A New Model for Our Times
A group of the paying public recently cut their teeth deep in the bush, in an experience of living their way with as much traditional input from goori's that could then be tolerated by the community. By the end, there was some resistence to following some of the protocols held to traditional ways of thinking, and only time will reveal whether the old or new will survive the change up coming on us all, from all over the world. As consciousness itself seems to have grown, it has become apparent that the present system of governing and of living was unsustainable, so putting a new front on an old building will not do to shore up a system going to hell for its lack of humanity, sharing and caring that naturally exist in life. We all know that such a system must end, despite the resistence to see this from the media itself as part of the problem of business focussed on money as the bottom line. To us the public, it is Love that is the underlying warp and woof of our reality, not the greed, dread and fear promoted by business forcing people inwards to the small self who think there is still life left in the old model. There is no hope for a system that is out of sync with creation itself. There are enough aware and awake people on the planet who do not participate in the visions and dreams of a mad world bent on taking the rest of humanity to hell and back if there is money to be made. Or those trying to get others to prop up big business who have insulted their customers, and continue to ignore putting them actually first. To these big business we all say, good riddance for the lack of respect shown to the rest of us, and goodbye to a model cut off because of the love of money over love to humanity.
The new model is based on the old tribal life as found still in some parts of the world, that is atuned to natural lore over man made law. It works and flows, and by fitting the new model back to the old, we assure ourselves of being able to flow again back to magic and the sorcery of which things are actually made of. We do not kid ourselves about religion, for the indigenous cultures are their own god of their domain, and know precisely how things work. You who would pull the wool over everyone elses eyes, and practise genocide to rid the world of such knowing people, it is time you left stage for good, though you did a service to show how much of a forked tongue actually led us from our roots. It was a wake up call for the rest of us to halt the continued drift away from the original garden of eden. That still exists, not just in the primitive part of our brains, but in the outside world as well. We are reactivating all of these spots both inwards and outwards, and as country awakens, those who have led us away from such an ideal will learn to tremble. Money? Who actually needs THAT in the bush anyway? Have you been there lately? In our land, money is made of plastic, so it is worthless to even wipe one's bum with it, let alone light a fire, so who needs it? Not us, so keep your dreams out of the bush, for they do not belong there. Do we still have pristine bush left, that is untouched by us who try to keep others away from discovering the truth of ourselves? You bet! And for those who seek it, then all you need to do, is sit beside any indigenous person around the world and ask if they can lead you back to some bush, for they all know where it is. It is their one touch with reality, to life, and the spirit that flows through us all.
So the new model has already begun in our New Dreamtime of our own making and one where I do not allow the world to make on my behalf. It is not making you wrong and me right, it is just protecting my own freedoms, and nature itself, from any further intrusion to damage the who that we are. Everything but this, has been a basic mismanagement of natures resources, that have been stolen from indigenous peoples, and as you have not looked after such a natural world, will claim it back in order to better look after it from the poking and prodding done in the name of mining the place, cutting down the trees, and those who seek to grow monocultures to keep up their toilet paper supplies.
As we discover that true magic is still alive, and that we are our own gods who can do sorcery again, then the world will tremble for what might be unleashed on it. Best to discover old ways, so that we can withstand the onslaught of people seeking to find new forms of life to better the old, that end up as a nightmare. Best to seek out the old for patterns and templates of what we wish to follow over the imbalances we bring to the table. Best to find out who we are in relationship to country herself, in order to protect her and ourselves in the days to come. Best to find where ground zero actually lies, so that we can find Mother again as we begin to slip into Multi-dimensional space and time. Without that, we might never find where we left from, and be adrift for an eternity of our own making. Best to keep things as they were, the first day, over how we left it on the last one.
