Paradigm Shift?

Posted on June 22, 2010 by Trish and Rob

 I’m not sure  where Jung would put paradigm shifts. He experienced several during his lifetime, wrote about them,  and the shifts he lived through certainly influenced his search and his writings. But are paradigm shifts strictly cause and effect? If they are mass events, there are invariably synchronicities associated with them even if they aren’t immediately apparent. We’ve posted several of them.

 As we enter day 63 of the oil spill, it appears that the repercussions of this catastrophe could be triggering a paradigm shift about a world energy based in fossil fuels. It may not be huge shift yet, it may not be at its tipping point, but there seems to be progress. According to the article here, Britain has tightened its oil rig inspections. Bulgaria dumped plans for a new oil pipeline that would have carried Russian oil to Greece.  China is upgrading its blowout preventer system. Canada is tightening oversight of its deepest oil drilling ever,
off the coast of Newfoundland.

Despite muted responses from countries in the Mideast, the most important sentence in the entire article linked above may be this one: “The Gulf catastrophe also has sparked a debate over the practice of deepwater drilling itself – with some viewing the spill as reason to ban it altogether.”

Interestingly enough, we ran across another article about research being done by a Cambridge professor, Nicholas Boyle, that points to 2014 as a doomsday moment that will “determine whether the 21st century is full of violence and poverty or will be peaceful and prosperous. In the last  500 years there has been a cataclysmic ‘Great Event’ of international significance at the start of each century. Occurring in the middle of the second decade of each century, they include events which sparked wars, religious conflict and brought peace.” The past dates?  These are intriguing:

1517: Martin Luther and the rise of Protestanism and church reformation

1618: start of 30 years war and  decades of conflict in Europe

1715:  establishment of the Hanoverians, who ruled Britain, Ireland, and Hanover
 (in Germany).

1815: after the defeat of Napolean, the Congress of Vienna occurred and ushered in
 a period of relative stability in Europe.

1914: WWI breaks out

Boyle sees the economic collapse that began in 2007 as the trigger for this doomsday moment. “Big economic changes lead to big political changes and we have not seen them yet.’My thesis is that we have got another crisis to come, and you can already see that in the questions being raised over the debts of nations rather than private credit debts.”

He believes  that because of the colossal power of the U.S. military, America is key to which direction events may turn. “Everything, in the end, may depend on whether America can react more imaginatively to that decline than Britain was able to do in the years before 1914. The only conceivably peaceful route to that goal
is through a continuation of the pax Americana. “But both the world’s understanding of America, and America’s understanding of itself, will have to change fundamentally for that goal to be achieved.”
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The questions I have about Boyle’s research are about other obvious turning points in history: WWII, Vietnam, Iraq. Yet, there does seem to be a glimmer of hope in terms of a paradigm shift and oil. But after I read this Naomi Klein article here,  I’m wondering if the shift is just in its infancy.

Here’s a bit of the Klein article that intrigues:

“In the late 90s, an isolated indigenous group in Colombia captured world headlines with an almost Avatar-esque conflict. From their remote home in the Andean cloud forests, the U’wa let it be known that if Occidental Petroleum carried out plans to drill for oil on their territory, they would commit mass ritual suicide by jumping off a cliff. Their elders explained that oil is part of ruiria, “the blood of Mother Earth”. They believe that all life, including their own, flows from ruiria, so pulling out the oil would bring on their destruction. (Oxy eventually withdrew from the region, saying there wasn’t as much oil as it had previously thought.)

“Virtually all indigenous cultures have myths about gods and spirits living in the natural world – in rocks, mountains, glaciers, forests – as did European culture before the scientific revolution. Katja Neves, an anthropologist at Concordia University, points out that the practice serves a practical purpose. Calling the Earth “sacred” is another way of expressing humility in the face of forces we do not fully comprehend. When something is sacred, it demands that we proceed with caution. Even awe.”

