To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour. — William Blake
Distance and time are measures of separation and as such are illusory. To break the spell of separation, do as the poet directs: hold Infinity in the palm of your hand and Eternity in an hour. I wonder if Blake's conspicuous capitalization implies a recognition of divinity (or at least awareness) in all that seems to be other — an indication of awakening consciousness.
A road to such awakening is to consciously look for symbols and patterns throughout your environment and experience, that demonstrate the connectedness of all things across distance and time.
Symbols and patterns
If you have begun keeping a dream journal you may be noticing by now the symbolic nature of your dream environment. Every element of your dreams is symbolic. This may not be obvious at first because the dream environment is very fluid, constantly morphing (unless your intent is strong enough to stabilize it). The key is to perceive the essence of the symbols, the signature vibration behind the myriad of forms. By keeping a dream journal, not only will you better remember your dreams, but you will eventually understand the meaning of dream symbols. They are messages to your surface consciousness from the deeper layers of your psyche.
Likewise with patterns: repeating dramas with the same theme, despite varying contexts. Your dream journal will reveal that the same drama repeats until it gets your attention. Sadly, perhaps, most people do not notice that the dream they are having is qualitatively like many other dreams before it and so its meaning escapes them. Then the dream is forgotten as if it never happened. Night after night, your psyche tries to get your attention, trying many different scenarios and props, only to be ignored. And so you remain under a spell.
Exactly the same principles apply to waking life. There is no difference except that the waking construct seems more solid. Everything is symbolic. There are no coincidences. There are no ordinary moments. Patterns repeat until you snap out of your trance.
If you do not have a predilection for dreaming, you can stalk yourself. A simple and effective way to do so is to conduct a daily review before sleep. Review every event of your day that had emotional impact. Notice how you reacted to circumstances. What was your stance toward the people you interacted with? Were you in a defensive mode? Were you in a manipulative mode? Did you have pre-conceptions about them? Did you pre-judge them? Did you classify and categorize them according to what use they might be to you, or what danger they might pose to you? All such calculations usually happen automatically — by habit — beneath full conscious awareness. The task is to examine them thoroughly and then decide if they serve you. Are they reflective of who you are, who you choose to be?
Sun Bear once said to me that if I kept doing a daily review and occasional life reviews, then when I died and did the “big review,” I would cheer myself on, saying: Yes, there I followed my spirit! And there, again! People who go through life on cruise control will have a different reaction: Oh, no! I did that…. for THAT!? Often, they will want to reincarnate immediately, without processing more deeply, saying: Just let me go back! I’ll get it right this time! But much the same is likely to happen again. There is no shortcut. It is all about being, not doing. Doing merely reflects back to you your being. At some point, you must simply be with yourself and feel whatever there is to be felt. Eventually, you will discover that just being with yourself is delightful. What causes you to avoid feeling your being is that at first, some pain must be felt to get to the joy on the other side. This necessity can be postponed but not avoided forever. So why not get on with it, sooner rather than later?
I strongly recommend watching the movie Groundhog Day as a study in awakening. It is not as much of a fantasy as it might seem. The same can be said of The Matrix movie.
Infinity and Unity
Since childhood π has fascinated me. It has been a source of endless wonder. Did you know that every book ever written, every song ever sung, every painting ever painted, or will be, is encoded somewhere in π? But the Mandelbrot fractal, when I learned of it in the 1980’s, took me beyond wonder into mystery. It is symbolic of everything! Infinity as Unity. π is also this, but the Mandelbrot fractal represents truth more visually, more beautifully. As Merlin said: Mathematics is the closest we come to understanding the Mind of God.
The mathematics of the Mandelbrot fractal are deceptively simple. The recipe for the constructing the fractal is based on the quadratic iteration
The variable z is complex, meaning that it has a real and imaginary part, often represented visually as the two axes in a 2-dimensional complex plane. c is also complex but is considered to be a constant. The recipe is this:
Choose a point in the complex plane, c.
Set z equal to zero, square it, then add c to produce a new value of z.
Repeat the process until it is clear whether the absolute value of z increases toward infinity or does not.
