7 Jan 2005 & Tsunami

[Rastus]

Felt something Twinge this morning?

The part about working with the flow and not trying to manipulate things applies to any energy work, not just the Craft.  I had this pointed out to me it seems ages ago, but I only 'got it' in October.

-Namaste

From: "Jim Buss" <jbuss@bigskysoft.com>
Date: January 6, 2005 1:37:32 AM PST
Subject: {jbull} Sumo

6 January 2005

So, what have you been called upon to release this
week? Something that was important to you, but because
of the events of the week, you no longer feel able to
support? On Friday (Honolulu 1am, Seattle 4am, New York
7am, London noon, Jerusalem 2pm, Sydney 11pm) a new
pulse of energy is delivered to the Planet, and it
changes what we hold sacred. Back in the 60s there was
an "old saying" that *ifya love something, let it go; if
it's really yers it'll come back to you*. That's what
we're up to today, letting go of everything we hold
sacred, so we can be open to the new pulse.

It's important that we be open to this, because if
we aren't we'll get out of synch with the Planet.
Fabeku, founder of the Crystal_Spirit group on Yahoo,
says that "People involved in magical practices find an
important lesson through the medicine of Cinnabar - that
real magic isn't about manipulating self, others, nature
and the world, but rather melding with the natural flow,
honoring that flow and evoking greater medicine as a
result." If you read *jbull* regularly, you'll recognize
this as parallel to Frank Zappa's advice - "In a contest
between you and the World, back the World." So today,
let it be.

The new pulse is about "Two lovebirds sitting onna
fence" - sounds worth being open for. This is the
midpoint of Aquarius, one of the power points of the
Zodiac, Imbolc. Imbolc is the initiation to new growth,
the setting of seeds. In the Mayan Calendar, 2005 is
about breaking through to the new consciousness. So
Friday is about setting seeds for whatever lies beyond
2012. Very powerful portal to be open to. Lotsa
candles today, and blood-red stones - Eudialyte, Garnet,
Ruby, Bloodstone, Vanadinite, or take your pick at
http://www.jbuss.com/thumbs21r.htm . Invite the souls of
those who died suddenly and unexpectedly in Aceh, and
have not completely left this plane, to use your candles
and stones to clear the Veil. If you choose Cinnabar,
remember it's makes-ya-wish-you-was-dead poisonous.

Two thirds of the casualties of the rend in the seam
between the Burma Plate and the India Plate were in Aceh
("AH-chay"), the northern half of the island of Sumatra.
The historical essence of Aceh is *Freedom*. The Dutch
tried for 400 years to make a colony out of Aceh, and
did not succeed till early in the 20th century. The
Javanese claimed Sumatra just days after World War II was
over in the Pacific, without ever consulting the people
of Aceh, and they've been colonizing it ever since. The
Acehnese have fought for their freedom from exploitation
by the corrupt Indonesian government for the last quarter
century. Before Paul Wolfowitz came to Washington to
help run The Empire, he was ambassador to Indonesia.
Allan Moffatt tells us that this event has fused the
Spirit of Aceh into the currents and tides of the whole
Planet.

http://www.refugees.org/news/crisis/indonesia/aceh.htm
http://www.hrw.org/reports/2001/aceh/

A supervolcano in Aceh may have come within a few
people of extincting hupeople 75,000 years ago.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Toba_catastrophe_theory

On one island between Aceh and the epicenter, no one died
because their mythology kept a story alive that linked
earthquakes with floods, and everyone rushed to high
ground when the quake hit. The last tsunami to strike
this island? At the eruption of Krakatoa, which is at
the opposite end of Sumatra. In human population,
Indonesia is the fifth largest country in the world.
Compared to India or China, how much do we know about it?
This is not a quiet or inconsequential part of the
Planet. The energy released in this one earthquake was
hundreds of times greater than the energy released in all
of the bombs used in WWII, including the atomic bombs
that the US used on Japan. Our mother may be a sleeping
Tiger, but she is a no less a Tiger.

