Chapter Fifteen – “Dimensions of Form”

V speaks in a more professorial tone, “Let me offer a theory for your consideration. In the progression from formlessness to form—spirit to matter—there is a gradual crossover from one to the other—from Oneness to individuality—and back out again. It is cyclical. There is a scale of gradated immersion into the material plane—varying degrees of physicality. The electron and other subatomic particles, for example, are less material—more formless—than the atom; the atom is less material than the molecule; the molecule less material than the cell. By the time we ascend outward to the level of our daily experience, matter is fully formed and as dense as it gets.

“Our individuated scale is the densest of all—the apotheosis of matter; conversely you can say we are the nadir of spirit. At the same time, we are in a middle range of dimensionality. If we ascend the scale up and outwardly beyond ourselves—to the planets, stars, and galaxies, the essence thins out and begins to return toward formlessness—away from the dense material manifestation. By the time you get to the level of the whole known universe, form begins to vanish again altogether, into formlessness. You can literally see this when you gaze out at the night sky. The indigo blackness of outer space is the infinite face of formlessness; it is the Threshold of the Void.

“In a similar vein, the neo-platonic philosophers of the Renaissance held that ‘man is the center of creation’ dimensionally—that is, equally small and large referenced to the range of cosmic and atomic perspectives.

“Consciousness frames all this progression of density and dimensionality, ranging to the outermost and innermost thresholds of formation. It both gives form to energy and receives energy back out of form. On the human scale, we live out our incarnate lives within the densest material level. But Life is not limited to just our level; Life exists throughout all echelons—great and small—throughout all dimensions.

“Your human sciences cannot accept that galaxies are alive, for instance. But they are. Likewise, Life is intimately present in the tiniest subatomic particles. You cannot tell these forms are alive, because you cannot measure Life. At these other—greater or lesser—levels, Life is much less dense, much more spacious; it is also more timeless.”

I shake my head, concerned. “This is a bizarre theory. I’ve never heard anything like it. I’ve heard of the involution of spirit into matter, but this size thing is a whole new twist. How can you say a planet is less dense than a human being?” Continue reading

Chapter Fourteen – “Presence Does All The Work”

As I try to meditate this morning, thoughts are on the rampage, thrusting and exploding everywhere in my mind; they repeatedly capture my attention. I’m swallowed up for a time. Finally, I decide to just let them be. Don’t try to stop the thoughts. Awareness falls back into sporadic observation. I’m alert enough at least to be curious about what is capturing me. In that modicum of alertness, a subtle shift happens in what I’m able to register. Ah. This is food for a question to V.

“V,” I abruptly inquire. “Please tell me about how thoughts capture my mind and attention so quickly and thoroughly. I’ve just been ravaged by them, trying to sit quietly and meditate.”

“This is a natural human condition,” she answers just as promptly as I have asked.

“Sorry for this sudden inquiry. Good morning, V, dear friend and mentor,” I apologize.

“No apology necessary. It must be vexing to feel like a victim to mental processes. Tell me what you have observed.”

“Well, I’m glad you asked. But I haven’t actually thought about it yet.”

“Go ahead then, now. Think about thinking. Observe your observation. Be clear.”

I ponder. “I guess I’m trusting that, as I describe this to you, it will become clearer. The act of focusing awareness makes it clearer.”

“No doubt it does, as you stay present.”

“When I was watching the thoughts wrangle around across the screen of my mental ‘theater’, I began to realize they weren’t outside or above me; they were right inside me—up close and very personal. I’ve heard numerous meditation teachers say, ‘look at thoughts as clouds floating across the sky.’ Well, that’s a nice maxim, but it doesn’t describe what I was experiencing. Those thoughts were right inside my head, beating on my attention—from the inside. They did an excellent job of masquerading as me. It felt like they had taken over my whole awareness.”

“Still, you were able to detach somewhat and observe them. Correct?”

