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At The Verge of a Society Meltdown Keeping The Light Radiating

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It's June 1st and the US is being torn with a wave of demonstrations, mostly peaceful, turned into looting acts. The fear is palpable, if not for the uncertainty. We might be paranoid but we removed the furniture on the front porch because residential areas would be next after looters pillage businesses.

Yesterday's looting was abysmal. It feels like society at its end. I feel I am witnessing yet again Athens at the end of its heyday, a feeling I've had for so long -- anticipation. Looters were driving their own cars and making off with boxes on items. We can blame them for their actions but they certainly did not happen in a vacuum. We all hold a part of the responsibility but not the act itself.

The night was spent with helicopter hovering, fireworks mixed with gunshots. The African American man who past away at the end of three -- I can't think of the right words to describe these men -- police officers stirred a country ready to explode, if not implode. The elite is hunkering down in their mansions hoping the weather the storm. Good luck with that one!

Yesterday we had a 6 pm county lockdown but our city said at 8 pm. It makes you wonder who's in charge of what sometimes? Today, we had a curfew of 4 pm, which turned into 5 pm. I just saw a young lady walking her dog at 5:30 pm. Go figure!

With all this, I feel strangely calm. I feel a feeling of peace coming over me as if I had been previously trained to handle tough times. I feel I've lived through much worse and I intuitively know what we can and need to do. But the one thing I feel we are doing differently is to hold the space of the result which is glowingly positive when it gets there.

So I'm thinking of all my sisters and brothers of the Light as we hold that Light and let it spread, one connection to the next.

So What If This Is Just A Big Simulation?

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I love the idea of what if the world and the Universe is just a simulation?

Indeed, what if it is? What does it change? If the illusion feels real, then the feeling is just as real as what we perceive to be real, whether or not.

Someone asked me what would I do if I walk in a place and saw a fight. Do I go in and punch everything that moves or do I take a step back and see how I can help bring the situation back to a middle ground? Obviously, no one wants to make a situation worse.

That question was asked in the greater context of those who do not believe human activity has impact environmental changes. Today's COVID-19 pandemic and the lack of traffic has shown that human behavior has negatively impacted our environment. It also shows that whether we believe it or not, why add to what is a mess and getting worse for us?

So what if it is just a big simulation? I'd still rather do my best and not add anything unneeded to a situation. But that opens up a can of worms as to those who feel they have been told to act by less than angelic beings. And this brings us to another monkey wrench.

"Everything is dual; everything has poles; everything
 has its pair of opposites; like and unlike are the same;
 opposites are identical in nature, but different in degree;
 extremes meet; all truths are but half-truths; all paradoxes
 may be reconciled."--The Kybalion.

As Above, So Below. As Below, So Above.

Reaching Out To The Critical Mass

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I've been wondering how to reach out to the critical mass and keep expectations in line with the Univers' desires? And spoiler alert, I don't have the answer.

We mostly all want what's best for ourselves and others. We should also want what's best for Mother Earth. After all, she sustains us. After going to Facebook to gauge what is happening out there, I find that locally, people are doing well, but online, it's another story. Facebook is shaping up to be a cesspool of negativity throughout COVID-19. If locally, people have done well, at least around me, Facebook is showing a different grim picture. Many are all too eager to believe whatever mass media news spews and disregarding scientists and doctors. The latest wave of anti-hydroxychloroquine propaganda is a testament to how powerful the pharmaceutical industry has gotten and it's not slowing down at all.

So how do you reach out to the mass? That part alludes to me. So far, COVID-19 has been more of an intellectual conundrum filled with tidbits that don't add up for the most part.

Take into consideration that last I checked, five companies own all US news. That means five for-profit companies own all newspapers, TV channels, and radio stations. What are the chances their advertising system could flaw the news? And no, there aren't any independent governing bodies making sure they are impartial. Even the once-venerable The Lancet is not exempt from controversies as it engaged in open criticism of the World Health Organization (WHO), rejecting its claims on how efficient homeopathy is, among a few are a fabricated article. See Wikipedia for more information just to start your simple research. Its latest attack on Hydroxychloroquine is a mishmash of big data based on terminal patients given the drug, a well-known fact it is useless at that stage.

Where Is That Big Spritual Community?

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For the past few years, I've been wondering where our spiritual community is.

With COVID-19 putting the brakes on our destructive ways, it's the perfect time to seek out like-minded folks and our elders who can teach us to move up the proverbial spiritual spiral case. But where are they? Where is that spiritual community?

