Revealing Cat Colours

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Remember this post, waaaaay back in 2011 about the colours of domestic cats and how it can signify the cat’s mission?

I thought I’d elaborate on what I’ve learned in the past few years.  Here’s a quick list:

– It seems that in general, only cats seem to have obvious colour-concurrences to their “mission” in life (whether it’s healing, helping with spiritual growth, grounding, being a clown, etc.)  Dogs and indeed most domestic pets come in with specific missions in relation to their human (why be a pet, otherwise?)  But with dogs it’s often breed-related, and dogs frequently seem to incarnate back into their *physical* line, meaning they seem to like to reincarnate into bodies that are decended from their previous bodies.  I’ve seen this with horses and I’ve absolutely heard this from wild birds, who reincarnate into their descendants.

But only cats seem to use fur colours to signal what exactly it is that they’re up to.

Here’s a list of the most common groupings, as observed by Penelope Smith and by me.  Now, keep in mind that not EVERY orange cat is a member of the “Orange Cat Contingent”, but all members of the Orange Cat Contingent make sure they have orange coats.

Orange tabby

Big change.  Cheerful, jollying you along, leaders, encourage leadership in their families, encourage self-confidence, bold, brash, encourage global change (they’re major environmentalists).  Sometimes they minor in energy healing (as many cats do!)  They hold the “vibration” of sunlight, energy, optimism, catalysts.  Orange cats may present themselves as signs to encourage you in a new beginning, to encourage you on your way.

Brown Tabby

Grounding.  Keeping you down to earth with love, snuggles, companionship, humour.  Big snugglers, big lovers.  They are awesome at helping you to love yourself, to become independent from the opinions of others, to remind you to connect with nature and connect with your true self / heart center / what you really want in life.  They’re great at calming you down and helping you through hard times.

Black & White (Tuxedo)

Sacred clowns!  Tuxies are born to raise the vibration of the people around them, constantly, through clowning!  My friend’s tuxie invented the most ridiculous way to eat his food: he backs his butt up the wall behind the food dish and eats his food while doing a handstand.  He does this “because it’s funny”.  Check out all the toilet-trained cats on you-tube – so many of them are tuxies!  They do it “because it’s funny”.  They also like to invent games, get into mischief (are known to flush their toys down the toilet once they’ve learned how to operate it!)  They’re all about living in the moment, making this moment brighter, happier.

Black

Physical healing.  Traditional herbalists often had black cats, which is how they became associated with “witches” and “bad luck” in some countries.  In other countries, black cats are actually considered to be sacred and good luck!  Black cats are often medical intuitive and are excellent at scanning the bodies of humans and recommending particular plants with certain energy signatures.  I think black cats and herbalists have been working together for thousands of years, and that herbalists developed a close, animal communication relationship with their little helpers!  Today, the black cats throw suggestions into the brains of their loved ones to encourage good health.  Drink that tea.  You want to eat spinach.  You want to come to bed early tonight.

Black cats also seem to have a proud history of being muses to writers and artists, helping to hold a supportive, creative space.

White

I’ve noticed that many other psychic and animal communicators seem to find themselves in the company of white cats.  White cats seem to have this spiritual connection, this ability to help and support their humans in raising their own resonance so they can tap into and connect with the “divine”, be it nature, spirits, other animals or their own healing gifts.  White cats are often born deaf (as with many white dogs, it’s a genetic trait associated with the white gene).  Deafness in animals often ramps up their dependence of their telepathic abilities, (as does blindness) and consequently, white cats often choose deafness to amplify their ability to communicate telepathically with their humans, to facilitate their teachings.  That’s one hell of a devotion!

Siamese / Point colouring

Siamese are a breed more than a colouring, but they’ve been cross-bred so much that point colouring appears in many different types of housecats, and in “new” breeds.  In general, point-coloured cats take great pride in their ancestry and their spiritual responsibilities.  They’re extraordinarily devoted, and demanding of respect.  A Siamese-heritage cat has a way of asking “do you know who I am?”  And so asks you, “Do you know who YOU are?”  They model pride, spirituality, history and wealth.  They remind you to take pride in your own heritage, your own history and to demand respect.

