personal explorations


Haven’t been posting. Writing another novel. This popped up, though, and I thought I’d mention it. This passage is from Dion Fortune’s novel The Goat Foot God (p. 365-6)

“…one expects psychic phenomena to be reasonably tangible and to have something of the miraculous about them. We’ve had nothing of that…. We’ve had nothing that you can’t father onto the subconscious if you have a mind to. nothing you could call evidential if you’d got any notion of the nature of evidence. But all the same we’ve had — or at any rate I’ve had, some pretty drastic experiences. I couldn’t prove them to anybody else, and I’m not such a fool as to try to; but I’m quite satisfied about them in my own mind. Anyway, whatever they are, subconscious, super-conscious, hallucinations, telepathy, suggestion, auto-suggestion, cosmic experiences, bunk, spoof or hokum, I feel as if I had been born again….”

“How do you know it isn’t all your imagination, Hugh?” asked Jelkes, watching him.

“I don’t know, T.J., and don’t care. It probably is, for I’ve used my imagination diligently enough over the job. But via the imagination I’ve got extended consciousness, which I probably should never have been able to make a start on if I’d stuck to hard facts all along and rejected everything I couldn’t prove at the first go-off. It’s no use doing that. You’ve got to take the Unseen as a working hypothesis, and then things you can’t prove at the first go-off prove themselves later.”

 

Yesterday, anticipating this birthday, I was writing about where I had come to in my life, realizing that a lot of my worries had been a waste of time, and it naturally flowed into a brief but meaningful exchange with my friends upstairs about our place in the universe, which I thought I’d better share with you.

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

So tomorrow is my birthday.

I can see that I am loved by many I have scarcely thought of. My habit of considering only what I can see you’re here, and not imagining what takes place around me, has distorted my perceptions all these years.

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Today (Saturday, June 18, 2011) I had the pleasure of speaking about “The Cosmic Internet” to about 40 people of the Central Virginia chapter of Institute of Noetic Sciences, in Richmond.

My friends Dave Garland and Linda Rogers accompanied me and staffed a table offering  my six books for sale, and in general offered  moral support. In fact, Dave drove, and also recorded the talk. (Then, following the talk, we drove them to The Monroe Institute to begin a residential program.)

As I say, it was a pleasure, because it is always a pleasure to speak about something you care deeply about, to an intelligent audience that also cares about such things.

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My friend Charles Sides has a nice entry in his blog this morning that probably applies to lots more people than one would commonly think. It begins like this:

A year ago yesterday I moved into the lake house with a goal to experience unitive consciousness. I viewed this as an escape from earthly existence. As I wrote in a previous entry I wasn’t interested in the old cliché, “chop wood, carry water, enlightenment, chop wood, carry water.” My version was “chop wood, carry water, out of here.”

Looking for an exit I’ve read and studied many of the paths: Buddhism, Hinduism, Kabbalah, Sufism, the Fourth Way, the Course in Miracles, Edgar Cayce…you name it and I’ve probably read something about it. But, nothing worked; I’m still here.

To read the rest, http://charlessides.wordpress.com/

This isn’t the kind of theoretical thinking that I feel particularly good at, or qualified for, or even drawn to, but it does have its points of interest. From http://bigthink.com/ideas/38513

The Paradox of Multiple Goldilocks Zones or “Did the Universe Know We Were Coming?”

by Michio Kaku

In second grade, my teacher made a statement that literally shocked me to the core. I have not forgotten it after all these years. She said, “God so loved the Earth that he put the Earth just right from the Sun — Not too far or the oceans would freeze over and not too close or the oceans would boil.” This was an epiphany for me. I thought “That’s right – The Earth IS just right from the Sun!” This was an amazing observation, my first exposure to an astronomical argument. I could see that there was some truth in her statement, since Mars is a frozen desert, and Venus is scorching hot. So the earth is in the Goldilocks Zone region of space, the right distance from the sun, just right for life.

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The news about the killing of bin Laden (if that’s what happened) reminded me that I, like many of my friends,  had  gone retrieving lost souls in those dark days of mid-September, 2011. But mine came complete with an unexpected twist.

Good thing I wrote about it then, because I found, trying to recount the story to a friend, that I couldn’t remember any of the detail. Here is the story, retrieved (so to speak) from my journal of the time, and edited for clarity.

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Thursday, February 10, 2011

6:45 AM. A little bit of snow on the ground.

Well, I am a little tired this morning, a little out of tune. But if you can stand it, Papa, I guess I can.

Now that you have gotten your books mostly packed, you should look around and be sure you aren’t overlooking other things that need to be done and can’t be left until after you move into your new place.

Yes, I suppose so. I’ll make a list. So what do we talk about today?

Gateway.

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Friends,

About a decade ago, by way of an email from Colin Wilson, I got to know a remarkable Englishman, about my age, named Robert Clarke. Robert was a quiet man who had been led through the individuation process by the works of Swiss psychologist Carl Jung and, remarkably, by some 30,000 dreams. These dreams, and that process, changed a relatively uneducated man into an independent scholar and mystic. Delving deeply into the realms of philosophy, religion, and psychology, he discovered unsuspected connections between the world of the unconscious and the world of our history, tradition, and scriptures, because the things that scripture and mythology describe, he had experienced as spontaneous productions from his own dream world. In other words, he had experienced just the process that Carl Jung’s work described.

Robert and I met only twice (when I visited England in 2003 and 2007 specifically to see him) but via email he and I became friends, or perhaps I should say we discovered that we were already friends and just hadn’t yet discoverer each other. Hampton Roads published his first two books, which sold modestly and not nearly as well as they deserved to do.

