SHACK 3056 MOTHER EARTH

Nemeses Now 

 When I was eleven years of age in 1949 my parents took me to the New Forest in Southern England and covers some of Hampshire and Wiltshire and is famous for its wild ponies and some horses and other wild life and part of it is a National Park. I do not remember what part our family was in.

This day the 14th August 2023 at the age of 84 three months short of my 85 year something brought back this memory with sharp pain and anguish. Occasionally over the years since Covid- 19 I wake up and deeply stretch and get this pain in my solar plexus and spreads to my abdominal region, the pain I realise causes me to stretch and after a while it subsides into a sort of deep peace.

Going back to the New Forest, I remember strolling and then running and I found myself in a sparsely kind of wooded thin trees very dark and almost round in a circle I was on the perimeter of the circle and at a distance on the other perimeter stood a dear sideways onto to me and then turned to look at me and I heard inside of me these words ' Geoffrey heed these words, Mother Earth is going through a lot of pain and many are harming Earth, love our Mother and try to be good to her and your family and friends' then it was all gone and now I wonder if it wasn't a psychic event, anyway I went back to the family and they were getting concerned to where I had got too. The words the deer had said were not words I usually heard but I somehow understood them, my family said I looked dazed and I tried to tell them and they said something like, great you saw a deer and I said is that what it was because I had never seen a picture of one before. As the years rolled by I forgot the incident until this day as above.

I asked the pain and went into it as I do a sort of 'inner scan' and waited without thought in a sort meditative mood so to speak, what is this pain telling me. After awhile I heard and felt this ' This the Pangs of Mother Earth crying, I heard the cries and a Mother Earth figure came to mind as tree and her leaves as her hair were blowing and I got this the Autumn of what is to come and I shuddered and the pain got intense and had to get up and go to the bathroom and do my my ablutions and I had this urgency to write this up. I felt the pain of mother Earth, it has left me in sadness and pain and if I could share this pain with her I will gladly do so.

As I have said in back articles, I did not want to come to Earth and in my NDE in 1942 pleaded with the being Joseph to let me stay as I somehow knew it would not be easy and it has been so. I am not a great walker or hiker and have spent long periods in nature and yet not as much as many in fact probably less than most, yet I love nature and I do not do a lot with nature, I don't grow veggies or plants and do not care for gardening, I do not have flowers in my home and I have bare walls and a few pictures and do not take any photos, in fact I have one old mobile phone with a clumsy camera and its blurry lens is not  the best and yet I love nature but seem to shun a lot things that people like doing in nature. 

Etsy

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These images above so kindly available in Google images somehow portray the agony of the rape of nature, maybe they do not to you. The first one says to me 'the winds of destruction are blowing and the mother tree is trying to hold onto her beauty and gifts and creation' the one above says, the autumn of our existence is here and I am bare and naked, raped and defiled', many will have their opinion and view on this. 

To sum it up; climate change is a natural phenomena, however humans are the main cause of the catastrophe(see www.geofffreed.com or online where I go into the details, such as the five extinctions, NASA and the solar planetary systems change and more) to end with I would like to offer this; 

There was a time when man took no more than he needed

That Time has gone

There was a time when he gave something back

That time has gone

There was a time when he worshipped the Creator and honoured creation

That time too has gone 

And now the waters are polluted and the natural resources are all but gone and creation is dying

It is a time to find our way back to Earth

Will we heed these words or ignore them

and my wish for you dear sisters and brothers and the children left to inherit what is left of their humanness

May the warm winds of heaven blow softly on your home and the Great Spirit bless all that enter there.

May your moccasins make happy tracks in many snows

and may the rainbow always touch your shoulder

Cherokee Blessings

SHACK

SHACK 3055 NOSTALGIA

The Atlantic

Sometimes I stare or gaze without any particular thought  or focus and then comes a sort wistful, pensive and slightly haunting melancholic recall of nothing particular. Then there comes the words from the ancient East perhaps the Buddha and certainly from the Quantum realm, everything is transient, passing by, ships that pass by in the night or morning mist without recognising fully that they were there and aware of their proximity or even themselves.

I feel regret for those things I never grasped and on reflection happy I didn't for I witnessed the possessive desire led in the end to disappointment and a poverish outcome.  I feel everything fades, doesn't seem to have real substance, the rose petal so red, lush and enticing, seductive and alluring and caught by its scent, like the male lust for the open vagina and the promise of the passion and relief after the passion subsides into a blissful sleep of contentment for the moment, for all things of this nature and hoarded materialism down to the finest jewels, opulent, sumptuous cuisine, luxurious vehicles and exotic partners and animals all have this 'fading effect' on me, as if part of me wanted and desired them and another part of me sensed that at sometime past, maybe another incarnation, a timeline of yester yore, a nostalgic fantasy or whatever.