I’ve noticed that some of the newer pointed cross-breeds like the Birmen and the Ragdolls seem to be more “black and white” clowny temperaments even thought they appear more Siamese.  I haven’t really figured out whether the newer breeds are coming in as contingents / missions or if they just want to be love bugs and have a good time.

Tortishell & Calico

These are the cats of artists.  They’re introspective, they’re beautiful, often shy and introverted, they seem to dress up every room they enter.  They’re excellent muses.  Often they give the human permission to be a loner, to be introspective, to be different, unusual, to contrast with their own environment.  They understand this life experience, and commiserate.

Grey / Silver

Childhood.  Many people who have owned grey cats knew them when they were children.  Grey cats often come in for the kids.  One thing I’ve noticed in readings is that Grey, Black and White cats often have past lives as cats among these three colours, but not in any other.  This seems a bit too much “on the nose” to be real to me, but there must be something energetically related about these colours and the beings who are attracted to these contingents.  Grey cats pop up in fluffy, long-haired, flat-faced bodies, and when they do they’re often speaking to the *inner* child of the adults in the house, helping the human to reconcile past experiences in this life and in their past lives.  Sleek, short-haired grey cats are much more active, and seem to do the best job at snapping the humans out of their “head” and into the moment, connecting them to their irrational inner wants and needs, which are really our spiritual wants and needs.

When it’s not possible for the humans to meet or act upon their spiritual wants and needs (because sometimes, life sucks) the greys are amazing at holding that space of hope, supporting the humans through their limbo, until the “sun can shine” in their life again.  Grey cats really help us to clear the clouds from our lives.

That’s what I’ve learned so far from hundreds of pet readings and through Penelope Smith’s teachings.

What do you guys think about this?  Did you / do you have a cat in any of these contingents?

*remember I love to see your pet photos!*

 

 

Celebrity Friday: Comedy Clubs in Heaven

 

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There are so many different versions of “Heaven” and I think it’s important to understand that what we experience after we die is what we need and want.

Of course, individuals seek out their friends, their colleagues, their soul families!  What’s the point of any of this if we don’t have friends, family and love? 

I was asking who might want to talk and tapped George Carlin, asked what he was doing, whether he was hanging with Robin Williams yet, etc.  I got the distinct impression of a dark comedy club with a black, flaking paint and stage lighting that was a little glaring and a bit dim at the same time.

A good ol’ DIVE! 

This is the sort of club George loved the best. 

At this juncture, I got up to stir some soup I was making while writing this post.  It takes such a long time to make decent food, I wanted to multi-task a bit, but I ended up interrupting George right as we were beginning our conversation.  He didn’t seem to mind though, and he had some cooking tips.  Here’s the conversation tangent we just took:

George:  Yeah, put some three year old oregano in there, that shit’s the BEST!

Kate:  It’s three years old?  Holy crap I guess it is.

George:  YEAH (long, drawn out, a tad pervy yeaaaahhhhh!) Old oregano, that’s where you really get the flavour.  I never had any oregano, my drunk friends would think it was pot and try to smoke it!

Kate:  Gross, I can’t believe this stuff is three years old.  What are you George, the french chef now?

George:  Don’t put water in there, where’s your wine!  Put a little more red wine in there, that’s what that french guy would say, they LOVE wine!

I added water and then sat back at my computer.  George, you were talking about comedy clubs in Heaven,

George:  Yeah well you know we gotta keep our game sharp, cause every time one of our friends die, and comedians, actors – they WRECK their bodies!  You know one’s always gonna come in soon!  And what do they all want?  A fuckin FREE SHOW!  For a lot of comics, this was the GOOD SHIT, the BEST of times, the time in the dives, before you got famous, when you had friends you could hang around and drink with and talk shit about. 

We could dish it out good!
Go stir your fuckin’ soup!

Kate:  Sorry about that George, last time.

