Interesting explanations:
Atoms are not real things, they are
relationships between things. Little black and white
holes - trapped light, trapped by thought. The universe
is a figment of thought, of imagination. Doesn't take any
time at all. Works because of the principle of
ressonance. Reality is frozen thought.
Matter
coming from thought.
Subconscious
stores data, the thoughts; randomly. Subconscious is
directed by higher consciousness, unconsciousness or by
consciousness = me.
Is
directed to link certain thoughts together. Cains of
vibration, of thoughts. That's programming.
from
"Lazaris Material"
Closer to the I AM
Since everything is light - I am
light. No need to earn it, to struggle or to fight for
it.
Since everything is live - I am live. Nobody can give it
to me and nobody can take it away. Many people who had
near-death-experience, including myself, realized just
that.
Even science has proven already conclusively that
everything ist light and everything vibrates = live.
Years ago I asked my inner guidance, what is soul, and
the answer was: Soul is all your experience in all of
your lifetimes. That means I am soul. My next question
was: What is the monade and the answer was: The monade is
the godly spark in you. That means I am my monade.
When it is true that God Goddess All That Is is also
love, than I am love.
To know all this in theory is interesting but when the
"AHA-experience" hits than I know. Without any
doubt, without any question.
Is that, what it means "coming home"? I think
it is, at least a good part of it.
Intuition
from my inner guidance
Feminine energy in its dark form is
violence and in its light form it is beauty
Maskuline energy in its dark form is powermissuse and in
its light form it is intelligence
Something is fishy
Darwin`s theory
if
it is true that we stem from the apes, God Goddess All
That Is must be an ape since we are created in God's
image. Certainly God can imagine themselves as an ape but
to belief that's all there is, is not enough for me.
Those bastards just told us half of the story. That's not
where it begun. I'm allowed to say that since I was part
of that story. It was another dimension and we were a
group of - what? - entities, light - I don't know. We had
no physical bodies and we were standing round something
like our computers. We had such a lot of fun, giggeling,
enthusiasm to dream that 3rd dimensional life.
An idea of
God
"God sent out many many
thoughts. The selfperpetuating ones last. That's your
Higher Self. Your Higher Self doing like God sent out
many many thoughts and the selfperpetuating ones last,
that's you, and you doing the same and that's your world,
the people around you." Lazaris Material
God's thoughts have to step down and step down and step
down how many million times until they can sustain the
energy of a 1st, 2nd, 3rd dimension. Originally we came
from the "highest levels" and than stepped down
and that is the other half of the story.
We don't have to struggle or to suffer to reach
something. What we have to do is but remember.
Male and
female energy
It is rediculous: Male energy is
reduced to penis and sex and female energy is reduced to
bearing fruit, and money. Therefor they are basically
funktioning from chacras one and two.
Whereas in truth male energy is spirit and intelligence
and female energy is soul and beauty.
Jesus,
Jesus Christ, Christ
Years ago I asked my inner guidance:
Who is Jesus, who is Jesus-Christ and who is Christ? I
think I heard and read every Jesus-story that was ever
told and written, from cruzifiction to merrage with Maria
Magdalena and having kids to going to France and going to
India. To Christ I read exactly one title "Maitreya
Christ and the Masters of Wisdom. That made me think.
Inbetween I dealt with the causalbody and I think the
Christ- consciousness is androgyn and also the Higher
Self consciousness.
My inner guidance
Guardianangel where are you?
