Monday, September 29, 2014
don’t have studied works for you today. Today I have something all together different. An observation, perhaps and I’m not quite sure where it is going. As I sit here beside the open window, I hear the wind rustling through the tree leaves and I see the pale light of a just rising sun beginning to etch all of my world in a fine gold and silvery light. Consciousness in tact, as always and ever it is, I observe the things in my world just now.
The breeze is strong enough to tickle the wind chimes outside my front door into motion sending out a beautiful tinkling. The air not quite crisp but cool sends waves of sound that include the chirping of birds, the vehicles on the freeway a half block away already en route to some physical destination and the sound of that something I can’t quite put my finger on. The former, I’m certain are generated physically from my perception of the physical world. The latter, I’m not sure anyone hears but me sometimes. I’m not sure how to define this frequency, vibration or sound I perceive at times. It varies in pitch or tone. Sometimes it is steady and sometimes only just there a moment. Sometimes it isn’t there at all. When I find the tone generators online, they produce a near similar effect with one thing missing, the feeling that naturally accompanies what I hear. It isn’t there all the time but when it is, it flicks on like a light switch and its pulse is strong enough to disrupt all thought and action. It is strong enough for me to feel its accompanying vibration from inside out and yet another… a feeling, non-physical, I cannot define.
The sensation of sound, vibration or frequency (or all 3 as the case may very well be), is typically preceded by an invisible barrier that seems to enshroud my being temporarily. I liken it to an absence or distancing of perception. It is the best way I can think to define it. What is this, or It’s back, I often say to myself when I encounter it off on and on throughout my days and weeks now. What is this sound, frequency or vibration that it is I am hearing? Sometimes, at work, I’ll be mid-sentence and the energy flicks on and I’ll notice a sensation about the ears or maybe it’s the hair on the back of my neck standing up, I’m still not sure. I feel things around me and as crazy as that sounds, it brings me a great sense of peace. There is a knowing in the feeling…that I am not alone. It is so very hard to understand until you’ve experienced it and you’ve noticed the difference between tinnitus and this sensation or a barometric pressure change and this shift in perception. This is non-physical, this sensation. Again, it is a bit hard to adequately explain. But I wonder even more, what is it for? Why am I experiencing it at all?
Some very quick searches for information have left me with an explanation that this perception, this thing that I am experiencing is merely the Aum or Ascension Symptoms. I think I could find more solace in the meaning behind the Aum in, “The Sound of the Center of the Universe.” Is it really even a sound if I’m hearing it inside of me? This thing, whatever it is, has a steady-state frequency that gives off a sense of awakening and it isn’t always the same tone. Sometimes the hertz are well up into 5 digits and beyond and are joined by harmonizing tones. With all due respect for the perspective of others, I don’t “believe” in ascension symptoms that run the gamut of every symptom normally attributed to stress, menopause or the common cold. I see no evidence to support it so see that as a hypothesis not yet tested. Another reason I don’t share the belief in the concept of ascension symptoms is that I know that we are already awake and a part of us so very Consciously (Big “C”) aware. You can blame your anxiety and bad days on a thing but I can’t. I can see there is nothing to blame in this universe. If I feel a certain way, there is an experience I intentionally sought. If I hadn’t, it would not be. I have enough self-case studies in my time from a variety of topics to support this contention at least in enough areas to convince my self.
I was once merely an observer of physical life but something changed many years ago following my NDE (Near Death Experience) and then deepened in the years leading up to my Big C Consciousness awakening following a surgery and some of the most intense life lessons I’ve ever contended with and that awakening continues. I don’t see it as an ascension, I see it as remembrance of who and what I truly am. And each will come to this conclusion in his or her own time. There is a knowing that accompanies this feeling and even the non-physically perceived sound that I have wondered about all of these years. There is a part of me that knows what this frequency or vibration is and why it seems I “hear” it. In a very simple way, with intent, I am merely remembering… remembering home. Home is not a place that we try to put into the constructs of our third-dimensional framework. Rather home is a state of being, a state of remembering the connected nature of all things and not only remembering but also feeling the connected nature of all things. There is nothing more beautiful in this world. That feeling to me connects directly with the feelings evoked by watching a beautiful fiery pink, silvery gold and orange sunrise over the mountain tops framed in low-lying clouds or even the same colors, ever more vibrant as the sun sinks slowly into the powerful ocean. If you’ve not felt these things and their accompanying vibrations then my words won’t do them justice by any measure…for there is no measure or words I have to truly define the powerful beauty of the experience.