The Galactic Free Press is an amazing place with many jewels I come to read every day. I look forward to The Creator Writing every day, as well as Trinity Esoterics. But I'd love to see much more and see what others feel, see and do, without convincing or try to sway others. I'd like to see how everyone is moving on without a teacher spin to it. Just simple human beings exchanging what they're witnessing, what they're going through, and what they are feeling.

I feel we're very close to being able to do that without pushing an agenda or letting our egos get the best of us. Does anyone want to try? We can build a room here and give it a spin. If we fail, too bad. If it works, we all benefit.

How The Industrial Revolution Failed to Bring Us Meaning and Well-Being.

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Can you guess where this one comes from?

Eric Fromm, the famous humanistic psychoanalysis rocked the world in the 1970s when he wrote The Art of Loving. It was part of a series of books that shed light on basic human foundations, love, well-being, etc. He also wrote To Have Or To Be? and later The Art of Being, both of which I haven't read yet. Both seems like the perfect read while in this COVID-19 forced rest.

BrainPicking writes on the topic of all humans want to live but don't necessarily think about how:

"That we want to live, that we like to live, are facts that require no explanation. But if we ask how we want to live — what we seek from life, what makes life meaningful for us — then indeed we deal with questions (and they are more or less identical) to which people will give many different answers. Some will say they want love, others will choose power, others security, others sensuous pleasure and comfort, others fame; but most would probably agree in the statement that what they want is happiness. This is also what most philosophers and theologians have declared to be the aim of human striving. However, if happiness covers such different, and mostly mutually exclusive, contents as the ones just mentioned, it becomes an abstraction and thus rather useless. What matters is to examine what the term “happiness” means…"

But from having our needs met and our wishes fulfilled leads to the question of what do we actually want?

Fromm goes on to say:

I Sneezed and I got Very Scared

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It's interesting to see the consequences of COVID-19. This little virus brought the world to a standstill. As much fear as it struck in the hearts of all, it also brought out the best and sometimes the worst in humans.

While the skies are clearer, animals venture back on the Earth, people engage more than ever with each other and taste that elusive quality of life, I sneezed and I got scared.

It's one thing to read the news and formulate an intellectual point of view. Although I pride myself on being somewhat neutral, I caught myself being complacent in intellectualizing the effects of COVID-19. I'm still not sure which is better, isolate, or brave the virus. Either way, I'd rather play it safe. But then I sneezed and that scared me.

I spent yesterday hunkered at home. Didn't step out once. I felt a little under the weather. My head felt like it does when I have a cold. I never can tell well the difference between a cold and the flu, or a virus and a bacteria. It all feels the same to me or perhaps, I'm not that in tune with the subtleties of my body messages. I crashed during the day. I slept like a baby. I drank plenty of fluids, took plenty of Vitamin C and Zinc, and put Ravintsara on my tongue. I didn't sleep well. What if I have COVID-19? Will I be rushed to the emergency room and live on 40% of my breathing capacity? And that could be the best-case scenario? What if I give it to my wife or my friends' daughter who came on a dog walk with me the day before?

It's a sobering thought away from formulas, theories, and intellectualization. It's a sober reminder that despite listening to political buffoons and their not so hidden agendas or other non-scientifically trained public talking heads when you sneeze you get very scared these days.

When Communication Goes: "Splotch!"

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As someone geared towards communicating, I tend to see the world as an embracing Universe interested in sharing and exchanging ideas. I often miss the eventual miscommunication periods of life. They come unsuspecting and they always take me by surprise.

Sometimes I wonder if I can't see the signs clearly on the road of life. Sometimes? Most of the time! I swear I will curtail my strange Facebook curiosity by going less but I'm intrigued. What else are people say8ng? Nothing much more but burn the witches and offer no solutions in general. I'm often on LinkedIn where the conversations are more often of better quality. But even there, a few folks love to argue and read between the lines what they want to see.

Overall, Covid-19 has had a positive effect on people around me. I live in Southern California and "social distancing" is respected. The term is awful and predicts an ugly manipulative agenda. We'll deal with it at some point. People engage more. People want to feel more connected. Despite the Facebook rants and panic bot messages, what I see, hear, and experience here is vastly more positive than negative.

