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EMPATH EYES – A Correlation between Eyes and Empathy? ~ Part Two

Saturday, January 31st, 2009

If a correlation exists between eye dilation and empathy, of what significance might this be?  That question currently has no straightforward answer.  Several scenarios would have to be considered and examined.

Might empaths may be generating more endogenous DMT, or perhaps some other self-produced compound, with ongoing dilatational effect on the pupils?  Starseeds, healers, and other empaths filled with love and light would tend to have larger or somehow captivating pupils, and I’ve anecdotally noticed this trend.  We might realise that our pupils dilate when our world is richer – and that correspondingly, when we and our pupils are more open, the world becomes richer.  Empathy would seem to be an attractor for extramundane experience.

What would we do with that knowledge?

Pleiadean Communication and Crop Circles

Thursday, January 22nd, 2009

In the early- to mid-1990s I was going through an increase in anomalous encounters with what I consider non-human intelligence.  Interaction occurred primarily during the middle of the night, but I sensed interaction as well while I was listening to certain trance music through headphones – particularly “Pleiadean Communication” by A Positive Life.  In early June of 1995 I listened to it perhaps a hundred times, or more.

At the same time, numerous synchronicities involving the Pleiades came at me, and I distinctly felt that whatever was “visiting” me was Pleiadean in nature.  As the song infused me, something in me seemed to “click into place.”  I felt something special happening, but I didn’t know exactly what it was, or what it meant…but I was soon to find out.

On Friday evening, the 16th of June, my friend Sonja and I drove from Emporia, Kansas, where we were both attending college, to Topeka, to visit with a friend of hers that I’d never met before.  I believe his name was Michael.  He handed me a book called the Keys of Enoch (Enoch being a major pseudopigraphal work) and showed me some photos of southern England’s recent crop circles.

I’d only recently “discovered” crop circles, via the classic Circular Evidence by Colin Andrews and Pat Delgado, so I was interested in these designs which had apparently been evolving in complexity throughout the early 1990s.  But unlike the circles in the book, which were relatively simple in nature while showing anomalous details that seemed to eliminate humans as a factor in their creation, the circles Sonja’s friend showed me depicted undeniably intelligent designs. My impression of these complex circles was that they weren’t the real deal; surely the fancy ones were fakes.  But I kept that to myself.

As Michael handed me a full-colour calendar back from a prior year, with twelve beautiful photos including 1991’s famous Barbury Castle formation, I thought (with a touch of natural skepticism, I suppose):  “Show me one of these in Kansas, and then I’ll believe.”  Now, this is very important:  The time was about 10.30 on Friday night, 16 June 1995, and I was sitting in a stranger’s house on the west side of Topeka, Kansas, holding a calendar back, literally asking for a crop circle to investigate.  This, too, I kept to myself – or so I thought.

The next few days passed quickly.  My younger brother got married Saturday and my older brother and his family were visiting from Ohio.  So on Thursday morning, the 22nd of June – almost a week after I’d wished for a Kansas crop circle – we were all sitting around my mother’s dining room table in a small town in south-central Kansas.  Mom was looking at the Hutchinson News, and she read aloud, “Here, Stace – Crop Circle Mars Inman Wheat Field.”

There on the front page was a photo of a farmer standing in a brand new crop circle formation little more than an hour away from my mother’s house.  I wouldn’t normally have been at Mom’s house on a Thursday – what luck!  Within minutes I had phoned Mr Regier for permission to enter his field and directions to the site, packed the car with Dad’s tape measure and a camera, and said some quick good-bys.

Ironically, in the excitement of the moment, I had completely forgotten my request the Friday previous for a crop circle of my own to investigate.  More about confirmation later….

Because the crop circle had only been found on the 20th and reported in the news on the 22nd, my daughter and I were two of only a few people to have stepped into the formation. I felt a sense of elation and wonder that beautiful Thursday morning as I photographed and took measurements of the gleaming golden crop lay.  The ground details were beautiful.  I knew what to look for after having pored over Circular Evidence with such interest. I carefully inspected the entire formation, which stretched about 120 feet (about 36.5 metres) from east to west.  My daughter and I carefully measured each facet’s dimension, and I photographed and documented details like gap-seeking, isolated standing stalks, and underlying swirls.

The diagram I produced from measurements was painstakingly created from careful ground measurements; no aerial photo has ever been found. The crop circle shape resembles an old tractor:  a large circle to the east was connected by a thin path to a smaller circle to the west, which had another thin path leading directly north out of the smaller circle before jutting east, almost like an exhaust pipe.

