THE OTHER CAT MEOW : WHICH PATH TO TAKE – IT HAPPENS WITHIN
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IT HAPPENS WITHIN
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SCHRODINGERS OTHER CAT
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We keep seeing this on “lightworker” sites and elsewhere, about light vs. dark, good vs. evil, one winning, the other losing, but… there is no winning or losing when both “sides” are YOU. There is only the short path to SOURCE and the long path to SOURCE. Regardless of what software your firmware is running, all paths lead to SOURCE. You are an extension of SOURCE.
If you want to take the long path… that’s up to you. Take your time. That’s what time is for. No one will try to stop you. There are three timelines right now (winnowed from several hundred), but only ONE is for those taking the short path. Just ask for that short path and, if you “qualify” (within your own mind), you go. The arbiter is you.
Those opting for certain actions will take the long/longer path. Some need that kind of drastic attention, that much time to learn, while other do not. All are the same spirit, with separation only an illusion. We look forward to all of us meeting at the end of that path.
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This goes with the above:
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Ascension – It Happens Within
September 30th, 2016
by Jack Sturgeon
“It Happens Within – It only takes One.
What you are hearing now is a co-creative effort. The following words were written by Jack Sturgeon. All first person references are therefore to Jack. It was then edited, read and produced by Sophia – as you listen… this will be broadcast to the rest of the world, by you . We therefore, co-create this together. It begins with a story.
Between 1932-1934, in a small town in southern United Kingdom people started noticing the blue birds sucking the cream from the glass milk bottles from home delivered milk. They’d watch the birds land on the bottle, remove the cardboard cap and drink the cream off the top. All the people in the town started talking about it while the blue birds expanded their territory. A few weeks later a town 20 miles away reported the same thing, then another town 200 miles away reported it. Within 6 months most of the milk bottles in the United Kingdom were losing their bottle caps!
Then the countries of Sweden, Denmark and a few others reported in, all with the same story.
When WW2 came around 1938, all milk deliveries stopped; glass was needed for the war effort. Deliveries did not resume for ten years; a decade. Keep in mind that a bluebird’s lifespan is just 2 – 3 years. They stay close to home.
Around 1949- 1950 they started using glass again for milk bottles. Low and behold the blue birds came back and started where they left off 10 years earlier. They popped the cap and sucked the cream right off the top. They did not learn this from their parents or relatives. 5 generations of bluebirds had come and gone by this time.
How was this happening? How did this occur?
This is the Morphic Resonant Field in action.
What is the Morphic Resonant Field?
I am sharing this because I think this is incredible. I hope you’ll agree. I believe this Morphic Resonant Field is the key to our expansion.
I’m constantly thinking about how to move this current shift in consciousness forward a little faster. I asked myself, how do I manifest what I need now? Imagine having access to technology that affords healing, food, free energy and sustenance on all levels by Christmas of 2016. How do I do that? How do I have it in my hands in the next two weeks, not two years? How do I convey this to everyone? Here’s what I know.
The Morphic Resonant Field is our collective unconscious. A successful idea, which is energy, moves into our collective unconscious, the Morphic Resonant Field. This idea, which is energy, gets amplified by the collective to a very high level, it than exits the Morphic Resonant Field and changes the behavior of the entire population – automatically and instantly! We don’t have to struggle for it, and it’s free.
A Morphic Resonant Field can best be described as sort of electromagnetic storage warehouse that is all around us. Every thought, word, and action, which is an energy bundle, enters the field and does its thing. Always think energy and/or energy patterns… For example, your favorite song, your child’s first words, or a bluebird drinking cream from a milk bottle… every thought, word and action is energy or an energy pattern.
Patterns of energy behavior for all species are stored in the Morphic Resonant Field and then activated when the right conditions are met. The Morphic Resonant Field is a STOREHOUSE OF ELECTRONIC PATTERNS FROM ALL SPECIES!! All these fields communicate with one another and are absolutely connected. This is the mechanism by which I communicate with 8 billion people and so do you.
When I have a new idea, which is energy, it moves into the field and becomes available to the collective.