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The Festival of Solstice

Posted on June 22, 2010 by Trish and Rob

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The Truth is Out There!

Posted on June 21, 2010 by Trish and Rob

Yesterday one of our readers dismissed the human influence on climate change. That’s fine. He can have his point of view.

However, since he invoked the X-Files phrase – The Truth is Out There — we just couldn’t pass up a response. This one comes from the work of a Nobel Prize winning scientist who looked into alien abductions and found a consistent message passed onto the abductees. This article comes from Bhodi Thunder.
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Harvard Professor John Mack, a psychiatrist and a psychoanalyst, was intrigued by the number of cases in which he was finding clients reporting alien abductions. Of course, many people suffering from some form of psychosis might say they were encountering aliens. But what Dr. Mack found was that these people reporting abductions were not insane. They were coherent, rational, and were functioning normally except that some reported stress and overwhelming fear of the abductions.

Obviously, people can and do lie about their abduction experience in order to gain attention. But Dr. Mack reported, “I’ve now worked with over a hundred experiencers intensively. Which involves an initial two-hour or so screening interview before I do anything else. And in case after case after case, I’ve been impressed with the consistency of the story, the sincerity with which people tell their stories, the power of feelings connected with this, the self-doubt—all the appropriate responses that these people have to their experiences.”

Dr. Mack is, unfortunately, no longer with us. He was killed in an auto accident in England while attending a conference.

But the story doesn’t end there.

Dr. Mack found that the alien abductees generally reported similar reasons for the abductions and an unsettling prediction for humanity.

“.…Now, the effect of that is—or what seems to be going on there, in a number of abductees—not just people I see, but the ones Budd Hopkins and other people see—is to produce some kind of new species to bring us together to produce a hybrid species which—the abductees are sometimes told—will populate the earth or will be there to carry evolution forward, after the human race has completed what it is now doing, namely the destruction of the earth as a living system. So it’s a kind of later form. It’s an awkward coming together of a less embodied species than we are, and us, for this evolutionary purpose.

However, that might not be literally true. It might be that that this is a communication to us. That perhaps we need to change our ways. It may not be that these are literally our babies. It may be a kind of expression of images of babies; or it may be that these hybrids we’re told is what will have to be. It’s a kind of insurance policy if the earth continues to be subjected to the exploitation of its living environment to the point where it can’t sustain human and other life as it’s now occurring. But it may not be literally what is going to happen. So that’s one area….”(source pbs.org)

Dr. Mack also says that there is a general theme of the abductees being shown screens of environmental catastrophes. He says they report that even the spirits that live in the same environment that we do will have be displaced.

The cause of all of this future misfortune as reported by the abductees, according to Dr. Mack, will be too much environmental stress caused by pollution and human activities.

The abductees told Dr. Mack that the ETs were sure it was going to happen. So the Aliens started creating a hybrid race for after the eco-collapse.

Sure, it’s interesting that the claimed abductees reported the threat of eco-collapse over the last several decades. But you don’t have to be abducted to know that something has been going terribly wrong for quite awhile. Many, myself included, have indeed warned that we need a drastic and a serious change in the way we have been living. For me and others, the first step to a solution to the environmental nightmare that we were building had to be for people to come to some understanding of the interconnectedness of life and the consequences of their actions.

Perhaps now we have indeed approached the point of no return to that human extinction event reportedly warned by the Aliens.
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So Mr. K, now you’ve got the scientists and the aliens lined up against your perspective.

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The Summer Solstice

Posted on June 21, 2010 by Trish and Rob

If we lived in England, this is where I would be today, celebrating the summer solstice at Stonehenge. It’s one of those place I have always wanted to visit, so mysterious, ancient, filled with secrets.  Constructed some 5,000 years ago, it’s speculated that Stonehenge was built to worship ancient Earth deities, but no one really knows for sure. Was it a huge astronomical calendar? Did King Arthur actually bring the stones from Ireland?  I’d always associated the Druids with Stonehenge, but apparently Druids worshipped in forests. The best guess is that construction was begun by people of the late Neolithic period around 3000 BC.