George:  AS I WAS SAYIN’.  The comedians, that’s the first place they wanna go, to their memories of the best times and relive ‘em.  Especially if they’ve had a hard life, and I think you’ve gotta have a hard life to see anything funny in the world. 

For a lot of comedians, they NEED to get a good laugh in a filthy club before they can even look at their fuckin’ shit-show of a life, and you know, when I’m talking about “comedians” I’m not just talking us stage comedians, us lucky-fuckers who were smart/stupid enough to get famous. 

There are a lot of comedians in life, you’re one of ‘em kid.  (Yes, he actually calls me “kid”)  The people who see the irony, who feel in their guts that none of this shit matters, the things we all take so seriously.  So make fun of it, get other’s to lighten up, bring a little bit of brevity and irreverence to your goddamned existence!

That shit’s sacred, you know what I mean?

So this comedy club, this DIVE, this place of my creation – it’s a place of healing for all those folks who die and feel like the first thing they need is a drink, a smoke and a good fuckin’ laugh!  And some tight-assed angel will take this poor soul by the hand and say, “You need to go to George’s.”

(Shows me the exterior of a night club in a tightly packed, greasy city, at night, dimly-lit by a streetlamp, a crackling neon sign outside in bright pink that says “George’s”.)

George:  I like the bright pink because it make’s the jock / masculine guys think for a second they’re being taken to a gay club, and they think “SHIT!  Did I go to the wrong heaven!!!???”

Kate:  THAT is fucking hysterical, George!!!

George:  I KNOW, I’m a comedian.  Give me a little credit here.

Kate:  Which photo do you want, George?

George:  Uhhh, I like the one in the black turtleneck.  That’s the last time I looked so good!

Kate:  What do you look like now?  (What do you choose to look like now?)

George:  Like I just rolled outta bed.  It feels that way, I still feel like I just woke up.  (Dying is like *waking up* and seeing your whole life as a dream)

George:  Actually, I really liked that movie The Matrix.  Incarnation is a lot like that.  Except when you wake up, it’s sort of a relief.  Except you do miss the people still plugged in.  That’s why we try so hard, you know?  My wife knows I’m okay, I got that point across.  Then I felt, Well, what am I gonna do ‘till she gets here?

Hence:  Chez George.  When my wife gets here I’ll hand the club off to someone else.  And hey, when you get here you be sure to check it out, right?

Kate:  Damn straight I will!  I miss the dark, gritty clubs in Toronto, too.  (Note to readers: Kate had a brief stint in stand-up comedy herself.  Very good, but BRIEF.  Too much drama back stage!)

George:  All that drama was because you were working with other girls.  NOW DON’T GET ALL pissy feminist with me, I did sexist comedy in the 80’s you can’t give me any shit I haven’t already heard!  (teasing)  It’s TRUE, if you’d worked with more male comedians, you would’ve been better respected.  I know the business.  But you never would’ve lasted in that racket for long anyway, so it’s no big loss.

Kate:  Thank you for the life advice, George, it’s good to know I didn’t miss out on the goldmine that is late-night open-mike comedy!

George: See yuh sweetheart.

George:  PS:  That quote you’ve got there, it’s even funnier in heaven!

Mom eats chocolate!  

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(Juliette the Bichon Frise)

Before I had an official psychic business, I was doing pet readings for friends and clients by word-of-mouth referral.  This little bichon, Juliette, is my friend’s dog and she’s had so many funny things to say over the years!

Juliette is probably the most demanding and diva-esque dog I’ve ever met, although I spoke to a lovely little Yorkie named Sophie who had a long, thought-out list of special requests for her person too.

With Sophie, she came up with the requests in part because she knows her human enjoys fulfilling her needs so much – so she invents a few extra needs.  She’s a 5lb dog in a big world, after all.  Who wouldn’t want a pillow by the bed to land on?

Juliette has a very natural life out and about in the British Columbia wilds.  In fact, I’m pretty sure her ancestors have been pampered city dogs for generations.  Juliette gives me the impression of a humourous, slightly-put-out, female gentile in the wild, wild west, who has adapted to and adores the rugged environment that is now her home, but who hasn’t forgotten the comforts of a more civilized existence.  This is reflected in her requests before her Mom travels.