Many years ago my longing to know my guardianangel grow
enormously. That he existed was for sure but it seemed to
me that our relationship wasn't quite what it could have
been. To be honest I wasn't realizing the many
"coincidences" that happened and which could
have showed me his presence. One of this coincidences was
a book called "Angels Can Fly" by Terry Linn
Taylor. Excitedly I read about the many angels and soon I
had my own "angel-crew" collected around me. It
was really a joy to be in contact with them. But one
after the other in the story. I asked my guardianangel to
make himself present to me. I preferred to meet him
meditativly. In the beginning I was almost obsessed in
exercising but trough the tension and the expectation
nothing happened or so it seemed. Somewhat later I
started meditating just for relaxation and guess what? I
suddenly felt him at my right shoulder. I knew it was
him. My intellect babbled something about fancy but I was
sure it was him. I was really happy and pretty soon I was
in love with him. It was a beautiful feeling to be safe
and most of all not lonely any more. Naturally I wanted
to see him because I couldn't imagine him looking like
the angels in the religious books. Again one of this
"coincidences" showed up. Under the guidance of
a teacher I did a so called "Grof-breating" and
suddenly I saw his face. He had chosen a beautiful
androgynes face so not to scare me. Probably he also
wanted to point out that he has no gender or both. The
rest of his appearance was somewhat vage. I
"felt" that he was as tall as I am and we are
friends. That was very important for me since earthly
authorities I don't want to deal with. They either make
me furious or cry. As a human being I'm very curious and
naturally I wanted to know his name. During my timid
tryings to get a foot into the spiritual realms I needed
his name. It gave me the security that he is guiding me.
I don't remember how and when, he told me: "I'm
Gabriel". Immediately memories and pictures of
archangels and heavenly hirarchies showed up but
intuitively I felt one has nothing to do with the other.
It doesn't matter if he is an archangel or not. He is my
Gabriel, a very special angel. Titels and ranks do not
count in the spiritual realms. There also was another
reason why his name touched me. Years ago I always said,
if I'd have a male child the name would be Gabriel. Now I
know why I liked this name so very much.
The false
gods of the belly area
They introduced themselves in my
inner world as: Manager, stonewoman and macho. Their
radiation was icy cold and pure hate.
Statement of the manager: I give you money only when you
obey to me.
Statement of the stonewoman: Work, you lazy piece, I need
money so I can let grow.
Statement of the macho: I am the honeur and later: You
are only allowed to live when I want it.
Unfortunately they also appear in the outside with almost
the same statements. I tried almost everything to get rid
of them but nothing really worked. Now I found a
comparison: It's like me sitting in a cinema shouting,
yelling, crying at the screen. The film continues
unaffectedly. My frustration about being unable to change
anything was almost unbearable. I felt totally powerless.
Obviousely there are but two ways to get rid of that: One
is, to destroy the reel, the other is, to find the exit
out of that cinema. Hopefully I find that exit soon.
Industrial
revolution and the broken promise
The promise: Unlimited production is
unlimited consumption. The motivation behind was good:
Great wealth for the greatest number of people. (see:
Selfconficene-Lazaris-Material)
I have a picture inside myself from the old England where
people were begging for a job, doing almost everything to
be allowed to work and earn money. For me that is the
absolute slavery of the age of industry. That's where the
false gods of the belly area belong to. Manifesting
doesn't work that way. We do not form something with our
hands or with machines, we need intuition, expectancy,
imagination, willingness etc. That's where the mistake is
hidden.
Kooschels
"Der Kuschelplanet" Silvia
I. Bomhardt (I'm still writing on it)
In the dictionary:
kuscheln = cosy, snug
ganz=complete
Gans=goose
The dreamers met at least twice a
week to share their experiences, perceptions, questions
and discussed about them.
Manu asked Sina: Where does the word Kooschelplanet come
from?
Sina begun telling: It was a time in my live when
everything had fallen apart. That time I meditated very
often and one day I "saw" a form looking like
those plush geese from "NICI". I realized that
this entity showed up on purpose in a non-human form and
the plush appearence also had some other reasons: One, I
needed extrem safety and caress and second it was a play
on words in german which meant "completly light gold
white".That's when the phrase "kooschel"
was born.
I myself looked like a little kooschel. The big Kooschel
safely and tenderly hold me onto its body and flew away
with me. That was total safety and security. A feeling
like "I am home". Sina begun to cry bitterly.
For that moment it was impossible for her to talk. The
others in the group embraced her and allowed her crying.
It was obvious that the pain or whatever it was had to be
released. As the tears lessoned, she continued talking:
This kooschel was like my "real mother". The
energy and the being of total love. The first time in my
life I felt love just because I was. It had nothing to do
with what I had experienced and interpreted as love up to
that moment. There was no "you have to
achieve". No need to do anything, no need to earn
anything. Not even have to behave like a drilled ape who
is only loved when he does exactly what he is told to.
