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November-December 2015 (Vol. 11, No. 6)

Breaking News: Award-winning Author Sol Luckman's Shamanic Artwork on Two Mainstream Book Covers!

For a fiercely independent Indie creator, it’s a genuine shot in the arm when the mainstream comes to you.

Last year, out of the blue, Destiny Books contacted me for permission to use one of my ink-on-paper paintings on the cover of Itzhak Beery’s professionally published The Gift of Shamanism.

Here’s the original painting, Mesa, Canyon, Rio …

And here it is adapted for the cover of Beery’s bestselling book …

I’d like to think my image has had something to do with the book’s ongoing success. Be that as it may, here’s my review:

Itzhak Beery’s The Gift of Shamanism is a wonderful, and wonderfully gentle, introduction to the magic, mystery and mysticism inherent in real shamanic practice—and I’m not just saying this because I painted the image on the cover. Which I did, by the way. I also painted the image that will be on the sequel, which I look forward to reading as well …

I especially appreciated that this wasn’t a how-to-be-a-shaman book (as if we need another of those) but rather a text composed mostly of a series of delightful vignettes to stimulate the mind and spirit with the extraordinary possibilities presented by the Nagual to the would-be shaman.

A breath of fresh air to a tired (and sometimes tiring) genre, The Gift of Shamanism stands out as an open invitation to explore the vast field of human potential through—as Don Juan would phrase it—nonordinary reality.

Sure enough, as indicated, it wasn’t long before Destiny Books, on the author’s request, asked to use another of my ink paintings, Thunderbird, for the sequel …

This time around, my image was used without modification on the cover of Shamanic Transformations: True Stories of the Moment of Awakening, which was just released:

Speaking of awakening, and my art on book covers, my painting Dreamcatcher …

… appears as the background image for my bestselling spiritual novel, Snooze: A Story of Awakening, which won the 2015 National Indie Excellence® Award in the category of New Age Fiction.

If you like my stuff, please consider supporting my Art Habit: Originals, Prints, Calendars, Journals, Cards, Posters, Stickers, T-shirts, Scarves, Pillows, Duvets, Mugs, Totes, Rights.

Thanks for checking out my work!

Sol Luckman
www.CrowRising.com

FEATURED IN THE NOVEMBER-DECEMBER 2015 ISSUE OF DNA MONTHLY

1. “How Plasma, Ether, Electric Universe Theory & Schumann Resonance Relate to Healing” by Eileen Day McKusick

2. “Ascension, Enlightenment & Unity Consciousness in Snooze: A Story of Awakening” by Sol Luckman

3. “432 DNA Tuning & the 'Nazi-ization' of Music” by Brendan D. Murphy

4. “Regenetics Compared to Other Forms of DNA Activation” by Julie TwoMoon, NMD

5. “What You're Supposed to Think vs. What You Think” by Jon Rappoport

Featured Videos ... Trek for Truth on Lyme & Vaccine Injury & Free Energy, Frequency Healing & Earth Stabilization with the Greater Pyramids at Bosnia

1. How Plasma, Ether, Electric Universe Theory & Schumann Resonance Relate to Healing

Eileen Day McKusick

[Editor’s Note: The bestselling book Tuning the Human Biofield, from which this article is excerpted, is a profoundly insightful and inspiring work as well as a tremendous leap forward for the healing sciences. If I were designing an alternative medicine curriculum, this text would be required reading. In what is arguably the most comprehensive book ever written on tuning fork therapy, Eileen Day McKusick not only shows us the door to healing ourselves and unlocking our potential as energetic beings, but she also takes us by the hand and, brilliantly and eloquently, escorts us into new realms of possibility.]

We are star stuff contemplating the stars. —Carl Sagan

The first turn occurred one night at the family dinner table, when my son Quinn, who was twelve at the time, announced, “Did you know there was a fourth state of matter called plasma?” At the time I had to say that I did not in fact know there was a state of matter called plasma. I was familiar with solids, liquids, and gases, but somehow the fact that there was something called plasma had eluded me.

In that same conversation we had been discussing the vacuum nature of space. I must confess that my limited science education (I had avoided both physics and chemistry in high school and college) had left me with a rather rudimentary understanding of such things, but I had a vague recollection of having read once somewhere that space was not, in fact, a vacuum of empty nothingness like I had been taught, but that it was actually filled with something.

After dinner I did an Internet search of “space is not a vacuum” and was only mildly surprised to discover that space, in fact, appeared to be filled with none other than plasma. That began my journey down the plasma rabbit hole. I spent the next five months researching plasma every spare moment I could, and the information I uncovered caused me to completely reframe my cosmological outlook. I became so enamored of what I was learning that my husband said to me at one point, “You don’t love me—you love plasma!”

Plasma

Before we begin a discussion about plasma, the fourth state of matter, it is important that we understand exactly what plasma is. Usually when I start to talk to people about plasma, I have to say, “It’s not blood plasma, it’s the other plasma,” and then I am usually met with a blank stare. The fact of the matter is that the majority of people have no idea what plasma is, which is a curious fact when one considers that plasma comprises as much as 99.99 percent of our universe.

The reason why most people do not know about plasma is because they are not educated about it in school. Like me, most people are only taught about solids, liquids, and gases. And while education has changed a bit in recent years, most NASA press releases—the way many of us seem to learn about space phenomena—refer to the stuff that is technically plasma as “hot gas” most of the time. It’s a shame, really, that more people don’t know about plasma, because plasma is actually quite a fascinating and even exciting concept.

So, what then is it?

Here are a few definitions:

• Plasma (physical chemistry): a fourth state of matter distinct from solids or liquids or gases and present in stars and fusion reactors. A gas becomes a plasma when it is heated until the atoms lose all their electrons, leaving a highly electrified collection of nuclei and free electrons. (WordNet Search)
• Plasma consists of a gas heated to sufficiently high temperatures such that the atoms ionize. The properties of the gas are controlled by electromagnetic forces among constituent ions and electrons, which results in a different type of behavior. Plasma is often considered the fourth state of matter (besides solids, liquids, and gases). Most of the matter in the universe is in the plasma state. (Solar Physics Glossary)

So, then, plasma is a gas that conducts electrical current. It is different from regular gas in that the electrons have been separated from their nuclei, leaving a “soup” of negative electrons and positive ions. Generally, it is referred to as the fourth state of matter, although many sources point out that it should technically be called the first state of matter, as it is what the other three states arise from (or technically, condense from).

What are some examples of plasma? Well, our sun for one, as well as all the stars in the sky, and all the space between those stars as well. Here on Earth, we see plasma in the form of lightning strikes, northern lights, and daily in the form of fluorescent lightbulbs, neon signs, and plasma TVs. Who knew that plasma was so abundant and ubiquitous?

Another place we see plasma is in the fascinating pictures of nebulas that the Hubble telescope is sending back from space (although, again, these are usually described as “hot gas”). Plasma is also used in business, industry, and health care. Most people have heard of a plasma cutter or an arc welder. These technologies make use of hot plasma. Nonthermal or cold plasma is used as a sterilizing agent in the food industry and also in the medical profession, as it has been discovered that it can sterilize hospital and food production equipment quickly and inexpensively. It can also be used to speed wound healing. Plasma is actually quite a growth industry at the moment, full of promising developments.

Let’s take a look at some of the properties of plasma.

Properties of Plasma

Many researchers who have studied plasma have remarked on its “almost lifelike” qualities. Plasma spontaneously forms filaments, cells, and sheaths. These helical, twisting filaments in space are called Birkeland currents, named after Norwegian researcher Kristian Birkeland. He demonstrated that electric currents flow along filaments shaped by current-induced magnetic fields. As plasma filaments come together by means of long-range attraction, they rotate around one another. This creates a short-range repulsive magnetic force that holds the filaments apart so that they are insulated from one another and thus maintain their identity. They rotate faster and faster as they draw together, forming a helical structure. These twisting helical structures carry electrical currents over vast distances, connecting stars and interstellar space, somewhat like electrical wires.

Plasma forms cells of different voltages, temperatures, density, and chemical properties, and separates these cells by means of what is called a double layer (DL) sheath. This double layer consists of a positively charged layer separated from a negative layer by a small, electrically charged space. This sheath provides the cell with protection against its environment. For example, the sun’s heliosphere is bounded by a DL. When a foreign object is inserted into plasma, the plasma will immediately form a sheath around it. It is this tendency to ­isolate any ­intruders that may have led American chemist and physicist Irving Langmuir, who coined the name plasma in 1927, to name it as such after blood plasma, which has the same tendency. This quality makes plasma difficult to measure because it will isolate any recording devices.

Plasma is recognized as having three modes of operation:

1. Dark current mode, or low current. This mode does not usually emit light. Ionospheres (plasma sheaths) of planets and interstellar space are examples.
2. Normal glow mode, a stronger electric current. In this mode the entire plasma glows. Neon signs, auroras, comet tails, and the sun’s corona are examples.
3. Arc mode, a very strong current. This mode forms very bright twisting filaments. Electric welders, lightning, sparks, and the sun’s photosphere are all examples. In general, the stronger the current, the brighter the plasma.

Plasma research has been conducted over the last century by a variety of researchers, and more recently important work has been done on plasma by American physicist Anthony Peratt, who created some interesting computer simulations that show how electrical Birkeland currents can give rise to galaxies. He, along with author-
scientists Wallace Thornhill and Donald Scott, are key players in plasma research today. In fact, these scientists are proponents of a whole new way of looking at the cosmos, called the Electric Universe theory, which states that electricity, not gravity, is the key defining force in the universe.

The Electric Universe Theory

From the smallest particle to the largest galactic formation, a web of electrical circuitry connects and unifies all of nature, organizing galaxies, energizing stars, giving birth to planets and, on our own world, controlling weather and animating biological organisms. There are no isolated islands in an electric universe. —David Talbott and Wal Thornhill, 
Thunderbolts of the Gods

The most profound concept I have ever come across in any of the research I have done in my entire life is the emerging cosmological theory called the Electric Universe (EU) theory, which is an outgrowth of plasma cosmology. Put simply, EU says that electricity, not gravity, is the dominant force in space. Up until this point, astrophysicists insisted that charge separation cannot happen in space, and they therefore dismissed the electric force as an impossibility. However, information sent to us by space probes and the Hubble and other telescopes has demonstrated the truth of this charge separation. It would now seem there can no longer be any denial of electricity as a force—as perhaps the defining force—in space.

EU is a radical departure from our current cosmological model. In EU, there is no need for black holes, dark energy, dark matter, or other strange things we cannot see. What many people do not realize about these phenomena is that they are all mathematical constructs, not observed realities. These imagined entities have been conjured up to explain how the insufficient gravity in galaxies can account for them hanging together. But according to EU, all observable phenomena in space can be easily described and predicted because plasma is scalable—meaning the plasma created in a lab behaves in much the same way as the plasma we see in space.

