imagination - Spiritual Forum - Ashtar Command - Spiritual Community2024-03-29T12:41:55Zhttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/forum/topics/feed/tag/imaginationThe importance of your inner worldhttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/forum/topics/the-importance-of-your-inner-world2012-11-19T05:07:45.000Z2012-11-19T05:07:45.000ZTesla_Lion_2https://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/members/TeslaLion2<div><p>Well, for fast I'll say there are places to go in 5th dimension. These places. Almost all places that are in the comic books and in the cartoons and tv series, all of them exist in reality.</p><p></p><p>To get there is just to think about them as you sleep. For this to work it has to be a place that really matters to you, a place that you really understand and are familiar with it. A place that you really feel as your house or that you love or that is in your frecuency. A place you really feel you fit there.</p><p></p><p>Then you start seeing that sometimes your imagination, you are not the one who moves your thoughts, but the thoughts move by themselves, and that's because the connection really has been done and then from that place you start receiving a lot of energies or beings, actual living beings that becomes part of you, and then if you do it constantly every time will be easiest to get to that place. Those living beings are part of your inner world. Which is very important. Because it's with it that you create your reality.</p></div>The Metaphoric Perspective from Solar Timelord Valiant Ashtar Kumarahttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/forum/topics/the-metaphoric-perspective-from-solar-timelord-valiant-ashtar2012-07-27T03:07:23.000Z2012-07-27T03:07:23.000ZStarflowerhttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/members/Starflower677<div><p>V: There is an incredible emotional richness of sense data within the relationship between you and your planet.</p><p> </p><p>From each individual perspective, you form your relationship with nature however you will; while simultaneously, behind the scenes, collective, or Mass Will is also taking on form, self-magnetizing You into a new planetary relationship as Your divine human nature. Much like a snowball rolling down a mountain of snow irresistibly gathers mass to itself, so will your individual wills naturally unite into a collective will.</p><p> </p><p>I say this because, as we listen to the sounds of your collective, we continually hear questions regarding how, and what will I feel like, becoming One?</p><p> </p><p>(smiles) You will feel yourself in a precious new way that will emerge from your own, personal body of knowing.</p><p> </p><p>Your body of knowing holds everything you have experienced and every value you have distilled of the experience. You have actually, always been, and will continually become an expanded sensory tool through which higher-self-frequencies participate in your personal gestalt of the moment.</p><p> </p><p>S: I’m hearing a really big flip here, of ideation. We have perceived our bodies as following 3d laws, and that makes us think them, somewhat weak. A body doesn’t last, the pyramids did. We explore the pyramids, for example, for meaningful wisdom, and give them a place in historical time, back thousands and thousands of years ago.</p><p> </p><p>Yet, you’re saying our <b>bodies</b> are how we look into everywhere, aren’t you?</p><p> </p><p>V: (smiling, more) The challenge here is to release your own ideas of density. I will say that when you do, the metaphorical perspective will become a significant source of meaning and creativity.</p><p> </p><p>Basically, you are a living pattern that has personalized and makes ever more meaningful relationships.</p><p> </p><p>I would say, there is more depth of eternity in artistic moments of human expression, than in the average conversation at let’s say, a grocery store, or even, the average exchange on many jobs where you are responding to the need to check in with a superior, let’s say, to re-explain something or reassure.</p><p> </p><p>There are values in all of these moments. Yet, when a moment is predictable and, more closed than open to originality, there is little metaphor, correct?</p><p> </p><p>S: Mmm… I never even wondered if there was. And those moments, seem to occupy less awareness, too, than hearing a moving piece of music or feeling open to a vivid piece of art.</p><p> </p><p>V: Most certainly, and this is a good analogy for your conscious self-awareness to note as you move into larger fields of timefree space and spacefree time. That is how I would explain what you call fifth dimension to you.</p><p> </p><p>So, to enter these larger fields, you will use your own body of memory, knowing and experience that has many rich details and intimately personal contexts, and you will join the collective through a metaphoric appreciation of symbols, processes, and events.