SHACK 4017 WHAT FOR?

 

Contract Vector 

I don't remember signing any contract or agreement to be born to Earth and my parents. All I remember was my NDE where I wanted to go into the light and was 'persuaded' by a being named Joseph (see back articles)I do remember not wanting to come to this planet after seeing it in minds eye or wherever I was as an entity of some sort a nebulous awareness without any cohesive idea of who or what I was or where I was. 

BBC

The vision I saw was more blue and green and I really fought and really resisted coming to Earth as if I somehow knew it would not be pleasant. Yet somehow Joseph convinced me to agree to incarnate here. Almost immediately trauma began with illness, family tension and just plain fearing my stay here. I felt let down and was not listened too when I described my NDE experience and was told it was a bad dream although I died and came back. It was not until the fifties that I learnt of NDE experiences and got on the TV and made a DVD with others did I have a common experience (all this in back articles and more).

Buddhist Society

It was through Sensei and Sifu and my going to Samye Ling in 1967 that I began to understand what it might have been and in a retreat I went through the classic Bardo elements (note the swastika is reversed and in the East a very powerful spiritual symbol---Hitler's interest in mysticism and the occult he reversed it and it caused negative and destructive influences) I later on went to do presentations in my workshops on Pre-Life agreements and it was one of the most popular ones and drew in many participants.

Aby Vohra

Having 'retired from workshop presentations, lectures, healing session and clinic with patient and clients and all work as such for the last eighteen years I have shifted many times into areas of 'less thought but deeper insights' and despite all I have been through and ingested I seem to be now seeing all those insights and experiences as slightly absurd, not making much sense and feeling they were signposts on the way and now not appropriate or fitting the purpose of which I was originally was in, they seem laborious, the right diet, the correct mediation, the endless internet Gurus, the right discipline, the right this and that and then, I was supposed to make an agreement in order to learn or go through now this evident to me past karma and unfinished business, I've no idea accept odd notions who I was before this life or lives, just vague innuendoes. I am disrespectful of my past insights and laugh; this bag of flesh and bones a remarkable amazing body a gift from 'where' the womb of the Universe, from the nothingness of Space for what for? It decays like everything else, it is a lesson in impermanence and transience, why do I have to take such great care of it? The endless advice on the right vitamins, health issue's, doctors and media warnings over the health, the NHS in the UK and yet natural and simple herbs and natural foods with remedies not encouraged, so is there a right or wrong way?

Baisao

Like Baisao the travelling Buddhist monk who sold tea and some say was the father of the tea ceremony and also one of the ten Ox Herding pictures that my mentors favoured was the last one (there are differing versions of these) this was named 'Returning to the City with Bliss bestowing Hands'

So I apparently signed up for the 'job' went through hell and high water, witnessed an amazing life up until 2002 and then the doing turned more to being and mainly doing from being and now I laugh as it all seems so absurd, the complications, the preparations, the sifting and sorting out, the claims of stem cells which rejuvenate and I have seen some neighbours spending a lot of money on them and they do seem to work, I see a Shaman promising his diet to grow a new body and it seems to work and some do not, I do not seem to meditate, it just happens and I ask why was all this needed. Perhaps I had to do all this in order to give it up, I feel empty but full, I have no ambition and wonder what I am doing here, I feel a lot of joy and bliss at times and I cannot control the laughter at the striving of the world and myself holding onto the melting ice cube. Yet in spite of all the strivings, misgivings and pain and suffering, something keeps this faltering body going for seemingly no reason at all and it all seems a waste of time and yet it isn't and the paradox no longer fascinates me so much and like a see-saw I seem to be in the middle which is neither Yin or Yang, I seem to laugh at the crazy game that Life is and in the end the body goes, so do some minds, the 6^th extinction is on the way, the world is perishing if we continue exploit it and space filling up with human junk named satellites and leaders of the world coining in millions with corruption and their transhumanism, eugenic technocracy and I do not seem to care and yet I do and still I like the elite sit here in my small flat seemingly just letting the world go by they are billionaires and I get by and am doing what I am being. The paradoxes of this world, the natural Koans of life just seem natural and I giggle and swear a lot and I am losing the plot, the plot being the mad world of hoarding that which rusts, moths and decays and the rust the more your are envied, ah well I suppose I am glad to have signed up only to end the agreement when the time comes---however the end clause of the contract is; have you really done what you have signed up for!!!? Well if I knew what I had signed up for I could answer that, things are not straightforward as that in this Earthly sojourn and then again we are supposed to have free will and now I am wondering what do with it? Actually as there is no forthcoming answer to coming to mind, I simply do nowt.

Mamietitine

SHACK  aka GEOFF

i HOPE YOU UNDERSTOOD THE article cos i didn't  ---cheeky