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Words go astray on a newly born spring day. Suddenly the winds calmed and the warmth once again embraced the souls with its gentle touch.
I realize that the recent writings have addressed some pretty low-key issues.
The collective consciousness has been very, very dense and with Easter coming up it’s expected to get even more dense. Lots of people’s grief on behalf of their religion or spirituality.
Some say that the collective consciousness is a grid that we plug into.
I don’t see it as that. I see it as a mist and to be more precise, several mists, each mirroring the density of the chakras. Obviously with the root chakra as the ‘heavy’ one and as we go upwards the mists become more light and spherical. That is how we plug into the Matrix.
So let’s just establish that for many spiritually engaged people the last 3 – 4 weeks have been pretty hard and weary.
I went into the Morph yesterday, it’s been a while since I have done that consciously. Some times we go in our sleep and maybe someone would write you: “I met you in the Morph” and you’re not necessarily consciously aware. Don’t worry about that if you’re trying to get into it — it’s a minor technicality.
Philosophers stone – selected views from the boat
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