This Morphic Resonant Field is where SOVEREIGNTY, UNITY, LOVE and all the Divine Qualities live. This is where all ARCHETYPES are found, a gigantic electromagnetic storage facility.
We the people have forgotten our power. It rests in this ancient wisdom, in the Morphic Resonant Field. It is not gone. We do not have to invent it. We have to remember it.
I propose this to you. There was a time when we were free. These “energy profiles or energy patterns” from this time are still there in the Morphic Resonant Field. After you have listened to this, go there, go into the Morphic Resonant Field and get them, you don’t need any ones permission.
I will meet you there, in Unity! You have this power.
YOU ARE THE ONE YOU’VE BEEN WAITING FOR!!
I have discovered that I needed a “mantra” that I could repeat to myself, a really powerful one, one that has few words and leaves no doubts in my mind. It also by passes all my filters. This mantra had to be self-evident, absolute, and consuming.
My mantra is this:
ALL IS SOURCE!
A few weeks ago or so I started repeating this short mantra very slowly and mindfully while walking, in the supermarket, driving, doing dishes, etc. Something happens inside me. My entire perspective is changing. I’m getting a new picture.
When I come to the realization “I am Source”, things start to happen inside. Can this be a key to accessing this Morphic Resonant Field? In other words, when we realize that we are Source, which is an idea, and fully ACCEPT this notion, that energy goes out into the Morphic Resonant Field and then the Morphic Resonant Field responds in like manner,……it sends back to us all the Divine Qualities of Source – kindness, forgiveness, unconditional love. This transforms us. It really is a shift in consciousness.
Acceptance is the key! You have to believe, you have to trust, and you have to let go. All is source!
Right now, at this very moment the Crow nation, lifelong enemy of the Sioux, have joined the Sioux Standing Rock Tribe in a fight against the government and the Dakota Pipeline. Other Native American tribes, Ojibway, Cree, Cheyenne, Pawnee, Shoshoni and others will probably join them shortly. This is a historic coming together. Unity is on the move, large groups are supporting one another, this is oneness in human form!
We are 8 billion strong, the controllers, maybe 500 at the most, probably fewer. It’s the proportion I want you to see. We have the Morphic Resonant Field that we are connected to, let’s use it.
It happens within!
It only takes One.
Look Inside, IT ALL HAPPENS WITHIN! Thank you.”
-In Sacred Oneness, Jack Sturgeon, Sophia Love and all of Creation
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http://schrodingersothercat.blogspot.co.uk/2016/10/which-path-to-take.html
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What a Wonderful Sharing * Thank You ! :):):) Meowwwwww! Purrrrrrrr……
Neurology questions medical concept with active human neurons shaped …
“When we become more aware of how our nervous system and brain work to transmit impulses and receive electromagnetic signals to interpret and operate all of the functions of our body, we realize this is a critical function of our consciousness. As it impacts our consciousness, it is important to focus on determining the energetic quality of the signals we are processing through our nervous system and brain. The health of our CNS and its ability to send out high frequency energy signals, form critical functions that communicate directly with our intelligent Soul-Spirit energies. High frequency energy signals like love, compassion, empathy and spiritual connection help to repair our nervous system and help us to reconnect with our Soul-Spirit intelligence messaging.” ~ LR ( http://www.isabeaux.net/news/display.php?M=11091&C=c93b11389de80c9a1eb1f1d2a3a50f25&S=554&L=14&N=330)
“A self-aware person can contemplate the profound meaning mirror neurons have in relationship to increasing shared feelings of empathy, and conversely, the impact of negative thought patterns that are easily conditioned into the group mind control systems on the planet.”
