The Collective Pain Body & Transmission of Transmutation
We Can See The Cords That Connect Our Pain. These Function As Channels By Which We Can Draw Needless Suffering, Or Through Which We Can Choose To Heal The World.
We Can See The Cords That Connect Our Pain. These Function As Channels By Which We Can Draw Needless Suffering, Or Through Which We Can Choose To Heal The World.
We Can See The Cords That Connect Us Through Pain. These Are Channels Through Which We Can Draw Needless Suffering, Or By Which We Can Choose To Heal The World.
Humans experience energies much like other elements are perceived. You do not see wind, you see the debris and particulate it conveys. You do not see light, you see its reflection- the side that is not shadow. You see fragments of spectrum as carbon variations reflect the reds, the yellows, the blues and the greens, and the vastness of beauty by their limitless combinations. Still ….. this is merely a reflection.
That which you see in the physical, we tell you, is neither their infinite array nor their incomprehensible spectacle of glory. As much as physical sight will allow, it is dulled to the infinite geometrics of that which is not merely reflection, and yet remains unseen.
You feel the warmth, but not the structures transporting light and energy, nor the speed or wakeless force which delivers its comfort and utility. Neither do you see the envelope from within which humans comprehend a relationship to the universe relative to time- another composition of which only its reflection is perceived. It is a concept only beginning to seep in, and contradict the idea that you are separate from anything else, or that confines perception to a sequence of passing moments, making time the reference to your existence, and eternity the illusion in your mind.
~ Image Artist Bruce Rolff ~
Image Artist ~ Moreen Blackthorne
Introducing David-Bruce to Shamanic Journeying this week, it was not surprising the old Mystic had been on them before – without the nomenclature or some of the geographical markers. It’s like meeting somewhere new with old friends – leading to saying hello to a few new ones along with the old. It would seem David’s affinity and close relationships with Shamans in Peru, in the Andean traditions- lent a previously unrecognized familiarity that all indigenous creatures attain. When our journeys take us to the same place as another- we know a deeper world within each other, as well as within our selves.
I picked up a journey I started long ago. Stepping over a patch of rubble that wasn’t there before. To see one’s past in the tangible mounds of hollow clacking bones scattered in dry crunching particulate and ash – where every step kicks up a cloud of white, dissipating into an ancient path . We let go, and see our vision once again. With a power we knew before.
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Image Artist ~ Bram Janssens