The samples I collected of the affected and control wheat were sent to Michigan. WC Levengood,, confirmed that the sprouted wheat from the control samples grew normally, whereas the wheat from various points within the formation grew significantly more rapidly and evenly.

As I continued my investigation over the next several days, I interviewed a farmer named Chad who witnessed astonishing light phenomena that “made the hair on [his] arms stand on end.”  (Note: piezoelectric effect, perhaps?)  He was tilling a field on the warm, muggy night of June 16th, and at around 10.30, he suddenly saw a stationary row of several lights “like car headlights on dim” above the field across the road to his north, “stirring up dust.”  The strange lights “spooked” him, he said.  He turned the tractor around at the end of a row, looked back, and the lights were gone.  And four days later, on the 20th of June, Mr Regier found the crop circle in the exact spot Chad had seen the lights.

Was the timing mere coincidence?  I didn’t think so; 10.30 PM on the 16th of June was so specific that I had to take it personally. And something about the song “Pleiadean Communication” kept coming back to me….as though by listening to what I feel may have been channeled music I had entered a true trance state which had allowed an interface between myself and the circle makers.  That my request had apparently been answered immediately was notable.  But who knows – maybe I needed just a little more evidence….

To cement my knowledge that inter-intelligence communication had occurred between myself and the circle makers, a full year later in the summer of 1996 an even wilder synchronicity was revealed.  On a whim, I decided to take out a map of Kansas (82,282 square miles of land) and put a point on the map where I had originally wished for a crop circle and another where I had initially learned about the Inman formation.  With a ruler, I drew a straight line between the two points – a geographical distance of about 160 miles.  There, on the line, six miles east of Inman and a mile north on paved county roads, then a quarter mile back west on a dirt road, was the precise spot of the Inman formation.

So not only did the crop circle appear at the moment I wished for it, but it took the stylised form of the tractor on which rode the only known witness to its creation….and it appeared directly on an extraordinarily significant axis.  All of this without a word spoken – only a private wish calling out from deep within me.  Webster couldn’t do better at defining “communication.”  At that moment I beamed one of the biggest smiles of my life, I’m sure.

I feel sure the circle makers were smiling too…

STACE TUSSEL

NOTE:  My field report and diagram were published in the Summer 1996 issue of The Circular, a UK periodical now out of print.

To Be Fair…(addendum to last post)

Tuesday, January 20th, 2009

After reading Colin Andrews’ expose’, I felt that so much that had been known but sidelined for so long was validated, and I reacted with considerable fervour to that wonderful news. But I must also acknowledge that although the genuine phenomenon is a different creature than the human-made formations, there is rumoured to be an overlap of what might be called “supernatural” activity within both.

Balls of light (BOLs) and UFOs are a common sight in and around the non-human-made formations.  Reportedly they’ve been seen in association with human crop art as well.  Likewise, some human circlemakers claim to have designed a formation on paper, but when they get to the field to lay down the crop they find the circle has already appeared – as though someone or something had read their mind.

While an overriding theme of deception in the human “crop art” makes me wonder at the trustworthiness of some of the people reporting this activity, I can’t discount it out of hand due to the known extremes of inter-intelligence communications.  So, to be fair, there appear to be inexplicable events associated with the human-made formations.  Whether this indicates a playfulness on the part of the non-human circlemakers (which certainly isn’t hard to imagine) or something else, it deserves recognition.  But I reiterate, the two phenomena are different animals.  Circlemaking teams tend to make formations and then keep their activities secret, which undoubtedly contributes a huge part to the British crop circle fascination.  I must question their motives:  innocent, as in “They’re enjoying it – so what’s the harm?” or less-so, as in “Ha! They really think ours was put down by ET!”

My post was really more about the evidence of a real coverup revealed by Colin Andrews, not about putting down the efforts of the human crop artists or discounting those formations’ value.  The artists do a fine job, and since the mystique is central to their art, revealing who they are and which formations they create would take much of the fun out of their work.  So, the dilemma is to how to tell them apart – if it matters to you.  It matters to me, so I’ll detail briefly what I believe are a few of the more definitive signs of the original crop circle phenomenon:

1)  The interaction between human and non-human consciousness, i.e., telepathic communication between humans and the non-human circlemakers, with extreme synchronicities seemingly arranged to confirm said communication, such as I’ve reported in my article “Pleiadean Communication and Crop Circles” (to be posted here in edited form soon).

