It was over two years ago now that I think about it.  “What the Bleep” was being presented on campus at my son’s university.   He had already seen the movie and, was going in hopes of meeting others on campus interested in the same thing.  

I had special ordered a copy of the movie as soon as it came out.  Well was my son familiar with the subject.  I’d raised him from a child with an understanding of it.  Members of the film crew were there, on campus, for the special presentation.  Little did they know when they met my son, that he possessed a more in depth understanding of the subject then they did. 

That Christmas I was presented with an autographed copy of the book “What the Bleep” that had recently been published.   My son had purchased it for me when he went to see the movie.  That holiday season I would read a chapter out loud every night, as my husband enjoyed listening to me read. The book went more in depth into each subject, which both of us enjoyed.  Later, this increased depth would be made into another edition of the movie, called “Down the Rabbit Hole”, which I also ordered for myself in advance. 

I had a mixed response to the understanding shared. I was elated that something about the subject was finally coming out in the media.  Finally.  It was about blankety blank blank time from my perspective.  So I was happy.  What I had been waiting for, for so long, was happening.  Consciousness was now in movement. 

On the flip side, I was irritated because what was shared was so shallow in understanding.   Yes, I said shallow but I mean no disrespect.  I’m encouraged that more of us are becoming interested in swimming these waters.  I just don’t usually play around in the shallow end.  I don’t like all the waves and the splashing.  I prefer swimming the deeper waters.    

I knew rampant confusion was going to ensue, as our false egos took off trying to use the information to further enable our emotional insecurities.  That was the direction both the movie and the book presented.  A lot of mental and analytical interpretation, studied in a scientific way. 

I don’t mean to imply anything ‘wrong’ with this approach, except for the fact that I already know no understanding could ever come from it.  Been there, done that already.  I didn’t start out with a mystical bent.  I started out as an engineer, studying magnetic fields.   I can recognize dead ends because I found the same ones myself.  Already. What seems like long ago. 

I knew of J.Z. Knight since the days when she wore a pyramid shaped hat on her head made of aluminum foil.  I had read her ‘channels’ of Ramtha in 1988.  I enjoyed J.Z.  I appreciated her allowing her eccentricity to show.  It was something I was afraid of doing, so she had my admiration, too.  She was out in the world expressing her Self while I was sitting behind the scenes, carving my sculptures, imagining how clever I was to come up with a means of expression where “I” wouldn’t be required to show myself.  Where ‘others’ would look at my work and, not me.

“Make Known the Unknown.”   

There is an underlying foundation in the thinking patterns of the “What the Bleep” movie and book, the “Down the Rabbit Hole” movie, too, as well as another movie, “The Secret”.  It’s also in the perspective of J.Z. Knight and many wonderful other people like her, that is invalid when it comes to the understanding of Spirit or God or the Quantum Field.  When it comes to understanding fields of Consciousness. 

And that is, we cannot in any way perceive to separate ourselves from it and, at the same time come to any kind of in depth understanding of Unity.   You can’t get there from here, basically. 

We can’t start from polarity and reason our way up to unity.  We can only start from unity and reason our way down, invalidating all our contradictory ideas as we go.   

We can’t come to know it, from a scientific approach of repetitive results, either.  It doesn’t work that way.  Consciousness is not solid, it is fluid and every changing, molding itself into any form we imagine.  We can only come to know it, from the perspective of adventuring into it.  An adventurer, a pioneer, isn’t looking for what’s repetitive.  That would nullify the very nature of the adventuring. 

We can’t ‘boldly go where no man has gone before’ down a paved road. 

My understanding has come as a result of saving my own life.  Polarity and duality was killing me.  I had been born with both hemispheres of my brain equally active and dominant.   I wasn’t only a type A, I was a type B, as well.  Not “or” but “and”. 

Duality patterns set me at war with myself.  That meant I was in a lose/lose situation no matter what side of myself I chose. 

There weren’t enough of us born this way, the Research Institute told my parents, to know what to do with us or to help us.  Most of us didn’t live very long, waging a constant battle within ourselves.  I was going to have to come up with my own solution, if any of my internal conflicts were going to be resolved.  With that as my goal, I set off upon my path, I leaped down the rabbit hole,filled with a determination, that would require both half’s of my brain, learning how to exist in unison and cooperation.   I was going to have to fuse the polarities. 

I developed a nose like a bloodhound for sniffing out contradictions and concepts of separation.  As soon as I found one, I threw it out of my reality.  I didn’t sweep my dust under the carpet.  I hunted for it and got it out of my house. 

I noticed ‘others’ calling themselves ‘channels’.  Many I counted as friends.  As much as I would have liked being a ‘channel’ just like them, I knew it wasn’t for me.  They all went into some sort of altered state, and then another ‘being’ would start expressing themselves through them.  Their conscious level was always separated from the experience of accessing the other levels and, I didn’t have the same respite.  I couldn’t ever turn the awareness off. 

