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PostSubject: a curious take on ascension   a curious take on ascension Icon_minitimeFri May 21, 2010 7:58 pm

scratch

well i'm not sure if this is the right spot to post this or not..so R..move if it's not.
also..i am not into channeling or whatever this would be labeled
BUT
there is something about this that pulls me in..maybe it is just the sun pics..i don't know
so here it is and you pic and choose anything that will work for ya..


WE ARE HONORED

by Turtle Woman, Oma


I went 'onboard' last week. The first time in a long time, as for
awhile our friends above were not to be found. Suddenly they are back
and in mass numbers in the sky like I've never seen before.


My first attempt to go onboard was interfered with, with something that
was cloaked and in between myself and my destination. It was a ship
where 'viking warrior' resemblance aliens all lay dead in their beds,
rather mummified with bodies collapsed in appearance, as if their
essence had simply been sucked out of them and they were dried. I stood
there a moment in shock, looked around at the deceased contents of this
room in this unknown ship and popped out of there quickly.


When returning to my place on earth and observing the mothership in the
sky that I am 'assigned' to, I discovered what appeared to be a large
shadowed rectilinear shape in the sky just at the right edge of my
original destination. I realized that this was a 'blocked out' area of
the sky, to keep this other large and very near alien ship from being
seen from the earth plane. It was definitely concealed by some kind of
cloaking. By whom, I don't know. In trying to reach my original
destination, I had accidentally popped onboard a vehicle that was
basically in between earth and my assigned ship of our many friends in
the sky.


Adjusting my target, I made a second attempt and landed on board my
designated ship. Moving through to the forward deck, I asked about
those I had just found. I was told there had been an attempted
invasion that had been thwarted.


I was also told that there had been a 'delay' because of this attempted
invasion by those who do not wish us well, but that every thing was 'in
place' now and the time is 'soon'. I expressed the fact that they have
been telling us 'soon' for a long time now, and that their 'soon' and
our 'soon' were two different animals. They chuckled and again said
'soon, very soon'.


Afterwards, in going to the NASA SOHO website, I found a lot of activity
in the sky for the previous week.
http://soho.esac.esa.int/data/LATEST/current_c3.gif
<http://soho.esac.esa.int/data/LATEST/current_c3.gif>

The first run through of the gif is usually in slow motion, but when it
repeats itself it goes into fast forward. In the fast forward you can
clearly see that which is star or planetary as it moves through the
frames steadily; that which is comet or asteroid as it shoots through
space around the sun; and then a whole lot of other non-natural
movements that zip all over the place..... smaller ships moving all over
and shuttling.


In one segment during that week of NASA filming, a mothership, obvious
not only by it's enormous size but also by the way it suddenly
manifested in place , popped into the scene and remained stationary
where it entered. On this type of NASA filming, they look like large
bright balls with a horizontal line that runs through the center of
them.


In the night sky, it's easy to see the many motherships that sit so far
out in space from our planet. They keep a stationary position so that
they seem to rotate with the stars. They look like twinkling stars with
one major difference... their 'twinkle' is a set number of multi-
colored lights that rotate around the center clockwise, from right to
left with red, white, green, and blue. They always rotate these colors,
not exactly in that order. You can see the color rotation with the
naked eye, and it's quite clear with binoculars. Telescopes are even
better. Yet with the naked eye, you will also see little white lights
zipping in and out from all directions around a mothership - these are
shuttles... and there's a lot of traffic out there now. These ships are
enormous - many miles in length, and if you are working on your higher
spiritual evolution, you are associated with one of them. And it is
sealed upon your third eye.


It is known that our friends above have put a protective shield around
this planet for a long time to keep most of those who would do us harm
out. It is also known that this protective shield will be dropped a
certain extent for awhile. This is part of the unfolding changes for
spiritual evolutionary purposes. And for these particular humanish
alien 'viking warriors' to have made an attempt to 'storm our gates'
says to me that they were testing the waters and the time of the
dropping of our protective 'shield' is nearly upon us. And the
nonchalant, off handed comment from our friends above that the invasion
was 'thwarted' is somewhat of an understatement. From all evidence,
quite a serious battle ensued. Never fear, however, we are not being
thrown to the wolves, we are being allowed to make our own choices, and
we can protect ourselves... but it must be through a higher venue, our
spiritual Selves.


This is the time of critical mass. We have arrived at the period of
Truth. All that is false will fail. If you stand in the Golden Light,
if you stand In Truth, if you actively work to advance your spiritual
Self through 3rd eye mediation, thereby raising your vibration, then you
have the only real protection there truly is in all of Creation. There
are a lot of changes coming up over this summer and fall.