An organization called English Heritage is providing “Managed Open Access” to Stonehenge for the solstice.
Poke around on their site for the history of Stonehenge. It’s remarkable. About 37,000 people visited Stonehenge for last year’s solstice. Even more are expected this year. In 2008, the total number of visitors to Stonehenge was nearly 900,000. It’s undoubtedly more popular today, as a ruin, than it was in its prime condition, when of course there were far few souls on the planet.

What rules, if any, did they have for visitors in those ancient times? We’ll probably never know. Here are the current rules enumerated here , which include:
– no camping
– no dogs
– no fires or fireworks
– no glass bottles
– no large bags or rucksacks
– no climbing over the stones

If any of  you plan to attend, we’d love to hear about your experience…and your synchronicities.

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Michael Crichton

Posted on June 20, 2010 by Trish and Rob


These book jackets pretty much cover what Michael Crichton is known for – cutting edge, thriller fiction that takes us into what if land. What if some billionaire cloned dinosaurs and turned it into a theme park (Jurassic Park). What if  time travel was a scientific experiment that worked – sort of (Timeline). What if  a gorilla hybrid ape could talk (Congo).

Crichton (1942-2008) the novelist captured what every novelist hopes to capture – suspense from the opening paragraph to the end of the book, you were hooked. There was no opening one of his novels in the bookstore, for a cursory peek,  and oh maybe I’ll buy it. You opened it, read the first few paragraphs, and plunked down your $. It was his gift.

But my favorite among his books is Travels, published in 1988. Nonfiction. Brilliant. It’s the story of Crichton’s journey from a medical student in the mid to late sixties to his vast, exotic travels and his evolution  as a novelist. I first read it around 1990, read it again maybe 10 years ago, and re-read it during our trip to Aruba, I wanted to be reminded of the importance of travel.

“Often I go to some distant region of the world to be reminded of who I really am,” he wrote in the opening pages of Travels.” There is no mystery about why this should be so. Stripped of your ordinary surroundings, your friends, your daily routines, your refrigerator full of your food, your closet full of your clothes- with all of this taken away, you are forced into direct experience.  Such direct experience inevitably makes you aware of who it is that is having the experience. That’s not always comfortable, but it is always invigorating.”

My first read of Travels impacted me profoundly. My second read confirmed certain paths I’d taken. This third read, I admit, was twofold: for the travel part of it, but also to understand how Crichton, who had written so brilliantly about mystical elements in the nature of reality, had become a climate change denier.  This from a man who had climbed Mount Kilamanjaro but apparently didn’t think that its lack of snow was telling.

In Travels, he talks not only about his travels, but about chakras, health in the Louise Hay/Abraham/Hicks  mode (we create our realities), about psychics and quantum physics and so many of the topics we’ve posted about on this blog. Every time I read this book, I’m transported. I feel like this is the genuine Crichton, the real guy.  The man in Travels is a guy who read Seth, got psychic readings, traveled to understand who he was and who he might become. What changed him into a climate change denier? I stopped buying his books once I read about his politics.

 In 2008, at the age of 66, he died from cancer. In Travels, he talks about his early days in medical school, and his ultimate views on health echo Abraham/Hicks, Seth, Louise Hay: the mind creates the dis-ease .How did this guy become a mouthpiece for Bush?

I no longer care about how or why. In reading Travels for the third time, I’m blown away by Crichton’s brilliance.
– Trish

 
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Synchronicity or Delusion?

Posted on June 19, 2010 by Trish and Rob

 When Rob was in college, he knew a woman who saw signs–signs in everything. He remembers her playing a Beatles’ song, Here Comes the Sun, and where he heard a simple, pleasant song, she saw vast implications that directly affected her life. He and his friends just went along with her. It was the hippie era and people said all kinds of strange things.

