New World You

How Did I Get Here?

I have found myself trying to be not-me.  I think that I have drifted off course, away from areas that I am most interested in and most effective in.  It's time to get back home.. to writing, to Nagew, to the exploration of the inner world and the translation of inner experience into written material.

So, we will have to leave my probable selves for now.  No worries - they still exist and still progress.  In fact, by living in the present and expanding here, I will be creating more possibilities for exploration.

It occurs to me that I have already gotten a foot inside the door that leads to the New World, while thinking of myself as being in the Old World.  I've been trying to do something that is already done.  For now, I will work on skills that I have, to see where that takes us.

Translation of inner experience into written material.  This can be poetry, stories, channeling; there is a lot of room for exploration and each of us is a unique world/self to explore!  NewWorldYou - it's all about you, and me too!

Exchange of Energy

I think I'll have to make Rush the official rock band of New World You.  There is so much energy in the music and the lyrics often seem to be sorta Sethian, if you know what I mean.  So let's start this with some appropriate music.

Chemistry by Rush 

Signal transmitted
Message received
Reaction making impact
Invisibly

Elemental telepathy
Exchange of energy
Reaction making contact
Mysteriously

Eye to I
Reaction burning hotter
Two to one
Reflection on the water
H to O
No flow without the other
Oh but how
Do they make contact
With one another?

Electricity? Biology?
Seems to me it's Chemistry

Emotion transmitted
Emotion received
Music in the abstract
Positively

Elemental empathy
A change of synergy
Music making contact
Naturally

One, two, three
Add without subtraction
Sound on sound
Multiplied reaction
H to O
No flow without the other
Oh, but how
Do we make contact
With one another?

Ok, maybe that wasn't the kind of thing we think about when we think 'energy exchange' so I'll have to post a big long story now.

Ah yes - the good old basic energy exchange: not quite channeling, but still real enough.  I will describe an interesting type of energy exchange that I participated in.  One reason that I say it is interesting is because I handled both ends of the exchange.  I have posted some of this before, in SethNet, but never the whole story.

I discovered the Seth material in 1979.  At a certain point between that time and 1982 I was feeling discouraged and I felt that I needed some special help.  I tried to contact a future version of myself because I thought that a future me would have a lot of answers, being so old and wise.  I believed that I had made contact but I wasn't sure about what I needed; I just knew that I desperately needed something, so I sent what I was feeling in a kind of wordless communication.  I received something back, but it was wordless as well. 

Whatever it was, it did the trick, and I was able to go on with life.

(This is a picture of the Wizard in 1983, so now you know that I wasn't always old and ugly.  It looks like I am trying to strangle the cat but I was just holding him still because he was trying to get away.)

Time passed.  After 5 years, I stopped reading the Seth books, because you can only do so much with books and nobody else I knew was interested.  I met some Christians and shared beliefs with them for another 5 years.  I think what I liked about this particular group was that they believed in miracles, healings, and other manifestations of a greater power.  I got married and divorced during that time.

I got married again and stopped hanging out with the Christians.  They just seemed to be too judgmental and limited in their thinking.

More time passed.  In July 2003, I hit the bottom of what I will call mid-life crisis.  It was indeed a crisis!

Not to go into great detail here but just to say that I was fairly sure that there was nothing about life that interested me and I saw no future ahead.  It had been 19 years since I stopped reading Seth, but I had made the material a part of my way of looking at things but I did not really think about it.

So, there I was, lying on the bed.  I had been spending a lot of time doing that, just sort of drifting into a gray area and letting time pass.  I was in a light trance state; I think I wanted to fade right out of the world and this seemed like a step in that direction.  In that state, I was thinking, "What is there?  What can I use?  Where are the answers?"  I did that for a number of days.

One day, I felt a communication and it said, "What about Seth?  You've got Seth!"  This communication carried a feeling-tone that I identified as being me in about July, 1981.  I thought, "Yeah, what about the Seth books?" 

I knew what this had to be and I was ashamed because I thought I had nothing to give in return but I sent something anyway.  I didn't send words but sent a package of unspecified energy, thinking that my unconscious self would have a better idea of what might be useful whereas my outer-ego might just mess things up.

