Absorbed in deep contemplation, down beyond the chatter of life, I find that space where silence reigns and darkness turns to light. Where peace moves in, on golden threads, caressing my numinous heart. The current of multi-dimensions rushes through, dancing eternity’s infinite beat.
In 2009, at a dinner party in Philadelphia, PA., I was introduced to the manuscript for the first book of "Letters from 500." My dear friend, Robert Potter, had an amazing five months of download from a Being 500 years in our future, and I was among the first to hear of this wonderful adventure story that has provided me with resonance to a new level of knowing.
After two days, in complete absorption with the book, I promised Robert that I would help make this story known. Since then I have helped design and publish all three of these amazing books.
This blog is my sincere offering to the universe and to those wonderful Vigilans who, I have discovered, are our future selves. To them, I bow with my Soul's gratitude, for it is through their sublime words that I now direct my life and with their guidance share with those who resonate as deeply as I did.
Time to return to our Nation’s will. The will to be better, to act better, to manifest better ideas than the ones that have torn us apart these past four years. Get out of your mind people. Run to that heart that lays truth upon you without bias. We are all in it together and cannot succeed without the many acting as one. Now that the Thanksgiving weekend has come to a close we must never forget how it all began and do our best to make our future better.
This is the proclamation that set the precedent for America’s national day of Thanksgiving. During his administration, President Lincoln issued many orders similar to this. For example, on November 28, 1861, he ordered government departments closed for a local day of thanksgiving.
Sarah Josepha Hale, a 74-year-old magazine editor, wrote a letter to Lincoln on September 28, 1863, urging him to have the “day of our annual Thanksgiving made a National and fixed Union Festival.” She explained, “You may have observed that, for some years past, there has been an increasing interest felt in our land to have the Thanksgiving held on the same day, in all the States; it now needs National recognition and authoritive fixation, only, to become permanently, an American custom and institution.”
Prior to this, each state scheduled its own Thanksgiving holiday at different times, mainly in New England and other Northern states. President Lincoln responded to Mrs. Hale’s request immediately, unlike several of his predecessors, who ignored her petitions altogether. In her letter to Lincoln she mentioned that she had been advocating a national thanksgiving date for 15 years as the editor of Godey’s Lady’s Book. George Washington was the first president to proclaim a day of thanksgiving, issuing his request on October 3, 1789, exactly 74 years before Lincoln’s.
The document below sets apart the last Thursday of November “as a day of Thanksgiving and Praise.” According to an April 1, 1864, letter from John Nicolay, one of President Lincoln’s secretaries, this document was written by Secretary of State William Seward, and the original was in his handwriting. On October 3, 1863, fellow Cabinet member Gideon Welles recorded in his diary how he complimented Seward on his work. A year later the manuscript was sold to benefit Union troops.
Have you noticed that this election has produced a sentiment, not of extremes, but of moderation? Both parties made strides in bringing the center closer. Those who want either end of the political extreme may have to wait or just come to understand that most citizens just want to live a life of peace and prosperity in some way that meets their family’s needs. Sanity is neither left nor right, it’s balanced. It’s reasonable. It compromises. It finds a space where nerves are neither highly strung or wobbly. Of course, the intelligent approach creates better results than the gut wrench. And then, somewhere between the mind and the gut, lies the heart. The seat of kindness and compassion, reason, and understanding. This is the friend we should turn to now for advice. This friend never lets us down and always makes us feel balanced. Here’s hoping we hear its cry.
Our dear friend and “Letters” author Robert Potter has recently turned me on to this video of an amazing [Before Life and Past Life Memory] story. I’ve viewed it several times and each time have been brought to blissful tears. In my many years of investigation into spiritual practices, and those of my own making, I’ve occasionally come across those adventures that have made a profound impact in my journey. This is certainly one of them, and at the least, it will raise your vibrational state to levels of joy and delight. Of course, there will be those naysayers who doubt that something this provocative could be truthful or legitimate. That would be the ego mind at work and this video is not for them. It is meant to be watched from a place that is nonjudgmental, a place where the heart vibrates to a truth laid bare. I hope you will benefit from this viewing, and if so, you will pass this on to anyone you know that will see the light.
Do you ever wonder what’s in the “small print” when it comes to the election process? What’s in those not-so-read portions of presidential election protocol? Is our Democracy in jeopardy? Maybe! Maybe not! Van Jones took a deep dive into the election process and here is what he discovered. If we don’t pull off a grand majority to Make Sanity Great Again, we might be in for 4 more years of madness.
