Oh my god & goddess Chahles!

Are you OK? What a terrible accident. How long ago did it happen and have you been suffering? My heart goes out to you and to your family. It must be just as painful for them to see you in so much pain. I do hope your recovery speeds up and you are able to get back to the life you were living before this happened. And anytime you want to share things you see and hear from those other realms, I am all ears. You take good care of yourself Chahles and I hope you'll drop by again soon.

Halo Venus

It certainly is good to see You hear as Well!

It has been quite some Time indeed,
Too long I'm a frayed.
I have no excuses other than that Game of Life.
I miss this Place and All who Enter Here.
Especially the KnowFlakes who have come and gone....

This Time of Year is Special.
I believe we are All called Hear after the Samhain.
I for One Am. Every single Time.
I miss Greg and Ginny too.
As with All of You who Mystcially Search
the Whirled and Web.
We always seem to land on this line

Thank you for your concern and wishes, Tracey.
As of today, I can sit up and interact more easily.
It has been quite the ride.
Over 6 weeks now I have been
immobile and housebound
partially medicated and somewhat in a
twilight zone.
This is said to last until at least January.


The evening of October 10th was when I fell.
It seems like a dream now.
The recovery has been very slow and arduous.
It seems that I am a very lucky man and any pain I have is gravy.
My C2 and C7 were broken in a way that
I am not paralyzed and am alive to the surprise of my Neuro.
It broke forward and not into my brain stem.
So alas, nothing short of thankfulness will pass from my lips.
I am beyond knowing what to say there.

Yes,
it has been very hard on my family.
At times, I have felt like the woman in Le Boheme.
With sad eyes and worrisome stares.
My children were the most affected of course.
As I was when I realized what had happened
and what could have happened.

I spend most of the time lying and staring out windows these days.
Thinking and praying...
Trying to connect and fuse my Self.
Seeing this as a Gift
that I am not sure what to do with.
Hoping it will be revealed to me in Time.

I do say that I have a new respect for my body though.
I know now it is only on loan and I must pay for the mileage.
It has awakened my appreciation for my trivial Life
and all that's in It.

Suddenly, there is so much to do!

When I have the energy
I will definitely share some of what You speak of.
I am very happy to see you hear
and look forward to sharing into me see
with you and those who pass through hear.

Love to You




Chahlie

Hi Chahles, (Ooops, hope that didn't hurt too much!)

How are you feeling today? Better and better each day I hope. It is so wonderful to see you here again too, only I wish it weren't such dire circumstances that gave you the extra time to stop by. I too have missed you and the other knowflakes who used to frequent this lovely cafe once upon a time. Perhaps their souls will feel the same pull on their chord that we did and they will visit again soon. Maybe Greg and Ginny will whisper an invite into their inner ears and they will hear it, with the veil still being sort of thin since Samhain.

I am so happy to hear that sitting and interacting is beginning to get easier now. I imagine without the medication these last 6 weeks would have been much more unbearable along with the next 8 or so still to go. You're just about half-way there. It won't be long before you're up and about and back to the life you were living before October 10th.

Looking at the transits on that day I see Mercury squaring Pluto and the Sun trining stationing-to-go-direct Jupiter. Mercury rules the lungs and the arms and I imagine there's been some major changes to your use of those parts of your body. And the trine to Jupiter would be your lucky star and the reason you were so fortunate that the cervical bones didn't sever your brain stem and end your days of walking and living.

You truly are an amazing person to see this time of agony and immobility as a gift. The part that is a gift for sure is that you will still be able to walk and talk when your vertebrae fully mend and that you are still breathing (on your own?). And your family, especially your children, I'm sure are appreciating you much more than they ever did before, and that's always a precious gift. Not to mention all the insights you've been able to glean from your time of quiet stillness.

I think if you look at your chart and see where the transits from that day fall and what planets, if any, they aspect, you might get even more clues as to why this unfortunate accident has befallen you and what you're supposed to walk away with from it. Something else to ponder over the upcoming weeks of recovery. Perhaps there is a new direction you need to be traveling in that you weren't able to see before the accident.

I look forward to your sharings from the other realms when you have the energy to come back and relay them to us. Much love to you too Chahles and lots of healing energy. I hope the weeks between now and January fly by and you get well soon.

Halo Venus

Reading Your posts
is like a Breath
of Fresh Air!
The hugs are more than well comed as well.
I am finding out that I am way behind in that department.
The time spent here is gracious, humble and moment to moment.
The whirled has slowed to a stop as my mind races
in and out of the observed and the Observer.
I am learning to deal with what IS rather than
what I would like IT to Be.
I am ok. No worries.
Thank You for your concern.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P1u-ym5EM9U

I guess I never real eyesed how detached I could Be.
I all ways thought I would "have the Time" to do such things....
write those letters,
give a call,
take the Time to help...
tell people how much I cared for them.
Showed affection.

I for One am glad for this dire wake up Call.
I needed to be broken.

