The most prominent economic theorist of the previous age, Adam Smith, theorized that every consumer would act under his or her own best interest both in earning as well as spending money. It was called Enlightened Self Interest.
It is this concept which led to the inception of corporation: an immoral entity, which if considered an individual, would qualify as a psychopath. It was only too easy for the elite capitalists at the helm in large corporations to become exceedingly wealthy with little to no awareness of the environmental and social costs of doing business.
There is a great imbalance in the planetary distribution of wealth. The poorest island and coastal African nations stand to be submerged in as soon as 50 years. The world is still plagued with slavery, extortion, child labor, sweat shops, etc. And all based on this economic theory of Enlightened Self Interest.
But lately there is so much disruption and dismay that people are looking beyond the needs of themselves or their immediate family. People in struggle have awakened to the need to help their neighbors and become active in their communities. It is the emergence of a higer order economy: Enlightened Planetary Interest.
The desire to survive has awakened the possibility of peace and planetary cooperation. Millions of individuals and groups are stepping up to create Reality 2.0. Each one is focused first on self healing and next on service to The Greater Good. And part and parcel of the peace is radical acceptance of diversity. People will celebrate one antoher's cultures and religious perspectives. We'll understand the kaliedescopic nature of creation and manifestation. We'll appreciate those who appear to be very different from ourselves.
In times of great change, a coalition of determined visionaries leads the emergence of an entirely new order, a new way of being. At this time that new way is characterized by awareness of the delicate interconnections of all life. Welcome to the age of Enlightened Planetary Interest. Welcome to the Dawn of Gaia Consciousness.
Showing posts with label The Second Coming. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Second Coming. Show all posts
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Friday, July 23, 2010
Message from Gaia
In this dimension, the cycle has oscillated from chaos to order for all of eternity. This is the slow and rhythmic breath of the sleeping infant, Gaia. Her promise is LOVE and LIGHT. For Gaia, twas a spiral oscillation. With each breath the humans who comprise her mind were themselves spiraling through cycles of chaos and order: the perpetual dawning and darkening of their own individual consciousnesses.
As consciousness increased, among the humans emerged midwives of the dawn. They showed the sleepers how to breathe through the pain. They taught the sleepers to embrace the suffering, which allowed it to melt into compasion, which then showed the way toward peace and unity. For you see, the sleepers and the midwifes of the dawn are one. United in perfect balance.
At this time the humans may transcend the perfect balance and awaken as Gaia herself. At this time, the humans may choose to maintain both their local self AND participate in Gaia consciousness. This is a gift of living in the duality of the third dimension. As the number of midwives of the dawn increases, and as the pain of the sleepers decreases, and as the collective vibration increases, Gaia becomes increasingly aware of herself as a daughter in the universal cosmic family.
One way to describe the outcome of the current cycle of chaos in the human reality is that the humans are ascending from the third to the fith dimension. Think of this like an instrument playing first one chord and then another. The third dimension is material and the fith is ethereal. During the transition, dense energy must be purged. This dense energy is in the form of negative emotions. Both the sleepers and the midwives of dawn must purge themselves of negative emotions in order to become lighter - more ethereal.
The chaos part of Gaia's breathing cycle is the perfect gift to cleanse one and all of this dark emotional matter (which humans co-created over the eons in the name of learning). The midwives of the dawn show the sleepers that the way out of the pain is to go through it. If each sleeper is deeply loved then planetary healing may be achieved at the level of the individual. It is not necessary to create a collective nightmare and purge all dense energy at once. However, it is agreed by the universal family that a collective nightmare is much more efficient than a gentle awakening. The choice belongs to the humans, and many are becoming aware of the right to choose.
In love and light,
Mama Gaia
As consciousness increased, among the humans emerged midwives of the dawn. They showed the sleepers how to breathe through the pain. They taught the sleepers to embrace the suffering, which allowed it to melt into compasion, which then showed the way toward peace and unity. For you see, the sleepers and the midwifes of the dawn are one. United in perfect balance.
At this time the humans may transcend the perfect balance and awaken as Gaia herself. At this time, the humans may choose to maintain both their local self AND participate in Gaia consciousness. This is a gift of living in the duality of the third dimension. As the number of midwives of the dawn increases, and as the pain of the sleepers decreases, and as the collective vibration increases, Gaia becomes increasingly aware of herself as a daughter in the universal cosmic family.