It has already begun in earnest. The energies are going to get very
intense. The dominoes have started to fall, the earth is going to
rearrange a lot of situations, a lot of people will continue to leave
this level of existence unexpectedly and in mass, and as I have written
for a long time over and over again, people are going to be freaking out
more and more and going berserk. Simply pay attention, be aware, and
trust your Knowing... when something doesn't feel right, it isn't. And
if you get prompted to immediately leave a situation, place, or person,
do so. Immediately. Do not second guess it. Move - with wisdom and
speed.


With or without our space brothers above and below, it is up to us to
protect ourselves. The only way to truly do that is to raise our
individual vibrations. And by raising our own, we raise every thing
around us to where we affect the worldwide vibrations by raising it.
This is done simply - as Andy Divine used to say in his late 50's kid's
show, 'flip your magic twanger, froggie!"


Our 'magic twanger' is the 6th chakra, the third eye, the true stargate
to the cosmos, the physical pineal gland. And the activation of this
chakra, provides our protection by accessing the higher realms and
connecting us to All That Is, our Self, and the Knowing. We flip this
magic twanger on simply by sitting in 3rd eye meditation. For the
uninitiated, it is sitting in mediation with the attention drawn up to
the third eye with the appropriate mantra - OM - sounded silently,
repeatedly, from within. For those who are initiates of the Path of the
Masters, you know what to do and which 5 Holy Names are involved.


Many of the Vanguard have dropped much of their meditation time. It's
hard enough for us to be here now as it is... and we've been mediating
so long that a little bit goes a long way - yet not enough, because
when we leave our bodies while journeying within, we don't want to come
back at all. Yet it is not quite our time and being in this realm,
especially when in contact with those who are still asleep and totally
unconscious, has become a physically painful situation. In fact, it's
simply unbearable. It is, however, time for us as we retire from this
world of maya, to step up our meditations again to the standard
two-a-days as we were originally taught.


It is no longer the Vanguards business to heal
individuals/situations/the world, it is no longer Vanguards business to
activate the Light/send the Light/manifest the Light. Our only
business now to be who we are - our complete Being. Our business is no
longer without, that belongs completely now to the 2nd wave. It is our
business now to be within - to return to our state of full Mastership,
and by doing that, we actually finish our mission. We create the
protective shield that our friends above have provided all this time,
simply by the power of our Selves - generated through Creator from the
inner worlds. We become the Pillars of Golden Light from all our
positions around the world that support the transition that the 2nd wave
will complete in the ascension. We just have to BE in the inner worlds
while we sit in meditation twice daily.


Otherwise, those of us of the Vanguard have completed our missions. Our
mission was to bring the hidden ancient wisdom and teachings forward, to
start the awakening, to bring into the main stream the need for
evolution, consciousness awakening, the methods to do so, the
understanding that all Creation is One, that we manifest our destiny,
that we are here for a very special evolutionary process, and to help
those who had the eyes to see and the ears to hear prepare in body,
mind, and soul. We brought the books and the tools. We are the 144,000
- the Tribe of 12 x 12. We are the preparers of The Way. We have
completed our mission. We are literally in the process of retiring from
all of this world, as more of us seek lives of almost peaceful hermits,
in the world but no longer of it. We are passing the torch. It is
time, and the Time is Now.


The 2nd wave, which is basically the generation of our mature children,
need to step into the forefront Now. Slowly the 2nd wave emerges. Too
slowly. You have been slightly spoiled children. You didn't have to
seek out The Teachings, you were spoon fed it by us and your seeking was
made easy with the speed of internet. That's beautifully okay. But
it's your time to stand firm in the Knowing and step forward, not
hesitantly, but with confidence and humility. You CAN SO DO IT! Not
only is it an honor, it is your responsibility now. You will do well,
very well, the outcome is already Known on higher realms, but it must be
activated here. It can only be activated here. And the Time is Now.


Some of you are already spiritually strong, but there's a certain amount
of ego getting in your way. Look honestly and you will balance that
out. Otherwise it will come around and bite you hard from behind. Some
of you have not yet found your power. You are hesitant; you are unsure
of yourself; you are still preparing. There is no time left. You must
have faith in your Self and Creator, after all, the All That Is approved
you for bringing forth that which needs to be brought forth in this
momentous time. Reach out assuredly, grab that leadership which so long
ago, long before you ever incarnated the first time on this planet, you
agreed to do. Bring your Knowing In Truth to the forefront. You have
the power of All That Is with you. Know it. Act on it with the wisdom
you have learned and that which is in your heart. Own your personal
spiritual strength, according to Free Will and the Highest Good of All,
and Know that the Creator, the Source of All Being is standing with you.
You cannot fail.


Your mission is nothing short of taking us through the final steps of
ascension, transformation and creation of the human species - from
physical to an entirely new Being in all of Creation - one several
dimensions more evolved in one swift swoop. One who is both spirit and
matter, a physical Light Being, filled with the GOLDEN Light of God
Consciousness, immortal and perfect.