They do always know where you’re going, what you’re doing, so don’t even think you can pull one over on your pet!

Juliette knows when her Mom is headed to the city, and comes up with city-specific requests.  She loves doggie boutiques because the staff always fuss over her and tell her how pretty she is, and she’s one of those dogs who enjoys new collar, a variety of coats, a special, gourmet dog treat to eat.

Juliette also knows when her Mom is eating one thing, but thinking she really *should* be eating something else.  Juliette has consistently reported her Mom’s guilty snacking.  Mom eats popcorn.  Mom eats chips.  Mom ate chocolate – and I didn’t get any!

Juliette doesn’t really care whether Mom eats treats or not, she just reports on the state of emotional eating.  As her Mom was going through one heck of a stressful time, Juliette was really reporting on the things her Mom did to make herself feel better.

It’s really funny what they notice.  I get a kick out of it, anyway.

 

Ep.18 Psychic Protection for Children

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I know a lot of you beautiful folks were extra-sensitive as children, and I know at least two of you have extremely sensitive or possibly psychic children.  Here’s an episode for the sensitive child in all of us… and I share the slightly embarrassing visualization technique my mother taught to me to control the nightmares I experienced as a child.

Episode 18:  Psychic Protection for Children

 

 

Cory Monteith <3’s you

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As discussed in the Robin Williams thing, we prefer to wait a decent period of time before posting conversations with famous dead people. It’s been over a year now since Cory Monteith passed, and Sweetie feels comfortable enough now to contribute this conversation we had in the days following Cory’s death:

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Sweetie:

I was looking for your new entry this morning but I couldn’t find it. But when you mentioned it this morning — Psychic Like Crazy — I thought, “Yeah. That’s good timing”. I drafted like… I think probably the craziest entry I have in a while about something that happened yesterday — I was going to talk to you about it but I figured you were too tired. Anyway, I think Corey Monteith has been talking to me. Even after everything, I’m still like… “No. This cannot possibly be happening, that makes no sense”.

Besides that, I was like, “I can’t possibly blog about this, he hasn’t even been dead for a week. It is way too soon. It would not be well received, at all”.

So, here’s what I wrote about that:

Corey Monteith has been talking to me.

I wasn’t sure at first, I thought, “No, surely he must be off healing somewhere, not talking to people yet”. He just shrugged. He’s ok; he wasn’t that attached to that identity and anyway, everyone else is sad about him dying, or is judging him about the way he died, or both. I don’t. I care, but I’m not sad. And I can hear him.

I thought he was Kurt Cobain at first. They’re similar somehow but their energy is different. I read the news shortly after it was released, a day or a day and a half after he died and I started thinking about success. I heard, “That’s why you have to get clear on what success is before you start pursuing it”. At that point I thought he was Kurt because as I read the article I realized that they had all these things in common — they were both drummers, their parents were divorced when they were about the same age, they used the same phrase to describe their drug use — “anything and everything” — both committed suicide.

There’s no proof of that. But even before the toxicology report was published I thought, “Rohypnol. He came home to die”. Rohypnol is an opiate, something they give people to get them off of methadone. Kurt mixed a bunch of them with champagne during one of his suicide attempts. Corey’s toxicology report came back — “heroin and alcohol”. It’s reportedly accidental, although the dangers of mixing alcohol and opiates are widely known.

Anyway he commented on how I was surprised that he had died — that he was surprised that I was surprised. He reminded me that a few years ago when I had pulled up my memories of having predicted some deaths around me, that I began to test out that skill in a way that felt safe. I was watching Glee and I kind of felt around. “Is one of these kids going to die? …Yes. Him. …Really?? Him??”. Yes.

That felt certain, for a moment. But weird. Weirdly certain. Then I forgot all about it until a day or so ago. Until he reminded me. I forgot about it because I hadn’t seen death on him after that. I do tend to forget those things. So, reminding me of things that I’ve forgotten is a pretty good way of convincing me that these things aren’t coming from me, but I was still like, “Ehh, I don’t know. I’m still not sure I’m not imagining this”.