One way to describe the outcome of the current cycle of chaos in the human reality is that the humans are ascending from the third to the fith dimension. Think of this like an instrument playing first one chord and then another. The third dimension is material and the fith is ethereal. During the transition, dense energy must be purged. This dense energy is in the form of negative emotions. Both the sleepers and the midwives of dawn must purge themselves of negative emotions in order to become lighter - more ethereal.
The chaos part of Gaia's breathing cycle is the perfect gift to cleanse one and all of this dark emotional matter (which humans co-created over the eons in the name of learning). The midwives of the dawn show the sleepers that the way out of the pain is to go through it. If each sleeper is deeply loved then planetary healing may be achieved at the level of the individual. It is not necessary to create a collective nightmare and purge all dense energy at once. However, it is agreed by the universal family that a collective nightmare is much more efficient than a gentle awakening. The choice belongs to the humans, and many are becoming aware of the right to choose.
In love and light,
Mama Gaia
Friday, January 1, 2010
Loosing My Religion
I lost my religion and my virginity in 1991 when I was 16. My parents were the sort of Christians who preferred camping and fishing to church. But I was very curious, so when I was 8 I began attending Emmanual Baptist Church in Blackwell, Oklahoma. I was a very devoted Christian with a deep sense of mission and purpose. When I turned 16 and chose to engage in an intimate relationship it sparked for me a spiritual crisis. Pre-marital sex was definitely a sin. It was the year that the band R.E.M. released the song Losing My Religion. The song moved me deeply. I performed an interpretive dance to the song at the state winterguard contest with a black flag and a black flowing dress.
In 1992 I was picked to join People to People Youth Science Exchange. We were to go to a major world environmental summit in Brazil. I diligently raised money so that I could go and experience the Amazon Rain Forest. Near the time to take the trip I was notified by the organization that it was too dangerous for a group of American teens to go to Brazil due to an increase of violent attacks against Americans in the region at that time. I was heartbroken, even though there was still promise of a rain forest experience as they replaced the plan with three weeks in Hawaii.
Upon arriving in Hawaii I was 17 years old and engaged to the young man with whom I'd been having that intimate relationship of which I spoke. I was beautiful and bright and very extroverted. There were three adult chaperones and approximately 20 young people from the US and Puerto Rico. Within a matter of a few days I found myself very attracted to a young man, but perhaps more importantly, very attracted to all the possibilities represented by a group of intelligent young people. Pretty soon I was deeply conflicted about the path I'd chosen. If I married the boy in my small home town I was certain that my path through life would be somehow limited and diminushed in comparison to the sense of expansive possibilities that these other kids were representing.
It was the only time in my life that I ever considered suicide. I would rather have died than to break his dear heart. Luckily I was clever enough to know that the bottle of ibuprophen in my suitcase would not be an effective out. The meds in my roomate's bag were equally useless. One day we were at a beautiful scenic overlook site. I think we were looking down on Oahu's North Shore, but I'm not certain. As I stood on the edge of the precipice I considered jumping. I felt deep energetic ebbs and swirls and felt as if part of myself did infact jump. I remember watching this imaginary self plummeting over the edge and slamming against rocks and ledges over several minutes. I could envision the black shadow which would be cast upon the day and the memory. I looked around and saw the families and the other kids from my group and I watched as their amazing Hawaiian experience turned into a horror.
And I couldn't do it. It would have been so damned selfish of me to kill myself like that. So I rushed back onto the bus and sat in the back and cried.
It was a most amazing three weeks. Each day was filled with activities designed to help us sink our teeth into science as well as the Hawaiian culture. It was the first time in my life that I noticed that there were religions other than Christianity. Somehow it had just never occurred to me that not everyone was Christian. But more importantly, I met the Goddess Pele. Both the scientific explorations of Hawaii and the cultural activities were centered around nature as the sacred feminine.
This made sense to me in such a deep way. It fit with what my parents had taught me before I chose to attend church. They had always said that we didn't need to go to church because God was everywhere and that when we were camping out every weekend we were celebrating God's creation.
When I was 16 I lost my religion. When I was 17 I found the Goddess. I devoted my life to the Earth Mother. But sixteen years after loosing Jesus I found him again. He was misplaced and burried under my anger at the history of Western Civilization. I have forgiven Him and the acts done in His name. Seventeen years after loosing my religion I have realized that Gaia is both the Mother of and Bride of Christ. That is why witchcraft and Christianity are no longer mutually exclusive to me.
The great divorce between Matriarchy and Patriarchy is being healed. In my heart Gaia and Jesus are developing quite the romance. And their romance is, to me, the most fundamental co-creative divine force in existence (at least in our corner of the universe).
All Hail the Newly Re-Wedded. All Hail the Bride in her green and blue gowns with white gauzy veil. All Hail the Groom whose light envelopes and impregnates the Bride. Their union is responsible for everything which exists on Earth. This is the Second Coming.
In 1992 I was picked to join People to People Youth Science Exchange. We were to go to a major world environmental summit in Brazil. I diligently raised money so that I could go and experience the Amazon Rain Forest. Near the time to take the trip I was notified by the organization that it was too dangerous for a group of American teens to go to Brazil due to an increase of violent attacks against Americans in the region at that time. I was heartbroken, even though there was still promise of a rain forest experience as they replaced the plan with three weeks in Hawaii.
Upon arriving in Hawaii I was 17 years old and engaged to the young man with whom I'd been having that intimate relationship of which I spoke. I was beautiful and bright and very extroverted. There were three adult chaperones and approximately 20 young people from the US and Puerto Rico. Within a matter of a few days I found myself very attracted to a young man, but perhaps more importantly, very attracted to all the possibilities represented by a group of intelligent young people. Pretty soon I was deeply conflicted about the path I'd chosen. If I married the boy in my small home town I was certain that my path through life would be somehow limited and diminushed in comparison to the sense of expansive possibilities that these other kids were representing.
It was the only time in my life that I ever considered suicide. I would rather have died than to break his dear heart. Luckily I was clever enough to know that the bottle of ibuprophen in my suitcase would not be an effective out. The meds in my roomate's bag were equally useless. One day we were at a beautiful scenic overlook site. I think we were looking down on Oahu's North Shore, but I'm not certain. As I stood on the edge of the precipice I considered jumping. I felt deep energetic ebbs and swirls and felt as if part of myself did infact jump. I remember watching this imaginary self plummeting over the edge and slamming against rocks and ledges over several minutes. I could envision the black shadow which would be cast upon the day and the memory. I looked around and saw the families and the other kids from my group and I watched as their amazing Hawaiian experience turned into a horror.
And I couldn't do it. It would have been so damned selfish of me to kill myself like that. So I rushed back onto the bus and sat in the back and cried.
It was a most amazing three weeks. Each day was filled with activities designed to help us sink our teeth into science as well as the Hawaiian culture. It was the first time in my life that I noticed that there were religions other than Christianity. Somehow it had just never occurred to me that not everyone was Christian. But more importantly, I met the Goddess Pele. Both the scientific explorations of Hawaii and the cultural activities were centered around nature as the sacred feminine.
This made sense to me in such a deep way. It fit with what my parents had taught me before I chose to attend church. They had always said that we didn't need to go to church because God was everywhere and that when we were camping out every weekend we were celebrating God's creation.
When I was 16 I lost my religion. When I was 17 I found the Goddess. I devoted my life to the Earth Mother. But sixteen years after loosing Jesus I found him again. He was misplaced and burried under my anger at the history of Western Civilization. I have forgiven Him and the acts done in His name. Seventeen years after loosing my religion I have realized that Gaia is both the Mother of and Bride of Christ. That is why witchcraft and Christianity are no longer mutually exclusive to me.
The great divorce between Matriarchy and Patriarchy is being healed. In my heart Gaia and Jesus are developing quite the romance. And their romance is, to me, the most fundamental co-creative divine force in existence (at least in our corner of the universe).
All Hail the Newly Re-Wedded. All Hail the Bride in her green and blue gowns with white gauzy veil. All Hail the Groom whose light envelopes and impregnates the Bride. Their union is responsible for everything which exists on Earth. This is the Second Coming.
