you know what to do, could you open your eyes?
1) May you live in interesting times
2) May you come to the attention of those in authority
3) May you find what you are looking for
Blessings or curse, half empty half full, coming or going... you decide.
To cling with fear to the old world whose illusory control is ending forever, and take your chances on survival. You might live, that is true, but what life is that, when so many of those whom you love will not make it with you, and the planet will be sick and choking as you manage to scrape by.
None deserve such a fate, least of all you. You who hold a light deep inside, you who love more than you know.
Or you can choose to remember the Hope of your Soul, that childhood inspiration, expectation even, that got buried inside. To one day live the life to which you belonged, the one that you're perfect for. The life that you just knew had to exist for you to have ever been born, complete with your destiny to be free in a safe happy world.
We call this latter choice the New Earth, but in truth it was the first and only choice there ever was. Only our eyes grew dim with a loss of recognition, as we layered the thoughts and feelings that said it could not begin here. We felt abandoned and hopeless, our actions turned us against each other and ourselves.
Still, what is left of the dream forgives us, and keeps us alive.
The Light of the New Earth is what we hope to share in this blog, because we have seen its great rosy glow. Suffusing and redefining the magic of every day, New Earth Light is already known, in commonplace ordinary powers. Powers of honesty, trust, revelation, and love. Powers so gentle and strong that they change everything for the remainer of time, which is why tyrants and despots cannot bear to look, for then it's revealed how little strength they themselves own.
They tyranny of the false choice is the final curse that you live under now.
You are so very close to having come Home.
You decide.
The Earth wanted to be your home.
Now, it is true that we live in interesting times. Times of great change, which some will call chaos and others will call opportunity. The dilemma is that there are fewer and fewer rules, because the rules were unfair and got us to where we are now. Increasingly we must rely on love, honesty, trust, and revelation.
Anything becomes possible, to call everyone Home.
"May you live in interesting times". This has been rumored to be an old Chinese curse, but there has been found no evidence for this. The best records show that the curse is the first of three of increasing severity, invented by some British diplomat to China in the early 20th century. The "curses" are, in order:
1) May you live in interesting times
2) May you come to the attention of those in authority
3) May you find what you are looking for
How strange. These three wishes sound like blessings to me!
But I guess that's only if you're sensing the light and you're excited to grow, like a blossom turned to the dawn. I want life to be interesting (I trust it will turn out well), I want the higher divine powers to notice and work with me (we each have so much to offer), and I want us to find what we each came here for, which is to live the life of ours souls upon the New Earth. Freedom, prosperity, and joy for all.
The time has come to recognize home. Some have decided that home is a heaven to which they will be raised, high above the destruction of the old Earth, where the majority of humanity will remain to weep and gnash their teeth eternally for the sins they have committed.
That seems so very sad and unecessary. Have you not cried long enough, for the mistakes blindly made which separated you from the life that you should have known?
New Earth Light sounds like a refreshment to me. New Earth Lite, more delicious, fewer calories, enjoy it guilt-free!
What if the cost of admission to your new life was your cynicism, your pain, your suffering? What if you had to let the heavy stuff go, in order to live a little, laugh a little, get used to more love?
Could the old world, so hurt and scared, have a flip side? Could nature rebound, could you suddenly love, could you know what to do, could you open your eyes?
1) May you live in interesting times
2) May you come to the attention of those in authority
3) May you find what you are looking for
Blessings or curse, half empty half full, coming or going... you decide.
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Old Beliefs New Beliefs
I can move with the Spirit, to be safe and secure, to do just what needs to be done.
Some of us are very practical. We do the daily chores, follow the rules, excel in all the conventional ways. Then we fall apart when the little voice calls from inside and beyond, to do something no one else could. Something incredibly personal, something that will expose us to ourselves and the world, something that comes from our Soul. It’s so uncertain and vulnerable, we wish it would go away but it won’t. Something like speak a powerful truth, sing or make art, lead a movement, or just fall in love.
Most of all, fall in love.
Others of us are more comfortable in our ideals. People call us eccentric, we don’t mind. We sing, we make art, we philosophize and observe. We feel safer with God than the people next door. We find patterns to life, poetry in the movements of nature. But when it comes to paying the bills, getting a job, or just reading the news, we struggle to cope, we’re secretly or blatantly terrified.
Please don’t leave me here God!
Most of us learn, some more and some less, to cycle back and forth. But always it’s hard. Hard to change, hard to cope. Hard to meet the increasing demands of a fast changing world, destination unknown.
For all of us, life pushes us on. The people next door might seem to have it all, and then one day we find out the truth. They were scared and alone and struggling too.