 

So yesterday I was listening to this old Fleetwood Mac album on my iPod. And he pops in. “Oh hey! We did that on the show”. I’d actually totally forgotten that. I guess they did remind me that Fleetwood Mac are good. Or made me realize it.

And then Kurt pops in. “Courtney covered them first (referring to Gold Dust Woman). She deserves credit for making them cool”.

Corey’s like, “She covered them in the 90s… and they remained uncool”.

(pause) “I can’t believe I’m mouthing off to Kurt Cobain”.

(pause) “…about music”.

Kurt is projecting the energetic equivalent of a smirk or an eye roll. “Yeah. Well, I don’t see her (meaning me) bragging to her friends about watching your show”.

 

So I’m listening to this argument about who is responsible for re-popularizing this band. Who gets credit for that cultural contribution. I’m kind of surprised that Kurt wouldn’t just give him that one, honestly.

I was definitely more convinced after witnessing that though and after being reminded of yet another thing at random that I’d forgotten. I’m not sure why he’s hanging out, besides the fact that I’m a lost boy magnet. Maybe Kurt is mentoring him on how to be dead and famous, and talk to incarnated humans without freaking them out too much.

***

Kate: This is amazing sweetheart, and hilarious.

 

Yeah, I don’t think it would be well received either, at the moment. Better to let the dust on the teenagers’ Ouija boards settle. Does Corey care whether it’s shared or not?

 

It’s really funny.

 

***

Sweetie:

I don’t get the impression he really cares, honestly… I’m not getting a strong yes or no. The other day I was like, “Isn’t your autopsy today? What are you doing here?” He was just like, “Why would I want to go to that?”. He doesn’t seem that attached to any of it. But I wouldn’t want you fielding a bunch of angry comments by people feeling its insensitive or exploitive.

Kate:

 

Yeah, that’s the only thing… From the outside looking in, it would be tacky. I think a LOT of people were talking to Michael Jackson right after he died, and I’m sure he was talking to them – but just the timing of it makes you question their motivation.

 

There’s no reason to hurry it, especially since Cory doesn’t seem to care either way. Maybe hang on to this, and post it in a year, depending on what happens?

 

And yeah, why WOULD you go to your own autopsy??? YIIIIICCCCKKKK!!!

 

***

Sweetie:

I think I’ve found what it is, why he didn’t really need to recover in spite of the apparent trauma and why he knows all of these “spirity tricks” already — i think he’s just old. He’s probably been human a lot. I read on wiki that he was reading at a 4th grade level when he was 5. It’s like, “learning to read, again?, oh ok can we just fast track this?” I don’t think it’s his first suicide either. Maybe I saw him and went, “oh hey, I know you! …Yeah, you’re not sticking around, I’ll see you later”.

***

 

Kate: Yeah, that’s probably the most politically incorrect thing you could say!

 

So you see why we choose to hold back on the Celebrity stuff. What Sweetie & I actually tend to get could really be mis-interpreted, but I feel like it’s the most interesting part about talking to dead people – the quips, the shit they give each other, the jokes, the glib comments, the frank honesty.

So folks, I promise you I’ll give you the best we can do, and we’ll do it in the most respectful way we can.

 

Oh and in case you’re wondering why Cory showed up for Sweetie, without her prompting, within days of his passing, here’s what he said about it:

“I’ve always liked it here.”

Sweetie: You’ve been to Tofino?

And he rolled his eyes and said, “I’m from Victoria! Of course I’ve been to Tofino.”

 

The Robin Williams thing

 

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On the Happiness entry, Phoggy posted a link to a youtube video she enjoyed of a channeling of Robin Williams.   I haven’t listened to it yet, and I’m going to wait quite a while, which I prefer to do after someone (anyone!) dies.

I do this for a few reasons.