When I was in my twenties I joined a community in Queens, New York, headed by an Indian guru. I spent only five years there, but the impression it left would be the foundation for the life that followed. Much of the experience with the guru is more than meditation and selfless service. If you think peace, light and bliss are constant in this environment you are mistaken. The constant battle over ego and ego’s best friends; jealousy, doubt, insecurity, pride and depression, is mind boggling. It releases these friends in big doses and breaks you down like never before.
Yet, in spite of this, there is still the searching for peace, light and the all elusive bliss. With the practice of meditation – and opening of the awareness centers that meditation activates – there is a touching of these esoteric essences that comes to visit every so often. Peace and Light are visible to the inner eye through clarity that imbues the inner being. You can see the wave form in front of you during meditation and feel its presence as it enters your body from the other realms.
Bliss is not visible. Bliss is resonance at the most subtle level. There are times when you think you’ve caught it, but it’s just the emotional body responding to the Peace and Light that comes through the meditation. You are even set upon by tears of joy which masquerade as bliss, playing on the third chakra, and sending messages to the heart producing bouts of unstoppable weeping. This is the kundalini energy moving up to the third chakra, the emotional center; and when it gets there it is suddenly blocked and the energy stops moving further up to the heart center where the real experience of bliss occurs.
So what is bliss? Bliss comes in a wave, like a soft breeze against the skin. It moves gracefully. It never announces itself and you can’t meditate to it. It comes when least expected because the human mind cannot intend it or even cry for its presence. No, Bliss sneaks in when you’re off guard and guard is the key word here. We always guard ourselves from external and internal occurrences, or so we think. We are constantly watching out for ourselves and this creates the barrier to keep bliss away. Bliss is always present. It resonates around us all the time. It is part of the cosmic makeup and it laughs like hell when it feels someone searching high and low for it. It’s just not going to show up. Don’t even try.
What you must do is pack your mental bags, put them into storage, and move into the palace of the heart. The home of the heart is a beautiful place. It is always clean and scented with delight. It sees you always as a dear one and will never tell you anything but the truth. And once you accept the truth that the heart offers you, you will see a change in yourself. Immediately you will notice a grace about your Self that was not apparent before. You will see all things as good and all beings as loved ones. The noticing of this is subtle but it will tap you on the shoulder and let you know it’s here. Once your mind no longer directs the symphony of your life, once you hand the baton over to your heart, you will be free. And Bliss will become your best friend. You will laugh with joy when it arrives. It shows up at the most unimagined moments. You could be strolling down a road or listening to a piece of music. Suddenly the wave arrives. It caresses you and you feel your heart swell and tears roll out. These tears aren’t thunderous, they are expressions of recognition. And this recognition bolsters the experience to levels of the greatest delight. I’m sure there are those that will read this post that have had their own bliss experiences, for each one is personal and I would hope you will share these experiences with us. Oh yes, one more thing, when we all discover simplicity in our lives we will open the door wide for our friend to arrive.
With our election season coming into full bloom, and our many months experience with Covid-19, I felt it would lift the spirit a bit to read about a man who seems to have transcended the fractured, mundane world of egoism, and tasted the more awakened world of Conscious Evolution. For some of us, we have long walked this path seeking our soul’s quest, for awakening to a more profound existence, above the maddening crowd, freed from the shackled life of ignorance and self indulgence.
Those of us who will leave this planet sooner than later, with a modicum of success on this path, find it necessary to pass on any and all information to those who seek the truth and will walk the walk. Ignorance and self indulgence are a blight on this planet, and the planet will eventually see fit to rid itself of this terminal dis-ease. It is happening in the evolution of our next generations. Not necessarily those who are here now, but those beings yet to be born. The earth’s DNA is changing. This acronym, DNA, will be referring to Dawn’s Newly Awakened.
So, read on. Explore the transformation of Franklin Merrell-Wolff. Let in his energy into your energy. In that deep state of silence and simplicity you will know that this is the destination for us all.