Two voices, deep inside, and they’re both really our own. One says keep going, you’ve got to believe, give it all a chance to work out. The other says you know, it might just be easier to give up and die.
Then there are the shining Ones from Beyond, who say that our lives are precious gifts. Receive and believe, love and grow.
What do they know, they don't have to live here.
They say that human needs are gifts too, they help us grow. Cherish your needs, they open doors, ask and it shall be given.
What nerve.
“But how else could it ever work out?” asks the voice which longs to see Heaven on Earth. To live the love, to wake the dream, to be a citizen of the New Earth.
The old belief that we each need to step beyond goes something like this:
I can’t change what I’m doing, I’ll get lost and I’ll die.
The affirmation that I hear, the call to New Earth, is both practical and ideal:
I can move with the Spirit, to be safe and secure, to do just what needs to be done.
God bless your own journey into Love; the future that begins here wants to see you there too.
Some of us are very practical. We do the daily chores, follow the rules, excel in all the conventional ways. Then we fall apart when the little voice calls from inside and beyond, to do something no one else could. Something incredibly personal, something that will expose us to ourselves and the world, something that comes from our Soul. It’s so uncertain and vulnerable, we wish it would go away but it won’t. Something like speak a powerful truth, sing or make art, lead a movement, or just fall in love.
Most of all, fall in love.
Others of us are more comfortable in our ideals. People call us eccentric, we don’t mind. We sing, we make art, we philosophize and observe. We feel safer with God than the people next door. We find patterns to life, poetry in the movements of nature. But when it comes to paying the bills, getting a job, or just reading the news, we struggle to cope, we’re secretly or blatantly terrified.
Please don’t leave me here God!
Most of us learn, some more and some less, to cycle back and forth. But always it’s hard. Hard to change, hard to cope. Hard to meet the increasing demands of a fast changing world, destination unknown.
For all of us, life pushes us on. The people next door might seem to have it all, and then one day we find out the truth. They were scared and alone and struggling too.
Two voices, deep inside, and they’re both really our own. One says keep going, you’ve got to believe, give it all a chance to work out. The other says you know, it might just be easier to give up and die.
Then there are the shining Ones from Beyond, who say that our lives are precious gifts. Receive and believe, love and grow.
What do they know, they don't have to live here.
They say that human needs are gifts too, they help us grow. Cherish your needs, they open doors, ask and it shall be given.
What nerve.
“But how else could it ever work out?” asks the voice which longs to see Heaven on Earth. To live the love, to wake the dream, to be a citizen of the New Earth.
The old belief that we each need to step beyond goes something like this:
I can’t change what I’m doing, I’ll get lost and I’ll die.
The affirmation that I hear, the call to New Earth, is both practical and ideal:
I can move with the Spirit, to be safe and secure, to do just what needs to be done.
God bless your own journey into Love; the future that begins here wants to see you there too.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Come Sail Away With Me
Great song lyrics usually have unconscious meanings that the writer may not have considered but which then resonate for the ages. Some say that the Chicago band Styx with their 1977 hit "Come Sail Away" meant little more than trendy space metaphors for becoming free and inspired in life, but I see a template for the ascension of the human spirit.
(Be sure to hear or purchase the full 6 minute album version)
Come Sail Away lyrics
songwriter Dennis DeYoung, © STYGIAN SONGS; ALMO MUSIC CORP;
I'm sailing away
Set an open course for the Virgin Sea
'Cause I've got to be free
Free to face the life that's ahead of me
The human being feels the need to be more true to their inner self (soul), and looks to the fluidity of the ocean as a metaphor for breaking away from land-locked social conventions. Most esoteric philosophies (theosophy for example) teach four body vehicles or planes of the human spirit, and these are represented in the land as the physical, sea as the emotional (astral), air as the mental, and space as the spiritual (causal).
On board, I'm the captain
So climb aboard
We'll search for tomorrow on every shore
And I'll try, oh Lord, I'll try to carry on
Sailing is setting out into the untested (virgin) potentials and more fluid energies of the greater self. The physical human being dares to be its own master (captain) and explore the emotional waters in an earthly conceived vessel (sailing ship), hoping to reach a brighter tomorrow while calling upon the higher self (Lord) for strength to endure trials. Each higher plane's energies are inherently less controllable, offering more freedom of movement, so surrendering to a higher guiding power is both humbling and required.