 

  1. I prefer not to be the target of accusations that I’m capitalizing on someone’s death.  And honestly, I’d have to look closely at my personal motivations if my first impulse was to try to get someone famous who had *just* died.

 

  1. I want to create a great circle of respect for the family and friends. Every time someone famous dies, there’s a big flurry of psychics posting channelings.  Some of them are bound to be fake, and how crappy would it be as a surviving family member to see frauds promoting themselves on the coffin of your family or friend?

 

  1. I prefer not to duplicate the work of others. I would rather wait a year and shine a new light on the ideas surrounding a person after their death.  You can see things better if you let the dust settle.

 

  1. Although there is no limit to the number of people a spirit can potentially speak with at one time, the weeks and months following their death are extremely busy times for spirit beings. Everyone is knocking on that door.  A medium is more likely to tap into what other mediums have channeled previously during this high-traffic time.  It’s almost easier to channel the channelings, or play the recorded message, than to get through all the chaotic thoughts surrounding this being and get to the actual heart of things.  It’s like picking up on a re-run than finding a new episode.

Besides, I’m sure he’s having a beer with George Carlin and other greats, and I’d hate to interrupt!

So I won’t go ask for Robin Williams any time soon, although I’d like to in a few years.  I actually saw him perform live in a small club on Church St. in Toronto, where he popped in to work out his new material.  It was *incredibly* raunchy.  It was awesome for me, but it sucked for my friend (who was performing) because he had to *follow ROBIN WILLIAMS*!   Poor guy, everyone was on a Robin high and no one would listen to his act!

So instead of Robin, I’ll go back to my list of folks who passed a year or two ago and see who’d like to chat.

 

 

Ep 14. Planners, Wingers and Rafters

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I totally intended for this to be a blog post… but I just had too much to say about it.  The short of it is, my take on how detailed a “life plan” has to be.

There’s a lot of rhetoric out there about how screwed up you can get if you go “off track”.  Sylvia Browne even said in her books that if you tried to get out of your contract with God by committing suicide, you’d get looped right back into the next available body!

This has not been my personal experience with readings… but I think Sylvia has a lot of reasons to put that idea out there.  People in severe emotional pain might read about Erik Medhus, for example, and think that suicide is a reasonable option.  Fortunately, you can’t read Channeling Erik without connecting your heart to Erik’s mother, Elisa, and how her son’s death permanently altered her experience of life.

Even though Erik’s doing amazing things – Erik, how the heck did I get on track talking about you???  He says it’s been a while, and it has.  I’ll sit down with him soon and do another guest post.

ANYWAY!  This was supposed to be about me introducing the idea of Planners, Wingers and Rafters, three points on a continuum of how detailed or sparse a life plan can be – and maybe, maybe you’re getting bogged down by the idea there’s a specific THING you should be doing with your life, when maybe, just MAYBE you’re not a Planner.  Maybe you’re a Winger, like me.  Or maybe you’re a Rafter, and thank God for them!

Listen to today’s podcast episode and hear what I mean!

http://www.joyfultelepathy.com/e/14-planners-wingers-and-rafters/

Thanks Everyone!

Celebrity Friday: John’s Parallel Realities

 

John says, At some point, you just make the decision to make money. 

(John’s pointing to a recent conversation Sweetie & I have had about “branding” – how it’s at work in the women’s business world, how business coaches and brand experts are having this massive impact on social media, and the tangible, though not always positive, effect it has on our sense of a person’s authenticity as a professional marketer, real estate agent, psychotherapist etc.)

(John indicates agreement with the branding system, which surprises me.)

John says, do you think I *liked* those queer haircuts?  That was Brian’s idea.  He created our brand.  He was a genius.  (Shows me a quick flash of many other “boy bands” which have followed) We were truly the first.  (Show’s me Buddy Holiday and his band) They weren’t *quite* there.  It was Brian – he understood young girls, he said “If you get the girls to fall in love with you, the boys will try to BE you.”

