Juggling Four Worlds

Where am I?

As I see it, there exists for me now, at least 4 worlds. Some call them timelines. I like the idea of worlds though because of the shape—round, ball like. And, I am juggling them—with my feet! That is, I am trying to live in all 4 worlds! It’s hard to live on a moving target! I have become somewhat adept at hopping and then leaping when the urgency to “switch” balls occurs.

One ball is Earth, Gaia. She’s my favorite ball. I don’t have to do much of anything here, and that’s the bliss of it. Here I give over to senses, and tune into energies, the vibration of colors. All it takes is a silver halfmoon swinging in the sky for me to swoon. Of late it is the “greening” happening more and more each Spring day. If one can’t get reved up on the over exaggeration of yellow in Forsythia, then there’s no hope for you!

The next ball is “normie world.” We all live there to some degree, do we not? And let’s be honest about what we love about this place. Regular trash pick up? Michaels Craft store? And lately a brewery by every creek and and a distillary in every abandoned industrial building. My latest find is “Doing Time Distillary” in the historic old jailhouse of my hometown.

Don’t we pretty much love our cars? I just bought a white Ford Explorer truck for hauling kayaks, and mountain spring water. Who doesn’t love that we have these options, along with car insurance, repairs, and rising gas prices?!

I especially both like and dislike the routine of going to work and going to play. The notion that we have something we have to do and something we “get to do.” I even like that we “act” as if everything is just the way it was and will be forever amen. Characteristic of this world is that no one must talk about the other worlds—never!

The normie world is getting very, very tenuous however. I sometimes go to bed, feeling well, normal, and happily part of normie world and “wake up” the next day, and realize that no, that is slip, slip. sliding away. When this happens, I experience free floating anxiety. And, this my friends is the mental condition that is the signifier of the times we live in.

I have a couple of theories about anxiety. One is an existential/spiritual theory. Modern western civilization has done it’s best to rid the world of the unseen—God and Evil. It was done through the empirical methods of science. But, there has been just one lingering problem. That which is unseen does exist and it is constantly at play in our imaginations and in our dreams. Unacknowledged, the tension here creates perpetual free floating anxiety.

The reason I know this could be true, is that once I acknowledge that there is evil—but, that I am safe as the created being of the good, then my anxiety goes away. I really don’t need 150 billion empirical based studies to know this. And yes, I believe in science. Of course I do. And I believe in humans, who lead the way through intuition and divine guidance toward the next “discovery!”

Another theory about anxiety is that as a controlled being for so many centuries, humans are just a tad bit nervous about the prospect of being in total charge of ourselves and our destinies. (Yes, we have been complicit to some degree in our enslavement—remember all those things we really love about normie world?) Let’s be good to each other around this. Grace is what is needed here.

And, practice. We have to practice being divine. When we “wake up’ from normie world, maybe every morning, we have to “act as if” we are badass co-creator, manifestors. We have to do this at least some part of everyday. Why? because we CAN, God willing.

Honestly, everytime we quiet our anxiety, everytime we feel love for ourselves, and forgive ourselves, everytime we are appreciative that we get to do this life, right here, right now, we are moving toward the next world…even ready to leap? But where will we land?

The 3rd ball is the “transition world.” This is an in-between world. This is characterized by an overabundance of scrolling, watching YouTube, reading substacks, and traveling to conferences in search of the truth.

Some in this world even create content, report on disclosures and question every single solitary assuption behind every single solitary event that took place as part of our founding as a country over the last 200 years, and over millenium since the Fall of Atlantis.

This transition world is very tiring. Often there is a quick hop scotch back to normie world, just for a break.

This world is both exciting and terrifying. Here you are “allowed” to talk about all the other worlds, but you self censor oftentimes, because of the retribution from friends, colleagues, and family. Or you are censored and banned from social media.

What I really like about this transition world is that I get to pick my heros! They haven’t been crowned kings and queens by Hollywood, nor have they won billionaire status and front cover of Forbes. Culture may have cancelled them, institutions might have thrown them the hell out! But, I get to listen to them speak, and watch them be courageous. I am brought to tears many times witnessing their bravery.

I get to choose to both admire them and align with them. I am a foot soldier along with this bunch in a flattened hierarchy of truth seekers. Have you noticed that the Christians have much more in common with those who speak of the 3rd dimension and 5th dimension, and angels, and guides, and all the woo woo stuff, than they do with “normies who cry “Trust the Science!”

Have you noticed that this isn’t about politics anymore? It isn’t about sides. We are simply moving, steadily and surly out of the 3D binary, but not to the wokeness of trans, for God’s sake. That is the distraction provided by the would be controllers.

Which brings us to the 4th world and the 5th Dimension. Truthfully, I don’t know what the heck this really is. But, I have enough from my Christian background, and enough from my long life of living and searching through ancient practices of yoga, and Buddism. Through the words of poets like Rumi, and plays by Shakespeare and O’Neil and writings of Hildagarde debingen and St. Benedict, and Fr. Thomas Keating and so many other artists, poets, saints and sages to know that humans are on a pre-destined course towards the Kingdom of God on earth.

This is when I say to myself, “This is what I was born for, to traverse these worlds, to keep hopping until I get to the next world, to hold out my hand to help another who might be stranded temporarily on a slippery rock in the middle of the stream.”

It’s written in the stars. We live in many worlds.

We’ll get there, wherever “there” is, together.