Like a drowning person or falling mountain climber stretching vainly for a hand hold to stop the fall into a pit of nothingness or oblivion with all sorts of imagined horrors and to live a life thereon of utter desolation, darkness, terror and loneliness with no way out of the terror of such imaginative thoughts and feelings, fading, fading like Autumnal leaves, the fading youth of their blossom, gradually changing hue like make up to restore youthful countenance and the realisation of the former glory and then the leaf falls to the ground to shrivel and die, without regret, perhaps the leaf can do it but can I?

The leaf goes onto become part of the compost and offers itself unconsciously to this end or the beginning of being a constituent, a part of an ingredient of some other form that perhaps The Great Spirit is aware of in the Great Mystery of recycling and ecological makeup. And yet me reluctantly fading and knowing this and knowing this intellectually and logically, still stretches for this elusive hand hold to halt the decline into what is perceives through the ego is possible extinction and yet knowing there is never such a thing in the Universe however the Ego cannot get its head around its own demise and yet knowing its awareness of itself although like all egos is vague and yet domination and out of that seeming vague collection of being inculcated and the ability to reconfigure and compute trillions upon trillions of strategies, manipulations of the pixels of the stored graphics of the conditioning and programming of the brain washed and indeed brain soaked and besotted with its beliefs, codes, ethics and modes operandi that it takes upon itself this adamant belief that it is this ultimate reality and at the same instant a pushed back fear of denial of 'I am not sure of the surety of my ego or perceived self as a guarantor of everlasting life, safety and the feeling of loving myself, a narcistic assurance that always seems to fall short of the gaol that it sets itself'.

As I type this I get an uncomfortable feeling; I feel I need to comfort myself as I have exposed a deep embedded piece of the inculcation, the narcistic instinct of narcissism, I suspect many of the fabulous wealthy and dominant power and lust eugenics and despotic persons were so drilled by their inculcators  those that ruthlessly dominated their offspring or their wards to be like themselves and carry on the tradition and so on that they repressed and supressed their own buried emotions that they became who they were not.

However deep down in the undergrowth of the psyche, the unconscious and it has to have been unconscious otherwise this would have come to the surface long ago as it were and been recognised, owned and dealt with.  Thereon a silent deep emotional scenario; a deep disquiet can be felt at times as a disturbing feeling of 'somethings not right here' and yet it is never recognised beyond a feeling, a feeling without content, a feeling of something is lurking in the undergrowth and is a threat to the false self ego which appears as real and solid. What is there beneath the feeling which seems so ominous, so daunting and yet at some time or event that may cause an awakening and then start a search in order to face this feeling and dive into its origin.  

Until that awakening arises there is a cover up; there is a feeling of not being the real 'me' and so there is this lack of confidence, even to all, a confident, powerful being and so getting rewards through which ever way is commensurate to assure a feeling of being loved and self love and so narcissism.

As a therapist I have seen many times and in the mirror of my own lessons learnt from my work with people, I have often said that those sent to me at the clinic (never took money and did this after forensic employment I did get expenses if doing this abroad and away from public workshop presentations, I called this one to one's) 'that those that sought assistance with me were my teachers because their problem's often caused an awakening in me and that we teach that most which we need to learn'.  

Many times this 'pricked' or pressed buttons in me and I felt uncomfortable, I would feel an emotional 'loneliness' a hole that the ego brainwashed beliefs and values could not fill, I wanted food and plenty of it, sex with my partner, masturbation tendencies, war movies and at times porn and then when I had awakened to a point meditation. At times when having a 'so called wonderful meditation of a warm glow' I would desperately try to keep this feeling or the ego would rebel as it felt usurped in its dominance and then the ego would push my mind, its mind to replicate and desire this image, anything that the 'real experience as it were would never take foothold of its or my perceived mind that I perceived as me, who I was and my reality'. 

The stark reality of nostalgia that on looking back I feel it is and was a dream, yet the haunting memories of the scenarios fade as the autumn leaves die down and their colour fades and they fall to Earth and silently embrace their metamorphic transformation as in contrast the ego will fight to the 'nth degree' to cling and tighten its grasp, like the python and its coils ever tightening around the prey, squeezing the life out of the prey and to feed itself and be content and the ego likewise doing all it can for the renewal of life and keep the status quo a sort of homeostasis.