Gravity has been perceived as the dominant force in the universe for over 300 years; the entire scientific revolution was built on this cosmology. It should come as no surprise that the academic world is not taking too kindly to these revelations about EU, and that the theory is shunned in many academic circles. Despite academia’s skepticism, it has been said that EU is a revelation on par with the work of Copernicus and Galileo or the quantum physicists at the early part of the last century. Just as Bohm, Bohr, Einstein, and others created a revolution in thinking by redefining our perception of the micro—the quantum world—Peratt, Thornhill, and Scott are creating a revolution in thinking by redefining our perception of the macro, the universe. It is paradigm shattering in a very powerful way because it is a retelling of our cosmological story.

The cosmological story is the most important story in a culture. It forms the backdrop that every other story is written against. All human dramas play out on a stage, with the cosmos as the overarching, defining pattern. Our current cosmology goes something like this: 13.7 billion Earth years ago, there was a point that was “infinitely hot and infinitely dense,” which exploded and has been expanding ever since, which it will keep doing until, according to the second law of thermodynamics, it will all spread out, dissipate, and end. Galaxies are held together by gravity, black holes in the middle that “devour” light, and mysterious dark energy pushing them together from the outside. Everything else is mysterious dark matter.

In this dark and mysterious universe, life is random, chaotic, and pointless. Everything is machinelike and separate from everything else. You and I really can’t understand any of it because our cosmologists define most of what is going on in space—in terms of how old it is and how fast it is expanding—with complex mathematical formulas. Many reports from NASA speak of scientists being puzzled or confused about the phenomena they are witnessing in space. It’s a hostile, dangerous, and confusing territory.

But that isn’t how EU sees it at all. In EU everything hangs together; everything makes sense. The Electric Universe theory both explains and consistently predicts space phenomenon based on the predictable behavior of electromagnetic plasma. One of the things I say in my lectures is that the best self-help book I ever read isn’t even a self-help book: it’s The Electric Sky, by Donald Scott, which clearly and concisely lays out EU theory in such a way that anyone can understand it. Here was what I had been looking for all along without even realizing it—a cosmology of connectivity, of light, instead of separation and darkness. I suddenly saw, and felt, how I was connected to the rest of the universe, and this revelation of connection was nothing short of a love affair. My husband was right—I had fallen in love with plasma.

Our sun, instead of being an isolated thermonuclear furnace of hydrogen gas fusing into helium gas (a self-sufficient individual, burning itself out), is an electric dynamo, powered by galactic Birkeland currents and connected through this web of electricity to every other electrically powered star in the universe. This explains why stars and galaxies form in strings, along these massive intergalactic power wires, not so very different from Christmas lights on a string. It is the large-scale filamentary structure predicted in the 1960s by Hannes Alfvén, Swedish electrical engineer, plasma physicist, and recipient of the 1970 Nobel Prize in physics, which was verified by galactic observation since the ’80s. It is also an image that is often shown next to artists’ renditions of the neural web of circuitry of our brains.

The solar wind, which really isn’t a wind at all but an electrical current, delivers a flow of electrical energy to Earth, which is also an electrically charged body. Earth has a plasma DL sheath that serves as a buffer for this flow of electromagnetic energy; this is called the magnetosphere. When the electric discharge from the sun is high, we see the auroras form at the poles. The electricity discharges its buildup in lightning strikes and also travels across and under the surface of the Earth and the oceans in telluric currents. These natural earth-bound electrical currents have been mapped, and these maps are owned and used by oil and gas companies, allegedly to find deposits. Apparently they were also used to power the early telegraph system in the United States.

When I first learned about telluric currents, I couldn’t help but wonder if they were the same thing as dragon lines, the filamentary Earth currents of chi described in Chinese Feng Shui, or the ley lines of Neolithic Europe—which, as I understand are “tamed” dragon lines, straightened and utilized by our ancestors in much the same way we may straighten a river and turn it into a canal—same phenomenon, ­different name. I started to wonder if diffuse plasma and chi were the same thing, and if the human energy field was just a sort of a plasma bubble with a double layer sheath at the outer boundary.

Bioplasma

Following this line of inquiry, I was able to come across other information that likened the human energy field to plasma, calling it bioplasma, or the fifth state of matter. The following paragraph appears in numerous sites on the Internet (but I was unable to find any references to the original work of Inyushin):

Since the 1950s, Dr. Victor Inyushin at Kazakh University in Russia has also done extensive research in HEF (Human Energy Field). He suggests the existence of a bioplasmic energy field composed of ions, free protons, and free electrons. He suggests that the bioplasmic energy field is a fifth state of matter. (The four states are solids, liquids, gases, and plasma.) Inyushin’s work shows that the bioplasmic particles are constantly renewed by chemical processes in the cells and are in constant motion. There is a balance of positive and negative particles within the bioplasma that is relatively stable. A severe shift in this balance causes a change in the health of the patients or organism.

Barbara Brennan, a former NASA physicist and a world-renowned energy healer, also refers to the human energy field as a bioplasma; she sees physical trauma as “frozen” or stuck energy within this bioplasmic medium. Ampère’s circuital law states that wherever there is an electric current, there is a magnetic field. According to research by Rollin McCraty, et. al.:

Compared to the electromagnetic field produced by the brain, the electoral component of the heart’s field is about 60 times greater in amplitude, and permeates every cell in the body. The magnetic component is approximately 5000 times stronger than the brain’s field and can be detected several feet away from the body with sensitive magnetometers.

The SQUID, or superconducting quantum interference device, is an extremely sensitive magnetometer capable of measuring the biomagnetic field produced by a single heartbeat, muscle twitch, or pattern of neural activity in the brain. This instrument is now being used at universities and medical research centers around the world in order to better understand the role of the biomagnetic fields in the diagnosis and treatment of medical conditions.

Here is what the HeartMath Institute has to say about the electromagnetic field of the heart:

The electrical energy produced by the heart radiates outside the body into space. The heart’s field is not static. It changes, depending on what we are feeling. For example, when we are feeling emotions like anger or frustration, the frequencies in the field become chaotic and disordered. On the other hand when we are experiencing emotions like compassion, care, appreciation or love, the frequencies in the field become more ordered and coherent. In a sense, through the electromagnetic field created by the heart, we are literally broadcasting our emotions like radio waves.

This notion is slightly different from the one generally associated with the human energy field, which shows bodies of different densities and properties, as seen in figure 5.2 (on page 92). The rings are referred to as koshas, or sheaths, again stemming from the Vedic tradition. Both perspectives describe the field as toroidal (doughnut-shaped). The torus (or toroid) is a shape that repeats throughout nature as in the toroidal nature of the plasmaspheres of Earth, the sun, and a photon.

When one considers that the human body carries an electrical charge and also has a north and south pole, the larger toroidal ­representation in figure 5.3 (page 92) seems plausible. Remember that plasma is described as forming twisting filaments, cells, and sheaths. The DL sheaths are formed at the outer boundaries of the plasma field and have a higher electrical charge than the ambient plasma within the boundary defined by the sheath. It would make sense that since the human body also has an electromagnetic charge, it would repeat this ­pattern, since life expresses itself in fractals—in short, “as above so below.”

When plasma in arc mode (like lightning or a plasma welder) travels across distances in space, it forms the twisting Birkeland currents mentioned earlier, which spiral around one another. This vortex or spiraling action expresses itself in life-forms on many different levels; it therefore makes sense that it is also present in the subtle body.

Vedic literature describes the two serpentine channels that begin at the base of the spine and spiral up to the crown of the head, creating chakras, or vortexes of energy, at each crossing point. These images bring to mind two other common images, the caduceus (figure 5.4) and the DNA double helix (figure 5.5).

The caduceus is an esoteric symbol that various texts describe as originating in ancient Egypt. It features two snakes, representing the two etheric channels that comprise kundalini energy running up through the body, connecting the lower physical and the upper spiritual realms of the body. The Ida is the left, female channel, or yin energy, and the Pingala is the right, male channel, or yang energy. The central channel or staff is the shushumna, which runs along the ­spinal column. When the mind is quiet, the shushumna becomes active, uniting the inner self with the cosmos. The wings of the caduceus represent the air element associated with the upper, spiritual self, the exploration of which comes with the balance of the channels, and the staff itself is made of metal, which represents the element of earth.

Other sources describe the caduceus as arising from later Greek mythology and associated with the god Hermes (or Mercury, as rendered by the Romans). In this form the caduceus has been recognized as a symbol of the marketplace. Thus it would seem that the Greeks and Romans took an esoteric image that originally expressed the primal aspects of the masculine and feminine energies as related to the upper spiritual energies and applied it to commerce, as opposed to one’s inner elemental experience. The idea of the marketplace taking the place of the cosmos and our own inner riches is true particularly in our modern world. Perhaps ironically, this esoteric symbol has been adopted by our mainstream Western medical system and appears as a logo for many health care practitioners and companies, including the American Medical Association.

Figure 5.5 (page 93) is a depiction of the helical structure of DNA. From the micro to the macro, we see the movement of energy forming into these complementary, helical structures of negative and positive, feminine and masculine, yin and yang. So it would appear that the flowing electrical plasma in space is very closely related to the flow of energies within our own body.

We have been conditioned to think of ourselves as chemical and mechanical beings, but we are also extremely electrical. Most people think of the nervous system when they think of electricity in the body, but it has been determined that collagen, the connective tissue that is present everywhere in our bodies, is also a conductor, that our blood carries a charge, that our bones conduct electricity, that our heart is an electrically driven oscillator, and that our brain waves are electrical frequencies.

The Schumann Resonance

Curiously, human brain waves can function in the same wavelength as a frequency that is generated in the cavity between Earth and its ionosphere by all the lightning strikes going on all over the world in any given moment, which averages approximately two hundred storms producing fifty strikes per second. This frequency, a 7.83-Hz standing wave and its higher harmonics, which are present as a continual electromagnetic pulse in our environment, is called the Schumann resonance. It is sometimes referred to as the “Earth’s heartbeat.” This ambient frequency is received by our pineal gland, which is composed of about 30 percent magnetite, a type of iron oxide with natural magnetic properties, and appears to be important for governing a variety of functions, including melatonin production and the regulation of the endocrine (hormonal) system. When astronauts first started going up into space outside of Earth’s atmosphere, they reported getting “space sickness” from pineal malfunctioning, which seemed to be a consequence of not being exposed to this continual background governing frequency. When Schumann resonance generators were placed aboard spacecraft, this issue became mitigated.

Interestingly 7.83 Hz is also a brainwave frequency associated with meditative and creative states and is often recorded in shamans and healers. Brainwave states are generally divided up into four categories: delta (0–4 Hz), associated with deep sleep, renewal, and healing; theta (4–7 Hz), associated with insight, intuition, and awareness; alpha (7–13 Hz) associated with calm, relaxed alertness; and beta (13–40 Hz), associated with nervousness, irritability, anger, and the like. The brainwave activity of most modern humans is in the beta range. It would appear that when our brainwaves are in sync with the Schumann resonance (in the alpha state) we are in an optimum frame of mind.