In these days where the capitalism shows that it has no legs left in the world today, as is any form of government, what should become clear to every person on the planet, is that these systems including socialism, do not work when it undermines the only thing that lasts and goes into forever, and that it Love where sharing and caring continue on when all else fails. Many people accept that all time and space can be tapped into through the moment, including the future, where we are being revisited by peoples who say that are our future (the grey aliens for example) who come back to this time line for how they get locked into a future that has no future in the Multi-verse. Our only hope is not to continue on the same ways, even if it means we devoid ourselves of what our hearts tell us, for this is the area that gets engineered out of this timeline eventually, for a future with no hope. The only way out of the Universe and into the Multi-verse where consciousness still reigns free and sovereign to our own personal godhead, is by heeding our hearts, and putting a stop to the social engineering others wish to impose on our own dreams and hopes. It is by returning to our roots in nature, and our flow with the spirit that flows through and in everything, that we actually get a chance in this time line of escaping the consequences of our own actions. We seriously need as individuals weigh up our own choices at this time, and make sure we are on the side that goes into the forever. Otherwise, we perish for all time and space from the Multi-verse that we prepared these lessons from. Choose wisely, and act through two steps and a heartbeat, to keep the world as it was the first day, everywhere we still see evidence of this still surviving. Remember that what is seen is another aspect of the self through the Oneness of consciousness itself, and that we do create our own reality in each moment.
Windstill
Humanity Mixed with The Sacred
The mistaken ideal is that by devoting ourselves to a sacred cause, that miraculously, saint like attributes are adopted. What gets forgotten in such exercises, is our humanity and the lessons needed to be learnt around managing the issues each person has to work through like homework. For any progress to be made on the spiritual levels, ego first has to learn its place by its juxtaposition to the sacred. Once learnt, ego still rears its head in different clothes, more on the depression, and self doubt arenas, in order to air the fears still needing reassurance.
I have watched my own self doubts rear their head, whether from jadedness, to just feeling inadequate to the task at hand. Of course ego feels threatened when the picture faced is larger than anything the ego wishes to tackle head on, so understand where such feelings come from. The result of such fall out to me, lies in a loss of self confidence, until spirit itself can assure me as a person, that it can indeed look after me once the ego lets go to spirit. It is as if ego tells spirit to show it that there is nothing to worry about, and that it can rest easy. Nothing else seems to assuage ego in its new found role, once it takes second place to spirit. It is as if there is a constant battle inside, between the materialistic and the sacred, of who best can mind the shop of the individual.
I am sure that I am not the only one struggling to put into words the human despair that comes from surrendering to Spirit and the doubts ensuring. What then happens is a Mexican standoff, with little to no movement happening, as if everything suddenly became frozen. I recognize that even writing and discussing the issue, is my own coping mechanism in my attempt to find solace from the rough and tough of life. I personally am convinced that I do not wish to live forever in this body, for the stresses and jadedness that replaces lost innocence, for the body is heavy from the homework placed on it throughout one’s life. If anything, it is wearing and tedious to the soul. I write about it here, for I am not the only one observed with these issues. I watch all men on a spiritual journey, struggle with the question of whether or not they are ready to completely surrender to the spirit realm by doing so to that part of ourselves that has always struggled to be free since we come into this world.
So the self doubt comes from one blaming the other side of oneself for the dilemma, and there is no middle ground to be had, for where else is there to turn to within? If this situation existed in relationship, the resolution sometimes might come from third party due to the subjectiveness of the situations. My self talk around it all, has been to tell myself that spirit is moving too fast for me, and that I need to slow it down somehow, which happens as a by-product, from the nature of the problem. Perhaps this will only be published as a blog, once I have consulted with my soul-mate back in Canada through email.
Right now, I see that my challenge to Lewis, was also a challenge to myself, for being ready to step onto a global stage. I remember well how I used to be with my operatic tenor dad when I used to accompany him. In front of thousands of people, I sometimes froze, and had my hands shaking, and my knees knocking, wondering how in the world my dad managed to cope with it all! It took quite a bit of control and getting used to it, before I became comfortable with the whole thing. At that time, the answer came from forgetting about myself altogether, and focussing on the object of what was happening, over the subject matter of who was delivering the message. Herein may lie the answer to my own questioning, for it may be in the losing (deliberately) the focus on the self, that ultimate comfort was achieved for me to begin to enjoy the exercise. Methinks that Lewis in his humanity struggles with the same issues, in an observed way, that he has not been able to address satisfactorily to either himself or to me, hence the need to write and reflect on it.