My ears and eyes were too focused on the prize
All ways awaiting tomorrow
Writing lists of who what where when
Racing Around.
Falling behind
Catching Up.
Pulling ahead.

Like Lao Tsu says...."All ways doing and never done." lol.



All that busy ness
and No thing personal.
I am a bit ashamed actually.
It all seems real silly Now.
So silly.

Hear, trying to attain the answers to the purpose of Life...
The BIG Quest-eons.
Pondering and pontificating.
deliberating and debating.
digging through Archaic Texts for forgotten Truths.
scouring scribes of long lost Legends
Judging. Evaluating. Discerning.
Checking in and weighing out.
All while wasting....
Time and Energy.

The True Precious Commodities of man's existence.

Not the time measured in Watching IT.
Or Space continuum.
Not History or "the Future."
Not yesterday, today or tomorrow.
Not sunrise or sunset.
Not Rolex.
Not Bulova.
Not Once Upon a....

The Time I speak of is a Rite of Passage.
It is a portal that allows each Living creature
to Be a small part of the Grand UniVerse.
If but for one moment.
It is The Magical Equation to Be used
for Us to experience the only reason for Living....
LOVE.

Time and Energy are the Gifts of Life.
The reSources of the True Source.
The ingredients of a Life worth Living.
The Time allowed and the Energy to Use IT.
I got lots of that Now as you can tell by my lengthy, babbling posts.


As a wise old man said next to me....
'Everything else is gravy, kid."
Praise and thanks to you Old Man.

Amen.





Chahlie

Hi Chahles,

Just wanted to pop in and ask how you've been doing since your last post. Much better and still hanging in there, I hope. And since you say you're mended enough to handle a hug, here are some more to catch you up. Each one comes with an extra wish for speedy healing so you should be good as new by the Holidays.

The sharing of your experience here with all of us has been a true gift. We get so caught up in the rat race of every day life that many of us forget or put off what's truly important - LOVE. It often takes being ripped off the treadmill as you were to come to one's senses and see the light of truth. You were open enough to see and accept that light into your heart and for that, you are among the fortunate and the blessed. I imagine there are many out there who wouldn't have taken this wake up call as graciously as you have.

I for one enjoy your ramblings and would love to read more of them while time allows you to share them with us. You have so much wisdom in you and I learn so much from your posts. So please keep them coming. And get well soon.

In and out of med-head
causes One
to certainly Question reality.
So excuse me if I do not make any sense.
Now I know why the farm companies
make so much $$$.
More nothingness please.
If I could have gotten these pills 30 years ago
I wouldn't have even bothered with grass.

Glad I didn't cause there's no social Grace to 'em.
No communion with others.
No Circle to pass em around....
Trying not to get caught.
No sharing!
No Wonder their so popular these Daze.
No one knows why I'm smiling....
I so Late and never miss a thing.
All the People walking around centered in their own Whirled.
Feeling like I'm watching my Self on T.V. reading a pre-script.
Whirling around in my own head is not my idea of a good Time.
I prefer the company of Strangers and a long lost Friend.
So much to say and catch up on without getting into IT.

Is IT the drugs or that Intomesee thing again!

Often I am more comfortable in an arena of total strangers than
at my own dinner table with my extended family.
What's that All about?
Some call it Aquarius. I call it crazy.

I have heard some people call this Time of Year
the Bermuda Triangle....
Thanksgiving/Christmas/New Years.
Where Soles get lost in the current Yule Tide....
swimming from sure to the open see
in fear of drowning in tears
holding onto their anchors
with Jacob Marley's chain.
IT is a Time of Great Joy for some
and deep sorrow for Others.

Eye see
my Self
desperately wanting to
Commune with the Earth...
Quiet my Mind
and slow the pace of my Heart...
to find refuge in this Solace
The Peace promised to me
with the onset of Winter.
My Core tells me to hibernate
Simplify and Preserve
delve deep into my Center
and cherish the Life I have.
Focus on Being Alive!
Not barren and without Life Force.
Not searching with out
Not shopping for things I never will need.
My shopping Center would sell Gifts that have no price...
Love. Grace. Compassion.Forgiveness and Acceptance.
On sale.

The bleakness of the Outer World
with it's shades of gray
make use of the blazing Fire
burning inside
both the hearth of my hOMe
and my Heart.

I KNOW what my Self tells me
I BELIEVE IT.
IF I could Be an I land
IT would Be easy.
Like the Native Indigenous People
that once inhabited this Sacred Space
I could follow the Path

Blindfolded.

But alas, I am with
a Planet of Others
who too seek intomesee.

Purrhaps I can show them
my Self
and they can find
IT
in
me.

That would Be some Present.





Chahlie

Halo Fellow Mystes and Wanderers~

Once again the Special Tyme of Year is upon Us.
The Time of Yule when we begin to reflect the Year gone by.
The cold is here to stay.
The trees stand naked in the ground.
The air is still with a hint of Magic to It.

Something special this Way comes.....does It not?

