Life has its seasons. Sure, we all know about the broad ones where we move from childhood into youth. Then, when school no longer serves as a safe platform, we figure out how to make a living and are forced to do something about that in a pro-active way. Big changes, such as marriage and babies affect our lives in radical ways but, sooner or later, we land on some predictable conveyor belt and usually ride smoothly through maturity into old age.
That is, if we escape the exigencies of economic downturns or health crisis along the way. At least, the common stereotype still paints the picture of a settled retiree, surrounded by an accumulation of a lifetime; finally resting on their laurels and collecting on same through regular social security checks; enjoying a quiet life with cats, dogs and grandchildren playing happily around the kneecaps.
However, with the coming of the Boomer generation, Hummel figurines might be sold off in favor of RVs, motorcycles, and possibly even yachts. More and more, mobility itself becomes the passion of the aging adult….and I’m not talking about medical devices here. The call of the open road is being heard, loud and clear, by more and more senior citizens.
I count myself as a sort of a pied piper of this generation! They set the tone for me in the 1960’s by running around the world with backpacks, uncovering lush lagoons in Balinese island chains, when I was heavy with my first child and couldn’t consider such happy freedom. But, something of their example stuck and decades later, while those former hippies were running large corporations, I found myself free to emulate their early example.
“Whee!” said I, “This is easy!” and my cache was proving that it could be done on social security alone. Now, here I go again, at the stunning age of 74, to try my hand at hoisting my 85-liter backpack once more and setting out for more than a year, searching for those lost lagoons.
I’ve never owned a Hummel in my life but I’m shucking a lot of stuff that has accumulated in my personal space over the eight years I have lived in one place, since my last great move. In truth, I will cling to some things; mostly clothes and books and writing equipment and I will have a house to come home to; though no cars. So, looking about with only two weeks till fly day, I can appreciate all over again the wonderful reasons why a human being must be willing to let go of the objects of life and trade them for a wonderful freedom to roam around the planet, if that’s what you really want to do.
Time can’t be messed around with. You snooze, you lose! So, you have to let that brass ring go instead of hanging onto it. Just launch and see where your momentum takes you! “Whee! This is easy! I can do this!” Again and again and again.
After all, it’s only practice for the final Leap that we all must eventually make into the Great Unknown. Let go and launch!
I asked many questions about Reincarnation in my book, In Secret Diffusion: The Upper Realm Answers Questions About Earth. Here are a few:
What are the reasons that a soul reincarnates?
“To advance spiritually or psychologically. Not many are capable of advancing very far spiritually, because it is a difficult thing to do in the physical world. Many have tried and wound up in a reduced position because of the hardships and the effect on their psyche. A great number of people try to control their psychological development and many do not succeed in this path either.”
Do we ever design a happy, comfortable and favorable lifestyle, or is that not the purpose of reincarnating?
“Yes, if you are going in for psychological advancement. But that is not the true purpose of reincarnating, which is to gain spiritual advancement. That’s usually not done in comfortable circumstances.”
You refer to two tracks: spiritual advancement with a choice of a hard life, and psychological advancement, with a choice of an easy life. But you say it won’t be very effective if done for one goal or the other; but will be effective if done to solve both goals, simultaneously. I’m puzzled….unless the type of lifestyle isn’t that important. They seem to lead in opposite directions. Can You clarify this?
“Oh that’s right. It’s not easy to talk about these goals because they are sort of combined, anyway. People come down to advance themselves spiritually, but they often have a lot of trouble relating to other people and that has to be cleared up before they can progress very far on any spiritual goal. All have to learn how to love and that’s not easy to do when they can’t get along with the people in their lives. Many times, life’s circumstances shift about and easy, comfortable lives become unbearably hard, or difficult lives work out well. Don’t get confused with these exterior details and don’t presume to interpret someone’s life course, just by what you see about them at that moment.”
Do Earthlings stay on Earth in their reincarnating cycle and others stay on their own planets, or is there cross-planetary reincarnation, as a rule, or ever?
“Yes, Earthlings do stay on Earth, but those from other planets may reincarnate on Earth, depending on what they have to do. Their reasons for reincarnating are often very different. Earthlings don’t go to other planets until they are finished with Earth, which could be at the end of a completed life cycle.”
Please define life cycle.
“A life cycle is made up of many lifetimes over many millennia. It is a very long period of time and it contains many lifetimes. Most people do not complete one life cycle. It’s a rare thing but it can happen, to go into a second life cycle.”
