Ask Dr. Druid . Day 14 . Amethyst Key to Dreams

Ask Dr Druid .. Day 14

Amethyst Key to Dreams
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    Amethyst key. Ah Dreams. The octessential grok here, the amethyst key, is that for druid shamans (as often women as men) our day life, the dayreal, is just as much a dream as our remreal — our sleeping dreams or other lucid visions.

   There’s this silly myth, by the way, that the druids disappeared. Nah, we just changed our camouflage, took a shift from our darling deep-rooted oaks to being goldfinches and unicorns, invisible in plain sight. More mobile. The true observer empathetically shapeshifts into everyeachthing s/he observes.

      You will not be a better spy and ambassador in your night dreams than you are in your daily dream. We teach you the observation, attention, concentration, curiosity, and eventually shapeshifting skills in the day game so you have the chances to practice and repeat them in a venue where science (shareability & repeatability) putatively applies. These skills will serve you in worlds where psyence is more applicable: the fractal mind, the aesthetic mind, the more fluid art of psyence which includes the useful illusion of linearity, but does not exclude the quirky and enchanted which can be less tame, which can specialize in anti-order, the mischievous, the quixotic.

   Our druid duty & delight is to increase your eclectic and your curiosity until you quantum out in all directions and know from raw and wild experience that everything is illuminated, lit from within. This in your daily containable, sustainable life. Until your drug of choice is air. I remember someone asking me backwhen, “Hey, are you on acid?” “No, I’m on air.” Which I might amend to say “I’m on air and distilled curiosity.” The trick is to make it socially acceptable to be wildly, explosively alive in a culture trapped in the Religions and Greeds. Creeds & Greeds we call it, the condition of aggressive dullness and of paltry, if any, enchantment.

    So, panther up. All your day practices and disciplines are in your Familiar Dream, your HomeDream, darling Earth, Vuravura, Jeegoo. We’ll give you an panther implant so you can steal the sublime feline predator skills that shamans use to hunt the precious and delicious details in which they (& you) are immersed. The extravagant joy of being a shaman is that, unlike the glorious panther, you get to steal the attributes of every <?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = “urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags” />isis thing for your quest, your journey. From the panther’s stealth to the dandelion puff’s lightness – it’s all your panwealth and panglee.

    A druid is so adept a thief that the heisted doesn’t even know it’s been wholly stolen. The best thieves leave no fingerprints, disturb no fields (Sorry, Heisenberg). It’s like stalking a giraffe to take its splendid picture. But in this case, it’s a holopicts, a spectrum of senses of the giraffe in its location, its spleen and sinews, holosnapshot, blink, treasured, guarded in your heart – you bothered in your life to hone your curiosity, to learnlearn, always learning the deft disciplines of attentions. Attentions is a jewels of many facets.

    An alchemic insider secret is that your pseudopod of deft attention is like quicksilver, a kind of intraworlds etheric mercury which undetectably gently surrounds and infuses the observed (object, scene) with a diaphanous attention-stuff which secretly and sweetly gathers the beauty, the unique, the élan vital of X in order to honor and preserve it for the Book of the Moon.

    It is true that AllBeing is preserved in the Cosmic Chronicle, the Akashic Record, but what is grokked is highlighted, like a poetic passage with a tender footnote, not just vaganza, but extravaganza. Your ‘soul’ is what you tenderly guard, what you wildly fiercely guard with savage, inconsolable reverence. Druid prayer is not asking for anything, it is honoring, tending, celebrating all the extravagant beautysbeautys in which you’re immersed, by which you’re accompanied, melting into a kind of butterscotch of gratitude. What you have grasped or taken does not reflect in the Mirror of the Moon . . . only what you have given and guarded shines.

   A druid would tell an apprentice child, upload your joys to the Book of the Moon. With the heart of a precious and precocious child, send the birds of your discoveries to the Golden Nest of the Moon where they can rest and play and greet their new friends and be treasured.

    Panther, panther burning bright in the forests of the night. You wake from ElseWhere into This Dream here. Be lucid and amazed. Start panthering.

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Notes.