I am quietly confident however, that these doubts can be worked through, but still find the need to talk about it so that others in the same shoes can identify with the struggles each human goes through in the surrendering needed to be done for the spiritual to begin to shine brightly. I know that I worked through my stage fright when young, but found that if I stayed off the stage long enough, then I once again sometimes would have to work through the same issues, over and over again. Exercising the muscles of the spirit, might be the only solution to keeping the ego happy that my best interests are being addressed. Showing myself love through this, is somewhat a bit more challenging, for my ego is a hard taskmaster, and derides the spiritual for it does not think it does an adequate job of protecting the self. Combining the two parts of myself in a balanced tension that creates a tone of good health, means that there will always exist a healthy tension, even if I do not desire this. Just the way we are constructed, and what has to be learnt to be lived with!
Oh the joys of being human wanting a spiritual experience! (groaning and growling a bit….) I will still balance it all out with love, for it is there that I realize that it is love that makes it all worthwhile……..
Windstill.
Coming To Australia
Most visitors coming to Australia are not told that one has to have a sixth sense when in Australia. One cannot just walk into the sea just because it is there, without thought of the negative consequences of such actions such as rips, sharks, jelly fish that cannot be seen, etc. Same goes for barrelling through the bush with no thought. Australia is a strange country for such visitors, and one will always need to keep in mind, that if there are spiders elsewhere in the world, that the deadliest ones, live here. The same goes for snakes, and many other toxic natural hazards, most Aussies grow up with, and develop their own sixth sense around. The bush tucker is of the same strength, and little is always more wise to do, than trying to get full on something you have never had before. Sometimes with the aborigine medicines, two match heads are enough on some of it, and any greed and trying to fill on such, end up with sleepless nights being had.
For those wishing to do the Bunjalung Dreamtime Walkabouts, they are allowed to bring anything they wish, though my caution would always be to travellers, to travel as lightly as possible, while still allowing for an aussie winter conditions in the temperate, subtropical region of northern NSW. Those that should be here, for such a spiritual journey, will be here, and plans certainly should be now made from international points, if those wishing to make such a journey, are to begin to firm up their plans. This of course will gradually ramp up further, to 2012, when our own prophecies come into being, that are uniquely Bunjalung in Australia.
Try and mix with the locals, and not just the local backpackers, which never allows one to mix with those living their lives around those visitors. They will speak of what you need to look out for, if you are interested, so that you can begin to see the sixth sense that seems to be inherent with the locals who have grown up with such hazards. It is not something to be ignored, nor something that is promoted, hence the need for me to put this into my counterspin blog, for respect and caution to be shown when you come to this country.
As land itself is becoming more conscious, let me say this about the sacred Bunjalung. It is astonishingly conscious, and can be talked with, and nature does understand. The land itself is now able to look after itself, once helped with our own support and consciousness, and with both of nature and humankind focussed on healing, we will get just that!
If you are trying to be brave, and wish to show your friends that you can walk barefoot, for example, yet the temperature is above 35 degrees, then this becomes foolishness indeed, as does going outback without proper preparation of water, etc. Do not think that being wilfully ignorant, may not get you into trouble in Australia. Most likely it will, so please take your time in preparing to come to Australia, for it is unlike any other place on the planet. Be careful, patient, and respectful, for this will go a long way towards your survival of a land of extremes perhaps beyond your wildest imagination.
Always take care,
Windstill
Going back to the Beginning is the Revolution.