2)  Specific ground details (not the common ones that humans have mastered or are scientifically explained) that would require extraordinary planning and expertise far, far in excess of what is needed to convince 99.9% of those who believe “they’re all real! None are created by humans.” (Yes, there are some folks out there who still believe humans can’t possibly create those “perfect” patterns – which is fine – just like there are a few out there who believe that all crop circles are made by men.)

3) Circles that appear literally “in the middle of nowhere,” with no claim to fame and no publicity attached – many of which I’ve investigated here in vast, unpopulated areas of the United States and which have been downplayed or even completely ignored by mainstream media here.

To explain these notes in detail would require a much more lengthy post, so I’ll not go into that now.  But again, to be fair, it does appear that unusual activity, possibly related to inter-intelligence communications, may be happening within the realm of human-made crop art.  That said, the deception that pervades the movement in general turns me off, however, so for the time being I’ll relegate the study of that activity to those who are absorbed in the “crop art” movement and are drawn to that specific area of research.

STACE TUSSEL

Breaking News: Colin Andrews Finally Blows the Whistle!

Monday, January 19th, 2009

Colin Andrews played an important role in my learning about crop circles when I read his book Circular Evidence 15 years ago.  In Wiltshire and Hampshire during the summer of 1997, I spent time doing field research with Colin and with pilot and researcher Busty Taylor, was taught how to dowse the circles by the late Richard Andrews, and rubbed elbows with other researchers at Alton-Barnes’ famous “Barge Inn.”  Many of those friends and acquaintances have bravely stood by the fact that even though many circles are human-made, the genuine phenomenon has never gone away.

Some of my old friends, “croppies” as they were called, have in recent years downplayed or even completely denied the non-human role in crop circles, focussing instead on the fantastic “crop art” being made by groups of human “crop artists” – many of whom are, in odd twists of fate, friends of mine.  I have nothing against “crop art,” but I do take issue with the quick conclusion that because impressive crop art is being plastered all over websites and calendars around the world, that’s representative of crop circles in general.  “Just because some dollar bills are counterfeit doesn’t mean that all dollar bills are counterfeit.

Colin Andrews, myself, and others, even in the face of ridicule, have remained outspokenly convinced that the genuine phenomenon existed, and still exists, even as “crop art” became the talk of the town.  Now Colin has come forth with an absolutely brilliant compilation of evidence that shows that not only were the British Ministry of Defence and the Royal Family extremely interested in the original phenomenon, but that over the years, denials were perpetrated by false “UFO spokespersons” as part of the coverup, which is now revealed in impressive detail here:

http://colinandrews.net/Government02.html

If you have any interest at all in the genuine phenomenon, I urge you to read Colin’s expose’.  (It’s not a quick nor easy read – so allow yourself some time.)  I’m elated that he has finally come forth with this compilation that supports those of us that know, beyond a doubt, that not all crop circles are made by people out to fool us!  Thank you, Colin, for taking a stand!  He is right in the preface he attached when he e-mailed news of this post today:  “This is the most important article I’ve ever written and was not easy for me to do.  Mainly because of confidentialities Ive (sic) held over the years but I had to make a statement before history gets re-written again. There is going to be some media and no doubt some backlash too: Bottom line is that the magic is getting lost in the noise.”  The backlash to which he refers is that disharmony that will be once again feverishly stirred up between the “real” camp and the “human-made” camp.  We could forego all that if we’d just accept that crop circles and crop art are related only in their general facades.

For anyone out there wanting to get into a real crop circle, you will need to find your methods of determining the real ones from the imposters – which isn’t difficult to do.  On the other hand, if you simply want to go into “crop art” for the charm it has to offer, you’ll find many examples to enjoy.  Just remember that there’s no point in denying that they are two radically different phenomena.  Now, more than ever, it’s important to realise and remember that the “real deal” is obviously created by non-human intelligence, without direct human intervention on the ground but often with a clear psychic (telepathic) component.  The implications are staggering – and in this day, that statement really needs no explanation…

NOTE:  Colin Andrews’ article is strictly copyrighted, so if you want to share the information, please respect that and share the link to his site, giving proper credit where credit is due!     STACE TUSSEL

Sightings of Import – Part Two

Sunday, January 18th, 2009

“They’re Probably Listening Right Now….”

In this post, I thought I’d go back to some memorable UFO activity from many years ago – in my pre-crop-circle days.  First I’ll share a few bits from the 1950s, the decade before I was born.

