staggering variety of our personal lives could and perhaps should be considered fascinating and exciting to ourselves and to each other. Instead of thinking, Whoa, that person is seriously f*ed up! I could think, Whoa! That experience took guts , or That one gets high points for drama , or Huh -- very subtle , or Shit -- they’re really piling it on , or Hmm -- they’re like a microcosm of the macrocosm of what’s going on in the world, or I wonder what I’m/they’re doing with this? I wonder how it fits into the cooperative whole of creation? Maybe I can learn from someone else’s experience; they may be exploring something that I don’t want to go through myself but can learn fromvicariously. They may be creating something that I’d never imagined, thus inspiring me.
Understanding things in this way does not negate compassion for suffering and pain. Perhaps paradoxically, it often makes me more sensitive to it. I know that in the intense focus of being in the physical, the pains and discomforts and difficulties are terribly real and can feel endless and utterly hopeless. My own compassion is intense and can be nearly crippling, perhaps partly because I’ve been somewhere similar but also because I want to be able to wave my hand over the problem to make it disappear, the way I was able to do for myself while out-of-body. I want to give others a glimpse of the expanded perspective that I experienced in order to assure them that their pain isn’t forever, there is value and reason in it, and that the reason is their own—the experience is potentially as valuable as their pain is intense and real.
Acknowledging that life can be utterly miserable and difficult, I’m suggesting that sometimes joy can be found even within and between difficult experiences. The way we think about the experience can transform it in surprising ways. By becoming aware that on some level we created this experience and that it’s valuable to our Selves, a new perspective can be gained that may shift our emotions and thoughts regarding physical life experiences.
Returning to the Blink Environment—whew! Where were we? Oh yes, we’ve established that I’m entirely my own authority. I’m free to leave or stay. I’m free to alter agreements, negate them, or enter into new ones. I can disregard my original intent or expand upon it. Within any intent, I can choose one path toward its fulfillment or any of an infinite number of other paths—whichever looks like the most fun to my Whole Self. In the end, purpose is my own choice and that purpose is directed by my personal intent.
Luckily, at the moment I’m in the Blink Environment, so I’m aware that I am profoundly, thoroughly, and perfectly good , deeply content, casually confident, broadly compassionate, endlessly curious, and infinitely creative. My disturbing sense of humor, short temper, and irritability with the world as it is has been left behind, so I’m not likely to return to earth to zap the people that I growled at during physical life: obstructive bureaucrats can relax; self-aggrandizing colonels can breathe easy; yo-yo’s yapping on cell phones while driving city streets are free of my wrath. To be honest, I don’t feel any attachment to the people, the landscapes, or the situations left behind that, from the physical, I might judge as unfinished business. I’m not particularly interested in returning to the physical at all. I’m tired. I wouldn’t mind a good rest.
Given adequate motivation though, like maybe the prospect of doing some potentially enjoyable things that I hadn’t thought of doing? Tempting …
Chapter 5 - Skills and the Consciousness/Body Connection
They then requested that I return to my physical body to accomplish some further work. I was given to understand that my particular skills with energy were needed at this time and would be effective only were I actually present in a body within the earth vibration. I replied that I was willing,
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