I cannot prove my experience with this non-physical perception or feeling may be a better word. I think that others share this experience I am trying to define who have found themselves in a similar state of feeling the Consciously Connected nature of all things that leaves them in awe, blissful and filled with compassionate love and deeper understanding. If you have encountered this feeling or something similar to what I have been trying to articulate here, I would very much like to hear about your perspectives or experiences. Write me, if you’d like to share. Jaiehart@gmail.com.
Blessings of Love and Greater Awareness in the Wholeness of your Beautiful Being!
Repost from: The Journal of Connected Consciousness
© 2014 Rev. J.L. Harter, PhD
Sunday, September 14, 2014
I'm so pleased to announce the launch of the Journal of Metaphysics and Connected Consciousness. This is a peer reviewed journal of metaphysics and consciousness studies. I extend an open invitation to my metaphysical and spiritual or even academically trained friends and those amazing souls I've not met yet interested in consciousness to join me in sharing thoughts and knowledge with what we hope will be an ever-growing audience in humanity eager to learn and grow. Contact me if you are interested or please visit the site for submission guidelines. Blessings! Click the link below and have a look!
The Journal of Metaphysics and Connected Consciousness
The Journal of Metaphysics and Connected Consciousness
In this video, I provide a little exercise to teach you how to begin to learn how your body speaks to you. There is a subtle language beyond the basics of thought that come in the form of feelings (for lack of better word) and no, I'm not talking about emotions. Have a look and a listen. Let me know what you think!
Saturday, September 6, 2014
Singing River stands still and silent glistening in the sunlight of early morning. She’s not a person per se but a beautiful old tree. I call her Singing River because when the sea breeze blows and rustles the leaves in that beautiful tree, the sound, I compare to that of a singing river. I’ve loved that tree since the moment I laid eyes on her and I’ve watched her closely this week as she begins to shed her leaves in preparation for Autumn and then Winter. Oh how I will miss her song but I’ll listen tonight when the sun starts to set and the breeze kicks up and I will smile. Oh that might sound strange but this is my life and I can wax poetic and unique as I choose to.
It’s been an interesting week of observation. Beginning on a holiday, Labor Day in which I fortunately did not have to labor much other than wrapping up final school preparations for my 11 year old daughter about to begin her first day in Middle School and my middle daughter about to begin her sophomore year in a new High School very near to my home. The busyness of preparations made me tired but glad I was to make the preparations for these oh so very important days in the youth of my children. Funny it was that my High Schooler, ready for her first day in a new school was greeted at 7:15 am by our city’s finest with a message that school had been closed down for the day. The outgoing child that she is, she learned from others near by that a message had been sent that the school had been closed abruptly for the day due to a threat. Sadly, someone hacked a student’s school email account to inform the school that explosives were planted around the school and any survivors would be shot by automatic rifle. Interesting, I thought aside from the ego’s emotions of fear and assumption about who would do such a thing. I could make assumptions from here to the moon, become angry, upset and accusatory about the unknown individual who perhaps unwittingly committed an act of terrorist threat against a simple institution housing nothing but kids who wanted to socialize and finish their required education. I’m in no position to judge because I’ve got no facts about who the individual was who made the threats or why. I thought about it and then ultimately decided it wasn’t worth the energy. Thankfully, the authorities and school officials had the matter well in hand and all students, faculty and surrounding residents were fortunately and ultimately safe from any harm other than inconvenience.