Then last spring he emailed me to say that he had only a few months to live, because the cancer that had been found was pretty far advanced. He was fine with dying – we owe God a death, and he who dies this year is quit for the next, after all, and Robert had long since lost any doubts he had ever had about immortality – but he had three unpublished manuscripts, and he hated to think that the work he had put into them might have been for nothing.

As he had no better prospects, I told him I would publish them. Robert died last fall, but not before he had a chance to review and approve my content-editing.

Today, nearly a year after his death, the books are produced and in house, ready for sale. I think they’re pretty important.

The Royal Line of Christ the Logos shows how the West lost its way when it began to regard the Christian mystery as an outdated superstition. This, in turn, happened because Christian orthodoxy ceased to realize that the Christ phenomenon was not a matter of someone’s biography but was a as a concrete, explicit expression of the psychological process of individuation. Gnostic Christians retained this understanding. (Robert explains that the Gnostics’ teachings sprang from direct experience, and that “these sects, largely Christian in esoteric ways, existed side-by-side with the orthodox Christians. Their teachings were based upon direct inner experience. Like Jung, the Gnostics had no need to merely believe, they knew.”) But the hierarchy did not, and the exoteric view they taught people ultimately failed, which is where we are now. In The Royal Line of Christ the Logos, Robert shows the path not taken.

Books such as Holy Blood, Holy Grail assert that Jesus was the originator of an actual physical bloodline. In The Grail, the Stone and the Mystics, Robert shows why he believed that this is a materialist misunderstanding. The Grail legends refer to psychological processes — the marriage of Jesus and Mary Magdalene as the sacred marriage through the unconscious, and the child is the divine child in the inner processes, ultimately what the Greek mysteries called the Logos. Using insights from the work of Carrion and from his own individuation processes, he investigates the related subjects of the Grail, the philosopher’s stone, alchemy, and the visions of saints such as St. Teresa of Avila.

The Sacred Journey is in two parts. Part one presents a remarkable treatise on Jung and his discoveries and what they mean to the world—particularly the West. Part two is divided among several elements: Mme. Blavatsky, Frederick Nietzsche, Marian visions, UFOs, and aliens. What holds the book together is that all of these elements in their own way further develop the theme of the interconnection of history (culture, civilization, etc.) and the processes and manifestations of the unconscious as experienced by individuals. The result is a stimulating re-visioning of what has been going on around us for the past hundred years—and an equally stimulating suggestion as to what lies ahead.

Thanks to the behind-the-scenes wizardry of my friend Rich Spees, webmaster extraordinaire, all three books are now available on my website, www.hologrambooks.com, and can be ordered separately or at a combined price that will save you a few dollars.

Trust me, this is important work, worthy of your time.

As a result of the efficient organizational work of my friend Joanne DiMaggio, I have recently put on a series of three-hour workshops. Here’s her announcement for the latest in line.

Reprogramming Your Robots

With Frank DeMarco

Friday, September 24, 2010

6:30 p.m. – 9:30 p.m.

Earlysville, VA

$25 per person

When our reactions leave us helplessly in the grip of anger, or fear, or other crippling emotions, clearly we are not in control. But if we aren’t — who is? And, how did they get control? And what can we do about it? This three-hour workshop explains what happens at such times, and why it happens, and teaches how to overcome it.

In certain circumstances we are controlled by automatic reactions that may be considered to be “robots.” These automatic mechanisms are doing exactly what we programmed them to do! But they are unconscious, and do not know when our situation has changed, or our intent has changed, or if they misinterpreted their instructions in the first place. The process of reprogramming robots, which can be quickly learned, disables unproductive behavior and enables us to program new, constructive, behavior. In other words, in one and the same operation, we turn a liability into an asset, with positive results that will have to be experienced to be believed.

Frank has been developing and improving his communication with the other side for more than 20 years. Years of experience, alone and with others, demonstrated to him that such communication is not only easy, but is an inherent human ability and function. “Reprogramming your robots” is one of a series of workshops built on that experience.

Frank, co-founder of Hampton Roads Publishing Company and Chief Editor for 16 years, is also the author of three non-fiction books about his personal psychic experiences: The Sphere and the Hologram: Explanations from the Other Side (2009), Chasing Smallwood: Talking With the Other Side (2009), and Muddy Tracks: Exploring an Unsuspected Reality (2001).

Seating is limited. Pre-registration is required.

Email Joanne DiMaggio at are.cville@gmail.com


So You Think Your Life Was Wasted – Part Three (7)

[I had been discussing Reconstruction with Claude Bowers, author of The Tragic Era, whose take on things differed considerably from mine. And I had been sending out the transcriptions day by day to a list of friends. Then one day I got a massive shock: There I was talking to Carl Jung.]

Thursday March 9, 2006

9 a.m. All right, Mr. Bowers.  Hard to really get going this morning. All right, shoot.

You can see from your emails [received] that the material is meeting response. This ought to suggest to you that a significant part of your national story is going untold. That is, if any one point of view is systematically suppressed for whatever reason, tensions build up – for the unconscious knows and the conscious does not, and it is a great drain of energy to maintain a state of not-knowing if you once invest in so doing. This is a major source of much of the craziness in your politics and public life. It is particularly disruptive when not one stream but many are being suppressed, for this means that different rivers of consciousness – call it that for the moment – suppress different parts while others elevate precisely those parts (suppressing others that they themselves do not wish to see). Hence your rivers of consciousness – that is, your factions, your ideologies – do not describe the same world, and meaningful exchange and compromise become ever less possible.

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