We tend to think of lightning as a cloud-to-ground phenomenon, however, it has been discovered that it is actually an ionosphere-to-ground phenomenon. Various electrical phenomenon, called elves, jets, and sprites, have been observed and photographed between the tops of clouds and the upper atmosphere while lightning strikes are happening below cloud level. Since the ionosphere is in constant electrical contact with the sun through the solar wind, and the sun is in constant electrical contact with the rest of space through the connective Birkeland currents, we are, through the electrical activity in our own brains and bodies, literally resonating with the rest of the electrical universe, especially when we are tuned into the 7- to 8-Hz wavelength. This is also the frequency that has been measured coming out of the hands of chi gong healers when doing healing sessions—meaning they are truly channeling universal electromagnetic energy.

Creating a New Cosmology

We are electromagnetic beings, bathed in an electromagnetically connected reality—all really is One in this very simple way—but we have been disconnected from this awareness and trapped in a paradigm that only teaches us about solids, liquids, and gases. In this old model we live in Newton’s gravity-driven, billiard-ball universe, spinning meaninglessly through a cold and disconnected vacuum of space. Despite the comment by 1918 Nobel Prize–winner Max Planck, that “we have now discovered that there is no such thing as matter, it is all just different rates of vibration designed by an unseen intelligence,” we still live as though we are in the world of the discrete, disconnected particle, the self-sufficient individual, in which mind and body, man and nature are separate.

I propose that the reason why the current reigning paradigm hasn’t really shifted out of this illusion of separation is because we have only part of the story—the micro part. Quantum theory tells us that everything is connected at the scale of the very small. But Electric Universe theory describes a vibrating, connected macro, and in doing so it changes the cosmological story of the last 300 years. When our cosmology changes, everything else changes, because everything refers back to cosmology.

People yearn for a sense of connection. This sense of connection, of an underlying current of interrelationship is essentially what we know as spirituality, Oneness. The cosmology of the scientific revolution has been one of separation, of spiritlessness. EU shows us how we are all connected via plasma.

But there is yet another, deeper connecting layer: aether.

Aether

According to the general theory of relativity space is endowed with physical qualities; in this sense, therefore, there exists an aether. According to the general theory of relativity, space without aether is unthinkable. —Albert Einstein

Let’s look at the dictionary definition of the word aether:

1. Any of a class of organic compounds in which two hydrocarbon groups are linked by an oxygen atom
2. A volatile, highly flammable liquid, C2H5OC2H5, derived from the distillation of ethyl alcohol with sulfuric acid and used as a reagent and solvent. It was formerly used as an anesthetic. Also called diethyl ether, ethyl ether
3. The regions of space beyond Earth’s atmosphere; the heavens
4. The element believed in ancient and medieval civilizations to fill all space above the sphere of the moon and to compose the stars and planets
5. Physics: An all-pervading, infinitely elastic, massless medium formerly postulated as the medium of propagation of electromagnetic waves

So, we are not talking about definitions 1 and 2, but rather what is alluded to in definitions 3 through 5. Note that in definition 5, this all-pervading, infinitely elastic, massless medium was formerly postulated as being the medium of propagation of electromagnetic waves. So, from this we may deduce that aether is an all-pervasive medium that is everywhere in the universe all at once.

Aether was once understood as being the medium through which starlight propagated, but this meaning was removed from science in the early 1900s and replaced with the vacuum theory, allegedly in support of Einstein’s theory of relativity. The textbook explanation for why the concept of aether was removed from science refers to an experiment conducted in the late 1800s called the Michaelson-Morley experiment, whose null outcome allegedly demonstrated that aether, as it had previously been conceived, did not really exist. The story about the people and the experiments concerning this subject is a fascinating one, but I won’t go into it in detail here. Suffice to say that the general supposition, when it comes to Einstein and aether, was that he at first believed it did not exist, but by 1922 had come to the opposite conclusion that there had to be an aetheric medium in space.

Despite the fact that Einstein recanted his earlier assertion that aether did not exist, by then the concept had fallen out of fashion, and it has remained in disfavor up through our present time. But the need of late to have some kind of explanation for this subtle, all-pervasive energetic field has reasserted itself, and so over the last century this medium has been reintroduced with a variety of new names: the zero-point field, the source field, the quantum potential, the field, even the Higgs field, whose definition, “an invisible energy field that exists throughout the universe,” sounds an awful lot like the definition of aether.

The Self-aware Universe

Now, if you think back to my earlier description of subtle energy in the first chapter, you will see that it appears that when we talk about aether, we are talking about the same thing. But wasn’t I just wondering a few pages back whether plasma and chi are the same thing? Now am I suggesting that aether and chi are the same thing? Good question—I’ll do my best to explain it as I have come to understand it.

Because of the structure of our language, we tend to think of stuff in our environment as “things,” but if you think back to what Max Planck said about everything being vibrations of different frequencies, “things” are really more like processes. Notably, the Hopi and other languages contain no nouns, but rather refer to everything as if it were a process that is happening instead of a thing that is.

Matter and energy in our environment are constantly transforming. Frequency states shift along a continuum, a spectrum in which there are no real divisions. Sunlight gets absorbed by trees and they become bigger trees; water evaporates and becomes water vapor; stars explode and become star dust. There are different key thresholds where one state of matter becomes another—for example, the liquid of water becoming the solid of ice—but ultimately there is simply a single spectrum of electromagnetic frequencies that vary, from the very high and fast to the very low and slow.

In the continuum of all of matter, we have aether, the highest and finest and most basic state of matter, which spins itself through torsion spirals into concentrations called plasma. This in turn condenses into gases, liquids, and solids, ultimately forming the stuff we see around us. It would appear that subtle energy exists in a great number of degrees of density or texture, ranging from very subtle to more coarse or tangible. From what I can tell, everything from the finest aether to a diffuse plasma can be called subtle energy. And all of it is potentially consciousness. Here is why: To hang together as a cohesive unit, which it is, the universe must have some degree of self-awareness—it must be conscious of itself, and it must be instantaneously conscious, with no lag time in the signaling, meaning the information transfer in this medium must be faster than the speed of light. And this medium, the aetheric medium that exists everywhere throughout the universe, serves as the medium through which the universe is self-aware.

This concept of the self-aware universe can also be seen in the concept we call gravity—all of the universe must have instantaneous awareness of itself everywhere at once, or else how could it remain in relationship with the degree of order that it has?

I was thinking one morning about how universal self-awareness is a property of aether, which is present everywhere all at once, and had read that gravity was also described as having these same traits, and I suddenly wondered how gravity and aether were related. I did an Internet search of “gravity is a property of aether” and found that there are people who espouse the theory that rather than being a force that pulls us down, gravity is in fact a force that pushes us down: it is the force of the all-pervasive yet subtle aetheric field that is pushing from all around into the center of the Earth.

This made me think about neutrinos and how they are described as massless high-frequency particles that very weakly interact with matter, and how they are pushing in on the surface of Earth from all directions. Could what science calls neutrinos be the same thing as aether, I wondered? So I searched that, too. And I found that Wal Thornhill, one of the leading thinkers in the Electric Universe theory, says exactly that.

Now remember, I am not saying that any of this is definitely so. I’m not an expert; I’m a student, a person asking questions. I’m simply sharing with you some of the answers I have come up with and showing you how they could fit together. I absolutely encourage you to do your own investigation and form your own opinions about the material I am presenting here.

Okay, let’s keep looking at the properties ascribed to aether, because this is important. Remember that there are many different names for this particular phenomenon, but since aether was the original name, it is the one I choose to use.

Aether is described as operating holographically, meaning the whole is present in every part. It is aether’s holographic nature that allows for instantaneous communication without regard for time or distance—meaning that aether is the medium of consciousness, the carrier wave of it, so to speak. As the nonlocal interconnective medium that unifies us all in real time, aether is the missing link in so-called paranormal phenomena such as remote viewing, distance healing, synchronicities (i.e., meaningful coincidences), and telepathy.

According to physicist Paul LaViolette, author of Secrets of Anti-gravity Propulsion, the hidden “aether physics” explains how UFOs are able to navigate in the rapid zig-zag and up-and-down fashion that has routinely been witnessed. LaViolette, who has done extensive research into these subjects, asserts that the awareness of aether has been intentionally suppressed for a number of reasons, national security being one of these.

The scientist Nikola Tesla (1856–1943), who invented AC power and many other things besides, figured out a way to harness and transmit the energy of the aether. We do not learn about Tesla and all his amazing contributions to science in our educational system. It is not “conspiracy theory” to take note of this, but rather an awareness of simple economics: Tesla wanted to transmit free energy for everyone, and his financier, seeing the implications of this, pulled the plug on his advanced technologies. He was then subsequently written out of our official history, while aether was written out of official science.

Aether is also described as moving in torsions or spirals, and as such it is called the torsion field, or torsion waves. We see how nature repeatedly coalesces in these spiral patterns; from galaxies to snail shells to weather patterns, the proportions of the Phi spiral repeat on every level of creation. The Phi spiral and corresponding Golden Mean rectangle (1:1.618) are proportions that repeat themselves fractally throughout nature (see figure 5.6, the golden ratio).

The spiral is not the only pattern characteristic of aether. The five Platonic solids (see figure 5.7) are also part of the underlying geometry of creation that arises in aether. These solids were first described by Plato as being the only forms that fit perfectly within a sphere, ­connected by identically shaped surfaces, edge lengths, and angles—an identical view in all directions. The Greeks taught that these five solids were the core patterns of physical creation. Four of the solids were seen as the archetypal patterns behind the four elements—earth, air, fire, and water, what we know as the four states of matter. The fifth was held to be the pattern behind the life force itself—the Greeks’ aether. This fifth solid, the dodecahedron, was in fact kept a closely guarded secret in the Greek school of Pythagoras, and even Plato spoke little of it. They feared that this pattern could cause tremendous destruction if misused. (Looking at that shape makes me think of the Pentagon!)

These patterns, like the spiral, also appear throughout nature, especially at the atomic level in chemistry. And the shape that is not shown, the sphere within which all of these forms can nest, is yet another one of the fundamental forms of aether. When one combines a sphere with a spiral, one gets the torus, another fundamental pattern within aether.

In the esoteric tradition it is said that the human body has an aetheric template, a subtle-energy matrix in vortex/torus form that channels and stabilizes the aetheric energies, making them more dense and charged, and eventually responsible for creating the physical body. The aetheric template comes first, followed by the body. It is the human mind that creates the shape or structure of the torus for the length of a lifetime. When the mind withdraws at death, the toroidal construct, the underlying pattern that is giving rise to order, ceases to exist, and the physical body falls apart.

Although the torus shape of the aura has a boundary—the double-layer sheath of plasma cosmology—it sits in the universal aetheric field, which is unlimited, or infinite. This is also the reason why we are all connected, at all times, with everything else in the universe. So if we insert aether and plasma into our cosmological framework, we suddenly have a dimension beyond the material world that we are accustomed to.