The Indian Ocean was the private playground of Arab
traders while Europeans were still scared that they'd
fall of the edge if they strayed too far. That's why the
Acehnese are primarily Muslim. On the other side of the
rend, where most of the remaining third of the casualties
occurred, is Buddhist Sri Lanka, formerly the English tea
plantation called Ceylon. The ancient Arab name for
Ceylon? Serendibip. As in serendipity. Physics majors
learn about Flatland while they're still frosh. Flatland
is a two-dimensional landscape, like a piece of paper.
The God of Flatland lives in three dimensions, and when
She lifts her finger from the paper and sets it down at
another spot, it simply disappears and reappears, and the
Flatlanders consider it a miracle.

It's no different for those of us who live in three
dimensions. The most casual actions in the fifth and
sixth dimensions look like miracles to us here in
Globeland. "The Lord works in mysterious ways." In the
Grail Legends, the path to enlightenment is neither
straight nor logical, but serendipitous. To us this
looks like the shaking of a Paradise, but it is not a
krapshoot, not a game at all. We're in the midst of a
major shift, and it's what we came here to experience.
Follow it with interest and detachment. Every toss of
the dice gives us opportunities to remember who we are,
opportunities to re-identify with our timeless higher-
dimensional self instead of believing ourself to *be* our
silly material Globelander costume.

If you want to understand how the USSA could be so
polarized, read George Lakoff's *Don't Think of an
Elephant*. Be careful. His views are so insightful that
he comes dangerously close to Certainty. Certainty is
the foremost symptom of a closed mind, and a closed mind
hinders growth on all other fronts. In your own mind,
keep Lakoff's ideas in the *useful fantasy* category.

The polarization shows us the way, by lighting up
Globelander responses. At 9/11 the Globelander response
was anger that someone could so brashly affront our
affluence - a serendipitous suggestion to detach from
materialism. At this tsunami the Globelander response is
to identify with the suffering and pain, a serendipitous
suggestion to release our attachment to suffering and
recognize death as a simple alchemical transformation.
Follow those souls into the seams of the Planet and the
tides of Her great Oceans. The power there will give us
a new - and humorous - perspective on our attachment to
our nanoscale egos. Remember Don Juan? Death is always
stalking us, our greatest ally.

But honor your grief. This is not an intellectual
exercise in displacing your feelings with concepts. This
is a spiritual exercise in release. There is tremendous
grief in detachment, in release of any kind. Release is
a loss, all losses must be grieved. Stay present with
your grief, dont act to attempt to suppress it. This is
from a memoir of Reagan's decimation of Guatamala and
Nicaragua, where the flood of Amerikan imperialism
created a landscape similar to Aceh:

"The most horrible perversity of the tense and
cautious state of life in hidden exile is that one lacks
the friends of the village into whose arms one can
confidently drop, unguarded, into the holy bath of grief,
inside of which all truly happy men and women must bathe
to transform the great losses of life in war, sickness,
the loss of homelands and the loss of one's confidence in
human decency into a wailing that ends in poetry and
elegant praise of the ability to feel. For desire,
mistaken for love, without the capacity to truly feel the
losses that actual loving entails, makes murderers of
people who have no home friendly enough to allow them
both the complete sadnesses and joys their love can feel.

"Occulted as we were, like quails in front of
searching bird dogs, our silence caused our immediate
survival. The great proper wailing of the type Mayans
and all indigenous humans know they have to make at all
their losses, deep and true, become when hunted and away
from all the friends, a thing put off until a later time,
if a later time ever comes; which if it doesn't and the
uncried grief of war is later forgotten for what it is,
the waiting tears will settle into a violent silt at the
bottom of the river of the so-called resumption of normal
everyday life, in which the ghost of wars-to-come are
sprouted from this forgetting, this grief left uncried
for future generations far from the time that made it" -
Martin Prechtel, *Toe Bone and Tooth*, pp.284-5.

It may be serendipitous, but its not coincidence
that Aceh is an anagram for ache. The transition to
Freedom is grievous. But that's an opportunity to be
loving and gentle with our grief, not a reason to defer
our craving for Freedom.

Love, Jim
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Warm regards,
Constance Demby
http://www.constancedemby.com