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Category: Energy Medicine

Why Creative People Commit Suicide/Become Addicted
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The Dark Side of the Law of Attraction

Like the trees of Pandora, we are all linked harmonically to an energy pattern, a network of thoughts, emotions, deeds, and souls. When one of us falls, especially one of our beloved ones, we turn our heads and cry out, “How? Why? What went wrong?” (Fair journey, Robin Williams. We love you.)

But the explanation is right before our eyes: Our most creative contributors, those who see the future, the past, the ironies, the insights, and the aspirations, they are the open-minded spirits who use this network of information, the infinitely streaming macrocosm of Intelligence in all its manifestations, to bring to us the visions of what can and could be.

Robin Williams was no exception. He possessed the ability to reach up energetically and to open up his mind to a stream of bubbling wit and sparkling insight. He swam in the oceans of laughter and sank beneath the waves of despair.

We know he was fighting, now, and from all we as bystanders can see, the fight was long-lasting and fiercely conducted. But what was he fighting? Mere manifestations of his own mind? Hardly.

Why would his channelship (for that’s what it was) cease when the subject matter, the emotion at hand, turned to a darker, sadder tone? It did not. Like so many before him, his brilliant skill at bringing through other and higher tones of laughter and joy also connected him to the despairing, dampening, and ultimately, destructive rungs of life in the universe.

Psychic channelship is a two-edged sword. I say we are all connected, but it’s not a chaotic proposition. We choose where we connect and with whom by what we carry in our minds. As a dance instructor told us last week, “It’s simple; but it’s not easy.”

How NOT to “Not Look Old”

Cosmic CoAuthors work with us in such subtle ways, their influence is almost indetectable. Almost. They nudge and encourage, silently dropping ideas into our minds, leading us in and out of learning situations with gentle hints. Only later can I detect their unmistakeable fingerprints, usually by realizing, “Hey! That was no ‘coincidence!’” It happened to me again yesterday.

I’d been drawn to a library book about how not to look old, probably because I just passed my sixtieth birthday last month. Yikes! Maybe I should be concerned? Dress differently? Wear different makeup?

This coincides with my recent loss of thirty pounds, and my sudden overpowering need to clear clutter from every drawer, closet, box, and garage. (The first “coincidence,” in fact, was at a local author event, where I “randomly” chose a seat next to the author of a book titled If Clutter Could Talk, shortly after I began this cleaning adventure. I recommend it.)

Why I Don’t Practice Lucid Dreaming

Last night I dreamed Joseph could pass through a solid red-brick wall—repeatedly—without harm and simply to get to the other side.

The night before, I dreamed that an aristocratic Venetian man slipped a white rose into my pocket in the public square and later came to my humble apartment with all his friends, who brought meats to cook which I’d never seen before. He was ready to sweep me away from my poverty because he loved me and would marry me despite our class differences.

How did I know he was Venetian? He was tall, well-fed, and dressed in layers of cape-like clothing. Upon awakening, I reasoned that I’d seen such clothing before somewhere—Amadeus? La bohème? Or Austrian, I thought.

And then I realized I’d never been able to see the man’s face in the dream—a mask! So I Googled Venetian masks and learned that they wore them all the time, all levels of society, in all circumstances, for many eras of their history, not just at the now-restored Venetian Carnival.

I also read that this mask-wearing was common in “one of the most rigid class hierarchies in all of Europe.”

The man in my dream was dressed exactly like the illustrations I found. Was this a past-life memory of mine? I’ll have to think about it, use all the tactics I teach in Speed Your Evolution for validating past-life information.

Meanwhile, don’t talk to me about this popular fad of trying to cultivate “lucid dreaming,” i.e., a dream in which you are aware that you are dreaming (or make yourself aware). A few days ago I read someone’s 10 Ways to Cultivate Lucid Dreaming list. Oh my gosh! If you were successful at it, you would allow your limited, switchboard-designed Conscious Mind to control your dreams! You would cut short all that access to your Infinite Self that we enjoy every night! You could seriously harm your waking life by denying yourself those long hours of blessed freedom to be your more complete self.