The bitterness in these last sentences were not to miss.
The mother-kooschel put me tenderly onto the lap of the
"father-kooschel" and the harmony was perfect.
Also the father-kooschel gave me that feeling "you
are good enough just the way you are and I love you.
Everything is fine". We embraced and just were in a
state of being.
That native place is the reason for my crying. You cannot
imagine how I am longing for it. That homesickness is
almost unbearable.
Now you know the origin for kooschelplanet: Every person
ought to know and feel, I am loved just the way I am and
just because I am and I am good enough.
When I finished the translation it dawned to me:
Kooschels are the symbol for unconditional love and more,
I am unconditional love.
Working for
somebody else
It doesn't do any good when one
works for somebody else. I want to know how something
funktions. That is my experience. For example: When
somebody else does my homepage, than I have a homepage
but I haven't the slightest idea how it was done.
That's why I'm so mad at working for somebody else for
many years, doing the same thing over and over again. I
deny my own experience and therefor my soul. When I know
as much before a situation as I know after a situation
than it is just "killing time".
The
stupidity of negative ego
It is my own dream which plays in my
life. Nobody is sitting outside, dumping that onto me.
Therefor I'm the only one who can change that.
So what's about competition? One has to be better than
the other - which other?
The understanding "I am better than I" takes
away the "hot air".
Or else the saviour-rescue-story: I'm not good enough
therefor I have to rescue myself?!? Wow!
The
causalbody
The 6th body is the causalbody. It
has the shape of an egg and inside the cylinder it takes
space a little less than the cylinder itself. It is
perceptible as a form of iridescent pastel radiating
light that surrounds the aura. This body has a loose
conection with movements in the 7th or higher dimensions.
Visually it appears as an overwhelming light and
lightforms which are seen from a central viewpoint.
Accustically it is close to the perception of the 7th
body. Sensually one has a feeling of sublimity and the
ability of spiritual extasy and fullfilment. It is the
emotional side of the spiritual level. When the
consciousness of a person is in the vibration of the
causalbody it is said he/she is in his/her
Christconsciousness or in his/her Higher Self, the source
of accomplishment of all incarnations. While the
electronic body is the essence or source itself, the
godly spark in us, the causalbody is the individual
expression in the level of essence. It is our complete
Self, the one Christians call the son compared to the
father: In the east the experience of Samadhi is the
central point through which the whole of reality is seen
in nonduality, in the oneness.
from "Mastery: The Path of Inner Alchemiy",
Zulma Reyo
The sadism
of poverty
A friend of mine called me and we
talked about this and that. Of a sudden she mentioned
that her husband and she are not going out as often as
they used to. Maybe we are becoming old, she asked. I
need much more quietness than before. I said: You went
out very often and you did everything you wanted to do.
You know this things and situations. You don't have that
feeling of "I have missed something".
The next day during breakfast that words came back into
my head and I reflected about them. Through my jobs in
tourism I visited almost every place in the world I
wanted to and I realized, that this urge to travel has
dropped away. Not that I don't travel anymore but now it
is a preference and not a necessity any longer.
On the other hand I'd like to have my own house already
for decades now and still don't have it. That gives me
dissappointment and anger. I still have to live in other
people's house and pay rent for it. To be able to pay
that rent, I have to work. Therefore something or someone
has control in my life. It is also a hunger for abundance
and it doesn't matter if that hunger is for food or for
something else. It is never enough.For example: When I
give to a child sweets in abundance it may feel nausy for
one or two times but after that it can decide how much it
wants to eat. The child learns from that abundance and
not from the neediness.
With the "it's not enough no matter where I
stretch" people are imprisoned very much and they
have to obey in order not to starve. On the other hand,
when people live in abundance than they are free to
decide what they want.
Keep them short and you can rule them! Let them pay for
everything and they have to serve you!
Meeting
with my soul
A few weeks ago I went shopping on a
saturday afternoon. All the way to the supermarket I had
that horrible negative and bitching thoughts in my head.
