watercolor by NW
What is ascension if not expanding to the next level of consciousness?
What if, instead of your life being a journey in the usual ways, i.e., ups and downs, worries and fears, it was a fantastical, mysterious voyage through space and time?
It all depends on our point of view. Our perception. Perception is everything, as has been said by many. It is also said that we create our reality. I believe this to be true, in the sense that we create our perception of reality.
What is our main task in life? Self-fulfillment? Satisfying others? Making a difference? Staying out of trouble? Causing the least amount of harm? When we’re small our task is to grow and learn and become strong so that we can handle those slings and arrows that will surely come our way. But whatever age we are, our task seems to be to discover who we are. Some people don’t ask who am I? They just accept what society or the culture or the family tells them.
Who am I, why am I here, what am I supposed to do? These are not the questions for everyone, because we are all at different levels of development. The accepted thinking on the subject is that we have many lives and after a certain number of lives we begin to question the whole process of incarnating on Earth, of living in physical bodies, because we want more. What used to satisfy us no longer does. We begin exploring. Reading, listening, talking with others, meditating. Going within because the outer world has ceased to be such an adventure. The outer world has become predictable in its sameness. We know there is something else because we have awakened inside. We have become conscious of other levels of awareness that cannot be touched with our hands, but we see it in visions or dreams. We hear it with our inner ear. Maybe we smell it. It is something we know on a gut level. On a heart level.
Maybe we go through a phase now of withdrawal from the physical pleasures in order to stay close to this non-physical world. Or maybe we just chose our foods very carefully, or change our location, or just chose to live very simply. Everyone responds to their own call. What’s right for one isn’t necessarily right for another.
Feeling / feeling with all of the senses
My son was watching me whisk something the other day – olive oil and pesto paste actually, and he remarked how he hasn’t mastered the whisk yet. It’s all in the wrist of course, and hardly moving the wrist at all. I was whisking some eggs for pancakes this morning and thinking about that, how I have a feel for the whisk. Using a tool or an instrument is all about developing a feel for it. Even for the lowly wooden spoon. I thought about that, too, as I spooned away the batter from the sides of the bowl.
At various times I’ve tried to teach painting, but I’ve also taught pie-making. With painting I expected a novice artist to be awkward with the brush. To be shy of colors and what have you. I didn’t think making a pie-crust would be so difficult for some though. But then I realized again that it’s all in the touch. The feel of the butter or fat in with the flour. The feel of the rolling pin on the dough. Anything we do with our hands is about the feel of our hands, our fingers, with the material we are working with.
Of course not everyone is so tactile. Some are more attuned to sound or to smell. I have had the misfortune to be acutely attuned to everything, so much so that when I went deaf in one ear it actually felt like a blessing. Likewise my eyes being nearsighted, allowing me to relax into an impressionist painting as soon as I remove my glasses. My senses have only become more acute since I have evolved. There were times when I prayed for an isolation tank to retreat to, or a sound-proof room with soft lights. Or better yet, darkness.
With age and experience I have been able to cope much better though. The curse of hyper-sensitivity is also a magnificent blessing. For some time now I have been taking my enormous power of feeling within.
English From Another Angle
Ascension: Ascend – to go up, that’s the normal regular explanation. But what about taking that word and breaking it up into two words, ‘as’ and ‘end.’ As in, to ascend to the end. Ascend to the end of conscious evolution on the earth plane of physical 3D awareness. That could be the meaning.
If we pronounce ‘ascension’ in a French accent, it becomes something else again. A-sonce-e-on. Well, sonce sounds a bit like source, at least it does if you say it very nasally. So now we have a source. A source-e-on. Well ‘e’ is short for ‘he’ – at least if you’re a cockney. A source, he on. Or, a source, he is on.
He is on a quest to the source? Or, perhaps he is onto the source. And that is his ascension. Or hers.
I also like ascend-see on… ascon-see-on… see more. See On…onwards… Go…
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Thank you Joseph. Beautiful comment as well as timely! I love the comparison to Daredevil. That has certainly been me at times. Divinely Reckless. I must have always known I was in the Light because nothing REALLY bad ever happened to me, and sometimes I think just getting up again and having another go at life is half the battle. Not giving up in other words.
Lovely expression, refining the cosmic balance. Yes! Am working on that!
Namaste~~~~
July 6, 2010 at 4:18 am
Love what you wrote and the Beautiful art was a rich blessing also! Do you ever hold crystals while meditating? I’ve been a rock-hound since birth I think…lol Even in this heat…holding crystals during meditation has made me need to grab some long sleeves! It’s quite an Exhilarating experience 
Just wanted to throw that out to anyone who hasn’t tried it.
Hi Paula,
Thank you so much for your comment!
I’ve gone for a long period not using crystals. Then suddenly last week I felt the need or them, and took them out of their box — and it was amazing what beautiful energy they were exuding! I really FELT them, and unlike the times before.
Hmmm… I can’t wait to see if they can help with this heat — I’ll have to try that!
“…allowing me to relax into an impressionist painting…”
Nancy, that is some ultra-evocative prose, lady, well done.
I read a lot of comic books, and I know the dynamics of many “super powers”. You sound like Daredevil, you have a Radar Sense of Soul. A Sense You Are On?
At first, Daredevil was not so good with his new senses, he got beat up a lot by bad guys. But, with experience, he was able to sense individual raindrops, hear into the beating heart of others, sense their intent and will with his awareness. To help others make the right moral decisions, the third eye leading the morally blind.
You said in one of your FaceBook posts that you are content to wait, the namesake emotion of you, and I think that has served you well in this manner as well. Patience and waiting are similar, and only through patience can you gain new mind-hand-eye coordination skills.
As you refine your cosmic balance, serve others as the Daredevil Sultry Samurai, you will see with such clarity, with your Astral Radar Sense, the Oneness that is within your body, your mind, your spirit, your soul. Beautiful to contemplate.
Well written, more please.
July 5, 2010 at 7:48 pm