Seth!  How had I forgotten about the Seth material?  I hadn't really forgotten about it but had filed it away as being part of the past.  How fitting that the past had come to me to remind me!  I went and immediately ordered "The Nature of Personal Reality" online and had the book in a few days.  After that, I ordered copies of all of the Seth books I had read before.  Then I read some books that had not yet been published in 1984. 

In short, I read a lot of Seth books, and it was like meeting old friends.  This time, however, there were new roads where there had been none before.  While I was searching online for Seth related stuff, I found SethNet in March, 2004, and the rest is history. 

About 6 months later, I had a session with Kris, channeled by Serge Grandbois.  Though I was fairly sure of what had happened, I still like to ask the Spirits, just to be sure. He said:

(From private session -8/21/2004, Krischronicles.com)

KRIS: You have consciously engaged in such a venture in a manner where most individuals only engage in this whilst in the deeper layers of sleep because their conscious perceptions would not allow this idea to truly exist, since most people consider the past to be over and done with.

DON: Yes, Seth said that the past still exists and that it can even be changed.

KRIS: Indeed. As you might also project a portion of your awareness into a potential future from which you would draw beneficial wisdom. Just like (when) you reached out to your younger past self, so the future older self also reached out to you as it's younger past self. There are always exchanges at those levels through the auspices of your inner self or source self or essence, that go by generally unnoticed by the overall populace. But they do exist, they are beneficial and can bring about greater fulfillment.

Well, Kris said I did it consciously but I would have to say 'semi-consciously' since I feel that I was in something of a trance state at the time.  There is a bit of confusion there about past, present, and future me's and exactly which was contacting which but that is probably because I was imprecise in forming the questions.

So, this is the nature of the exchange: I provided something just when it was needed and the past me provided something, also just when it was needed most.  We were both in bad spots and the exchange gave both of us a way to continue on with life.  Before this happened, I was getting ready to fade out of reality - what word would be more appropriate than "disengage"?  He also gave me something else that is pretty funny when you think about it.

In July, 1981, I became ill.  I had a throat infection and then that went away.  Afterwards, I had sores in the corners of my mouth.  It was really irritating and I was even more irritated when my doctor told me that it was herpes simplex.  I didn't believe him, (we'll soon see that he was wrong) and it went away after a while.

After the exchange in 2003, I started getting the same sores after an illness.  I had a different doctor this time and he sent me to a dermatologist.  The dermatologist looked at it, said that it was a fungal infection, and gave me some medicine for it, and that was that.  So, maybe that was part of the exchange - I caught the infection from him and cured it when I had a better doctor?!  Or maybe it's just one of those things you catch when you are depressed and your defenses are down?  All the same, the timing is awfully 'coincidental'.

So, that was a nice little incident that helped me to prove to myself that you really can communicate with a past self in 'real time'.  Let me mention a few other possibilities that are suggested.  You can communicate with a probable future self, gaining information that will allow you to choose that probable future as your own.  For this, you would do well to pick a desirable future, not one that leads to failure.

You might also communicate with a self in a probable present, one who followed a different path in the past, leading to a different present.  You could compare notes.  It should also be easier to develop abilities that this other self had than it would be to do it without such a self.  Of course, you could just as easily have that benefit without the communications except that you would not know which abilities.

This isn't finished.  I still feel the young Wizard's presence.  I may have helped him once but his basic issue is still, in the past, unresolved.  He wants his future to be better than his present.  He wants nothing less than a new world, and he wants it now.  I don't think that is so unreasonable; we all deserve to realize a certain degree of fulfillment.  The problem with him is that he's not likely to be satisfied with anything superficial.  Now where can I find a New world?  I feel that I owe him something of the sort.  He is the source of what idealism I have.  I have decided to help make it easier to find paths into a new better world.  So, how do I do that?

The real first post

I am here now to tell a story and to invite you to share your story.  I have tossed out 3 versions of my first post for this blog because I am not sure of how to do what I want to do here.  I will just post this and we can see where this takes us.  I invite... I am counting on your participation here - this is all about you, and me, all about us.

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Are we on the road to fulfillment?

Many say that they are unsatisfied with their lives.  Others say that they are happy.  Those of you who are happy need no help but you may be able to help us as we look for better paths.

I have not found fulfillment.  The main reason for this is that I have not decided on a direction for my quest.