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@ ann.. purrfectly beautiful reflecting that perfect ambiance with-in for me there is no where else
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@T.Spirit brian has taken me on quite a few journey’s or more per say the catalyst for co-manifesting the aural landscapes within in the textured elements of ambient bliss ,i read his album “neroli”” is played at birthing clinics,i don’t think i’ve ever heard the ending of that album lol, if i can recomend one listen its the ‘PEARL” with harrold budd i have no words to describe how beautiful this work is T.Spirit, my concept of mode with-in the multiverse was illuminated by his track called “fractal zooming” from the album ”nerve net” , a long with the mandelbrot set at the time,i was able to connect the golden mean and phi to the multi-dimension and fractal geometry of the unstable folds and how they reacted to to intent that was influenced by textures of sound shaping the landscapes and can rearrange from one scale to the other, i think i have spoke of this classical ambience before, this is one my fav”s dear friend
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@ Latcho, I listened to the “Pearl” very nice it reminded me of a favorite song/story by Apostle Thomas it is called “The Hymn of the Pearl” here is an abbreviated version ~
from an ancient Gnostic text
When I was a little child
and dwelling in my kingdom,
in my father’s house, and was content with the wealth and the
luxuries of my nourishers,
from the East, our home,
my parents equipped me (and) sent me forth;
and of the wealth of our treasury
they took abundantly, (and) tied up for me a load
large and (yet) light, which I myself could carry,
gold of Beth-Ellaya,
and silver of Gazak the great,
and rubies of India,
and agates from Beth-Kashan,
and they furnished me with the adamant,
which can crush iron.
And they took off from me the glittering robe,
which in their affection they made for me,
and the purple toga,
which was measured (and) woven to my stature.
And they made a compact with me,
and wrote it in my heart, that it might not be forgotten:
“If you go down into Egypt,
and bring the one pearl,
which is in the midst of the sea
around the loud-breathing serpent,
you shall put on your glittering robe
and your toga, with which (your art) contented,
and with your brother, who is next to us in authority,
you shall be heir in our kingdom.”
I quitted the East (and) went down,
there being two guardians,
for the way was dangerous and difficult,
and I was very young to travel it.
I passed through the borders of Maishan,
the meeting-place of the merchants of the East,
and I reached the land of Babel,
and I entered the walls of Sarbug.
I went down into Egypt,
and my companions parted from me.
I went straight to the serpent,
I dwelt in his abode,
(waiting) till he should lumber and sleep,
and I could take my pearl from him.
And when I was single and alone
(and) became strange to my family,
one of my race, a free-born man,
and Oriental, I saw there,
a youth fair and loveable,
the son of oil-sellers;
and he came and attached himself to me,
and I made him my intimate friend,
and associate with whom I shared my merchandise.
I warned him against the Egyptians,
and against consorting with the unclean;
And I dressed in their dress,
that they might not hold me in abhorrence,
because I was come from abroad in order to take the pearl,
and arouse the serpent against me.
But in some way other or another
they found out that I was not their countryman,
and they dealt with me treacherously,
and gave their food to eat.
I forget that I was a son of kings,
and I served their king;
and I forgot the pearl,
for which my parents had sent me,
and because of the burden of their oppression’s
I lay in a deep sleep.
But all this things that befell me
my parents perceived, and were grieved for me;
and proclamation was made in our kingdom,
that every one should come to our gate [kingdom],
kings and princes of Parthia,
and all the nobles of the East.
And they wove a plan on my behalf,
that I might not be left in Egypt;
and they wrote to me a letter,
and every noble signed his name to it:
“From your father, the king of kings,
and your mother, the mistress of the East,
and from your brother, our second (in authority),
to our son, who are in Egypt, greeting!
Call to mind that you are a son of kings!
See the slavery,–whom you serve!
Remember the pearl,
for which you were sent to Egypt!
Think of your robe,
and remember your splendid toga,
which you shall wear and (with which) you shall be adorned,
when your name has been read out in the list of the valiant,
and your brother, our viceroy,
you shall be in our kingdom.”
My letter is a letter,
which the king sealed with his own right hand,
(to keep it) from the wicked ones, the children of Babel,
and from the savage demons of Sarbug.
It flew in the likeness of an eagle,
the king of all birds;
it flew and alight beside me,
and became all speech.
At its voice and the sound of its rustling,
I started and arose from my sleep.
I took it up and kissed it,
and I began (and) read it;
and according to what was traced on my heart
were the words of my letter.
I remembered that I was a son of royal parents,
and my noble birth asserted itself.
I remembered the pearl,
for which I had been sent to Egypt,
and I began to charm him,
the terrible loud breathing serpent.