As an aside, which could indicate mere coincidence, earlier in the decade one of my father’s cousins, one Robert Adcock, was mysteriously lost during a military flight in the Bermuda Triangle. And as a Marine in the mid-1950s, my father once witnessed on radar a couple of blips indicating an unknown object travelling much faster than anything known to man at the time (and perhaps to this day).

But on to the later 1950s…..

My mother and father and sister lived in a small, one-bedroom apartment on the second floor of a house in Huntsburg, Ohio. Daddy worked nights, while Mom, just 16 years old, stayed at home.  My sister slept in a crib near the bed. One morning in late 1957 or early 1958, when my sister was about 9 months old, Daddy came home in the pre-dawn dark, and he and Mom lay in bed talking. Cheryl stood up in her crib, so Mom got up to put her in bed with Daddy and then went to get her a drink.

When Mom came back from the kitchen, something exceedingly strange happened – something that was not only witnessed by both of them but which was also confirmed later that day in a series of events I’ll describe next. Bear in mind that this took place over 50 years ago, but the story’s remained essentially the same each time I’ve brought it up with my parents:

Mom was standing in the doorway and Daddy and Cheryl were on the bed when a “laser beam” or stream of light shot straight through the window and hit the crib where Cheryl had been standing moments before, making a “cracking” sound on the wood. Lightning? No thunder. Car headlight? No chance, based on the location of the window. Flashlight? Not coming through a second floor window in a thin beam that resulted in a sound as it hit the crib.

Later that day, a clearly-defined and apparently radioactive circular area was investigated by mysterious men in the field nearby.  The news reported that a UFO that passed over the area, shutting down the electrical systems of cars on the road nearby for a few moments – yes, just like you see dramatised on television these days. Cars all stalled at once, and then a few moments later, they all started up again.

“Flying saucers” were fairly common in that area of Ohio during the late 1950s. Later, when Mom and Dad lived with my paternal grandparents in Windsor, a village just a few miles east of Huntsburg, my father saw actual craft. The farmstead stood on a hill overlooking the river valley between Windsor and Orwell, and more than once my father saw silver disks descending into the trees near the river.

Now fast forward oh, about thirty years – to around 1990. With my mother and father having divorced in 1970 or 1971, Daddy was living in Kansas City and my sister (the one from the crib story) in rural, south-central Kansas. He was visiting one evening, which was a rare occasion since KC is about 5 hours from my sister’s home. I was there, as was my younger brother (by my stepfather) and my sister’s four children. It was a late summer night, we were talking excitedly, and the subject turned to UFOs – probably at my urging.

Daddy started to describe some of his sightings as the family huddled around, listening intently. For some reason I (half-jokingly) said something to the effect of, “they can probably hear us now – they’ve probably been listening the whole time!” and everyone got a good laugh out of that. But in some odd way I meant it – and my brother (around age 15), my sister’s oldest daughter (who must’ve been around 12 at the time), and I decided to go on a walk down the dark, dirt road, flashlight in hand, to look at the stars and see if any “flying saucers” would show up. It was a clear night anyway, so I knew the stargazing would be good.

As we walked arm in arm, Michael started to blink the light off and on up toward the sky (which is a proven way of showing intent to communicate with ET – albeit high-powered spotlights rather than weak flashlights are more commonly used, and at the time I didn’t know the CSETI protocol). I laughed a bit as I playfully chided him, “If they’re up there, they’re not going to see that little light all the way down here!” And what do you know, just a few seconds later, in the exact spot I was gazing – pretty much directly overhead and quite close – a bright yellow-orange light turned on and jetted over as I exclaimed “Look at that!” in time to have both Cis and Michael look up and see, for just a second, this amber light that seemingly appeared in response to the evening’s discussion.

Now I’ve seen many meteors in my time, and tons of satellites too, and this was neither. It was as large as a streetlight from, say, a block or two away, and completely silent. It moved much faster than a starlike satellite, but moved slower and was larger and more defined than any meteor I’ve seen (other than “fireballs” I’ve seen dropping down on occasion). And the timing of its appearance – well, it couldn’t have been better.

Sometimes with ET, all you need to do is acknowledge, ask, and accept. If they’re in range, I feel it’s more likely that they’ll hear and respond, provided the curiosity is real and the intention pure. In fact, they seem to enjoy teasing us with this kind of cat-and-mouse game, although there are more serious and focused ways of instigating contact – CSETI training and practise being one of them. But from my experience, ET does seem to appreciate the innocence – and the awe – of “recognised confirmation” in a first-contact type of way.