Is it Santa?
Some Saint long ago that now resides North of the Arctic
on the last iceberg Al Gore is trying to save?
An Old Elven Soul who decides who is naughty and nice and rewards them with Gifts from Best Buy?
A Jolly Fat man who tries to teach Us charity by giving It All away?
Yes. I guess so.
Having children under 9 certainly indulges such fantasies.
The perpetual Tale of endless Rankin and Bass stories
that tell Us the morals everyone else leaves out 11 months a year.
I feed into It I guess.
I find myself devulging my children with such non-Sense
as to Be a good sport and "have Spirit."
It happens so fast....this Parenting thing.
Never any Time to take a "Time-out "myself and think about It.
The fury of the Season seems to come earlier every Year...
(I think I bought my Tree on Halloween!?!? :/)
I perpetuate what has been taught to me....
Lights. Candles. Cookies. Presents. Stockings.
Save the bows! (Santa reuses them )
It All falls into place to year after year....but faster Now.
I find my Self resisting It though.
Knowing somewhere deep in my True Spirit
that this Time is about Being Quiet.
Sitting Still enough to hear reason for the Season.

Is It Jesus?
He had to have had a Birthday.
After All we named it mas Christ didn't we?
Being no Theologian,
but versed pretty well in the Good Book some Time ago...
I know the stories.
And then the altar boy Carols ingrained in my mind.
They all suggest that this Season is about His coming and birth.
Strange how we have come to interpret and relate such things.
We couldn't be any further away from such a Celebration.
I think Jesus would lock Him self in His room
on His Birthday if He were here NOW.
The last thing I think He would want are presents!
And all the gluttony. The shopping. The want. The need.
He definitely would not believe in Santa Claus.
But certainly, what the guy was trying to do.
Maybe that's why He granted Santa perpetual Life
and a hard to get to home.

Is It the Yule then?
The pagan Celebration of the onset of Winter.
The Glorious revel in Fire.
The humble thankfulness of what we already have.
The ominous chorus of song and dance?
The careful preparation of the darkness to come.
The hearth of the home and the warmness of sleeping bodies
huddled close together from the frosted windows.
The common sense practice of preparing the Harvest
for uncertain Times.
The allowance of the Garden to die...
to replenish. rest and reCover.

To Resurrect a gain when the Time is right and the Earth is ready!

The Yule.
It seems to me to Be much more simple.
And without All that guilt and conjured strories to prove a point
and "Make Believe".
There is no need to make Believe.
The is no need for believing at All.
There is only trusting and knowing,
is there not?

So much revolves around Jolly Ole St. Nick and Jesus.
So many stories that really twist and turn the fragile Minds of our youth.
Only to disappoint them when they discover
that the one that doesn't really exist gives us stuff
while the Other who did and does exist
is found only in their Hearts if they know and trust It so.
Receiving only Peace and Love for presents!
Sheesh. Some Christmas.



Granted.
This time of Year IS Special.


What makes IT so Special?

What's all the fuss?

Help me hear to understand peoples...
Before I become a character searching aimlessly
in a claymation forest of talking toys....

A Christmas Mystes.





Chahlie

Chahles,

How apt indeed to refer to this time of year that just passed as 'the Bermuda Triangle of lost souls'. I often marvel at how anyone is able to keep their heads above water and reach the shore each year without drowing in the crowd of harried shoppers and the debt incurred from giving to everyone on their list all at once things they don't even have. I do believe you are right - that Jesus would lock himself in his room if he saw what Christmas has become.

It all seems so insane, yet, as much as I try to tell myself that I'm not going to fall into that age old commercial trap this year I always find myself getting swept right into it. If only the stores were filled with the priceless gifts you'd have for sale such as peace, harmony, compassion and love and shoppers who personify those very qualities, then I'd look forward to this 'Bermuda Triangle' every year. And again I believe you are correct - Yule is so much simpler and closer to the heart and true spirit of the season.

All in all, I hope you and all the 's here had a wonderful HolyDay season sharing love and spreading good cheer amongst yourselves while enjoying the warmth and delight of each other's company. That is the most importnat part of what this season is supposed to be about after all.

Halo Venus and All Star Seed Mystes


Checking in hear for the New Year to ruffle some feathers...

I all ways in joy this Holyday Hang over.

January all ways seemed like a Strange Time
to Begin anything?!
Ironic Cronos rules over our Calendar Beginning...
The Earth's movement almost seems to Stand Still
while the Earthlings I know
drag themselves out into the cold
from dawn darkness to dusk darkness....
Counting calories and credit card bills
Hibernating like most of the Animal Kingdom.
I think the Pagans may have had IT right....
April would seem a far better Time
to START anything!
Mother Nature thinks so.
That would make Christmas happen in February correct?
Like the Ancient Romans
celebrating
Lupernalia....
Feasts and Fires
Drums and Lyres.
Food, Friends and the smell of Spring in the Air...
Whatta Way to Well Come a New Year!


But alas, we will forge
through this Gregorian Calendar idea
and hope our body clocks
will some day adjust to this daylight "savings TIme".
I for One
take 6 months to adjust to it.