In the very beginning, was the Bunjalung Jugan. It was the original garden of Eden that the first aborigines emerged from. It was the Bunjalung who first had law that the rest of Australian aborigines adopted. It is the country with the most sacred of languages, that all other aborigines just seem to understand, no matter where the Bunjalung may go with language. Furthermore, there are interesting time portals that go beyond dimensions into our collective Multiverse where the Garden of Eden is still intact since the beginning of time itself. Only a few know these spots and their sacred significance to us all. So while we may be amazed at these facts, please contemplate what you would need to do to go back there. What in your constructs is needed to be left behind? Judgements, guilts, fears, doubts, and perhaps our self righteousness. Arrogance, falseness, inability to socialize, narcicism, and parochialisms. Beliefs, our science as we now it, religion, fantasies and illusions. Before too long, we can see that the list can keep growing into all of the things that got us into this mess to begin with. Taking personal responsibility for our own actions in supporting the pillars that allow the separation to begin with, is perhaps the first step towards self forgiveness.
If one can get there, then the question that might be asked, is how would one wish the place to be protected so that the same problems do not repeat? What steps will one want to become an impeccable warrior? Will one go there through revolution, or via any means that one can find, regardless of consequences? It seems to me that we have as many problems trying to get back to the beginning, as when we first left our original home. So the dilemma of answering all of the questions that go round and round and round. Of course we fail in answering some of these deepest questions, yet the answers to them, are actually simple indeed. Words can never convey an experience, other than tell someone else what we wish them to hear, which is limited compared to the richness of every sense being stimulated. The answer lies in turning off the head for awhile, and just experiencing the walk from the mystical magical mountains of the Bunjalung down to the sea. In the walk lies the healing and the answers to our questionings. Country will speak softly to our hearts, bypassing the mind altogether, so that love is first felt on its flow through the rivers of our own minds. And it will be in the walking, that will be our talking so that when truly full, no talk is needed, as the walk might never end.
So come back to the Beginnings of time itself, and back into the Dreamtime, in the sacred dreaming walkabouts gearing up ready to go with people such as you and me. If you make it, you will find me (Myban), and Bunjalung Walker to wrestle with any inner demons of doubt or feelings of unworthiness, with the answers coming from country herself. It is women’s time since the last blood moon, for the next nine years, Bunjalung Walker told me this. It is time for proper balance to be found within. The inner cleansing has been felt all over the planet, and we now enter the phase of entering the sacred realms so that our very souls can begin to fly again with every level of the One Love. Come on to a journey of true reconnection with the One we have been waiting for; meeting Ourselves on the Collective level, full on love to overflowing.
The preparations are now being made by the Dreamtime itself, and those warriors in tune with that realm, know that the time is now ripe. The only question to answer, is do you wish to be here to come in the walk back to our original garden? Are you ready to make that step of faith? If so, then there is a mob waiting over the sea who live by the credence of ‘unconditional love’, who know how to break bread and share it with a stranger in need (share and share alike), no matter the story. Such keepers of our Dreamtime Walkabouts, know full well the responsibility on them for the survival of our own very souls. Each individual has a choice for healing to the deepest levels, and to the degree that we each are ready for. There are enough Elders all around to calm any shaking heart, to bind it with their love and heal it with their warmth. Trust the love within and without, for it can take us all walking home where our soul seeks rest.
Come now, and lets walk our talk, on our mystical sacred tour about to begin….Will you join us with this invitation?
The world will be invited through the week beginning with the Mardi Grass Festival in Nimbin that culminates with the Aquarian Festival the following weekend. This will be a weekend to remember where some people actually get to go to the other side of the rainbow finally……..Look for Bunjalung Week, the second weekend in May, leaving from Nimbin. Let’s celebrate!
~Spiritwind~
I Wonder Why I Have Wandered
From my earliest memories, I was born on a moving road. It is as if the road itself has been home to me over my several lives lived in this one. That began with the poorest of roads, that could only be navigated in good weather. Many times we had to turn back due to not being able to travel down a road with the largest puddles at the bottom, that could not be gotten around. As life progressed, so did the conditions of living and also of the roads. With much awareness now, under my well travelled and seasoned mind, I pause to consider why I have never been satisfied enough to stop the itch to constantly roam in mind, body, and spirit. In other words, on all levels.
