This string of contemplations developed as a fantasia with the 3rd, 34th and 42nd Gene Keys in the Codon Ring of Life and Death: particularly, the 3rd Gift of Innovation.
The “quiver of hostility” around the human form (human nature, human genome within the animal kingdom) is a fascinating phrase in my previous post. I just changed the word “quantum” to “quiver”. It could also have been “quaver”.
But quiver is also the hunter’s quiver for arrows; a man’s creative sperm.
The quiver around the human energy field repels most wildlife. It has menacing arms whose unpredictable extension is predatory: the frequency established over millennia the stone, the spear, the gun.
However, this terrain can be crossed or coaxed, and also applies to our interior creatures or familiars.
“Unihipili” (in the Huna teaching, and in Philip Pullman’s trilogy ‘His Dark Materials‘) are our subconscious animal nature whose collective memory flows around our everyday conscious self. Our awareness with it reveals the Gift which activates the Siddhi: a triadic circuitry.
Some of us succeed in stepping through our dragons, to come out. There is also the vast culture for domesticating and taming animals, with its symbiotic spectrum; and the wood-men who love and live with bears; and shepherd with dog, woman with horse.
I catch sight of the Shadow which wraps our genus in 64 ways. Everyone’s auric field contains this infinitely interpenetrating matter, and the job of illuminating it personally.
Each individual carries an “invisible” cluster of demons and elementars, spheres of trapped pain and attitude. A shaman can spot these and release them from their supportive matrix. We can also learn to detect and release our own. Naturally they don’t want to go, and they put up a fight. This goes on at every level. The watercolour sketch I did the other day of Dark Brown is the River, Golden is the Sand … has a dancer or such a being, in the stem of a tree; a scribble.
So! I have them, firmly attached, and the ones I am aware of, are Fears of various kinds. Quiet confrontation doesn’t seem to help much, but identifying and then “bracketing” the entity by resolving not to react from it, perhaps does.
Acknowledge it respectfully by bowing, like Harry Potter to the hippogriff who bowed back and then became his salvation-vehicle. See? The dark creatures should not be repressed, but shown respect and recognition. Then they might co-opt.
This is transformation; they all have the magnificent Hippogriff potential to soar and fly, rescue and deliver.
The demons of mental illness are less amenable. Their parasitic power can be drawn forth only by the shaman’s touch, or in Yeshua’s Name. This reminds me of the healers, shamans and firewalkers in the Huna tradition.
The “quivering” insight shows that I, we carry inescapably the residual arrows of thousands of generations. The tension in the world at present is a result, but within those dense complex layers is embedded the Gift, even as Sol our Sun drives the wave of night around the planet.
No condition is fixed.
Does contemporary redemption reach back into the echo in history of earlier centuries, and tickle the generosity in the human heart, redeeming that situation also? (I am so much enjoying Midi Berry’s novel “Nights of the Road“:)
What we do and are now, can tincture the deep past, within present or previous incarnations – often in the simplest way. The future is my guiding Hand and completion, helping me over the current difficult or Plutonic bits. The Third Gift is “Innovation” and its subtitle is “the End of Island Mentality”. The end of island mentality extends kindness to previous generations, ancestors and incarnations. The universal Human Forgiveness is our judgement day.
The Third Shadow’s “mono-cell fear-based outlook on life holds the secret to our future … If it were true that deep within the nucleus of every cell a selfish drive were paramount, then it is highly unlikely that any two cells could ever cooperate, since their very design would drive them to compete. The genius of the cell and its true brain must therefore lie where the quantum biologists say it lies – within the cell’s membrane. The membrane allows the single cell to respond to its environment, and allows its DNA to be INFLUENCED by its environment.” (RR)
This, he continues, is the foundational principle of quantum biology, regarded as heresy by mainstream biological dogma. It is the core premise of the gene keys. My DNA coding and inheritance is not a limited fixture. The brainstem is in the aura interface, and it alters according to the data through the interface.
Here is the core teaching of esoteric science and the ageless wisdom: the conscious self reprogrammes the subconscious, which constantly and unfailingly delivers.
The “genius of the cell and its true brain” is in the design of the honeycomb and of solar-hexagonal dazzle. The hexagonal hologram is ‘packed’ so its edges fit economically together, filling the cube of space.
Within the capacity to be influenced (for better or worse), lies the seed of INNOVATION. Aeons ago, monocelled organisms leaped into multicellular beings. Today the phenomenal cult of personal ego, or monocell consciousness, heralds the same kind of leap into multicellular, philanthropic being.
This is unimaginable to most people, if the idea is held that we humans are incurably exclusive. That enormous enveloping self-image is a tiny black umbrella over a tiny obscurity in the living reality.
The tightly wound up Shadow may leap and gloriously transport, like Harry Potter’s Hippogriff. Bowing to it is a courtesy. When it bows back, there is recognition and the Ally. Jung bowed to supernatural and subterranean beings he met in the Red Book he wrote during the First World War; they were his medicine and his teachers.
This is significant! When my fear or gross anxiety next comes, try seeing and bowing to it. If the fear bows back (by gesture, or a bit later on – give it some time!), its nature has changed to cooperation.
The Third Gift of Innovation is built into life: life is designed to transcend its “Difficulty at the Beginning” programming. INNOVATION ONLY OCCURS WHEN YOU TRULY BEGIN TO THINK FOR YOURSELF (RR). Single celled life gave way to cooperative life. The Whole is the Honeycomb.
