SHACK 230 BULLSEYE

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THEY SAY YOU SHOULD BE CENTRED

YET IF YOUR THE INVISIBLE EVERYTHING SOURCE

THE CENTRE IS THE NOWHERE CENTRE

THAT IS THE CENTRE OF THE ALL AND ALL

EVERYTHING AND EVERYONE  IS THE CENTRE THERE IS ONLY ONE CENTRE IN THE ENTIRE UNIVERSE

ONE IS THE CENTRE----EH-YES- ---NO?

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SHACK 229 THE CREATOR

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I realise that this article may seem presumptuous, ambitious and downright blasphemy, however I have a mind to go for it.

Just between waking up and getting up this morning the 17th May 2017 I have this feeling and sort of picture of the human brain as a decoder, this of course I have mentioned time and time again.  This time it was more explicit and vivid, with an urgency to express in writing. 

It presented itself as an invisible energy field, a presence without form or limitation and because it was invisible and indeed all pervading in its limitless, the very nature of limitless being eternal and without borders, it could by its essence which is intelligence, creativity and wisdom, indeed it is omnipresent, omniscience and omnipotent and to validate its own authenticity it created dreams, however these dreams were bound within its own mind, mind you the only mind.

It then needed to experiment; a TV, Radio, cell / mobile phone decodes invisible wave lengths invisible to the human eye. A TV switched off does not stop the invisible signals and programme, it means the decoder is off.  Even then the brain decoder dreams, its freewill gift can create from its graphics software which is part of the ego.

So on this premiss reality as humans experience it is actually not 'out there, outside the brain' because outside the brain in reality is just a multitude of swarming wavelengths, frequency and a jumble of networks of data.  The decoder works out the data and is attuned to decode the frequencies like a TV and so on the hertz range and the rest is passed by.

The creator made the decoders so that the forms created would enable its creation to be experienced by its creator.  This is like a Potter giving life and feeling to his pot and experiencing the free will given and enjoy the way it interacts with other forms and at the same time experiencing its creation and knowing it was the creator and alive.

The crux that hit me was; I am not a body nor am I a brain, I am that witness to the decoded picture according to my agendas, life style, cultural, political and religious indoctrination.  I am just a TV which can broadcast and receive and that is a physical form, the real me is just an energy like invisible witness which is not bound to the individual, I am limitless witness narrowed down to peep into a form organic or inorganic, they to the creator are all the same.

Having given free will to the form and allowing it to grow as to its predilection and 'just standby as an interested observer without prejudice or judgement' it must be amusing to see these fragile forms being planet, suns or microbes go their way and development, knowing in essence they are but frequencies, wavelengths and their composition are atoms which in themselves are 99.99% space.  So consciousness is invisible but aware, intelligent and all pervading, is the essence of all form and this form appears solid but on examination is very difficult  to be solid and it is only through the form believing it is solid it is so.  It might be amusing to the creator that forms think they are solid. Adepts who are one with the creator that is they have the mind of the Source can then manipulate form because it is not real and solid and they know it, they have no beliefs in matter being solid 

Should the form realise this in full, it takes a jolt, and some get it straight away and live as the Creator, some gradually peel the layers of the collected debris of the ego until it can take the enormity of not being 'out there and really out there does not exist'. In fact in or out do not exist.

Just to acknowledge this intellectually and experience the absence of the known accepted Life Lived is a shock and can cause mental problems, which is the egos rebellion to its demise and can lead to severe distraction in a multitude of  hedonistic ways.

Well the impact hit me and this a number of such like happenings as I feel we are entering not only into a dangerous world political situation and the result of long held world domination of the few and a new master race based on themselves and these patterns and ideas no serve longer them or the populace or Mother Nature.  I feel there are evolutionary vibrations, frequencies and coded messages being broadcast from source in order for the brain decoding to evolve those who have cleared their brains, done a defrag and cleaner in their cache of software, a spring clean of the attic and are able to make space for the new, indeed space is the new, it is invisible and of the nature of the source.

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SHACK 228 INHERITANCE

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Again the blessing of meditation really has been so significant in my life.  It has not always brought the peace and calm, however it has made the space for the buried accumulation in the abyss or the attic of the ‘mind’ to rear itself and be cleansed or bring wisdom and understanding of my ‘stuff’.

