For those of you who do not know, my beloved dog, Lily left the physical plane this past Friday, July 31st, 2020. I feel like I have been struck by lightning and yet at the same time being aware that the gripping grief is comparable to the incredible love, devotion, and sentient unity we shared. I only say this because it is referred to below.
Something so incredible is happening to the human race. The only way I know that presence it is to just take you into my/our territory of exploration and awakening and, if it registers for you, then that is perfect and if not you do not have to waste your time in this realm of the beloved and the territories operating on behalf of paradise we are engaging in.
jimwilliams3 wrote:Tantra, I remember Lily. I remember my girl Liebe. And the other dogs I’ve buried on mountains and down on our east forty. Baby. Shadow. Freda. Cory. Opera. Freda was a 135 female grizzlewolf. That’s what Chris Kirtz explained to some tourist downtown what kind of breed she was. Actually, she was a long haired rottweiller — but at least she was socialized. Liebe, my true love who was always waiting for me to get home so she could run up against me and try to knock me down. She was my last dog. A long haired Belgian Turveren with some shepherd. Liebe is love in German, but I think it was more protection she gave me and wasn’t socialized at all. I miss her still. She’s been dead for years. She just laid down in a bathroom and died. By the time I got home my boys had buried her in the east forty.
Was thinking about Shadow the other day. Never knew exactly what kind of dog Shadow was, but there was definitely some chow. Probably some golden retriever. But there was a house beyond Rocky Roost until the Park Service took it down some fifteen years or so. It was haunted. That was why Fred Loyd moved away. Wife’s friend Gil was freaked by it. Christian and Santi with the Italian restaurant were freaked by it. And definitely this family with some teenage girl that tried to intimidate Shadow on her walks by the house was freaked by it. Once they all left the house and came down the street all freaked out. All I could say was: ‘YEP!’ But the funniest thing I ever saw Shadow do was when I was out in front of the house and this girl was walking up the street. She only tried to intimidate Shadow when no one was watching. We could hear. But as she walked up around, Shadow ran up the mountain to get around the fence and ran down so he came up behind her and she had no idea what had happened when he jumped up and sank his teeth into her fat buttock right about hip level. He just grabbed a roll of but and gave her a pinch to let her know how little he appreciated her torment. She said she was gonna tell. I was laughing my butt off, but said: “tell about what?” She was upset. I was thinking Karma. Be nice. And it goes on.
No dogs to escape. No dogs to take to the vet. No dogs for barking at everyone walking by the house. Wonder if I’ll have another.
About the first Wednesday call. Will you (Tantra) be putting any more mailchimp out on the call? And will you be able to be on the call at all? And is there anything you want us to point to and blend in with the scope of the call. I’m starting to think conceptually that quantum mind — that’s a thing, right? (not a meme) — actually may be the simple explanation since it holds so much and explains so much. But I’ve been watching a couple of things that get put into the field. Quantum mind is polycoflolinguistics. As cosmic mind expresses itself through the templates. We voice new realities. Occurring. And we are always taking that territory.
There is work to be done. There is nothing to do but do the work. Whatever it looks like. Wherever it takes us.
That’s kind of what I’m thinking about.
This morning’s call was fun. Very rich. Look forward to hearing again. One of Elektra’s slides had a sentence at its last paragraph that was so packed with its own richness — wasn’t anything to say about it but “POLYCOFLOLINGUISTICS”
Or, Quantum Mind expressing.
Your thoughts about call?
And deepest heart’s compassion for the loss of your beloved Lily.Response from me.
What I fear most is the loneliness and the incredible perfection of our bond being gone. I am a bit mad at myself this morning because I am at a motel and just collapsed. Tried to stand up and I get so weak. Know it is shock but did everything I could to prevent it. May stay the day here before I go on but driving takes the edge off the loneliness. I know we are on a border…actually our intelligence our quantum mind is past it but our physical emotional bodies are now caught in barbwire until the strength of the quantum mind, our greater intelligence pulls us over. That is why it is so important to unpack as deeply as we can our new experiences that don’t fit anywhere. It is a good place to start. As for my being there. I am hardly here and the grief comes with such strength the power of our love is beyond evident and crying out for a place…to not be lost here. That is what I am tending to. I have no future my beloveds. That does not mean there isn’t one. It is just not what there is to tend to right now.
Wednesday, August 5th, 2020