Nonetheless
The Quiet Daze of January
always brings me closer to my Self.
The Night Sky offers a sharper glimpse of our Mythological past.
The chill in the Air makes me appreciate how warm my home is.
The calendar is empty while
Time seems to drift by in a steady pace
Offering me more allowance of contemplative activities.
A Sabbatical from the hustle and bustle
I relish the Time to do No thing.

With that, comes a deeper understanding of One's Self, I believe.
To just sit and stare
Wonder and Ponder.
Watch Time go by....
Feel my presence upon the Earth.
Feel the Earth's presents within me.
Contemplate and Thank God for the small things.
Dig deeper into that reason for the Season you speak of, Venus.
Time. Energy. Allowance. Opportunity....
Life, Love and Laughter.

The Star Stuff
we are All made out of
and
into
aGain.

I find this Force beckoning
while the Winter Daze slowly pass
into the Spring Equinox.

A Sense of Revolution has once aGain
turned me inside out.
Leaving me to my Self
on the other side of Time's looking glass...

Resolving my Self
to begin a Gain!

To Be
more
while doing
less...





Ho oponopono





Chahlie

mmmm.... *smile*

hello everyOne.
It's an honor as always to drink
this preciousness in.
Thank You.

Christmas Eve crept in
with fever...
strep throat, bronchitus...
clinging on a few weeks
to pneumonia I believe.
The time was gone before
I was able to say hello to it.

It was a strange season this time.
Working retail many years now...
right in the throes of things.
Right where it all comes down to
at the jewelry counter.
It seemed less Christmas than
another chore all around...
more stress to add to the
already stressful days.
I saw it in their eyes
and I felt it in the way
the seconds rolled on by them
to minutes and hours...
I felt the lost,
blind and fumbling through
an endless maze.
Never listening to the stillness
that would have lighted
the pathway out.


Witness, I watched and took it all in.
All that crazy energy...
I took it all in.

Then I got sick.

I'm sorry to be absent
and so grateful to be here
listening.

{{{}}}

Halo Lady Dove

Tis a pleasure to have you hear whenever You can Be here.
I am sorry to hear of your plight during the HolyDaze
and hope You are much better now....as we get closer to The Sun

The Days get longer and
Orion seems to dance a bit faster
across the Sky.
My eyes awaken to crisp orange hues
touching the tenacious snow
blanketing the Earth....
in one last reminder of without.

Today I saw inklings of my Crocus.

God how I love this crazy Place!
How it forges forward with IT's splendor
no matter what those silly Human Beings are doing
Our Mom keeps giving Us what we need
when we need IT most
(despite our selves)

I had a crazy Dream.

I dreamt I was dreaming.
The Dream was that I didn't survive my accident.
I began thinking how Strange that would Be....
That somewhere I am hooked up to some machine
Lifeless.
Mercifully perpetuated...
or worse...
not here at All...
In Limbo somewhere,
Wandering about in my head.
Wishing All that is happening to me is just that....
My Wishing.
That all that I encounter
is truly figments of My Mind...
The People.
The Places.
The Happy and Sad Faces.
Everything Now could be fantasy....
like Reality used to Be.

Truly lost in Time
I could be
not Here at All?

With this Wondrous Thought in Mind
I could do anything I wanted.
Go anywhere I wanted.
Have anything I wanted.
Meet anyone I wanted.
Any and all that I wanted!
What is stopping me but myself?

I then real eyesed that want was not what I wanted.
There was a more poignant feeling in my heart....
A Need I could not design or refuse.
A Need I could not explain.
A Need to need and BE needed.
An overwhelming feeling of needing no thing
and loving everyOne.
Yes.
Every One.
Even You.

IF this is a dream
and I am not here, as I was...
Then everything I know to BE TRUE
is only what I tell my Self
and want to BE TRUE.

I awoke with this thought not so long ago.
It has consumed
my perception of things,
My expectations of others dissolved.
My Hopes for the World and
my Dreams for One and Other
boundless and formless
reaching beyond my level of Understanding
to a Place of Bliss.



No longer do I spend Time
with that which doesn't resonate with my Self.
That which does not feed my need
for Enlightenment
dissipates in a warm glow
of knowing I need no thing
but Love and Compassion.

There is so little Time hear.
And in the End...
I will wish only to given more of IT
to do more of IT
HERE and NOW.

Before I awaken and IT is gone.....

I dream this dream for Ever.







Chahles

Halo EarLings

Today is a personally favorite day of mine....a Time to March Forth.

IT seems as though the Whirled stands Still Now.
Waiting for the tide to turn and the Earth to show Us
What's She's got!
hidden under that soft snowy blanket
is a fervor of Life
Stirring the soil
for Bounty to Spring up!

(Meanwhile, back in the Day2Day Grind of Human Existence)
It appears only to Be another Thursday.
BUT in actuality March Forth has always been
a kickoff for me,,,
as the off and distant sound of Drums and Bagpipes
begin to fill the air....
and small Purple Flowers begin to fight their way
through the layers of Jack Frost's memory.