Sometimes it has revealed the ugly and distasteful to the fore as well as the bliss and beauty.  So many realizations have been like a counseling and therapy session.

One such event was that; I awoke and felt alright and as the morning went on I felt a pressure and pain in the chest, then burping and indigestion. This often came when I did a lot of qigong and energy work, writing blogs and Shack. It is as if the insights, the energy, the chi / ki /kundulini were excavating, pushing ‘stuff’ out and it was overwhelming. Overwhelming the ego restraints, a pressure cooker ready to blow off steam and the valve seemed to be belching, passing wind and then ah ha.

A particular one comes to mind; I felt down and in pain, the pain was acute and frightening, was it angina or a heart attack or something else, then it broke, suddenly like a dam bursting under the pressure and the walls caved in, and the understanding was like the flood that followed.

It was underneath the pain there was a flood of joy, sheer bliss, this was my true nature, my inheritance, and my life time habits and indoctrination of ‘it never is to good to believe all is well, but when it is it is a bonus, and do not expect it often, its better to be on guard, alert to it all gong wrong, this is life and there is nothing you can do about it, especially as you are Jewish and in our family history, you being a bit of a  heathen and not following in the tradition will be especially sorted out’. So I had a latent background cloud, a fear at the back of my mind, so to fulfill the prophesy, the legend of the family history, sabotaging myself was a must, however could I prove to myself I am not worthy and deserving.  So often going out I had a fear when will it go pear shape, especially in my youth if I came back late, my mother standing at the door wringing her hands in fear and saying ‘why do you do this, do you realise you are putting another nail in my coffin’ ‘you are sending me to an early grave’ When mother did die I had already got over the guilt of killing my mother, she dear lovely soul died through the stress of a sad life and estrangement.

However the realisation dawned that pain is a resistance to change and underneath that pain, a kind of bandage of restriction, a chastity belt of righteous indignation that my ego puts up and happiness is the ego’s right and determined happiness by its standards and anything not sanctioned and judged is not acceptable. 

To be content, serene, joyful and fulfilled in The Way of The Universe is not on for the ego; it did not have the habitual groove and feel the ego likes and so therefore a threat. The ego has a comfortable home and does not like the thought of change; it’s unfamiliar and may not have the foothold or importance to have the authority it used to have.

So the ego brings in its stronghold tactics, to play on the fear, however, as the Life Force, Chi and so on click in then the underlying intelligence contained in the Life Force Chi begins to push from the inside out.

All meditative work starts from the inside as it were, in qigong the inner organs are vessels that are fed by the meridians which are the interface between the Cosmos and so it is important to start on inner levels first.

If one just does physical stuff it is surface work and does have its values and place. However all foundations start at base and meditation is the innermost base and as the body and mind grow they grow from the inside.  The surface layers only are like paint on the body, it is cosmetic, the body needs its natural foundation which it builds from the skeleton which in turn builds from nutrients which need a healthy happy deep content mind coming from the Creative Mind of the Universe.  The depths of the Ocean make the foundation for the waves and sea life.

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SHACK 226 SELF SERVING

Waiting for Eternity

Self serving in the manner of seeking a solid foundation in order to know that I exist and so there are so many probabilities and possibilities in endless combinations and computations that eventually which ever one’s predilection inevitably it will fade into the mists of the aeon's and ages, the many millennia of all existence. 

Perhaps then all ones fantasies, dreams and aspirations and empire building are mere attempts to establish a reality that is eternal, solid and is forever fulfilling.

The very dreams and fantasies are but the ego seeking its own reality other than the ego self realizing itself to be a set of experiences garnished and gleaned from ones cultural, religious political and world ethos and they are but memories that like a film or video are at best recalls and the button of rewind in the machine somewhere in the neuronal network.  This is the mind computer tinkering with seemingly reality presented in a display and array of its graphics.  Repeat after repeat is the mechanism which grinds and preserves this so that it becomes so ingrained and etched into the mind in its patterns of behavior and habit that is then taken as reality and security and is justified no matter what reason or challenge is presented to shake its shaky foundations which it would never admit is shaky. The ego mind contemplating this may indeed recoil and find distraction for it is contemplating its own demise, which is wholly and terrifyingly unacceptable.  

The Universal Creator maybe is doing the same and asks the same question as we do---how in heavens name was I born, and came into creation, I know I am here and create, and I have to keep creating to mirror to myself my existence.