I look to the sea
Reflections in the waves spark my memory
Some happy, some sad
I think of childhood friends and the dreams we had
The waves' light reflections are the mirrors of self in reality (the people and events in our lives), which are most evocative and powerful when one lives emotionally. As one aligns with the soul, memories of pure childhood expectations for divine living return to the consciousness, some happy (when life delivered love and dreams) some sad (when failures shocked the spirit).
We lived happily forever
So the story goes
But somehow we missed out on the pot of gold
But we'll try best that we can to carry on
The myth of living happily ever after is a story we tell ourselves, when we know that we missed out on a greater truth of self (the pot of gold). Again, we pray to the higher self for strength to carry on, and comfort comes to know we're not alone in our needs for soul community.
A gathering of Angels appeared above my head
They sang to me this song of hope and this is what they said
They said, "Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me lads
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me baby
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me"
Then the angels appear above the seeker's head. These are the messengers of the mental plane, including sylphs and air elementals who bring hope of the mind's higher existence secure above the emotional waves. There are soul-based reasons and truths for the ups and downs of daily living, there are absolute divine lessons that call us to come sail away, to fly higher than the physical and emotional human can reach.
A higher power is calling us Home, and there is even the allusion in the lyrics to the masculine and feminine energies working in harmony, with a crew of gods and the resident goddess all voyaging together to discover (co-create) All That Is. "Come sail away lads" then "Come sail away baby" calls the captain. Okay sure, I'm a romantic, but unconscious small details seem to me significant.
I thought that they were Angels, but to my surprise
We climbed aboard their starship, we headed for the skies
Singing, come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me lads
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me
The seeker thinks the angelic mental plane is the ultimate level, for it gives an empowering perspective from the air on the land and the sea. But to the human mind's surprise, there are worlds beyond Earth, whose visitors are irrational because no human physics can get us there. These are the celestial heavens of outer space and inner spirit, from which whole new paradigms of love and planetary reinvention come.
Extraterrestrials are guides to the human race's potentials, and they come to us energetically, bidding us now to sail in a whole new way, on starships beyond our imagination. The human soul has cosmic origins, the ascension process is about going Home, the home that was called for by the childhood memories of dreams. The child's pure spirit has returned to the seeker, trailing clouds of glory, enabling the ascended seeker to now reach down to more lost souls below, lifting them with the inherited invitation to “come sail away with me.”
Irresistably.
It is interesting to note where this song fits in the career of the band. Styx was a prolific and talented group that had already released six albums since 1972, but success was slow to build, with the single “Lady” only becoming a hit two years after their second album from which it came. Band member Dennis DeYoung says he wrote “Come Sail Away” in 1977 in a state of deep depression for the seventh album “Grand Illusion” after the last two albums still hadn’t sold well despite the hit “Lady”. The mood of the new song was not depressed however but incredibly uplifting, so where did it really come from?
Then everything changed, because “Grand Illusion” went triple-platinum, commenced a series of four consecutive multi-platinum albums, and its signature hit “Come Sail Away” went on to be the favorite to close every concert for the rest of their careers, with ecstatic audiences singing the final refrains. Debate continues whether the lyrics are best taken as metaphorical or literal, with fans of both interpretations. A profound energy had clearly entered the world with this anthem.
For myself, it has taken decades to reach the center of my life and love, where my soul and its companions have always waited for me. After my best friend and I connected more recently with celestial beings in our meditations, the song “Come Sail Away” came back to me in a dream of Styx playing on my high school stage (never happened of course, and the lead singer acted afterward like a side of me unsure of what had just come over him). When I awoke I suddenly remembered how in the late 70's I sang it and felt ecstatic tears for several weeks after I first borrowed the record and heard the lyrics.
Even as a young teen I was functioning at a pretty clear level of intuition, so yes the angels and starship made me think of the vision of Ezekial (1:1-28) which I loved as a child flipping through the Bible at church, and which others have cited with regard to this song (of course Chariots of the Gods by Erich von Däniken made all this stuff popular in the seventies). So the total song experience for me back then was to make my mind feel like it was filled with the white light of a great UFO calling to me, the kind I've dreamt about and imagined many times since.
(Other pop songs in college would touch the feeling again but with a greater sense of what had been lost, like Blue Öyster Cult with "Take Me Away" and the German-Austrian band DÖF with "Codo". These I had already returned to recently before recalling "Come Sail Away" - it is interesting how the soul unwinds the past in the healing of what we call memories.)
When I told my friend of that morning's Styx dream, they remembered the hit song (we’d been reminiscing about our youth lately) but they hadn’t known the power of the lyrics. Impressed, the next day they turned on the radio to immediately hear "Come Sail Away" playing, and catch it again on another station a few hours later. Other synchronicities and mystical sensations demonstrated to us the alignment of a lot of pure energy.