IT IS A COMMON and apparently quite natural habit with us to regard the material given through the senses as being something actual. Our science and philosophy may fail to give an adequate interpretation of this material, but still we generally feel sure that it is something. So the larger portion of the human search for Reality is in the field of the things given to our consciousness through the senses. But in my reflecting upon the idea that this universe of things is derived from and dependent upon a primordial plenum, it suddenly struck me that in the midst of the bare and original fullness there could be nothing to arouse discrete or concrete consciousness. It is a familiar fact of psychology that a long-continued or unchanging state or quality tends to become unconscious. Thus, in a state of health an individual is only slightly conscious of his body in its organic functioning. But let there be some form of injury or sickness, and at once the individual is conscious of his organism as he was not before. Likewise, when a long-continued period of bodily pain has ceased, there is then a concrete consciousness of well-being such as did not exist before the pain. In such a case, simply to be free of the pain has the value of an active joy, though the same bodily state did not have that value formerly. Through pain the joy-consciousness of health was aroused to recognition. A version of this article appears in:
Now, applying this principle in an ontological sense, it follows that the Consciousness of the original Fullness can only be aroused by first passing through the experience of ‘absence’ or ‘emptiness’, in some degree. Thus the active, concrete, and perceptual consciousness is to be viewed as an arousal of specific awareness through a partial blanking-out of the full and perfectly balanced consciousness of the Primordial State. As a result, the world of things, apparently given through the senses, is actually a domain of relative emptiness. We become concretely aware only when contacting voids. There is nothing in this to invalidate the positive findings of natural science. Science studies the direct or indirect determinations of the senses and finds those relationships binding the various parts which render possible the formulation of laws. The question as to whether the terms or facts of science have a substantial base, and if so, what its nature is, is a metaphysical question quite beyond the range of the methodology of natural science. Scientific philosophy reveals a real critical acumen in dropping the notion of ‘substance’ as being relevant to our kind of science. It says—I think correctly—that science is concerned with terms in various relations, and nothing else. When it goes further than that and says specifically or in effect that scientific knowledge is the only kind of real knowledge possible to man, or possible at all, it trips on the very error it charges against certain other philosophies, namely, that of “definition by initial predication.” The book shown above is out of print, but it’s contained in Experience and Philosophy
Now, if it is relative emptiness that arouses to activity concrete consciousness, then it follows that actual substantiality is inversely proportional to sensibility or ponderability. There is most substance where the senses find least, and vice versa. Thus the terms-in-relation of the sensible world are to be viewed as relative emptiness contained in an unseen and substantial matrix. From this there follows, at once, a very important consequence. The discrete manifoldness and apparent pluralism of sensibly given things are quite compatible with a continuous and unitary substantial matrix. The monistic tendency of interpretations based upon mystical insight at once becomes clear, and there is afforded a reconciliation of the one and the many.7
Is it our ignorance that seduces us, to always be unwavering about what we believe to be the truth? Isn’t it possible to be led down the thorny garden path of deception, and feel so right about our acceptance of this path that nothing, not even the naked truth about its deception, will move us to stop our dying loyalty to its voice? It seems that we are mired in delusion. We are ready and willing to jump on any bandwagon that resonates with our self-serving ways. This is the way of the unenlightened. But, Unenlightened Action is the New Cool…
According to a 19th century legend, the Truth and the Lie meet one day. The Lie says to the Truth: “It’s a marvellous day today”! The Truth looks up to the skies and sighs, for the day was really beautiful. They spend a lot of time together, ultimately arriving beside a well. The Lie tells the Truth: “The water is very nice, let’s take a bath together!” The Truth, once again suspicious, tests the water and discovers that it indeed is very nice. They undress and start bathing. Suddenly, the Lie comes out of the water, puts on the clothes of the Truth and runs away. The furious Truth comes out of the well and runs everywhere to find the Lie and to get her clothes back. The World, seeing the Truth naked, turns its gaze away, with contempt and rage. The poor Truth returns to the well and disappears forever, hiding therein, its shame. Since then, the Lie travels around the world, dressed as the Truth, satisfying the needs of society, because, the World, in any case, harbours no wish at all to meet the naked Truth.
The world famous painting- “The Truth coming out of the well” Jean-Léon Gérôme, 1896.
Is this our world? The herd mentality that will follow even to its death.
Letter Seven – Ego’s Great Gift
“Excuse me, but I don’t believe it. It sounds so glib. I just can’t believe human beings are going to end like that. Call it my distrust rising again, but I find it impossible to accept that all of my kind could be wiped out that swiftly and completely. Nor can I believe that the Earth could ever be rid of violence, hatred, aggression, ever. There is so much of it in the world today. Where could all that malevolence go? Even animals and plants can be violent and selfish from what I’ve seen in nature. How could billions of people be converted into something they are not? Getting from my world to the world you’re describing seems just too far to go—in 500 years or even in five million.”
