At its simplest, most fundamental core, change happens from the nexus of where the Now Moment intersects with the spatial construct known as “here.” At these precise coordinates is the confluence of feelings that represent one’s vision, or worldview, which is “colored” by individual and collective hopes, fears, passions, and beliefs. We could say that there are no real “truths” in this objective or observable world because while it might appear that the sky is blue or the sun is hot, you’ll always find someone whose “truth” says otherwise. Truth is an inner construct that is as malleable as the outer one. And when we are ready to embrace a different inner truth, we will create a different outer world.
For a vision or worldview to change, one’s truth must change. To understand that the truth can set one free, one must see how their truth has already enslaved, and most likely is still doing so.
We argue for our limitations. We rationalize the status quo, and horrors that we instigate in the name of freedom. We acquiesce to the notion that the diseases — the abnormalities — that have insinuated themselves into our lives must be fought to the death, and — as long as we have someone to pay for it — that we will be the battlefield. All the while we’re never invited to re-examine our truths. It’s not that they are sacrosanct, they’re very profitable for a few at the expense of many.
But damn neither the few, nor the many. If you insist in doing so, you strengthen your current worldview, thereby keeping yourself where you are.
The moment we embrace neutrality. The moment we see and feel all ideas with equanimity; the moment we are at peace with all that has “shown up” in the Now Moment, Shift can happen.
If death can be reversed, then what is the point of killing?
If death is an illusion that we’ve been treating as “truth” all these eons, it makes perfect sense why there would be a nether world of “dark” spirits who haven’t yet awakened again to their Inner Light.
Imagine the suicide bomber that was conned into killing himself for 72 virgins, only to get to the other side and realize that he needs a body in order to play with them, or that they are 72 angry wives. Angry before he took his own life and that of others, he’s most likely angrier now… but at whom?
If we are one, his motivation for wanting to return to this dimension (he will not have left Earth) may not be to “get even,” but to restore balance, for destruction is a destabilizing force that affects the entire Cosmos and dimensions not yet imagined in our world. As we recover our true selves we become the balance that the world needs and yearns for. We also reveal the love that the world needs and yearns for.
Love is the cohering power of all creation.
There is life on the other side of “death,” but not bliss if one’s heart is not blissful, if it’s not balanced, coherent, and at peace with all. There are legions of souls who have gone to war to fight (i.e., kill) for peace, but they were in conflict with their Inner Truth that since there is no death, this was not getting us where the politicians said we were going. Net result, messed up souls.
Why? Messed up worldview.
The “preserve freedom” mantra that the Western nations have fed their citizenry is the same as the “72 virgin” myth of the terrorists. I refuse to label the 72 virgin myth as an Islamic or Muslim construct, but will call our military actions in foreign nations terrorist too. They are just as destructive and destabilizing as the suicide bombers. They may also be fed from the same source, who fund both the west and east.
All of these dynamics could be part of a larger, collective ruse to keep the When Will Humanity Wake Up? game going.
And what are we to “wake up” to? Our power. Our ability to create everything, and to the fact that we are creating everything that we imagine. Everything, without exception, from the picocosm to the macrocosm. If it is in our consciousness, it is our creation, because it is real.
Many people think that when they die they’ll go to heaven and be with God (or a menacing counterpart). What if the real truth shows up after the veil has lifted, and they see the deception that they have operated under and the mess that they perpetuated?
It could be that many people are allowing themselves to be killed medicinally for some karmic balancing purposes that only a soul would understand for sure. But what about those who are allowing it because they simply don’t know better yet? What about those who think that their illness is God’s punishment, and they’re running the martyr program? What joyful options, experiences, and accomplishments are they foregoing simply because they have yet to imagine it? What if they knew that they can heal and be healthy, and the price that they must pay is to give up their tendency toward judgment and ill-will?
If such truths became evident to me after leaving the body, I can imagine wanting to come back until I understood myself enough to make making my heart’s choice the signature of my life.