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Posted: December 7th. 2006 9:37:12 PM
A Response To A Philosophy Of Sensitivity
Age Group: Adult
From my blog: http://blog.myspace.com/chazvder
Surfing the backdated posts in 'Bulletins' I ran across this piece that really shook the Monkey in my head into action. He has been 'holding court', monologging mighty for hours now. Just him, me and my cerebral cortex. Never used to be this long winded, you know, maybe a soliloquy from 'Les Miserables' and nothing for months. I thought maybe a splinter of Ramtha. Now I'm scared it could be all of Seth, Jane Roberts, and fu^#*ing Bill W. too, for all I know. Check me in my blog,
Raven Sapphire**~ Emissary of Light™
Dec 1 2006 11:56 AM
The Philosophy of Sensitivity
The question is … should the “sensitives” toughen up? Grow thicker skin? Don’t take everything so personally? Lighten up? Get a sense of humor? Become more like those who can throw barbs and sarcasms and wounds around like so much paint in a paint-ball fight?
What if …….
What if The Creator made the “sensitives” just the way they were meant to be?
What if the “sensitives” have a job to do … which is point out to others that there is a kinder way to live?
What if the “sensitives” have a good point? That words hurt, that words have “charges, ” that cause wounds, that there is always a thread of truth behind a jibe.
What if the “sensitives” are really saying … this is the softness of love and acceptance that I’m trying to live and trying to show you?
What if … no one pays attention and the world continues to wound itself and everyone on the planet?
Just something to think about on this Friday that seems to me to have the energy of change all over it.
With love and a smile,
From: Mad Poet Of The Apocalypse
Date: Dec 6 2006 9:16 PM
A Response To A Philosophy Of Sensitivity
I am a hyper-sensitive. I am unnaturally aware not only of my own shimmering, seething, slowly retreating, always evolving, never completing emotional tone, aura, odor, I don't know what to call it, but I sense this in others as well, and I am tempted to say I am aware of the great probability wave generated by our consensual consciousness. I cannot read another's mind and know what they are thinking and I can't not be swept away by what they are feeling. I remain blissfully unaware of what others are thinking (verbally, sub-vocal) in regard to their experience of emotion.
I am not soft. I have loved and I have hated and I have hated what I loved. I have known better and loved anyway and I have known nothing and loved less. I'll take loving anyway anyday but it is never easy nor is it kind. Love just is. When you are in it or on it everyone around you knows it and wants it, too. I laugh and weild a mighty sarcasm, especially since I can inventory a person on a sub vocal pre language level in a matter of minutes. Most who know me are unaware of this. It is not for general knowledge. My greatest weakness is my inability to drop the masks that I use to cover my vulnerability to your love and pain and crazy-making chaos. Living intuitively is not a natural state for me. Even though I live in what can be a deluge of emotional background radiation, I distrust the little 'nudges' or feelings I get about people and events in my circle. I second guess my own strengths. I admit that I generally do not track on the normal curve of our society unless I am faking it. For anyone thinking 'light-worker' I really gotta tell you . . . I tend to hang in the 'less visible' wavelengths of electromagnetism. Dark and Radiant is how I roll. To many this means that I am either:
A. Crazy or
The events that tuned and turned me on do not allow a person to wear a white robe and stand high and apart from the masses, the background buzz is inescapable on this rock, in this time. It grows louder and more impossible to ignore into unreality everyday. If there are others like us on other stones around other fires I am sure that soon they will be able to point to the spot in their sky where our dream spins and say "this is where the sky screams and it is not safe to even imagine oneself in proximity of such horrific imbalance." We can only hope that they do not build some grand mythos, moral code or supreme being around such a statement, because it is untrue. From the lowest levels of undifferentiated particles to the most sublime states of energy and matter, it, they and us are expressions of the same event, the Multiverse. Its a damn big box, I grant you, but there is no way out of it. We are part of it. Inter-galactic distances may serve to isolate the flesh, but google Einstein's (I think it was) 'spooky action at a distance' or something called the 'hundredth monkey theory.' As above, so below. No Duality.
The Creatrix, who fashioned the All from the raw energies of the Force Creative, sees nothing and no one in this Event as imperfect. On the one hand, this may not be a perfect world; on the other, whatever it is, IS perfect. What is here and right now is exactly what is supposed to be here right now. Otherwise, it would be different. The good and bad are things (labels) we put on persons, places, situations, etc, for our own comfort. In reality good and bad do not exist as seperate states of being. They are aspects of the same thing, the One-Thing.
Even if I could, I would not counsel others to find a kinder way to live unless they found themselves drawn to such work. I shudder to think of the whole species taking that path. Our civilization, and our energetic signatures would be even more dangerously out of balance than they are. Dark, Light. Hot, Cold. Good, Bad. Balance.
Maybe the great Answers we seek cannot be known until we learn to ask the right questions. We can only do that if we allow for the possibility that the Secret of the Multiverse may turn out to be 'there was never any secret'. There are only simple truths of such immense and grand proportion we cannot bear to witness them. From the image of ourselves we fashioned our gods and bid them bolster or reject the old Empires. We still ask that of them today. Gods to bless or bring down Empyre.
Be Light in the absence of Light,
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