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I've been dreaming about death. A part of one of my dreams just a few nights ago involved my five year old son whom I love so very much (as any parent would). We were looking over the side edge of a long wooden pier. My son suddenly - and very calmly - threw himself off the pier toward the rocks and rough sea below. But I caught him quickly by the hand, around the wrist, and pulled him back up to me. I was surprised to find he was very upset that I had stopped him from doing what he wanted - that is, from choosing his own death. He had acted in a very cool and collected way (consciously) and I had obviously interfered with his free will. He didn't try to jump again and I held him tight in my arms. But when I awoke I knew it meant something about attachment, free will, interference etc. How can I not, as a father, interfere with my child's self-sovereign decision to end his life? From what basis can I assume myself to know what is best for him? These questions have been with me for the several days since the dream. Then, just a couple of days ago, I woke up with an impulse to fix the aerial on my music system so that I could use the radio (this little job had been awaiting my attention for several months). I improvised and used an old coat hanger to secure a signal. The first thing I heard on the radio was a news item about a whale that had swum up the river Thames to what is central London (not far from where I live). The story was that, as it had been seen as 'stranded' and in crisis, it was 'helped' by people who thought it best to return the beautiful animal to the sea. During the 'rescue' process the whale died (as it was being taken back out to sea). The 'rescuers' stated that they could not be sure whether the whale died as a result of pre-existing illness or the stress of the 'rescue' itself. It struck me immediately that the whale is undoubtedly a highly evolved, hugely intelligent, self-sovereign creature that consciously chose to swim up the river Thames into central London. It chose to do that for very good reasons that are obviously unfathomable to the humans that attempted to 'rescue' it from its chosen course. My point is this: I would like to challenge the rescuers' assumption that they were 'doing good' by interfering with the whale's life (without, quite notably, obtaining consent). What right did the human 'rescuers' have to violate the whale's free will in the name of 'care'? Why do they have to meddle in the name of control and then control in the name of health, safety and care? This is an issue I am dealing with on a personal level right now as I am a student nurse. I am fully aware of the shortcomings and dangers of the application of biomedicine ('iatrogenesis' - actually america's second biggest killer). I am acutely aware also of the kind of consciousness that arrogantly assumes itself to 'know what is best for you'. Death is inevitable. Death is not so bad! Death comes every autumn but Life is never extinguished. Spring keeps springing up and the universe keeps expanding and contracting even when suns die. Interfering in the name of care causes many more problems than it solves. And all too often the problems that are being addressed are actually caused in the first place by that interfering consciousness itself (check out the evolution of MRSA and other 'superbugs'). How to break this cycle? My feeling is we need to get back to the causal realm for our actions - our very consciousness, the way we perceive our reality, the very basis of our decision making. A switch from the controlling and disempowering paternalistic/patriarchal/maternalistic/matriarchal approach (mums and dads, doctors and nurses, politicians, police etc.) to a wholly more enlightened one. A shift to an approach that respects the free will of all sentient beings, that works in true harmony with nature, that has no attachment to outcome and accepts death for what it is: as an inevitable and healthy transition point in the cycle of Life.
I don't know if my son would have died in the dream if I had not interfered with his free will and caught him. He may have flown! He may have dived into the sea and swum away with the dolphins! I may have realised the absurdity of my paralysing fear and related attachments and in one moment of satori followed him!
We don't know what the whale had planned that day she swam up the Thames. Maybe she just knew it was time for her to die and she wanted to see the mythical Tower of London before she transitioned(ever read Jonathon Livingston Seagull?). The peculiar ritual known as autopsy that the 'rescuers' will have by now carried out on the beautiful creature will reveal nothing to them of any depth or true meaning. Maybe the whale wanted to tell us something. Will we listen?
Ascended Master Kuthumi once said; "Remember the Thames, Remember the Thames. The river runs red with the blood of saint George."
St George is the (falsely appropriated) patron saint of England. According to the Knights Templar and others he is the human embodiment of Archangel Michael. Remember the Thames. Remember the Thames. The point where the two river Thames cross is called the Isis. Isis is the mother of Horus of ancient Egypt. Horus is another embodiment of Archangel Michael. Isis, Horus and Osiris are from the star system Sirius, as are the cetaceans originally. The keys and codes are there for all who choose to see. The river Thames runs red with Sirian blood. Wake up into the dream! The time is Now! Love and Light!
Nick, wonderfull to read your 'siriusly now'. I believe that the whales name is Baktur and he came up the river to help humans open their hearts. He is now back on Sirius. Thats all i know. I have bean dreaming so much bout death recently too, and much death is apearing in waking life also. Whats going on here?