.. Amethysts .. An OED entry is:1580 SIDNEY Arcadia II. (1654) 141 The bloodie shafts of Cupids war, With amatists they headed are.  Cupid’s arrows tipped with amethyst. Ahh.

.. octessential .. oct-essential, the 8th degree of essential; cf quint-essential, the 5th degree of essential;

.. putatively .. ‘supposedly’, just wryer;

.. isis .. is is – the obsidian core of how shamans accept all experience;

.. élan vital .. the vital verve, the juice;

.. images emily kame kngwarreye

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    In the interests of gratitude to my beloved Earth, Vuravura, Jeegoo, I’m offering a tithe of time to answer by email a question or twain you may have about your life journey or quest.

    Send your question to askdrdruid@gmail.com. I’ll send you some groks (thoughts) back as soon as I can.

    Your identity is always utterly confidential with me. Use an email pseudonym or online handle if you wish. (Please use email for this rather than Comments so I can REPLY.) 

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Notes.

.. I saw Prez Clinton giving a brilliant talk to graduating high school seniors on CSpan on <?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = “urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags” />May 19 2007 & a student asked what they could do. Prez suggested the school start its own micro-NGO (non-governmental organization) to do some good works. This melted with the idea I'd heard in the last few years of micro-production of electricity in your own house or community (eg solar panels over parking lots). Hmm, what ngo-ish action could I take, cadeau-wise, giving back in pagan gratitude? Aha, I thought, I could give some free druid-shaman perspective to some pogblog visitors by email.

.. cadeau .. French for ‘present’ or ‘gift’; a kind of more ancient pagan version of tithe. Pronounced ka-doh.

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Ask Dr. Druid . Day 13 . Levitation R Us

Ask Dr. Druid .. Day 13
Levitation R Us

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   Yes, levitation is fun. Though the first time it happened to me, I was definitely er-uh-gulp disconcerted.

    I had been asleep on a mattress on the floor of a cabin in <?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = “urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags” />Ripton, Vermont, the village where Robert Frost lived late in his life. I was alone in the cabin. It was a summer afternoon about 37 years ago. I was sprawled on my stomach in a tee-shirt and shorts, barefoot. I heard a man’s voice as if deep in my head say, “Don’t worry,” as the whole darn mattress and I began to rise off the floor.

    ‘Don’t worry’! Yeah, well.

    When I was an 8-yr-old budding epistemologist – one who studies how things work in all realms of experience — I had made this (now beastly) solemn vow with myself to honestly experience whatever happened in my life and simply observe it as clearly as I could without judgment or panic.

   Fine, but this was a bit much.

   Every time I began to tense with frantic fear of falling, I’d hear this helpful voice, “It’s OK.” The mattress and I rose slowly until we were about halfway between the floor and the ceiling. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. I wasn’t terrified, but I was bloody wary. The first time you have a prolonged episode of the suspension of the staid and codified, putatively immutable laws of physics in broad daylight, you’ll be a tad alarmed yourself, I promise.

    Me and my mattress kind of hovered there for a spell while my mind raced pinballedly for an explanation. I was neither drunk nor stoned. I could hear the expected sounds. I felt my left cheek on the pillow. I felt my weight on the mattress. Was I dreaming the most electric, immediate dream ever? Hallucinating? Crazy? Or was this simply a new experience like floating in water had been when I first learned to do that?

   I lay there in midair doing a checklist of reality cues. Then the mattress and I began to slowly spin clockwise. Drat, this is too much I thought. The kind voice says again, “Don’t worry. It’s OK.” The mattress and I are turned one full revolution. Then the mattress and I are gently and very slowly tipped up just until I feel my bare feet, which happen to be over the bottom edge of the mattress, touch the cool wooden floor. I felt my feet take some weight and my ankles bend as they would if you were stood up. It was that feeling my ankles bend and take weight that flooded me with certainty. I knew where I was for sure now. In my bedroom levitating.

   The mattress and I were slowly lowered back to the floor. Of course there was no one to talk to about this stuff back then. Nice people didn’t levitate on perfectly ordinary New England summer afternoons. Even now in somewhat openminded California where I dwell, you could talk about trips to Paris or Peru in idle cocktail party chatter, but not about traveling to the ceiling, a much greater journey.