I thought by myself: What a monster is that in me? It was
a mixture of aggression, frustration, rage. It didn't
help to make it vanish through positiv thinking. It
refused to vanish. In the supermarket it was the first
time I had a cramp in the left (!) foot. I put the things
in my car, jumped in and started the engine. In the same
monent there was the cramp the second time at the same
space. Off the engine, out of the car! Than it was
somewhat ok, back in the car, engines on and while
turning around my head I must have already rolled a
littlebit backwards. I heard a cry. Engine off, out of
the car. There was a couple walking very close by my car
and I had touched the lady a little bit. Totally upset I
asked her about a dozend times: Are you all right? And
she always answered: I am ok, it was not that bad, I was
just frightened. Of a sudden I had a break-down. I
couldn't stop crying and my whole body shook. The lady
embraced me and comforted me. She thought I had a shock.
But the real reason for my tears was the pain of my soul.
As the flood of my tears eased and I could drive away I
heard in my inside: Every law, every prohibition and
every order keeps me from being all I can be. I am
reduced to an absolute minimum. That explained the
"war" in my head. I understood, my soul was
right. She is the sum total of all my experiences. I
could understand her rage. After that perception a lot of
the "wight" in me was gone.
Contact
with my monade
I was having breakfast and enjoyed
my cup of coffee. Suddenly I felt an energy rising from
toe to head and filling me. The energy felt ok and
somewhat determined. I heard in my inside: It's enough
now! For thousands of years I was seen as the dummy, the
one with the loose screw, whereas in truth I am spirit
and intelligence!
Wow! That was all I could think of first. A little bit
later I told my monade, slam your invisible fist at the
table and show your greatness. It is about time now!
My
moon-angel
I read Silvia Wallimann's book
"Erwache in Gott" (if it is translated the
title may be Awaken in God"), where she talked among
others of the moon-angel. Of course I wanted to know if I
also have a moon-angel. I concentrated the way she
suggested and.....The only thing I heard was "the
name of your moon-angel is Aaron".
Some time later I booked a flight to Crete and the
airline was? Of course, Aaron Airways. Since I worked for
an airline I knew most of the names of airlines but Aaron
Airways I had never heard before. I went to the airport
and our plane was - from another airline. The answer to
my question: They are doing a sub-charter for Aaron
Airways.
Up to now I had no conscious contact to my moon-angel but
I know he-she exists. I connect Aaron with the colour
silver and with my Goddess, but that's all I found out up
to now.
The
misunderstood concept of sharing
Sharing doesn't mean to give
something away, it means the opposite. For example: When
I meet somebody and we do a project together than it is
still the complete me and the complete other person and
out of that we "create" something new. The
whole is greater than the sum of the parts. It also means
me and them won't loose anything. Just the opposite is
true: We gain! So why do we still worship poverty?
Planet
Sirius
In April
1993 I had a very stramge incidence. It was at my
mother's home and I was in my room there, fully awake. Of
a sudden everything seemed to stop - time, vibration,
outer world. I had to lay down immediately because I felt
totally dizzy. Then it was a sensation like everything
was turned around 180°. Slowly everything started
vibrating and moving again. It took alltogether about
half an hour. A few years later I bought the Lazaris tape
"The Sirius-Connection" and they mentioned that
since 23rd of April 1994 finally, after 90 000 years, the
Sirius-vortex opened fully and everything is different
now. We are creating a virgin future and history is over,
is done.
Some time later I felt an urge to look for my mother. Not
the biological one but the real mother and I heard inside
myself: Your mother is on Planet Sirius. Of course I did
a meditation and found myself on Sirius. The guards were
not very friendly and asked me for my ID card but I
didn't have one. What do you want here? I want to visit
my mother. She is living here, I answered.They talked to
somebody behind that border and I was allowed to pass. I
felt something like a "mother-presens", no
form, no visible shape. It was energy and I felt a slight
touch of love, but compared to the Kooschel-love it was
but a light breeze. Than I was back on Planet earth
again.
Encounter
with Satan
I was still pulled between panic and
fury concerning the old man. He mixed up in my life in a
way that was not tolerable any longer. I told him about
15 times to stop that but he kept on. I tried to figure
out if it was irreverence or malice or ignorance or all
together. Than a friend of mine told me a story:
"A middle aged woman worked for an old couple. She
took care of them for a minimum salary, lived in the same
house, first in her own apartment and later together with
them and they pulled her closer and closer. They promised
her the beautiful home at the seaside. She didn't realize
in the beginning that she became more and more their
slave. She had no day off, no holidays, she was always
with them. When she finally was off duty after 8 o'clock
in the evening she was but tired. Contact with friends?