</p><p> </p><p>For example, you regard a beautiful flower. Were you to note, “oh, that’s a daylily, and it’s pink, no, orange-pink”, then move on-- you would have entered a small awareness with limited space, somewhat typical, when running awareness through only three dimensions.</p><p> </p><p>Now, let’s suggest you are regarding the flower and the smooth curve of the petal draws you. Spontaneously, you become the curve of that petal and you follow it like a road. Tracing the beauty of the petal into a brother-petal that is connected, you enter the realm of metaphor and see how each of your brothers springs out of a common center, just like you. You enter the metaphoric knowing as deeply as you desire. Some may be content with the first moment of insight, and withdraw to crystallize it. Others may penetrate deeper and follow the flower into their own flower of life, integrating their awareness into multitudinous connections, all that express true relationship.</p><p> </p><p>S: It is as if our metaphors expand our perception of our true relationship, inside and beyond time.</p><p> </p><p>V: Yes, and your metaphors are a personalized language for each divine human to physically enter the life of the One invisible, eternal reality. Metaphors are harmonic. You know whenever you deeply contemplate nature that you enter divinity; but your senses up to now have portrayed that ‘this’ is ‘this’, and here it stops, and ‘that’ is ‘that’. I am sorry to be confusing, but “this” is “that”, becoming new.</p><p> </p><p>S: You are indeed, breaking down my hard and fast sense of the reality I walk around in.</p><p> </p><p>V: It is time. The solar realms are far more comfortable than yours, at this moment. And all of us pray, which is our projected will of desire, for you to regain the mighty sense of self connection to your divine body through personally engaging nature as living metaphor, rather than competitive growth. Mere survival is nothing compared to the value of intended beauty, forever free to unfold.</p><p> </p><p>Each human has direct ties of love to Nature. Through reverent immersion in Nature, each of you may gently be made whole and sensitive to your metaphoric perfection. It does not matter where you start- the sky will mirror for you. Plants have generously adaptable personalities and may be found in the most unexpected places.</p><p>Think of your cities, as homes to many, just like a forest is a home to many layers of life. Now, as metaphoric nature reveals <i>your</i> divine place in Nature, creative humans will invite Nature to thrive around them.</p><p> </p><p>Have you ever watched a plant grow up between the cracks of a sidewalk? Let it be and it will upheave the cement and make itself a garden right in the middle of your path.</p><p> </p><p>This is living metaphor for the truth that your nature will find soil in which to grow, from within.</p><p> </p><p>The transformation that is descending upon the Earth is first and foremost, within.</p><p> </p><p>Sometimes we see that you look for outer changes to assure yourselves that an ascension and not another deception is occurring.</p><p> </p><p>Can you see, metaphorically, that this is akin to requiring power over something external to gift you with freedom? Can you see that this is looking only at the problem you have long believed in, and making it a source of your faith? Dare you believe that <i>your faith</i> is the only token you have to offer that moves the divine will?</p><p> </p><p>Just like a plant pops up in the midst of a concrete jungle, so you are full of potentials and creative energies within. Life is an art of ever extending harmonies and shared metaphors. All energies translates to matter in fluid metaphors. Be they flowers, spirals, pyramids, geometries, ants, crumbs or paperclips, nothing is excluded. Even colors and elements will begin to speak, and reveal to you their place and wisdom gained of being alive in the great, eternal, metaphoric landscapes of Being.</p><p> </p><p>Your world is inspired by the quality of your dreams. It is not to be changed by merely solving the old problems. Beyond and within these suffering dreams is … the freedom to dream, anew.</p><p> </p><p>It is recognized that the hardness, and seeming fastness of the reality of your experience, by many, called “density”, seems to carry certain requirements. Such as, to build a house, you need money, a lot on which to construct it, contracts to maintain the employment of builders, etc.</p><p> </p><p>But the seed truth is that, your desire to build a beautiful home that welcomes nature and man to live co-creatively, without contracts nor fail, draws on the powerful metaphoric relationship in which such a home <i>will naturally exist.</i> All the means whereby it is physically accomplished will flow out of the origin, just as the petals of a flower arise as one out of its center. Such is the genesis of any manifest creation that it arises out of inner harmony, already present, waiting to be expressed.</p><p> </p><p>The true ascension is one of the witness you call your inner awareness. A metaphoric perspective opens internal connections to your planet’s larger life, its vast realms of collaborative nature. Hence, you will be vastly more attuned.