“Thinking for my self”… that is, thinking out of the box … follows the same principle as Gurdjieff’s “external considering”, where the wellbeing of the whole or for the other is considered in a pragmatic way.
By contrast, “Inner-considering” is the more common fear-based co-dependent fantasy. When the inner-considering reflex is overcome, a co-operative beatitude dawns. For instance: I’m imagining my mother’s relief and pleasure in sharing her Sutherland adventure with my sister, and it doesn’t bother me now that I’m away, and will miss that conversation. She has a daughter right there to tell it to, and I embrace them both.
Beginning to discover these attitudes in myself free of stress, is encouraging.
In my Life and Death Codon Ring family also – the Robins – my role reflects the whole, through what I study. With this focus, a power within the robin is activated, growing wings, affirming the ground.
“Unity equals efficiency. This is the integral message encoded in the codon Ring of Life and Death. It is based on the Book of Changes, continually mutating; it transcends and includes those levels and views it has just transcended … If you are not continually transcending, then you are dying.” (RR)
How wonderful, and how the hexagonal Ring glows more and more to life and substance with the 3rd Gene Key and my 42nd! I felt I wouldn’t make much progress with Gene Keys until I start to get to know them in their Codon Ring relationships. They display each other. Great actors improve the performance around them – the others on stage are inspired to give their best. Each Gene Key enhances those around it, and all the rest. Everything is Yin for Yang. In the mind-blowing treasury of the Buddha’s Avatamsaka Sutra (see end of this post), each Gene Key is a fabulous and infinite gem: the all contains the All.
The feeling of “shift” is typical of the daily transmutation in my genetic matrix. Catching the flame in alchemical oven, I feed it gently with the bellows. If I have it here, it is already collective by morphic resonance; our inescapable human destiny. Behold the stars in the raven’s wing.
Whenever an alchemist reaches this point, the mental engine stops. Mind stops. Breath deepens and slows. Do not compromise with small human expectation. Go for the big canvas, the All; and celebrate the Presence.
“The child at play mutates and is mutated by its environment. … All preconceived notions, dogmas or beliefs must be discarded when they no longer serve the developing synthesis. Innovation requires a deep sense of inner trust. As you work with this Gift you continually update and change your position (in the) underlying unifying spirit (even if you may not see how everything fits together).
“The cell’s true brain is in its membrane rather than its nucleus; our true brain is through the emotional system (solar plexus).” (RR)
It is true that “the emotional life” scuppers the best laid plans which are head-based.
In fact the emotional solar-embodied brain with all its potential, is moving into evolutionary vanguard. I think the solar plexus brain elbows linear concepts out of the nest like a young cuckoo. My cuckoo NOW sets convention and ambitious conformity aside, on the back burner. Instead of those hard voices I hear Oh! HOW CUCKOO I AM, and it is spring.
“Like the cellular membrane, the solar plexus system determines what frequencies are allowed in and out.” (RR)
For instance, when (for instance) disaster-theorists blame others who are “out there”, my solar plexus goes into distress and shutdown. Those notions disempower the meaning of ‘taking a positive responsibility’ in the everyday sense They get through, but they are not accepted. They cause outrage and uproar until they are engulfed by solar plexus system’s White Governors (corpuscles). The solar plexus organ is the liver, ruled by Jupiter, where the blood is made.
Now that too is extraordinary. Blood is made in the liver. What from? It is impossible to know this by cutting open the body, because the instant a part of it is exposed, the body loses its cosmic integrity and bleeds. The cosmic beauty and integrity of our inner organic body – for instance the sparkling dialogue of liver and heart – is beyond our sight and instruments of measure. I am sure however, that shamanic and far-eastern and forest medicines see the play and the glory. They regulate heart, kidney, lung and liver balances through the map of meridians or nadir – the ley-lines through our physical body.
It does the interior organic body and subconscious immeasurable good just to tune in. Ride a cock horse! All is well in the Cosmic Serpent.
“Thus, as the individual mutates to receive higher frequencies, these frequencies unlock the higher organising principles of collective life embedded within our DNA. It is not we who make this decision, but life. These codes are already waiting inside us, threaded along those mazy pathways deep within our DNA. This is the sacred secret: life is designed to keep on innovating, and the old human with its single-celled island mentality has had its day.” (RR)
It is simplistic to blame the shadow aspect of social media technology. The new technology is constantly re-innovating itself, which is irritating and unsettling, but echoes the big Solar-system Broom which scrubs us along, transformatively. As above, so below … Amon-Ra!
APPENDED: Paraphrase by Suzuki from the Buddha’s AVAMTAMSAKA SUTRA
THE TOWER is as wide and spacious as the sky itself.
The ground is paved with (innumerable) precious stones of all kinds, and there are within the Tower (innumerable) palaces, porches, windows, staircases, railings and passages, all of which are made of the seven kinds of precious gems …
And within this Tower, spacious and exquisitely ornamented, there are also hundreds of thousands … (innumerable) of Towers, each one of which is as exquisitely ornamented as the Tower itself, and as spacious as the sky.
And all these Towers, beyond calculation in number, stand not at all in one another’s way; each preserves its individual existence in perfect harmony with all the rest; there is nothing here which bars one Tower from being fused with all the others, individually and collectively; there is a state of perfect intermingling, and yet of perfect orderliness.
Sudhana, the young pilgrim, sees himself in all the Towers, as well as in each single Tower, where all is contained in One and each contains all.
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