Sometimes miscommunication happens and it's not always the fault of the original communicator. Sure, things can be better explained, but that's part of the back and forth. After the second round of answers, we get the idea and gracefully move on to the next step. But sometimes you got those folks who don't sign their names nor show their face taking personal shots at you. Trolls are an odd manifestation of our society. Unhappy with your life? Take it out on someone in almost complete anonymity.

OK, what's the silver thread here? Oh yes. Confucious says things happen. The rest, we can only take in stride, center back, don't take it personally, and send loving thoughts and vibes to those in need. Simple, no?

Back to Work, OK, But Not Back to Normal

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For all the cheers and pleas to go back to work, getting back to normal was never that normal. It bears the question. Has the 100th monkey stepped into the equation or to put it in another way, have enough people tasted the sweetness of life to say back to work, OK, but not back to normal?

I have to admit to a sick fascination. I go to Facebook once a day. Yup, I know. I'm not proud of it. It's negative for the most part. It's unruly. Heck, it's like life but even worse, twisted and manipulated.

In my adult role on this planet, I'm part of the specialized news media. I dig into my topics which I know very well. I shriek in horror when I sit with mainstream news journalists. They ask the strangest question betraying they know nothing of the topic. I shake my head thinking they reach millions and get paid easily five to 10 times more than my fighting wages. It gets even more frightening when we realize most people go to social media sites to get the news... the same sites that are overrun with bots, manipulative algorithms, and trolls.

I go to Facebook to see what the world is like outside. Since I can't go out as much and my social interactions are compartmentalized to other people who walk their dogs, I have a distorted view of the world. Dog owners are happy people for the most part. You will find those who lean to the left and those to right talk to those like me who are so independent an independent party would make me run the opposite direction.

Still, going on Facebook -- and yes, I know there are good groups there -- is an exercise in applying an ancient hermetic concept of getting to the fulcrum to avoid the pendulum swing while being aware of it.

Can you guess what the next topic is? One of my favorite, The Kybalion!

Life Is A Cosmic Gigantic Train Ride, Getting Oboard, Getting Off

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It is like a cosmic train. Whether it goes in a direction or around a cosmic loop, we get on and get off, and meet people along the way.

In the grand cosmic train that is life, we come on board and meet our parents. We might have siblings already on it or at the next stations they get on. Along the ride, we meet others, family at first then friends. We play, have fun, learn. More people get on and we notice some people get off but don't understand why. You see, we're not told we will have to get off the train at a station. We tend to think life is the train, not the journey and everything around it.

At some point, if we're so lucky we meet our life companions. Sometimes we have more than one. And some friends stay through most of the journey.

One of the toughest parts of the ride is we see our parents getting off the train at some station. We weren't always expecting it.

At the end of the ride, we feel something is going on and that our station is getting nearer. Sometimes our lifelong partners go first, sometimes we're the ones leaving before. In either case, it's sad because we forgot we were temporarily on a cosmic train riding along a cosmic ride.

I'm not sure what the moral of the story is or if there needs to be one. Sometimes stories are as simple as how they are told.

Hidden Right In Plain Site

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I hear this story a long time ago but don't know where it came from. I thought it was perfect for our COVID-19 forced introspection.

The Source of All Things, or God as many call it gathered three of the biggest Earth gods, namely the god of the sea, air, and Earth. The Source of All Things wasn't happy with humans. They were not using their divinity well and were abusing it. You see, back then mankind could fly, warp space without ill-effects, and manifest anything. But it was resisting using divinity for its own betterment. The Source of All Things decided to hide it from humans so that they would develop a finer appreciation of this divine gift.

The Source of All Things asked the god of the seas where he thought humanity's divinity should be hidden. The god of the seas said that it would be best to hide it in the deepest depths of the oceans where mankind couldn't reach it.

After a brief moment, The Source of All Things said that one day mankind would learn to build sea vessels and explore every inch of the seafloor.

So then the god of the Earth said that it could be hidden in the deepest caves of the planet. But again, the Source of All Things said that one day too, mankind would learn to build vehicles and explore every inch of the Earth.

Finally, the god of the air shyly said they could hide it in the highest stratospheres... but again, the Source of All Things said that one day humankind would learn to build aircraft and fly to the highest reaches of the air.

Failing to see that the Source of All Things was also testing the gods of Earth, sea, and air, it paused and said: "Ah hah. Here's where it can be hidden. In a placed it will never think to look for. Right there, in the deepest depth of their hearts where silence rules supreme!"

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