Monday, May 15, 2017

Melting Through the Buzz to Rest in the Divine, Not the Mind

The acceleration of energy has been fairly excruciating. I don't know how you've been experiencing it, but people are cracking and realities are disintegrating. All that's good in the long run, but personally I've had periods where I felt encased in a deep-sea diving suit with water filling to the top, then subsiding so I could breathe a little, then filling up and subsiding, again and again, as waves of energy overwhelmed me. Sometimes it's emotion and it's harder to discriminate who "owns" the emotions in the soup we're swimming in. 

I've heard varying explanations about why the energy inside our bodies and in the physical world is oscillating so fast: astrological transits and eclipses, sunspots, esoteric alignments. I don't know what it is, but it's real. One day my energy is screwed up to a high pitch and if I'm not super-centered, my mind races ahead, I get frustrated, irritated, and panic can take over. Then, it calms and I come back to an experience of being. Then, vroom, vroom, vroom! Off we go again! One day I couldn't even remember how to meditate! I wrote this:
Every few days I feel semi-flattened by something. . .it's not the world, but an internal energy. I wrote this from within the strange state: "I'm walking through an energy wall of electrified particles — whatever molecules become right after they leave my body, where they don't oscillate but scream. I take my mind in there, and with its accustomed neat order, it is electrocuted. I, whatever I am then, want to jump away. I spread out without focus and turn grayish mauve. There are no defenses. The chaos in the world affects me, the noises seem louder, the people abrasive, and in the flatness of feeling I cannot rest. Welling up around every particle is a sad, too-tender syrup of exhaustion.
I wonder: Am I resting in the Mind, or in God? Is the Mind my environment, my room, my air? Please, No! Can't use Mind to escape Mind. Is surrender a technique I must learn? I can't take another How right now. Will puts me to sleep. Is it an injection of a sparkly radioactive serum of higher Love spreading out and medicating me back to God? And I need to let it work its way through, not interfering with my human doubt and aggravation? Just tune to the vibration of the serum; stay in that, see it everywhere inside. It takes over the Mind and there is profound relief, and after that is the vision of perfection everywhere, and after that there is meeting my real self, then meeting myself in each one, then there is radiating ease about problems, laughing at separation and the idea of difficulty. I know it's there, waiting. Choose the vibration in the wall, or the tree. Anything is perfect to remind me.
Finally, in a meditation I visualize the sparkly light spreading through me, and enter it. In the light the particles are oscillating at a faster pace than in the energy wall, yet it's more harmonious and comfortable. The particle orbits are smaller. As I stay in that frequency, the orbits of the subatomic particles get smaller and smaller and finally disappear altogether. I am left simply BEING in a totally continuous, transparent energy of Love. No more particles, no more vibration, no more duality. All is complete and incredibly peaceful. I wonder if I have just made a quantum leap, gone with the particles out of form into another dimension where they aren't energy anymore, but pure awareness.

If you're being challenged by the same sort of energy-emotion-mind intensifications, know that you are probably facing some of the core fears and oldest limiting behavior habits you have. These probably revolve around rejection and abandonment, feeling separate and unloved, or deeply guilty for doing something wrong that you can't even grasp.

Here are some things you might keep in mind:

• Be on alert for fatalistic, limiting declarations in your outer conversations or inner self-talk that feed victim consciousness; stop them midstream when you hear yourself uttering them. Just be spacious instead for a moment until a healthier thought arises from the true core of yourself. Break the old habit of indulging in feeling you are bad and are about to be rejected because someone else feels hurt, or for taking responsibility for other people's hurt. Watch the connected thought and the underlying anxiety: that you must take away their pain or reject them first.

• Practice observing others indulging in their own pain. Let them do it; you will probably discover a simple way (some simple comment, or touch) to help them move forward and through the stuckness, instead of taking it away from them. Offer what assistance you want to offer, because you truly love doing it. Take responsibility only for what you can change in yourself.

• Recognize moments when you flip into accusing, judging, or blaming: yourself or others. Suspend immediately and go soft, blank for a moment until the pause lets you think more responsibly about what's really best to do in those situations. What really needs to be communicated? Form some words that speak truth without projection. Perhaps doing this is going to bring up anxiety, which if followed, will bring you to a blockage from earlier in your life.

• When you visit past memories:
  1. Think of it as breathing into them, and exhale back into the present moment immediately, letting your mind go soft, as though you don't really know what any of it means yet. Let all the experiences just BE. Do these kind of experiences belong ONLY to you? Or are they a polarized field that many people dip into and personalize in their own way?
  2. Recognize the repeating stories. What do you get out of repeating them?
  3. Let meaning come when it wants to. Do not overlay meaning just because your mind is nervous and wants "closure" or definition.
• Be honest, no justifications.

