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God made it that way!

Friday, February 20th, 2009

The answer a student wrote on his physics answer paper:

god_made_it_that_way

I find this answer very interesting, you can answer any question in the world using this answer and yet when somebody objects to your answer, that person (assuming that person is very religious), will take it as an attack on “his” religion.

There’s a saying that goes something in the line of, what science can’t explain, is religion.

I believe science and spirituality goes hand in hand, especially when you have some background in physics (especially quantum). The more I study quantum physics, the more it interconnects with spirituality and contradict religions in general. Orthodox religions contradict each other anyway whereas their mystical meanings tie in perfectly with each other as well as spirituality and science (mystical for example: Christianity -> Gnosticism, Jewish -> Kabbalah, Judaism -> Hasidism, Islam -> Sufism etc etc etc).

Not trying to make a point or anything, just thought the answer on the physics paper should make for an interesting topic of discussion.


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Interesting and exciting things

Tuesday, January 27th, 2009

Two things happened to me recently, one was interesting and a bit scarey and the other was very exciting.

The first I called my empath woes and went as follows:

A long time ago, because I was being overwhelmed by the emotions of other people, I found a way to block out those that weren’t relevant to me and only receive those where I could be of some benefit. That worked fine, till now…

I just had an experience that has left me shaken and quite drained. There was this guy who added me on FB. I didn’t know him, but kinda knew him from some psychic groups I was on, and because I felt he was ‘okay’ I added him. I hardly had any dealings with him though, apart from on the groups. Today, a little while ago, I went on FB and saw that he had left the group he created and deleted all his posts, he was no longer in my friend list and when I searched for him, I couldn’t send a message to him. I felt really worried about him, even though I hardly knew him, so I asked some ‘mutual friends’ if they knew what was going on. I don’t think they do, but I think one of them might know something and not want to say. I checked him again and he had deleted his FB profile and he’s not on there at all, confirmed by the mutual friends. By this stage I was feeling overwhelmed by emotion, heartache, deep sadness and real hurt. I had a headache from it and felt like crying uncontrollably.

This wasn’t any of my emotion, so I can only assume its from him. I felt like crying, and felt totally despairing, I felt like the weight of the world was on my shoulders. One of the ‘mutual friends’ helped me to come to grips with all of it and do a cord cutting and grounding, which got ‘rid’ of the emotion and it was totally gone.

I have two problems with this incident. The first is that obviously my blocks aren’t working anymore, or my guides have seen fit to remove them for some reason *Satyr looks sternly at her guides* and the second is that why was I ‘made’ to feel this when there isn’t really anything I can do about it. Yes, I know I can send healing and energy and I have done so, but I’ll probably never know what the problem is or if he gets over it. I want to help, but feel like my hands are tied cause I have no way of contacting him to see if he’s okay.

Okay, so here’s my rant (sorry, although the emotions have gone, they kinda mucked me up) WHY THE FLIPPING HELL AM I MADE TO FEEL THIS WHEN THERE’S NOT MUCH I CAN DO TO HELP THE SITUATION!!!
Then, an update to this situation though, that makes everything make more sense.

The emotion I was feeling was so overwhelming that i was getting confused and allocated the emotion to the ‘missing friend’ which seemed to be the logical solution, however, said friend came back and seems fine, BUT, the person who helped me come to grips with all of this, is having issues and it seems that the emotion I was feeling was from her and not who I thought. Thats makes more sense, cause her I can try to help. It seems its gonna take me a while to get the hang of this empath stuff again.

And, another update on this

Last night, I had a dream which was basically about me and two others being in a hotel/hotel room and we had a bulldog with us. The two focal points of the dream, are the hotel and the dog (because those were the things that played the biggest roles in the dream). When I awoke, I had a clear vision of two spiders and a beetle.

I looked up the aspects of the dream and got the following interpretations (PS: I don’t often remember my dreams and my dreams are usually full of sybolism, not direct info):

Dog
To see a dog in your dream, symbolizes intuition, loyalty, generosity, protection, and fidelity. The dream suggests that your strong values and good intentions will enable you to go forward in the world and bring you success. Alternatively, it indicates a skill that you have ignored or forgotten.