</p><p> </p><p>Life, child, is an INSIDE job that makes itself outside you for your experience and delight.</p><p> </p><p>S: You make me think of Victor Frankl, who found inner freedom and power while in the most desperate of physical circumstances.</p><p> </p><p>V: He is indeed, an apt metaphor, for his writings illuminated many. He demonstrated becoming the Christed consciousness. The living Christ has appeared, time and again, within your selves, and if you look through metaphoric perspective you will see this clearly.</p><p> </p><p>It is time to loosen and lighten all the boundaries, all the edges you used to perceive—for they metamorphose continually into one whole. All is living energy in dynamic motion. You will weave new platforms of reality, and great living fields will respond to your metaphoric presence as one within the One.</p><p> </p><p>It is time to know that your unseen faith is potent, magical, and the actual reason for all miracles is through them, you fulfill the greater metaphors of life.</p><p> </p><p>And to close, I wish to add, it is time to recognize and realize, your shift of creative awareness is the fuel that lifts this planet. Your ascended awareness awaits your investing your beautiful inner self with godly significance. Although you may think in any moment, when you feel less than happy, ‘I have failed’, that is misunderstanding, to be discarded.</p><p> </p><p>‘I have failed’ is a metaphor for dying: a metaphor that may, at any time, be resurrected into a mighty I AM creating, and I AM full of rich emotional data that I once called a dead end of failure. Every moment is greater in data than the one before. Every moment can be expanded into powerful symbolism through seeking the metaphoric perspective.</p><p> </p><p>Do you see, Starflower? There is no failure. There is only trial and data, effort and information. Life is forever linked within itself to itself, and there is no where you are that is not alive and growing.</p><p> </p><p>By shifting your importance to the dreaming, inner ground, you will reconstruct in a moment, unimaginable change at eye-popping speed.</p><p> </p><p>Rule your kingdom of inner life as metaphor, child, and our space faces will become visible; our ship homes will appear in your skies, for our dreams will TOUCH yours. This is what we long for, just as you. This is why, in myriad ways we speak to all of you on inner channels.</p><p> </p><p>Yes, this is all, unstoppable; yet your participation is always what consciousness you offer, what mirror you present. Everything will unfold most creatively and harmoniously, as you join with us in living as the greater metaphors and offering your consciousness as the food of new dreams.</p><p> </p><p>S: Goodness, thank you, Val! As I sit here scribing this out of doors, I see two birds near a feeder… and one is actually feeding another, beak to beak. I have never seen that before.</p><p> </p><p>V: (smiles) I trust you to enjoy and expand that metaphor.</p><p><a href="{{#staticFileLink}}8110383657,original{{/staticFileLink}}"><img class="align-full" src="{{#staticFileLink}}8110383657,original{{/staticFileLink}}" width="300" alt="8110383657?profile=original" /></a></p><p> </p></div>Where do Ideas come from?https://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/forum/topics/where-do-ideas-come-from2012-06-18T14:40:11.000Z2012-06-18T14:40:11.000ZEsoteric Emissaryhttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/members/EsotericEmissary<div><p>Fascinating testimony of an author whose fantasy novels have become real and who has met actual characters from his novels in real life. This begs the question where do ideas come from. I too have had many ideas come through my imagination in what I thought were just fantasy novels.</p><p></p><p><a href="http://deoxy.org/pkd_how2build.htm">http://deoxy.org/pkd_how2build.htm</a></p><p></p><p>I got into D&D at a young age, made my own system, was a DM for 16+ years, made campaigns with my best friend every other weekend and a few others from time to time. Many of these became inspiration for fantasy novels.</p><p></p><p>The ancient empire of light - a past in my world where there was super advanced technology. It also featured a dark lord that was defeated yet cursed to return every 500 years until he is allowed to reign for 500 years. He had three students who became top notch black magicians.</p><p></p><p>Two worlds - planet Milenia and planet Gemina: each usually on opposite sides of the sun. Gemina is entirely medieval, milenia is technological, a second world having to do with the millenium obviously. 4 evil prophets gather the worlds into a intergalaic war. Milenia is either a reference to the second earth or the planet Venus, the morning star which may have once been habitable, but in my world these two planets exist at the same time.