Limitless

I am limitless.

I am infinite potential.

I am one with the all encompassing creator.

I am one with all beings, one with all creation—one with the limitless expanse of space.

I AM

wondrous.

Beauty.

I am

experiencing myself in six billion pieces.

I am

the fractals, dancing in consciousness

I am the material world.

I am the body – the universe of the body.

I am every organ, every tissue, bone and blood.

I am nothing.  I am space.  I am the SILENCE

the Silence that pervades in all things.

There is no separation

between me and the infinite,

I draw all to me in limitless expanse.

I am

the stars, the galaxies, the implosions

the pulse and the rhythms of the dance:

 

Shiva

crossing my mind, crossing my heart

dear beloved, he comes

in the ashes of before:

dance, dance

across my heart, dear beloved,

come evermore, into the expanse…

 

I am the rose.  I am the lark,

I am the warrior, the sword, the spear…

I am all time, I am all places—all things,

I am one with the limitless expanse.

 

Invincible, indestructible, flowing with all creation—

all knowledge, all time, all beings

all expressions—

the moon, the sky, the rose, the lark

singing in the glory of my heart—

Hallelujah, infinite

spire.

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Explorations in Other Realities

I wish to reflect on a phenomenon I experience which is similar to astral projection.  I plan on writing another blog post in the near future about my astral projection experiences, however, these experiences revolve around projecting into other realities, as physical, and as “real” as our own.

We are surrounded by a myriad of realities, the endless possibilities, of timelines and choices and alternatives created by the infinite consciousness.  Even without any sort of direct projection experience, I usually sense these realities just on the edge of our own.  At twilight, especially, I can feel the glimpses of other worlds, just beyond our limited sensory perception.  With the use of plant medicines and other mind altering substances, many people begin to perceive these possibilities.  As the limited perception we usually live our lives in begins to fall, we begin to notice that reality is in fact pliable.

It begins similarly to an astral projection experience.  I typically meditate, either before bed or in the mornings, and fall into some state of unconsciousness.  When I become lucid, I find myself in an alternative version of reality, another version of my apartment, typically similar (though not always) with some details changed, or entirely different altogether.  Sometimes, all I get is a glimpse, though these glimpses are occurring with increased frequency.  I may see what looks almost like a photograph in my mind of one part of my apartment.  But the decorations are different.  There’s another life that’s being lived inside those walls.

However, I have also had experiences projecting into realities very different from ours.  I intend to use this post to catalog and share those experiences.  In many of them, I am experiencing different versions of my own life, however, that is not always the case.

What separates these experiences from lucid dreaming is the sheer physicality of these experiences.  Especially now, as I’m becoming more and more awake to them, I usually go crazy looking around, touching objects, investigating everything when I’m within them.

But I will say, sometimes there is overlap between the dream world and these worlds.  At times, I find myself in a dream and then project into another reality, or vice versa.  So, I think that these planes intersect and intertwine with the dream and astral/imaginative planes in ways I don’t understand.  I’m sure they are somehow linked to other dimensions as well.

Additionally, another difference is that these experiences can create closed eye “impressions”.  For example, I will be unconscious and than suddenly receive an “impression” that is like a 3D photo.  I am somewhere between being inside of it and glimpsing into it, and usually when I become conscious, the impression begins to fade and I return to my body.  But they leave these very “real”, uncanny sensations to them.  They are not like simply receiving a vision or an insight.  It feels like I’m literally getting a glimpse into…somewhere!

Here we go!

Momento of Alternative Massage Therapy Class

Apartment almost identical to my own, however, on my window I find a card that has a photo and several names attached to it.  They were names I did not recognize, and they had come from a group of classmates who graduated with me from a massage therapy program “I” never attended.

World of the Flying Rays

In one experience, I became lucid in my bed and then looked out the window.  Most of the outside looked the same, except that there were great, sting-ray like beings flying in the sky.  They were beautiful – blue colored, their wings like magnificent kites.

The 19th Century Apartment

I woke up in one version of my apartment that was all dark, hard woods, with old built in cabinets and a fireplace.

“European” World

Walking around a city, on what is, in our reality, US territory, however, this culture had distinctly European features and people.  When I talked to the people there, they told me that this reality had developed differently than our own, due to some sort of catastrophe in the late 1800’s.  The US as we know it did not exist.

Saloon

Closed eye visual, or impression, of a old-fashioned, western style saloon that opened up in my bedroom.

Friend with Leg Injury

I became lucid in an reality where I was hanging out with one of my friends from this reality.  However, she had a cast on her leg and was walking into my bedroom with a cane.  I asked her how she injured her leg and she replied, “Stop being silly, you know how I did it.” She’s never injured her leg in this reality.  I freaked out realizing I was in another timeline.

Kansas

Woke up in an apartment with several roommates.  As I looked outside, I saw we lived in a very rural area – pristine, beautiful.  My roommates began to talk to me and I was asking them about my life.  They said that we were all working together on a sustainable farm that was owned by another one of my friends.  They said we were in Kansas, and that I had gone there in college to study agriculture.  That was where we had all met.