The Mandelbrot fractal is the boundary between points in the complex plane that iterate toward infinity and those that do not; it has a fractal dimension greater than one. A circular disk in a plane, for example, is bounded by a smooth circular line of dimension one. The boundary of the Mandelbrot cardioid is not a smooth line. It is more like a coastline. The closer you zoom in on it, the more bays and coves you notice. The length of the coastline grows as your measurement resolution increases. There are techniques to colorize the boundary according to how rapidly nearby points converge or diverge when iterated, resulting in fascinating and beautiful images like this one:
The Mandelbrot fractal is a universe in itself. You could spend many lifetimes exploring its bays and coves, never seeing exactly the same shoreline features twice. On one excursion you might find Seahorse Valley:
On another excursion you may encounter Elephant Valley:
An infinity of undiscovered marvels awaits those with the urge to explore. We all have such an urge. It’s in our nature as creatures to seek what is around the next corner or over the next hill. We have an inherent fascination with Creation. Our attention is literally fastened to — captivated by — our environment via our senses, to the point where we can lose awareness of our being, the perceiver. That is, until we start to recognize repeating patterns. I’ve never seen an elephant in this world before, but there is something familiar about it. Haven’t I seen that cardioid shape before? And there it is again! Is it some kind of clue? A breadcrumb?
At some point, we start to wonder what is going on behind the scenes. We break our fixation, stopping the world in its tracks, and ask ourselves: What is the source of this infinity? And indeed, there is a singular source, none other than the simple generating expression given above. We have just realized the nature of Infinite Creation: it already exists in potential form, implied by the One expression, but to experience any part of it requires that we select it out of Infinity by resonating our frequency with it, then actualizing it by focusing our attention on it. In the Madelbrot metaphor, if we want to visit new territories, we have to construct them using the recipe. In that sense only we create what we perceive.
Only Infinity can faithfully represent the One. Finite multiplicity would fall short, be incomplete. The One is complete. We can never hope to finish our exploration of Infinity — and that can be seen at exciting or depressing — but we can become aware of the One behind our perception and thus embrace the totality all at once.
With this new awareness, the quality of the explorer’s journey becomes entirely different. One is no longer in a hurry to get anywhere. Whatever part of the fractal one finds oneself in, is a representation of the One —for those with eyes to see — to be savored and appreciated. Judgements of good and evil are left behind. For it is recognized that condemning any part of Infinity is to condemn all parts, including ourselves, because Infinity must contain All to reflect Unity. Without darkness, there is no contrast to light and therefore no experience to be had. You might as well judge π, because it contains the darkest images imaginable, if its numerical sequences are interpreted as pixels.
Some people are distraught as they witness technocratic tyranny overtaking our planet. Fear not.
But you and I, we’ve been through that, and this is not our fate. — All Along the Watchtower
Know that somewhere in Infinity there is a tyranny far worse than any we could imagine, and yet it has already been defeated. Our divine nature is powerful enough to traverse out of any undesirable timeline in any manner we choose. Wrestling with oppressors only fastens us to them. Be like Neo in The Matrix when he dismissed the AI's and their bullets with the sovereign assertion No and a wave of his hand. Wrestle with your own demons instead. Stake out your inner territory and claim your divine inheritance. Then assert your sovereignty as a Child of Creation, free to surf the timelines as you desire.
Listen to Enoch, Jeshua and Toth reveal the truth about how we actually move through our experiences:
Two personal symbols
I was born in a hospital named in honor of Saint Elizabeth, the mother of John the Baptist and aunt to Mary (Miryam), mother of Jesus (Jeshua). There are no coincidences. I was destined to meet Miryam decades later when she embodied a trance medium in Cape Elizabeth, Maine. She visited me on behalf of one she loves, whose middle name is Elizabeth, which means God is my Oath in the original Hebrew אלישבע, the human language closest to that of the Elohim, as I understand such matters. I accepted her request as my oath, which I shall honor while I live.
My earliest years were lived close to the Mystic River. One of my first memories is flying a kite along its banks. I did not know it at the time, but less than two miles upstream, on Mystic Lake, lived Claude Shannon, an MIT professor who is known as the father of information theory. All modern digital communication can be traced to him. Perhaps he drove past me on his way to work while I was flying my kite. There are no coincidences. Decades later, I would extend Shannon’s theory, connecting it to a metaphysical principle: dynamic balance of opposites, as in the yin-yang symbol, with computation theory and chaos theory (which relates to fractals) playing supporting roles.
This doing served as a bridge for me from physics to metaphysics to mystery. It precipitated a mystical experience of connecting with all other metaphysicians who have found the same truth in other times and places throughout the cosmos and have recognized it as a fundamental design feature of Creation.