However the leaf surrenders itself , to the ego it must fight to the last, like the films of vengeance and dogged determination and see it through even if it kills me. And sometimes like the scorpion surrounded by fire will see there is no way out and surrender to another is not on and will commit suicide or cause a serious non curable illness or feel sorry and seem apathetic or even surrendering to a fate and getting its own narcistic emotion of ' oh poor me' the ego's cunning derived from self preservation is the masterful tactics learnt from life's experiences and inculcations, it becomes ultra street wise becoming any state of human evolution between royalty, highest priest, tycoon, hero and the lowest as seen and judged by humanity, the tramp, the alcoholic, the rapist, the murdering despot, the homeless, the poorest, the filthy and the despicable, those that love themselves in riches and being utmost depravity and all feeding of EMOTIONAL HIGHS and even the lows are preferable than peace and true tranquillity.

The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold

Since you went away the days grow long
And soon I'll hear old winter's song
But I miss you most of all my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall

I enjoyed the video and I remembered the first time I heard it sung by an old comedian and it reminded me of my shift by the Koan given to me by Sensei and his words' you will never see the world as before' and then work, travel, life as a human and seeing this as really not solid and here and that it will fade and trying to stop the ice cube from melting in my hand, forensics and death and crime, the madness and patients at the clinic 'mind fucked' and ME. Wondering like a child in a strange room 'where do I fit in' and then the beauty of the empty experience in meditation the true absence of all thought and the quiet mind and yet still the fading ego of autumn, the leaf of ego still trying to preserve even some resemblance of its former vitality and attractiveness and knowing falling into this peace and totally surrendering to 'no mind' and the peace that is beyond all human understanding is that contest between mind and no mind and even to have no mind at all.

SHACK

SHACK 3054 SANITY

Kyoto Butotokwai

I have written a lot about reality however even surmising reality is a word that has been programmed into the human mind, perhaps even the Eastern Empty Mind, God, The Empty Atom and the very existence of planets stars, Earth, us, is all a programme a subtle veneer that hoodwinked into us believing we are here and exist, maybe we are all on a hardrive, we are soft programmed to accept we are alive, like a person with Alzheimer's whose existence is where they perceive they are or maybe they are not self aware of their existence.   

Are we actually here?; We may feel we are, how do you know for sure, what we know for sure maybe another programme, another script, soft ware, AI, we maybe programmed we believe we exist and this can cause consternation.

We bang our hand and it hurts and to quote and depict this could be as below;

The Matrix

Even so are electrical signals real, can you see them, is this all programming to create the illusion of some sort of reality. Where did these signals originate from? Is this just another soft ware programme arising to fool us about our existence and how far down 'the rabbit hole' do we have to go to know there is nowt.

And frighteningly so even nowt can be a programme.

So who am I and what am I may not even be worth asking, maybe these are programmes to make us think we are an 'I' and maybe we have no identities at all as said way back, however the Identity of No Identity is just another you know what or do you?

SHACK

SHACK 3053 BEYOND THE BEYOND

    

Kyoto Butotokwai

What is sanity. Perhaps sanity is an agreement to preserve a modicum of law and order. Stepping out from the so called general accepted principles, morals and ethics and 'decent behaviour' seems to disturb peoples in many different cultures as if abnormal, kinky, LBGT and other sorts of so called unusual behaviour seems to threaten survival and yet many of the perceived threats are not what they may seem.

As I have shared in many articles what may seem one's reality when questioned deeply without fear and the very investigation in the first few instances may make one queasy and then on further steps take one to the realisation and the awakening I am a cloned mind and what I thought was the norm and reality turns out to be a dubious and shaky affair.

Where is this reality I had put my faith in, was it faith, did I believe it or was my faith and trust built up on my choice or I now realise with shock, trepidation and horror, I had no choice, was not given choice and what's more no alternative was there or suggested.

I could have gone mad at this a sort of mind racing around, physical giddiness, loss of sleep and appetite and taken to distraction to quench the fire of fear as I faced no man's land, who am I became an anathema, a repugnancy as I realised I had been cloned, someone else's ideas forcibly impregnated on an innocent mind not necessarily by brutal intimidation although there are some cultures which do so but by loving constant repetition and demonstrative life styles. 