The presence of aether, with its holographic, everywhere-at-onceness, is a simple and plausible explanation for things like telepathy, distance healing, distance viewing, and all the other paranormal practices that are dismissed as impossible by the aetherless conventional paradigm (no need to call it what Einstein termed “spooky action at a distance”). Our consciousness, being ultimately nonlocal and part of this holographic soup, is free to wander at will, to connect instantaneously to other minds, even at great distances. Especially for people whose brainwaves are in the Schumann range, synchronistic events become the norm, as these persons allow themselves to be guided by Thoreau’s subtle magnetism.

With regard to healing, in aetheric or spiritually based healing practices, one can directly alter this aetheric body and create physical changes in the physical body. That is because if one can manipulate the aether and the plasma, one can manipulate the physical. The so-called biofield therapies work precisely on this premise, as we shall soon discover.

Excerpted from Tuning the Human Biofield by Eileen Day McKusick © 2014 Healing Arts Press. Printed with permission from the publisher, Inner Traditions International. For more information visit www.InnerTraditions.com.

Eileen Day McKusick has researched the effects of audible sound on the human body and its biofield since 1996. She has a master’s degree in integrative education and is currently pursuing a PhD in integral health. She teaches privately and at Johnson State College. She maintains a sound therapy practice in Stowe, Vermont. Visit her website at www.eileenmckusick.com.

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2. Ascension, Enlightenment & Unity Consciousness in Snooze: A Story of Awakening

Sol Luckman

When I began writing my award-winning metaphysical novel, Snooze: A Story of Awakening, at the start of 2013, little did I know this paranormal, coming-of-age tale about a boy learning to harness the power of lucid dreams would include important themes having to do with Dewey Larson’s Reciprocal System of physical theory, Elisabeth Kübler-Ross’s Five Stages of Grief, Joseph Campbell’s Hero’s Journey, and Lloyd Pye’s revolutionary theories on mysterious hominids like Bigfoot.

It also hadn’t occurred to me I would ultimately be writing a novel about ascension, enlightenment and unity consciousness—hot topics in the spiritual traditions so many of us die-hard modern-day mystics are drawn to: shamanism, Hermeticism, Tibetan Buddhism, esoteric Christianity, Gnosticism.

I was encouraged  by Snooze’s early rave reviews to begin submitting the book to contests. In 2014, soon after the novel’s publication, Snooze received an honorable mention in the Beach Book Festival Prize Competition. I was especially pleased with this result because Snooze placed in the general fiction category and I was eager to demonstrate that this book merits a wide audience.

Snooze’s breakthrough came a year later when it won the 2015 National Indie Excellence® Award in the category of new age fiction.

Awarded since 2007, the NIEA competition is judged by experts from all aspects of the Indie book industry. This includes publishers, authors, editors, book cover designers and copywriters. Winners are determined based on “overall excellence of presentation in addition to the writing.”

In Snooze, the mind-bending tale of one gifted boy’s awakening, we follow Max Diver, aka “Snooze,” along the razor’s edge of a quest to rescue his astronaut father from a fate stranger than death in the exotic, perilous Otherworld of sleep.

The two chapters excerpted below detail Max’s spiritual initiation. This section takes place on the heels of a series of truly otherworldly adventures in the Otherworld, with Max’s twin, Maxwallah, and the latter’s mother, Artemisia, acting as mentors.

In the second half of this excerpt, Max’s telepathic Bigfoot guide, Zana, appears. Portrayed sympathetically as an intelligent yet animalistic humanoid displaying wisdom and a sense of humor, she and her fellow Almasty—to use the Russian term for Sasquatch—play a decisive role in Max’s navigating the slippery reality of the Otherworld.

Jorks are flying dinosaurs similar to pterosaurs; jubes are giant edible glow-worms. Both were sacred to the Heywah people, from whom Maxwallah and his mother are descended.

Max’s power or totem animal is Dolphin and he himself is considered the second coming of the divine being known as Leaping Dolphin.

Check out a lengthy excerpt and request your complimentary review copy of Snooze here.

Sweet dreams!

Max’s initiation began late that afternoon in the adobe office with only Maxwallah, dressed once again in his raven poncho and buckskins, in attendance. “Are you absolutely sure you want to go through with this, Maxwell?”

“Positive.”

The twins stood facing each other over the examination table in the middle of the room. “Okay,” said Maxwallah. “Get undressed.”

“Pardon me?”

“Initiation constitutes a rebirth. It is important to begin this experience in one’s birthday suit.”

“Right. Got you.” Max sat down in a nearby chair to remove his boots. He noticed his hands were shaking slightly and wondered if it showed.

“There is no reason to be nervous, Maxwell.” “Were you nervous?”

“Naturally.”

“Just tell me one thing. Does it hurt?”

“Only a little bit at the start.”

When Max had completely undressed, sand dollar necklace and all, and his belongings were neatly stashed in one of the room’s cabinets, Maxwallah instructed him to lie on his back on the examination table. “Are you comfortable?” he asked, covering his twin with a wool blanket.

“I wouldn’t say comfortable. But I’m okay.”

“Good. I will fetch Artemisia.” Maxwallah knocked on the double doors from inside. Immediately, they opened and in strode Artemisia with her hair down over her shoulders.

She was wearing an elaborately beaded buckskin dress and carrying a smoking knot of sage with which she smudged first herself, then her son, then Max three times from head to toe.

“Great Spirit, we willingly offer ourselves to serve you in the Way of All Things,” she said while smudging. “We ask that you watch over this initiation and hold young Maxwell in the palm of your hand, now and always.”

“So be it,” said Maxwallah.

“So be it,” echoed Artemisia.

“So be it?” repeated Max when it became clear he was expected to contribute.

Artemisia extinguished the sage with a quick, fearless pinch and smiled. “Excellent. Maxwell, did you remember to bring the pouch containing jube and jork eggshell like I asked?”

“Yeah. It’s in one of the front pockets of my jeans.”

“He means his pants,” whispered Maxwallah when Artemisia looked confused.

“Right. Would you please get it out for us, Maxwallah?”

Artemisia took a marble tray from the cabinet and set it on her desk. Then she produced a stone mortar and pestle and placed them on the tray, tapping the tray twice, and poured some water from a pitcher into the pestle before adding the contents of Max’s pouch.

She ground the ingredients together with the pestle as the tray—like a flameless Bunsen burner—heated up the mixture until a curious, not altogether pleasant scent like chocolate eucalyptus filled the air.

Separating out half the concoction into a wooden bowl to cool, she added more water and something like powdered clay to the mortar and instructed Maxwallah to continue mixing. Meanwhile, she approached Max with the bowl and a wooden spoon. “Please sit up.”

“Are you really going to make me eat that?” asked Max, sitting up and staring at the indigo paste made of glowworm and the shell from a dinosaur egg.

“I am not here to make you do anything.”

“I take it this stuff is a pretty potent hallucinogen?”

“Toh-pey is whatever the initiate requires it to be. The Heywah referred to it as Great Spirit’s Tears.” “Why?”

“It was said that when Great Spirit first beheld the world he had brought into being by way of his sons, Black Thunderbird and Star Mirror, tears of joy rained from his eyes. These tears were drunk by jorks, whose bodies were eventually broken down and changed into light by jubes.”

Sell Art Online“Nice story.”

“I think so, too. Toh-pey, in the final analysis, is merely a guide to new levels of self-awareness. Do you wish to drink of Great Spirit’s Tears, Maxwell?”

“I do.”

“Then eat.”

Max accepted the spoon and ate. Surprisingly, the taste—distantly related to black truffles—was quite appetizing. Before long the bowl was empty. Instantly, he felt the stirrings of butterflies in his stomach. “How long until this takes effect?” he asked.

“That varies,” replied Artemisia, placing the spoon in the bowl and the bowl on the desk. “You should feel something immediately, but it could be hours before your perceptions become significantly altered.”

“Is there anything, like, an antidote—just in case things get out of hand?”

“No. That would entirely defeat the purpose.”

“I’m thirsty.”

“This will pass. Consuming liquids is not a good idea at this stage. Try to still your mind, Maxwell, and relax into the experience.”

This Artemisia said while assembling a variety of what struck Max as surgical tools and arranging them on a wooden leaf she pulled out from the examination table: gauze, paperstones in different sizes and shapes, vials of strange liquids both clear and opaque.

“Are you preparing to do what I think you’re preparing to do?”

“What do you think I am preparing to do?”

“Give me a tattoo?”

Maxwallah laughed. “You should see how enormous your eyes are!”

“Is getting a tattoo necessarily part of a Heywah initiation?” asked Max.

“Only for young men,” replied Artemisia. “It was considered inappropriate for young women to permanently alter their skin.”

“Do I have a say in what kind of tattoo I get?”

“Of course. What kind of tattoo would you like?”

“I assume you’re good at this—meaning you’ve at least done it before?”

“I am—and I have,” smiled Artemisia.

“Mother gave me my tattoo during my initiation,” said Maxwallah reassuringly.

“No kidding? I like your tattoo.” “Thank you,” said Artemisia.

Max thought for a moment, biting his lip. “I’ll have its … twin,” he said at last with a forced wink that belied how frightened he was of getting a tattoo—any kind of tattoo.

“I hoped you would say that,” said Artemisia.

“What other choice do I have?”

“None really—when you think about it.”

There were some preparatory steps before Artemisia could begin the actual tattoo. First, pulling his blanket down to his waist, she soaped and shaved Max’s chest. “That tickles!” he exclaimed.

“Please be still,” she ordered. “I do not want to cut you.”

“Not yet anyway,” put in Maxwallah, still mixing the paste in the mortar.

“Ha, ha,” said Max.

“That was a very kind thing you did for Mardah,” commented Artemisia while patting Max’s skin dry with a cloth.

“You know about that?”

“The whole village knows by now,” said Maxwallah. “I was at the harbor with Karul when she showed up practically screaming the news.”

“Well, it wasn’t out of generosity,” said Max. “I couldn’t help myself.” “I do not understand,” said Artemisia.

“Mardah is my best friend’s twin.”

“Really? Does your best friend also suffer from congenital deafness?”

“No. That’s what was so … traumatizing. I had to do something about it.”

With Max’s chest thoroughly dry, Artemisia applied a clear, odorless oil from one of the vials. “What’s that you’re putting on me now?”

“Kimbu tree oil. We will let it sink in for a bit. It will sanitize and anaesthetize the area—and also greatly accelerate the healing process.”

“I could accelerate it with the energy.”

“That will not be necessary. You should conserve your energy. Unless I am mistaken, you will need all your strength tonight for other things.”

“What other things?”

“Who can say? Whatever they are, they will be revealed.”

Max tried to relax while Artemisia prepped her equipment. But he felt restless, a little lightheaded even, possibly owing to the toh-pey, and couldn’t get his mind off the day’s events.

