Indigo children

... and zen, this seems to be the post where you started mocking my thoughts and ideas and they are after all just thoughts and ideas which are surfacing in my mind right now, and it's all open to discussion and constructive criticism. Mocking and belittling these ideas however i find unwelcome, unconstuctive and pointless.
And here you make it personal indeed:

... maybe you could back this up by saying what it is you think i am exactly,... and what it is you think i'm pretending to be ...exactly, because it seems you're accusing me of something ... but not saying what that is.
If you don't agree with anything i say zen, then make a valid argument against it if you wish ... otherwise, simply leave it and don't take it on board. A few lighthearted jibes are fine if you wish to imply you think something is stupid in your eyes .. i can deal with that happily, but your sarcasm and mocking has surprised me. I didn't expect it from you.

Anyway, i've been researching more about the plieades ... mythology mostly. Maybe i'll write some conclusions if or when i find any. But if my thoughts are going to be condemned even before i write, then i guess i shall not bother.

 

Liquidlight, I was trying to have some fun with you, and in no way did I intend or expect you to feel "mocked." I'm sorry you took it that way. I have immense respect for your perceptions and views, as I think I've shown on lots of occasions.

My actual intention was to poke a bit of fun at what I perceived to be your tendency to come up with a complicated attempt at explaining how the woman and her sister could have supposedly seen the Pleiadian spaceship, when it really seemed to me that you just didn't quite believe that it happened, or at least didn't happen literally and materially the way the woman reported it. And if you had come out and stated your opinion that way, I would have had no problem with it. It's hard for me to believe too, though I've seen miracles happen through positive affirmation, and it seems to me that such a miracle might even be possible in the case of the Pleiadian spaceship. Of course I might have still argued for the literal and materialistic reality, just to see if any new and interesting views came out of it.

I get sensitive sometimes too - though I generally try to gloss it over with a humorous deflection or some bit of distractive nonsense. Maybe that makes me more cowardly than you, since you took me on head-on

 

I'm glad you addressed this liquidlight. It seems this kind of thing happens alot on discussion boards, and it's almost to be expected. There's the outward communication but then the message that comes through loud & clear is: I think you're full of shit, I think you're a liar, I think you're stupid, I think you're deluded, I think you're beneath me, I think you're fake, I think you're less than me, or I generally resent you. When it's a "double" communication like that it's passive aggressive (if not just full out aggressive) and just feels nasty. It oozes negativity to try to get a one-up on someone because deep down they feel "less than" themselves.

And zengizmo... I must say that I didn't sense you were joking. Maybe you were partly joking, but the negativity beneath that did come through, in response to me and to liquidlight. It's no secret that you feel unhappy and you were pretty open in writing about that. I'm really glad you were able to talk about your sensitivity and being passive agressive about it.

Also, liquidlight, I wanted to say that I know what you were referring to when talking about the experience of aliens or whatever. There are a lot of different ways of looking at something and explaining what's going on there. Is this really happening as it looks to my eyes? Or is this something that's a projection of my own mind? Is it "within" or "without"? Is it a paradox? The beauty of having an open mind is that we can consider things from different perspectives and not limit our awareness to any one of them, but hold them gently and consider the possibilities. When we remain open like this we start to get a sense that, as Hamlet put it, "There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of in your philosophy."

 

You're right.

LOL

I'm all darkness and evil, and you're all light and goodness. It's that simple.

 

And there is no sarcasm or anything passive aggressive here?

 

I'll show you mine if you'll show me yours.

 

Yeah. sensitive. We're all sensitive creatures.

...let's turn the page eh.

In a very simple way i'm seeing the pleiades as corresponding to the crown chakra. The portal in the sky = the portal in my head. It's that simple. A macrocosm and microcosm of the same thing, both coming into conciousness at the same time. This also comes at a time when i've been recently focusing on my inner body ... entering an inner universe seems to correlate with entering an outer one.
Anyway i'll get back to this.

I found a nice Navajo creation myth to be getting along with:
HARMONY IN THE SKY (a Navajo Indian legend)

Long ago, in the time before the world was finished, there were no stars in the sky. The gods talked about what to do with the sky. This was a time when Black God, born of fire, walked into the hogan, a dwelling made of logs and mud, to talk with the other gods. On his ankle, he wore a band of six sparkling stars.

The other gods admired the sparkling particles that Black God called Dilyehe (Pleiades).

Then, in a display of fierce power, Black God stamped his foot, and when he did, the six stars on his ankle leaped to his knee. When Black God stamped his foot a second time, the stars moved to his hip. The others watched, wondering what would happen next, and when Black God stamped a third time, the stars leaped to his shoulder.

Black God looked at the others. "Once more," he said, "once for each direction of the winds," and this time when he stamped, the stars jumped to his temple.

"Here they shall remain," he said.

Now Black God looked up at the Dark Upper, the name the gods had given to the sky in those days when not a single light shone there. Black God reached into the pouch of fawn skin he carried and took out a single crystal.

