In my life, the most
powerful event that's ever occurred is the Reality of the Near Death
Experience.Not unlike others who've reported back from such sojourn, there
IS LIGHT EVERLASTING...there IS LOVE.This applies whether one cares to believe it or not, because
during the coursing of the death trip, doubt is revealed as being
of a lesser god (creation) and of a self limiting myth/dream/school/universe,
whereas THE LIGHT IS LIMITLESSLY EXPANSIVE.I suppose the angst of many reincorporated NDEr's has much
to do with tryin' to make sense outta a world that's made agreements
to the contrary.
I've often wondered
toward the utility of the NDE and come to the conclusion, maybe,
it's as simple as people comin' togather from all walks of life
and agreeing to agree water is receptive to appreciation...just
like everything else.More
so, perhaps, because it's crystalline configuration is as open a
format as a blank computer chip and active "altar-ation"---via
INTENDING INTENT---serves as a baptismal initiating an enhanced
change/chain reaction...inside and out.
From: M
Reply-To: CRYSTALGROUP@yahoogroups.com
Date: Wed, 21 Nov 2001 17:16:45 -0500
To: <CRYSTALGROUP@yahoogroups.com>
Subject: [CRYSTALGROUP] Leonido DeVinci
Kin
Gotta tell ya, it was well
worth the groan accompanying the alarm clock kickin' us outta bed
at 3:00 am.The morning
of the meteors had arrived and Leo's children arced across the heavens.And, yeah, I know I'm soundin' sorta romantic about the whole
deal, yet I gotta...because it was and is.
Susan and I have moved
into a quaint cottage looking over Lake Champlain.Across the water to the west we can see the Adirondacks and
lookin' to the east The Green Mountains.These ranges are way old and there have, in fact, been whale
bones found in the rock that date this region's spine---runnin'
like a series of earthen battery terminals from ridge to ridge to
ridge---along the ley of the lines.
I Circled the Circuit Stones
around one of the first crystals
I'd ever actually hunted down and bought, back in '85.I'd read a book by a guy who suggested it was possible to build
a passive linear accelerator---activated by INTENTION---byway of
inserting a shard of quartz in the tip of a copper pipe.Certain lengths and circumferences were
given to maximize the capacity of the instrument and, theoretically,
one could, depending upon the dimensional configurations chosen,
build all manner of wand, rod or staff.
It
was the quartz receiver that's been parked on such, that was Circled
with Our Circuit Stones. Afterwards, this Shard was taken
to the water's edge, placed LIGHTLY, and grounded in the lakebed
with its tip above the surface.We figured to let the Leonids’ flash
their codes, Bless the Waters, and INTEND INTENT a-chordingly...Thanksgiving
given.Around dusk,
I saw my first Blue Light Ship. It came in from the east, incredibly fast, and then seemed to
land in a cloud hanging above the bay.
I 've wondered about what
I'd witnessed---at long last, personally---since then.Having seen Blue Light Orbs before, I'm comfortably familiar
with their presence.Yet, this was different...this was an
aeronautically designed, bluish white, glowing, pulsing ship.It occurred to me the reason I was able
to see it in the first place was because it had to slow down before
slidin' into it's cloud cover.Otherwise, I sensed it'd been goin' too quick to be seen
by the ordinary eye.
In the past I've been able
to empathize with individuals who've been politically incorrect
enough to insist---oftentimes, in the face of belittlement---they've
seen such unconventional crafts.Having had several NDE, and tryin'
to express the unimaginable beauty of the LIGHT has proven to be
a hard ditty to dance with as well.Yet, it happened, and now, I not only believe in UFO's, but
I actually saw one.Boy Howdy, this outta make for some jim-dandy
dinner conversation.
There was, btw, a weird
thing that occurred toward dawn whereas the cloud began to expand
and take on the shape of a huge wing.This lasted for about 20 minutes and then
it gradually retracted to its original size.Regardless, the Blue Light Ship remained hidden in it's cover
all night---even though the rest of the sky was clear because the
wind was blowin' at 15 knots---and, I figure, whoever was drivin'
the thing musta had their reasons for doin' whatever it was they
were doin'...just as we have ours.
I found it impossible to
ignore the "Genuine Thrill" accompanying every sighting
of a shootin' star.Each felt the feel of seein' an eagle flyin' ...majestic and
magical...authentic and awesome.Again and again we'd stumble proclamations that 'd go, "Whoa"
and "Wow" and "Didja see that....Didja see that."Our head's were doin' snap rolls as we
tried to take in the whole of it, and, somewhere or other, it occurred
to me there just wasn't enough time in-between the Lion's Lightening
to give lengthy expression to each and every glee.Thus, as the fire rained, we became cosmic auctioneers who
simply, sounded "Yep or yup"...and there were hundreds
of 'em to go around.
During the associated rushes,
it awakened in me such primal enthusiasm ought be downloaded into
our crystalline brew.So I held the bone of a Circuit Stone
and we swept our arms across the sky in honor of the flames as they
flew....and, indulging within...the child inside...we Star Danced
the passages thru the mornin' light.
The Staff
pictured herein
is meant as a physical focal point
whose INTENTION,
as a Communal Matrix,
INTENDS the ethereal movement of assemblage points byway
of
"loving the love inside...that Loves the Love...that
just LOVES LOVE."