To add to this the study of the atom and beyond intellectual and academic comprehension of the zero, vacuum, the quantum realm that snobbish academics and boffins like to use mysterious words and mathematical configurations and like a foreign language and medical huge words describing something that is indescribable and the bearded bespectacled professor looking sternly over their  pinc de neys and because we do not understand their lingo they assume their meaningless phrases and equations make them feel superior and an assuage for their cover up over their awakening to not really understanding anything of their pontifications at all and many end up in distraction as well.

I have also written many, many times about the running from the gap of realisation as 'there ain't no such things as reality' at least in describable terms'. Then the frantic pursuit to find  something, anything to act as a salve, 'goddamitt there must be some tangible reality or explanation in this whole dam fucking universe!!?' Unfortunately there is no such thing, never the less the anxious ego frantically hanging onto its perceived and inculcated 'stuff' keeps on relentlessly causing anxiety, mental illness, alcoholism, sexual depravity, anger, threats to bring the world to an end and in this sleepless nights in which the mind is determined to -----there must be an answer and what is beyond the known, beyond the beyond.

Until one can lay down the quest and realise the wild goose which could be described as foolish and hopeless search or pursuit of some thing unattainable or some physicists searching for the hypothetical particle and some even dying or committing suicide or going 'stark raving bonkers' which could explain why so many academics and spiritual seekers seem to many to be eccentric and quirky.       

Idiosyncrasy maybe another way of relieving or demonstrating that what seems normal ain't   so and behind the facade, behind the mask is a an accepted sort of reality which when investigated seems to be false and so humanity has been living an illusion and been deluded into thinking and believing there is a solid reality maybe diverse in culture, a variation on a theme, bang the solid wooden or metal table and oh so real, investigate what it is made of down to the atomic levels and our flesh bodies and see how our beliefs in the tangible solids can go?

Many years back when the atom was split many scientist had problems mentally as described by Fritzof Capra in his very first edition of The Tao Of Physics, unfortunately the later editions took out the meditative and spiritual likenesses and put in hard science. My cousin Professor Cyril Woolf (deceased) testified this to me and I was able to help him with meditation and sharing's. This was just after I had my shift with my Sensei's Koan in 1959, story some articles back.

The shift in 1959 did not alleviate the quest but showed me that there is another dimension or space, a separate reality and yet not separate at all and Sensei's words to me ' it is a shame you could not be in Japan and in a Zendo, sit down have a cup of tea, the world will not seem the same to you anymore' How right he was.

Perhaps an old film 'Mind Walk' may just assist a little, or 'What the Bleep' and then again may add to the confusion of what is and isn't?

                                                   SHACK

 

 

SHACK 3052 MYSTERY ----REALLREALLYY !!!?

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THEY SAY LIFE  IS 

A MYSTERY ?

WELL YOU SHOULD KNOW

YOU ARE A PART OF IT!!!?

SHACK

 

SHACK 3051 LIFE ABUNDANT

Unity Consciousness

Long ago I contemplated the Holographic Universe, The Intelligent Universe and so on and then this led to chakras, etheric field, auras and so forth.

I felt deep within that we are created out of a matrix of a vibrating field of energy whatever  energy is and I feel energy is consciousness, indeed energy powers consciousness, it is life and life is the expression of consciousness which is the fount of supreme Intelligence.  Consciousness is aware of Itself as awareness, self aware of Itself as Self. Therefore the Universe which is the 'pictorial' scenarios of form collated by frequencies which are commensurate and concomitant to that particular aspect in Creation.     

Indeed the Universe is a conscious living Being and fully aware of Its Creation. Leading on from this I feel that every planet has a unique vibratory signature a central core frequency like a seed which contains its information and unfolds as required by that particular formulae of Itself. I feel that so called gaseous planets have life forms of fine ether(from the Latin upper or bright air) of vibrating auric frequencies which are out of the range of human senses as such. They are energetic life forms which have their lives in these planets and on so called outer planetary rock forms and this applies to Stars, Galaxies and so forth. Some people with psychic abilities can correspond with these life forms. 

Every facet in Creation has its 'portion and ratio' that is allotted by the Supreme Intelligence. Everything in the Universe is alive and Intelligent.

Human ego has it that humans are the only intelligence and matter is just dead and atomic without any life of their own and that we arrange atoms by means of Colliders and various machinery, the Universe came from a Big Bang and was an accident that self arranged Itself through trial and error and no plan or guidance and this eventually formed Itself into the Universe and humans are separate apart from our atomic structure which is 99.99 empty of form accept whizzing energetic particles to which can appear as waves or matter. So evolution is a 'crap shoot' and is just another self organising thing without any guidance from an Intelligent Being.