"I shall decorate the sky with my crystals," he said. "Instead of a blanket of darkness, the sky will be a work of art. This will be my gift to the world."

Then Black God reached up and placed the crystal he held in the northernmost corner of the Dark Upper. "This will be North Fire," he said, "and this star shall never move," and to this day North Fire, or Polaris, remains, firm and still, a guide to all travelers.

Next Black God placed seven crystals in the sky near North Fire. First he placed Turning Male and then Turning Female, and these began at once to circle the steady North Fire. Following these, each crystal Black God placed in the sky moved in their tracks.

Then Black God turned and placed five crystals in the eastern sky. "Man With Feet Spread," he announced, and in the southern sky he placed First Big One and then Rabbit Tracks, making up what we know as Scorpio. In the south and west he carefully placed more crystals, and the constellations known as Horned Rattler, Bear and Thunderbird were born.

Next Black God touched the stars that decorated his left temple. Then once again he reached into his pouch, and this time he took out six crystals to place in the sky, a copy of the constellation he wore on his temple, Dilyehe.

He reached in one more time, and in his hand he held thousands of tiny, glimmering crystals. These he tossed into the sky and said, "Here is that which waits for the dawn," and the Milky Way snaked across the sky.

Proud of his star patterns, Black God stood back and admired the way these designs lighted the sky. But a moment later, just as he was enjoying the beauty, Coyote looked up and said: "What's that? Ridiculous. You should have asked for my opinion before you tried to design this part of the world."

"Quiet, Coyote," someone said, for everyone knows Coyote always meddles in business that is not his own; he is forever upsetting and unsettling those around him, changing the world so that the orderly turns disorderly, calm transforming to chaos.

"What is this?" Coyote asked again as he studied the corners of the Dark Upper.

"These are beautiful patterns," Black God said, "patterns that will guide the way of life for those on Earth."

By this time Black God was sitting, resting from his hard work. He sat with his legs crossed, the pouch of crystals beside him. Suddenly, before Black God realized what was happening, Coyote lunged forward to snatch the pouch from the ground.

"I'll show you a beautiful sky," he howled, and he opened the pouch and tossed the entire bag of crystals into the sky. Then he blew with all his strength so that the thousands of little beams of light began to dance across the sky. They moved in wild waves across the dark expanse, twirling and tumbling in a crazy jumble of glitter, filling the sky with more and more light.

The gods were horrified at Coyote's actions. Now that the sky was a jumble of confusion, they decreed these many stars of Coyote's design would have no names, and in this way the trickster god would be punished. After all, Black God's orderly stars each had a name, a special place in the sky, a place designed for it and it alone.

But Coyote didn't care. He opened the pouch again and looked inside one last time, and spied in there a gleam of light. "This will be my star!" he exclaimed, bringing out the last gleaming crystal. This time, instead of tossing it carelessly into the Dark Upper, instead of blowing randomly upon it and watching it dance, he followed Black God's lead and carefully placed his crystal in the southern sky.

Some call this star the Monthless Star, visible only a few days in the year, but most know it as Coyote Star, symbol of disorder. Life, the people say, sometimes is orderly and predictable, just the way Black God believed it should be. But life can also be chaotic, unpredictable and disordered -- Coyote's way.

The Navajo people study the sky to understand their world, and when Dilyehe, Black God's constellation that we know as Pleiades, appears in the evening sky, the people welcome it back, celebrating it as a symbol of harmony and balance, a joyful time.

 

Just call me "coyote pup."

Oh and bluesafire, there's a tiny bit of one-upmanship in that statement. I guess I'm required to declare my negative motivations on this thread.

 

Sorry zengizmo, I just don't feel like playing this game with you. And maybe I am feeling a bit sensitive right now and that's one of my biggest challenges... how to remain personal and intimate while at the same time not take things personally. But at times I just feel like... why can't people just be nice?? But mostly they can't. And that's just the way it is. And then there's all this sarcasm and little digs and "joking". And maybe if I wasn't feeling sensitive right now and taking things personally it would just roll off my back, so to speak. I even wrote something on another board about the ego reacting to images and it was a great insight, but then what happens if not the ego in me just comes to the surface and reacts to the very insight I had about it. LOLOL!! Anyway, back to my point... yeah I had one somewhere in there... I don't want to play this game even if it is just a game. You're not required to declare anything, but then you already knew that. Go on doing your "thang" zengizmo and I'm sure there will be plenty of people who will keep talking to you and participating with you. I personally think I need a nice long break from the internet.

Ciao

 

Agreed... it's written like a Scientology test or something... everything relates to you, omfg. Simple Forer Effect... not everybody who reads it thinks they're an indigo, but a substantial percentage do, based on the fact that not only is it a poorly-worded concept that already fits a lot of people who would be into the subject matter, but that it carries some New Age "street cred" or something. What that balls into is this: If the indigo child concept is really legitimate, it is being overshadowed by a great number of people who claim the concept due to a personal desire to be cooler than they think they are.