• Contemplate what it really means to forgive, to repent, to receive grace, to give grace. Then start doing it whenever you can remember.

• When you remember, soften your heart, chest, and back; bring oxygen into your cells; stretch out where your body physically contracts; work the tight spots.

• Keep in mind that other people can see your excellence and true nature. You don't have to over-represent your good traits to compensate for things you think are bad.

• Your "boundaries" will form naturally when you are truthful about what works for you to be your fullest self. By telling people what works for you, you are not hurting them, but helping them feel comfortable, because they then know how to act around you and that relieves tension for them. Do what it takes to not confuse people about your intentions.

• Slowly cultivate a cheerful, progressively enthusiastic attitude toward what's possible in the future. How problems can be solved magically in a win-win way—even though you can't think of the solution in the moment. Everything you wanted and were interested in in your youth (that you gave up or put on the back burner) can somehow be included in your present reality, if you allow it.

• Commit to the discovery of the present moment, the fresh awareness that is empowered to emerge through this opening. Simply notice what your higher self/holy spirit part is observing. What are you bringing to your awareness?

• Let yourself enjoy feeling loved, the way a child does. You don't owe the person anything. Your pleasure and feeling of safety in being loved, the light in your eyes, your smile, is reward enough for the person doing the loving.

Please remember that we are all helping each other, that at a deep level — as souls— we do know what we're doing, we do have the guidance to return to our naturally enlightened state and wake up from the dreams we're all so busily embroiled in. We can't jump out of the frying pan, or out of the fire, since there is nothing now BUT the purifying fire. It is our true state, and our best friend. Work with it.

Copyright by Penney Peirce 

Tuesday, April 25, 2017

The "Goo State"

The past week and somewhat this week, I and a number of my friends and clients, have been feeling somewhat "wet noodle-ish" and disconnected. I joked that after being in New York City the previous week, with a full, intense, and upbeat schedule, returning to Florida was like water sinking through the sand and spreading out. It's so peaceful here! And, I felt like I was indulging in "But I don't WANT to!" every time my left brain thought up ambitious things for me to do.

Other friends report not wanting to talk to people, that some of their typical coterie of friends seemed to be conversing about uninteresting things and even things that were just "wrong." And, they weren't even getting riled up about politics! Nothing seemed too interesting. Another friend calls this the "goo state" and she falls into it every so often, especially after a period of intense travel or work.

One friend who does healing was wrestling with whether she should continue with the form she's been using. After talking it through, it seemed like part of her was feeling trapped by people's expectations: fix me, show me a miracle, and let me put you on a pedestal and not take any responsibility myself for what happens to me. She realized that the healing process was sacred and she wanted to stay totally in touch with that. And, that rescuing people wasn't what it was about, though it was easy to want to help people that way.

Another friend who does mediumistic work said the people who set up appointments with her were just not showing up, nor calling to cancel. And she said she didn't much care. After we spoke, it came to light that she was right in the doorway, deciding whether to step through into her natural talents and the probability that she would become well-known and popular. This was dredging up old memories about persecution and she wasn't sure about becoming truly visible again—even though she knew better now. So instead of deciding and working it out, partly because it was all still only semi-conscious, it was easier to avoid the whole thing and "leave her body." This was resulting in her feeling of being disconnected and vague. And, her clients were acting the same way—not commiting to the follow-through.

I'm in a doorway, too. There is a sense of my work in the world expanding in some way, some magical way, and yet my left brain can't picture it or understand the "how." When it tries to push me forward into the new work, using old methodologies and strategies, I rebel. New opportunities have to feel "just right" and I don't know how to explain to myself what that constitutes just yet. When things fit, I light up. If they don't, I just want to read, watch TV, or garden.

I sense there is always a good reason we don't move forward. Often it's an old belief. Like, "If I become really successful, I won't have any time to myself." Or, "If I become too visible, people will misinterpret me or try to harm me." Or, "If I try to do too much, I'll fail." I'm trying to remember that I do know how to create something in my imagination that supports me and others, where it's win-win-win. I don't have to create a partial or paralyzed reality if I don't want to! And, there's nothing wrong with truly resting and gestating new things in a wet noodle-ish state! it's actually rather pleasant!

Tuesday, February 28, 2017

We Are Not the People’s Enemies

I'm sharing this letter from the Authors Guild:

On February 20th, the Authors Guild released the following statement denouncing President Trump's “declaration of war” on the press. Since then, the situation has only worsened: On February 24th, White House press secretary Sean Spicer prevented reporters from CNN, The New York Times, Politico, the Los Angeles Times, and BuzzFeed from attending a press briefing. This was an assault on the free flow of information, and it cannot be countenanced. Spicer seems to have forgotten one of the fundamental principles of democracy, as he expressed back in December when he said, “I think we have a respect for the press when it comes to government. That is something you can’t ban. . . . I think that’s what makes democracy a democracy versus a dictatorship.”