“You mentioned in your note you were getting the Ily-bintu seaworthy,” he said, addressing Maxwallah. “I take it you were referring to a ship?”

“My father’s ship, yes. It has not been out to sea since … he undertook the Great Crossing. But it is still in fine condition. All it needed was a deep cleaning.”

“If you don’t mind my asking, why was it so important to get it seaworthy right now?”

“Because we are going out to sea.”

“When?”

“As soon as you are ready.”

Maxwallah and his mother looked at each other with sober expressions as if communicating silently.

“Tell me what’s going on,” demanded Max.

“I am not sure now is the best time to discuss this matter,” said Artemisia.

“Maybe not. I still want to know what’s going on.”

“Sailors have reported that the wildfire has grown and moved closer to Blue Lake,” said Maxwallah.

“How much closer?”

“A lot.”

“Meaning my father’s in even greater danger?” Maxwallah nodded.

“Is that why you were in such a rush to prepare the Ily-bintu?”

“It is like this,” said Artemisia. “If we leave before dawn and the wind is with us, we can be at the mouth of the Loud River by early evening.”

“That is the closest we can get you to Blue Lake,” added Maxwallah.

“This doesn’t change the fact I’m still going to have to fly the last leg, does it?”

“No,” said Artemisia. “But at least the last leg is a short one.”

“How short?”

“Less than three miles as the Leaping Dolphin flies,” she grinned.

It occurred to Max that his own fate wasn’t his own anymore. His fate had been braided together with these friends from a mysterious land like the sage Artemisia had used to smudge the three of them.

Psychologically, they each had a different reason for desiring to see the man trapped in a cave above Blue Lake saved. Artemisia still wept for her husband who was lost at sea. Maxwallah had been deprived of a role model in his Renaissance man of a father. And Max, for his part, was simply ready to have his father back.

“Well,” he sighed, closing his eyes in surrender to his destiny. “We’d better get this tattoo show on the road.”

“That wasn’t too painful,” was Max’s relieved thought on closing the door to the little bathroom and relieving himself—at which point he activated the mirror over the sink and stared with astonishment at his reflection.

The tattoo over his heart—a perfect replica of Jonah’s fresco of Leaping Dolphin holding the moon between his teeth—was the least remarkable thing about the image that greeted him.

Possibly, the toh-pey in his system made the moment more surreal than it actually was. Be that as it may, having just been plastered from head to toe with paint made from jork and jube powder, he found himself gazing into the eyes of the blue Max from his dreams!

“Whoa,” he watched himself say as if in slow motion.

The only thing different was his tattoo, which thanks to the kimbu oil, was already healing around the edges. Otherwise, Max was the blue Max: down to his bindi and the loincloth he had been given to wear.

“Is everything okay, Maxwell?”

His twin’s disembodied voice, nearly indistinguishable from his own, reverberating through the door, startled him. “Yeah. Everything’s fine.”

“When you are ready, we will leave for the zoaz forest.”

“I’ll be right there.” Then, in a whisper to himself: “You can do this, Max.”

Artemisia and Maxwallah were waiting for him by the double doors. “You look magnificent!” she exclaimed.

“Thanks. I wish I felt magnificent.”

“How do you feel?” asked Maxwallah.

“A little nauseated.”

“No longer thirsty?” wondered Artemisia. “Not anymore.”

“Good,” she said. “If you need to purge, do not be concerned—but do not force it.”

“How long am I going to feel like puking?”

“As long as it takes. But probably not long. Walking will help.”

Outside, despite his thick layer of paint, the crepuscular air was nippy enough to raise goose bumps on Max’s exposed skin. But he had very little time to focus on his discomfort. He was immediately distracted by the most outlandish sight he had yet seen in the cosmic sector—and that was saying something.

Standing perfectly still like a shaggy tree trunk in the twilight, a beatific look on her face, Zana was clutching a purring Fey-leh to her bosom.

“Zana and Fey-leh have always been practically inseparable,” commented Maxwallah with a hint of jealousy on remarking Max’s agape expression.

Seeing Max, Fey-leh made it known she wanted to be set down. Zana obliged. The hefty bobcat sprang forward and gently butted her tufted ears against Max’s bare shins.

“Nice to see you, too, Fey-leh,” he said, scratching her furry head. Then, approaching Zana, who actually smiled at him: “And really nice to see you. I’m glad you could be here.”

“Zana would not miss it,” he heard her say in his mind.

“Enough pleasantries,” said Artemisia. “Let us walk.”

They followed the path up into the hills toward the zoaz forest. Fey-leh trotted along for a good ways beside Max—until she seemed to tire and Zana scooped her up without missing a beat.

It was some time before Max realized he wasn’t even wearing shoes. Strangely, he was no longer the least bit chilly, not even with night setting in. As for the soles of his feet, the cobbled path was smoother than it looked.

As they crested the third of five hills, a full moon rose above the shadowy tops of the zoaz trees. By Max’s calculation, barely a week had passed since the full moon that illuminated his perilous river crossing with Zana—a realization that invited amazement (yet again) at how much had happened in so short a while.

If anything, this full moon seemed bigger and brighter than the one in the jungle—more like a miniature sun bathing the world with silver light. It occurred to Max, not egoically but matter-of-factly, that this particular moon was shining for him.

With this thought, he remarked a heightened awareness of the countryside: the cicadas keening away in the tall bushes flanking the path, the rustle of nocturnal creatures in the underbrush, the brief exhalations of wind in the grasses.

Walking virtually naked through the autumn night had all the qualities of a lucid dream, he mused as they crested the final hill and entered the forest proper, where spears of moonlight stabbed down through the swaying foliage in blinding shafts.

Here the path continued and—except for the occasional root or twig—was as soft as a shag carpet covered with layers of yellowing leaves, the size and shape of which reminded Max of elephant ears.

Somewhere off in the woods murmured a creek. Max could hear it plainly, though he never managed to see it. But every now and then, the innumerable limbs overhead suddenly opened up and the moon glowed like a curious eyeball in the seam.

Before long they came to a clearing with a casita in the middle similar to Artemisia’s office. Without any trees obstructing the moonlight, everything was so bright it might have been merely a cloudy day. “That was my father’s studio,” whispered Maxwallah, nodding in the direction of the casita. “He claimed he painted better near the trees.”

Max recalled Jonah’s portrait of Artemisia with a zoaz in the background, then finding her misty-eyed on the bench gazing at the forest. Clearly, this place had meant a lot to the Ily-bintu family.

The strobing twilight returned as the group reentered the woods on the far side of the clearing. Either there was something magical about this zoaz cathedral, or Max was really starting to feel the toh-pey, because he half expected to encounter fairies in the moonshine.

The image of fairies reminded him of the Bradelring, then Tuesday by association, and eventually Mardah. From there it was only a hop, skip and a jump to an appreciation of the circularity of existence—how his past and present, like a snake biting its tail in the eternal Now, formed an electrical circuit to empower his evolution.

The self-devouring serpent brought to mind Professor Icarus’s Halloween lecture, delivered seemingly years ago. “The Hero’s Journey is ultimately not about strength of arms or courage under fire,” he had emphasized. “It is, far more simply, about creating a circle, not only in space and time, but in consciousness as well.

“This is the Great Circle,” he had continued, “the continuity of existence, the Ouroboros that swallows its own tail as it enacts the underlying unity of creation. Upon completing his or her journey, having faced his or her demons, the true hero sees separation for the illusion it is, and embraces the reality of a unified self inhabiting a unified cosmos.”

As they walked and walked between the great trees in the iridescent moonlight, Max thought and thought about the implications of Professor Icarus’s words. He was describing—it seemed patently obvious now—enlightenment.

Light wasn’t merely conscious, as some theories maintained, Max realized. Light was consciousness. To become “enlightened” was as simple—and as challenging—as filling up with light.

Sell Art OnlineDespite the night’s chill, he was sweating from so much walking. A bead of perspiration rolled down his forehead and splashed on his tongue. The salty taste made him think of Great Spirit’s Tears. Perhaps there had been a mistranslation and Great Spirit had actually sweated on the world.

Max’s laughter echoed through the forest, whose towering trees, like colossal antennae, seemed to amplify the sound. Convulsing with mirth, bending over and clutching his knees, he was happy to note that his nausea had passed.

He was generally happy, in fact, happier than he had ever been—and for no good reason. He should have been miserable in nothing but a loincloth in a strange forest in the dead of night. But instead, he felt like dancing.

So he did. The faces of his companions spun and spun around him, blurring together with the trunks of the trees, as he whirled like a Sufi, giggling hysterically and sweating profusely.

The feeling was less like chemical intoxication than being drunk on life. Spinning round and round, he experienced absolute bliss— unadulterated and unconfined—in which he transcended his own personality and became one with everything he perceived.

The air was his mind. The trees were the hairs on his head. His companions were the fingers of his hand. The ground was his feet.

He could never leave Max behind—because Max was everywhere. Who he had been would remain part of the ever-expanding universe of the new Max, at his galactic core, the primordial stardust from which he was shaped.

Somehow, dancing like a spinning top, he had wobbled his way back into the moonlit clearing. It had been a long, circuitous journey, apparently without end—until it simply ended.

Fortunately, his companions were still with him. “So when do we get on with my initiation?” he asked, standing still at last while sucking for breath with his hands on his hips.

“You have already gotten on with it,” replied a grinning Artemisia. “Look at your skin.”

The sweat was already evaporating off Max’s damp skin, where it had formed little drip lines in his paint. But what really stood out was that hisskin was glowing—actually glowing—much like that of the blue Max in his dreams. “What’s happening to me?” he asked.

“You are unifying your consciousness,” replied Maxwallah. “The paint is a vibrational sensor that begins to shine when you reach a state of oneness. Do you remember what I told you?”

“Everything is one?”

“Now we are truly brothers. But this next part you must do alone.”

“What next part?”

“Think of yourself as a young bird being pushed out of the nest by its mother,” said Artemisia.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“The young bird almost certainly feels it is not yet ready to fly, but its mother knows better. Otherwise, she would never push it from the nest.”

Recalling his first dreams of flight when he was a small child, Max acknowledged that his entire existence had been building up to this tipping point where he could finally choose to release his self-imposed limitations.

In the spirit of the Alpha and the Omega, in the way the Alpha was the Omega, and vice versa, he knew the beginning was also the end—and that the end was just another beginning.

“Remember,” said Artemisia, “all you are doing is going with the flow of levity. If you think about it, it is really quite natural to fly.”

“You can do this, Maxwell,” said Maxwallah.

Maybe they were right. Maybe he could do it. Initiating the protocol for working with the energy, Max intuitively grasped that he wasn’t just working with the energy; he was the energy. That seemed to make a big difference.

“Here goes nothing,” he said, echoing his own words from just before he shot through the Angel’s Eye.

With the energy forming a membrane around him, he levitated briefly a foot or so off the ground. The sensation was somewhat unwieldy, like riding a unicycle. But like learning to ride, flying seemed to get easier with practice.