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Siriusly now!
I've been dreaming about death. A part of one of my dreams just a few nights ago involved my five year old son whom I love so very much (as any parent would). We were looking over the side edge of a long wooden pier. My son suddenly - and very calmly - threw himself off the pier toward the rocks and rough sea below. But I caught him quickly by the hand, around the wrist, and pulled him back up to me. I was surprised to find he was very upset that I had stopped him from doing what he wanted - that is, from choosing his own death. He had acted in a very cool and collected way (consciously) and I had obviously interfered with his free will. He didn't try to jump again and I held him tight in my arms. But when I awoke I knew it meant something about attachment, free will, interference etc. How can I not, as a father, interfere with my child's self-sovereign decision to end his life? From what basis can I assume myself to know what is best for him? These questions have been with me for the several days since the dream. Then, just a couple of days ago, I woke up with an impulse to fix the aerial on my music system so that I could use the radio (this little job had been awaiting my attention for several months). I improvised and used an old coat hanger to secure a signal. The first thing I heard on the radio was a news item about a whale that had swum up the river Thames to what is central London (not far from where I live). The story was that, as it had been seen as 'stranded' and in crisis, it was 'helped' by people who thought it best to return the beautiful animal to the sea. During the 'rescue' process the whale died (as it was being taken back out to sea). The 'rescuers' stated that they could not be sure whether the whale died as a result of pre-existing illness or the stress of the 'rescue' itself. It struck me immediately that the whale is undoubtedly a highly evolved, hugely intelligent, self-sovereign creature that consciously chose to swim up the river Thames into central London. It chose to do that for very good reasons that are obviously unfathomable to the humans that attempted to 'rescue' it from its chosen course. My point is this: I would like to challenge the rescuers' assumption that they were 'doing good' by interfering with the whale's life (without, quite notably, obtaining consent). What right did the human 'rescuers' have to violate the whale's free will in the name of 'care'? Why do they have to meddle in the name of control and then control in the name of health, safety and care? This is an issue I am dealing with on a personal level right now as I am a student nurse. I am fully aware of the shortcomings and dangers of the application of biomedicine ('iatrogenesis' - actually america's second biggest killer). I am acutely aware also of the kind of consciousness that arrogantly assumes itself to 'know what is best for you'. Death is inevitable. Death is not so bad! Death comes every autumn but Life is never extinguished. Spring keeps springing up and the universe keeps expanding and contracting even when suns die. Interfering in the name of care causes many more problems than it solves. And all too often the problems that are being addressed are actually caused in the first place by that interfering consciousness itself (check out the evolution of MRSA and other 'superbugs'). How to break this cycle? My feeling is we need to get back to the causal realm for our actions - our very consciousness, the way we perceive our reality, the very basis of our decision making. A switch from the controlling and disempowering paternalistic/patriarchal/maternalistic/matriarchal approach (mums and dads, doctors and nurses, politicians, police etc.) to a wholly more enlightened one. A shift to an approach that respects the free will of all sentient beings, that works in true harmony with nature, that has no attachment to outcome and accepts death for what it is: as an inevitable and healthy transition point in the cycle of Life.
I don't know if my son would have died in the dream if I had not interfered with his free will and caught him. He may have flown! He may have dived into the sea and swum away with the dolphins! I may have realised the absurdity of my paralysing fear and related attachments and in one moment of satori followed him!
We don't know what the whale had planned that day she swam up the Thames. Maybe she just knew it was time for her to die and she wanted to see the mythical Tower of London before she transitioned(ever read Jonathon Livingston Seagull?). The peculiar ritual known as autopsy that the 'rescuers' will have by now carried out on the beautiful creature will reveal nothing to them of any depth or true meaning. Maybe the whale wanted to tell us something. Will we listen?
Ascended Master Kuthumi once said; "Remember the Thames, Remember the Thames. The river runs red with the blood of saint George."
St George is the (falsely appropriated) patron saint of England. According to the Knights Templar and others he is the human embodiment of Archangel Michael. Remember the Thames. Remember the Thames. The point where the two river Thames cross is called the Isis. Isis is the mother of Horus of ancient Egypt. Horus is another embodiment of Archangel Michael. Isis, Horus and Osiris are from the star system Sirius, as are the cetaceans originally. The keys and codes are there for all who choose to see. The river Thames runs red with Sirian blood. Wake up into the dream! The time is Now!
Love and Light!
Nick, wonderfull to read your 'siriusly now'. I believe that the whales name is Baktur and he came up the river to help humans open their hearts. He is now back on Sirius. Thats all i know. I have bean dreaming so much bout death recently too, and much death is apearing in waking life also. Whats going on here?
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