To: K-list 
Recieved: 1999/02/17  16:30  
Subject: Re: [K-list] Events 
From: Mystress Angelique Serpent
  
On 1999/02/17  16:30, Mystress Angelique Serpent posted thus to the K-list: 
   Welcome to the Twilight Zone, Katharine. :)  
   Your story makes me think of  Timothy Leary's explanation of reality: 
that we are all walking around in self-created "reality tunnels" made of 
our own perceptions filtered thru consciousness. As perceptions widen, and 
consciousness expands, the tunnel gets bigger, starts to intersect with 
other, wider tunnels and higher vibration realities.  
   As your ego that creates the reality tunnel merges into your 
unconscious, you begin to perceive a bigger reality. You tuned into bird 
song and perceived how they hear themselves and each other.,, and in that 
state of unity with them, you were in a higher vibration and the world 
looked different.  
   The world looks different at each vibration: depressed people are at a 
low vibe and see a dull gray world, the one you saw was bright and crisp. 
   I know that one, it is very kewl.. Faerieland..everything looks sharp, 
and patterns within the relationships between things are clear. Something 
like a cedar tree is an incredible work of fractal art: at once you can 
perceive each frond, (they don't all blur together into "tree") but also 
the fractal relationship patterns of each frond to the whole tree. It is 
made of a few angles that repeat on each other into a fascinating pattern. 
Each frond is a 2d model of the tree shape and it's branches. At once you 
can see the whole, and each part fitting into the whole, and how it all 
fits together with a randomness that is not random at all, but following 
the underlying chaos math formula that a cedar tree carries in it's DNA. 
>From that vibe nothing is random, it all follows patterns too complex and 
too simple for the rational mind to follow. It is an "understanding", as 
the thread has been, lately.  
    Didn't respond to that thread coz I didn't know where to begin.. I am 
so used to odd info incoming. Writing to someone the other day, I suddenly 
understood why the Mayans did mock  
   Since last solstice I have been living in an "Escher" world. Walls are 
not flat, they lean or ripple like water. Doorways are tilted into twisted 
trapezoids, and even corners that I know are square, like my desk all seem 
wider or narrower. 
    When I stare at the wall, or anything, it seems to take on a glow, then 
to ripple like water, then turn to mist and particles of it float towards 
me seeking unity... Things feel solid, the chair under my butt holds me, 
but if I focus on the place where they meet, The point of separation, it 
vanishes and my awareness of self floats into the chair. My mind wanders 
into it's wood, down to it's wheels and back up into the arms of the chair 
which seem to be my own arms wrapping around me in an embrace. I am the 
vessel of consciousness, and I am the chair that holds the vessel. The 
chair seems to be tingling with energy, alive as I AM. Wherever my 
consciousness goes, there I AM. I can let my mind wander below the chair, 
thru the floor to wander my basement.. I can go anywhere, be anything.. and 
anything I put my attention on, reaches out to become a part of my 
consciousness. Or, I become a part of it's.. no difference, all One.  
   I hold the water I am going to drink in my hands, giving it my love and 
attention till it seems to spark and glow. I drink it and it seems to 
disappear halfway down my throat.. it became a part of me when I held it in 
my hands. Same with the food I eat. If I do not eat with awareness, the 
food sits like a lump in my stomach till I do bless it, and in extreme 
cases will pass thru me too quickly to be digested, much. I must recognise 
it as my Self before I unify it with my form.   
   Between that and the vanishing.. interesting, it takes different forms. 
Playing the "Mirror game", there are not so many faces. Some that used to 
be easy to connect with and pull up to show folks are hard to find, instead 
I just glow blue, turn to smoke and disappear. See right through my head, 
to the wall behind me.  
   Last summer a wise e-friend from the Celestine list, and a former K-list 
member came to visit with a friend, and I took them on a tour of a local 
farm market-fair. Occasionally we would become separated, several times I 
saw the two of them looking around for me everywhere, turning their heads 
this way and that, scanning the crowd.. and not seeing me even tho I was 
standing right in front of them, looking at them... The market was near a 
dock, and after some looking and shopping they went into a building to use 
the facilities, and I sat quietly on a bench in the patio garden outside, 
in plain sight 15 feet directly in front of the exit. I was the only person 
around, and I sat listening to the fountain and having a smoke.. tuning in 
to the environment. The consciousness of water, wood, stone, plants.. When 
they came out of the building, I quietly observed them as they stopped and 
stood looking around them everywhere, for a few minutes, plainly wondering 
where I'd gotten to, altho they looked in my direction many times. When 
they finally did see me sitting right in front of them they were startled 
and asked if I had really been there the whole time? Yep. 
  Not really still, either, as I was smoking.. 
  It seems that when my consciousness is tuned to the environment, I 
disappear into it like the Faerie. When my awareness turned toward my 
friends, they could see me again.         
 
At 06:18 AM 2/16/99 , Katharine wrote: 
> 
>Now for the not so good thing.  Last night I had this incredible urge and 
>needed to open my front door to my apartment late at night.  I felt like 
>someone was on the other side.  Strange thing now that I think of it ,  I 
>did not even check my peep hole to see if someone was there I just opened 
>it.  I looked directly ahead and down the hall when I suddenly felt a cold 
>breeze by my feet and when I looked down this dark form floated past me 
>with spots all over it and then it just vanished.  What was that?  and how 
>did I know that it was there? 
> 
>katharine 
     I dunno what it was.. usually cold things are spirits, ghosts.. but 
it's a pretty polite one, that would knock instead of barging thru the 
walls. Unless your house spell would prevent that. I wouldn't worry much. 
Ask your Angels to send it into the light, if it is not in your highest 
good, and they will. If it is still around after that, then it's probably 
friendly.  
    You knew that it was there, coz it told you so.. learn to trust your 
instincts.  
  Blessings..  
> 
 
 
 
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