In Reality( a place I'm not so sure Exists)
IF we were True
to Her who bears Us...
and not the conformity of the Hands of "Time"
We would be pre pre-pairing
Our Selves
for The New Year's Celebration!

Where the Cascade of Color Chroma
begins to paint the Landscape...
The Air fills with subtle smells of fragrance...
the Sky hues ITself in shades of pink and purple pastels....
the Animals spring forth with warm jubilance....
and the Promise of Continuance fulfills Earth's contract
to our Being Here.

Close your I's and look around.
You will see the what I mean.

Pay Attention IT's due,
or you will miss this Equinox
that happens while we wish for Summer.

March Forth!
with open and warm
Embrace.

Do not merely WItness IT....
Play Your Part in IT


Your Mother will be so proud of You!






Chahlie

Chahldean, my dear Source-erer friend, I bless you madly! I have not checked in here at all since the school year started, so I did not know until today about either your terrible accident or your dear sharings here -- or those of other great Knowflakes keeping the homefires burning.

I am so glad you are still with us in all senses of meaning. Much love and healing to you.

Maria

Halo mAria!
There You are.
I see You and All is Well!

Much thanks for the kind Words and concern
as I am on the mend and feel Blessed to Be hear
both in Mind and Spirit.

I am eternally Gratefull
to have Here to Be~

I am also very happy to see You in our Midst
Once a gain.


A Big Hug to You


I think I speak for most Here when I say
IT is our pleasure and humble duty,
We Watchers, guarding these Embers
to ensure these Fire cast just enough Light
to those who find their Way back home hear...

This quiet nest in the Tree of Life.

Welcome hOMe

A most appropriate Host
for my 1000th Post!

Slainte!




Chahlie

Holy Gnosis!!!

This place is more lit up than ever!

Chahles ~ You are so amazing.

I have been present at CE for a couple of hours and just reading all the words and thinking yes, yes....

How interesting the way you cherish "March Forth," my birthday...

So much to talk about. "WOW" will have to do for now.

Love,
PD

Halo Pisces Dreamer


And a warm Well Come and Belated HAPPY BEARTHDAY!

How appropriate your Birthday is the 4th....
with Your kind Gentle Spirit
and Wise Aquarian Vision
tucked nicely into the 4th Day.
IT Suits You.
And You make IT Special.

I am glad You, like the rest of our Family,
are finding Your Way
back home hear;
a Long the Winding Prodigal Road.

I am merely tending the embers
of the FIre set by many Others
Moons ago.

Please feel Free
to add some Hot Air
if You wood.

We have certainly missed You
and the Others who left a crumb trail.

Well Come back!

and I look forward to
sharing Intomesee
with Thee.




Chahlie

Hello Blue Dove, Chahles, WriteOn & PiscesDreamer,

It's so wonderful to see posts from all of you this past winter. I hope all has been well with all of you since you last were here. I also hope you're fully recovered from the illness you caught during the holidays Blue Dove and can return soon to gift us with your delicate and lovely string of words that truly are a work of art and breathtaking to behold.

That was a wild dream you shared a few posts back Chahles. It reminds me of that little ditty "Row Your Boat", especially the part that says, "Life is but a Dream." I often wonder at times which realm of existence is really the dream - the hours we are sleeping or the ones while we're awake?

I for one (and I know I speak for everyone) am so very glad that you did survive your accident and are on the mend and able to share the priceless gems your amazing mind creates. I hope you'll keep on sharing them as generously as you have. It's been a pleasure reading the shimmering pearls of wisdom I find all your latest realizations to be. Your posts are a blessing in these tumultuous times we find ourselves in.

And yes, March 4th is a personal favorite of mine too because a beautiful, precious and very special person who means the world to me chose that day to enter this world as PiscesDreamer. Spring is in the air this time of year and I too eagerly await its always welcomed arrival.

I have already been handed one of the lovely crocuses that just bloomed in our yard - a pretty lilac one. It seems spring is arriving early this year as the days increasingly become longer and warmer and the earth gradually awakens from her 4 month slumber and prepares to burst into wave after wave of new life. Makes the heart want to sing along to the happy tune she plays this time each year.

And I totally agree with you Chahles, this should be the time we celebrate the new year, like we used to once upon a time. Perhaps here in our own miraculous CE garden we all can do just that. Slainte to you too Chahles. You keep on tending the fires here and I promise I'll stop by to add my air and fan them often.

you all!

Halo Wayfarers and Wanderlings

The Winter Lion of March
passed through these streets
and left us "civilized" Folk
without our beloved power for 4 daze here.
Weathering the storm
was easy...
watching Humans not knowing what to do
was not.
IT became quite clear to me
we have lost our Way to Our Selves.
With panicked debit cards buying
all the batteries and water a trunk could hold....
I laughed as I passed the highway hotels
jammed with crying kids and their Iphones,
unable to use them
Barnes and Nobles became "The Fortress of The Laptop Tribe"
with people laid side by side
wired with extension cords and chargers,
whilst McDonalds drive through sold it's trillionth burger.