The ability to hear and see things that others on the Earth Plane cannot hear or see became a curiosity to me when my psychic talents opened up in my early forties. The following is a part of a conversation I had with The Holy Spirit about these matters:
People who have psychic talents must struggle with this knowledge that they are different, especially as their talents begin to make themselves known. Can You comment on the successful ways to cope with this?
“Yes. Don’t worry about it. This is perfectly normal. The presence of these talents indicates that a person is one of the highly-spiritualized people of the Upper Kingdom, who has come to Earth for a special reason. If they take care of this trust, I will reward them with My Presence during their lifetime.”
Are these talents, in a way, alien to planet Earth? Are they lost conditions which we used to have?
“Yes, I have been trying to raise up a group of friends, down on Earth, who would spend time talking to Me and who would ask Me questions and write down My answers; and who would entertain Me by letting Me look through their eyes. I have found a few but not very many, out of all of the spiritually-talented people whom I have sent to Earth over the millennia.
Now, to answer your question. They are not actually alien talents to Earth, as I have provided many humans with these features. You could say that they are lost conditions because during other times around, there were very many of these spiritualized people on Earth at one time. Far more than now. Most of those people used My Gift in a much more responsible way than during this present cycle, when the psychics have badly-abused this talent.”
Are all humans potentially psychic?
“No, not even potentially. Though some psychics say that all people are potentially psychic, it’s just not so. Most Earth humans do not have these capacities. And that is just that. They cannot take lessons to encourage a talent if it is not naturally present. The psychics were not sent down to make everyone psychic but to connect the two worlds. The people who have become the customers of psychics do believe in this Other World but they should not have to pay such fat feels in order to learn these things.”
Then a psychic ability is a condition of the next plane of existence, chiefly, and not here? Do those who exhibit these abilities unconsciously leak them while they are here living in a material human body?
“Yes, these are all natural parts of being in the Other World. They are nothing special there, in that everyone can do these things. I don’t think that these talents “leak” so much as “stand-out,” when found on a physical plane of existence.”
Do You have any advice for people who have psychic talents which give them an extra edge of information?
“Yes. Don’t use these talents foolishly. Use them for the benefit of humanity as a whole by letting Us talk to you and to others through you.
(Excerpt from: In Secret Diffusion: The Upper Realm Answers Questions About Planet Earth, by Linda J. Brown, pg. 210)
I once knew an angel named Angel who taught metaphysical classes in Aspen, Colorado, which I attended in order to learn more about my own burgeoning psychic development and inner understanding. She used to describe the sensation of being in a public place, such as a crowded department store, and suddenly feeling drained of energy. Some stranger had, in passing, caught her off-guard and sucked away the thin, invisible garment of mysterious force that we all, apparently, walk around with. She taught basic skills to guard against this.
After describing the human chakra system, Angel said that many folks just walk around with their seven chakras spinning like bright, wide-open energy pinwheels. That’s the equivalent of carrying a gaping pocketbook and will often attract a bandit looking for something to steal. To prevent this, before going into public you should concentrate on your chakras and imagine closing them like a camera aperture. You can also imagine wrapping yourself in a silver or gold hooded cloak for an extra measure. Most people aren’t aware of their chakras at all, but an energy bandit is apparently equipped to recognize an open opportunity to siphon off the substance which he needs for his own health and well-being.
I have to confess that I never remember to do any of this but the lessons recently came back to me when I read a book written from an energy bandit’s point of view. This book described such people as the real vampires, as opposed to fictional ones, who live in all societies and who cannot help the need that they have to draw down energy from people who can produce their own. The author explains that they are born with this need and it is a normal situation for them, rather than any sort of disease or evil intention. Many have no idea of what they are doing or why. Others are aware and are quite good at secretly feeding from the general population.
I do plan to reveal the name and details of this book, but in order to prevent a quick dismissal on your part, I’m taking my time so that I can describe some of the serious contributions it makes to an understanding of a very misunderstood subject. The puzzle pieces have been lying around for centuries but are so fragmented, scattered, and feared that I doubt if anyone has put them together before. I think that this is a seminal study on the subject and deserves to be considered. In addition to describing the situation in detail, this author makes a case for positive contributions which these people make to society because of this natural condition which they carry in this life.