I never believed that boys would go for such queer haircuts as the (monstrosities?) Brian gave to us – I had tried to (create our brand) with leather clothing – cool jackets, I wanted us to get motorcycles.  I didn’t want to give a damn what grandmothers thought of us.  We weren’t playing for the grandmothers, right?  We were playing for us.  I said that.

And Brian said, “Exactly.  So shut the fuck up and stop wasting your time.”

So what did you do?

I shut the fuck up and let him cut my hair.  We went (on a TV show) looking like that, I was pissed off (mortified.)  Boys feel JUST as bad as girls if they get a wanker hair cut!  (makes spastic arm gestures)

But then Brian booked us a show that (shows me a football stadium.)  It was the biggest show we’d every played.  It was unbelievable.  (Shows himself standing on the stage, looking up at the crowd.)  I realized, it was just a fucking haircut.  THIS is what I wanted. 

John was your hair even that long at first?  I thought you had it pretty short, spikey?

Yes, he flattened it all out.  Search for 1963, find the photo.

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That FUCKING tie.  I had a fag ‘cause I looked like one.  It’s true. 

(We have a brief back and forth about this choice of words.) Ask anyone who was there.  That’s what I said.

(Yeah, I’ll get right on that, John.  That would be a fun conversation with Paul McCartney’s call screener.)

It fucking *worked*.  You could say it was the music, just the songs and the words – it wasn’t.  It was about creating our first album, (shows me a present, gift-wrapped) a package people could buy.  We could sell-out pubs our whole lives and die poor alcoholics.  We couldn’t just make a fucking mix tape (demo tape) and mail it to the radio station.  (HA!  He’s teasing Kurt Cobain with that one.)  Na.  We made the decision, we went *after* it, and it was all Brian.  He’s the genius.  We never would have been anything without him.

This surprises me, because I thought, well, when something’s meant to happen, it does, you know?

NO.  NO.  There is so much more that happens than is meant to happen.  What is “meant” to happen is what you WANTED with your life.  I should have lived longer, that’s what I wanted.  Everyone (knew / felt) that. 

Hey, is there a parallel reality where you’re still incarnated?

(Shows me himself in an old man beard – he looks like Leonardo da Vinci)  I’ve been an old man enough times.  It’s horrible.  No, I doubt I would have chosen to live to the age of arthritis in any parallel reality.

Don’t you know?  Isn’t there a higher perspective you gain, being on the other side and all?

Yes.  But.  The aspect of me speaking to you is engaged in THIS reality.  I have a heavy identity, an heavy investment in THIS reality as THIS version of John.  It gets very confusing for everyone if I were to integrate completely (shows what looks like an upside-down tree, and as you travel “up” the tree, the various timelines / identities join together.  There is a point where the lines completely join into a trunk, but they branch out a bit again at the top, like a root ball, but it’s not nearly as complex as the branches at the bottom.)

If I were to talk to you, and all the thousands of others I talk to, if I were a completely, fully integrated being, how would you know it was me?  If I weren’t peeking into your bedroom making dirty jokes, would you love me as much?  (wink!)

Wow, I thought that there was this big reveal at some point after you die, like you remember all the things about yourself that you don’t remember when you’re incarnated.

You do, so much as you WANT to.  I rather like being John.  I don’t have to be John, I can be a cartoon character if I liked, but being John is *useful* so I *want* to present as this collection of experiences and ideas.  People (other beings) engage with me this way, that’s my purpose, and it feel wonderful to live your purpose.

You don’t stop living, just because you die, you know.  Sometimes death can be an inconvenience, but it doesn’t have to stop you being you. 

But you can integrate and be John + John’s past lives + all John’s parallel realities if you want?

Past and future, yes.  It would also be like blinking out of existence.

So your personality, and I guess everyone’s personality, is defined by our separateness from the parallel realities.  We’re individuals because there’s separation.  I feel like smacking my forehead here.  It’s a crazy-simple explanation to this complex idea of “what is consciousness?” or “who am I?” 

And that really explains how we can be “part of everything” too.  Because once all those parallel realities integrate, we’re complete, whole beings, and we’re also undifferentiated from each other – even in separation.  We literally all become one at that level, because all our “lines” eventually meet up into a giant tree trunk. 