 

Haha 'GOTCHA'! .. i just knew you'd identify with that

Dark is unknown but was never evil

This was an interesting titbit:
"Native Amercians believed in constellations and created ancient star maps. Legend has it that they exist at the center of the Earth or 'Turtle Island'. That beyond them was the sky and that beyond the sky were dimensional portals or sky holes. Beyond the dimensional portals was an area that they call the 'Ocean of Pitch', were the beauty of the night sky and the galaxies spun out towards them. Beyond that were the boundaries of the universe. And that set along the rim at the boundaries of the universe were 4 different extraterrestrial groups."

 

you know it's interesting that when I mediatate to rest I go into what I call the void. It's pure nothingness... just darkness and it's the most restful thing I've ever experienced. it's as restful as the center or that creative force is filling if that makes any sense?

 

Whoa, blues!!!!! You can't go now, you were just starting to sound human!!!!

Okay, so now you're down on yourself it makes me feel like telling you a coupla thangs. One is, you remind me so much of my spirit guide Emily that I'm just about positive you're in mental contact with her and you two are in cahoots. Another is, you have one of the most subtle and nuanced minds I've encountered, and you're extremely articulate about expressing those nuances. I was truly marveling at those conversations you and LL were having. There are times that I might even be interested in joining conversations like those in the same spirit, but I just couldn't get interested enough this time. Too pissed off, probably.

Sarcasm and little digs and joking...the term I use is "having fun." There's no playing without tension, without some form of conflict.

But I'm sure you knew that... In fact, part of me thinks that just maybe that was a fact you were here to remind me of. Also something about being human. Which by the way, I certainly am NOT, so don't ever accuse me of it.

So if you must take a break, then fine. Ciao, buona sera, arriva derci, nolo contendre.

Actually there were a few times there when I was thinking maybe I needed an Internet break. LOL But maybe you knew that, too...

 

Yeah, I was wondering if that was part of the reason for that story...

Dark is unknown, unknown is scary, scary is evil. Hmmm, maybe I skipped an equation or two.

The dark isn't even nothing, really - even if it contains no matter, it's still space and time. Whatever spirit is, I think it exists in a dimension that isn't space and isn't time, and has complete access to every part of the physical universe all the time. This idea will be the basis of my church. Not sure what to make of this "Ocean of Pitch" thing though I guess the extraterrestrial groups thing is interesting and appropos to the Pleiadian thing.

 

The void...now that sounds more like what I was saying to LL about the dimension of spirit.

 

the indigo child has strong inclinations to be wild and free . how can we help these children ? i stand as a warrior for them . our sign of oneness is five - the open hand , palm thrust strong and forward , the fingers wide apart . when we speak together , it is creation song . we have words of a beautiful light and all of life speaks .

 

Hello, beautiful words

I'd like to share this with the posters here also;

Far in a past time, lost in the space time,
the Children of Light looked down on the world.
Seeing the children of men in their bondage,
bound by the force that came from beyond.
Knew they that only by freedom from bondage
could man ever rise from the Earth to the Sun.

Down they descended and created bodies,
taking the semblance of men as their own.
The Masters of everything said after their forming:

"We are they who were formed from the space-dust,
partaking of life from the infinite ALL;
living in the world as children of men,
like and yet unlike the children of men."

 

Yes, the void is the unmanifest...formless and spirit. Light is creation and form... the universe.
Yet the void is also the moment, the now, which feels like death because our past and future (which 'identify' our 'life') cannot exist in the now. Duality cannot exist within a singularity. Yes it's scary. And spiders are scary ... but not evil.
Becoming spirit ... becoming one ...a singularity, was the most terrifying thing i ever did because i just didn't know what was going on. My mind wanted to understand but couldn't, yet in doing so, in surrendering to that irresistable pull ... worlds didn't collapse and fold in on themselves, everything was still there (albeit somewhat transparent), rather though that a split in my psyche had been healed and resolved. ... a split which represented my illusion of separation. I never was two, i was always one. I was the void.

But in facing this unknown, how did i deal with my fear of something which i felt would annihilate me, take me over and possess me, destroy my identity and 'take my life'. How did i face my fear of death?
- Well the main way was in constantly telling myself that i was spirit and nothing could ever hurt or destroy me, and another was in telling myself that there was nothing 'out there' that i wasn't also.

 

This is something I've felt at times, but had forgotten for some time until you described it here. It's a vague feeling to me, not one that I feel close enough to that I could claim to have even wrestled with it, and yet now that you got me to think about this, I realize that there IS some part of me that struggles with this, and I wonder if this fear is exerting subconscious pressure to keep me in duality mode.

You have a way of zeroing in on issues that grab me and make me think, LL. I might be doing some meditating about this one on the commuter train.