Soon he felt confident enough to increase his elevation to roughly ten feet, judging by Zana’s height. She, along with the others, was staring up at him with eyes bright with expectation.

Going higher still, he felt for a moment as if he were swimming against a current. Flying suddenly seemed difficult. Doubt entered his mind. Realizing he was resisting, he did what Maxwallah had taught him to do: he surrendered.

Instantly, he shot up between the trees, his silver cord following like a contrail. Before he could question the wisdom of such a move, he was sailing through the moonlight with the cool wind in his face above the treetops. He had almost forgotten the beauty of the world at night as seen from above.

The experience of flying while awake was everything he had hoped it would be. In fact, it was no different from flying while asleep. He might have still been a little boy in space-time, dreaming he was a young man flying in time-space.

Reaching the edge of the forest, he beheld the terraced hills undulating down to the coast, the little town of Aru-vato dotted with lights, the rotating beam of the lighthouse in the harbor, and the moonlit expanse of the Inland Sea beyond. “This would have been a nice place to call home,” he thought, suddenly missing his own home.

The lapse in positive emotions made him sputter like a plane running out of gas. With a shout, he steeled himself for a crash landing.

Luckily, he had been angling lower and lower as he approached Artemisia’s office. He ended up simply rolling through the sage—at which point he stood up gingerly with only a bruise or two and twigs in his hair. “That wasn’t so bad,” he said, dusting himself off.

Utterly exhausted, he retrieved his belongings from the cabinet in the office, carried them to his bedroom in the main house, and collapsed on his bed—where he instantly fell into a comatose sleep in which he had a conversation with what appeared to be Great Spirit himself.

“How do you feel now that your initiation is over?” asked Great Spirit, whose face, never still, was like a kaleidoscope of all the faces Max had ever seen.

“Like one phase of my life just ended—and another phase began.”

“That is how you should feel!” exclaimed Great Spirit. His voice, much like his face, seemed a blend of countless familiar voices. “I suppose by now you have figured it out.”

“Figured what out?”

“That the toh-pey you ingested was not—”

“Hallucinogenic?”

“Yes.”
“Meaning everything that happened to me was just … me?”

“Quite right. Everything was—and is—just you.”

Max let Great Spirit’s words sink in for a moment, then said, “What a cruel trick to play on someone.”

“It worked, did it not?”

“Yeah. I suppose it did.”

“Do you have any questions before I leave you to your destiny, Max?”

“Only one.”

“Fire away.”

“I was just wondering: what’s it like to be God?”

“Do you really want to know?”

“I asked, didn’t I?”

“Fair enough. Actually, after a while I found it rather boring.”

“Seriously?”

“Seriously. That is why I decided to become you.”

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Sol Luckman is a pioneering ink painter and award-winning author whose books include the international bestselling Conscious Healing and its popular sequel, Potentiate Your DNA. His latest novel, Snooze: A Story of Awakening, winner of the 2015 National Indie Excellence® Award, is the riveting, coming-of-age tale of one extraordinary boy’s awakening to the world-changing reality of his dreams. Written with young adult and young-at-heart readers in mind, Snooze further proved its literary merit by receiving an Honorable Mention in the 2014 Beach Book Festival Prize competition. Follow Sol on Facebook here and learn more about his work at www.CrowRising.com.

3. 432 DNA Tuning and the "Nazi-ization" of Music

Brendan D. Murphy

GA=440Hz: Not Quite Music to My Ears

Humankind is the largely unwitting victim of a frequency war on our consciousness that has been waged for decades, if not millennia. The goal has clearly been to keep us as gullible and subservient as possible, through multifarious means.

In modern history in particular, there has been what Dr. Len Horowitz has referred to as the strategic “militarization” of music. This happened in 1939 when the tuning of the note “A above Middle C” to 440 Hz was adopted in the world of music. In 1910 an earlier push to effect the same change was met with limited success.

Three decades later, the British Standards Institute (BSI) adopted the A=440Hz standard following staunch promotion by the Rockefeller-Nazi consortium—“at the precise time WWII preparations were being finalized by the petrochemical-pharmaceutical war financiers.” [i] This was the year that A=440 became the international standard.

The American Federation of Musicians had already accepted the A440 as standard pitch in 1917, and the US government followed suit in 1920. [ii] One must surely ask why Nazi propaganda minister, Joseph Goebbels, argued for this odd intrusion into musical creativity, persuading Hitler’s supposed enemies in Britain to adopt this “superior” standard tuning for the “Aryan/Master Race.” What did the Nazis (and their secretive but well-documented US financiers) have to gain from this?

It is interesting also to note that in October 1953, despite the British and Nazi push for the arbitrary A=440 standard (which is “disharmonic” vis-à-vis the physico-acoustic laws of creation governing reality), a referendum of 23,000 French musicians voted overwhelmingly in favor of A=432Hz. [iii] Many, many musicians in recent centuries have expressed their strong preference for the A=432 reference pitch.

“This [A=432 Hz] tuning was unanimously approved at the Congress of Italian musicians in 1881 and recommended by the physicists Joseph Sauveur and Felix Savart as well as by the Italian scientist Bartolomeo Grassi Landi.” [iv]

The Vibration of Sound

According to preliminary research, analysis, and professional discussions by Walton, Koehler, Reid, et al., on the Web, A=440Hz frequency music conflicts with human energy centers (i.e., chakras) from the heart to the base of the spine [the lower four]. Alternatively, chakras above the heart are stimulated. Theoretically, the vibration stimulates ego and left-brain function, suppressing the “heart-mind,” intuition and creative inspiration. [v]

Interestingly, the difference between 440 and 741 Hz is known in musicology as the Devil’s Interval.

For maximum suppression of human consciousness, the frequencies we naturally resonate with, and which are the most biologically and psycho-spiritually enhancing, must be maximally suppressed.

Ancient Egyptian and Greek instruments have reportedly been found to be tuned to 432 Hz. As far as many guitarists are concerned, A=432 Hz seems to be the most practical, optimal, and bio-friendly resonant tuning we have, although many musicians have also favored A=444. (A=444 Hz belongs to a different scale, where C=528 Hz.)

But there’s more: the cochlea, the part of the inner ear that converts acoustic impulses into electrical signals, has a seashell-like spiral shape. A bilateral cross-section of the cochlea is mathematically describable through the Fibonacci series (the Golden Ratio/Phi as manifested in nature). [vi]

According to Chas Stoddard in A Short History of Tuning & Temperament, this fractality/recursiveness allows octaves to be decoded at the same point in each layer of the spiral, and may therefore be why we can discern octaves at all. (In other words, without this cochlea design, we would just hear pitch rising or lowering and would not be able to identify that, for example, 256 Hz is C or that 512 Hz us also C). [vii] The octave concept would be almost meaningless and sonically undetectable to us.

Somehow, Austrian genius visionary Rudolph Steiner (1861-1925) was on to all of this. He said: “Music based on C=128hz (C note in concert A=432hz) will support humanity on its way towards spiritual freedom. The inner ear of the human being is built on C=128 hz.”

The fact that Phi/Golden Ratio is so key in morphogenesis (the biological process that causes an organism to develop its shape) in humans and throughout nature suggests that there may be an interesting yet little-known relationship between the galactic harmonic of 432 that shows up in our solar system and the Golden Ratio.

At worst A=432 is bio-neutral and is widely considered bioenergetically enhancing or healing if employed intentionally. Meditation music at 432 Hz is certainly relaxing and soothing, though I don’t consider there to be anything “transformative” about it, and transformative measures are what we so desperately need to intercede in our collective path at this time.

As a musician and someone who uses the Solfeggio frequencies to perform DNA and kundalini activations for people who seek those healing and evolutionary services, I would actually go so far as to argue that, at this point in our history, the Solfeggio C at 528 Hz and not 512 Hz may be even more valuable to us in our search for reconnection to Self and Source.

Most definitely, the Solfeggio C at 528 Hz facilitates people’s unplugging from the Matrix. This note is widely associated with DNA activation, repair, and human transformation. For more on this topic, please see my article, Diary of a Potentiator: How 528 Hertz Was Music to My Ears.

Note the visible light spectrum and color wavelengths (below). Look for 528 and notice where you land: in the region of the “green ray,” esoterically speaking. The higher harmonic of the green ray/frequency is absorbed and metabolized by the heart chakra vortex. It is no coincidence that the wavelength of visible light at 528 nm is also green. The one is a harmonic of the other.

If humanity needs to supercharge anything in our bioenergetic anatomy at this point, it is surely our heart intelligence, which conduces to compassion, empathy, and intuition. (We have more than enough of the cunning of the ego-driven cephalic intelligence.) Here lies a clue to the potency and importance of C=528, but I don’t want to digress too far.

FrequenciesMaria Renold, in her book INTERVALS, SCALES, TONES & THE CONCERT PITCH C=128HZ, claims conclusive evidence that A=440Hz tuning (above scientific “C” Prime=128/256/512 Hz, where A=432 Hz) “disassociates the connection of consciousness to the body and creates anti-social conditions in humanity.”

Modern “Equal Temperament (ET)” tuning was supposedly the excuse for musicians to play consonance, but, according to researcher Brian T. Collins (who strongly endorses Renold’s book), it actually diminishes perception of tone and resonant harmony. [viii]

Many people appear to endorse the view that, while A=440 music is more exciting (or aggressive, for some), it is more mind-oriented and disconnected from the human feeling centers, particularly the heart (which has by far the largest EM field of all bodily organs, including the brain, which it can actually entrain).

Disconnecting the heart from the brain is—as history (and our present condition) shows us—catastrophic on a planetary scale. This is the case for many reasons, but fundamentally, the heart-brain separation disconnects us from our innate wisdom and compassion as sentient beings, thus disconnecting us from each other and the other intelligent beings we share this planet with (not to mention the planet itself, which is a living intelligence).

Ancient tuning practices employed the “Just Intonation” system of tuning. It featured “pure intervals between every note that were mathematically related by ratios of small whole numbers leading to a much purer sound.” From about the 16th century onward, “Twelve-Tone Equal Temperament” tuning, according to Joachim Ernst-Berendt, commenced the mistuning of all consonant intervals except the octave. [ix]

As a guitarist who writes music primarily on an electric guitar, I prefer to tune up to A=444/C=528 rather than further down-tuning to 432. (I already drop a full step down on the electric and one of my acoustics and don’t want to lower string tension any further). 528 Hz derives from the ancient Solfeggio scale, as re-discovered by Dr. Joseph Puleo, co-researcher and -author with Dr. Len Horowitz of the well-documented and controversial book, Healing Codes for the Biological Apocalypse.

At A=444 I can feel the resonance almost on a cellular level—the vibrations go right through me, and the guitar feels almost like a part of me. The tone is beautiful, bright, and highly resonant. This is not the case when I use 440 Hz (standard Western tuning). Electric guitars, lacking a resonant cavity, don’t make the distinction as easy; however, that doesn’t mean that our cells don’t appreciate the subtle difference.

