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. With love...cosmicobserver

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Life seems muddled. Filled with falsities, persuasions, unfulfilling promises and distortions of all types. The mind, as it stands, cannot decipher the glyphs of living without skewing them to meet its needs, its biases. There seems to be a milky film running through the mind-veins, secreted by the all too disrespectful ME-ness. To disrespect the true nature of life is an affront to our divine heritage. To walk life’s path with honor is a challenge for the present human race. The evidence is too obvious. Perhaps simplicity is calling to us and we are too deaf to hear it.

In this second round “Three More Suggestions,” there is a call to clarity. If we could only bring the natural walk of life back to this sublime simplicity we would be destined for greater things. 

1) As you improve your capacity to actively notice what you are feeling and thinking, and what is happening around you, turn that noticing into the expansion of awareness. Invite into your being a new openness and allowing that will begin to dissolve barriers around the little self. The focus of this is the release of your identity with form, and that which is separate from the Cosmos.

You may use noticing as a technique within your meditations. Observe, for instance as you sit still, that there are holes within the fabric of your thinking. There are occasional brief pauses in the streams of thought. There are openings between all the streams as well, loopholes if you will.

Use your imagination to zoom down to microscopic levels in these holes. There, if you are patient, you will recognize what we call points of peace. Now apply your awareness to these points. Center in on them. Relax into their spaciousness. They feel enormously peaceful. When you enter their orbits, you feel blanketed by the most refreshing and calming influence. If you do this, you will find that they are not only supremely serene, but they are also internal power generators of great abundance.

2) Turn not-resisting into active acceptance of the moment; accept Now as your true identity. It is only logical. If there is only one Now and no other, then everything is within the Now, in the same space. Everything belongs to it. We are all simultaneous, as I’ve already asserted. We are all one, both in essence and in substance. All the boundaries in the world, in nature, in the Cosmos, are just permeable membranes; we are literally liquid beings, flowing into and through one another. We all flow continuously through our environments.

There are many examples of this fluidity. Look at breathing for one. It is the most fundamental life-sustaining action we can take. Stop eating and you live a few weeks; stop drinking water and you live a few days. Without breathing, the body and brain die within minutes.

The breath we breathe sustains our life in the physical body more essentially than any other function. Yet we are giving it away in great exhalations several times a minute. We draw in and breathe out. Where is the boundary between our bodies and the air, the room, the person beside us, the sky? Our skin is highly porous, especially at microscopic and subatomic levels. Our minds are continuously receiving and digesting the ideas of others, and in turn giving them away again. The heat and cold outside invade our bodies without hesitation. We take in food and give off waste products. We touch each other and feel comfort, irritation, or excitement.

Our boundaries are, in truth, arbitrary. We construct them and use them for good and understandable reasons, but that does not make them real. We could just as easily see that there are no permanent boundaries, and no one would be the worse for it. In fact, with awakening, we are a lot better off. It is our knowing of oneness, integration and sharing of the fabric of existence with all else, that gives vigilans health and abundance. We see boundaries as elements of functionality, not identity.

“What does this have to do with non-resistance though?”

It is all about using the energy humans have been putting into resisting reality, and instead putting it into accepting reality. Oneness itself is a profound acceptance if you can imagine it—the simultaneity of the atom and the Cosmos, the tree and the bird, the human and the vigilan being, indeed all forms of creation. We are one consciousness that experiences and expresses itself through infinite forms, through infinite degrees of realization.

3) You can turn your acceptance into authenticity and thence into appreciative action. You can translate the formless into form in the manifested world. You can look and move in the other direction as well. That is, you can move from form into the formless space. Action is necessary to be physically alive. But not all actions are healthy. Many actions are cut off from Source, and are not inspired by beneficial motives or outcomes. For actions to be healthy and beneficial to the actor and to the acted-upon, they must be generated from the Life Source. The clearer and cleaner the connection, the healthier will be the outcome.

Authenticity is the health-giving connection. It is more than just a buzzword or synonym for spirit-seeking. It is an avenue for practical efficiency in all you do. Authenticity equals simplicity. Actions, like thoughts, tend toward complexity, and hence away from the authentic awareness; they tend toward dense formations and loss of connection unless they are consistently guided from Source. Source and simplicity are the basic tenets of the vigilan appreciative faculty; these were also available embryonically to homo sapiens. So, it is not beyond your capacity to begin exploring this primal core of your being. To facilitate your transition into the new species, you will want to know the way this works.

“Yes. I do want to know.”