They lived in a large house near a college campus and every few months a new roommate would arrive as one moved on. One guy wove fantastic stories about his past that never happened. In one, he was working as a ski patrol and delivered a baby on the side of a mountain. (Women who are nine months pregnant don’t ski down mountains, except in his world. He didn’t ski, either.)  One woman who only stayed a month wore three or four layers of clothing and played the piano for hours. She also saw signs. Rob doesn’t t know what happened to her, but the first woman he mentioned went into a psych ward.

So what’s the difference between delusions and synchronicity? It can be a fine line between genius and insanity. One famous movie director, whose first movie was a huge, huge hit, started seeing signs in everything. It affected his ability to write and direct and his movies declined in popularity and were ravaged by reviewers. Now he has trouble finding financial backers. Carl Jung skirted madness while writing The Red Book. He called it a “confrontation with the unconscious,” but it looked like madness, and he admitted that.

The point where synchronicity crosses the border into delusion occurs when you begin to believe you’re chosen, that you’re somehow special, that it all revolves around you and your mission, whatever that mission may be. Nut houses and prisons are filled with people who live in self-contained universes constructed on quicksand.

Years ago, Trish worked in a prison for juvenile offenders. One young man, while high on drugs,  had strangled a child  because he believed he was delivering her from evil. He heard voices that urged him to commit this act. He saw signs. Another young man had killed an elderly couple because a voice told him it was his mission.  You get the idea here.

When you begin to believe you’re the voice of synchronicity, that it speaks through you and only you, and then attempt to use this “evidence” to prove you’re not delusional or to prove that you’re innocent of a crime, you’ve crossed the border. Jung’s translator and trusted friend, R.F.C Hull, read the Red Book and called it the “work of a lunatic.” But he also pointed out that Jung was a medicine man in a long line of shamans who “understood madness and could heal it because at periods they are half-mad themselves.” Even Jung, who coined the term synchronicity, never claimed to be its voice.

Synchronicity isn’t the voice of a god or a devil or an inner twin. It is non-exclusive. It belongs to everyone. Anyone, from any walk of life, can experience it, learn from it, and enrich their lives.

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The Wind Was Our Compass

Posted on June 18, 2010 by Trish and Rob

On our first day in Aruba, we arrived late at our cottage at the edge of a desert that two years ago was  designated as a national park. Since it’s a new park, there are no official entrances, no park rangers, no paved roads, just double-track dirt paths through the rocky, rolling landscape. Even though it was dark, Megan and I and her cousin, Avery, who had joined us on the trip, decided to walk out into the desert with a lantern. Trish opted to remain at the cottage, and as it turned out, she made a smart decision. We’d walked along a path for about a quarter of a mile, mostly with the lantern turned off so we could see that vastness of the star-studded sky.

We were about to turn back when we stopped, listened closely, and realized we could hear the ocean pounding on the shore in the distance. So we decided to continue on, walking into the wind. About a mile or so later, we found the beach and explored the rocky shoreline. It occurred to me that it was a great night for an adventure, and I put out a wish to the desert spirits that something unusual would happen. I didn’t know it, but Megan did the same. And, oh, we found our adventure soon enough.

We started back, but became confused about the location of the trail. So, with the lantern on, we headed cross-country along an uphill grade. Big mistake. Soon, we found ourselves surrounded by tall cactuses, imposing rocks, thick hedges of prickly cactuses, steep drops and sharp climbs. There were also golfball-sized cactuses growing low to the ground, and it was impossible to avoid all of them. The spikes pieced Megan’s foam sandals and penetrated the bottom of her feet. I pulled out as many of the thorns as I could by the light of the lantern, but she quickly attracted more of them. Meanwhile, Avery was recovering from a sprained ankle and now it was bothering him. Our forward movement slowed to a crawl. Megan could barely walk, Avery hobbled, and they both yelled at me to slow down and come back with the lantern.