Dogs may also show up in dreams as guides, much like seeing eye dogs. They may be leading us into worlds we can’t see but which they navigate with ease. Look at the surroundings in the dream and see where the dog is leading you. This can be a key clue in interpreting the dream. The dog may be leading you toward an area of your life that you may be having trouble seeing or ‘looking at’.

Dogs are often attributed with psychic sense. They are believed to have the ability to see ghosts and other energetic phenomena. In that context, dreams of dogs may indicate that we are developing our own psychic sense.

Hotel
To see a hotel in your dream, signifies a new state of mind or a shift in personal identity. You are undergoing some sort of transition and need to move away from your old habits and old way of thinking. You need to temporarily escape from your daily life.?Alternatively, the dream may imply a loss in your personal identity.

Spiders and beetle
They both seem to indicate destructive influences.

Beetle
To see a beetle in your dream, indicates that some destructive influences may be at work in your waking life. You may also feel that your values and beliefs are being compromised. If you dream that beetles are crawling all over you, then it indicates that a lot of minor issues are bugging you.

Spiders
To see a spider in your dream, indicates that you are feeling like an outsider in some situation. Or that you may want to keep your distance and stay away from an alluring and tempting situation. The spider is also symbolic of feminine power. Alternatively, a spider may refer to a powerful force protecting you against your self-destructive behavior.

Two (as in two spiders)
Two
Two stands for balance, diversity, partnership, soul, or receptivity. It can also symbolize double weakness or double strength. There is a duality as in male and female, mother and father, yin and yang, etc.

It seems to me that the experience and the dream are connected and that perhaps its telling me, that I need to open up the empath part of me again and that I need to approach it with a new state of mind. I think its also confirmation of what i am doing about improving my psychic sense, that I am doing the right thing.

 

Then, a few days after that, the second happening, which I found really exciting.

Something really exciting happened to me now. I was on a Medium/psychic group on FB and someone was asking for a medium to help her make contact with someone she recently lost. As I was reading the post, I got an image of a man smoking a pipe, so, feeling a bit silly (cause I’m not a medium), I answered anyway and asked her if a man smoking a pipe meant anything to her. She replied saying she wants to add me as a friend to chat, so I accepted and this is basically what happened.

She told me that her grandpa that passed about 15 years ago used to smoke a pipe but it was her dad that recently passed. As she wrote that, my hands started shaking, so I asked her if her dad had some problem that made him shake. She replied that he did shake but that she didn’t know if it was a medical problem and she was only aware recently that his hands shook.  I said that I saw a picture of photo that was important in some way and she replied that when he died, they were all given a beautiful black and white photo of him. I then said asked if her dad had a dog, cause I saw a small, black or dark coloured dog. She said that he personally hadn’t had a dog for a while, but they did have a small miniture black and tan dog that he loved and that they had given away about a month prior to his death.

After that I didn’t really get anything else, but she seemed happy with what I told her – and I had told her that I was not a medium and that I was still quite new to all the psychic stuff.

Cool hey! Do you think it was her dad and grandpa that I was picking up on?

 

And so, it seems, my life yet again becomes more interesting.


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Walking in a graveyard

Sunday, January 18th, 2009

Today we heard about a very overgrown, probably not very well known graveyard with graves from the 1800’s so we decided to try find it. After wandering around aimlessly in the forest, we decided to ask someone who was walking there where it was and got directions (and NO, sorry, I’m not gonna tell every tom, dick and harry where it is).

We did find it and started walking around. I felt an almost overwhelming sadness while I was there. Its extremely overgrown and you basically had to bundu bash to find graves. A lot of them didn’t have headstones, or the headstones had been broken off. There were some that had wooden headstones and the writing had been worn or faded away, so there is no way of knowing who they were. They weren’t all in the same place. There are graves there of men, women and quite a few babies/children.

