As always, use your own discernment and take from this what resonates with you.
Reposted from Waking Times (www.wakingtimes.com)
Source: http://www.wakingtimes.com/2014/02/15/hidden-world-faerie/
“Come fairies! Take me out of this dull world,? For I would ride with you? Upon the wind and dance ? Upon the mountains like a flame.” - W.B. Yeats
Time is speeding up, the sand in the hourglass of our lives is flowing, and our everyday existence is a challenge, a struggle in one way or the other. In our reckless and relentless pursuit of materialism, we have become slaves to sense bound thinking and have lost touch with the etheric world which vitalizes all of nature. We are divorcees, estranged from the magical, wondrous realms we experienced as children.
As we grow into adult hood and take on the conformity and allure of modern life, we tend to believe that the enchanted meetings and marvelous moments of our childhood were just an illusion—the creation of an infantile state of mind.
The loss of this awareness is beautifully illustrated by the poet Wordsworth: ‘But yet I know, where’er I go, that there hath past away a glory from the earth…..Whither it is fled the visionary gleam? Where is it now, the glory and the dream?'
Multiple realities
There is no such thing as ‘empty space’ per se. No matter where we are, at home, the pub, the office, the chair that I am sitting in typing these words, we share our space with other dimensions, other states of being, that vibrate outside of our awareness. Because we are not hard wired into their ‘channel’, for us they do not exist….but some of them through sympathetic resonance are aware of us.
We don’t have a clue that anything is there in ‘empty space’, that is, until we are alerted by their presence; a fleeting glimpse of movement on the periphery of our vision, or the feeling that something is with us in the room… and watching. A creeping chill at the back of our neck, or the sudden disappearance of an item that we’re using, only to have it reappear in a place that we know we didn’t put it.
All tribal cultures have stories of ‘little people’, and other beings that live in the air, water, rocks and trees. These otherworld entities have many names and are usually feared by indigenous earth based people. Sage, sweet grass, cedar and other high frequency plants are burned in an effort to dispel negative ‘spirits’ from homes and other dwellings.
Reposted from Waking Times (www.wakingtimes.com)
Source: http://www.wakingtimes.com/2014/02/15/hidden-world-faerie/
“Come fairies! Take me out of this dull world,? For I would ride with you? Upon the wind and dance ? Upon the mountains like a flame.” - W.B. Yeats
Time is speeding up, the sand in the hourglass of our lives is flowing, and our everyday existence is a challenge, a struggle in one way or the other. In our reckless and relentless pursuit of materialism, we have become slaves to sense bound thinking and have lost touch with the etheric world which vitalizes all of nature. We are divorcees, estranged from the magical, wondrous realms we experienced as children.
As we grow into adult hood and take on the conformity and allure of modern life, we tend to believe that the enchanted meetings and marvelous moments of our childhood were just an illusion—the creation of an infantile state of mind.
The loss of this awareness is beautifully illustrated by the poet Wordsworth: ‘But yet I know, where’er I go, that there hath past away a glory from the earth…..Whither it is fled the visionary gleam? Where is it now, the glory and the dream?'
Multiple realities
There is no such thing as ‘empty space’ per se. No matter where we are, at home, the pub, the office, the chair that I am sitting in typing these words, we share our space with other dimensions, other states of being, that vibrate outside of our awareness. Because we are not hard wired into their ‘channel’, for us they do not exist….but some of them through sympathetic resonance are aware of us.
We don’t have a clue that anything is there in ‘empty space’, that is, until we are alerted by their presence; a fleeting glimpse of movement on the periphery of our vision, or the feeling that something is with us in the room… and watching. A creeping chill at the back of our neck, or the sudden disappearance of an item that we’re using, only to have it reappear in a place that we know we didn’t put it.
All tribal cultures have stories of ‘little people’, and other beings that live in the air, water, rocks and trees. These otherworld entities have many names and are usually feared by indigenous earth based people. Sage, sweet grass, cedar and other high frequency plants are burned in an effort to dispel negative ‘spirits’ from homes and other dwellings.
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