The potter has to create pots to know he is a potter and to keep creating different colors and shapes and maybe asked how did I create these pots and where did I arrive from to create them?

The search for the origins of everything maybe never solved, for that would be end game and eternity would not exist as Life has to keep Perpetuating Itself as proof it exists-----of course all this maybe hypothetical and there might be something else.  Maybe eternity is nothing, empty, space or even?

An interesting assumption; what if one suspended the fantasies, dreams and aspirations and on realizing them as markers to identify the source from whence they came, one can come to the observer of the ruminations and be in an empty kind of mind, not really empty, a sort of dynamic awareness without restraint of encouragement, but is devoid of thought as such.

Maybe this is the source of it all for this space is not bound by borders, fences or tethers unless one interrupts it with mind thought stuff.  In unlimited space there can be unlimited space for creativity to prove that the space is the reality of its foundation--- how can one then describe emptiness for the very attempt at this fills that space and it is no more.

So on with the dreams and all, however reminding oneself that they are mere contents of nothing solid and like water vapor and clouds seem to be and yet disappear and to reappear in endless shapes and sizes and yet they are still and are in reality just blown by the wind and that wind is the way.  So one can seek reality and identity in the illusions but that identity will only be as the substance of the illusion, an illusionary identity, a mere false passport.

The wind is the motivator that in its essence is ‘mind’ wind and urges and coaxes ‘dream stuff’ out of the void and so one may endeavor to seek solid identity out of the dreams and yet all that it will be is an expedient, transitory appearing real but at best a very monumental and seemingly convincing illusion.

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SHACK 227 GROUP SOUL

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Sometime back there was a theory that was called the ‘Noosphere Theory’ it related to many other ideas as well as its original conception.

The use I sort of put it too and the idea I gleaned from Pierre Teilhard de Chardin and his work ‘Cosmogenesis ‘and other works by several others namely V.I Verdansky on the Biosphere was that the layer of thought as in the theory which surrounded the Earth very much like the ionosphere and magnetosphere with a similarity to the auric sheaves around the human body and indeed all forms of creation were in fact the matrices of signal codes and information contained therein.

The fields I put forward in my version were as follows; they were umbrella like or rainbow ark like, each having strings like a puppet and on the end of the strings a life form, let us take just the human form.

The string went down to the human skull and was in energetic vibratory consistency and all the life experiences were transmitted to the collective in the Ark / Umbrella.  Each individual / soul gave to the collective group soul (The Ark) their experiences and so the group learned by these experiences and so hoped and hopefully advanced in the quality of the next incarnate adventure. This I covered in my favorite workshop ‘Pre-Life Agreements ‘.

I had an experience of the Umbrella Cloud of souls. I was in a dire situation whilst crossing a park near where I lived in a place named Colindale in North West London; I felt to be dying and in the sky was a huge black umbrella and suspended from the edges where the fabric is held by round bead like object, were strings with horrific skulls and they had the name of my deceased relatives on them, all had died with cancer and I at the time had suspected cancer as well, and then behind the umbrella was the figure of the traditional ‘grim reaper’ and he was coming towards me and groaning and wailing ‘caaancer-cannncer’ and I felt my time had come at the age of forty and in 1978. I knew in that moment that one of my reasons for incarnation which I dreaded (see my NDE) was to somehow clear the slate of this family curse, as my late brother and mother kept saying and grandmother perpetuated with tales of demons and ghouls.

One of the tales was that an Aunt had a caste in her eye and my grandma said it was the evil eye; we kids got sick when Aunty arrived, well for missing school though.  I then went to Sensei and said just before my Aunt arrives my Grandma rubs our wrists with butter, licks our eyelids and tells us to spit in four corners to get rid of the devil.

The butter on the wrists was to get rid of the ‘goolickers’ goodness knows what they are.

Sensei said your Grandma makes bullets for you to fire, Aunty not evil, Grandma puts idea into mind, make a mirror in your mind and say ‘mirror bright no dust can settle’ .  So we reflected back to Aunty and she got sick. We told Sensei and he laughed and said ‘ reflect back to Universe, Universe big laundry send dirty thoughts and evil ones, come back new and clean’ we did this and all was well.