Well is this the choice and for you decide, add or play about with.  

SHACK 

SHACK 3050 EVERYWHERE

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Like a fish in water does it feel the ocean is its Life support or an animal feel it is alive because of oxygen, they seem to go about their lives as do birds and trees and all other life forms. 

OK so one may say well we humans are self aware and supposedly one step up the ladder of evolution so are we aware of our life, maybe about our thoughts and life style and other experiences that shape our lives.

What about our awareness as to feeling Life beyond thought. It is said we move, live and have our being in God, Spirit The Creator and Source of Life. God is omniscient, omnipresent and omnipotent then how is it many of us have to pray to God and seek God if by example we like the fish and animal are just being in its natural environment, further more the fish out of water may gasp and die and then realise in some fashion what its life and environment had been and the animal dying of a an arrow or bullet.  We may also realise and fight for our lives experiencing suffocation.

So all of the above indicates the environment we live in but what of sensing that which created the environment? As a human and like many of us we are besotted and addicted to and used more or less a constant stream of mind chatter like a tape of chattering thoughts and many times not always aware this underground river is pulsing away and much of the content is brainwashed and programmed with a conditioning to react and judge via the background cacophony going on. This constant barrage is continuous even when into distraction via films, sport and sleep. The brain has become an out of control computer with stored experiences and ploys and entangled deployments of strategies, coping mechanisms and a collective environment of mind stuff named ego, the hardware and soft ware of Life ah la human planetary idioms. fashions and an addicted human collective field named the collective unconscious. There are certain markers named by psychiatrist, philosophers and all that academic pontifications such as Jung's hierarchical and archetypical categories  be that as it may, would it or could it be possible to 'peep behind the curtain' and apart from sleep, hypnosis, or other states of consciousness and go further, beyond, behind or up and down for the experience of the peep is or has no definition because it is beyond though, logic or any other intellectual propensity.

It is said that during meditation which is when mindfulness stops and a natural mind awareness 'drops' in then there is peace and calm and it feels like something that the mind cannot or ego conjure up, it is a natural cessation of thought brought about by the awareness recognising the essence of Itself when reason and logic collapse and there is no thinking mind present, there is an emptiness full of whatever is.

So who do we pray too when we are in the bosom of life?; I think it is the ego suffering because it finally realises it is on a slippery slope and has no real substance it realises it has been programmed and inculcated and as such it did not acquire what it thinks is it but was taught by hand me downs and other persons ideas of ancient and deeply implanted as to appear rock safe and unchangeable.

Then there comes a time in evolution when evolution Itself feels the dreariness, stalemate, decay, stagnation and then descending into chaos and in that chaos the sell by date material is broken up, recycled and chance for something original emanating from it.

Actually that chaos is the field where there is every possibility and probability and allowing it to present It's manifestations without thought, attention without intention and what had appeared to be chaos was the Creators fount bringing forth its forms and the dead ego as it were is out of the way by the chatter of its past incarnation and unblocks the Creative Intelligence of Spirit to pour through Unimpeded.

So to know the Source is to go beyond thinking not by suppression and clever mind games but to Be still and know that peace that goes beyond all human understanding. 

SHACK  

 
 

SHACK THE ESSENCE OF THE ESSENCE

Brainy Quote

When I sit quietly and I begin to relax and my breathing becomes shallow and my body seems to sink into a 'pit' of comfort then I can feel the blood and chi doing their circulatory tours and all is quiet and light and peaceful and then there seems to be something exquisite so delicate and subtle it is like a refill of some mind energy beyond brain and to do with awareness, it as if awareness and presence and the very substance of mind, it feels like consciousness Itself is renewing its presence as it were and this Self at its most intricate and auspicious capacity and saying 'I am Life, I am renewal, I am'. 

SHACK

 

SHACK 3048 HELD BY

Deepak Chopra

Going beyond thought is not suspending or supressing thought, thought is emanating from ideas and experiences and is always in the past. Being an observer without bias, which is tricky at first because thinking is a habit and one becomes addicted to this habit as an athlete in their movements of practice or an alcoholic as a survival and assistance from trauma. All are learned responses and reactions from the past and become the blueprint to the future. 

It is possible by cultivating looking without bias and attention with intention that an experience of thought and its content of emotions and feelings become as a thin layer of living, it becomes like gossamer, light in texture, tenuous and illusionary in consistency without real substance and not being sleepy or in a trance one seems to become peaceful, alert, relaxed and all senses present but not disturbed and then  it is just 'space' an endless ocean of presence, awareness of awareness and no thought present.

