Rescue Me!

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Do we, as a collective society, have a Rescue Fantasy?

This question came up for me this week, as I heard the news of a special counsel being appointed to look into the potential of Russia interfering in the US elections. There has been huge public outcry for this to happen - someone has to do something, right? And then, whew! It happened.

Maybe I'm just jaded, but it got me wondering if there is really anyone who can come to the rescue of this fractured country. For every liberal-minded person celebrating this appointment, there's a conservative-minded person thinking it's unjustified and unnecessary.

This notion of rescue runs deep in our collective consciousness. It seems many thought Trump would rescue us from a slide into socialist-minded governing. Many thought Clinton could rescue us from the prospect of a Trump administration. Many think the government can rescue us; others think we need to be rescued from the government.

It goes deeper than politics, though. The notion of our need to be rescued runs through the major religions: Christ, Buddha, and Mohammed were all a type of savior/messiah. They came to rescue us from sin, or the human condition of the mind, our flawed humanity. Jews and Christians are waiting for the second coming of the messiah, so we can get rescued again.

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It runs through movies and TV shows and commercial advertising: a young girl learns she must wait for her knight in shining armor to rescue and fulfill her; boys learn that the purity of love from a woman can rescue them from a depraved life; some folks marry to be rescued from a life of loneliness, and then marry again to rescue themselves from the pain of a first marriage gone wrong.

We are shown again and again by countless super-heroes that humanity must be saved from itself; just think, for a moment of all the rescue messages we receive in the course of a day. Begin to notice them - I guarantee, it'll be eye-opening.

Where does this come from, deep at the source? Because when you look at us human beings, we are pretty amazing creations. When we incarnate we are, on all levels (physical, spiritual, and emotional), whole and complete in every way. I'm not talking about an infant needing care for survival, or our fundamental need for human connection. If you strip away the countless thousands of years of programming that we are somehow flawed and in need of rescue; if you dig deep into our essential nature, we are whole. Holy. A unique, physical manifestation of spirit. I'm in awe of that.

What if we each tapped into our wholeness, stopped believing that we are fundamentally flawed and/or a sinner, stopped blaming others for all that we perceive as wrong in the world, stopped waiting for the next messiah or guru or world leader to show us the way? What if we learned to listen to our own knowing without question, and acted accordingly? What if we were able to recognize immediately when we are being programmed with bullshit messages that if only we ____, then we'd finally be ______ (happy, successful, loved)?

What if we realize that this entire culture is of our own creation; that it's a mind game in which we are allowing ourselves to be cheated of our own divine nature?

It takes courage to step out of the collective mind game, to take ownership for our lives and the world we are creating. The choice is ours: keep going along for the ride, hoping that someday our prince will come (metaphorically speaking, of course!)? Or to see through the charade, realize that the emperor is, indeed, naked as can be, and work to create the life we are dreaming of?

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With love and respect,

Zardoya

What Are We Thinking?

Are any of you watching The Handmaid's Tale series on television? The program is based on Margaret Atwood's book, which I read in the eighties and again a few years ago. An excellent, albeit disconcerting story of an Old meets New World Order in which a totalitarian theocracy has taken over the United States. In this world, women have no rights whatsoever, and are subjugated to lives as either servants or forced-surrogates to bear children for the commanders in the government. This is not a pretty picture.

Now this story is available in a very well-scripted, well-acted, all-too-real version right in our living rooms. I watched the first three episodes with my sister a few weeks ago, and we both found ourselves deeply disturbed. All the while I was watching, I was hearing a voice in my head: "This can't happen here. Could this actually happen here?" 

The third episode bothered me the most. The main character found her credit card disabled when she went to make a purchase. She called the company, only to find out that all of her accounts had been shut down, and only her husband could access her funds. There were a series of scenes in which the city was taken over by 'police.' The women kept saying "This can't be happening. They can't do this..." Over and over again, my own thoughts played out on the screen.

I have worked with my thoughts about this program over the past few weeks. It's hard to miss the ominous undertone of the story line. Even though it was written in the eighties, it seems written for this time. I've been asking myself, what are people doing with their feelings when they watch this show? It seems to me that we can go one of two directions with it: we can collapse into fear that this is our future path; or we can say HELL NO.

I choose HELL NO. This means that every time the disturbing scenes go through my mind, I say NO. I made a choice not to watch the next episodes, at least not yet. I know the story, I've read the book. And...NO.

Then I saw an innocent post on Facebook yesterday, in which a woman I respect made a comment that ended with "...and gearing up for the real-life Handmaid's Tale that's coming next." My heart quite literally skipped a beat. Is this what people think? Is this what they are doing with their feelings about this TV series, and also about the endless stream of theocratic bullshit coming out of Washington?

I suspect this was a casual comment, and our thoughts are always a reflection of what's really going on inside of us.

Here's why this whole situation bothers me so much: what if it's true that our thoughts create our reality?

The woo-woo new-agers have been claiming this as truth for many years. I don't identify as a woo-woo new-ager, but I have also believed this to be true for many years. And now, quantum science is coming forward with credible proof that matter is, indeed, influenced by thought. Curious? Think I'm crazy? Do a Google search, just see what all comes up. Read some of the new books out there on the topic. It'll definitely get your attention. Here are a couple of links to get you started: Nothing is Solid and Everything is Energy, and Parallel Worlds Exist and Interact with Our World. Read Gregg Braden's books, or Lynn McTaggart's book The Field.

Another option is to get quiet and ask the question, deep inside of yourself. I've been engaged in this question for a long time, and what I see is that we humans are sort of dangling in between the unmanifest world, the world of spirit, and the world of matter that we live in. The energies of creation move through us, are influenced by our thoughts and intentions, and then they take form. When enough people in the collective field of energy we live in believe something strongly enough, it takes form in the collective world of matter.

If there's even a chance that this is true, then what we think and what we say matters. A lot.

Now, more than ever, we need to be conscious of the impact a TV series, or a news article, a movie, or a conversation with others has on us. It takes a nano-second for fear to rise. We can all see the potential for something like The Handmaid's Tale to become reality. It's hanging there in the collective field, and if enough of us believe that this is what's to come, then it shall be so. That's how it works.

And, the HELL NO option is hanging in the collective field, too. There is strong evidence of that, every single day. The important thing to realize is that we are choosing which one becomes reality, each and every moment, with each and every thought, word, and action we take.

Back when I was learning to cross-country ski, my friend's husband gave me a tip that changed everything for me. He said to always keep my eyes on the trail where I wanted my skis to go, focusing just beyond the tips of my skis. The moment you look off to the side of the trail, he said, your skis will follow and you will fall down. Mind you, he'd been watching me fall down over and over again. I'd come upon a sharp corner and would look off-trail and fear would rise up in my chest and I'd think, I don't want to go there! And then I'd go exactly there! And...I'd fall down. Once I kept my eyes focused on exactly where I wanted to go, my skis magically followed. And I didn't fall down...well, not as much, anyway.


Keep your thoughts focused, friends. It's important. The stakes are high. We are co-creating the future, and way past the point that we can get by with blaming others when we fall down. Maybe you think this is all a bunch of woo-woo crap. But...what if it isn't?

With love and respect,

Zardoya