In future posts, I’ll go into the more advanced and intentional methods of building meaningful contact with ET that can, and does, happen with practise – and generally only in the absence of fear. Until then, just remember, “they’re probably listening right now.” Indeed, perhaps they are….

STACE TUSSEL

Imagining the Metaverse – Sacred Science & Psychedelic Research

Sunday, January 11th, 2009

IMAGINING THE METAVERSE
Questions to Ponder

Does DMT or something like it somehow illuminate, from the inside, perhaps through some “trick” of nature, the quanta of which we are formed?   Does it enhance or even create the perception that we are animated, individual, sentient beings in our own right?

Can we dip into other dimensions of quantum consciousness that exist within independent universes so obscure we generally don’t realise they also exist in “ours?”

Are “we” interwoven with an other, unique DMT universe, populated by beings and animations that exist independent of us, yet who exist inside us as well?

Recommended Reading:

  • Science and the Akashic Field: An Integral Theory of Everything by Ervin Laszlo.  (The term “metaverse” I use as Laszlo does in his book, referencing all universes – prior, present, and future.)
  • DMT: The Spirit Molecule by Rick Strassman.

Sacred Science, Extraordinary Awareness, and the Implications of Psychedelic Research

If you’re keenly interested in interdimensional contact and haven’t read Dr Rick Strassman’s book, DMT: The Spirit Molecule, I highly recommend you do.  Here you’ll get firsthand reports of sudden transits into extreme and superreal otherworld destinations that are readily available to us by way of DMT, a chemical that our bodies and other organic, living matter produce naturally and which can also be synthesised in the lab, in which case it is deemed a controlled substance in the US and in some other countries.

The extent of DMT’s purpose isn’t known.  What we know is that when certain thresholds are surpassed by extraordinary amounts of circulating DMT, we may experience mystical states such as near-death and out-of-body experiences, alien encounters, epiphanies, and lucid dreams, among other “extramundane” states.

Within seconds of receiving high intravenous doses of DMT in a controlled setting, Strassman’s research volunteers landed in a wholly-different but real otherworld, many experiencing fully-conscious contact with various independent, sentient beings.

While the body remains in “this reality,” DMT-saturated awareness lands somewhere else entirely, often described as being like a spaceship, a circus, or some other artificial, energetic space.  Volunteers report a supernormal rapid relay of what seems like radical data – which, as with dreams, often fades to some degree once the DMT level attenuates.

Notably, in Strassman’s experiment, visuals of the DMT otherworld were oddly overlaid (i.e., as entirely different realities) upon the room if the subject’s eyes were open – rather like “two branes colliding,” in a cosmological sense, so volunteers wore an eyemask to prevent distortion of the dominant DMT field.   (I’d be curious to know if something happens in the brain that also shows up on functional MRI [fMRI].  To my knowledge, no one has checked that out yet.)   What is both anecdotally and scientifically documented is that certain concentrations of DMT, whether of endogenous or exogenous origin, seem to allow physical and mental awareness to separate and occupy totally different realities simultaneously.

That endogenous DMT may play a role in creating and/or facilitating, at will, temporary yet very real interdimensional encounters with other intelligent beings may be one way we humans may enter an otherworld, to explore some of the deepest mysteries of our time.  The question is, how can we increase endogenous DMT production, without being reborn or nearing death….?  Another question, perhaps, is should all humans, having given informed consent, whether for personal or cosmological insight, be allowed to experience levels of DMT that may well illuminate dimensions beyond the mundane?

copyright STACE TUSSEL

Sightings of Import – Part One

Thursday, January 8th, 2009

Import – One

Personal Sightings of Import – Part One

A few years ago Denver experienced a wide-brimmed upturn in UFO reports – a mini-flap of sorts. My back patio was a gateway to frequent anomalous sphere sightings, as well as morphing UFOs and huge black rectangles.  I’m working on getting my best videos and photos posted here, and with any luck that’ll be any day now.

The first video I’d like to post will probably be the second or third. I don’t recall the exact day it happened, but it was summer. What appeared at first to be somewhat like a bird or windblown bag alternating sunlight and shadow continued a direct path across the sky from north to south, just to the east of me, with the sun to my back. Especially odd was the duration of this pattern; I videoed it for four or five minutes, its movement, apparent trajectory, and luminosity steady. I’d like Dilettoso to take a look. But first, I must find the tape.