   Levitation in dayreal is different from flying or floating in other dreams, in remreal, though they share the unclenching of the fist of any degree of panic.   

    Another interesting levitation happened to me right from the different mattress on the floor right here in my room in California. I felt myself (not the mattress this time!) begin to rise towards the ceiling like a Macy’s Parade balloon. “C’mon. This isn’t funny,” think I, but ever the Faithful Observer, a kind of Sancha Panza to the dear, tho daffy, Quixote Universe, I go along. I rise until I bounce slightly against the ceiling which is rough and textured. Of course you’re afraid of falling in the first few levitations.

    Another time, also in my own room, I rose until I bumped against the ceiling and then realized that I could allow myself to rise through the ceiling, and I felt the nails and joists go through me and they tickled.

   I probably wouldn’t trust less rigorous an observer than me to report on episodes like this. I’m sure many of you dear readers will be incredulous, but levitating and some other strangest experiences we’ll come to along the way only made me even more amazed by and devoted to our darling masterpiece of reality engineering, Earth Vuravura Jeegoo, dayreal.

    When you feel yourself start to rise, unclench your fear, and remind yourself to keep breathing gently —  though I have to say I don’t think I’ve ever been quite calm enough to do deep belly breathing while levitating. I’ll remember to notice next time.

   Levitating is part of the carnival of existence. If you lived through your first Ferris wheel ride, you’ll live through your first levitation. I’ve found that, like unicorns, levitations appear when you’re least expecting them.

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Ask Dr. Druid . Day 12 . Attention is a thing

Ask Dr. Druid . Day 12
Attention is a thing
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    One of the glories of our beloved Earth Dream is the suddenness with which a lifechanging learning can occur to you – the apple falling on your Newton head. Thus it was when I learned that attention is a thing.
    First, a few new tidbits to pack for the jaunt to Attentionland. Frolic is my pure-essence-of-creation’s-wonders tiny, silver Burmese cat.
   Then we need to recall the amoeba and the pseudopod. Remember that a paramecium is the oval-shaped single-cell protozoa with many little hairs sticking out of its sides which act as oars to busily propel it through the water. It is a sensible, orderly tiny creature.
   The dear single-celled amoeba on the other hand looks like a small splat, a spill, a tiny puddle. It moves by oozing a portion of its inner gluck into a pseudopod or false foot towards which it glides.
   So now we have the main characters for the little drama which taught me one of the great secrets of the universe.
   Stick with me while I set the scene. I was standing next to the end of a couch in my living room. Frolic, the silver Burmese cat, happens to be sitting down on the seat of the couch where people sit. On impulse I decide to play a quick game.
   I scritch my fingernails back and forth on the top of the couch’s seatback to attract Frolly’s attention. Her eyes gleam darkly as her pupils widen. She takes her attack crouch.
   Pause here to know that the game I’m playing is to get her to pounce toward my hand which I will cleverly and brilliantly snatch away at the last instant and I will win. Ahh, ain’t I swell! So I scritch my fingers. She watches intently, motionless. I scritch my fingers. ‘Damnit, Frolic, attack my hand,’ I think. I scritch my fingers impatiently. The moment irritation dilutes my attention, the moment my attention wavers, boom, ouch, she attacks my hand, she wins, my hand is lunch.
   Aha! I get it! Eureka! Of course! How obviously and wondrously clever. If a sublime predator like a cat can see its prey’s attention, it can attack at the instant the prey is at a momentary disadvantage, the moment its attention wavers. That’s what all this motionless, crouching waiting is about.
   I swooned with the radiant, inner nova, blood-igniting joy of knowledge. I did the trick over and over and over, and, every time as soon as I made my attention wander, boom, she hit my hand. She wins.
    Now I go forth in the world knowing that attention is a thing, a substance. I don’t have a clue whether she perceives that attention as northernlights-esque or as the waviness in the air of heat off a highway or as polka dot or plaid or salty. But I do know that attention to her is as evident as whether I’m wearing a hat or not.
  Knowing that attention is a thing, knowing that single fabulous fact, changes everything.
   Now, besides proving to your cat that you’re an inadequately evolved idiot and easy prey, you can begin to detect the pseudopod of your own attention as it reaches out to touch things in the world.
   There are two vivid ways to reveal your attention-substance to yourself. To allow your attention to vividly pseudopod out, you need to feel safe. If you ever get to see someone holding a kitten or holding a puppy, all your defenses will fall, and you’ll feel the warm flow of your attention “Awww” flood out to touch the kitten or puppy.
    If you haven’t chanced upon a kitten or puppy recently, fret not. Take a pencil and a piece of paper and look at something on your coffee table, bedside table, or desk. A cup, say. Draw it quickly.
   Whoops. Look at the object again. Notice that the handle is higher or lower, and so4th. If you’re not a natural drawer, this trick works dramatically to reveal to you your ability to increase and refine your attentions. When you re-look at the object to see it more clearly, you can feel your attention specifically pseudopod out to touch the object. Natural drawers may not feel the difference so keenly.
   Look at a newspaper headline. Now count the letters. Look at your cat’s whiskers. Now count the whiskers in each little row of whiskers. Or how many claws does your dog have on his front paw? What colors are they?
   I find that when I shift from looking at something to really seeing something, I can feel a pressure of intensity pushing my left eye forward in its socket.
   So, today, notice the shift from vague attention to keen attention 3 times. Note those in your log. We get to wizard-quality attention as we shift eclectically from things being interesting to their being deliciously, uttermost fascinating.
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Ask Dr. Druid . Day 11 . Synchronicity part 2