The Curious Case of 432

We see an interesting relationship between 432 and the number of completion arising as we examine the material below. The numbers suggest that the “universal” or solar constant of 432 has to do with the “completion” (or completeness) of the manifest material world.


    Diameter of sun = 864,000 miles (432 x 2)

• Interestingly 8+6+4 = 18 (1+ 8) = 9 the number of completion
  
  

    Diameter of moon = 2,160 miles (5 x 432 = 2,160)

• 2+1+6+0 resolves to a 9, as does 4+3+2 = 9 and 5 x 9 = 45 and 4 + 5 = 9 as well.
  
  

   Precession of the Equinoxes of Earth = 25,920 years (60 x 432) [x]

• 2+5+9+2+0 also equals 9, while 6 x 9 = 54 and 5 + 4 = 9 also.
  
  

Interestingly, the leading acoustician in Beethoven’s time was Ernst Chladni (1756-1827), the godfather of cymatics. His music theory textbook explicitly defined C as 256/512 Hz, the “scientific” tuning. (The A above middle C in this standard scale is 432 Hz.)

Perhaps this is to do with 432 squared—186,624 (1+8+6+6+2+4 = 9)—being within one percent accuracy of the speed of light (186,282 miles per second, which also resolves to a 9). The square root of the measured speed of light is 431.6. By deductive reasoning, we might speculate that “notes tuned relative to A432 harmonize directly with the light body [auric fields] allowing the vibrations to penetrate, and through entrainment, bring your energetic essence into balance. Entrainment is the tendency for a strong vibration to influence a weaker vibration.” [xi]

Inversely, A=440 tuning may produce a dissonant or “agitative” effect on the aura/mind—and anything that disrupts/disturbs DNA will create contraindications in the aura due to DNA’s innate sound-light translation mechanism. The human aura, of course, is the closest thing we have yet been able to point to as “consciousness” or “mind” in the manifest measurable world, as I demonstrate in The Grand Illusion: A Synthesis of Science & Spirituality.

Using 256Hz as the reference for C (where A=432), all occurrences of C are a power of 2. Interestingly, the Schumann resonance—earth’s electromagnetic “heartbeat” existing within the atmosphere between the earth’s surface and our ionisphere—ranges from about 7.83 to 8 Hz on average: typically very close to 23.

This isn’t terribly surprising if you consider the frequency of earth’s axial rotation: “Earth’s ‘pitch’ (cycles per second/Hertz) as it rotates is G, a fourth below the theoretical C that lies 24 octaves below middle C, when C=256Hz. So C=256/A=432 is in tune with the Earth’s rotation,” [xii] which is “in tune” with the speed of light, which is “in tune” with the diameter of the sun, which is “in tune” with the diameter of the moon, which is “in tune” with the precession of the equinoxes!

That’s a lot of harmony, which is exactly what we should expect from a holofractal (scaled) plasma-based universe.

C#=544 Hz, NOT 554 Hz (A Breakthrough that Didn’t Quite Break through)

In a groundbreaking research collaboration initiated in the late 1980s, biologist David Deamer and composer Susan Alexjander sought to directly ascertain the frequencies emitted by the bases of our DNA (A, G, C, T). They did this by directly measuring the infrared absorption spectra of DNA molecules. These DNA frequencies were then arranged as “scales” of tones, and subsequently used as the basis for Alexjander’s musical compositions.

The atomic bonds within these base molecules “bend, stretch, and rock upon absorbing infrared light with a specific frequency related to the energy and strength of the bond and the mass of the nucleus of the atom. A tighter, smaller bond from, say, hydrogen, will absorb light with a higher wavenumber (number of waves per centimeter), and a higher ‘note’ in the infrared spectrum.”

A spectrophotometer was used to ascertain the frequencies of the different bases. Inside this device, infrared light with frequencies ranging from 600 to 3000 wavenumbers (in units of cm-1) was passed through each sample, being absorbed at specific frequencies, which the instrument plots as a spectrum. Once the wavenumber was identified, it was converted to hertz using the following equation:

Frequency (Hz) = velocity (speed of light) x wavenumber

Because this process involves infrared light—not sound—frequencies, huge numbers (megahertz) were obtained, that, if translated directly into hertz would be far beyond human hearing (and thus useless for creating a musical composition, as intended). Deamer and Alexjander recognized that if they were to halve the numbers they were getting, and keep halving (decreasing them by octaves at a time) until the number fell within the audible range of sound frequencies, they would end up with the same notes only at much lower (audible) octaves. Each DNA base yielded 15-18 notes; 60 in all. Interestingly, it appears that none of the bases emitted an A#. This was the only note of the diatonic scale missing.

Once this data was collected, it was converted into a human hearing range and programmed into a Yamaha DX7 IID synthesizer. They needed to use a “special electronic keyboard … because the tunings that were derived were almost all microtones” (tones smaller than a regular semi-tone, the smallest interval generally used in Western music). [xiii]

This presented Alexjander with a formidable challenge regarding creating musical compositions out of these tightly-packed clusters of DNA base notes. At first, there was no seeming organization or order to what she was seeing or hearing when experimenting with the 60 different microtonal DNA notes on her synth.

Then, after weeks and weeks of experimentation with different sound combinations, a “tonal center” began to emerge. One pitch in particular seemed to lend meaning and coherency to the challenging microtonal morass—a pitch common to all four bases: C#.


    Adenine: 545.6 Hz


    Guanine: 550


    Thymine: 543.4


    Cytosine: 537.8


    Average DNA Hz = 544.2


This is where their project gets particularly interesting for those of us interested in sound-based healing, Just Intonation tuning, and the acoustic laws underlying creation.

You see, in today’s bastardized standard tuning (Equal Temperament), C#=554 Hz/A=440 and C=523. Look carefully at the frequency values of each DNA base above and you see that all four are fairly close to being tuned to this standard tuning (where A=440, the “Nazi tuning”).

This C# “is positioned almost exactly in the center of the absorbency rates, and shows up as the average. This C# seems to act as a balancer for the entire spectrum of frequencies,” as Alexjander put it. She further observed that most of the gongs, bells, and drums of the non-Western world are tuned to this C# tonal center—as if we are collectively trying to subconsciously tune to something (natural cosmic harmonics).

What made my jaw drop was not that the four DNA bases’ tuning averaged 544 Hz, fairly close to standard tuning where C#=554 Hz (a discrepancy of only 10 Hz). Rather, it was the fact that when A=432 Hz, as in the ancient Just Intonation tuning system based on nature, C# is precisely 544 Hz—exactly what emerged as the dominant, central, “organizing” DNA base frequency in Alexjander and Deamer’s research! Astonishingly, Alexjander and Deemer apparently missed this crucial correlation.

A=432 Hz is the tuning of the Cosmic Keyboard or Cosmic Pitchfork, as opposed to the A440 Hz modern “standard.” It places C# at 136.10 Hz [544 Hz four octaves higher] “Om,” which is the main note of the Sitar in classical Indian music and the pitch of the chants of the Tibetan monks, who tell us, reports Dameon Keller, “It comes from nature.” [xiv]

Now we are seeing a real basis for precisely why sound healing works—on every level of our being. It is a harmonic rule that whatever octave you are toning at, it will automatically resonate the other octaves of that note. Even if you are toning vocally within the limited human vocal (or hearing) range, and you are toning into a chakra, if you have selected the “right” note, it can and will correct cymatic deformations in that chakra, even though the magnetic vortex of the chakra will be spinning at a frequency (and harnessing light at frequencies) far beyond the range of regular sense perception (visibility).

The law of harmonic resonance means that you immediately affect light/matter on many octaves of the same note simultaneously. Because sound (vibration) organizes light/matter into form, it is potentially the most potent tool in a healer’s arsenal.

Sound does strange and exotic things other tools cannot. “Junk” DNA, for example, responds to sound. Codons can be turned on or off using acoustic vibrations. Our cell membranes (which are the “brains” of the cells) have antennae that can detect sound vibrations and pass them into the cellular matrix.

According to clairvoyant Barbara Brennan, a former physicist and founder of the Barbara Brennan School of Healing, when she uses her voice in this way for healing chakra deformities, the chakra stands up and spins correctly almost immediately. Once the chakra is corrected on the first/etheric level, it only takes a few seconds to become the correct color on the second level (emotional body) of the field. [xv]

Biologist Bruce Lipton has stated that, aside from the better known “lock and key” cell receptor sites, there are also antenna-like structures (“primary cilium”) on the cell membranes in our bodies that respond to vibrational frequencies:

“Receptor antennas can also read vibrational energy fields such as light, sound, and radio frequencies. The antennas on these energy receptors vibrate like tuning forks. If an energy vibration in the environment resonates with a receptor’s antenna, it will alter the protein’s charge, causing the receptor to change shape … Biological behavior can be controlled by invisible forces as well as it can be controlled by physical molecules like penicillin.” [xvi]

Lipton’s material illustrates something about the mechanisms involved in epigenetic change, in this case epigenetic shifts triggered by sound. “Toning,” as channeller Barbara Marciniak has been informed by her apparently interdimensional Pleiadian muses, “is a key to releasing stored knowledge. It unlocks a doorway and allows information to flood into your body … [I]n a very subtle way, it changes your perceptions.” [xvii]

Given that our DNA is tuned to the harmonic laws of creation—as seen in Just Intonation tuning—at C#=544 Hz, it makes complete sense that healing instruments like Tibetan sound bowls may be tuned to this natural scale.

We are nonlocally and gravitationally connected to the resonant frequencies of the cosmos. No one stands alone “outside” of the cosmos or cut off from everything (though one may feel like that at times). We’re all part of this huge resonant system, participating in dynamic feedback loops with intelligent subsystems such as the sun, moon, earth. Our sense of separation is strictly a brain-based “grand illusion.”

References:

[i] Len Horowitz, “Musical Cult Control,” http://www.medicalveritas.org/MedicalVeritas/Musical_Cult_Control.html

[ii] Gary Meisner, http://www.goldennumber.net/music/

[iii] Mark Brewer, “Music of the Spheres: A Case for A=432Hz,” http://markbrewerharpist.com/blog/2013/02/music-of-the-spheres-a-case-for-a432hz/

[iv] The Secret Behind 432Hertz Tuning, http://attunedvibrations.com/432hz-healing/

[v] Horowitz, op. cit.

[vi] [sic]

[vii] Brian, T. Collins, “The Importance of 432Hz Music,” http://omega432.com/432-music/the-importance-of-432hz-music

[viii] Ibid.

[ix] Karol Jankowiak, “Solfeggio Frequencies Set Body into Full Harmony,” http://www.wakingtimes.com/2014/02/01/solfeggio-frequencies-set-body-into-full-harmony/

[x] http://www.mythsdreamssymbols.com/432.html

[xi] Brewer, op. cit.

[xii] Ibid.