Before you pass this off as foolishness, consider this:
1. Are there certain people in your life who simply make you tired every time you are with them? Does it take hours, or even days, for you to recover from their presence, even if you can find no excuse such as a thirty-mile hike or an all-night party.
2. Do you know drama queens or kings who always seem to be in emotional chaos and constantly try to involve you in the solutions to their many problems? Do they need your input on everything? Your patient counselling? Your strength?
3. Is there someone whom you might not have seen for years, but with whom you sense some sort of telepathic connection which activates at odd intervals? Do you sometimes feel exhausted and/or exhibit rashes and pains after having “a dream” about them? Or when you realize that some thought connection with them has occurred?
4. Do you simply have puzzling bouts of energy depletion for which you cannot ascribe a cause?
5. Or, do you feel better after having been in an excited crowd, say at a concert or a rally? Do you sometimes need to touch or to be around positive, bouyant people who give you an “uplift?” Do you crave the focused attention of others every now and then? Perhaps you are a vampire and don’t know it. Not to worry. It isn’t as bad as you think.
Stay tuned for more on this fascinating subject.
This morning our neighborhood conducted its annual trash pickup event through all of our streets and some of us gathered at the park to receive trash bags, grabbers, and a bottle of water. As I walked towards my assigned street, I had an interesting conversation with a woman about the death of a mutual friend who had been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer very late in the game and had lived only a few months after learning what was causing that painful “gas” in her stomach. She had chosen to go through radiation and chemotherapy with the hope that this would at least, alleviate her suffering, if not prolong her life.
Of course, I’ll never know what decision I’d make in the same circumstances until that moment arrives, but Jean’s experience helped to confirm my own intentions not to go that route, when and if I learn about my own upcoming exit plans. My neighbor heartily agreed and we swapped a few more stories in the same vein. For instance, she knew of someone with cancer who had patiently listened to three physicians in the room giving her a rundown of all the available medical options. At last, the woman’s choice was none of the above, and the doctors broke into spontaneous applause. Legally, they couldn’t advise this, but were clearly relieved that she had come to that conclusion herself.
That helped me repair my cynical attitude about the commercialism of modern medicine, a little bit anyway. I explained that, at least in theory, I would view a terminal diagnosis as a “ticket to ride” and shared a little analogy that I’d thought up years ago to try to illustrate my attitude about death. The analogy goes like this:
Being alive in this world is like holding a ticket to enter some great place, such as….Disney World…, but having to hang out for an indefinite period in an ante room which has been outfitted with some pretty cool things to do while you are waiting. At some point, we are individually called into the real thing and can now enter Disney World because our turn has come up. By that time, however, we’ve forgotten why we came and have become so thoroughly entertained by these little time fillers that we kick and scream and hold onto the doorjambs just to stay a little longer in the waiting room to the true reality. How silly we must feel when we finally are yanked in, whether we agree to go or not.
My friend liked that little tale and then shared the true story about her own father’s death. I’ll call him Leonard. In his final days, he spent a lot of time talking to people who weren’t there. In fact, her brother would have to call him back and insist that he focus on this world whenever he would have visitors. Once, his head suddenly turned to one side and a smile lit his face. “Oh hey, guys! I wish I could come and play with you but I can’t get out of this chair. As soon as I figure out how to get out of this chair, I’ll be right there!” Then, he casually mentioned to his family that it was his old baseball team, here to get him for a game.
At his funeral, a friend suggested that his daughter telephone one of his old buddies about his passing and he provided a phone number. A woman answered and hesitatingly asked the purpose of the call. When she heard the name Leonard and that he had just died, she said, “You’ll never believe this! Hospice is here because my husband is dying as well, and he has just now told me that his old teammate, Leonard, is here to get him for a ball game.”
My friend told her that the whole team had shown up to collect her father and both women enjoyed the idea of the big game that their men would be playing somewhere on a field of dreams. The amazing timing of that suggested phone call was the best proof that either could have had that death is not the end of anything.
That sure was a neat conversation and I pondered it as I grabbered up about a billion coffin nails (cigarette butts) along the side of that neighborhood street this morning.
I am on the eve of a Take-off. Well, tomorrow is my last day at home and then I must leave for the airport before 6 a.m. on Monday morning. And yes, this is also a solo flight, as far as that goes. I am heading to Denver, Colorado, for a visit with my darling family. My daughter and son-in-law, and two wonderful grandchildren who live there, now much closer than when they resided for five years in Northern Ireland.