Ask Dr. Druid . Day 11
  
Synchronicity . mismotiempo . part 2
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  My relationship to manypoem, the multiverse, is mostly mischievous, often sublimely, supernally silly, sometimes deeply sweet, seldom solemn. So, most of my synchronicity messages are tinct with Vitamin I (Vitamin Irony) and are what they called a few centuries ago: joaks. More than instruction or prophetic nudges, they tend to be hilarious or tender tonics. A quick swill of psychic brandy to brighten the tasks at hand. It is the intersection of the seemingly external event with your own train of thought and feeling that gives synchronicity its bullseye startling feel.

   The universe gets lonely. It wants to preen and be appreciated. Applaud dear manypoem with your private chuckle, grin, or awww, and watch the synchronous presents cascade and parade.

   In my experience, the universe is very quirky. It above all likes surprises which is why this forcefield of the multiverse can’t be prayed to for the red Cadillac convertible or whatever other earthly riches you sycophantically or querulously think you require.

    Messengers are many. Insects, birds, license plates, big words painted on sides of trucks, half-covered newspaper headlines. Who knows.

   My all-time favorite is the gallynipper. A gallynipper is a preposterous and impossible creature. It’s a sin to kill a gallynipper. A gallynipper looks like a gigantic mosquito – as if if it bit or nipped you, it could sip up a gallon or gally. But this creature is uttermost mild and harmless. Its legs are so long and jointed and spindly that if you have to gather one up to release it outside, you will be as gentle as you have ever been lest you bend one of its absurd, fragile legs. Gallynippers can appear or manifest out of nowhere. They are clearly an intraworld creature. They often appear when I am blue, or feel fear of abandonment, or am beset by bewilderment with a belligerent world. Poof – legerdegallynipper. Tenderness and courage are unfailingly re-ignited in me when a gallynipper appears.

   Now, the point of synchronicity alertness is not to become obsessive nor analytical, but to be lightly alert for the extra-enchanted moments.

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Notes:

.. legerdegallynipper .. leger-de-main in French means light of hand or sleight of hand, the pulling the rabbit out of the hat, the magic move. Thus, magically pulling the gallynipper out of the hat;

.. joaks .. from the OED. from 1741 spelling for jokes; tho seven years later, <?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = “urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags” />Richardson in Clarissa says “I..should not forbear to cut a joke, were I upon a scaffold” – which if I were to have a mantra, this would be it. .

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