Finally, as we reached the top of a hill, we could see the lights on the cottage in the distance, but we couldn’t move toward it. We were blocked and our intended short hike into the desert was turning into a nightmare scenario in the dark, strange environs. By that time, we were all hoping that Trish would drive the rented car out into the desert so we could see where the path was located…and hopefully catch a ride back. No such luck. The key was in my pocket.

So we decided the only thing to do was to backtrack to the beach, and find the trail, basically starting over on our return trip. That’s when I put out another silent call to the desert spirits. “Never mind about the adventure. We just need to find the way back to the cottage.” I repeated it several times. With Megan’s feet and Avery’s ankle, this journey could take us well into the night.

Megan started shouting for Trish, who we later learned had heard her shouts and started scurrying around the cottage, looking for the car keys, then a flashlight that worked. She started out into the desert several times, but her flashlight kept dimming, forcing her to turn back and scour the storage closet for another lantern.

Meanwhile, we knew the way to the ocean was into the wind, which served as our compass. We covered about a hundred yards when eureka, we found a trail. Only thing…it wasn’t the right trail. At that point, we didn’t care. We just wanted to get out of the rugged desert landscape and onto a cleared path. We followed it for about a quarter of a mile when it crossed another path. This time, I knew it was our path, and we turned away from the wind and continued walking.

When the cottage finally came into view again, it was a great sight, and there was Trish standing outside the porch, her dim flashlight barely penetrating the darkness.  “What happened to you guys?” she called.

“You don’t want to know,” I said.

“Oh God, my feet,” Megan groaned.

“We got lost,” Avery said.

The first night adventure was over, and amazingly, it had lasted barely an hour and a half. The three of us had thought we were out there for three to four hours. How the desert spirits played tricks with us that night.

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An act of God?

Posted on June 17, 2010 by Trish and Rob

You might’ve heard about this one by now, but we couldn’t resist. The headline of the Cincinnati Enquirer’s web site on June 14 read: Act of God Destroys Jesus Statue. Here’s the  story, courtesy of  RoadsideAmerica.com.

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The congregation of the Solid Rock megachurch in Monroe, Ohio, will have difficulty explaining it: a lightning bolt from heaven — favorite weapon of a wrathful god — has destroyed the church’s “Touchdown Jesus.” (Though if it is a “sign” of some sort… sorry atheists!)

The giant Jesus was built in 2004, appearing to erupt from the ground at the end of the church’s baptismal pond, facing traffic on I-75. Officially titled “King of Kings,” the statue quickly acquired its “Touchdown” nickname, as well as “Drowning Jesus” and “Big Butter Jesus,” the title of a novelty song.

A lightning bolt is believed to have struck the 62-foot-tall statue around 11 PM on June 14, 2010. The plastic-resin-and-styrofoam-Savior burst into flames, a fate similar to the one suffered by the former World’s Largest Turkey. By dawn, all that remained was Christ’s scorched steel framework.
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God: Make fun of my son, will ya? What next–flash his picture up on the scoreboard when the Bengals score a touchdown? I’ll show ya’ll–heathens, Christians, atheists alike.

Rob: The irony in this scenario is as thick as the oil spewing in the Gulf of Mexico. In a followup article, Christian believers are sounding like atheists, saying that it was just a random lightening strike. Meanwhile, atheists can only keep their mouths shut for fear of sounding like believers. Let’s face it, folks, God is the ultimate trickster.

A final thought. Could this be the beginning of an annual festival in which the burning/cleansing act will be repeated? It could only be called Burning Man-God Project. 

AFTER…
…And Burning Man below…no touchdown.

AFTER

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Twins

Posted on June 16, 2010 by Trish and Rob
 

In 2005, we got new neighbors, Kevin and Annette and their two kids. Annette has an identical twin, Janet, who recently moved in with her husband and son until they can find a home here.