My friends and I continue to develop our connections to each other and the cosmic beings who are here to help heal the Earth with their advanced civilizations of light and love. The song is to us both literal and metaphorical in the highest of senses. "Come Sail Away" feels now like a good shamanic theme for our work together, as we cross and re-cross daily the Stygian boundaries between past and future, actual and potential, lower and upper worlds.
Postscript:
The end of the band's successful run makes a telling footnote as well. Like many rock groups, Styx was absurdly accused in the early eighties by religious fundamentalists of hiding backward Satanic messages in their music. Dennis DeYoung, writer of "Come Sail Away", joked "we had enough trouble to make the music sound right forward."
But DeYoung went further with his theatrical ambitions to push the band respond with a rock opera in 1983 called "Kilroy was here", in which DeYoung played a star musician imprisoned in a future society by robots controlled by a charismatic evangelist who had worked to outlaw rock music. The project spawned several hits, but the exhausting and expensive stage show that followed proved the final straw and the band broke apart. DeYoung continued a solo career, bringing "Come Sail Away" to more audiences around the world, leading them to sing along even in full symphonic settings. The story is not over either.
So I can certainly relate to the evidence that DeYoung, a devout Roman Catholic, was a priest essence struggling to be free within past life church influences, and his mission had always been spiritual. I'm sure he did what he had to do. But the lesson I take is that to maintain the highest energies it is not worth lowering yourself to your critics. Let yourself be called by the heavens, and then call to more who are ready: Come, Sail Away With Me!
(-: (-: (-: O :-) :-) :-)
(Be sure to hear or purchase the full 6 minute album version)
Come Sail Away lyrics
songwriter Dennis DeYoung, © STYGIAN SONGS; ALMO MUSIC CORP;
I'm sailing away
Set an open course for the Virgin Sea
'Cause I've got to be free
Free to face the life that's ahead of me
The human being feels the need to be more true to their inner self (soul), and looks to the fluidity of the ocean as a metaphor for breaking away from land-locked social conventions. Most esoteric philosophies (theosophy for example) teach four body vehicles or planes of the human spirit, and these are represented in the land as the physical, sea as the emotional (astral), air as the mental, and space as the spiritual (causal).
On board, I'm the captain
So climb aboard
We'll search for tomorrow on every shore
And I'll try, oh Lord, I'll try to carry on
Sailing is setting out into the untested (virgin) potentials and more fluid energies of the greater self. The physical human being dares to be its own master (captain) and explore the emotional waters in an earthly conceived vessel (sailing ship), hoping to reach a brighter tomorrow while calling upon the higher self (Lord) for strength to endure trials. Each higher plane's energies are inherently less controllable, offering more freedom of movement, so surrendering to a higher guiding power is both humbling and required.
I look to the sea
Reflections in the waves spark my memory
Some happy, some sad
I think of childhood friends and the dreams we had
The waves' light reflections are the mirrors of self in reality (the people and events in our lives), which are most evocative and powerful when one lives emotionally. As one aligns with the soul, memories of pure childhood expectations for divine living return to the consciousness, some happy (when life delivered love and dreams) some sad (when failures shocked the spirit).
We lived happily forever
So the story goes
But somehow we missed out on the pot of gold
But we'll try best that we can to carry on
The myth of living happily ever after is a story we tell ourselves, when we know that we missed out on a greater truth of self (the pot of gold). Again, we pray to the higher self for strength to carry on, and comfort comes to know we're not alone in our needs for soul community.
A gathering of Angels appeared above my head
They sang to me this song of hope and this is what they said
They said, "Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me lads
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me baby
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me"
Then the angels appear above the seeker's head. These are the messengers of the mental plane, including sylphs and air elementals who bring hope of the mind's higher existence secure above the emotional waves. There are soul-based reasons and truths for the ups and downs of daily living, there are absolute divine lessons that call us to come sail away, to fly higher than the physical and emotional human can reach.
A higher power is calling us Home, and there is even the allusion in the lyrics to the masculine and feminine energies working in harmony, with a crew of gods and the resident goddess all voyaging together to discover (co-create) All That Is. "Come sail away lads" then "Come sail away baby" calls the captain. Okay sure, I'm a romantic, but unconscious small details seem to me significant.
I thought that they were Angels, but to my surprise
We climbed aboard their starship, we headed for the skies
Singing, come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me lads
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me
The seeker thinks the angelic mental plane is the ultimate level, for it gives an empowering perspective from the air on the land and the sea. But to the human mind's surprise, there are worlds beyond Earth, whose visitors are irrational because no human physics can get us there. These are the celestial heavens of outer space and inner spirit, from which whole new paradigms of love and planetary reinvention come.