Immortality is at our finger tips. The veil is so very thin. We can
often see and hear the other side, home. We're not quite yet there... so
close, yet so far away. We can almost touch it, and it brushes us
daily. We feel our family on the other side touching us, gently,
beautifully, wondrously. And we ache so much to be back in that perfect
harmony, with all our soul family intact, no longer separated. It's
been such a long journey, many millenniums. So close, so close, so
close. But we have many challenges to face between now and then. We
have entered the time of triage.


Know 2nd wave that your personal spiritual power will come, but In Truth
you need to bring it through quickly. You need to bring it Now. Step
up. Parroting what the Vanguard has already brought in is not going to
cut it. Your work is a step beyond ours and must provide more than that
which has gone before. It must be a step up and forward. It's yours.
Run with it. You're ready. We taught you well. You have so much more
to bring.


We love you. We're proud of you. And thank you for being our beautiful
children. The success of the greatest moment all of Creation since the
Beginning is yours.


We are honored.


Blessings!!!!!!!


Standing in the Golden Light,

All My Relations in Love and Light,

Turtle Woman, Oma


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PostSubject: Re: a curious take on ascension   a curious take on ascension Icon_minitimeFri May 21, 2010 9:46 pm

Thanks sky, this helps me to know that what I have not a lot of confidence in picking up what I get through pictures coming into my head is right, and to try and let ego go and just say what I think as far as this subject goes. Not getting this right, have to try and think about and write it another way.
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PostSubject: Re: a curious take on ascension   a curious take on ascension Icon_minitimeFri May 21, 2010 10:17 pm

i sent the bit about the 2nd wave to my son..... thanks lil otter
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PostSubject: Re: a curious take on ascension   a curious take on ascension Icon_minitimeSat May 22, 2010 6:02 am

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In the night sky, it's easy to see the many motherships that sit so far
out in space from our planet. They keep a stationary position so that
they seem to rotate with the stars. They look like twinkling stars with
one major difference... their 'twinkle' is a set number of multi-
colored lights that rotate around the center clockwise, from right to
left with red, white, green, and blue. They always rotate these colors,
not exactly in that order. You can see the color rotation with the
naked eye, and it's quite clear with binoculars. Telescopes are even
better. Yet with the naked eye, you will also see little white lights
zipping in and out from all directions around a mothership - these are
shuttles... and there's a lot of traffic out there now. These ships are
enormous - many miles in length, and if you are working on your higher
spiritual evolution, you are associated with one of them. And it is
sealed upon your third eye.


(copywrite 2010- no changes, additions, deletions of any kind, in any
way, manner or form. Not proofed well, but let it stand as is)[/quote]

Sky, thanks for sharing this. Where do I begin?
A year or so ago I began noticing an unusually bright star(?) in the western sky. The thing about it was that it changed colors. Red, green, gold and white. My eyesight is not as good as it used to be, but it seemed to morph or rotate. I use binoculars as well. Sometimes it appears to move around a bit--I thought maybe its a satellite. Some nights I see, some nights I don't.

Here's a video posted by JT. I am in contact with him about it as he's in Toronto and I'm in NY--we can both see it.

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PostSubject: Re: a curious take on ascension   a curious take on ascension Icon_minitimeSat May 22, 2010 6:04 am

Here's another:



This is quite interesting to me and will share much more later as I have to go to work.
Happy Day flower
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PostSubject: Re: a curious take on ascension   a curious take on ascension Icon_minitimeSat May 22, 2010 6:09 am

Just my gut Louise but I don't think that's a star.

Now while I was typing this, I got that the vid I saw that hippie put up about the choir and the solfeggio frequencies. The more we tune into these frequencies the more we tune in to the collective and open up the more you will see. But I feel this is something besides a star.

I never ever saw a ufo myself or anything strange with the naked eye, just get the flashes of vision in my mind.
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PostSubject: Re: a curious take on ascension   a curious take on ascension Icon_minitimeSat May 22, 2010 6:17 am

Biggles wrote:
Just my gut Louise but I don't think that's a star.

Now while I was typing this, I got that the vid I saw that hippie put up about the choir and the solfeggio frequencies. The more we tune into these frequencies the more we tune in to the collective and open up the more you will see. But I feel this is something besides a star.

I never ever saw a ufo myself or anything strange with the naked eye, just get the flashes of vision in my mind.

Bigs I agree, that's why I used the (?). There's much more for me to tell--but have to go to workie flower
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PostSubject: Re: a curious take on ascension   a curious take on ascension Icon_minitimeSat May 22, 2010 7:11 am

George Green spoke about these UFO's and their lights also. green red
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PostSubject: Re: a curious take on ascension   a curious take on ascension Icon_minitimeSat May 22, 2010 10:10 am

moon walk

well..i should have known all you guys would have stories...

i see things in the night sky all the time..i know things i have no explanation for
i feel the need to be a hermit more and more
and am currently in search of an even smaller cabin out even further in the woods
but somehow keep coming back in here...

this touched something in me that struck a truth cord...

i wish i had more answers instead of so many damn questions
but i don't
so i quess i will just hang around a bit longer
but hey
i'm in some great company
group-hug group-hug group-hug
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PostSubject: Re: a curious take on ascension   a curious take on ascension Icon_minitimeSat May 22, 2010 5:13 pm

More later..........
listening to a song now.... "something Bigger"
"Faith in something Bigger" inside ourselves..............

