SWIRLING THROUGH SYMBOLIC SYMPHONY: Sheldrake, Q, Geddes, Quantum Tumbler

Note: this post does not follow any logical progression, rather it loops . . . Not that I meant to do that, but something in me did . . .

Puppy Scampi and I took our usual four-mile walk early today, 6 to 7 AM. Glad I chose that hour.

What is it, Day Four of Heat Doom — oops, I meant Heat DOME — kinda reminds me of the supposed (failed?) Dome over Israel, and the Golden Dome Trump plans to install over America (including Canada, Mexico? who knows?).

Things have been heating up for some time now. Heating up within us, heating to the boiling point in the “external world.” .

Remember, re-member . . .

To illustrate: I personally, for about the past week, I have been experiencing a furious, but not yet fulminating boil on top of my left shoulder. Interesting. Symbolic meaning? Left: the receptive side, female, what I was wrestling with internally during the Midwest DUP this past weekend. (Some kind of poison needs to leave my body, and chooses the skin to do so. (Likely result of current heavy metal detox protocol.) Thank you, body, for your kind, brilliant allowing.)

The receptive female side of the whole world . . . listening to each other, appreciating each other, at every level . . . How do the Iranian people, or the Israeli people, or the American people, or the Syrian people, etc. etc. FEEL about our so-called “govern-ments.” Remember what the word means: govern the mind. Govern the mind, but not the heart. AI functions to mimic and amplify left brain functioning, but not right brain. Right brain, where we access the mysterious Source, through sudden intuitive messages that fly in from nowhere; these cannot be accessed by the left brain.

Logic, discursive mental off-on digital functioning, all left brain, accessible to AI. But even then, it all depends on the prompt one gives to the AI. And that’s a human function. Always will be, at the source. Martin Geddes has an interesting post today, that shows just how extraordinary AI can be, when combining — what to call them? world-views? assumptions? — neither one feels appropriate, when talking about either “Q” or “morphic resonance.” Notice I said “feels,” part of right brain function. The feminine side of me beginning to rise to the occasion.

Over the past few weeks, ever since I found myself flabbergasted and fascinated by Quantum Tumbler, I have been looking back at “morphic resonance,” Rupert Sheldrake’s proposal that invisible overall frequency fields built by habits evolve through time. This theory, much debunked by western science, has always fascinated me; my interest in astrology, in fact, began with an intuitive recognition that we are all immersed in fields of energy, many of which we do not understand, but simply live within. (As, it turns out, described by the long-cycled outer planets Uranus, Neptune, and Pluto.) These fields guide behavior; we humans are rather like birds flocking in a certain pattern and direction through the sky; or, closer to home: cars hurtling down the highway, flowing according to large signs on the sides or above, into some kind of resonant field that links us all without knowing it. Otherwise, there would be many more accidents! Think of it: how many times have you just trusted your body (your unconscious) with the driving, as your conscious mind wandered elsewhere? Sometimes, it’s as if we “wake up” when we near our destination. But all the while, morphic resonance kept us safely immersed in the larger frequency field that holds travelers without our even knowing it.

Back to Martin Geddes, his post today: fascinating!

Oh, and BTW: The much-maligned phenomenon of “Q,” much like morphic resonance, was another sudden signal to me of a Truth greater than my individual awareness. I discovered, and was immediately drawn to, the enigmatic Q posts in early November 2017, only a few days after they began to mysteriously drop into the frequency field we are all immersed in, whether or not we know it. And it was Martin Geddes on twitter who helped me make sense of the Q posts, back before he was involuntarily censored, dropped from that platform, leaving me, frankly, extremely disturbed: my first experience of current censorship protocols.

Here, finally, is that promised post: