Month: November 2021

In It

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This and Other Realities:

In It

I am In a World of Wonder.
A World of Wonder is In me.
You are In It too.
Do you see? Do you see?

I am In Nature.
Nature is In me.
You are In It too.
Do you see? Do you see?

I am In Earth’s Ecosphere.
Earth’s Ecosphere’s In me.
You are In It too.
Do you see? Do you see?

I am In the Universe.
The Universe is In me.
You are In It too.
Do you see? Do you see?

I am In God’s Life.
God’s Life is In me.
You are In It too.
Do you see? Do you see?

November 13, 2021
Shelley Wilson

Spiritual Amnesia

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This and Other Realities:

Spiritual Amnesia

There is a Spiritual Purpose for our Spiritual Amnesia when we are born. That Purpose is a Fresh Start. It is part of God’s, Life’s, Process for our Spiritual Evolution here on this Planet. We Forget in order to Remember in this Realm of Duality.

In the Process of Remembering our Spirit, our true and essential Nature as Beings of Spirit, Divine Energy, and the Great Oneness of All Life, some of us awaken to Remembrance of other Lifetimes of Experience. We get visual images, like Yogananda, or simply Direct Knowings of our Soul’s ‘past’, of places or events or people in our life in the ‘present’. This goes beyond mere wishful thinking of wanting to have ‘lived the life’ of someone famous or ‘exciting’.

(Remembering ‘past lives’ is further complicated by the Soul’s ‘Diamond Nature’ of being able to express the Divine Nature by having many Aspects, Individuations, Facets expressed or lived at the same time- the same as well as other Timelines.)

Life cannot die. It is formless and genderless and eternal. Life expresses Itself in many Forms and It ‘Recycles’- It ‘Trans-forms’.

Our Souls- our Energy Units- are Divine. We come from our Creator- our Source- our ‘Spiritual Home’- and we Return Home. We Return to the Great Oneness and become once again Heaven Itself. As Individualized Units of Life Energy, however, we have Free Will Choice to either ‘Stay Home’ or Continue On in our Spiritual Adventures.

When here on Earth, Remembering our Soul’s ‘past lives’ can be an aid in our Spiritual Evolution. It can help us to understand relationships, circumstances, challenges and opportunities in our ‘here and now’ present life experiences. It is part of the Process of growing Awareness piercing the limitations of Personal Ego- Personality and Personal Mindset and Beliefs influenced by such things as Family and Culture.

Soul has no ‘gender’- neither male nor female- the ‘relationship naming’ of ‘son’ or ‘daughter of God is merely a ‘naming tool’ we humans have created to indicate ‘connection’ to our Life Source. The Spirit of Life is Formless yet can take on Any Form. Forms are ever-changing Energy which ‘appears’ and ‘disappears’, ‘trans-forming’. Our bodies and our lives do this whether we are Aware or not.

When contemplating Spiritual Amnesia this morning, the story of Jesus came to mind.

At the birth of Jesus, in the Spring- not December, three Spiritual Kings- three Spiritual Masters- three Magi from the East came bearing gifts for the ‘newborn King’. Their gifts symbolized their understanding of his life’s Spiritual Purpose and also to acknowledge the Return of the King to his Land.

I’ll ‘owl-ways’ believe that Jesus was the reincarnation of King Melchizedek, the former King of the ‘city-state’ called Jeru- Salem, the City of Peace. When King Melchizedek ruled Jerusalem, it was known as the City of Peace because all warring factions could not enter with weapons. It was a place of Truce then, recognized and respected by the people of that time.

As King Melchizedek was known as ‘the King of Peace’, so too- Jesus, the Spiritual King, was later known as ‘the Prince of Peace’. At the visit of the Three Kings, the Magi, the infant Jesus was acknowledged as a King reborn. That he was not later recognized- and even feared as a threat- by those in political and religious power, those being the local representatives of the then ruling Romans and the influential religious authorities of the Judaic Branch of the Israelite Tribes- all ignorant of who he was, does not negate the fact that he was the reincarnation of King Melchizedek.

The ‘Messiah’ these people imagined to come and save them from Roman Occupation was to be a ‘War Lord’- a ‘War Lord’ to conquer their enemies and to rule the World. King Melchizedek, the King of Peace, and Jesus, the Spiritual King- the ‘King/Prince’ of Peace- was not the Messiah War Lord they had imagined and expected. “…they know not what they do.”

As a ‘Spiritual King’- Jesus knew and understood his Spiritual Divinity, his Divine Nature, as had many Spiritual Masters before and after. He Remembered His Spirit, the Divine Nature and Essence within him and within all humans (whether aware, awake and remembering their own Spiritual Nature or still in Spiritual Amnesia- not knowing Who They Are and even in hostile denial of this Great Truth.)

His Soul-Selected Mission was to Remind others of their own Spiritual Nature, their Spirit, and the Peace of God within. Inner Peace creates outer Peace. His Mission was not to add to all the Needless Suffering of humans and other creatures. All suffering and pain that has been created in his name since has been Needless and based in mistaken understandings and false beliefs. No one ever needed to harm others or themselves in any way in his name. No one ever needed to harm others or themselves in any way in the many names we refer to God as Creator, Life Itself. So much Needless Suffering!!!

Kings and Queens symbolize the power, majesty and glory of Spirit, not as ‘Mastery Over Others’ but as Self-Mastery, the true Goal and Remembrance of every Soul ‘Knowing Thy Self ’becomes Aware of Its true Divine Nature, the Omnipresence of God, the Great Oneness of All Life, the ‘Kingdom of Heaven’ and Peace within us.

November 12, 2021
Shelley Wilson

Owl Tales and Photos

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A Note To My Previous Post: Owl Tales

‘Owl’ tell you something else.

Pharaoh/Queen Hatshepsut was part Nubian.

Despite all attempts to erase her name and memory, much of her constructions, relics and artifacts- like her jewellery, still exist (made by her jewellers, though claimed to be that of following rulers, a common practice of inheritance and even grave-robbing by secret royal orders- or royals claiming greatness by falsely putting their name on more ancient structures like Pharaoh Kufu-Cheops- blatantly false claims to the Pyramids.) Even today, Hatshepsut’s love poems written to and with Solomon (called The Songs of Solomon) still exist, though confusingly interpreted now as ‘Holy Scripture’. Well, ‘everything is the meaning we give it’.

This Pharaoh/Queen Hatshepsut, chosen by her Father and fully Initiated, ruled Upper and Lower Egypt, Nubia, Ethiopia, a part of the Arabian Peninsula called Saba (Sheba)…and other Tribute Lands, trading extensively throughout the surrounding areas. She travelled to ‘Punt’, the Egyptian name for ‘the Holy Land, with exotic ‘gifts’- a ‘trade mission’- bringing her ‘entourage’ of highly skilled people, including Architects. Punt, ‘the Holy Land’, had also grown wealthy due to King Solomon’s ‘Wisdom’, his ‘Connections’, through several foreign marriages- alignments to foreign ruling families, and his Business Connections with Hiram of Tyre who owned a fleet of ships profitably transporting cargo between countries.

King Solomon was not as wealthy or powerful as Pharaoh/Queen Hatshepsut but was considered by her and her advisors as a suitable partner for a royal marriage, offspring and trade connections. All of this infuriated his powerful priests, his court and many others, as with the powerful families and priests- those power structures- of her lands. Yes, all of this became ‘translated’ into the supposed Anger of God in ‘the Holy Land’ and the Anger of the ‘Gods’ in Egypt. It became a mystery for scholars to ponder for centuries, for others to create myths or tamper with evidence and dates, and for tourist guides to repeat like gossip for a pay-check.

There’s ‘nothing new under the sun’ where Competing Powers are concerned, though most of us ‘don’t give a hoot’ unless we’re personally impacted. Many were, many still are…

Truly, we are a very young Species.

November 5, 2021

Shelley Wilson

Owl Tales

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Philosophy, The Love of Wisdom

I believe that everything we experience in life here on Earth has a Spiritual Purpose- the ‘good’, the ‘bad’, the ‘beautiful’, the ‘ugly’- and that every manifestation of all our loves and fears eventually leads to Knowledge, Understanding and Wisdom when we turn within to Remember our Essential Nature, our Spirit. This can be achieved in one moment of one lifetime or through the course of many lifetimes. We are all co-creators with God, the God Force, the Life Force, the Process and the ‘chi’ of everything.

The crown of Wisdom is symbolized beautifully in the crowns of Royalty here on Earth and in the halos depicted around the heads of Spiritual Masters. These are recognitions of the majesty, power and glory of Spirit in everything and the Great Oneness of Ultimate Reality.

Life on Earth can be messy, chaotic and intimidating as we experience ‘predator and prey’ realities in our limited and linear world of spiritual amnesia, but even this has Spiritual Purpose.

Owl Symbolism

Owls have come to represent Earthly Wisdom, a positive symbol in Western Cultures and a more negative one in Eastern Cultures. The Owl sees and hears through the darkness (of ignorance) what others cannot see or hear, like clairvoyants and clairaudients, having abilities to know what others try to hide- their secrets. The Owl doesn’t waste energy. It observes carefully before acting.

Owl See You

My dear Mother, Dixie, a compassionate, empathetic, gregarious woman with psychic abilities, identified with the Owl. Shortly after she died in Northeastern Ontario, September 2015, my daughter, Alissa, and I were gifted by the visit of a Barred Owl sitting in a tree here in Victoria, BC. We learned through the Humane Society later that the Owl died shortly after capture. It had been accidentally electrocuted just before we saw it, so it was a Miracle that it was still able to fly to that tree and sit there while we shared those special moments.

The Owl At School

I grew up in the presence of a stuffed and mounted Great Horned Owl in my Grandfather’s ‘Man Den’ where stuffed trophy fish decorated the walls with a sign that read ‘All Fishermen are liars except you and me and I’m not so sure about you!’ (The mailman, the milkman, the salesman and just about any man passing by his garden were often invited in to have a drink and share their hunting and fishing stories. The Owl witnessed it all.)

I brought the Owl to my young classmates at Queen Elizabeth Public School one day for ‘Show and Tell’. It’s head mysteriously disappeared there. I had to bring the headless bird home.

I learned some Wisdom that day. You can ‘lose your head’ by showing and telling your Wisdom, a price to pay through the ignorance of the less mature, mentally and spiritually one might say.

Owl Power

My Husband, Roger, and I were trudging through Winter snow and ice on our way home in typical Northeastern Ontario mid-Winter temperatures. It was a long walk from our little log cabin in the wilderness. Along the way, we had the company of a large, white Snowy Owl. It followed us, with periodic observational rests, for several kilometres, flying from one hydro power line pole to another as it kept us in sight. I envied its ability to fly, remembering so many dreams of me freely flying over and between power lines. ( No, not a sex dream, Mr. Freud, just a ‘chi’ freedom dream…) I thanked the Snowy Owl and Mother Nature when it finally flew away.

Something Unusual

A few years ago, Alissa and I were hiking through the forest of East Sooke Park, here on Vancouver Island, down to the coastal trail there along the Salish Sea. Along the way, I said to Alissa, “We’re going to see something unusual today.” We continued walking and saw nothing unusual until we turned back onto the trail leading back to my car. A few hikers were gathered on the trail, looking up and taking photos of something. As we approached, we saw that it was a Barred Owl and her two Owlets. They were calmly sitting on low tree branches, eyes wide open, watching the behaviours of humans. It looked like ‘Owl Class’ to me. Having two children myself, I quickly identified with Mother Owl. She and her ‘children’ observed us with piercing intensity. After about fifteen minutes of Shared Observation, the three Owls flew away. Alissa and I left with reverent wonder of Mother Nature and God’s creations- Life in those forms- and the precious experience we shared.

In all the times we’ve hiked those trails, in all seasons, we’ve never encountered Owls there before or after this sighting.

Tea With An Owl

Alissa and I were renting the lower half of a back-split house in Westshore, a part of Victoria, where our large deck faced a wooded area adjacent to a park. Alissa was at work and I was enjoying my usual, solitary cup of tea after lunch. I glanced out our large living-room window and was surprised to see a Great Horned Owl sitting on the lower branch of a tree near the deck fencing. It was staring in the window at me, or perhaps it was staring at the little pewter Owl head window hanging? I reached for my cell phone and took numerous focused and out-of-focus photos and videos. It continued to stare in the window through much of the afternoon, closing its eyes then opening them again to survey the ground and woods where many Squirrels stopped all movement. (The Squirrels visited me so often, Alissa started calling me The Squirrel Whisperer.)

The Owl continued staring and stretching its wings and tail, not bothered by my movements or that of the Internet Service Provider Technician on call and clearly in view on his walks to and from his service truck.

I began to wonder if that Owl was going to be my ‘Harry Potter Pet’ but it eventually flew away. Well, it didn’t actually go far because it woke me up many nights with its hooting and the sounds of Squirrels going Home With God. Yes, I prayed for both Predator and Prey. That’s the reality of this planet.

Who Gives A Hoot?

Somewhere in the ‘Conversations With God’ or other books by Neale Donald Walsch, God suggests we do the ‘Who’ exercise- standing in front of a mirror and staring deeply into our own eyes, we begin asking something like”Who, Whoo, Whooo am I?” or it was “Who, Whoo, Whooo are you?” I forget…lol…I’ll have to look that up again. Anyway, its the same Message that Krishnamurti and other Spiritual Teachers also advised. “Know Thy Self”. Perhaps that was ‘my’ Owl’s Reminder Message to me too.

Who gives a hoot? Who, who, who?

I do. I do. I do. Look deep within to see.

I Am In You and You Are In Me!!!

Okay, that’s not a great Impromptu Poem, but it works for me.

God is Omnipresent. Now that’s a Feast of Thought!!!

The Pharaoh/Queen Hatshepsut (Queen of the South) travelled far to seek the Wisdom of Solomon in the land of ‘Punt’, the ‘Holy Land’, bringing many valued ‘trade’ gifts. Some day that hidden history will be known. What will we be or do to gain Wisdom?

(True stories and a bit of Philosophy- believe it or not- retold November 3, 2021)

Thank you Mother Nature!

Shelley Wilson