Hope, Lemuria, Channeling… or how to be joyous, content, and have peace of mind

ring-tailed-lemursHope is eternal, and so is stupidity.

Hope means: I don’t want the truth. Hope means: I prefer to dream. Hope means: It will be given to me. Hope means: If it is to be it must come from some place other than here, because I sure won’t move a finger to make it happen.

Do I sound angry? Bitter? Yeah… I am having a bout of bitterness here… lol. It comes, predictably, every 2-3 weeks, I know some sense into myself, and then I am good for 2-3 weeks.

I am talking about having your well-being, your happiness, your peace of mind depend on other people’s behavior.

People will do what people do, on the level of vibration that they are.

On a low vibrational level they will look for everything outside of themselves, because on a low vibrational level your experience of yourself is that you are not powerful enough to make things happen for yourself. So, on a low vibrational level you will feel at the mercy of others, and then you are… at the mercy of others. And others are not interested in your welfare, they are interested in their own.

When you have a low vibration, you have “sucker” written on your forehead, and you can be duped, used, discarded, because you think you can’t do for yourself.

But even on high levels of vibration one can fall into the trap of becoming dependent for happiness on others. This is what happens to me every 2-3 weeks… I get bitter because people flock to some channeler’s website, because people only come to my site to read gossip about Teal Scott, or some other fraudster.

This morning I went to a website, Lemuria 1 Renaissance… Lemur is some animal… let me vomit, ok? of yet another channeler.

Channeling is a great business to get into. You don’t have to write well. You don’t have to take responsibility for what you say, after all you are only a mouthpiece to some entity. You don’t have to speak or write good English… after all the entity may be uneducated.

And people flock to you. You never have to do any work on yourself. You never have to grow as a human being. You can be anywhere in your own personal being, you can be an addict, a pedophile, a criminal, it doesn’t matter to your flock, because they are enamoured by the bullcrap that comes out of your mouth, much like television.

But getting angry at people is like getting angry at the sea because it has waves, like getting angry at the weather.

avatar-stateIf this is how people are, then I have to return to myself, and seek my happiness within… So this way I get 2-3 hours of intense anger, unhappiness, and 2-3 weeks of contentment and joy… and so goes my life.

Contentment and joy, because I know I do all I can and beyond to grow as a human being, and when I don’t… I watch like a hawk for what’s there, so I can catch it… and take control of it so nothing stands in my way to grow into a fully evolved human being. Therein lies the secret of my joy and contentment, not in some outside event.

Hope means that you put all your life into the hands of others. Or the weather. Or the economy. Or sales figures.

the vertical line is climbing the tree of lifeOsho said best: you and your life can be drawn as a horizontal plane and a vertical line. The horizontal plane is where most people live out their miserable life: society, affairs, money, trade, politics, personality. And the vertical is the rich inner life, the life of an individual, growth, expansion, between you and you. 2

I knew this was coming today because the signs pointed to that. I looked at a catalog of diverse merchandise yesterday, because I had to wait for someone and I had time to kill. By page 5 I was starting to feel that familiar “I want this…” pull, that the horizontal plane exerts on me, when society wants me back, back in the fold, back in sheepdom. My Witness Self was watching it, curiously. You can’t catch what you can’t see, you can’t see what you don’t watch.

Today I woke up grumpy, feeling that my life is passing me by, that it is the same old, same old… In the olden days I would get dressed and go to some store to buy some stuff I don’t need, or buy some food that is not good for me.

Instead I sat down to write this article, and now it is all gone, I am back to my Real Self… peaceful, happy, nothing needed from the World.

If my life ended today, I would die happy.

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  1. Lemuria is the name of a hypothetical “lost land” variously located in the Indian and Pacific Oceans. The concept’s 19th-century origins lie in attempts to account for discontinuities in biogeography; however, the concept of Lemuria has been rendered obsolete by modern theories of plate tectonics. Although sunken continents do exist – like Zealandia in the Pacific as well as Mauritia [2] and the Kerguelen Plateau in the Indian Ocean – there is no known geological formation under the Indian or Pacific Oceans that corresponds to the hypothetical Lemuria.[3]

    Though Lemuria is no longer considered a valid scientific hypothesis, it has been adopted by writers involved in the occult, as well as some Tamil writers of India. Accounts of Lemuria differ, but all share a common belief that a continent existed in ancient times and sank beneath the ocean as a result of a geological, often cataclysmic, change, such as pole shift.

  2. osho vertical horizontalLife has two dimensions. One is horizontal – in which you are all living, in which you are always asking for more and more and more. The quantity is not the question; no quantity is going to satisfy you. The horizontal line is the quantitative line. You can go on and on. It is like the horizon – as you go on, the horizon goes on receding back. The distance between you and the goal of your more and more, the goal of your desire, remains always exactly the same. It was the same when you were a child, it was the same when you were young, it is the same when you are old. It will remain the same to your last breath.

    The horizontal line is exactly an illusion. The horizon does not exist, it only appears – there, perhaps just a few miles away, the sky is meeting the earth.it meets nowhere. Out of the horizon comes the horizontal line – unending, because the goal is illusory; you cannot come to make it a reality. And your patience is limited, your span of life is limited. One day you realize that it all seems futile, meaningless: “I am unnecessarily dragging myself, torturing myself, reaching nowhere.” Then the opposite of it arises in you – destroy yourself. It is not worthwhile to live, because life promises you, but never delivers the goods.

    But life has another line – a vertical line. The vertical line moves in a totally different dimension. In such an experience, for a moment you have turned your face towards the vertical.

    You are not asking – that’s why you are being given. You are not desiring – that’s why so much is made available to you. You don’t have any goal – that’s why you are so close to it. Because there is no desire, no goal, no asking, no begging, you don’t have any tension; you are utterly relaxed. In this relaxed state is the meeting with existence.

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1 thought on “Hope, Lemuria, Channeling… or how to be joyous, content, and have peace of mind”

  1. Wanting. Having. Being. I have been thinking a lot in the past few days about living my life with the quality of being able to just die and be satisfied that I have been deeply engaged in exploration and expansion. Like the Native American warrior who may have said, “Today is a good day to die.” I want to live like that, on the outer edge of knowing and being and even doing.

    Not sure how to do it, how to be it. But just trying to fit myself into a an already existing slot in society in order to survive and be counted is only one way to do it. I want comfort and contentment and fuzzy slippers and warm cocoa and hearts and hugs. But part of me wants to live life at the edge of the diving board. The part that really wants to live.

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