Relishing the idea of camping out in my home...
"Survivor Man" became a comedic sitcom
in which the essentials to Living
became Ever so obvious to me....
Food. Water. Warmth.
Not so apparent to my children though....
as this idea of just "Being"
bored them to a frantic state of stifleism.
After every board game I had was played
and every candle I anointed was extinguished,
I decided to hold down the Fort for as long as PSEG could get triple time.
The generator I purchased soon after 9-11,
with Visions of wilderness isolation
and anti-societal sentiment,
now became a Source of Power that only Thomas Edison could love.
With our precious fossil fuels on hand,
that every war seems to be about,
my house became the only home
to endure the pitch
of the dark night sky...


All I could think of was




Nikolas Tesla.



My heart began to ache a bit
for my Self
and for All the Wonderers
out there
who too can't quite comprehend
Why?

I began to feel this "small boat in the ocean" feeling....
Paddling about in this vast See
of blind soles who control the compass.
Wondering IF anyone will ever
change the way things are....

I began to stare closely at Orion...
who seemed completely unaffected by the power lines
that Light up my Life,
to perhaps catch a glimpse
of some Knowing in his Eyes...
an inkling of Understanding and reassurance...
cast down upon my Fate
in small waves of Hope...

so that I would keep paddling.



It was a long moment indeed.
Very Long.
For Ever
IT seemed.

Images of Those,
who once occupied
this small circular sand box in Andromeda
and didn't necessarily
play Well with those Others.

Those who asked
these same Quest-eons
of How and Why?
And were tried with their Lives
to answer them.

Those who had suffered for their Knowing
and continued their Good Fight
without once giving thought
to them Selves.
Their wants.
Their needs.
Their egos.

Those who kept paddling
in the vast open See...
searching for that Place
that exists only
in their Hearts.

I didn't feel a Lone anymore.


The steady hum of this Machine,
keeping my family warm and safe....
made me smile.

For I knew
that it wasn't the petroleum in it's tank
that provided this warmth.
IT was my Love
for Those
who came before me
that fueled this Fire
that continues to burn
on this small vessel
I paddle today....





"IT's gonna take alotta Love to change the Way things are....."



C'mon. You know the Words.




Chahles

Halo's To All Who Enter hear

I hope IT fits.

I was never One to Be
"Good"
Somehow, the word applied too much pressure
and the daily focus on such things wore thin.
Good and Evil were laid out in those daze
like sticks and stones
which would make or break those
who chose the "right side" or the "wrong side".
There were always sides to BE on.

Growing up with the idiom,
"Better to beg forgiveness than ask for permission"
always seemed to Be the better Path for me,
knowing I was Whole on the inside and no need to worry.
Better to laugh with the sinners than cry with the Saints
seemed to make more sense in the "You only Live once" place I was in,
leaving one large hole on the outside.
A hole that allowed the Whirled to enter
and stir up the Gift of Knowing I was given.

Whether it was the corporal punishment of the day
or the neverending constraints of childhood...
I always felt "tempted" to light the fuse.
Most often I did, burning my hands on the same Fire
that stroked my passion for Change and the upheaval
of this senseless system and mind set I called reality.

"I can resist anything but temptation" was the
prose of Wilde
but a mantra for myself in the
exuberant Throws of Youth.
The Whirled was mine for the taking.
And I did.
Always seeking to patch that hole,
" where the rain gets in and stopped my Mind from wandering."


"It takes One a long Time to Become Young" said Picasso.
A saying that took me 20 years to understand
since my Daze at school studying
the brilliance of the "Great Masters"
and trying so hard to stand Under what made them so great?
Looking everywhere for answers
left me short sighted and blind.
The road less traveled became worn
with my weary Heart asking to Be whole again.
Most often, with only Wonder left to ponder this Mystery I call Life.
I lost my sense of direction to the very core of my Being.
My Whole became hole
and the emptiness was overwhelming.

So much so, I felt no thing.
I thought every thing.
But felt no thing.



Then I real eyesed some thing.


All this Time...
I was All Ways Whole.
I seperated myself from my Self
in my pursuit of seeking me...
Who I was.
What I was doing here.
Where I came from?
When I was going?
Why I was here?

How do find Intomesee outside my Self?

I could not.
and know NOW, I never would.

IT was here all the while....
buried gently beneath the calming of my Mind
and my subtle Breathe grasping Life through thin Air.

My journey had taken me so far from hOMe
I had forgotten I never left.


I am still hear.
Still here seeking Intomesee....

I know you are too.





Chahlie

Often,



I sit



and Think.


About Others,
Who are out side me.


How They think.

How They must feel.

How They must perceive me,
as "The Others"
in Their Lives,


Perceiving.


Trying to stand Under
Others...

who perceive Them
as
me.



We
are
All
"They"




Aren't We?



We Are
Us.




ToGather.