It is your right not to believe. Though I am not asking for your belief. That is not the purpose of these letters. It matters little whether you put this information into your mind in the form of a belief. The mind is not where my message is directed. I seek to touch your consciousness, beyond the mind, and certainly beyond belief. There the information will stimulate a shifting of your being, toward the evolutionary step that is next for you. It can greatly aid in making your shift a more peaceful one. It can also facilitate the future well-being of all other creatures on the planet. This is all about how consciousness itself engages with evolution.
“As much as I agree with your premise that ego is the biggest problem humanity has, it seems an absolute necessity to me. How could we have become a creative and inventive species without it? How would we ever have developed genius?” (more…)
While my time here has now come to an end, I want you to know that in the last days and hours of my life you inspired me. You filled me with hope about the next chapter of the great American story when you used your power to make a difference in our society. Millions of people motivated simply by human compassion laid down the burdens of division. Around the country and the world you set aside race, class, age, language and nationality to demand respect for human dignity.
That is why I had to visit Black Lives Matter Plaza in Washington, though I was admitted to the hospital the following day. I just had to see and feel it for myself that, after many years of silent witness, the truth is still marching on.
Emmett Till was my George Floyd. He was my Rayshard Brooks, Sandra Bland and Breonna Taylor. He was 14 when he was killed, and I was only 15 years old at the time. I will never ever forget the moment when it became so clear that he could easily have been me. In those days, fear constrained us like an imaginary prison, and troubling thoughts of potential brutality committed for no understandable reason were the bars.
Though I was surrounded by two loving parents, plenty of brothers, sisters and cousins, their love could not protect me from the unholy oppression waiting just outside that family circle. Unchecked, unrestrained violence and government-sanctioned terror had the power to turn a simple stroll to the store for some Skittles or an innocent morning jog down a lonesome country road into a nightmare. If we are to survive as one unified nation, we must discover what so readily takes root in our hearts that could rob Mother Emanuel Church in South Carolina of her brightest and best, shoot unwitting concertgoers in Las Vegas and choke to death the hopes and dreams of a gifted violinist like Elijah McClain.
Like so many young people today, I was searching for a way out, or some might say a way in, and then I heard the voice of Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. on an old radio. He was talking about the philosophy and discipline of nonviolence. He said we are all complicit when we tolerate injustice. He said it is not enough to say it will get better by and by. He said each of us has a moral obligation to stand up, speak up and speak out. When you see something that is not right, you must say something. You must do something. Democracy is not a state. It is an act, and each generation must do its part to help build what we called the Beloved Community, a nation and world society at peace with itself.
Ordinary people with extraordinary vision can redeem the soul of America by getting in what I call good trouble, necessary trouble. Voting and participating in the democratic process are key. The vote is the most powerful nonviolent change agent you have in a democratic society. You must use it because it is not guaranteed. You can lose it.
You must also study and learn the lessons of history because humanity has been involved in this soul-wrenching, existential struggle for a very long time. People on every continent have stood in your shoes, through decades and centuries before you. The truth does not change, and that is why the answers worked out long ago can help you find solutions to the challenges of our time. Continue to build union between movements stretching across the globe because we must put away our willingness to profit from the exploitation of others.
Though I may not be here with you, I urge you to answer the highest calling of your heart and stand up for what you truly believe. In my life I have done all I can to demonstrate that the way of peace, the way of love and nonviolence is the more excellent way. Now it is your turn to let freedom ring.
When historians pick up their pens to write the story of the 21st century, let them say that it was your generation who laid down the heavy burdens of hate at last and that peace finally triumphed over violence, aggression and war. So I say to you, walk with the wind, brothers and sisters, and let the spirit of peace and the power of everlasting love be your guide.
Mr. Lewis, the civil rights leader who died on July 17, wrote this essay shortly before his death, to be published upon the day of his funeral.
“Each day I become more consciously aware. I remain vigilant against superficial differences and conflicts. I discriminate wisely. I will refrain from criticizing, fault finding, judging and blaming others for mistakes. I consider myself and others worthy of love forgiveness respect. Love is my Divine nature and I have an endless capacity for love, which is ever seeking expression through me. The Divine dwells within everyone’s heart. All people are expressions of the One life. There is no place for harming in love.”
“Give service to others and perform all your actions with love and awareness, offering all the fruits of your action to the Divine. Forgive all those who have ‘hurt’ you.
This affirmation is from the book: OPPOSITE DOING: THE FIVE YOGIC KEYS TO GOOD RELATIONSHIPS by Marshall Govindan, 2011. Available at babajiskriyayoga.net