First President Trump complained that “the media” was biased against him. “Dishonest.” Presidents have made such complaints before, in moments of weakness and self-pity. Then he labeled the media as “the opposition party.”

Now he has declared journalists to be “the enemy of the American People.”

We at the Authors Guild hear that as a declaration of war. We know our history. Enemy of the People is a phrase long favored by authoritarians and tyrants. The “correct Russian term,” Gary Shteyngart points out, is врагнарода, vrag naroda. Long before Lenin and Stalin used it, Robespierre inaugurated the Reign of Terror by declaring that the Revolutionary Government “owes nothing to the Enemies of the People but death.”

An earlier president, John F. Kennedy—when he was taking a beating in the press after the Bay of Pigs fiasco—was asked if he resented the media. He said this:

“It is never pleasant to be reading things that are not agreeable news, but I would say that it is an invaluable arm of the presidency, as a check, really, on what is going on in the administration … I would think that Mr. Khrushchev operating a totalitarian system, which has many advantages as far as being able to move in secret, and all the rest—there is a terrific disadvantage in not having the abrasive quality of the press applied to you daily …Even though we never like it, and even though we wish they didn’t write it, and even though we disapprove, there isn’t any doubt that we could not do the job at all in a free society without a very, very active press.”

President Kennedy was a member of the Authors Guild. So are many of the journalists now covering the Trump presidency, the historians who will soon reflect upon it, and the novelists who challenge us with their imaginative—and, yes, subversive—visions.

The administration is now said to be preparing the elimination of the National Endowments for the Arts and the Humanities under the false guise of budgetary necessity. We understand this, too, to be part of an attack on the free expression of diverse views.

The Authors Guild serves writers as a nonpartisan advocate. Our members represent a broad spectrum of social and political views. But blanket attacks on writers and journalists, as a class, are not a partisan issue; they are attacks on democracy itself. And, as advocates for authors and the first amendment rights of writers, we cannot let these attacks go unanswered.

We are not the people’s enemies. We are the eyes and ears of the people. And we are the people’s memory.

Friday, January 27, 2017

My Ant-like Mind: The Cheerful Cherub

Another from The Cheerful Cherub, a book of uncanny wisdom by Rebecca McCann, 1932.

Friday, January 6, 2017

Penney Peirce's 2017 Oracle Letter Is Available!

I breathed a sigh of relief as 2016 finally finished up! Did you? For most people I spoke with, it was an intense, unrelenting time of energy wave after energy wave, calling us to adapt, adapt, adapt to higher frequencies. We’d be pushed, then frustrated, pushed, then frustrated. Act and wait. I often could not sleep at all at night and was drawn to nap for several hours in the middle of the day, in a sort of dead, coma-like sleep—as though my left brain just HAD to shut down—right now! Perhaps this was to quiet me and take away the interference so my internal systems could adapt to the new energy levels. 

All year, the energy seemed choppy and disruptive. Events would come and go suddenly, and my consciousness would shift without warning from left to right brain and back again. I was trying to write a new book all year and needed to access certain higher states of consciousness to bring through the insights I wanted, but I was routinely interrupted by the physical world demanding attention. I felt like a yo-yo.

And yet, the situations I dealt with were plainly for the purpose of helping clear old habits and mental and emotional clutter. I spent the first three months dealing with my mother’s estate; she had died at the previous Thanksgiving. So many ties to my past surfaced, precious items were sorted and given to others, and physical ties to identity released. After that was finished, I promptly got sick and lost twenty pounds. More lightening up and changing ingrained patterns.

As I finally began the new book (due out this fall), my refrigerator broke, the contents melted down, and I spent the next 2 months dealing with repairmen who “sort of” fixed it, but left it making a high-pitched squealing noise, which drove me insane! Was this a higher frequency I was supposed to match, or eclipse, so I wouldn’t be bothered by it? By November, the refrigerator had melted down four times! I finally bought a new one. If it were a dream symbol, I’d interpret all the melting down as me allowing all my frozen fear ideas and emotions to soften and release. But four times?!!

Then my disposal broke. Now the symbolism pointed to the idea of my ability to truly wash that waste down the drain. Was I actually letting it go? Soon thereafter, the gearshift on my car came loose and almost detached from the transmission. Was I telling myself that I needed to get into gear, engage with life, and move forward?