I hushed him asleep and lulled him into slumber,
for my father’s name I named over him,
and the name of our second (in power),
and the of my mother, the queen of the East.
And I snatched away the pearl,
and turned to go back to my father’s house.
And their filthy and unclean dress I stripped off,
and left it in their country;
and I took my way straight to come
to the light of our home in the East.
And my letter, my awakener,
I found before me on the road;
and as with its voice it had awakened me,
(so) too with its light it was leading me.
It, that dwelt in the palace,
gave light before me with its form,
and with its voice and its guidance
it also encouraged me to speed,
and with its love it drew me on.
I went forth (and) passed by Sarbug;
I left Babel on my left hand;
and I came to the great Maisan,
to the haven of merchants,
which sat on the shore of the sea.
And my bright robe, which I had stripped off,
and the toga that was wrapped with it,
from Rantha and Reken(?)
my parents had sent thither
by the hand of their treasures,
who in their truth could be trusted therewith.
And because I remembered not its fashion,–
for in my childhood I had left it in my father’s house,–
on a sudden, when I received it,
the garment seemed to me to become like a mirror of myself.
I saw it all in all,
and I to received all in it,
for we were two in distinction
and yet gain one in one likeness.
And the treasurers too,
who brought it to me, I saw in like manner
to be two (and yet) one likeness,
for one sign of the king was written on them (both),
of the hands of him who restored to me through them
my trust and my wealth,
my decorated robe, which
was adorned with glorious colors,
with gold and beryls
and rubies and agates
and sardonyxes, varied in color.
And it was skillfully worked in its home on high,
and with diamond clasps
were all its seams fastened;
and the image of the king of kings
was embroidered and depicted in full all over it,
and like the stone of the sapphire too
its hues were varied.
And I saw also that all over it
the instincts of knowledge were working,
and I saw too that it was preparing to speak.
I heard the sound of its tones,
which it uttered with its….., (saying):
“I am the active in deeds,
whom they reared for him before my father;
and I perceived myself,
that my stature grew according to his labors.”
And in its kingly movements
it poured itself entirely over me,
and on the hand of its givers
it hastened that I might take it.
And love urged me too run
to meet it and receive it;
and I stretched forth and took it.
With the beauty of its colors I adorned myself,
and I wrapped myself wholly in my toga
of brilliant hues.
I clothed myself with it, and went up to the gate
of salutation and prostration;
I bowed my head and worshipped the majesty
of my father who sent me,–
for I had done his commandments,
and he too had done what he promised,–
and the gate of his….,
I mingled with his princes,
for he rejoiced in me and received me,
and I was with him in his kingdom,
and with the voice of….
all his servants praised him.
And he promised that to the gate too
of the king of kings with him I should go,
and with my offering and my pearl
with him should present myself to our king.
The Hymn of Judas Thomas the Apostles,
which he spoke in prison, is ended.
** other source ~ http://www.gnosis.org/library/hymnpearl.htm
Affirming & wishing a most beautiful, benevolent day to ALL ❤ Much Love
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Beautiful. Thank you. ❤
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@ Hatter, I esp. enjoyed this honest post & all comments. It truly show’s our energy goes where our attention flows. I love the image too looks somewhat mystical (in dreams), and would love to walk upon this beautiful path. @ Ann, enjoy & found enrichment from your sharing & IMO a entry point to “heal within” for those who don’t know where to begin. (I’m listening to the music now it’s quite calming) Hi @ Latcho, our musical souls meet again: Brian Eno ….very nice my brother turned me onto him last year (drift) he’s extraordinary (takes one to another place & precipitates creativity IMO) Shout out to ALL OOTWX peeps ❤ In Peace
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@T.Spirit i believe you have actually shown me the inspiration of concept dear friend and of course ty for bringing this to me truly beautiful and metaphorical inspiring<3
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Hi Latcho! We send our love. ❤
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@ Latcho & @ Michelle, yes this (song,poem,story?) gets me every time I read it. ❤ heart hugs!
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@shout out to you dear Michelle A and those close i have not seen my koori bro’s for quite a while,I’ve been slack to busy do nothing been needed a lot of just being with my-self you know that feeling your lonely and still wish for a fence lol love to you and young male relative
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