No Matter
what
We perceive to Be True.


WE
are
US.

"They" are Us.


All of Us.



Each
and
Every
One
of
US.


As One.




1.




Seeking IntoMeSee.....



As One.

How Cool.







I
am NOT
a Lone.








Chahlie

Hello Chahles & EveryOne,

It's so good to see you here with your enlightening musings you so generously share. I'm so glad to hear that you and your family braved that winter storm a few weeks ago and made it through OK. We truly are so dependent on electricity and modern conveniences. Sometimes I wonder how we ever existed without them before.

Call me crazy, but when I was a child, I used to love the nights when we would lose power because that's when my father would gather us around the table by candlelight and share his true stories of paranormal incidents that happened to him and his family in the Old Country. I remember how scared my younger sister would get, but I was always so fascinated by the tales he told. Though I will confess that I would probably be scared senseless if any of those incidents ever happened to me.

I shared one of his stories once with my fellow classmates in a Tales & Legends class I took in college. And while I was telling it in my father's exact words, the lights in the classroom went out and gave everyone a fright when they found themselves pitched into sudden darkness. It turns out that the lights in that classroom were motion sensitive and only stay on for 10 minutes once the room is vacated. I guess no one moved a muscles while I was telling that story and the room thought it was empty.

My heart aches for Nikola Tesla too. A knowflake from this site once wrote an article about him in the days before The Metamorphosis was born. If I can find it, I'll share it here with all of you. I'm sure she wouldn't mind.

Mr. Tesla's attempt to give the whole world free electricity reminds me of something I read in a book by Carlos Barrios about the Mayan Prophecies. In it he talks about the prophecy of the crystal skull that states that 520 crystal skulls were created to help Mother Earth and humanity during the transition from the 4th Sun to the 5th Sun (which is set to begin on December 21, 2012).

It is said that if 52 of these skulls can be reunited by that date they will activate the 52000 pyramids and create an energy belt that can provide enough electricity for the entire world. Wouldn't that just make Mr. Tesla's heart and soul sing in ecstatic joy. I'm smiling just thinking about it. As of the writing of that book, 28 of the skulls have been found, with 24 to go. Yikes!

I loved your post about the Halo's. Mine always fit perfectly - until I got to high school anyway. Until that point, I was always the 'good' one in my family. I was just sharing this bit of truth with the others around the Easter table on Sunday. We were talking about the old days when parents and grandparents would chase misbehaving children around with brooms, a shoe or whatever else they could grab at a moment's notice in their attempt to keep them in line. I can remember my grandmother doing this to my younger siblings and some of my cousins, but not me. I only had her for 10 years of my life and in that time I never gave her a reason to.

Your cool lightbulb moment when you realized you were always Whole reminds me of Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz always searching for the way home when the way there was within her reach all along. I'm so glad you found that the way to IntoMeSee was right there within you all along and you never needed anyone else to show you the who, what, when, where and why of you. And no, you are not alone. We are all a part of each other - and together we are one.

Anyone here, ever hear about this Radio Station???

This is what on tonite's show


April 7, 2010 www.coasttocoastam.com

Streamlink Audio
HAARP, Mind Effects, & ESP:

Appearing for the full 4 hours of Tuesday's show, lecturer on new technologies, health and earth science-related issues, Dr. Nick Begich, discussed the latest updates on HAARP technology, as well as the rapid advances in mind effects and enhancing ESP potentials. The HAARP facility in Alaska, covering many acres of land, has 180 72 ft.-tall steel antennas that are fed radio frequency energy that is concentrated and manipulated to "literally couple with the ionosphere or magnetic field lines surrounding the Earth," he explained.



One of the more exotic uses of HAARP technology (as explored by the Russians) is to actually heat up the ionosphere and push it out into space, an effect that could interfere with spacecraft or incoming asteroids, Begich reported. The recent Norway Spiral looked like a coherent man-made effect that might have been visual imaging produced by a HAARP-type facility in the area, he noted. One of the capabilities of HAARP is to use electromagnetic fields to create a "frequency following response" where the human brain locks on to specific signals and begins to mirror them. Such a signal could potentially create specific emotions or manipulate behavior, he cautioned.

DARPA is experimenting with electronic telepathy, and learning to read the minds of adversaries. One such method seeks to analyze emanations coming off a person's skull. At one time, independent scientists ran a very successful telepathy experiment with test subjects in different rooms, who had apparatuses attached to their heads; but their work ended up being shut down, he detailed. Begich also spoke about Tesla technology, and Dr. Bernard Eastlund's research just before his death in 2007 that involved the manipulation of gravity waves and weather.




Today in Strangeness:

On this day in 1891, the great showman P.T. Barnum passed away. Though it's unclear if he did actually utter "there's a sucker born every minute," he was one of the most brilliant promoters America has ever seen. Known for exhibiting "freaks" like Tom Thumb, he also created the circus billed as "The Greatest Show on Earth."


