Friday, December 24, 2010

Merry Christmas to all

And Peace on Earth too

Here we are, and as another year passes by, I want to wish you all the best in the year ahead.

What is the message of Christmas? Nothing to do with Christianity. Everything to do with God's love for all of Creation.

Because God loves you, you have been given the gift of free choice. And the only thing asked of you is that you love one another.

If you remember that, you will have peace, and there will be no starvation, or injustice, or war.

So, what is the message of Christmas? You all choose, you all are born with, a purpose; and you are all given a sign as to what that purpose is. So, follow that sign to wherever it leads you.

Monday, December 20, 2010


Where goes Bulgaria? Europe?

I just got back from Bulgaria. Invited to visit and help a family with a boy with Autism, I found myself asking if there was more to my trip than this. And, as it turned out, yes, there was.

It's true that Autism is a very karmic illness, and helping others and my own family with this has been quite a journey.

And, it was very gratifying to see changes, in that child and many others I saw there. It would take time and effort, but, I saw them getting better, and that was enough for me.

But, the fact remains that wherever I go there will be change. Do I initiate the change, or, do I go where people are ready (or not?) Yes, there are places where just a little push in terms of energy is enough to shift whole societies, or, help people who already are receptive. Sometimes, even when I don't go somewhere, there is change, anyway. And, always, it helps me on the next stage of my journey.

I give a healing to a lady in Bulgaria. She asks if this is similar to what Djuna Davitashvili used to do. No, but there lies a story. Djuna Davitashvili was a faith healer who is claimed to have been the personal healer of Russian presidents Leonid Brezhnev and Boris Yeltsin. I meet her at an alternative medicine conference in Spain in 1991. I am invited to another conference in Moscow, in August of that year. I decline, and it is a good thing because there's a coup attempt around that time, and Russia descends into anarchy.

Everywhere I go, there is change. Iran, the U.K., USA.

So, what of Bulgaria? Well, ten years ago I met a Bulgarian gentleman over the Internet. He tells me about his Autistic son and I help so that, at the age of 6, he is recovering speech and getting better. Sadly, I lose touch and can't find his address before I leave this time around. But, I meet another person, a woman with er, political inclinations. I know I can help her, but, sadly, she is used to holding herself back, and the reaction to my being there is just, a little too, um, strong.

Bulgarian society is based on the Thracians, a warlike Indo-European people very like the Celts, all of whom proved very difficult for the Roman Empire to subjugate. They also had a matriarchal underpinning, and, like many of our kind, saw death as just another place along the continuum.

The Slavs and the Bulgars, a Turkic tribe, come later, so Bulgaria is where the movement of peoples and mixture of many cultures becomes so very strong.

I am also amazed to see how strong the earth energy is there. Because wherever I go, I heal the earth as well. The land is especially fertile. Even the food is especially nourishing, unlike our overproduced North American diet. And yes, there is weather change.

That part of Bulgaria usually gets large amounts of snow dumped on it this time of the year. When I arrive, the sun is out and it's 20 degrees Celsius. It stays around 15 degrees throughout my stay, and only goes down when I leave. Staying overnight In Vienna on my way back, everything is clear until, sitting in my plane on the tarmac at Vienna Airport, the storm finally arrives. Three weeks later, Europe is still under unusual Arctic conditions, but the part of Bulgaria where I was? Still, hardly any snow. (Not good, because farmers do need snow to provide water for next year's crops)

I go down to the Black Sea, and of course, coming all that way, I will have a dip. Brr! That's cold, of course, but it's OK.

There's the cape of Kaliakra, where, centuries ago, an invading army of Turks is about to defeat the native people. 40 maidens tie their hair together, and leap into the sea in an act of suicide rather than be taken prisoner. There is a statue there to commemorate their resistance, and they are national heroines.

