Sunday, May 25, 2008
collective emotion
I remember in that time frame that Petunia and I had a lengthy talk about the emotional wave and the weather. They are one in the same, even share the same name, climate and emotional climate. It is where your emotions go when you're finished with them, as they collect in the atmosphere and become the local weather patterns.
The ancient Greeks understood the powerfulness of collective emotion, and in their mythology named their highest ranked god as a personification of the might of collective energy. It is unfortunate that the Greeks personification of energy was mistranslated into the judgmental God of the old testament, for that was hardly their intent or teaching.
Of course it is easy at the end of May, 08 to predict unusual and powerful weather patterns, especially after the appearance of tornados, cyclones, and the China earthquake. But she also gave a nudge towards a large earthquake in central California near Bakersfield, probably during the hot summer of this year.
Remember she said, that not only is emotion and weather related, but the yellow Vold energy moves like an earthquake, and you can expect earth shaking energy releases wherever large groups of Volds congregate in restriction.
The ancient Greeks understood the powerfulness of collective emotion, and in their mythology named their highest ranked god as a personification of the might of collective energy. It is unfortunate that the Greeks personification of energy was mistranslated into the judgmental God of the old testament, for that was hardly their intent or teaching.
Of course it is easy at the end of May, 08 to predict unusual and powerful weather patterns, especially after the appearance of tornados, cyclones, and the China earthquake. But she also gave a nudge towards a large earthquake in central California near Bakersfield, probably during the hot summer of this year.
Remember she said, that not only is emotion and weather related, but the yellow Vold energy moves like an earthquake, and you can expect earth shaking energy releases wherever large groups of Volds congregate in restriction.
God of Weather or collective emotion
The weather faithfully reflects the feelings of the individuals in any given local territory. Overall weather patterns follow deeper inner rhythms of emotion.
Remember that ideas are as natural as the weather. They follow patterns, then, and obey certain laws even as more strictly physical phenomena do.
- Seth, The Nature of Personal Reality
Remember that ideas are as natural as the weather. They follow patterns, then, and obey certain laws even as more strictly physical phenomena do.
- Seth, The Nature of Personal Reality
January 19, 2008
Just a simple pulling on the string tie of my ROTE gift was enough to unleash a flood of information. Something about an election year and an emotional wave. Not that I hadn't felt the change in energy mid-September when it became a strong energy of expansion. Wherever I placed my attention, the energy expanded, and woe be it to myself and those who continued to try to use old familiar methods of manipulation and control. Pushing energy meant that it would just push back like a mirror effect, and create exactly what wasn't wanted. It was highly noticeable.
It was also something about the intensity of shifting. I didn't trust it enough to post anything to list, but I did create an image and post to my flickr site to record the event and date, and then get used to the mechanics of ROTE information, as it arrives in a multidimensional fashion. It is a knowing.
Not that Petunia is telling me my future, but more that she is making me aware of my present which becomes my future, and I hold more of an awareness of the collective movement of energy. Tighten your seat belt, it's going to be a wild ride.
It was also something about the intensity of shifting. I didn't trust it enough to post anything to list, but I did create an image and post to my flickr site to record the event and date, and then get used to the mechanics of ROTE information, as it arrives in a multidimensional fashion. It is a knowing.
Not that Petunia is telling me my future, but more that she is making me aware of my present which becomes my future, and I hold more of an awareness of the collective movement of energy. Tighten your seat belt, it's going to be a wild ride.
A ROTE is sent with an image to help define the core concept of the thought ball.
I know I haven't shared anything about Petunia in the last few months, not that she has disappeared or discontinued, but more that she is a lingering guiding spirit in the back of my mind, always available. It is that her information is quite personal to me, and her interaction is often difficult for me to explain.
Last Christmas eve I had gone to friends houses to celebrate and consequently had consumed much to much wine and smoke to trust my self to drive the short distance home. I wasn't sleepy, but feeling woozy, and I asked permission to sit upright in a wing back chair after everyone else had retired to dream of sugar plums and Santa. I was in that twilight space between wake and sleep, and I could feel a large bundle of wire directly over the top of my head. The image in my mind was that it was much like a UFO sighting, where the craft would be described as the length of a football field, but I knew it wasn't a craft, rather the image of a ball of wire. And I could see the end protruding out as though to touch my shoulder. It was a strange experience indeed, and lasted perhaps two hours, until I finally felt well enough to make the journey home.
The next morning was difficult, as I had planned to cook a turkey, but every movement of mine seemed laborious. I hadn't thought to ask Petunia right away, but at some point in the morning I made the connection to her. "What was that?" I asked, and she explained that she had sent me a Christmas present in the form of a ROTE. It was meant to be an overwhelming presence for my noticing, and the ball of wire was similar to the size of cable on a suspension bridge. The image, she said, was similar to the cover page of a FAX, to illustrate the contents of the transmission, like the cover of a book would be. The cable represents the size of the capability of data available like an internet cable connection, only immense.
I thought for a while I had received a gigantic vapor encyclopedia that I could access anytime, like air Goggle, and that was pretty stupendous. But having the answers ready and available didn't mean much until I could come up with some questions, and I just didn't seem to have any questions. Although I did feel confident that my gift would be available whenever I chose to access it.
I didn't do much with my gift for a couple weeks. I told a few people about it, just so I could enjoy the strange looks I get in return, but all in all it seemed as though my gift remained unwrapped. However, the image haunted me and mid January I researched to find a similar image to post to my flickr site just to record the event and the date.
Last Christmas eve I had gone to friends houses to celebrate and consequently had consumed much to much wine and smoke to trust my self to drive the short distance home. I wasn't sleepy, but feeling woozy, and I asked permission to sit upright in a wing back chair after everyone else had retired to dream of sugar plums and Santa. I was in that twilight space between wake and sleep, and I could feel a large bundle of wire directly over the top of my head. The image in my mind was that it was much like a UFO sighting, where the craft would be described as the length of a football field, but I knew it wasn't a craft, rather the image of a ball of wire. And I could see the end protruding out as though to touch my shoulder. It was a strange experience indeed, and lasted perhaps two hours, until I finally felt well enough to make the journey home.
The next morning was difficult, as I had planned to cook a turkey, but every movement of mine seemed laborious. I hadn't thought to ask Petunia right away, but at some point in the morning I made the connection to her. "What was that?" I asked, and she explained that she had sent me a Christmas present in the form of a ROTE. It was meant to be an overwhelming presence for my noticing, and the ball of wire was similar to the size of cable on a suspension bridge. The image, she said, was similar to the cover page of a FAX, to illustrate the contents of the transmission, like the cover of a book would be. The cable represents the size of the capability of data available like an internet cable connection, only immense.
I thought for a while I had received a gigantic vapor encyclopedia that I could access anytime, like air Goggle, and that was pretty stupendous. But having the answers ready and available didn't mean much until I could come up with some questions, and I just didn't seem to have any questions. Although I did feel confident that my gift would be available whenever I chose to access it.
I didn't do much with my gift for a couple weeks. I told a few people about it, just so I could enjoy the strange looks I get in return, but all in all it seemed as though my gift remained unwrapped. However, the image haunted me and mid January I researched to find a similar image to post to my flickr site just to record the event and the date.
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