I can’t help but wonder about the person who hacked the email account and made the threat. I wonder if the consequences of his or her actions were even remotely considered. Was it a mere child incapable of such responsible behavior as considering consequences before actions or was it an adult suffering the same malady? Perhaps it was someone who didn’t care or was incapable of caring and that lead me to other thoughts. Are we raising a nation of sociopaths unable to grasp delayed gratification, hell-bent on attention, vengeance or who knows what? Is it a problem or is it just part of a much larger plan to which I have no full awareness.? I mean, what if this place – Earth, in any city, contains what we might judge both good and bad for the sake of understanding there is a good and bad? I don’t have empiracle evidence of anything and any judgments I might make would amount to pure conjecture or assumption in the absence of facts. In the end, this time, all were physically safe in their existence here.
In another interaction on another day this week I witnessed the judgment of others in action. Listened to what was said and the judgments made and knowing the details and individuals involved in this certain string of interactions, I saw something else and I heard something else from two interactors and an observer…I too observed the interactions of all 3 and had an entirely different perspective – one of understanding all parties involved and I saw…I saw the lessons each was presented and how they went about learning them…or in this case, perhaps not. Certainly it was more of a trivial matter but how many trivial lessons unlearned add up to an unsatisfactory life? I don’t know the answer and can only assume, run simulations in my mind based on my own perceptions and observations only to arrive at still yet another provisional truth. And so, I pointed out alternative perspectives, expressed gratitude for the sharing and then was acutely reminded to be careful of my judgements because no matter how smart I think I may be on a topic, I do not have all of the facts and can’t. It isn’t my lot in life to have all of the facts about every interaction there is.
Even still, I do have a framework of understanding. That understanding is simply that we project our consciousness with intent into this dimension for an experience. The less contact we have with the consciousness beyond the veil of ego, the less capable we are to understand the things that might matter more to us than superficial consciousness or instant self-gratification. Sometimes I think if we could learn delayed self-gratification, learn how to turn to the peace inside and entertain our truest nature in terms of the feeling inside us all that is more accurate than any words we could pull out of the vast array of them at our disposal to define, think or judge a thing, we could focus our energy instead on understanding and hearing the Truth. But were not all interested in Truth, I know as fact. The Just World Hypothesis is a mistake to hold onto if one is interested at all in any form of happiness. This is not a just world and it is not a just world intentionally, but why? Do you ever wonder? There is a reason and it isn’t random chance that the things we find ourselves engaged in occur.
Singing River has come to life in a gentle sea breeze outside and I contemplate work and the things that seem so urgent and important. Deadlines loom and they can be quite stressful but only to the extent that what you deal with is believed to be impossible. If they do seem impossible it may be time to entertain different work or from a different place within it…and we can change our place within any construct by merely shifting our thoughts and becoming aware that we each hold the little “c” consciousness of the ego which is a tiny part of our much larger Big “C” Consciousness of existence. I keep coming back to that but why? What is my own mind pushing me to seek? I know the answer and that is understanding. I seek to understand so that I may lend to this world much needed Compassion and love. And I do love so much about this world and the amazing human beings existing within it. I see roles and plays and the themes they represent for our higher learning and growth but these things took years to understand. And I’m not even close to being done yet.
I wander back to the daily work-a-day existence and all I see around me are amazing human beings whether they love or hate me, admire or despise me. I still think they are wonderful expressions of the same Source Consciousness that I too am a part of. I hear the voice of a little child playing and I wonder what knowledge of Source he holds so beautifully inside him and how he will express that as he lives out his life in this world. The contribution will be meaningful and epic as is the contribution of every soul here. Singing River comes alive just now singing happily in the fading days of summer. I wonder what it’s like to be a tree…soaking in the sun, receiving admiration or a hug sometimes by a passer by like me. Trees are old and wise and have seen much. They have consciousness just as much as we do expressed differently and projected into a different form that has been used in metaphor since likely we humans began to speak. They too are part of this beautiful Big “C” Consciousness of existence. Our very breath depends upon them, and that interdependence seems too often taken for granted in my estimation considering loggers who ruthlessly cut them down too much. But even that I understand. They too have families to feed but there is something missing I actually learned from watching an episode of all things, “Dr. Who.” That thing is choice. We have the ability to choose what we will and will not participate in. We can choose to perpetuate the desimation of convenient alternative species here on planet Earth. We can choose to dessimate and destroy each other physically or emotionally if we wanted to or we could choose a different path…a path of understanding…a path of striving to do no harm or to learn to see what harm may come in the future for a simple thoughtless action or word now. It is within our capacity to choose but some of us seem a bit incapable at times.