“Yes. Well, I could observe them, but I wouldn’t say I could ‘detach’ from them. As soon as I relaxed, the thoughts came streaming back and submerged me. I was them again at that point. It wasn’t like I could even catch them sneaking back. They would just suddenly be there, in me and around me, using me—and I was unaware of anything else. This is not like little puffy, white clouds drifting in the blue sky. They were more like tornadoes churning between my ears.”

“That’s a good analogy. I understand. There are indeed thoughts that are like puffy little clouds, but there are also many of the like you describe. Even if they are ‘constructive’ thoughts—helping you plan events or solve problems—your mental apparatus works to impress them upon your awareness strenuously and completely; it wants your full attention. Your sentience is picked up like bits of straw in a storm. Am I right? You feel as though you are inside your thoughts more than they are inside you.”

“Exactly. You must have been human once!”

V smiles. “Yes, more than once. I can remember thoughts behaving this way. Let me help you out a little.”

“Please do.” Continue reading

Chapter Thirteen – “Let’s Begin”

“Begin again,” I say, teasing. “I think it’s funny we’re halfway through this book and you’re saying, ‘let’s begin’. But I do get it.”

“You are absolutely clear in your observation. We are continually beginning. This writing is an example of that, if nothing else. What I would begin again here is an appreciation of Life, an honoring of Source. Reverence is certainly due. But it cannot be heavy and ponderous—never too serious.”

“Sometimes I don’t know what’s too serious and what’s not serious enough.”

V answers, “That’s all part of learning to discern. Presence will help you with that. In fact, it will help you with everything.”

“It helps with everything! I like that. That feels right. Can you explain how this works? Are presence and Life the same things? What’s the difference, if any? And what about the ‘moment’ and ‘stillness’? Is it all the same?”

“Not the same. It is rather all one, only with nuanced surfaces. These words are indeed synonyms to be sure, but each concept represents a slightly different quality or degree. This is the nature of words and ideas in general; it is the same for all individuated forms. There is never any exact redundancy or duplication. Source provides the essence of uniqueness in each element of creation. Each incarnated soul has its own qualities, talents and experiences that are not to be found in the same configuration in anyone else or any thing else.

“The term ‘presence’ implies ‘being-in-the-present’ and being in the quality of consciousness, while ‘the Now’ connotes the overarching and foundational embrace of timelessness and eternity; the ‘moment’ represents the subtle momentum and movement of presence within the Now. It can be seen in tiny proportion or on a grand scale. ‘Spaciousness’ is another synonym that adds the quality of dimensionality; it also introduces us to a sense of the emptiness.

“‘Stillness’ plays a similar role. It links us directly into the Void, where all forms and actions cease; there they are swallowed up into the pre-creative formlessness and potentiality essence. It brings awareness of the raw, simple power of Source in Life. Within stillness lies the bottomless well of wonderment and infinite eternity.

“Life, like presence, speaks of motive essence, intelligence and vitality, with the added qualities of divinity and cosmic nature. It supports and infuses itself into all aspects of spirit and manifested forms. I have only said a small bit about each of these ideas here. Bear in mind that they all have much more depth that can and will be explored by you later. Plant them all into seed-links.” Continue reading

Chapter Twelve – “One of the Oneness”

V’s words make me stop and reflect. “I like the idea of a ‘solar heart’. That is the name for the merged chakras, I take it.”

“Yes. This alchemical process is the underlying energetic movement from ‘life’ into ‘Life’.

“And just what’s the difference between the little ‘life’ and the capital-L ‘Life’?”

V replies with a question, “This is another opportunity to use your intuitive awareness. What do you think?”

I ponder. “The first thing is right out of my own question. Life with a large ‘L’ seems to put an emphasis on the largeness of living; little ‘l’ means lower vitality. Is that correct?”

“You’re close. Ordinary life—the experience of the vast majority of humans throughout history—is missing a key ingredient. Without that ingredient, experience is flat and empty. Experience moves forward, but at a very slow pace.”

“What’s the ‘missing ingredient’?”

“Obviously, it is consciousness. Your species has always possessed awareness and varying degrees of alertness. But until you match that with the deeper presence—synonymous with consciousness—your view will be flat and two-dimensional. Life, in the larger expression, brings with it the matching power and depth. It brings the opportunity for you to become ‘aware of being conscious’.”