This is the way. The still, small voice is speaking. Stop shouting within yourself, within your mind, long enough to imagine that voice. Stop rustling the papers of your impatience, and careening through your daily life in avoidance of what’s real. The way authenticity comes to us is by stopping. How do you stop? Do so by not resisting what is. Anything that is not real—in the moment—has been added by your mind, as a form of distraction and defense. Notice this phenomenon in yourself, and continue to drop your resistance. Call that energy back into your matrix.

Copyright © 2010 by Robert Lee Potter

To get the full explanation of these “Three More Suggestions” read the complete chapter here: https://lettersfrom500.com/2009/10/31/from-letter-nineteen-three-more-suggestions/

I resonated with ‘Letters from 500’ after my initial read of the manuscript in 2009. It was something I believed in my heart, and after reading the manuscript it reassured me. Upon reading Chapter 12 – “Three Suggestions,” it was clear that this was the perfect guide to carry with me, through my life. It’s a simple guide. You can keep it in your pocket without any clutter and pull it out when times seem disturbing. I’ve brought these ‘Suggestions’ back to life here as we begin this New Year in somewhat uncertain times. The ‘Great Storm’ is not apocalyptic, it’s transformative. Let’s not make it hard for ourselves, let’s move into this transformation with the grace of awakened beings.

There are three suggestions I’d like to offer. You need not take them as gospel truth, but they exemplify vigilan attitudes toward life. They can help for humans as well. Many of you may already practice what I will say in some form or another. First, simply notice; next, do not increase resistance; and lastly, act in accordance with your own authenticity. (more…)

I fly into the darkness with the thrill of another journey. I’ve been here before. Oh it was so trying then, yet glorious. I am not challenged to participate. I am surrendered to the call, Soul’s immersion into the conscious love of transformation.

When I was home in my oneness, looking into the fray of evolving, it seemed so simple to understand, knowing the truth of it all. Laughing, I embrace this formidable path traveled until I’m thrust into it again. I’m not laughing now.

Bang, I’ve landed. Hit a wall that stopped the everflow of awakened state before my departure. “Now you See It, now you don’t.” Those words never as poignant as in this moment of forgetfulness. Even now I’m wondering how these words, these thoughts, broke free to be expressed.

These many years of looking straight ahead and seeing not much. The mind caught in a whirlwind of repeated memories so lacking in the knowledge of it all. The shell I reside in has done well to hide even the spark of truth.

And yet, in this strange moment, as the shell weakens and the mind vibrates in uninspired thought there’s a whisper that comes with determined force. And that laughable moment I had before my descent is reaching out to me once more.

Walk the well-worn path of life with destiny by your side. A chance to alter that footprint sent down as a roadmap, and we take it. Notice that veil that obstructs our view? See through it. Yes! Those clouds of uncertainty gone with the breath of a trillion cells. “I’m awake, awake,” you cry.

Now, that once arduous path seems so clear of debris. The steps, a burden to the mind, nothing more. And, what wonderful laughter follows this glorious recognition. Was it that simple, all the time that simple? A fool would know it. No noise clogging those thoughts. And now, to see the light so clear, so pure.

Painful it was that life of madness. Childish, but not playful. Ignorance lacking the true bliss that it bemoans. You see, we come to play the game of consciousness. Play it in a field of challenging perfection. There is no guarantee. Life here holds none. To be sure, the rest is well worth the travel. Knowing our part of it gives glory to all that is. What more do we need to manifest that sea of silence? In that sea lies the truth.

Have you seen my soul today,
It’s nowhere to be found?
I saw it last rolled in a ball,
As it scurried underground.
Have you seen my soul today,
Stripes colored true and through?
I thought I saw it then it’s gone,
Those hues no longer new.
Have you seen my soul today,
Waving to the crowd?
Its mission passion torn apart,
Its voice no longer loud.
Have you seen my soul today,
That topped the mighty spire?
With windblown threads kissed tops of heads,
And its message filled with fire.
I’ve lost my mighty soul today,
Its pain brought on by thus.
I’ve lost my mighty soul today,
Its nothing more than dust.
But, if you find my darling soul,
Wherever it may be,
Let it know I wish it would
come back and conquer me.
I’m ready for the new unfurl,
The reason for my ride.
To hear voices raised in heartfelt praise,
A return to my soul’s full pride.