I just love Synchronicity flower
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PostSubject: Re: a curious take on ascension   a curious take on ascension Icon_minitimeSat May 22, 2010 5:48 pm

sky otter wrote:
moon walk

well..i should have known all you guys would have stories...

i see things in the night sky all the time..i know things i have no explanation for
i feel the need to be a hermit more and more
and am currently in search of an even smaller cabin out even further in the woods
but somehow keep coming back in here...

this touched something in me that struck a truth cord...

i wish i had more answers instead of so many damn questions
but i don't
so i quess i will just hang around a bit longer
but hey
i'm in some great company
group-hug group-hug group-hug

I have something to pass along to you: I enjoyed it, hope you will too flower
(listening to wfuv. org and Van Morrison groovy~~~)
Here ya go xoxoxoxoo:

http://ringingcedars.ning.com/profiles/blogs/excerpt-from-the-book-twelve-1?xg_source=activity
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more tomorrow~~~~ flower

It's ALL Good flower toast strapped down love
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PostSubject: Re: a curious take on ascension   a curious take on ascension Icon_minitimeSat May 22, 2010 7:08 pm

Gotta love the Van Morrison stuff Louise thanks for that my love. xo

@otter I remember when I was into the ufo scene big time (but as we know still have not seen one) with naked eye; well when I read the Whitley Strieber novels Communion etc and these events happened in his cabin (I am presuming somewhere upstate New York) I don't have a georgraphic idea of the USA states per'se, so I am just presuming here. I thought to myself oh gee........I'd love to have a cabin like his in the woods that would be so cool. But then again if stuff like that happened to me like happened to him I would probably have a bit of a freak. Typical me

You saying you were looking for a little cabin deeper in the woods - do you mean selling the resort or just lookin for a lil cabin inner woods type thing. sunny
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Sorry couldn`t walk away with out posting this


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PostSubject: Re: a curious take on ascension   a curious take on ascension Icon_minitimeSat May 22, 2010 8:45 pm

lol!

luv van morrison.....thanks Louis and NB...maybe we need a morrison music thread...

biggs
i think you have a good grasp of us geography..
and
i think totally go to a little cabin would be soooo nice..and yeah.. no more resort..
laughin that you remembered that part.

i really felt i could work till the end and this place would be it
but i never considered being infirm..it changes one's prespective greatly
i've bunged up my knee again and having to sit for a few days
while there are things needing done has been a major test..
so a smaller place to live would be good for tons of reasons
i think i'll go start a morrison music thread
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Biggles wrote:
Gotta love the Van Morrison stuff Louise thanks for that my love. xo

@otter I remember when I was into the ufo scene big time (but as we know still have not seen one) with naked eye; well when I read the Whitley Strieber novels Communion etc and these events happened in his cabin (I am presuming somewhere upstate New York) I don't have a georgraphic idea of the USA states per'se, so I am just presuming here. I thought to myself oh gee........I'd love to have a cabin like his in the woods that would be so cool. But then again if stuff like that happened to me like happened to him I would probably have a bit of a freak. Typical me

You saying you were looking for a little cabin deeper in the woods - do you mean selling the resort or just lookin for a lil cabin inner woods type thing. sunny

This is a story I read yesterday that I found very inspiring:
Excerpt from the book, "Twelve by Twelve: A One-Room Cabin off the Grid & Beyond the American Dream"



Hi you guys! I know I haven't been around here for quite a while but I do check in every once in a while to see how you all are!

You already probably know about this book - since it IS exactly describing a Kin Domain - but in case you haven't seen it, here's an excerpt! I just posted this note on Facebook so here it is for you all too:

I found this excerpt on Reality Sandwich - it will definitely appeal to my Anastasia and gardening-loving friends!

My two favourite permaculture books are linked to here on my Permaculture page: http://www.astrodreamadvisor.com/Permaculture.html (I need to work on this page, obviously!)

It occurred to me, when talking to Mary, that Uranus and Jupiter moving into Aries together (Uranus moves into Aries May 29th and then Jupiter joins him on June 7th) is the PERFECT energy combination to support people moving to Kins Domains, homesteading, creating new villages because people start to move to available land and create their own new town! (I've held that vision for about 10 years now - I'd like to create my own town...hehehe - and I have actually designed one!) Anyway - I ramble. Back to the planets.