Now and than a phonecall, yes but that was it. After a
few years the old couple sold the home at the seaside and
promised her their other house in the country. She maybe
thought it was out of thankfulness towards her and she
accepted it as her old-age-pension. A few years ago her
body started to react. Next to other symptoms her thyroid
gland began to grow. She still didn't realize that the
reason for that might have been her swallowing everything
out of misinterpreted politeness. Than she had a surgery
and the doctor told her almost the same as I had told her
for many years: Get off the gameboard!"
Of a sudden I understood that this story is the same what
Goethe wrote in "Faust" and the bible told
about Jesus in the dessert. It is the tamptation of the
devil. He promises everything and delivers nothing. He
takes away our soul - our own free life and makes robots
out of us. Just obediance to him, that's all he wants.
That is true suicide. What's left is an empty shell.
When I saw that clear, the panic towards the old man was
gone.
Tyranny of
malice
The old man was working with the
vacuum-cleaner right next to my bedroom window and in the
room behind the bedroom wall at a time when I was still
in bed. He saw the closed curtains and he easily could
have started at the other end of the house. It was not
the first time him making noise while I was still asleep.
A while ago I was already suspicious about the malice but
I criticized myself because of negative thinking. Somehow
I protected him. But since he started asking me: Ooh,
you're already up (it was 1 o'clock in the afternoon),
there was no doubt about his motivation. In his opinion
people have to get up 7 o'clock in the morning otherwise
they are lazy (not good enough!).
What he basically shows me with this behavior, is: You
have to do what I want you to do! Where would we go to if
everybody did what he-she-it wanted to?
That is tyranny!
Are there
others - yes or no?
A while ago I asked my inner
guidance the question: Are there others or are there not?
The answer was: Yes a n d
no.
I thought about that for a long time and came to the
conclusion, others are obviousely this aspects of myself
which I do not yet know.
Interesting what Elisabeth Haich wrote in
"Initiation":
The Self - equally the Self of all living being,
therefore also my Self - has no boundaries. The whole
universe is in me and my Self fills the whole universe.
All That Is - is me (I Am). In everything I love, I love
myself because we just believe not to love what we not
have recognized in our Selves.
THE SELF IS THE LIFE
THE ONLY REALITY,
AND THE ONE WHO IS INITIATED IN THE SELF,
WHICH MEANS
HAVING RECOGNIZED OUR SELF COMPLETELY
LOVE EVERYTHING AND EVERYONE
BECAUSE HE IS ONE WITH THEM.
Than I started dealing with the
false gods of the belly-area. My inner guidance
recommended in this case to see them seperat from me, as
others. Suddenly I realized why. If I don't look at them
as seperat I start protecting them and excuse their
behaviour. that is not wanted here. Who wants to protect
Satan? Satan meant as negative Ego because that's how
they behave. The only thing out of their mouth is: You
are not good enough. We are the boss and you have to
obey.
Meanwhile I'm suspicious if they are phantoms rather than
real aspects of mine.
A nightmare
A while ago I dreamt a nightmare.
The next morning my friend called me and told me, that I
had asked her in her dream to send me urgently light. She
jumped literally out of bed knocked her eye and turned on
the light next to her bed. I giggled, not because she
hurt herself, but because of her reaction to turn on the
"real" light and because I obviousely made it
too urgent. I promised to do it more calm next time. Than
I told her my dream since it was the explanation for why
I needed the light.