Extraterrestrials are guides to the human race's potentials, and they come to us energetically, bidding us now to sail in a whole new way, on starships beyond our imagination. The human soul has cosmic origins, the ascension process is about going Home, the home that was called for by the childhood memories of dreams. The child's pure spirit has returned to the seeker, trailing clouds of glory, enabling the ascended seeker to now reach down to more lost souls below, lifting them with the inherited invitation to “come sail away with me.”
Irresistably.
It is interesting to note where this song fits in the career of the band. Styx was a prolific and talented group that had already released six albums since 1972, but success was slow to build, with the single “Lady” only becoming a hit two years after their second album from which it came. Band member Dennis DeYoung says he wrote “Come Sail Away” in 1977 in a state of deep depression for the seventh album “Grand Illusion” after the last two albums still hadn’t sold well despite the hit “Lady”. The mood of the new song was not depressed however but incredibly uplifting, so where did it really come from?
Then everything changed, because “Grand Illusion” went triple-platinum, commenced a series of four consecutive multi-platinum albums, and its signature hit “Come Sail Away” went on to be the favorite to close every concert for the rest of their careers, with ecstatic audiences singing the final refrains. Debate continues whether the lyrics are best taken as metaphorical or literal, with fans of both interpretations. A profound energy had clearly entered the world with this anthem.
For myself, it has taken decades to reach the center of my life and love, where my soul and its companions have always waited for me. After my best friend and I connected more recently with celestial beings in our meditations, the song “Come Sail Away” came back to me in a dream of Styx playing on my high school stage (never happened of course, and the lead singer acted afterward like a side of me unsure of what had just come over him). When I awoke I suddenly remembered how in the late 70's I sang it and felt ecstatic tears for several weeks after I first borrowed the record and heard the lyrics.
Even as a young teen I was functioning at a pretty clear level of intuition, so yes the angels and starship made me think of the vision of Ezekial (1:1-28) which I loved as a child flipping through the Bible at church, and which others have cited with regard to this song (of course Chariots of the Gods by Erich von Däniken made all this stuff popular in the seventies). So the total song experience for me back then was to make my mind feel like it was filled with the white light of a great UFO calling to me, the kind I've dreamt about and imagined many times since.
(Other pop songs in college would touch the feeling again but with a greater sense of what had been lost, like Blue Öyster Cult with "Take Me Away" and the German-Austrian band DÖF with "Codo". These I had already returned to recently before recalling "Come Sail Away" - it is interesting how the soul unwinds the past in the healing of what we call memories.)
When I told my friend of that morning's Styx dream, they remembered the hit song (we’d been reminiscing about our youth lately) but they hadn’t known the power of the lyrics. Impressed, the next day they turned on the radio to immediately hear "Come Sail Away" playing, and catch it again on another station a few hours later. Other synchronicities and mystical sensations demonstrated to us the alignment of a lot of pure energy.
My friends and I continue to develop our connections to each other and the cosmic beings who are here to help heal the Earth with their advanced civilizations of light and love. The song is to us both literal and metaphorical in the highest of senses. "Come Sail Away" feels now like a good shamanic theme for our work together, as we cross and re-cross daily the Stygian boundaries between past and future, actual and potential, lower and upper worlds.
Postscript:
The end of the band's successful run makes a telling footnote as well. Like many rock groups, Styx was absurdly accused in the early eighties by religious fundamentalists of hiding backward Satanic messages in their music. Dennis DeYoung, writer of "Come Sail Away", joked "we had enough trouble to make the music sound right forward."
But DeYoung went further with his theatrical ambitions to push the band respond with a rock opera in 1983 called "Kilroy was here", in which DeYoung played a star musician imprisoned in a future society by robots controlled by a charismatic evangelist who had worked to outlaw rock music. The project spawned several hits, but the exhausting and expensive stage show that followed proved the final straw and the band broke apart. DeYoung continued a solo career, bringing "Come Sail Away" to more audiences around the world, leading them to sing along even in full symphonic settings. The story is not over either.
So I can certainly relate to the evidence that DeYoung, a devout Roman Catholic, was a priest essence struggling to be free within past life church influences, and his mission had always been spiritual. I'm sure he did what he had to do. But the lesson I take is that to maintain the highest energies it is not worth lowering yourself to your critics. Let yourself be called by the heavens, and then call to more who are ready: Come, Sail Away With Me!
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