Briefly...Uranus wants us to be Personally FREE, unencumbered by an authority outside of ourselves. We are our own Authority! (you can see how taken to the extreme....but we're not going there). Jupiter expands ones consciousness, is benevolent, helps one to think big and gives one luck. Aries is the Pioneer!! Starting fresh! This planetary arrangement is SOoooo supportive of people doing exactly what this excerpt is about. So, all of you that have been dreaming about this while Neptune and Jupiter were conjunct in Aquarius since the beginning of 2009....you are now supported to make that dream a reality. Do it!

Favourite excerpt from below: How little suffices for happiness!...the least thing precisely, the gentlest thing, the lightest thing, a lizard's rustling, a breath, a wisk, an eye glance -- the least thing makes up the best happiness. Nietzsche

and...I think this is appropriate: Sometimes you just have to take the leap and build your wings on the way down. Rumi


The following is excerpted from Twelve by Twelve: A One-Room Cabin off the Grid & Beyond the American Dream, recently released by New World Library.


Jackie squatted behind two heirloom tea bushes, covered with golden honeybees. They explored her skin, her hair, the folds of her white cotton pants and blouse. I could see her stroking the wings of one of them. She was so absorbed in it that she didn't even hear me pull up.

The drive out to her permaculture farm was a collision of the Old and New South. The Research Triangle -- which includes the cities of Chapel Hill, Raleigh, and Durham -- and its McMansions, pharmaceutical plants, and research universities, like Duke and the University of North Carolina, disappeared as I crossed into Adams County, where Jackie lived. The wide highway narrowed to a single lane with occasional potholes, and the rolling green landscape evoked the Civil War setting of Charles Frazier's Cold Mountain. Plantation houses collapsed into themselves, and the old tobacco fields around them lay fallow. Jackie had moved into one of these abandoned, to-be-defined spaces.

She was partly obscured by the tea bushes. At a distance, all I could see was part of her face and a ponytail of salt-and-pepper hair. I got out of the car and, still unnoticed, walked in her direction. Though it was early April, barely past the last frost, under Jackie's hand two hundred varieties of plants sprang from the ground in manic glory. Later, I'd learn their names by heart: Jack grape and Juneberries; hearty kiwi and Egyptian walking onions. Lettuce sprang up in a neat rectangular bed, and the winter wheat rose skyward. All of Jackie's flora was in motion under a slight breeze, smeared together as if in an impressionist painting, with the muted purples, oranges, and reds against a background of green and brown.

This area was a clear-cut when she moved in, Jackie had told me over the phone. Over the four years of living here, she'd been helping nature heal. Now you could barely make out the gleam of No Name Creek through the thickening vegetation. But I could hear it. It gurgled and bubbled through her two acres. There were some whippoorwills calling out, but otherwise I was drawn by the sound of the creek. It seemed to whisper secrets.

I was so absorbed by the setting, I didn't hear Jackie approach, but suddenly there she was, standing not six feet from me, regarding me with a kind of Mona Lisa half smile. She didn't say anything for a long moment; neither did I. She wore a lined navy blue windbreaker, too big for her, and white cotton drawstring pants. I knew she'd just turned sixty, but she gave the impression of fifty. Health and agility sprang from her whole body and shot from her blue eyes. She wasn't bold or assertive, far from it. She looked at me almost timidly, her eyes downcast.

I noticed several bees still clinging to her jacket, one in her hair, and another on her wrist. As we shook hands, the bee on her wrist made the short jump to my forearm. I stared at it without moving. With a little pull on my hand, Jackie led me over to some rainwater pooled by the tea bushes. We crouched there, and the bee flew off my arm and landed beside the pool. Above us sat a bee box. Jackie told me her Italian bees produced forty pounds of honey a year, enough to give to friends. "Listen to how quiet the bees are," she said. "In a month they'll be swarming, and it'll sound like a freight train." We stayed crouched there for a while, the air around us fragrant with raw honey. A slight buzz mingled with the murmur of the creek. We were surrounded by Juneberries, figs, hazelnuts, and sourwood. The bee that had been on my forearm was now sipping from the pool. Jackie reached down and stroked its wings as it drank. "Sometimes I wake up in the morning out here in the silence, and I get tears of joy."

During the next hour, she led me through her permaculture farm. She pointedly described permaculture as "the things your grandparents knew and your parents forgot," adding that the word is a conjunction of both permanent agriculture and permanent culture. She said permaculture can be defined as a holistic approach to sustainable landscape, agricultural, and home design. Our conversation consisted of my gawking in amazement and she gently, intelligently explaining the science and poetry of it all. She'd laid out the land in zones.