This seemingly ocean of 'nothingness, emptiness' is not suppression of mind or a hypnotic trance or a conjured up egoic memory digital facilitation to trick the observer into believing they are fooled by Ego AI or Ayahuasca or such like, but one feels in their whole being this is consciousness and awareness aware of Itself, one feels one is the Self.

From this Ocean of dynamic potential seemingly empty it is the cradle and womb from which everything and anything emerges and subsides too.

The Universe is not so much expanding it is the manifestations arising from it and in prolific abundance that gives the impression of expansion, the something's coming out of nothing is just adding to what is and what will be recycled into the Ocean of Nothingness to become something.

What a lovely Koan; something arises from nowhere what is it?   Should you attempt an explanation the Zen teacher will use their stick(kyosaku, keisaku) this not only to wakes one up in the Zendo(  I use to  use a stick on my trapezius as it stimulates the blood flow to the head and relieves tension from sitting too long) I do not use them anymore.

Remember all explanations reside in the memory and is the past. endeavouring to explain is to be sure and run away from the emptiness, the rational mind needs an explanation, the awareness does not. So the emptiness of the thoughtless mind is consciousness which has its own intuitive and seemingly magical beingness and is satisfied to be without rhyme or reason.

Can you be nowhere in nothing without needing reassurance, this is not a physical location It has no location at all---another Koan.

SHACK

 

SHACK 3047 YOU

                                                                                                                               FREE PICK

ARE YOU THERE

IF YOU ARE 

WHO ARE YOU ?

SHACK 

Should try to define yourself then remind yourself you are obtaining this information from your beliefs which are shaped by your inculcation. SHACK

SHACK 3046 RITUAL

PERTH CIRCUMCISION UNIT

It was an honour I was told to hold my baby great nephew whilst he was being circumcised, no one else was available because the other males were not eligible. Others were not eligible, there is some law or rule. It has to be a man who has not done this honour before.

I am not debating whether it is right or wrong for the male Jewish baby should be circumcised or not. I did not want to do this holding of the baby named ( Jewish Hebrew name for holing person is Sandek ) and the mohel is the man performing the circumcision and I was pleaded with by my nephew to do it against my better judgement.

I did the deed and marvelled at this tiny being was like holding a buzzing energetic body, the mohel happened to be a Jewish doctor from one of the A and E hospitals, he gave the baby wine from his fingers and so the baby was partially dozy I think, I did not feel the pain of the baby. There were people present who did not think I should have that honour, however due to circumstances I was the one.

I wondered how this young life would pan out; you know by now about my views on brain washing and inculcation. This is and your choice of name were the first post womb experiences, apart from the first breast feed.

I feel that female and male circumcision is imprinted somewhere in the aura and psyche and maybe have a very deep significance, I certainly feel there is a deep buried unconscious trauma attached to this. Regarding female circumcision and the women who have experienced this either in young years and later have been deeply traumatised especially when they get it done in later years. I have spoken to many with many who have this done to them. To me I feel of course there was no choice (or if one feels there are pre life agreements or contracts, maybe so, for me I am sure there are some sort energetic soul level something's, but maybe not in specific details) and with many spiritual so called I prefer in this case not spiritual but religious, although according to some Jewish law the foreskin can be a trap for bacteria and so on and sand of the desert is a factor in many Eastern religions getting and irritating the foreskin and the Jewish Law it is a covenant  between God and oneself.

By the way the foreskin is planted or buried near a tree and in one tribal ritual is eaten by the grandparents. There is nowadays a leaning towards non religious circumcision and females in the Jewish tradition can a have ceremony with prayer and celebration and is not a circumcision and is the equivalent to the male barmitzva when they are fourteen years of age, whether this is due to the menstrual cycle I am not sure but girls can have their menstruation at earlier ages.

Whether female or male circumcision is for hygiene, religious or any other reason is not for me to judge, I would say that since my grand nephew was held by me on that day, I have only seen him four times, the last about eight years back due to a rift in the family relationships and by some because I am not doing the religious thing. 

I am sometimes referred to as an Ietsism or Agonistic theism. All I feel is to pray and meditate and give thanks three or more times a day. My food prayer ' I stretch or cup my hands over the food,(I do this in restaurants café)  then I say silently or aloud ' May everyone have water to drink, food to eat of the best nutrition and safety possible and peace and goodwill come to Earth. Thank you, bless this food',

SHACK