So the umbrella collapsed and I began to heal and to realize that the family ‘ark’ the group soul can to some extent be assisted and it also means that the family should realize their karma and that one cannot always help the collective.

I have come across three of my ‘soul mates’ not in the usual meaning, there were no relationships either emotionally, sexually or obsessive in nature.  One can have same sex soul mates, opposite sex or even gay persons as soul mates whilst being hetro sexual, I've mainly felt androgynous most of my life.  Soul mates are spiritually from the same Ark and not necessarily blood family.

So from the Noosphere we may see world karma and maybe the rounds of incarnation are designed to help one ‘clear the slate’ however desire and personal ego can be so strong that the ark never evolves but perpetuates itself even further and clogs the slate and compounds it and it gets more gross and cumbersome and stuck in it’s own agendas whilst The Universe evolves and moves on to more expansive and wondrous ways.

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SHACK 221 NOT HERE PLEASE!

marcia  Hoeck

Sometimes when I go out and at times in my home I get shallow breathing and my abdomen tightens and my chest gets locked, the breath comes in short bursts.  Walking becomes hard and my heels thump hard on the ground and I have to remind myself to relax and walk heel and toe. Also some other symptoms are dizziness and almost to faint, I have to remain calm and to get back to full abdominal breath.  It is a panic attack.  There is anxiousness due to trauma and early childhood experiences, certainly it is improving with meditation and extending Qi Gong routines, although I break the routines occasionally, diet plays a real part and a practice of a special type of Qi Gong ‘fang song qui’ a kind of body scan and also a few mudra’s, these I do while walking or traveling. The traumas were when working in hazardous conditions, family traumas and childhood incidents mainly related to a broken home through parental break-up and poverty.

A pivotal and vital point in the above was my NDE in 1942 at the age of four. Recall in a recent meditation when it came spontaneously, it arose of itself, I did not seek it and feeling it as a child and in a child’s voice as it seemed audible.  The voice was frail, the facial features grimacing, eyes wide open looking everywhere for a threat and hands raised in horror and the child like voice wails ‘ Please I do not want to come to this place(Earth---I have explained my actual NDE experience many times in blogs and so on and there is a video of it with others, possibly still available and obtainable) it is cruel, solid, hard, cold and hostile, its coarse and not refined, please I am begging you, not again, what purpose and use am I to go to her’?

Yet I know in my heart of hearts I had to and have to live here, it hurts and everything I have dreaded I have experienced and for some unearthly reason I have to go through.

Maybe in another life I abused people and myself, maybe I am from somewhere else and was never an Earthly being and there was a being in the NDE who urged me and suggested to me to go to this place Earth and why he insisted for me to go I know not what to this day of making this article (May 3^rd 2017) it is still a mystery as to the whole episode.

Perhaps it being a mystery it keeps me going and not giving up, I am curious enough to know, for if not for the mystery my sojourn here would be boring and not productive. By logic alone I cannot solve it, it has to unravel itself, unfold and unfurl like a sail on a ship in the breeze and wind. For sure in quiet reflection, contemplation with meditation and a kind of knowing to keep on keeping on, it may reveal itself.

It may well be that if I knew the whole story, I would not be able to stand it, and it could be too much of a shock and trauma more likely not learn the lesson and so not expiate more debris and so purify, detox and cleanse.  The other salient factor is that it led to my 1967 writings, the workshops and clinic practices.

Certainly it is going out of my comfort zone and at times I have felt that God / The Universe does not care for me and I am in a dangerous world, left to fate, destiny is unkind to me and the devil is after me for deserting him and I feel unworthy through life’s experiences and so deserve to be punished. Perhaps I have to learn that is the ego that feels this and not the witness me.

These thoughts above I touched in my early years along with God / The Universe and that there is only Love in its pure form and the issue of the dark side versus the light side the classic battle was the crux of all Earthly existence.  Perhaps the Earth is a testing ground for some exalted plan.

Of course with the workshops and so on a lot was worked out there, the wars and ravages, the Forensic work with its horrors, the patients, the hundreds of workshop stories of suffering and of fun with the friendships.  All of this were and are lessons and I found that in the mirror of relations all and everything were and are my mentors and kind teachers, we share and teach others mostly what we need to know for ourselves---I am so deeply grateful and see now clearly that this is a learning and clearing time and this incarnation affords me the opportunities to do it---thank you whoever you were and are in my NDE that urged me to Earth, I may not know where I came from or where I may go to nor the complete purpose for being here but that is no longer an issue.