Zone 2 lay just beyond the fence and, along with her bees, held the crops that were inherently deer and rabbit proof and did not need to be enclosed in fencing: a profusion of native and wild elderberries and blackberries; several pawpaws, the largest edible fruit native to America, which is as plump as a mango; five Southern heirloom apple trees ("Four from Lee Calhoun," Jackie told me, "the dean of Southern heirloom apple lore."); three pecan trees from the yard in Alabama where she grew up; and two medlars, which produce apple-like fruits. "I got them because I was so enchanted by the shape of the plants," Jackie said. "They were cultivated in medieval walled gardens, and eaten at feasts in those days. I use them today for medlar jam." Zone 3 was her forest, which she used for collecting wood, edible mushrooms, and edible plants like pokeweed, and for bathing and meditating by the creek. I asked her about Zone 1, and she said we'd get to it later.

As she told me about the teas she grew, about her homemade jams and boysenberry wines, about the shiitakes she'd planted on a pile of logs, about the rainwater she harvested, I thought of something from Nietzsche: "How little suffices for happiness!...the least thing precisely, the gentlest thing, the lightest thing, a lizard's rustling, a breath, a wisk, an eye glance -- the least thing makes up the best happiness." All of these tiny things -- a bee, a creek, a tea bush -- were causing me to loosen up, relax, and feel joy rush through me, the asphalt inside me beginning to crack.

Finally we made it into the core of her farm, Zone 1, stepping inside a green plastic deer fence. A membrane more than a frame, it unobtrusively circled a half acre or so of her two acres and harbored dozens of gardens full of vegetables, herbs, and flowers. There was Brugmansia, or angel trumpet, and Virginia bluebells, native persimmon for wine and preserves, cornelian cherry, mint everywhere, spicebush (for the spicebush swallowtail butterfly), and Dutchman's pipevine (for the pipevine butterfly). But at the center of Zone 1 something stopped me. Was it a house? The edifice was so slight that, viewed from a certain angle, it seemed as if it might simply vanish, like looking down the sharp edge of a razor blade. Wait a minute. Sure, I'd seen the structure several times already during our tour (hadn't I?), but it hadn't really sunk in. It just seemed like a little shed or something in the background. She actually lives in there, I thought, suddenly feeling like I'd crossed a line by even coming here. I wondered why she hadn't even mentioned the house yet. Was she embarrassed?

I was now looking at a different person. Where I'd seen this remarkable physician with the world's greenest thumb, I now saw a pauper. Something deeply ingrained in me reacted violently to the situation. She has nowhere else to go. She continued to talk about the joys of homesteading, but all I could do was nod, mutely, and steal peeks at the horrifying sight of the 12 x 12, that one-room cabin.

"Would you like to come in for tea?" she asked.

Part of me did not. But she led me toward that terrible, tiny house. To choose to live in anything that small was insane. As we neared it the place looked far smaller than I'd imagined. I'm six feet tall, so it was exactly twice my height at the base. As we approached the house it seemed to shrink, and I imagined the awkward moment when we would both squeeze in and drink the tea standing up, painfully forcing conversation. Four winters had weathered its brown walls. As we stepped onto a minuscule porch, she asked me if I'd mind taking off my shoes.

Why did something paradoxical in me, at that moment, long for something grand? For something that shouted the glory of human beings rather than being practically erased by the thick woods around it? Freud noted that people subconsciously struggle with two opposite but equal fears: being expelled by nature -- cast out of Eden, as it were -- and being absorbed by nature. This was the latter fear. By scaling down to only this speck of human space, Jackie had been enveloped by nature. No electrical wires, no plumbing. The bubbling creek now sounded almost ominous. I pulled off my shoes, heard the door creak open. I couldn't see inside, didn't want to. I wanted to be back in the plush interior of the car, jazz on the stereo, cruising on the highway back to Chapel Hill. But there was no turning back. I stooped down and entered the box.

From the inside, instead of feeling cramped, the place felt surprisingly roomy. While Jackie brewed tea on her four-burner gas stove, I leaned back into her great-grandmother's rocking chair and looked around. The space was so filled with the richness of her life that its edges fell away. It seemed to expand. Photos of her two grown daughters, of her ex-husband, even of her infamous Klansman father. Jackie said something that sounded a little shocking to me, but I'd later get where she was coming from: "Like a lot of Southern men of his era," she said, "he was a damned racist but had a heart of gold." Everything seemed forgiven. Excerpts from Buddhist and Taoist texts and snippets of poems and spiritual quotes filled the gaps between the photos of her life, a half dozen of them fastened to the ladder that rose up to a small loft, which contained a single window over her mattress and a set of drawers. Books filled a shelf covering one wall: a library of poetry, philosophy, spirituality, and -- Jackie's a scientist, after all -- technical books on biology, physics, astronomy, soils, and permaculture. I didn't see any on medicine other than a copy of Where There Is No Doctor, a manual I had occasionally used as an aid worker. The house had a faint scent of cedar from what she called her "splurge": one of the walls was finished with pure, beautiful cedar from ground to ceiling.

