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[This montage image was produced with a series of photos taken with an iPhone while imagining nothing and beginning with no idea for the outcome. It was spontaneous combustion, through the sheer joy of experimentation and exploration. A photographic doodle of sorts.]

The world of form is enlivened by our senses, without which we would have no response to life. Those senses spark emotions inside us that play with the mind and move us to communicate responses. We are the experience of our perceptions.

With all the shuttering-in we’re a part of now I thought it would be nice to post back our “Journey to 500.” A guided meditation through time, it can be a salve and a calming for our jittered state. So put on the headphones, find a gazing point and get ready for your flight into the future of your mind, your body and your soul.


I’m in Hunker Mode. Hunkered down for the remainder of this life chapter until the powers that be let me know it’s safe again to go back into the water, or the streets, and the stores and the restaurants. Watching the news you’d think that your favorite apocalypse movie had become like a flash-mob suddenly breaking in on our every-day.

How many conspiracies have you read about, or heard about over the past week? It seems everyone has one or is fast to pass on someone else’s. Depending upon your level of cynicism, or not, you are led to believe there is something sinister in the wings. The noise is deafening and the brain reacts by absorbing it all, confused and dazed by the onslaught of opinions and delusions. When will it end? What is real, or  What IS real?

Perhaps the illusion of this Earth Consciousness is such an overwhelming concept that to understand it we must pierce the subtle veil that covers our physical form. We approach this life with our personal perception of what is real. That perception is individuated to each soul and our experience here works through the veil of that perception. Those who have pierced the veil, through intense meditation practices or other esoteric modalities understand the illusion and are not directed by it. Rather, they sit in the larger cosmic consciousness and are one with all that is. Conspiracies have been the engine of change for millennia. [Who knows the truth] is a thought, an idea, dictated through the mind, a mind veiled in the illusion of this realm of consciousness. Perhaps we should trust nothing but the true barometer that lies deep inside our divine heart, where the soul connection is made and the animation of our being begins. The silence that resides deep there holds the truth beyond the veil, and once sensed will make this life a matter of conscious evolution, not a matter of fact. Of course, there is always the idea that the Law of Karma has reacted to this dark period of self-serving greed and the apathetic lack of empathy, and is our ever-loving reboot.

Robert sent this to me yesterday and asked me to share it with the community.

I continue to work on revisions to the text of book six. Here’s something I just came across (page 76) and must share. It is a message of great importance in this time of war and storming and political ‘cartoonism’.

The Earth feels me and I feel her. I am in a totally unexpected symbiosis. I canhear the world, as a living being; she is enjoying my enjoyment in these sky antics and playful explorations. And then a more serious and urgent note pushes forward into my awareness. The Earth is asking me, quite clearly, to use my ‘enthusiasm’ to a purpose, a purpose for the good of my species and the good of all other species of my time.

The Earth’s message takes a moment to assume mental form. Slowly I hear the sound. “Appreciate! Take on a deep compassion for all those who do not yet know how to appreciate. Use the enthusiasm of your newfound awareness to project heightened consciousness into your fellow beings on this world, in your age. Personally, you must dismantle negative thinking and resistance entirely—as a sacred quest. I beseech you to no longer allow your mind and ego to inject poison into the stream of love, pouring forth from your soul!”

I listen intently, absorbing the deep meaning of her message. This is the Earth talking to me! Directly! I am humbled and exalted at once. I am put in my place, and yet I know that ‘place’ is one of freedom and abundance; it is vastly expansive. My place is our place, all the living beings of the planet, plus the ground itself. Our place is ‘home’, a wonderful, miraculous gift of the Cosmos, bestowed on us from the origin, from glorious Source itself. I am swept up in awe, filled with a divineenthusiasm: I think of the root of the word: It is Greek, enthous, meaning ‘possessed by a god’. That god is Earth!

Robert Lee Potter – March 2016