Yes, I am very taken by the country, and the people. I can almost learn the language, and there seems no barrier between us. Bulgaria is a part of the European Union, but sadly that Union is not doing well for the Bulgarians. Farmers there get less subsidies than Hungarian farmers, and Bulgaria is an agricultural country. They were a lot better off under the Russian sphere of influence, and when all their produce was shipped to the Asiatic countries. Now, they are aligned with Europe, their traditions dying, and young people buy clothing made in Italy instead of their own country. The average salary is about 100 dollars a month, while serious faced European bureaucrats show up on TV to lecture them about using wood to heat their homes (pollution is bad, you know) Sorry, but natural gas at European prices is just a little too much beyond their means. And there still is a great deal of corruption.

So, where goes Bulgaria? Where goes Europe? Tonight, there is a Lunar eclipse that will affect North America. In two weeks time there will be a solar eclipse that will definitely affect Europe. The weather changes are just one sign of global change that is occurring everywhere, and even, in our selves. I mean, snow storms in Australia, in their summer? The signs are there.

So yes, there will be change in Bulgaria and Europe. Even, political change. I planted the seeds of spiritual change. Maybe I will go back, to teach. Maybe, I will go elsewhere. But I stood amongst the dancers I pictured here, and the love I felt for them and my thanks for the kindness they showed, will always be there.

Sunday, December 05, 2010

Ergon, Redux

Bye Bye Huffington Post

This is my last comment on Huffington Post (on my own blog, no less :)

It's been a blast, but I'm done. After 12,157 posts as Ergon (my avatar graces this page) in two years, it's time to do..other things. I'd like to thank the 560+ fans who signed their appreciation of my work; the regard is reciprocated.

1999 was an interesting year for me. I went to England to view an eclipse, and my visions followed the path of the eclipse: from New York to over Turkey and ending in India, major shifts and earthquakes taking place in those countries within two years.

I knew I had to communicate via the Internet, and my first website came up, to be followed by this blog. I also used chat rooms to communicate with other, like minded individuals on politics and social reform.

In 2000-2001, there were 1000+ posts on Shamir Readers, a group run by dissident Israeli journalist Israel Shamir, 2002-2004, 3000+ on Reporters Notebook, an (ahem) anti-semite site run by a Jewish gentleman :) - I got interesting psychological insights into the mindests involved. Then there were 2000+ posts on an anti-Islamic site run by a Muslim, and then I came across Xymphora, and cool, I made 3000+ comments from 2005-2008. The intellectual stimulation was quite enervating and the quality of the writing of the people who wrote there was something I never have seen since. But he tinkered with his format too often, lost all his comments, and his fans moved away. Pity.

So it now was time for me to move to the social commentary and news aggregate site Huffington Post. In two years, I wrote 14,000 posts, some of which unfortunately, er, "disappeared", but hey, I got to write on politics, science, American policy pertaining to Palestine, Tibet, Iran, Africa and South America; Autism, and even, Entertainment and Fashion. Whew! Here's where they can be found: and there's a lot, once you go back a bit before I got er, burned out.

In the end, I see it as a way of manipulating political discourse: to give people the false impression of meaningful contribution to what are really intractable problems of the day. In the end, I believe that meaningful change will come from the spiritual and not political or social, as I have written many times before.

Sites like HP serve only to engender psychological feelings of helplessness as they on the one hand drive our adrenaline up with stories about injustice combined with distractions from the cult of celebrity, they also shape public opinion by creating handy lists of enemies that always conveniently follow the American political line. It acts liberal, but only in a way that reinforces and controls both sides of the political debate. Social engineering in the worst possible way, but if they could do it, I would...reply.

I could go on, but, I won't. They gave me a forum, and I made many friends, for which I thank them.

But I was clear back in January 2008: "The Revolution Begins Now"

"But the Revolution I speak of will take place not in blogs or protest marches or occult practices. It will take place first within you, and then, through taking responsibility for the state of the world"

So here I am, and I will do my best to: effect change in the time ahead.

Ps: I'm having a little difficulty in letting go :) - see comment