I now count the next few hours as among the most sublime of my life. Later Jackie would say that during our hours together the conversation would dive deep and surface again and again, that we'd go from smiling over the tea, the setting sun, and silence to talking about philosophy.

All the while the 12 x 12, tiny as it was, expanded outward. Outward to her neighbors. Outward to her gardens. Outward to the forest. She talked about her dream: living not only in harmony with nature ("having the carbon footprint of a Bangladeshi") but among a variety of social classes and races. Her two acres were part of a thirty-acre area. Of the thirty, twenty remained wild -- through the intentional plan of an ingenious local eco-developer I'd learn more about later -- common space she shared with four neighboring families: a Mexican furniture craftsman, a Honduran fast-food worker, an African American secretary, and the fascinating Thompsons across the road, who had moved to the country from a crack-infested trailer park and now struggled to make it as organic farmers.

She talked about a New American Dream that stretched beyond these ethnically diverse thirty acres. Others in Adams County were resisting the Flat World, trying to imagine and live something different. This was one of the only counties in the United States adding small farms each year. Land in Adams was still inexpensive enough for the average person to buy, yet there was a large and growing urban market just up the road in Chapel Hill and Durham that increasingly demanded -- and would pay a premium price for -- organic and local foods. Nationally, their lives tied into the growing slow food, environmental, and antiwar movements, part of a more durable future.

"You might say it all centers around a question," she said as the sun was going down. "Where do you grab the dragon's tail?"

Two deer bolted through Zone 2, beyond the deer fence. I spotted them through the 12 x 12's cedar-side window, slowly becoming aware of the natural activity around Jackie's home. Meanwhile, she talked about her upcoming trip in the next weeks. She had an eighty-dollar Greyhound ticket out west. With a small group, she'd walk a pilgrimage across the desert to the Nevada Atomic Test Site to hold up a sign saying not in our name. And then she'd be "Grey-dogging," as she put it, further west to visit other activist friends. After thirty years of doctoring she'd taken a year's sabbatical and was on a sort of pilgrimage to figure out if she would continue in medicine or strike out on a new path.

It was time for me to go. But I wanted to absorb more. "Where do you grab the dragon's tail?" I asked, feeling the Bolivian rainforest burning, the climate dangerously warming.

She looked at me and said: "I think you should grab it where the suffering grabs you the most."

As I drove away, the sun was setting. I only made it fifty yards before slamming on the brakes. I looked over my shoulder. Most Americans seem to have a recessive melodrama gene, and I guess I'm among them; I couldn't resist the urge to look back. Through a cloud of dust the 12 x 12 appeared hazy. Jackie's brook, swaying winter wheat, "the least thing precisely, the gentlest thing, the lightest thing." I'm not sure how long I stared back at the tiny house, the seed that becomes a redwood, the atom that turns into a bomb.



I told my sister over the phone about my 12 x 12 visit, and she said: "Where do you put that?"

At first I put it in one of those categories we all have: that time when that amazing thing happened. A one-off wonder. Something pure and illuminating that becomes a kind of touchstone. Frankly, I had no idea where to put it. I only knew that I felt a stirring at the 12 x 12, partly because of the way Jackie looked at me. She didn't see a baffled global nomad; she gazed through that and saw what I might become.

In any case, I reluctantly put the 12 x 12 away and prepared to head back to New York. My dad was recovering, walking around, even planning to start jogging again. So my sonly duties were done. That's when the letter arrived.

I found it at midnight -- I wasn't sleeping so well at the time -- partly hidden in the pile of mail by my parents' phone, addressed to me. I took a sip of red wine and breathed in deeply. The letter was weighty, like a fat college acceptance letter. I opened it.

A slip of paper fell out; on it was a poem by Mary Oliver called "Mindfulness." The poem ran down the page like a long, neat ribbon, each line containing just a few words. As I read it I felt the expansiveness I often feel when reading Mary Oliver's poetry. She talked about her teachers: the world's "untrimmable light" and prayers "made out of grass." But one particular phrase really made me pause. Oliver said her life's purpose, essentially, is to become fully absorbed "inside this soft world."

My heart now beating a little faster, I pulled the meatier pages out of the envelope, several loose-leaf pages of handwriting folded to fit into the small envelope. I unfolded them. "The sky is exquisite now. What a real joy to have you visit." Jackie went on to lay out several pages of facts, calling it "info I forgot to pass on," mostly the names of others in Adams County living in a way that challenged corporate economic globalization -- organic farmers, permaculturalists, peak oil radicals, beekeepers, an "intentional community" called Blue Heron Farm, the Silk Hope Catholic Worker, a couple of families trying variations on her 12 x 12 experiment.

From this info she forgot to pass on the fuzzy edges of a story emerged. On one level it sounded like what Che Guevara used to call gusanos (worms) that slowly, bite by bite, cause the whole apple to collapse from within. It was the story of two competing visions of how to reshape the Old South and, indeed, the globalizing world. But deeper than that was something more. An extraordinary physician, activist, farmer, mother, wisdomkeeper, and visionary, taking the time that night to notice the beauty of the sky and to handwrite me a long letter in cursive, by candlelight.