Monday, December 14, 2009
At the Precipice of Apotheosis
It is quite natural to desire to be The Chosen One. The Hero's Quest is an archetypal mythogem which we all carry. Trinity wasn't better than Neo simply because she awoke from the dream sooner. Nor was he the only chosen one... Trinity's relationship to Neo was predicted by the Oracle as well. (The Matrix Trilogy).
The rhythmic tides of history and legend swell around the story of the One. Buddha, Noah, Confuscious, Jesus, Gandhi, Mandela, Columbus, Napoleon, Sitting Bull, King Arthur...
It is as if these men were a type of singular catalyst, and by activating their own deepest levels of mastery they were able to somehow propel all of humanity to the next level. It was a supreme service, and in many cases, a personal sacrifice ending in assassination.
We are approaching a gateway, which many would term The Second Coming. Of course the most common connotation of that phrase is the return of Jesus Christ, our lord and saviour. As well as the beginning of the Rapture, which is supposed to be a fairly scary ordeal followed by 10,000 years of peace.
For many years I've compared and contrasted religious doctrine, creation myths, and prophecies. The reason I consider myself interfaith is because I've found truth, beauty, and love in every one of these stories. As I watch the patterns and dynamics of the present world, and allow these similarities to simmer and bubble up I can't help but hold each story very gently and consider the ever deeper mysteries of the universe. But, as long as I am a physical/material being I can never grasp the entire truth of creation.
What if The Second Coming is the dawning of consciousness at a whole new order? What if instead of God sending Jesus back in the flesh, He is guiding us each to realize our own Christ light? What if each one of us is THE CHOSEN ONE?
When I look around I see more consciousness than ever before. Humanity is at a height of consciousness like never before experienced on the planet. There are countless teachers and gurus, thousands of weekend retreats and transformative processes, and millions of books all geared around this Rising. The personal and the planetary are transforming at an ever increasing rate.
Jesus was born of a woman, a mere human, who through radical love and self sacrifice achieved God status. He did it to show us what was possible. That is apotheosis. Jesus wanted us to love each other. It is up to YOU to decide whether you are at the edge of your own apotheosis, your own enlightenment. And if you are secretly dreaming that you are The Chosen One... then that is a sign that you have the power within your heart to unlock the seven gates and enter the Kingdom of Heaven. You ARE chosen. And if you answer the call we can rise up together.
The rhythmic tides of history and legend swell around the story of the One. Buddha, Noah, Confuscious, Jesus, Gandhi, Mandela, Columbus, Napoleon, Sitting Bull, King Arthur...
It is as if these men were a type of singular catalyst, and by activating their own deepest levels of mastery they were able to somehow propel all of humanity to the next level. It was a supreme service, and in many cases, a personal sacrifice ending in assassination.
We are approaching a gateway, which many would term The Second Coming. Of course the most common connotation of that phrase is the return of Jesus Christ, our lord and saviour. As well as the beginning of the Rapture, which is supposed to be a fairly scary ordeal followed by 10,000 years of peace.
For many years I've compared and contrasted religious doctrine, creation myths, and prophecies. The reason I consider myself interfaith is because I've found truth, beauty, and love in every one of these stories. As I watch the patterns and dynamics of the present world, and allow these similarities to simmer and bubble up I can't help but hold each story very gently and consider the ever deeper mysteries of the universe. But, as long as I am a physical/material being I can never grasp the entire truth of creation.
What if The Second Coming is the dawning of consciousness at a whole new order? What if instead of God sending Jesus back in the flesh, He is guiding us each to realize our own Christ light? What if each one of us is THE CHOSEN ONE?
When I look around I see more consciousness than ever before. Humanity is at a height of consciousness like never before experienced on the planet. There are countless teachers and gurus, thousands of weekend retreats and transformative processes, and millions of books all geared around this Rising. The personal and the planetary are transforming at an ever increasing rate.
Jesus was born of a woman, a mere human, who through radical love and self sacrifice achieved God status. He did it to show us what was possible. That is apotheosis. Jesus wanted us to love each other. It is up to YOU to decide whether you are at the edge of your own apotheosis, your own enlightenment. And if you are secretly dreaming that you are The Chosen One... then that is a sign that you have the power within your heart to unlock the seven gates and enter the Kingdom of Heaven. You ARE chosen. And if you answer the call we can rise up together.
Gaia Rising!
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