In my waking breath, I start again this day’s long pace. I have a choice to walk it right or throw the day to waste? I can stay captive to the mind-noise that yesterday I fought, or carry forth the truth set in unencumbered thought. I can busy myself in the deep ego-sea of me, or I can journey into a world of those around who are free. I can listen to nothing of importance and ignore beauty through my eyes, or I can linger in the sounds of peacefulness and see the splendor beyond the skies. If my heart is shallow I won’t hear the crying sound, I’m destined to the sadness of a horrid day gone down, And patterns that have made me Me, are repeating, repeating a losing strategy. The thing is we’re all built with truth and love and willing, it’s time to set a new stride and keep the dark from killing. It’s time to offer Gratitude and Loving arms that brace, it’s time to see that our lives are a wasteland but for Grace.

I don’t think I’ve ever been as angry as I am now. It’s an emotion that doesn’t sit inside me much, and when it does rise up it dissipates quickly. I’m fortunate in that respect. I’m quick to forgive and have little time for dwelling on something I cannot change. But we have gone completely Bizarro, allowing this latest administration to have the keys to the castle. They just don’t care about us. All of us, including their supposed base. Recognition of this fact, when the sky falls on top of us, chicken little, will be a long and hard lesson.

The physical protestations have produced a large negative bubble around this country. You can almost see the fire of rage bellow up from the purple mountains majesty and the fruited plains. The emotional body has gone haywire and the health of the body is in dire straits. But, we can change this rotten dynamic, this pervading stench that wreaks with me-ism. Don’t let the voice of crazy penetrate too deeply. Block it with the Heart-Fire of Transformation. Think it. Believe it. Love it. Project it. We better start loving our surroundings like never before. Better start loving our neighbor like never before. Better start loving our community like never before. And we better start loving our humanity like never before. The only values that need be honored are the values that sustain civility and harmony. Without these, we are lost.

The integrity of a structure is no better than the foundation that it’s built on. Destroy any part of that integrity and it’s doomed to topple. And then what? Picking up the pieces, of an idea built on integrity, will surely take generations. I’d like to see it healthy again before I’m gone.

There is clarity beyond…start noticing.

 

Will you remember me
When there’s no more of me to see?
Will you remember the things that went so wrong
Or remember the sometimes good we’ve done?
Will you remember me
When there’s no more of me to see?
Will you remember the pain I sometimes put you through
Or the tenderness that sprung from my heart for you?
Will you remember me
When there’s no more of me to see?
Will you remember the deep sorrow we weathered
Or the beautiful happiness we shared together?
Will you remember me
When my ashes are long for the sea?
When the days are many and your heart less heavy
How will you remember me?

 

 

12.8.5(eyes)-The Delaware Sunset #2

Having lived through the tumultuous 60’s I can say, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that it was one of the biggest shakeups in our history. The ego mind had tossed and turned until it skewed out of shape, and the pressure cooker of disfunction popped its cork. With the advent of psychotropic drugs, we started to see the world in a different reality.  It wasn’t the same old, same old anymore. It was a time of [what-the-fuckness] and it birthed a new confidence, above and beyond the ego mind. It garnered truth in the face of deception. It bled lies that help actuate the facts laid out before us. In the past, we believed what we were told. Now we were unraveling the veil of deception with inner awareness, and heart and soul resonance. You could fool all the people all the time before then. By the 60’s, just some of us, some of the time. It was our Chrysalis bursting open.

And here we are. Back to a time when madmen can tell tales of insanity and bring us to our knees. Integrity has taken a backseat to 1% mucksuckers. The poor ego is so deluded that it will take a mountain of faerie dust to clear the poison spell it has come under. Pshaw!!!

In the light of our darkness, I thought it appropriate to remind us of why we are here in the first place. What do our souls want out of all of this, and why this way? I’ve read this Epilogue many times. It has been a balm to my worried mind. Its soothing explanation calms the frustration inside me and gives me a bright light to cast on the darkness that has taken the joy out of living. I’m throwing it out there to you, and pray that it will alleviate the pain that sits inside your belly. 

We’re here for a damn good reason. Let’s make it all worthwhile.

Why Souls Come to Earth

“O, I’ve recently been reading about a theory that the Earth is like a training ground for souls. I have a question for you.”

Shoot.

“Hey, you’re picking up the lingo, aren’t you. According to this theory, we proceed through many incarnations, from the beginning as young souls, to an end-point as old ones.”

Indeed it is so.

“They say we have a hundred or so lifetimes on this planet, in which we gradually gather a full range of practical life experiences. Finally, we graduate out of the system and move on to something else. Well, when I thought about what I was reading, I began to have some questions about the future you’ve been describing.”

This is more than a theory to me. I am living it. I know the reasons we’re here.

“So, what are those reasons?” (more…)