As if guided by instinct I flipped over the Oliver poem. In cursive, across the back lengthwise, Jackie had drawn from the exact phrase that had practically jumped out of the poem at me, a phrase that hinted about the shape of the world. She'd written: "A soft world?"

My heart beat increasingly faster as I noticed the letter had a postscript: "P.S. And I really forgot the most obvious: I'll be away till summer, out West. You are absolutely welcome to come and stay in the 12 x 12 for a day or a week or a month or more, and any in and out combination. Just show up -- I'll let the neighbors know."

I put down the letter and knew I had to go. I had to face this challenge to find a way out of my despair; to learn to think, feel, and live in another way. The 12 x 12 seemed full of clues toward living lightly, artfully in the twenty-first century. If beauty, as Ezra Pound said, loves the forgotten spaces, maybe so too does wisdom. New York would have to wait. Unexpectedly, I was bound for No Name Creek.

Copyright ©️ 2010 by William Powers. Reprinted with permission of New World Library, Novato, CA.

Here is where I got it from: http://www.realitysandwich.com/least_thing_precisely
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Thanks Bigs, that was great! rockin
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I do love that clip hon. xo
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Louise wrote:
I want to redirect you all here:
https://theforceiswithinyou.forumotion.com/alien-species-ufo-s-crop-circles-f14/my-story-t3260.htm

Louise I will catch up with all of the above my love in a couple of days. I have to to travel for some business tomorrow and will be busy with that today. My Wednesday I will be back into it here and will love reading all there is to this story. xo
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Louise wrote:
Here's another:



This is quite interesting to me and will share much more later as I have to go to work.
Happy Day flower
Sky, the message you originally posted resonates deeply for me. Can we get back on topic? The object I see in the sky seems to be similar to the one mentioned. Also for me, the rest of the message resonates. Third eye is key. The power is within each of us. There is so much info out there---I have always felt that for me, simple is best. Simple is not always easy, but there are many distractions that pull us away from our own simple truth.

My life has been a wonderful journey filled with synchronicity. When in the "flow" all is well and balanced. I have been drawn to simple philosophies as that is what always resonates with me. Love based path to truth.

I would love to hear your views on the OP--thanks. flower flower
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scratch

Louise

OP???..i must be dense this morning..OP being what... lol!
yeah go ahead and laugh..
but i think it was a mistake to lower my caffine intake..sigh
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scratch

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OP???..i must be dense this morning..OP being what... lol!
yeah go ahead and laugh..
but i think it was a mistake to lower my caffine intake..sigh
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No problemo--I usually don't abbreviate, all those acronyms get me all confused scratch
OP=original post flower
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Hi Louise
thanks for the info..around here sop is standard operating procedure..and i just wasn't making any sense of OP lol!

there is a lot in the writting that hits home with me, like this:

Many of the Vanguard have dropped much of their meditation time. It's hard enough for us to be here now as it is... and we've been mediating so long that a little bit goes a long way - yet not enough, because when we leave our bodies while journeying within, we don't want to come back at all.
Yet it is not quite our time and being in this realm, especially when in contact with those who are still asleep and totally
unconscious, has become a physically painful situation. In fact, it's simply unbearable. It is, however, time for us as we retire from this
world of maya, to step up our meditations again to the standard two-a-days as we were originally taught.
..................
We are the preparers of The Way. We have completed our mission. We are literally in the process of retiring from
all of this world, as more of us seek lives of almost peaceful hermits,in the world but no longer of it.


wow to every single word..the not wanting to come back ..the painfulness of sleepers..the retiring from the world
i can't say my mission is done..BUT i am ready to pass the torch and head into the forest..

i see lights in the sky and have for a long time..sometimes i think they are just satelites..till they do something non satilite-y
like move up and down or a small-seeming-in-place circle in one direction one time and in the other direction at a different time
there is one in the western sky i see every night..but sometimes it winks off as i watch.. scratch
just way too many unexplained things...

she also says:
Some of you are already spiritually strong, but there's a certain amount of ego getting in your way.
haven't we all seen this with some of those we thought knew things?
Look honestly and you will balance that out. Otherwise it will come around and bite you hard from behind.
Some of you have not yet found your power.
You are hesitant; you are unsure of yourself; you are still preparing.
There is no time left.
You must have faith in your Self and Creator, after all, the All That Is approved you for bringing forth that which
needs to be brought forth in this
momentous time.

i do feel the no time left very strongly...if you aren't ready ..better get that alum hat and hide... poke

Your mission is nothing short of taking us through the final steps
...
We have entered the time of triage.


the time for discussion is gone...if we are discussion anything it is how to do these final steps and care for each other
in the transition

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