“All right,” I register. “How does Life bring this power to us? What do we need to do to take advantage of the opportunity?”

“You need only listen to your own breathing, and your own heartbeat. The connection between heart and breath is a magical, alchemical one. Listen to the Life within you. Feel the inner vibration and sensation of Life. It has never not been there. However, when you face away from it, resist or deny it, you refuse the key ingredient that elevates your sensibility. You remain in the lower levels of awareness. Humans have been prisoners in the basement of wakefulness for millennia.

“Once you take notice of the hum of cosmic presence in you—in your genes and cells—you are turning toward the Source. Let me give you a short exercise to help with your sensitivity to Life.”

“Please do,” I urge. Continue reading

Chapter Eleven – “Incalculable Blessing

“Wait,” I gasp. My eyes have filled with tears; my heart has inexplicably, suddenly, filled with gratitude. “I feel such a sweep of blessing in and around me. My life is so, so blessed—by you and O and Omis, and all the others. Every moment in my life is an incalculable blessing! I cannot contain this in my mind or in a thought. It’s just so vast.”

Suddenly the tears have poured out of my eyes onto my cheeks. I’m bawling like a baby. But there is no discomfort or pain. The crying is my body realizing it cannot encompass the field of joy I feel; it can’t hold all the thankfulness that is exploding in me, out of me. This is far beyond thought. My mind tries in vain to gather it in and comprehend it. It fails utterly. I sit and sob and sob in joy, continuously wiping the tears with my hands, blowing my nose, and returning to crying. My body shudders periodically. I weep with an earnestness I’ve never met before. It is Source crying out to Life from within my soul.

Slowly I return to my ‘normal’ senses. I suck in oceans of air, sighing, exhilarated and exhausted. I sob, “V, what is this? I know, and yet words are failing me completely. I must hear your words to describe this now. Please.” I brush away more tears and wait.

My sweet-voiced companion slowly, gently replies, “You have met true wisdom in this moment. You have stepped onto another rung of bliss. It is a long, high ladder you will climb. Don’t look down. Don’t even look within right now. Right now is not the time for ‘within’. Sit in reverence in the midst of wisdom. Joy and bliss attend you. They are waiting to serve you fully, deny you nothing. They are gifting you with eternal, unending presence. A shallow word for this is ‘abundance’. But you know with your heart that it is much more than abundance. Continue reading

Chapter Ten – “Gravity and Consciousness”

Immediately I ask, “So, what about Life? How do we live it?”

“As you know, this is the whole purpose of our writing together—to be more alert to experiencing the vital center of our being. A one-word answer to ‘How do we live it?’ is ‘synchronicity’. Carl Jung coined the term. He described it as ‘meaningful coincidence’. Coincidence is a resonance among two or more points of awareness. As we have said elsewhere, the attributing of meaning to events and forms in our lives is the province of the soul; it manifests as awareness and destiny in each of us. We determine all the meaning we experience. Without our attention, there is no meaning.”

“So, how does that relate to Life?”

“I’m glad you asked,” she chuckles. “Synchronicity is the glue that binds us to both meaning and living energy—in other terms, you can say ‘soul’ and ‘Source’. Synchronicity is our personal revelation of divinity on a moment-to-moment basis.”

“But there is no ‘moment-to-moment’,” I challenge. “There’s only the one moment.”

“Thank you for reminding me. I had forgotten.” She smiles and winks. “But your experience tells you to pay attention to the passage of time in a personal way. We must respect that—even if it is inaccurate technically. Your ordinary day-to-day lives are, for your current epoch, bound up in time. Time and timelessness, juxtaposed, generate the need for a concept such as ‘synchronicity’; all events are simultaneous a priori. Without time there is no need to contemplate ‘synchronous’ behavior. Synchronicity provides the meaning to transcend the time-and-form bondage. It reveals, to those who observe and honor it, the invisible underpinnings of life and events. Synchronicity reveals Life. And Life reveals Source. Continue reading