Messages from Friends, Loved Ones

I’ve had several experiences of having text or internet conversations with friends from this reality that “I” have never received.

The Faceless Friend

This experience may have been proceeded by several other events, but all I remember is being in a car with several male friends.  There was one who had bandages over much of his face.  He had a chronic illness and knew he would soon pass.  I remember holding him, and the love I felt for him.

Alternative Harry Potter Book

This one I just got a kick out of.  I saw a Harry Potter book that J.K Rowling wrote in another reality about Harry Potter’s Christmas adventures at Hogwarts.

Landscapes

I’ve had several experiences projecting into versions of reality where I know I am somewhere I lived or been in this reality but the landscape is very different.  For example, I had one of projecting in my hometown, Fitchburg, MA and it looked like something out of 15th Century Spain.

Houses

Strangely, many of the fleeting glimpses I’ve received of other realities have just been fragments of houses and other spaces.  For example, someone’s potted plant, a scientific microscope, wooden ceilings, mirrors, very mundane.

The Warring City

I began in a dark, almost post-apocalyptic city as part of an underground gang.  There were several feuding gangs in this underground, who were all involved in psychic/spiritual warfare.  After experiencing myself die in a gang war I incarnated again as an investigator, attempting to understand and mitigate the gang war.  There were several events that had a hyper realistic quality.  I remember eating there.  I remember the small, run-down apartments and even sleeping on a couch.  I remember walking through a very impoverished part of the city and seeing the crates where the homeless slept and left their things: a half-eaten carton of eggs, a plastic bag on the ground, all hauntingly vivid.  I would typically categorize this one as a very interesting dream however, I include it here because of the sheer physicality of the experience.

 

If you have similar projection/out of body/other worldly experiences I’d love to hear from you.  Please feel free to contact me via the contact form on this website.

 

 

The Theatre of Consciousness

 

“All the world’s a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances;

And one man in his time plays many parts…” Shakespeare, As You Like It

Life is, indeed, a play – the curtain, the stage, the audience, and the actors – an elaborate, beautiful, and ultimately illusory conjuring of consciousness.  We choose our bodies, our “costumes”, and with this, our identities.  We choose the experiences, histories, friends and enemies, stories and dramas our of lives.  We construct the contracts, the lessons, the awakenings, the turbulence, the storms and seas, the beauty of life.  And then we surrender it all, cast a part of ourselves into the fold, projecting ourselves into the illusion.

On the 3D Earth School (the greater stage), it is difficult for most to remember.  The ego and limited perception of our dimension confines us to the material experience.  The stories, the narratives, the costumes and the actors – all become very real.  We lose ourselves in the pain, the suffering, the push and pulls of our stories, our perceived separation from All That Is.  But this is ultimately a testament to the mastery of our creation.  Consciousness and perception are such powerful creators, they make worlds in their scope.

But the truth is that nothing can rob you of your power and sovereignty.   You lie within a layer of tremendous miracles.  All around us float possibilities, potentials of the highest accord, magic and the seeds of dreams, and in the play, you choose to arrive at a key period in human evolution: a planetary transformation.  The multiverse is standing witness, watching for the amazing changes that are to come (and happening now).

Claim what you are: Creator, Master, Artist.  You are the love that pervades in all things.  You loved yourself so deeply, that you were willing to forget yourself, just for a moment, to experience the marvelous splendor of awakening to yourself again.  This is the power of your all-pervading consciousness:  love, recreating itself, birthing itself over and over, in wondrous play.

 

I AM THAT I AM

I AM is your universal declaration.  It is your claim of being here and now.  It is the statement of sovereignty and freedom, within and without, a bold proclamation of consciousness:

I AM the eternal moment.  I am radiant bliss.  I am the sun and moon, the stars and the sky.  I am mountain, sea, and forest, wind, water, air and fire.  I am magic, Magician and Alchemist.  I am the child.  I am the elder.  I am the Fool and the Sage.

I am a spark of the infinite consciousness, and whatever I WILL, I create.

I AM the universe, the beginning and end, the alpha and omega.  I am the captain, the ship and the sea.   I am endless.  I am all possibility.  I am far more vast than what can be seen.  I am multidimensional.  My consciousness dances across immeasurable realities.

I AM whole.  I am incarnate.  I chose to love this imperfect life – in all its swings, its swirls, and in all its wonderful madness.

I AM a multitude.  I am truth, and I am lies.  I am the light and darkness.  I am dreams and fears.  I am separation, and I am unity.  There is nothing outside of me.  ALL IS ONE.  Nothing can break me or destroy me.  I am made of many colors, shades, and layers.  I AM prime creator, the Great Artist, intricate and majestic.

I did not incarnate to suffer, but rather to experience, the glory of ALL THAT I AM.