 Mere accumulation of information has not done the trick and I have to believe that I now have more than enough information and that it is time to act.  What about those who are not happy?  What about those people who feel that they are in dead end jobs, jobs that may pay well but are not interesting?  What about you young people who don't see a career that is 'you'?

Me?  I would be happy to interact with you all on the internet every day, and in my spare time I would carve channels and make dams in a nearby stream. 

Let me tell you about a young man that I know.  He lives in another time not too long away.  He was brought up in a society that seemed to be interested in producing people-as-parts to fit in a machine.  He was interested in the qualities of moonlight and those things that could be found buried in the ground.  He wanted to fly as he did in his dreams but was offered flying machines because 'people did not fly'.  He wanted to find the girl he had met by a gate when he was 6 years old but she had had to move away.

A bit of assistance from his world would have been a great help.  I know that it's not possible to be born into the wrong time and place but this boy thought that he had been born so.  He just didn't see the choices that he wanted as being available.  How can one earn a living by dreaming?  He thought that if he couldn't have his desires, then he would opt out.  So he did.

He found friends who were interesting but were 'bad influences'.  They smoked tobacco and other things and they drank beer, so he did too.  Bad though they were, they were interesting.  They did not fit the mold and a few of them had interesting thoughts.  Our friend dreamed away some years and he was reasonably content though he knew that he had thrown away his chances of fitting in.

The young man's theme song at that time was "Time" by Pink Floyd.  He liked it but tried not to think that he was living it.

"Time" by Pink Floyd

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun

And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but its sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in the relative way, but youre older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the english way
The time is gone, the song is over, thought Id something more to say

Pretty depressing stuff, eh?

He dreamed of lands in the sunset sky and of great civilizations lost in time.  He let his hair grow long and he searched for a lady friend who had long brown hair and something indefinable about her Self.  He had given up on science as being too limiting so he studied magic.  Once, when he and some friends were stoned out of their normal minds (Ok, just because I did it doesn't mean that I think it was a good idea!), someone called him Merlin, for some really stupid reason, but the name stuck.  That is one of the reasons that I call him 'The Wizard'.  The other reason is that he had this idea that he could create the reality he wanted out of his mind, if he could just find the way.  He was a 'scientist gone bad'.

One day, the Wizard visited his local bookstore, looking for more magical books, looking for one that was the real thing.  He was more than slightly distracted by the girl who worked there - he would have given much to get to know her better.

How do you choose a book?  Do you go by the picture on the cover, or the description on the back cover?  How about the title?  Yes, this time it was the title that did it, despite the front cover.  When you are looking for all of the answers, can a book title be any better than "The Nature of Personal Reality"?

So, our young wizard bought the book and got the girl too, though the book lasted much longer in his experience.  I still have it, 29 years later.

Alright, yes, he was me, and this was more or less his theme song at that time:

RUSH
New World Man

He's a rebel and a runner
He's a signal turning green
He's a restless young romantic
Wants to run the big machine

He's got a problem with his poisons
But you know he'll find a cure
He's cleaning up his systems
To keep his nature pure

Learning to match the beat of the Old World Man
Learning to catch the heat of the Third World Man

He's got to make his own mistakes
And learn to mend the mess he makes
He's old enough to know what's right
But young enough not to choose it
He's noble enough to win the world
But weak enough to lose it
He's a New World Man...

He's a radio receiver
Tuned to factories and farms
He's a writer and arranger
And a young boy bearing arms

He's got a problem with his power
With weapons on patrol
He's got to walk a fine line
And keep his self-control

Trying to save the day for the Old World Man
Trying to pave the way for the Third World Man

He's not concerned with yesterday
He knows constant change is here today
He's noble enough to know what's right
But weak enough not to choose it
He's wise enough to win the world
But fool enough to lose it
He's a New World Man...

This blog is partly about me becoming the 'practicing idealist' that I once was.  Another part is about you... and where would we like to go from here?  Tell us about your Self.  Who are you?  Who did you want to be?  Who do you want to be?  How can I help?

In the next post I will probably tell you about how the Wizard contacted me and what has happened since then. 

Yes, as Seth sez, we can communicate with past and future Selves.  Really.  I did it and you can too, consciously.

Please comment - This is your place to be yourSelf!