Even so, being in the same country again has not increased our visiting time. It’s been a year-and-a-half since I traveled to Colorado and almost seven months since they came here. So, the Big World Traveler has been a stay-at-home for quite awhile, mainly because my son needs me to be nearby as his lifelong disability makes it impossible for him to live alone. Though he managed well during my year away, now, a week gone is about all I think is fair to ask of him these days. That’s why my upcoming assault on the Southern Hemisphere is to be only four months long. Our snowbird neighbors will be nearby and they can help him and cover for me while I’m away.
Speaking of that trip, my dining room table is full of maps and guidebooks as I pore over them trying to figure out in advance the best way to tackle that continent. Some countries sing to me and others don’t. That’s how the proposed route shapes up in my head while I decide where to go. I’m in the plate-spinning stages right now, juggling the question of airline tickets, booster inoculations, new and more-appropriate (ie: fitted to my body, not snatched off the shelf) backpack; lightweight travel clothing snapped up from thrift shop racks; starter money supply, dentist appointments, medical check-ups, and whatever else my list will acquire.
Meanwhile, my high expectations on book and blog popularity are not exactly panning out…partly because I am deciding that they are not at the center of my universe and time will ripen us all to a much more attractive bloom. The book still hasn’t shown up on the Amazon.com lists, but I am assured that it is still wending its way through their system. Until that happens, the press releases that I send out look a little hollow. Some have borne fruit anyway as the TV interview here will show, and others have probably become lost in the pre-election hullaballoo. I will keep trying, but nowadays, I realize that I might be already busy on my next big trip by the time any big interviews or speaking engagements wish to land upon my calendar.
Things always work out for the best, and the other day, I thought up the best slogan for me these days: “This Hippy-come-lately isn’t really looking for fame, fortune, and a new career as an Author/Speaker.” I’m still into the easy-going, laidback life of a world traveler. As well as being the best Mother/Grandmother/Journal Writer/True Philosopher/Happy Human Being that I have time to be!
This time last week I was in Washington, DC, attending the massive AARP Convention and networking to promote my book. Being among 40,000 of the most interesting and active people over 50 whom you will ever meet was a great experience but it brought home to me the true significance of the power of blogging.
At this moment, you and I are essentially meeting face to face…in a way. But, in that milling AARP crowd, I wasn’t able to engage anyone as significantly as I am engaging you, a perfect stranger, right now. This is evidence of a seismic shift in world affairs when you think about it. Suddenly, being in the same room is secondary to the kind of thought transmission that is possible only through the absolutely democratic and unregulated, freeform avenue of a blog. I couldn’t speak to the stranger sitting next to me as intimately as I can speak to any stranger who visits this Hey Boomers site.
Now, what does this have to do with sudoku? Well, that little Japanese math grid has become all the rage among the senior set for keeping their minds active and staving off brain calcification. That and the crossword puzzle. And, yes, I actually did see a number of people diligently working their daily puzzle as if it were a necessary vitamin. But, ohmigosh, let me tell you that book writing and blog learning are highly superior in the way of gray matter exercise, all the way around. There is so much to learn about these subjects that I can just feel my head bulging muscularly.
When I was learning about publishing, I bought at least a dozen books from Amazon.com and studied them all to become an “expert” with my first book, just now successfully off the press. It was daunting to cope with all of that information. Now, I’m faced with the same need to understand the world I have entered as a blogger, particularly if I wish for this venture to become more than just a way to insert my thoughts into cyberspace.
If the exercise begins and ends with words on the wind, then there’s no reason to try to understand the system behind it. I’m already accomplishing that. But, if I want to tap into the potential here, which has only just come along to the occupants of Planet Earth, then I will become a student at this late stage of my life and cram as hard as I can until my well-developed brain suddenly has the tools it needs to see the light.
When I can come out of the long, dark tunnel of confusion and see how this all fits together, in the greater scheme of things, I can actually use it from then on to my benefit. Not only can I sell my book but I will become an integral part of an organic, pulsating lifeform which is embryonically creating its own cells right now. This lifeform is the future of our economic basis of civilization, little does anyone know, at this moment.
Just this earliest exposure to the greater world behind the blog has given me that clue. Once one grasps the fundamentals and you borg yourself into its structure, then it will carry you along as an embedded being in this brand new economy which is selecting its members right now. I plan to immerse myself in all the training I can get and I’ll take that over sudoku any day.