Isn’t it wonderful?  (smile)

Yes, and it’s also kind of obliterating. 

We should start a religion.  Call it Unified Nihilism.  No one could kill each other over it, because there’s nothing to fight for.  (eye twinkle) 

Cue “Imagine”. 

Yeah, I was really depressed when I wrote that song.  I always felt a little sad when I played it. 

Really?  (He gives me the feeling, and describes it as the feeling you get when you watch your child leave home for college.  You love them, you’re proud of them, you know they’ll be alright, but you’re deeply sad to see them go.)

I felt like that when I played it.  I loved that people loved it.  But it always pulled at my heart to play it.

Awww.  Here’s the video.

You children and your technology. 

Oh, and you really need to buy a new bed! 

Thanks John!  Love you.

Ep 11. Past Lives! LAUNCH PARTY!

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(Kids, this ^ is why you need to use photo editors in MODERATION!  It does reflect my mood at this particular moment.)

“It all leads to nothing.”

 

I remember writing previously about a friend of mine who once said to me The Universe Doesn’t Care.  It’s one way of looking at the world and its problems from a higher perspective.  The universe doesn’t place values on good or evil, right or wrong, light or darkness.  They are equal because they allow each other to exist in contrast.  The universe, life, is a perfectly balanced equation.

One of the attendees in last Monday’s Intuitive Development class was said We will all become Nothing.  Which is another way of saying the same thing.  It led into a bit of a discussion, since I understand what he’s saying, yet the concept makes me uncomfortable.  In my class, students and the facilitator all respect each other as potential teachers, and so while another woman admitted to having difficulty / being very uncomfortable with this idea of nihilism, the respect was there and no one was going to argue with him or impose their own ideas on him by telling him he was wrong.

I don’t think he’s wrong.

But there’s something about the concept of returning to the Big Bubble in the Sky, of losing my individuality, my soul’s history so completely, that frightens me.

This is what Bob Marley wants to talk to me about – how we are all one, we are all love, there is nothing to fear, we are all connected, we call came from heaven, we will all return, we will all join together, inevitably, as the cycle completes.

I find myself pushing Marley away a bit.  I’m having a difficult time with this concept.  I feel afraid, sometimes panicky almost, when I meditate on these concepts which Marley presents. 

Because what significance is anything if it all becomes nothing?

I’m having flash-backs to my goth days when I wrote morbid poetry, struggled with suicidal thoughts and asked myself daily, “What’s the point?”

Maybe that’s where the fear comes from… that I came so close to taking my own life as a teenager, that I’m afraid to really dive into this idea.

Yet I’m drawn to it as strongly as I’m repelled by it.  So I don’t feel like I’m moving forward at all.

I’m resistant.  And there’s Marley, patiently waiting for me to engage with him again.  There’s Kurt and George, helping me cope with the fear.  There’s John, making me laugh.

Thank you Heaven, for my invisible friends.

I think this stumbling block I’m on is an expected landmark of spiritual development.  If you’re reading this and you’re also walking a spiritual path, I encourage you to reach out for as much support as you can, because when you need it, it’s important to have those relationships established.  You’ll find it. 

 

Ha.  Albie just popped in.  He says,

Remember, fear is a temporary state of being.  Fear is an energy of change.  (Shows me a ball increasing vibration until it rolls forward.)  Fear is a state to be acknowledged, welcomed.  I had fear in my life.  Fear drove me to America!  Ha!  That was the best thing which could have happened.  Fear can be our guide.  Be sure you listen to your fear, and do not fear your fear!  Do not avoid these things which scare you, or you will not move forward.  Instead, look upon them and use the fear energy to transform your life.

He shows me that, while experiencing fear, you can settle your “higher self” and get in touch with the message behind the fear.  Fear is an alert chime.  It says “Pay Attention!”  It is a reason to ground yourself, to remain calm and to give your attention to the matter which inspired the fear; that matter is important.

Thank you Albie.  You’re a dear friend.  (He laughs.)