I had always experienced it directly connected to my central nervous system.   When everything feels like you, it’s hard to separate yourself from the experience.  A conscious channel, that’s it, that’s me.  With the way I was born, everything has to be integrated.  There can be no conflicts or separations between conscious, subconscious and super conscious, between Spirit, Mind and Body.  Otherwise, I feel sick, I’d feel ill at ease.  It is a very debilitating experience, with feelings of worthlessness following closely on its heels. 

I’m writing now to speak up. 

“Sue Ann!  Make known the unknown!” it says in the signed copy of the book I have, written there by Betsy Chasse.  I chuckle, for little did Betsy realize on a conscious level who would receive that message.  I bet she wrote the same one in all the books she signed. 

So OK.  “Make known the unknown.” …  

Most of what I’ve seen and read so far has been written and expressed by those of us who don’t consciously understand very much of what they’re talking about.  There, I said it.  I made known the unknown.  Now I only hope I haven’t made a bunch of people unhappy with me and how my sentiment may cast certain lights upon them. 

That’s the way Illumination always is, it always brings out all our shadows.  I’ve simply decided to count on our hearts being true.  Our desires to know and understand, being genuine.  

The importance of asking great questions is stressed, given an example in the question, “is the number 5 married?”

Yes, the number five is married.  It is married to the shape tetrahedron.  That wasn’t exactly a great question. 

Now the question Betsy asks herself on page 8 of the book is a great question.  She writes, “I want to know if I’m truly capable of feeling unconditional love.  This is not just an abstract for me.  Unconditional Love is on my agenda – it’s how I want to be, at least for my husband and my daughter – but if I’m honest with myself, I’m not sure I’ve ever felt it.”

Now THAT’S a great question. 

And the answer is, YES, we are ALL capable and, NO, most of us have never felt it. 

Most of us don’t even have a clue to understanding it.  I know I didn’t when I first started out.  Unconditional Love is Unconditional.  It CAN’T be related to ANY conditions or it isn’t Unconditional.  Like if I feel unconditional love, it isn’t going to be reserved for just a few, on the condition that a person means anything to me.  There’s going to be nothing exclusive to it or about it at all. 

“Make known the unknown.” 

Another thing is the use of an example of us wanting something.  Like a guy wanting to have a new car.   So the guidance is offered for him to use his imagination to imagine being IN that new car, feeling all the experiences of having it and driving it. 

Well…, that’s good advise as far as it goes.  “Having” is bound to produce different results then “wanting”.  But nothing has been mentioned or said or addressed, about the guy’s emotional issues of worth and esteem that he yearns for the new car to make up for: a material placebo for worth he doesn’t feel.  He can imagine all he desires and so long as he is desiring it, from a perspective of self depletion, self depreciation and, self doubt about his worth, all his creations are going to be mirrors of these lacks.  

Maybe if this had been addressed, there wouldn’t have been and wouldn’t be right now, all the confusion and conflict surrounding the concept of the Law of Attraction or the Law of Circles?    It’s simple. “What goes around comes around.”  However we qualify the electronic substance of life, is how it comes back to us.  “Cast your loaves upon the waters and you’ll get one hundred loaves back.”

Now what other great questions would any one of us like answered? 

I am at your service. 

Only upon learning how to unconditionally love my own Humanity, have I become qualified to call myself a Humanitarian.   

That standard is what has been set in place by those of us who know how to do it, as the foundation of our ‘new paradigm’. 

It’s the engineer in me that calls, “ALL Aboard!”

Hi Mark!

This is for you. I tried the other day when I mentioned it but the image would not upload. The server was having problems.

Here it is. I carved it in 1991. It’s a 5 inch wedge. I made a handful of smaller ones, too. They were 3 inch circular wedges that would rock back and forth, making it look like Mother was rocking her baby.

With your choice of Avatar, I thought you’d enjoy it.

Blessings,

Sue Ann

I just left a comment on MSNBC’s message board about the use of torture.  Here is what I shared:

Honor is not determined by our goals but by the means we use to pursue those goals. 

My Husband came home yesterday telling me he had discovered why our cherry tree wasn’t producing.

“Have the birds been getting to them?”, I asked.

“No”, he said, depositing a bunch of walnuts in my hands. 

I received an email from a friend this morning. Here is a little of what was shared and, my response. As my time is limited, I’ve transformed it into a post, considering what is shared may be of interest to others…

“I’m just recovering from a dog attack ! I went to visit someone with the lady I’m working for and without warning her dog attacked me.. Bit me on the face and tried to shake me. Tore my eye lid and left teeth marks in my jaw and cheek. I had to go and have surgery in hospital to repair my tear duct and sew my bottom eyelid back together.. ouch…. it didn’t hurt much.. Tell you what its been a real test of faith for this law of attraction because i could not see how id managed to attract this to me ? Well source knows better of course and showed me how id created that one for myself. I heard a radio show driving up here in which something similar happened and i started imagining ……silly me..

Well the i got the best eye surgeon in the country and the best hospital food i ever tasted plus an assurance from the hospital porter that the room i was in was reserved for royalty only and i must be special.. I had my surgery under local anesthetic. The dog it turns out has bitten at least six people 3 of them kids. The dog warden is dealing with it and i am ok with it. A test of my new found self..”

And my response…

“Hi there! lol….