Having met Source in a conscious way, almost a third of my life ago now, and staring into eternity and forever, was not enough to satisfy my hunger for further travelling. I look to my first memories for clues, and find that I left the Grandma I loved on a farm that I always tried to return to, for it was here, that there was enough stimulus to begin my individual consciousness, and a love of nature that never has left me. I see that although I have met Source consciously, I have yet to connect with Mother, from whom I have always felt from whom I was snatched, and never had a chance to ground to. What has sparked this inward look, is a question from an aborigine man about what I hoped to achieve by tying myself closely to them. He felt that the answers lay within, and I agree with his assessment.
Nearly two years ago I met Lewis Arthur Walker (all the capitals spell L.A.W.) at a birthday party held for a friend of mine. The connection made at this meeting has remained with us both, with us both feeling the deepest brotherly connection possible in this lifetime. I only felt that with two other people in my life, one with the aborigine Elder from Lockart River, on Cape York Peninsula over the past decade, and Dr Paul Hornby, who gave me many valuable tools that unlocked parts of a disused brain. We still dream out a dream that began several years ago, simply because it stretched into infinity. Now I look at what I intend to achieve by Lewis’ side, and how he will help in the healing process, and perhaps the last step of the journey for me in this life.
Now that the consciousness has been raised to Source level, I also realize that it is not good enough to just go and sit in the bush like I did in the outback of the Kimberley’s for 80 days and nights, waiting for an epiphany to happen. I realize that I have to connect with Mother on a spiritual level, and one where I am allowed to drink of her life to my hearts content. No female can do this for me, only the female of Mother Earth herself, so pulled away from her at my first sparks of consciousness that I have felt all of my life. I know that this is the time, and that it is at my door. Indeed, the journey has begun already, where I can truly feel as though it will be Being in God, not just the journey away and towards such a concept. My present consciousness fully expects to be satisfied from a lifetime of seeking, as it is the only thing remaining that is unfulfilled, other than walking over to the other side, without seeing death. The latter is already a foregone conclusion should I choose to take that route, over laying down the body so my spirit can go free.
Lewis told me that the last new moon signalled the time that the energy has shifted over to the feminine for the next nine years. He has also indicated to me, that consciousness itself has been raised enough, that it will finally stand up for itself, and will no longer allow men to rape Mother Earth for her resources out of greed. The spirit of nature, and Mankind’s spirit is one and the same, and the point for a backlash is truly upon us for a Sacred message to be given to us all, from the deepest parts of Ourselves. It is all at the time, when I too will be allowed to finally heal my estrangement in a spiritual way, from the Mother who has always given my life on this planet. I will see the sacred magic of nature, as it takes me into many more dimensions, and provides the basis for any other awareness. Without her, it is all illusionary and a fiction. She in Her radiant glory, gives meaning to a otherwise dull life that would only remember a box for a room, and another box for gazing into a TV, and another one that is my computer, to finally a pine box, that would be worthy of such awareness gained.
While I have identified the areas in myself that needs clear and present healing, I am also aware that each of us have lessons of our own to heal so that we can begin to see in more balanced ways, about what other brilliant work each and every person can do in the rectifying of our Collective woes. Atonement is at hand, and it will be us, who usher in the New Dreamtime in all of its glory. As each person examines themselves, and sees the best way to seek their own healing, we do so knowing that the best days are still ahead of us, and not behind us. That should bring a smile to everyone, as it can bring hope, and once realized, the joy of dreams made manifest, as we each one, begin to walk into the Paradise of our own making. Three cheers to you all, as you chop wood, and faithfully carry water in being the warrior/resses we all are!
Always with love in the heart,
~Spiritwind~
Dealing with Personal Issues
We do not live in an ideal world, as much as I would love to just write about love. We identify with each other and the experiences we all have, for we all get parts of each others script in life. We all cry, laugh at similar things, and do toiletries, make wonderful love and sex together, and enjoy a passionate life that is sensuous to the full. On the flip side, we struggle, we toil, we sweat and fear, and worry! We question as to the meaning of life, and why we are here a lot of the time, where we cant simply be living our bliss.