And then Hurricane Matthew hit the east coast of Florida! It blew through with 80-100 mph winds, first from the southwest, then from the northeast, and pulled trees out of the ground, lifted roofs from houses, and washed out the entire underpinning of the coast road north of us. It was incredibly exciting! There was no resisting it. Such fresh energy, and so great to be without power, lights, computer, TV, and phone—reading ever so quietly by flashlight.

And just when I thought it couldn’t get more intense, the presidential election proved that, yes—Pandora’s Box really IS opening and we here in the United States are going to now deal with the rise of the fear-based subconscious mind and the pride-filled collective ego as it gleefully seeks retribution, destruction of ecological and heart-based developments, and works to isolate us from the rest of the world.

So this is our segue into 2017!
(continued on the pdf/Download Here/4pp)
photo by Madison Grunor

Thursday, December 8, 2016

Thursday, December 1, 2016

Penney Peirce on Higher Journeys Radio: The Trump Factor and More

Join Penney and Host Alexis Brooks on Higher Journeys Radio as they have a conversation about the Trump Factor and how it fits with this time of evolution and paradigm shift. Available on Youtube, Conscious Life News, as well as at iTunes and Stitcher.

Saturday, November 19, 2016

Thursday, November 3, 2016

You Were Made for This, by Clarissa Pinkola Estes

My friends, do not lose heart. We were made for these times. I have heard from so many recently who are deeply and properly bewildered. They are concerned about the state of affairs in our world now. Ours is a time of almost daily astonishment and often righteous rage over the latest degradations of what matters most to civilized, visionary people.

You are right in your assessments. The luster and hubris some have aspired to while endorsing acts so heinous against children, elders, everyday people, the poor, the unguarded, the helpless, is breathtaking. Yet, I urge you, ask you, gentle you, to please not spend your spirit dry by bewailing these difficult times.

Especially do not lose hope. Most particularly because, the fact is that we were made for these times. Yes. For years, we have been learning, practicing, been in training for and just waiting to meet on this exact plain of engagement.

I grew up on the Great Lakes and recognize a seaworthy vessel when I see one. Regarding awakened souls, there have never been more able vessels in the waters than there are right now across the world. And they are fully provisioned and able to signal one another as never before in the history of humankind.

Look out over the prow; there are millions of boats of righteous souls on the waters with you. Even though your veneers may shiver from every wave in this stormy roil, I assure you that the long timbers composing your prow and rudder come from a greater forest. That long-grained lumber is known to withstand storms, to hold together, to hold its own, and to advance, regardless.

In any dark time, there is a tendency to veer toward fainting over how much is wrong or unmended in the world. Do not focus on that. There is a tendency, too, to fall into being weakened by dwelling on what is outside your reach, by what cannot yet be. Do not focus there. That is spending the wind without raising the sails.

We are needed, that is all we can know. And though we meet resistance, we more so will meet great souls who will hail us, love us and guide us, and we will know them when they appear. Didn't you say you were a believer? Didn't you say you pledged to listen to a voice greater? Didn't you ask for grace? Don't you remember that to be in grace means to submit to the voice greater?

Ours is not the task of fixing the entire world all at once, but of stretching out to mend the part of the world that is within our reach. Any small, calm thing that one soul can do to help another soul, to assist some portion of this poor suffering world, will help immensely. It is not given to us to know which acts or by whom, will cause the critical mass to tip toward an enduring good.

What is needed for dramatic change is an accumulation of acts, adding, adding to, adding more, continuing. We know that it does not take everyone on Earth to bring justice and peace, but only a small, determined group who will not give up during the first, second, or hundredth gale.

One of the most calming and powerful actions you can do to intervene in a stormy world is to stand up and show your soul. Soul on deck shines like gold in dark times. The light of the soul throws sparks, can send up flares, builds signal fires, causes proper matters to catch fire. To display the lantern of soul in shadowy times like these – to be fierce and to show mercy toward others; both are acts of immense bravery and greatest necessity.

Struggling souls catch light from other souls who are fully lit and willing to show it. If you would help to calm the tumult, this is one of the strongest things you can do.

There will always be times when you feel discouraged. I too have felt despair many times in my life, but I do not keep a chair for it. I will not entertain it. It is not allowed to eat from my plate.

The reason is this: In my uttermost bones I know something, as do you. It is that there can be no despair when you remember why you came to Earth, who you serve, and who sent you here. The good words we say and the good deeds we do are not ours. They are the words and deeds of the One who brought us here. In that spirit, I hope you will write this on your wall: When a great ship is in harbor and moored, it is safe, there can be no doubt. But that is not what great ships are built for.

Clarissa Pinkola Estes, Ph.D.
Author of the best seller Women Who Run with the Wolves