We also saw two large candles in a couple of places and I’m thinking that people have been doing rituals there. Hopefully good ones and not bad. I spent a moment at each grave just wishing Blessed Be to the person there and before we left, I sat quietly and did a soul rescue to help any souls that might have been trapped there.

I found it a very moving, but very sad experience. May they all rest in peace.



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Facing War, a vivid dream dissected

Sunday, January 18th, 2009

Last night I had a dream, a dream so vivid and scary, I was panting when I was suddenly awoken by the sound of explosions in my dream.

My brother and I was living in a house in a peaceful middle class area, my mom was either visiting or she was also living in the same house, can’t remember the detail that well.

My brother was busy playing PC games on my server while I was having a workout session in another room when I suddenly heard my mom’s voice screaming something about the “War of Gaza”, her voice was overwhelmed by the sound of tanks and troops surrounding the house.

Troops would then lie down outside the house on a piece of open field that was raised slightly higher than the height of the windows, scan the house with some long distance x-ray contraption gizmo and raise their machine guns with laser beams which was jumping around in my room with the target occasionally being on my body.

Every 5 minutes I’ll see a different target targeting objects in the house (it’s a red plus sign encircled with the line ends of the plus ending in a perpendicular line that would make a square if you extend them), while some sergeant would scream, “BLACK BOMB” and you would hear that distinct sound of a mortar being launched but it never exploded or reached the ground for that matter.

I was packing my clothes in a bag to get away from the house when I heard gunshots coming from the next room; my brother was playing war games on the server PC with the volume at maximum, it sounded so realistic that I thought they were starting to infiltrate the house when my mom screamed at him to turn down the volume as the troops might think we’re armed. Then some random sheepdog ran into the room which looked just like my grandmother’s deceased sheepdog, completely random.

While packing, I realized that I didn’t have a single piece of clothing that wasn’t torn or ripped to shreds, I started packing and just then I heard the troops raising their machine guns while the sergeant shouted “BLACK BOMB” … it suddenly got dark and then I woke up.

At first I though this was just a dream, but after writing it down, I came to realize that my subconscious was trying to communicate a message to me …

The house symbolizes an image of one-self, the war trying to destroy the house is an abstraction of outer-conflict which threatens to destroy the self-image, the inner conflict does not exist as the war-games being played is fake, there is no inner conflict, only my brother playing the war games. Also, one’s brother is a symbol of a certain personality trait inside yourself, since he was playing with fire and being a daredevil in the most inappropriate situation, I believe the personality trait which is causing this feeling of doubt (whether there is inner conflict or not), is the fact that I’m currently putting a lot on the line while taking on big corporations head-on. The dog symbolizes rage or suppressed anger coming out into the open due to what is happening all around me. Black refers to negative emotions while the bombs all refer to anger / pressure building up, up to the point of literally exploding with anger or from pressure building up. The clothes I was trying to pack in refers to my persona and attitude towards life, if the outer conflict destroys my self-image (house), all I have left is torn clothes or an attitude that I’m used to life’s hardship by now and more of it is welcome, although it still terrifies me in the dream.

What I believe my subconsciouses is trying to tell me is that I should let go of all the pressure building up and anger building up from not getting things to run smoothly my way, the inner conflict I can control and I have the right to control it as it is happening inside my house, but the coming outer conflict I have very little control over (negotiations with companies trying to steal my ideas or trying to rip me off with low class offers) and if it means packing my bag with torn clothes and leaving the house (maintain the same life attitude as always even if they destroy my self-image in the process), I should do it and not look back as the anger and pressure building up could destroy me anytime if I cling onto maintaining a self-image (the black mortars not detonating immediately). I believe this is a warning about massive changes about to happen in my life and how I should be handling them.

Wish me luck for tomorrow, I was terrified about screwing up the outcome until figuring out this dream, one should not cling onto an outcome as a measure of success, but rather dare to dream, give it your best and if you do screw up, you didn’t really screw up, you only had an expensive training course on how not to screw up!


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