The sightings I’ll share are highly anomalous and unexplained, like the large, dark grey sphere that flew over Denver west to east in a gusty easterly wind – clearly defying the “laws” of physics. No wings, no windows, no wavering …  no known origin, powersource, or function.  Yet still it flew between me and downtown, probably about two miles or so away, going maybe 100 miles per hour, perhaps faster.

I don’t know if anybody else witnessed that UFO or others like it, but if they did, I’d imagine they’ve got eyes like mine, trained for any aberration in the sky. Sometimes these things are like tiny stars just sitting in one place for minutes at a time in a bright blue sky, and most people never see them. That’s probably true with most sightings, some of which I managed to get on video.  I’ll try to post one as soon as I can.

Another of the most distinct and inexplicable sightings was of a pearly-white sphere hovering over my house for 20 minutes, unwavering, one early evening. There were two additional witnesses with me, as perplexed as I. As quickly as it had appeared and sat in one place for so long, seemingly in a state of mutual observation, it was simply gone…

STACE TUSSEL

The Cosmos “Neither Declares Nor Conceals”

Wednesday, December 24th, 2008

~ dedicated to the memory of Dev Hathaway

I can be a bit particular in my usage of certain terms. Recently my research has drawn me back to the subject of synchronicity, the mention of which often causes undue confusion. There are reasons why I use the words coincidence, serendipity, and synchronicity in very specific ways.

A bit of logic should silence all arguments: Yes, all synchronicities are coincidences, but not all coincidences are synchronicities.  Strictly speaking, any two things that happen concurrently form a coincidence, whether it carries any special meaning or not.   Serendipity is a step up – more like a lucky coincidence, but not out of the realm of everyday possibility.

By contrast, synchronicity is that rare coincidence that punctuates – with an exclamation point – a deeply meaningful coincidence, one that is so astonishingly rare as to be nearly unbelievable.  And, to satisfy its critics, the synchronicity’s extraordinary significance must be clearly and immediately undeniable.

Synchronicity has been acknowledged to happen more frequently during events or times in our lives that are accompanied by profound insight, change, or discovery – events such as falling in love or ending a relationship, experiencing cascading epiphanies, or, perhaps, inviting contact from “other intelligence.”

To explain, I’ll have to go back in time about fifteen years. One of my most esteemed English professors, the late Dev Hathaway, told me that my writing reminded him of Annie Dillard’s. Coincidentally, Dev was an acquaintance of Dillard’s sister. I remember the smile in his eyes as he mentioned I even looked a bit like her. He advised me to read Pilgrim at Tinker Creek.

That same afternoon I was browsing quantum mechanics or some such topic at the university library. Most of the books were relatively new – many in paperback, and all of them looking fairly standard for the subect matter. As I scanned the shelves, my eyes were drawn to one book that seemed somehow out of place: a dark, fabric-covered hardback with a faint, copper-hued title. I leaned in and, still unable to read the worn lettering in the dim light, pulled the book out: Pilgrim at Tinker Creek.

In a library housing hundreds of thousands of volumes, how is it that my eyes landed on the same book Dev mentioned just moments earlier – and why?

Later that week I chanced upon a paperback copy of said book, marked down to some unreasonably low price at a bookstore’s closeout sale, and I was able to add the book to my collection. Now, that I was at the bookstore at the same time as the book was a coincidence – and it was serendipitous that I happened to spot it while quickly rummaging through boatloads of others, especially since I had just learned about it.

Looking back on those days, when I was finishing college in my late 20s, everything in my life was at an intense high. I was experiencing some profound interactions with what might be called the subtle realm. Once I was sunbathing in the back yard – a lush, overgrown, and private area – observing nature. As I watched a dragonfly dart around the bushes and trees and Queen Anne’s Lace, I thought to it, “Come and sit nearby.” To my delight, the dragonfly immediately came over and landed very close, facing me with a steady gaze for several seconds while I perceived, with joyful gratitude, its gossamer wings and velvety eyes.

Back to the library, though, and to synchronicity.  At the top of my list of “all-time wildest synchronicities” has to be the following. I was in an “Intro to the Internet” class in the mid-1990s when a book was passed around containing the e-mail addresses of a hundred or so relatively well-known people. My assignment was to e-mail one of them and then report back on the result. I flipped through the book and found a name that was quite familiar, although I didn’t know much about him: Noam Chomsky.

Later that day I was, again, in the university library. This time I was deliberately looking in the bound periodicals section for a particular back issue of Esquire magazine, to read an interview with Dr. John Mack about the alien encounter phenomenon.