Tonight's Show, Wednesday, April 7th:

Author and researcher Steve Quayle will discuss the precarious world economic situation, and the various hot spots for both military conflict and bio-terror around the world.

Halo Solane Star

IT is Wonderfull to See You hear
keeping the Torch burning
for those who may Be
A Way, on hiatus, Sabbatical
or Other Wise.

It has indeed been a while since I have had the Time
to sit and read,
Never Mind
Write anything of intrinsic Value.


It seems as though Spring
does just that...
Catapulting Us into busy-ness!
with the buzzing of the Birds and Bees
The Flowering of the Grass and Trees
The Sun awake from Dawn till Dusk
Movement seems to be All the rage these daze.
No Wonder it is said to" STOP and smell the roses..."
Spring can pass so quickly whilst we are cutting the grass.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KmNSEbgt1Dg


In regards to your last post hear...
Yes, I am very familiar with Coast to Coast and Art Bell for years.
IT is one of the causes for my momentary bouts with Sanity.
And I recommend IT to any and All who need a healthy dose of medicine.
I am glad you are into IT and advocating such Things hear.
As was your timely reference to HAARP.
Something I think everyone should address and research.
Controlling the weather is not science fiction.
It is very real and happening whilst we speak.
OFten I have thought that these uses of electrical/digital frequencies
and EMFs is the wave of the Future....(no pun intended)
And this wave is Being used by "They"
to manipulate the Mind(less) Masses somehow. Beyond our Knowing.
Since most Humans have no idea where thoughts come from....
We can only speculate and ponder what some, including our dear Mr. Tesla, have known for years....
We are Beings of Light.
When I think about this Electronic Revolution;
The Dawning of the New Age....
with IT's gadgets and gizmos
Fios and Broadband
Wireless Low Level Satellites
Sell phone Monopoles and routers...
The constant need to communicate via an apparatus
The never ending pursuit on the ledge of Knowing
Googling every Wikpedia nuance
Whilst being attached to a signal....

Makes me giggle a little bit.

Thinking that One Day...
They will find these little plastic ticky tacky boxes
with their wires and lithium batteries
all lumped up in a landfill
and speculate how old our society was
prior to Atlantis.

It seems we are losing Touch
with our innate Power
of Healing and Communicating
with our Minds and hands.

The more we are mesmerized
the less we become.

A faint memory of the Majestic Being
that once stood Under
IT's True purpose here...
To Live. To Love and to Be hold.
Our Selves.
And certainly One and Other.

The Gift of Life is laced
with a fail safe device,
Activated at Birth.
No matter the Life or IT's strife
One should all ways know IT's worth.
And free IT's Will.

One only needs to reMember to use IT


For All who care and dare
I challenge YOU
to Wake Up!
Stand Up for Your Self.
Take Back what is Your's...
This Divine Right imbedded in your Soul.
reMind Others who sleep
to know
that the Time is hear and Now
to wake up and smell those roses...
before they are all digitized on YouTube.




Chahlie

Halo Dear Seekers of the Deepest Kind(ness)

Based upon the stats above
IT has been far too long since we have sat on this bench
Staring at the Sky
and sharing our in Sights of our Selves.

All though
LIfe really does go on...
Perpetually moving...
Looping it self through the Seasons...
as we witness only ourselves aging in experience.
That has all ways fascinated me.
Whilst I remain the same youth in my Mind's I
My person has altered itself in the Eye of my beholder.
I evolve through my Being as if to grow outside my Self.

As I begin to Wonder such thoughts
and try to explain this to my Children
I real eyesed that IT is only a Journey.
From an infanticimile embryonic Pulse
through stages of Trimesters...
We grow, each Breathe
until we become outside our Source
and leave the protective Womb of our Mother.
As this growth continues....
And we fulfill our Bodies we have pledged incarnation to...
As we become Who We Are, physically
we begin to emotionally grow into Human Beings
capable of every Spiritually Divine Tenet
Thought Forming through the Entire Uni-Verse...
Until
we out grow our Mother a Gain.
Onward and Upward, as Greg would say.

There is no Mystery in that.
There are no Quest-eons.
All the Answers lie in the Journey.
Every problem offers us an opportunity.
Every diificult situation makes us STOP and real eyes
WE ARE HERE NOW.

How cool is that?

I think of all the People who have gone before me.
Those who I cherish for their Words.
Their Deeds.
Their Thoughts.
Their Heroic stances on what They Believed.
How difficult they made their Lives by seeking the Truth.
How they have suffered for their convictions.
Or did they?

They knew something most of Us fear.
They knew there is No thing to fear at All.
They managed to stay here long enough
after they had outgrown their bodies,
and wanted to leave their Mother,
just to teach those of Us who are listening....

that Time hear
is the Gift of Life.

A Present indeed.


As I look deep into the mass confusion,
I see a chaotic Order
of searching Soles
Unified in one commonality....


Our Togetherness is inevitable.
All Ways.


Together, we ALL seek intomesee.
Within and with out.




Chahlie

Chahlie, you do indeed have a sufi heart



love,juni