angel of death dream

DREAM:

observing the sky from a large floor to ceiling window.

in awe of a light formation in the early evening sky

it moved like swirls of wispy cloud-like substance

fast and spinning, up and down, in and out, and in a split second it’s GONE

Holy shit, what the fuck? 

I’m astonished

what the hell was that????

a moment later it reappeared in the same white cloud substance

but it was up close next to my window

it took the form of a SKELETON

not bones though, a cloud substance skeleton figure, animated as if talking to me

now I’m terror struck that this is happening right in front of my eyes

3-D LIFE:

Certain life-events yesterday may have contributed to my subconscious message to Self.

  1. Deeply moved by words I heard (credit and thanks to Global Witness, Derek’s You Tube dharma): “Everything we see in this world is a COPY of something that’s invisible, and a poor one at that”
  2. Driving along Route 17M, I have an unusually compelling impulse to look at my mileage (I never do this) and the number is 11, 144.
  3. Life is becoming more challenging by the moment for personal and family relations and requiring my most mature spiritual understanding to discern the events.
  4. Halloween really is about ghosts LOL

So how is God revealing Itself to Myself through this dream?

  • Don’t take things so damn seriously?
  • Accept the impermanence of EVERYTHING with a lighter heart?
  • Remember that my most important work here is to SEE THROUGH the bullshit and always look toward the TRUTH?
  • Understand that death is not at all what we’ve been programmed to believe?
  • Life’s potentiality is limitless in form?

Suggestions are welcome …….. in love and light.

(photo: Bird of Paradise, NY Botanical Gardens, Oct 2018)

Single Eye

“The Eye with which I see God is the same Eye with which God sees me” Meister Eckhart

The day after attending my mom’s burial I decide I need a quiet walk in nature.

Walking along Mountain Top Road, I find myself talking to mom.

Looking up into the sky, looking at the ground, trees, rocks, plants. Asking her to show me a sign.

I had made this request of her prior to her death, while she was in a morphine-induced sleep, knowing she heard me, and now reminding her that this was my wish.

When you’re free, please let me know, send me a sign that you are in the form of infinite love and peace, finally free of suffering.

I did not receive any observable signal today.

However, I am feeling a very unusually peaceful sense of calm, with a release of tears every now and then when the reminder of sadness wells up inside.

Today’s quiet walk in nature did present some clarity around our Divine nature.

The mind cannot comprehend IT, that which we ARE.
Infinity, infinite potential, is not 3-D mind-graspable.
But it is ALWAYS THERE. (Love had no beginning and no end)

So why wouldn’t mom be the SEER of life through MY eyes today?

As she is again ONE with ALL that IS, and that’s what “SEES” through each of our individual eyes.

Whatever ‘sign’ she shows me, depends on Janet’s ability to recognize the ONE who SEES through my eyes, the infinite SEER.

I think Dr. Petrovich says it more eloquently:

“So many folks tell me how much they want to live divinely, to really see it, experience it and be it. It’s almost as though people believe that somewhere “out there” is someone who is going to magically make a divine mindset appear. It is exactly the opposite. You are the only person who can change your focus within your life to one of divine awareness.

The task begins to break down to one basic concept: spending time in silence so that the cosmic, divine information has a place to land. And you know how busy your mind is during the day and also at night. There is a constant pitter-patter of mental rain that is always falling within your mind so the divine knowing has no space to enter.

Wanting to “feel it in your bones” must begin with your mind and heart. There is a direct connection among the mind, heart and bones with the heart leading the parade. The mind can either come along for the ride or can resist the idea and fight against it. This decision is entirely up to you.

When you begin to quiet down and listen to your heart, you will start realizing that your thoughts and mental words are simply symbols of your divinity. The awareness you are, the witness, the observer is truly what you are when you release the need to focus on specific thoughts about anything.”

Excerpted from: ‘Feeling It In Your Bones’ by Reverend Doctor Toni Petrinovich
Read full article:
http://files.constantcontact.com/9bd29e83401/60598e2e-45a2-4029-9e8e-b6e743faab83.pdf

what do you value?

I inherited the wild outdoor cats when I purchased my house in PA.

The cats are wild in the sense that they survive outdoors in the natural world, but also domesticated through being fed regularly by the previous home owners and now by myself.

I’ve adopted them, Mama, Goldie, and their vagabond sister, Clone, who comes and goes at her whim. Mama and Goldie never leave the property. This is their home.

I am always in awe of Goldie’s obvious behavior of caring and loving attention to her aging Mama (Calico cat in photo)

She watches for her, allows her to run first for the food dish, and always cleans her head for her.

Mama has been wheezing since I first met her. I’ve tried homeopathic remedies to help ease any congestion, but trust that she will survive as she is meant to.

My contemplation today was, ‘Will Goldie mourn mama’s death?’

Or do Goldie and mama have access to an understanding of what death really is on a deeper level than humans have access to?

I found the following writing helpful on the contemplative practices around life and death:

“Deepening our understanding of death can radically affect how we live life. Priorities can change and we may not have as much of an investment in an imagined future—perhaps less accumulation of things; perhaps less of an obsession with unattainable security; perhaps less of a preoccupation with “becoming someone,” not so much living for the “future,” because there isn’t one. Is it possible to have fulfillment in this moment?

To learn how to die is also to learn how to live.

Death can serve as a “coach,” encouraging us to live completely in the present, with more confidence and less fear. When we shine the light of death on the yearning for power, fame, and money, they tend to lose of some of their magnetic pull. In the case of vipassana yogis this can mean a dramatic strengthening of the commitment to wholeheartedly engage in practice.

The contemplation of death has helped to take me through the “ups and downs” of practice—it can be an effective antidote to periods of mental dullness. We don’t have forever! Whatever our condition, whatever time and situation we find ourselves in—ideal for practice!

When I get caught in pettiness or resentment towards others, remembering to turn towards thoughts of death, usually restores the mind to balance.

In a dharma talk, Ajahn Maha Boowa told us about a forest monk in Thailand who found himself face to face with a tiger. He was able to manage his fear, and avoid being attacked, by reflecting on how he and the tiger were comrades in birth, old age, sickness and death. His fear was replaced by deep compassion. They observed each other carefully for a few moments, and the tiger walked away.

The message of our impending death can of course have a rather different outcome. An obviously dejected person approached me once after a talk on maranasati. He was disappointed in himself, wanting to drop everything for the dharma—but actually preferring sex, drugs and rock-and-roll!

What do we really value? Why were we born?

In brief, without being mindful of death, whatever Dharma practices you take up will be merely superficial. -Yogi Milarepa

Excerpt from: Shining the Light of Death on Life: Maranasati Meditation (Part I)
Larry Rosenberg, Spring 1994