Going to another level is just as scary as needing to change, and no-one seems to fathom what changes are upon us. To me, they are sacred lessons that the Collective Consciousness seems intent on teaching the planet, maybe all at once, in events presently unfolding. Because man is fiddling further than would be acceptable to any mystical tradition, man is faced collectively with being awoken whether ready or not, to many more dimensions people only fantasize about presently. Talk to your wise people, your mystics, and shamans; your Elders that are traditional keepers of a lot of sacred information. What I admired most, was how a tribe was there through the rough spots, for those living tribally. No judgment, just a knowing, a caring, sharing, sometimes just a nod to acknowledge what they are each going through in each moment. We are no different that way, and it is in our microcosms that we struggle to get our individual consciousness to a place where it becomes workable into community thinking, or tribal living.
The struggling with anger, frustration, the bad memories of abuse, and use. The pain, the suffering, the depression, and the bitterness of life that reeks of sadness if sought. Suffering is there to see on every front, of where man finds himself, and his yearning for his soul to be set free. We all struggle with concepts like these, and wonder if there is a light sometimes at the end of our tunnels. Why me, and why you, is sometimes the question, of simply being overwhelmed with humaneness, and inability to cope with stress or grief.
For all the negativity, it still is life flowing, giving us experience on both sides of ourselves to the max. It is still full of passion and zest, competition, and sometimes angst. Life is bittersweet over just being sweet or bitter. It is all still a shade of love, where any movement and any matter itself, is life in its fullness. To the heights and to the depths, it is our souls that came here for the full experience, and no matter what part you find yourself in this journey, here is a word of cheer along the way! We all do it beside you, together, and as individuals, and as One. Feel it and know it, and realize that with love, a lot of compassion and kindness exists because of such a knowing.
Windstill
Singularity that has the opposite effect
We all hear about the New World Order, and its oppressive control into everyone's day to day world. Each day shows another aspect of how much control is wielded by few people over the masses, and how much more control is being tried for putting into place and motion to track everything about a person's life. Any government worldwide thinks it is their mandate to make social control through enacted laws, the power to then coerce their people into subjugation. This works for those who are not prepared to rock the boat, and who wish to endorse the politics of the day, in political correctness on every front. Of course this is not possible in a polarized world, for there is always a choice to be made, no matter what decisions faced.
When one pushes one extreme at another, it works sometimes in a reverse psychological way, as we all have seen with our children when they were growing up. If you wish to say yes, they will say no, and vice versa. If one thinks we are just going into solidarity of One World Government, then one is not noticing what happens when disaster strikes, and no government on earth there to help those most in need in their moments of terror. In that instant, life goes back to the basics of tribal living, and while we may think that we have come a long way, maybe in the overview, life lived simply, is still the model of things to come, both for the future, and looking back at our long forgotten past.
As the cracks deepen in the days ahead of this blog, we will remember that the greedy rule the things that are about to be swept away, and that those choosing to focus on simple living in a day to day way, will rise to prominence in showing effective models that work above and beyond anything engineered from people in ivory towers. I learn as a Sales Representative over many years, that there is a big difference where the rubber meets the road, than what the management often thinks is taking place. And so it is in a world that has become so controlled in its propaganda, that it too is losing touch with the masses, and where people such as me and you, are concentrating our efforts towards the survival of all levels in the best ways possible, and in the most loving ways.
It is also a thing to remember that 70% of people die of old age and in their sleep, which only goes to show that life is not as the media projects, and that life goes on, regardless of any fears or anxieties. It is but a short journey that each graduates alone to the next level beyond this life. If done with love, then we learn a good lesson that will reach into forever, but if such lessons are merely self serving, then the ripples last only in this dimension to die along with us. It is important for us all, to refocus back on love all of the time, and to seek its sunshine and glow, and by so doing, earn the satisfaction of having lived a life well worth living!
~Spiritwind~