I’m a believer that we all do the only things we can do in a single moment. A common string exists between us all of many in just that simple ability to choose and facing whatever it is that may seem to impede that ability. Me, I respect all life but I’m not perfect and I’ve killed a spider when it frightened me crawling up my wall. I didn’t really want to hurt life but I did it in fear. How many choices do we make in fear or in some other unnatural state for us? Do you ever wonder? Do you ever think about the effect or better yet, the cause? Do you wonder about what you create or how we collectively do so? I do, every day and this week was no different. This week I found myself a bit more disconnected and by far less emotional. But, not absent or lacking any feelings of compassion or love. I may not care for bugs but they deserve to live and experience life too. I may not care for the decisions my brothers and sisters make but they deserve to live and experience life too. Do I wish to protect all from harm? Oh yes, that is my nature right down to the core of my being and within that core is power beyond measure. And so it is within you too..in all of us if we could just find that quiet moment and listen to how the world all around us sings…how we might sing.
So, a week in a life has come to a close. It’s my first week completed as I begin my 48th year on planet Earth. I do not despise any choice I have made this week. I do not dislike a single thought I have thought. I appreciate every action, strange thought and admiration I’ve held for life as it marches on just as it is. I think I’ve come to accept life on its terms because those terms are not separate from me. I am a part of this whole too…as are you and the rest of the inhabitants on planet Earth. I hope that this week in whatever year of life you now traverse, brings you deeper understanding and compassion towards all, that you find the light in whatever seems ominous and dark and that no matter what you refuse to give up hope in humanity. We are really amazing in an infinite multifaceted manner. May your God or Goddess keep you strong, hopeful and ever expanding in the light of love.
© J.L. Harter (photo, random internet find of a sycamore tree – just like my Singing River).
Oh what great and wonderful observers we are. We see so much and sometimes understand so very little. The good news is, we have much capacity to learn. After all of this time we still seem to understand the human interactions of others as well as our own through the eyes of our little “c” consciousness, the ego and not the good part. If we could learn to understand more from the origins of our Big “C” Consciousness, we could change. We use words most often in our limited language and we hear only what we truly wish to. We might see strident attention where only the tired and weary are crying for help. We might see aloof, lonely and shy where there truly dwells peace and self-confidence enough to remain silent. The question not all of us seeming willing to ask or truly understand is why?
With our focus placed only upon our little “c” consciousness, we hear only the threat our minds must quickly rally against in some way shape or form. If we let go of the little “c” consciousness precisely during human interactions and opened ourselves up to the Big “C” Consciousness, we might hear the truth of what someone really needs during an interaction rather than focus too intently on the words they used and how. We can shift our focus between these two points of reference if we would only take the time to learn how. I promise you it is a worthy endeavor, a game-changer for certain. When we can hear with out hearts and not with out minds, we then can begin to understand and through that understanding relax into our lives. In such a state, we do not have to engage this world with the throttle stuck on full into our fight and flight responses just struggling to survive physically, emotionally or mentally. When relaxed we are by far better able to truly hear and truly see what is both within us and right before us. We get to chose for the most part, how we operate. You can learn algebra and decide never to use it. It is the same with compassion and understanding I suppose. I think that once I crossed the threshold and spent so much time studying; learning those lessons one by one, I could never go back. I could never unlearn compassion and understanding. I may have been incredulous at first before I truly understood the lessons but now, now I see only love. I see now only battles for energy and fighting to steal the light of others when every spirit and soul contains this bright sparkling beautiful light on their own.
I understand the harsh actions, I understand the pain and I hear what they need and even if what they need was right before them, they could not understand. They have chosen not to make the shift to understanding and I suppose we have to accept that free will just isn’t ours to take but rather to understand for ourselves and then choose to exercise or not.