Yet in the duality of the above neither of these are the real me, there is the middle way in which there are no stories, this middle way is not comprised of stories, thoughts of any world or situation for it is the Mind of The Universe and it beckons one on when opportunities arise and one surrenders, then there is peace, one is not afraid, fear loses its grip as the super glue that locks tight and sticks itself and attaches itself to all the programmes which hamper and obstruct its freedom.

One does not have an identity to a set of mind patterns and fabrications, nether is one a babbling senile non entity, one is something else, not specific, yet more wholesome than can be explained.

This is what it is and stands alone body relaxed, mind without thought, alert agile and happy to be here or wherever.

Have you noticed how little thought intrudes when you are really happy and content?

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SHACK 222 COMING AND GOING

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Clouds come and go.  Never the same shape.

Delight in this spontaneity.  They follow the Way.

Photographs and Paintings.  Beautiful as they maybe, are not the same experience and feel.

They are the past-------gone by.

Experiencing for the first time is unique and original.

Trying to recapture that original feeling is labored and in vain.

Just a memory, a touch of that,  not the real original.

Holding fast to that memory, wonderful and pleasant as it may be.  Can deprive one of the next cloud.

Comparison denies one the new pristine experience.

This then is the lesson of attachment and rigid obstinate hard fastness.

Detachment has it; enjoy, appreciate then let go, clear and pure and so to the next and if there isn't a next enjoy that as well and let go of that.

Make space for the comings and goings.

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SHACK 223 SNARES AND TRAPS

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Hello here we go again.  The silence beckons me in with slow gentle contractions, while the ego tries to trap and snare me, like a pit concealed by foliage in the forest, deceiving as the ground looks safe and sure.

I am deceived in admiring the beauty of the world and the forest and lose my awareness and suddenly the trap is sprung, I fall through the foliage into the spiky pit, or I am snared and caught up in the net and immersed in the glamor and seduction of the fantasy of the unreal illusionary world which clutches me tightly until the awareness kicks in and the reality of the trap and snare are revealed and a tug of war ensues until the backdrop of the silence and the witness moves me to my real self and a wondrous nothing of everything.

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SHACK 224 WHAT IS THERE?

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What is there in this world to hold me so tight that I cannot leave it?

Leave it with tender memories and wonderful moments.

Money, wealth and fame all dreams gone past, health and longevity possibly a bonus with enlightenment another lure to ensnare.

So what is left?  The Self and what is that?  Ah only the Self knows that and what can be said about that?

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SHACK 225 PLENTY OF TIME

Bob Jones

You've got plenty of time, your young and you have the whole of your life in front of you to look foreword to and enjoy-----are you sure?

I am sorry to tell you, you have only three months to live -----maybe they are wrong.

Going to Mars or Jupiter is a two year or five year journey and you may not survive either way and all that you left behind will be gone.

So what do you do; cram as much as you can in the time left which is unknown in case one does not live long and do we know our allotted quota, do as much one can to ensure good health and longevity.  Take out every insurance, have a great time irrespective of the consequences, hope to get your body frozen so that all illness are eradicated and longevity would be the norm, have body bionics installed now, be cloned, be brain transferred onto a hardrive and live forever providing someone does not switch you off or there is no more energy to drive the hardrive, not knowing you are human but think you are.  Maybe we are already artificial intelligence designed in a matrix called The Universe; perhaps we are encapsulated in the mind of a dreamer.  So what is your response to all of this and more to the point does it matter.  Time is the space between thoughts----so be timeless, be that space, be empty, then will I exist if I am timeless, probably not as you are now.

Everything decays and its starts from the moment of conception so perhaps the secret is to let time pass by and like the plants, the clouds, the stars, suns and planets just live and grow with fun and relaxation enjoying the moment and not planning too much and allowing Life to live Itself out in the space it has and is called time.  Filling space creates time.  Holding onto time is futile, it cannot be grasped, the sands of time slip through the grasping fingers, watching time can be agonizing, and time goes on without one’s help and stops and begins irrespective of one’s efforts.

Is there a set time held in a book of life, or is it just as it works out in its own intrinsic way-----ah the mystery of life----who holds the key to this mystery-------why you of course.

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