I was curious whether the research I’d read about the psychic bond between twins was true for them. They attested that it absolutely is. So one evening while we were all sitting around outside, Janet told me several stories. Here’s one of the most powerful.
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Some years ago, Janet was living in Memphis with her the guy she was dating at the time. She worked for Channel, so she had numerous bottles of perfume that lined her shelves.  One night, a loud crash from the bathroom awakened her and her boyfriend bolted out of bed. “Someone’s broken into the house, they’re in the bathroom,” she whispered.

Her boyfriend grabbed a baseball bat and moved quickly and silently toward the bathroom, Janet right behind him. No intruder. But every bottle had fallen from the shelves and shattered against the floor,almost as if someone had swept an arm across the shelves, knocking them down. “Right then, I knew something had happened to Annette. I just knew it.”

Moments later, the phone rang. It was Annette, who lived in another city, and she was hysterical, sobbing. She had just been robbed at gunpoint, while delivering a night deposit to the bank for her employer. “While it was happening,” Annette recalls, “I was praying that the guy wouldn’t kill me. I was telling God that if I was killed, Janet wouldn’t survive it. Kevin would, somehow he would get past it, but Janet wouldn’t. I called her before I even called the police.”

I ask her how the bottles got broken. She just shook her head. “I don’t know.”
“Some sort of telekinesis? A release of energy?”
“Maybe. But I honestly don’t know.”

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Now here’s an additional synchro. I’m writing this on May 31 and scheduled this post to go up on the next available date, June 16. And then I suddenly remembered that Annette and her sister are Geminis. I had done Annette’s chart, so I looked it up and sure enough, today is her and Janet’s birthday. Happy birthday, you two!

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Huh?

Posted on June 16, 2010 by Trish and Rob

President Obama’s speech tonight about the crisis in the gulf was one of the weakest he has ever given. It is the first time Obama has addressed the people from the oval office.

I was hoping to hear at least a ballpark figure about what he would demand from BP for an escrow fund. No figure. No demands.

I was hoping to hear specifics about what was going to happen next. But other than his assurance that the government would stand by the people of the gulf until it was “better than before,” the speech was sadly lacking in details. He talked about severing our dependence on fossil fuels and transitioning to clean energy. It sounds  good – clean energy, like using mouth wash or brushing your teeth. But other than mentioning solar power and wind turbines, there weren’t specifics.

He mentioned that we send nearly 1 BILLION a day to other countries for their oil.

He mentioned absolutely  nothing about how workers are getting sick – vomiting, nausea, chest pains, dizziness, frequent asthma attacks. He mentioned nothing about how when workers  use safety equipment distributed by local agencies, they are told to remove the gear or be fired. He mentioned nothing about the 1,100,000 gallons of dispersants that have been used in the gulf and its possible impact on the health of workers, residents of the gulf, and the wildlife.

One curious item that Obama did mention is that within a couple of days, 90 percent of the leaking oil will be captured, and all of it will be contained when BP completes drilling of two accessory wells. As Olbermann noted, where did that figure come from? BP? If so, why should he or anyone else believe anything that BP says at this point?

In fact, Obama left out so much that at the end of his speech Rob and I just looked at each other, got up, and went back to work.

Susan Shaw, director of the Marine Environmental  Research Institute, “The deep ocean is what’s at risk.We’re destroying the food web and we’re poisoning what’s left. If we remove the bottom of the food web, then everything else on top is going to crash.”

As Rachel Maddow noted, Obama’s speech tonight may best be remembered for its reference to prayer. The blessing of the fleet is apparently an old tradition on the gulf, where clergy from different religions come together to pray for the safety of the fishermen and the gulf. It was as if Obama was saying that prayer will get us through this. Well, maybe, maybe not. Prayer or not, right action should also be part of the picture. And as long as BP remains in control – of the cleanup, the media coverage, the lack of safety equipment – the gulf will be in jeopardy.

But does the reference to prayer brings us back to Masaru Emoto? 
– Trish

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