This world can seem such a complicated place and with words and feeble explanations that may be true. There are fields of study and disciplines great all focused on their “slice of the pie” to go deeper. Great effort but little rewarding result without being open to the Whole and realizing every person, in every station, from every walk of life, from every discipline, from every socioeconomic group, from every religion and every culture is, in fact, your brother or sister. Once you come to this true understanding, I suppose you could go back but I think that you wouldn’t want to. The freedom this brings is beyond measure. The sense of understanding is unending. Life is transformed in a single moment when you seek the truth and find it. When you look with a heart that wants to understand and then find it.
In love and in light may you greet this day and every day of your lives. I’m rooting for you, for all of you for no other reason, than I know that you can do it. I know you can find the deeper meaning in your lives…to life in general. Blessings.
© J.L. Harter (photo, random but fortunate Google image find)
Monday, September 1, 2014
Imagine, if you will, the sun…bright beautiful light with rays spilling all about in every direction. Remember as a child, you might have liked to draw it with your yellow and orange crayons, paint it or just sit on the grass and feel it. Consider for a moment the sun, not as a bright continually combusting and radiating star but a metaphor for our Conscious existence. Think about it and consider the saying, “We are all one.” Go back now, imagine the sun as if it were the ultimate Big “C” Consciousness radiating in all of its glory. Consider now for a moment, each of us tiny humans with our little “c” consciousness…The microcosm of the Macrocosm. We are each like a ray of the Sun’s light. We emanate from the same Source and we travel and move – Consciousness in Motion!
It is a simple metaphor but you can pick any other as you may choose – branches of a tree, rain drops and the ocean. It doesn’t really matter how you choose to consider it as much as it matters that you do consider it. Because, until you do, you may go on in your lives not understanding or realizing the impact you have on the Whole. You are a bright and beautiful part of the Whole, traveling outward, experiencing Consciousness in motion from the Source Consciousness of our Origins. We are not small egoic only, self-serving, narcissistic humans. We may at times behave in ways incongruent with that statement but that is only behavior and can be relegated to malware installed in the consciousness operating system. We are more than that, all of us, despite how we engage here with our consciousness. We are rare and precious, driving always to persevere, that drive to go, that impetus to reach and grow. We are amazing and we don’t even know what we are. We just live day in and day out never giving it a thought.
It’s okay, really. You don’t have to think about it but if you did, if you realized what it is you truly are, how might you perceive things and respond or react differently to all that you see and experience? If you knew the stranger before you was in fact your brother or sister, traveling just like you are, would you be so quick to judge or to cause harm? Would you have the strength of spirit to strive more towards inquiry than belief alone? You could if you so chose or you could not if you so chose. Free will dictates you can do as you see fit here in this realm including the violation of the law of Free will if you wanted. In the end, it’s mostly you that suffers the fate of that violation because in violating another’s Free will, you violate your own.
Going back to the metaphor of human beings existing as beautiful rays of light from the Sun, we all shine. We cannot shine more by going after or attempting to merge with or thwart the other shinning rays you encounter on your Conscious journey. It just doesn’t work like that. What helps you to shine ever more brightly is the realization that you are a star, your light is bright and when you appreciate just how much this is so, you keep your own light pure, pristine and sparkling as you journey encouraging the fellow rays (humans) to keep on shinning, keep on traveling in the light. Even if you meet with dark and ominous storm clouds on some strange planet you’ve no idea how you encountered, you are still a beautiful ray of light, energy and Consciousness that never dies. Your light and energy cannot ever be extinguished, only transformed.
Did you know you could transform even now? Did you know that you could awaken to the myriad of choices before you in every 3rd dimensional breathing moment you exist here right now? So many choices have you and despite how you may feel in a moment, never are you alone--millions upon billions and trillions of rays of light emanate from the Sun of which I speak. We reach and shine, that’s just what we do…it’s what We do. So, do what you were meant to do at the moment of your choosing and just shine…shine like the Sun…be the bright and beautiful Consciousness that you are just because you can.
© 2014 J.L. Harter (photo, fortunate random Google Image find)