</p><p></p><p>Nibiru - I made a planet called Nibiru surrounded by 3 suns. Before I ever heard of the name. I read something about the Nibiru sun being called Zaos. Zaos was a name I used in my world for a sacred sword that needed to be blessed by 9 elemental powers of 9 elemental gem guardains to extinguish evil. A sword blessed by the council of nine perhaps?</p><p><br /> Arcturus - He was a super powerful villian who people on my planets lost continent worshipped as a god. I was very surprised to find out there was a race of aliens called Arcturians. In my world Atcturus started a cult on a sunken continent (Atlantis) where he had both Arcane and Spirit bloodline abilities giving him the ability to create his own dimension and trap souls inside that dimension and feed on them. The battle of Arcturus vs a hero with attuned to the nine elemental gem guardians was so epic it resulted in the sinking of the continent. Although I made him into a villian, some truth concerning the dimension and souls being able to go there may have something to do with the fifth dimension. Arcturus seems to be good in the Bible "Canst thou guide Arcturus and his sons?" Job 38 also mentions the Pleiades.</p><p><br /> 390-391 - the classic quest year for our gaming sessions. <span class="st">In the <em>year 391</em> AD all non-Christian temples in the Empire were closed</span>. There is probably a lot of other interesting things that happened in 390, 391.</p><p></p><p>From: <a href="http://deoxy.org/pkd_how2build.htm">http://deoxy.org/pkd_how2build.htm</a></p><p></p><blockquote><p>In 1970 I wrote a novel called <i>Flow My Tears, the Policeman Said</i>. One of the characters is a nineteen-year-old girl named Kathy. Her husband's name is Jack. Kathy appears to work for the criminal underground, but later, as we read deeper into the novel, we discover that actually she is working for the police. She has a relationship going on with a police inspector. The character is pure fiction. Or at least I thought it was.</p><p>Anyhow, on Christmas Day of 1970, I met a girl named Kathy—this was after I had finished the novel, you understand. She was nineteen years old. Her boyfriend was named Jack. I soon learned that Kathy was a drug dealer. I spent months trying to get her to give up dealing drugs; I kept warning her again and again that she would get caught. Then, one evening as we were entering a restauant together, Kathy stopped short and said, "I can't go in." Seated in the restaurant was a police inspector whom I knew. "I have to tell you the truth," Kathy said. "I have a relationship with him."</p><p>Certainly, these are odd coincidences. Perhaps I have precognition. But the mystery becomes even more perplexing; the next stage totally baffles me. It has for four years.</p><p>In 1974 the novel was published by Doubleday. One afternoon I was talking to my priest—I am an Episcopalian—and I happened to mention to him an important scene near the end of the novel in which the character Felix Buckman meets a black stranger at an all-night gas station, and they begin to talk. As I described the scene in more and more detail, my priest became progressively more agitated. At last he said, "That is a scene from the Book of Acts, from the Bible! In Acts, the person who meets the black man on the road is named Philip—your name." Father Rasch was so upset by the resemblance that he could not even locate the scene in his Bible. "Read Acts," he instructed me. "And you'll agree. It's the same down to specific details."</p><p>I went home and read the scene in Acts. Yes, Father Rasch was right; the scene in my novel was an obvious retelling of the scene in Acts... and I had never read Acts, I must admit. But again the puzzle became deeper. In Acts, the high Roman official who arrests and interrogates Saint Paul is named Felix—the same name as my character. And my character Felix Buckman is a high-ranking police general; in fact, in my novel he holds the same office as Felix in the Book of Acts: the final authority. There is a conversation in my novel which very closely resembles a conversation between Felix and Paul.</p><p>Well, I decided to try for any further resemblances. The main character in my novel is named Jason. I got an index to the Bible and looked to see if anyone named Jason appears anywhere in the Bible. I couldn't remember any. Well, a man named Jason appears once and only once in the Bible. It is in the Book of Acts. And, as if to plague me further with coincidences, in my novel Jason is fleeing from the authorities and takes refuge in a person's house, and in Acts the man named Jason shelters a fugitive from the law in his house—an exact inversion of the situation in my novel, as if the mysterious Spirit responsible for all this was having a sort of laugh about the whole thing.