As I walked past the bookshelves, alphabetically approching Esquire, coincidentally I saw a section of bound volumes of a periodical called “Encounter.” I’d never heard of this publication, but I couldn’t resist stopping to take a quick look at one of the books. I chose one at random, with dates like Sept. 1971 – May 1973. I quickly flipped it open to a densely-packed page and immediately saw two words: “Noam Chomsky.”

So as I stood in a library of a million or so books with many more hundreds of millions of words mixed up in mostly-random order, I had chosen the right book, the only page in that book, and the exact place on that page to find the words that I had chosen earlier that day. Something was pulling me toward that book – or vice versa. Now that I would call a synchronicity.

Could a “conscious” factor in the book have sensed me walking by, and called me in?

Noam Chomsky – a linguist – ended up having a connection to an overwhelming interest of mine, crop circles, and specifically, to the meaning that they might convey. Nice conversation starter, eh? “Mr Chomsky, what do you think about the language of the crop circles in the fields of rural England?”

But to reframe: simple coincidences are not necessarily less valuable than astonishing synchronicities. Remember, Dev’s coincidental acquaintance with Annie Dillard was closely connected to the synchronicity of finding Pilgrim at Tinker Creek later that day. In fact, there was a similar chain of events in the Noam Chomsky synchronicity, only in a much tighter time frame: first, the coincidence of walking past a periodical named “Encounter,” which clearly grabbed my attention, and second, the synchronicity of my eyes landing on the words “Noam Chomsky” when I opened a volume at random.

I believe that the magnitude of a particular synchronicity’s meaning is inversely correlated to the odds of the coincidence. Doubtless, these events – especially the ones of least probability by chance – support the reality of a pervasive, yet obscure consciousness which I feel is omnipresent in the Cosmos – by whatever name it be called, whether quanta or God or something else entirely.

To paraphrase Heraclitus, who noted so long ago with riddling insight, the Cosmos “…neither declares nor conceals, but gives a sign.”

STACE TUSSEL

Solar Low = Consciousness High?

Friday, December 12th, 2008

Perhaps you’ve seen the recent video of a dog in Santiago, Chile running out across a busy freeway to pull another dog, who’d just been hit and killed in traffic, out of the path of further damage. I can’t help but wonder what is going on in that dog’s consciousness as it dodges speeding cars and trucks, risking its own survival to spare the dignity of a comrade’s lost life. Are the dog’s actions indicative of intelligent reasoning, of empathy? Instinct hardly seems a viable explanation.

Nearly every day now we hear another news piece reporting on [non-human] animal intelligence: a parrot who warns that a toddler has choked and stopped breathing, a dolphin pod that protects a swimmer being targeted by circling sharks, another dolphin who successfully communicates with two beached whales to get them back out to sea after many failed attempts by humans, elephants and magpies who recognise their own mirror reflections…

Consciousness and intelligence, in general, seem to be developing at a rapid rate. Possibly the public’s increasing interest in the subject is prompting a discussion about what has long been known by certain factions and withheld from us. In any case, we’ve seen for a long while that animals evidence extraordinarily intelligent behaviours from time to time, but lately it seems we are witnessing among them an exponential increase of self awareness and newly-observed, undeniably-intelligent acts.

Is DNA being “fine-tuned” in conjunction with the extended, extreme solar minimum?

A similar increase in consciousness is apparent in many human beings. I think if we look back in history, we’ll find a correlation between extreme solar lows and the sparking of human intellect and consciousness development. For instance, the last half of the 17th century through the early 18th century, a period of intensely-low sunspot activity called the Maunder Minimum, corresponded with the well-known Scientific Revolution. And the Dalton Minimum during the early 1800s brought with it some remarkable advances, including namesake John Dalton’s atomic theory – which has, in turn, led to modern-day study of quantum physics.

While the earlier beginnings of atomic theory were significantly expanded by Democritus more than a millennium before Dalton’s lifetime, the subject had never been explicated to the same degree as it was in the early 19th century. This is not to say that atomic theory hadn’t been developed in the extreme distant past – on Earth or elsewhere. In fact, evidence exists (if mostly anecdotal) that advanced civilisations existed on Earth in far-prehistoric times. But formally assigning the beginning of any “new” discovery is fairly arbitrarily linked not to evidence but to proof, which is exceedingly difficult when it comes to prehistory. My point here, however, is that Dalton brought atomic theory to the fore within a timeframe of pronounced acceleration of scientific growth and discovery – and during a remarkably low solar minimum.