"I was sitting in a tiny room all by myself. Next to
me there were 3 more tiny rooms and in each of them was
one woman. Outside was a man, killing one woman after the
other and I knew I'm the next one he is going to kill. I
thought about what to do to prevent that. And of a sudden
I knew I have to talk to that guy but in a save way. I
asked my Higher Self how we could manage that and we tied
his hands and legs. My Higher Self than went right behind
the corner ready to help if neccessary. I looked in that
man's face and realized, he is a part of me. I asked him
why he is killing all these women and he cried and said:
I want to be spiritual. It is my highest priority. But to
be spiritual I have to give up everything and everyone I
love. I told him that this is a big fat lie. You don't
have to give up anything to be spiritual. A glow came
into his face and he looked at me a bit shy with the
question "do you mean it" in his eyes and I
said: Yes, I mean it. He was totally releaved and I felt
deep love and the joy of him being healed of that. I said
thank you to my Higher Self and we left the scene."
That dream showed me that love doesn't mean to ignore
anything or anyone just because it is labeled
"negative". To shuff it under the carpet or
dump it to some cosmic garbage-place or simply deny it,
isn't going to work. If I had done that he would have
attacked me. Isn't that what responsibility means? To be
willing to respond? Isn't that what love means? To
recognize the inner aspects, know them more and more and
understand their needs. Is that the "becoming more
of who you are" means? Not just the physical
"I" but the we. No more loneliness to none of
us?
Handcrafting?
A few years ago I asked my inner
guidance: I cannot imagine God sitting on a cloud
surrounded by angels, all rolled up sleeves and sweating
while handcrafting clay-people. What do you do instead?
The answer was: Vibrating.
I want to vibrate, too was my response.
Science already proofed that everything is vibrating in a
different frequency.
Since we are done in God's image, for whom God Goddess
should work and who should pay them? If that were true
than God Goddess wouldn't be All That Is. I even want to
go further: Handcrafting is not possible unless we dream
a dream in which we pretend to manifest through
handcrafting.
Manifesting is "desire, deservability,
expectancy". Nowhere does it say, you have to work
and earn money in order to pay for the things.
Light and life are states of being. We cannot earn it and
we cannot loose it.
Sai Baba was asked how he can manifest things out of the
blue and his response was: Give up all judgement.
Stonewoman
A friend of mine is a
business-woman. When she talks to me about her employees
daringnow and than going to a doctor or having something
important to do for themselves and she has to pay for
them, I could, at least, kick her in her behind.
It is absolutely unbearable to enslave people that way!
"I pay them and therefor they have to obey to me.
They have to do what I tell them to do in the order I
tell them to. They have to give up their own lives and
only do what I want. I have bought them. They are my
property!" The last two sentences are certainly not
said out loud. They are put in the oposite direction.
Employers are such loving people. They give you a chance
to finance your life!
But......Life is a state of being, no beginning, no end.
The mother of all creation is life and life loves you so
much that it vibrates in every frequency you want.
Nowhere does it say, you have to work, to earn money and
to obey.
That whole story is sold to us as a loving act of caring.
Wow!
Don't tell people that they create their own reality,
because they might question me, it's what the stonewoman
says. They would realize that the power is in them. They
would not obey to me any longer. They also would not
tolerate my greed any longer and I couldn't make them
feel guilty any more. They'd realize that I had lied to
them all the time.
The macho
The macho introduced himself in my
inner world with the words: I am the honeur. Later he
mentioned: You are only allowed to live when I want it.
His motivation is fury and fury destroyes. That fits
right to the pilots of 9/11. They went 99 to Afghanistan
and obviousely got brainwashed. From that moment on they
only believed what was in the coran or what a guru
preached. They believed in the outer world instead in the
inner world. One of the death-pilots wrote to his
girlfriend: You can be proud of me because it is an
honeur to die in Djihad (holy war). The others will be
thankfull to me. At all cost it has to be done what that
guru said. Everything else will be destroyed. Absolute
obedience in the outer world, out of fear of being
punished? The logic mind destroyes the individuality of
the single individual towards making everybody equal. The
admiration of the martyr's death. The single individual
is nothing. At best he-she is a tool.
The manager
The manager is envyous of my life.
He is too much of a coward to live his life the way he
really wants to and therefore is envious towards
everybody who does. The motivation behind envy is fear.
I'm not allowed to live my life the way I want it and
therefore others are also not allowed to do so. What he
is afraid of? I don't know and quite frankly I don't
care.
He also tries to destroy people, to take away their
individuality. They all have to be the grey mass and have
to obey. Obedience to whom?
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