Walking the line between the darkness and the light shall ever be the journey. — John and Jeshua
Balance is the cardinal rule of magic. — Right Use of Will
Symbology can indeed be this literal. Your whole life is planned in advance by you and your spirit guides, according to desired experience or needed lessons, with contingency plans to allow for free will choices, some of which might trigger interventions. Various clues and breadcrumbs are woven into your alternate probable timelines so that if you make the effort to look for symbols and patterns you will find them and perceive divine artistry and orchestration. Then life will not be so serious; important, but not serious. An experience to be enjoyed and appreciated here and now.
I no longer have much urge to discover what is around the next corner in the infinite fractal that is our reality. Here and now in the company of my greater self is as rich an experience as can be had anywhere, anywhen. I am letting go of my fascination with creation to join Miryam and Astarte, John and Jeshua, Ambrosius, Enoch and Phylos, Toth and Melchior, Sun Bear and Chief Great White Eagle, and many other mystics and shamans, in their quest to perceive the face of the Creator and to embrace Oneness.
Breathe deeply and enjoy this eternal now. Your spirit family has your back. And the Supreme stands behind all. Are you ready to take the road less travelled?
Apologies about the many typos. My computer went dead yesterday and this old phone is hard to navigate...
I have kept dream journals for over two decades. My most common themes are 1: Airports, airplanes, all other modes of transportation such as cars, trains, busses RVs 2: Somebody chasing shooting trying to kill me or others 3: The dead communicating with me, most commonly in the fo of my dead relatives.y father is theost common 4: Structures including hotels, apartments and houses. On that note if I have three dreams or more that feature the same place (eg a house I have never been to) I look for it in real life. I found two houses of this sort but have not found the third. The first house was a colonial style with a steep pitched roof on both sides. It was two story and dark blue and had an attic area with a unique circular wood frame. Behind it there was a all barn and the front was well maintained with a stately front porch and clipped hedges. It felt like something you could see in Ohio, perhaps in a small town well off the beaten path. Iny dreams I knew the house contained many spirits and I never went inside.
While I was on a food delivery in 2020 in Las Vegas, I passed the exact house. It was for sale and gavee chills just looking at it. The style was uncommon for Las Vegas but many neighborhoods take an anything goes style and it was up sunrise mountain where you could keep horses. There was indeed a small barn behind it.
The second house was likewise not where I expected it to be at all. Once again I thought Ohio or perhaps Michigan as most resembled many decaying inner city Detroit places. The house is one story and made with red bricks. The roof is sloping down like it has not been fixed in a long time and the front is overgrown with weeds and vines creeping up the and growing through splinters of the porch. It appears as either abandoned or very unkempt. Iny dreams regarding this house I knew that an old man lived there who was longing for his wife.
In late 2020 in Phuket, Thailand I wanted to explore a beach called Naithon to see how it looked with lockdown things. The beach looked like apocalypse had struck everything was closed. On the way back my husband had this idea to see and old friend of his in the area who he hadn't seen in years. He joyfully explained they had gone to school together and worked together and had a great time but he hadn't dropped in in years.
As we got closer to the family homey husband couldn't quite rember the road so he asked in a local shop. The woman said she knew the family a bit but did he know that his friends mother had died a few years past? My husband had not but he knew the mother too. Then we drove down a winding pathway past some water buffalo and pulled up in front of the red brick house from the dreams.
I couldn't believe it was in Thailand. Red brick is a fairly uncommon buildingatterial for a whole house, and the asphalt roof even rarer. The vines were a type that is common throughout the world but really would look more at home on a trellis in Connecticut. Not a single banana tree or coconut tree or other tropical plant gave away it's location. Just grass and growing vines and unkempt indeed.
My husband yelled in for his friend with no answer unsurprisingly. Supposedly he'd been staying there with his father after lockdowns hit. After a time Ka asked someone who lived across the road.
There had been a tragic accident a few months before that. Both my husband's friend and his father were killed.y husband was distraught over this for days.
I still haven't found the third house. This is a light yellow wood panelled farmhouse. It is set against a field of grain and there are some railroad tracks behind it. It feels like Iowa, but I probably am wrong. In this one there is a family inside and I have walked up the stairs. There is even a small guest bedroom I can stay in...
There is a great deal of horrific darkness. I'm hoping it flips to the light