</p><p>Felix, Jason, and the meeting on the road with the black man who is a complete stranger. In Acts, the disciple Philip baptizes the black man, who then goes away rejoicing. In my novel, Felix Buckman reaches out to the black stranger for emotional support, because Felix Buckman's sister has just died and he is falling apart psychologically. The black man stirs up Buckman's spirits and althought Buckman does not go away rejoicing, at least his tears have stopped falling. He had been flying home, weeping over the death of his sister, and had to reach out to someone, anyone, even a total stranger. It is an encounter between two strangers on the road which changes the life of one of them—both in my novel and in Acts. And one final quirk by the mysterious Spirit at work: the name Felix is the Latin word for "happy." Which I did not know when I wrote the novel.</p><p>A careful study of my novel shows that for reasons which I cannot even begin to explain I had managed to retell several of the basic incidents from a particular book of the Bible, and even had the right names. What could explain this? That was four years ago that I discovered all this. For four years I have tried to come up with a theory and I have not. I doubt if I ever will.</p><p>But the mystery had not ended there, as I had imagined. Two months ago I was walking up to the mailbox late at night to mail off a letter, and also to enjoy the sight of Saint Joseph's Church, which sits opposite my apartment building. I noticed a man loitering suspiciously by a parked car. It looked as if he was attempting to steal the car, or maybe something from it; as I returned from the mailbox, the man hid behind a tree. On impulse I walked up to him and asked, "Is anything the mattter?"</p><p>"I'm out of gas," the man said. "And I have no money."</p><p>Incredibly, because I have never done this before, I got out my wallet, took all the money from it, and handed the money to him. He then shook hands with me and asked where I lived, so that he could later pay the money back. I returned to my apartment, and then I realized that the money would do him no good, since there was no gas station within walking distance. So I returned, in my car. The man had a metal gas can in the trunk of his car, and, together, we drove in my car to an all-night gas station. Soon we were standing there, two strangers, as the pump jockey filled the metal gas can. Suddenly I realized that this was the scene in my novel—the novel written eight years before. The all-night gas station was exactly as I had envisioned it in my inner eye when I wrote the scene—the glaring white light, the pump jockey—and now I saw something which I had not seen before. The stranger who I was helping was black.</p><p>We drove back to his stalled car with the gas, shook hands, and then I returned to my apartment building. I never saw him again. He could not pay me back because I had not told him which of the many apartments was mine or what my name was. I was terribly shaken up by this experience. I had literally lived out a scene completely as it had appeared in my novel. Which is to say, I had lived out a sort of replica of the scene in Acts where Philip encounters the black man on the road.</p></blockquote></div>Destructive Thoughtshttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/forum/topics/destructive-thoughts2010-10-02T06:38:22.000Z2010-10-02T06:38:22.000ZAmeliahttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/members/Amelia610<div>Sometimes, I obsess about terrible things that could happen. As someone who knows about the Law of Attraction, obviously I would like to avoid this, because I know it is very possible the things I obsess about might one day come and bite me in the ass. However, sometimes I simply can't escape the fear, and the images won't go away. Sometimes, I'll find myself thinking through some horrible storyline and have to stop myself in the middle of it. <br /><br />I've created some protective thought forms that will hopefully start to produce some results the more I use them. I've made them to transmute some of my more negative thoughts to positive ones, whether I am aware of it or not... if my ability is strong enough. <br /><br />Mostly, though, I want to break the habit of having these thoughts in the first place. Bad things come and go, but life is right here in the moment. I wish to stop sabotaging my future with my sometimes dramatic imagination... <br /></div>ASCENSION: Truth & Love.https://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/forum/topics/ascension-truth-love2010-03-15T09:08:43.000Z2010-03-15T09:08:43.000Zbluemagneticnighthttps://www.ashtarcommandcrew.net/members/bluemagneticnight<div>I do not care about just simply you..I care about ME, the securing happiness and knowingness of me, to consciously spread those positive energies to YOU. Then I care about you mirroring MY positive energies. Happiness and smiles are a joyous disease..for 2012 IS the return of innocence. Love..your Mayan brother..the RadiantONE, the Blue Magnetic Night (TONE ONE REPRESENTING UNITY), the TRUTH I_AM. <br /><br />NAMASTE OLD SOULS..<br /><br />IN LAK'ECH (I AM ANOTHER YOU)<br /><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cXWyBeRGKD0">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cXWyBeRGKD0</a><br /></div>