When I wrote last week about holding peace in a time of war, I realized that I left a big question dangling—how can we find the inner power to do something so difficult and abstract? Where do we even start?
It doesn’t help to feel powerless. Not in any situation.
Yet powerlessness is often our default position, especially when the problem is enormous and we just don’t know what to do.
When war is going on, it’s even more important to practise peace. Does that sound counter-intuitive—or maybe even downright ridiculous—to you? It would to many, because we aren’t used to thinking in terms of energy fields.
So let’s consider the dynamics of peace in the context of energy. In a recent zoom session with his on-line community, Charles Eisenstein spoke about this: Continue reading
Evolution proceeds in cycles and leaps.
We humans tend to overlook the bigger picture of evolution, engrossed as we are in the details of our daily and yearly lives.
The cycles and leaps of humanity are more easily seen from the vantage point of hindsight than from the midst of a society that is being propelled into a big leap. Continue reading
Just as an individual has an energy field, so does a group. It’s a dynamic field, changing with the comings and goings of participants in the group.
When a group has an intention, its energy is focused and amplified.
Because energy is anywhere and everywhere, group members do not need to be in the same physical location in order to have an impact.
I think most of us are tired of hearing the word unprecedented. Yet it’s an accurate description of the time we are in—one where we’re being confronted by things that we have never known or done before.
That’s an enormous challenge, individually and collectively, because we’ve become used to having things under control. And here we are, facing a pandemic, civil unrest, environmental collapse, and a war like we’ve never seen. Worse yet, efforts to bring them under control are having no more than minimal success.
I suspect that most of us feel this is not what we signed up for.
Perhaps it’s my age… I don’t know… But I find myself longing for the kinder, gentler times—when people understood the meaning of statesmanship, discretion, civility, honour, respect.
Can we recover them? I don’t know. I can only hope that we humans, collectively as well as individually, will find the best of ourselves soon enough.
Once again, the world feels as if things are turning upside down. Worse yet, it seems impossible to know what to do when the distressing event involves other countries, on another continent.
The way I see it, we’ve reached a point in human evolution where we cannot find our way without help,
We can increase our resourcefulness in two ways—by expanding our own consciousness, and by engaging with the unseen beings inhabiting subtle energy fields that are the matrix we live in.
How can we both expand ourselves and connect with beings that exist in the subtle realms? And why would we? Continue reading
When we think about our friends, it’s usually flesh-and-blood people or furry friends that come to mind. But let’s not forget our invisible friends…the ones we knew as children, and gave up when adults told us we were just imagining things.
In truth, our unseen friends were real—invisible, yes, but nonetheless real inhabitants of the energy fields we’re immersed in.
The world and everything in it is made of vibrating energy. The slower the vibration, the more solid something is, and that’s the world we can see.
When vibration increases, it reaches a point where it’s beyond our visual capacity. That doesn’t mean it’s not real, just that our eyes are incapable of seeing what exists at that vibration. That’s why invisible energy fields are often described as subtle energy. Continue reading
Last week I featured a poem with a surprise ending. It demonstrates how the energy field of words and their arrangement has more impact than we might think.
Worst Day Ever? also illustrates another aspect of energy—not in the words but in the process, the way the poem got out into the world.
Most of the news reports simplify the story to something like this: Chani Gorkin wrote a poem as a school assignment, someone pinned a copy of it on the wall of an English pub, someone else saw it there and posted a photo on his Twitter account, and it flew around the world.
Worst day ever? It all depends on how you look at it.
The poem below was written by Brooklyn teenager, Chani Gorkin, for a school assignment. A semi-finalist in a 2014 poetry contest, it was published on Poetry Nation.
As you read this poem, pay attention to the emotions and the energy field it creates. If you can, read it aloud—that will make the effect more palpable. Continue reading