Bear in mind that “standard” solar minimums (in relationship to the correlating solar maximums) occur roughly every 11 years. Extremes, on the other hand, happen much more rarely – and by all accounts we’re in the midst of an extreme solar minimum now. Naturally, questions about the impact of solar activity with the development of consciousness are relevant at this time, especially when considered against the backdrop of our radical relationship with cosmic matter (“We are all made of stars,” as Moby wrote).  There seems to be a correlation between our awareness, whether named consciousness or intelligence or otherwise, and incoming interstellar radiation, which is likely infringing our solar system to some degree due to the Sun’s persistently-low sunspot activity and accompanying low solar wind, which has been linked to our shrinking heliosphere, particularly during our current solar cycle.

With the exponential advancement in science and technology and consciousness itself over the last several thousand years, should we not consider that a wave of interstellar particles may be bombarding Earth and contributing to the apparent increase in true mass consciousness by saturating not only the human race, but also other animals and perhaps on some level plants and even quantum particles as well? Could this wave be carrying us headlong into a future we can only begin to imagine, but which may have been predicted during far-previous solar low cycles? (Note: upcoming posts will deal with those clues and/or predictions possibly encoded in ancient megalithic sites.)

I propose no answers, but only questions, from this speculation. I can barely begin to comprehend the questions, let alone formulate the answers…..but like stones dropped in still water, these musings may eventually reach the outer banks of our awareness, leading us even deeper within the mystery – and, ironically, ever closer to the answers encrypted there.

STACE TUSSEL

Non-Coding DNA and the Non-Coding Cosmos

Tuesday, December 2nd, 2008

A supervast and unseen mix of dark matter and energy, which I call the Non-Coding Cosmos, fills most of the Universe. Observable reality – what we perceive – provides a dramatic contrast to the bigger picture. A radical relationship between non-coding DNA and the larger cosmic reality can be imagined in which the Non-Coding Cosmos activates DNA, thus bringing forth our existence.

Non-coding DNA is just as elusive as the Non-Coding Cosmos. Only about three percent* of DNA has a known purpose, providing each individual’s unique genetic code – yet vastly more DNA is stuffed into our cells. Why the extra baggage? Perhaps it has to do with the apparent syntax of DNA’s own “dark matter.” No one has been able to figure out the language that seems to be cleverly set in Non-Coding DNA, yet there is an undeniable underlying syntax to the “extra” DNA, which imparts a code…a language.

We may be wavering at the frontier of existence and reality – but the Dark Universe is difficult to study, rather like the mystery language in our DNA. If non-coding DNA indeed contains a language, however, what is it saying? And what if the Non-Coding Cosmos is the lens through which the message is seen?

Most DNA is like most of the Universe in being generally inaccessible.  A remarkable reverse correlation presents too, in the extreme difference in size – one tiny and the other unfathomably huge. Both contain immense amounts of information. Is the wizard a self-organised intelligence, or shall we anthropomorphise quanta and dark energy?

Perhaps the answers to such “unanswerable” questions exist – even by design – within the overlap of Non-Coding DNA and the Non-Coding Cosmos. The two do seem to share a natural affinity; perhaps they’re even designed to be interactive.

Considering recent developments in intelligence and consciousness research, if non-coding DNA and the Non-Coding Cosmos exist in symbiosis, then a critical paradigm shift regarding our cosmic origins and purpose could be imminent. Rapidly-developing technologies and recovered sacred consciousness tools may lead us to decipher cosmic secrets lying in wait, right before our eyes.

*estimates vary, but between 3 and 10 percent of our DNA is thought to be that portion that comprises our genetic code.

NOTES:

D.B. Cline, quoted in Scientific American:  “Determining the nature of this missing mass [i.e., what I speculate may be the Non-Coding Cosmos] is one of the most important problems in modern cosmology and particle physics. It has been noted that the names “dark matter” and “dark energy” serve mainly as expressions of our ignorance, much as the marking of early maps with “terra incognita.”

I first learned about Zipf’s Law, which has been used to show the linguistic patterns within so-called “junk” DNA, while reading Graham Hancock’s Supernatural: Meetings with the Ancient Teachers of Mankind.

Rick Strassman, from his book DMT: The Spirit Molecule: “…in Channel Normal, our body is solid, has discrete boundaries, and responds to gravity. While we are perceiving Channel Dark Matter, we may be experiencing our body [without] visible light and gravity…..”

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