[xiii] Susan Alexjander, The Infrared Frequencies of DNA Bases, as Science & Art, http://www.oursounduniverse.com/articles/IEEE.html

[xiv] Dameon Keller, http://dameonkeller.wix.com/esotericartschicago#!sound-&-vibration-and-color-&-light

[xv] See Brennan, Hands of Light, Bantam, 1988.

[xvi] Bruce Lipton, The Biology of Belief, 2005

[xvii] Marciniak, Earth, 68-9.

Copyright © Brendan D. Murphy. All Rights Reserved.

Brendan D. Murphy 
is co-founder of Global Freedom Movement and host of GFM Media. He is also a certified DNA activator, author, researcher, activist, and musician. His acclaimed non-fiction epic The Grand Illusion: A Synthesis of Science & Spirituality is available here. Come and get your mind blown at www.brendandmurphy.net.

4. Regenetics Compared to Other Forms of DNA Activation

by Julie TwoMoon, NMD

When I found the Regenetics Method, I had never heard the term DNA activation. Almost two years later, the practice and experience of DNA activation is a cornerstone not only to my professional life but to my own deep healing and transformation.

I assume that, like me a couple of years ago, most people reading this have no idea what DNA activation is. Only recently did I realize just how confusing a simple Internet search of DNA activation can be.

Prompted by my husband to define how what I offer is different from what else is out there, I spent a day reading websites of those who offer DNA activations which are not part of the Regenetics series. What I found was truly surprising.

Let me say that I have not received any of the healing methods defined by others as DNA activation. In fact, I have no intention to do so. I am biased towards Regenetics because my personal Regenetics journey and what I have observed in others experiencing this work have shown it to be a method both for healing and for restoring all that is inherently embodied in the true self. Regenetics elevates our potential such that we are poised to access and take part in the most magnificent representation of life possible on this plane.

What I offer here is my professional (as opposed to experiential) critique of what is purported to be healing through other forms of “DNA activation.” I found there are some stark differences between DNA activation techniques. The first and most striking difference between what I have trained to do and what many others offer centers on the healer’s perspective on who is doing the healing.

Most of the sites I came across placed great emphasis on the talents of the facilitator, guru, healer or sage. I found sites giving an elaborate account of how a given “healer” would—while in a highly meditative state—delve into your Highest Self and, once there, use his or her abilities to deduce what was needed and then heal the recipient based on what had been discovered.

This kind of language immediately evokes in me a response akin to, “Oh, no you won’t!” It’s not that I am averse to taking instruction, or to guided intuition, but I soundly reject the idea that someone with a catchy website is going to delve into my Highest Self and tell me what I need … which, of course, only the healer can provide.

My understanding of true self is that it represents our core, God-linked being. It is ourselves in co-creation with God, and therefore, the idea that a stranger is going to sit in higher order than myself with regards to the real me is somehow offensive.

In my opinion, such posturing is the metaphysical world’s equivalent to all that is wrong with medicine in general. We don’t need healers who assume positions of dominance by pretending to possess God-like knowing; we don’t need healers who need to be revered, feared or bowed to.

In all my time in medicine, and at healing ceremonies of all kinds, none of the true healers I have ever met needed to be regarded in this fashion. In fact, if you read the words of Black Elk, who by all accounts lived deeply in connection with forces of profound healing, the non-egoic writing is clearly on the wall for would-be healers: “I am not a medicine person, I am just a dumb Indian.”

We don’t need another guru. Healing is something that happens in relationship between you and Creator, not your guru and Creator. Authentic healing is a process by which your connection is restored resulting in a foundational change that allows your body to be guided by its innate wisdom to restore itself.

In essence, we facilitate our own healing. The person outwardly facilitating the healing is just that, a facilitator, a go-between. A true healer is someone who has accepted responsibility for standing in love and compassion, for holding your highest healing in his or her intentions, and for doing all this unattached to what happens next.

Should you revere your healer? Maybe, the way you revere others who have helped you. But should you place them above you? Should you give away your power to healers? Obviously, for anyone on the path of self-mastery, the answer is clear.

Of course, not everyone offering DNA activation was so blatantly setting themselves up as a guru. Some claimed that the activation of DNA could be effectively facilitated by simply entering deep meditation and “commanding” God/Creator to activate and heal what was not functioning in the DNA, mitochondria, chromosomes and such.

I first must express, in the ways I have been taught, one never “commands” Creator to do anything. We ask for help, we pray for blessings, for assistance, for mercy and compassion, but we don’t command, demand or direct.

What I find even more inane in this line of thinking might be illustrated thus: if simply demanding help created help, then the decimation of indigenous cultures throughout history would have never happened, we would never have seen great floods or huge wars, and no one would die of cancer, vicious infections, or any other major maladies.

It is not only ignorant but dangerous to assert one has merely to command correctly for all doors of healing to open. In my opinion, it has never been and will never be this way.

Sol Luckman has always inspired me with his commentary on co-creation. He describes the deep resonance of taking part with Creator to allow for unified participation in healing, in accessing our best life, in our prosperity, relationships and all else.

It is dangerous to assume God-like status in commanding any outcome, dangerous because we need relationship with God. In fact, this is what so profoundly generates the healing we so deeply seek. Abdicating that for some elevated sense of personal power and command over life strikes me not only as dangerous but a little unhinged.

My last and surely not least observation of many DNA activations available is this: few seem to offer any real medicine at all. By this I mean, they appear to be conglomerations of logical thought coalescing modern big ideas of sound and intention into easily marketed packages of healing events for which there is often no history, no science, no spirit and no higher guidance.

Recordings of 528-Hz tones to listen to as you sleep, preselected vibrations with binaural beats to reset your DNA, individual selected tones to harmonize you to be listened to on MP3 or CD … What exactly is going on here?

By contrast, while intelligently acknowledging science and contextualizing itself in that framework, Regenetics also draws from the most ancient understanding of healing, working systematically through our entire being—unifying body, mind, emotions and spirit.

There are no Gold or Platinum packages, no super soul healing, no past lives to work on next, no auras to cleanse before or after. Why? Because Regenetics is a totality of healing that needs no other levels. It isn’t for fashion or show; it is for reclamation, restoration and redemption.

DNA activation techniques abound. Truly, there are many paths to healing. Do I have the only path? Absolutely not. Do I have an authentic one? I am certain with every fiber of my being the answer is yes.

Copyright © Julie TwoMoon. All Rights Reserved.

Julie TwoMoon, NMD, was educated at the National College of Natural Medicine in Portland, Oregon, where she received her Naturopathic Medical Degree and a Masters of Science in Oriental Medicine. Visit her website at http://www.sevendirectionsmedicine.com. Request her free ebook, Authentic Healing, here.

DISCLAIMER: The Developers and all Facilitators of the Regenetics Method offer DNA activation as educators and ordained ministers, not medical doctors, and do not purport to diagnose, prevent or treat illness of any kind. Regenetics Method information and sessions are offered, and accepted, as exercises of freedom of speech and religion. The Developers and Facilitators of the Regenetics Method make no recommendations, claims, promises or guarantees relative to specific health challenges. You are solely responsible for your own medical treatment and care.

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5. What You're Supposed to Think vs. What You Think

Jon Rappoport

I could trace my thirty years of investigative reporting as one long project emanating from what people are supposed to think.

What they’re supposed to think about nuclear weapons, pesticides, medical drugs, vaccines, presidential elections, major media, the CIA, US foreign policy, mega-corporations, brain research, collectivism, surveillance, psychiatry, immigration …

In each case, there are a set of messages broadcast to the population. These messages are projected to replace what people would think on their own, if left to their own devices.

And in many cases, these messages have the same underlying theme: feel unlimited sympathy.

Feel unlimited sympathy or else.

In the area of immigration, for example, people are supposed to welcome endless numbers of refugees to their shores and cities and towns.

If they don’t put out the welcome sign, they’re evil, they’re cold, they’re “capitalists,” they’re unloving, they’re cruel, inhumane.

They’re immune to proper feelings of guilt and shame.

There is also an interesting guilty “we” attached to the issue. “We” invaded other countries, “we” bombed populations, imposed devastating economic sanctions, launched corporate takeovers—and therefore “we” should now open our doors to these refugees.

The government didn’t do these things. The State didn’t do these things. “We” did.

“We” is a very, very popular collectivist concept. It assigns massive guilt, while somehow exonerating the political leaders of the collective.

“We” is a great cheese glob that envelops all of us. “We” is a metaphysical construct that replaces “I.” There is no “I.”

Therefore, what some “deluded individual” might think and decide and determine on his own—which could very well run counter to the “we”—is irrelevant.

When it’s time to undertake wars on a grand scale, there is a George Bush who announces what the “we” wants. And when it’s time for the guilt and the sympathy and the bleeding heart, there is an Obama who announces what the “we” wants.

In general, the “we” is there to convince the individual that he is useless and powerless against the advancing cheese glob. He need not bother thinking what he really thinks, because it would make zero difference. Much better to become part of the “huddled mass,” waiting for instructions on how best to serve humanity.

Logic, rational consideration, the ability to analyze a line of thought and find flaws and gaps and deceptions? An outmoded concept that doesn’t apply to the “we.”

You see, the “we” is something quite different. It proceeds by a) committed aggression or b) endless sympathy, depending on what is called for by our leaders.

It moves like inexorable lava slowly leaking away from a volcano. The glob.

It needs no individual intelligence. Making distinctions is unnecessary.

And, one thinks, perhaps the solution to this wretched state of affairs is finding a different “we” to belong to. That will solve the whole problem.

But the underlying solution, as formidable as it may seem, is: dismantle the whole “we.” Expose it for what it is. And reinstate the individual and what he does think, as opposed to what he should think.

The cheese glob, the lava glob, the advancing fungus is the false construct. It was put there and massaged and stimulated to engage the individual and make him think he was excessively “privileged.” He was an outsider who couldn’t see the need and the joy of “belonging.”

He was behaving like a criminal, even a terrorist. He was detracting from the power and the warmth and the humanity of the collective hearth.

What most people take to be Reality is actually invented for the “we.”

And to take all this a step further, Reality is meant to distract the individual from discovering the depth of his own power, which is to say, creative power.

Every organized religion, every State, every so-called spiritual system and philosophy is built to derail the individual in this way.

After all, Reality points to itself. Reality says, “Look at this. Look at me. Understand me. This is what you need to focus on. This is all there is.”

And so it seems the main attribute of the individual is “perceiving what is.” Perceiving Reality.

However, detaching one’s self from that prescription reveals another opportunity, vast in its possibilities:

The ability to analyze the “we” and its many messages and discover what they are and how they are designed—and the capacity to imagine and invent new independent realities without end.

The scope and range of what the individual can do, in this regard, is limited only by: what he can imagine.

The psyop of all psyops seeks to bury this fact.

Copyright © Jon Rappoport. All Rights Reserved.

The author of three explosive collections, The Matrix Revealed, Exit from the Matrix and Power Outside the Matrix, Jon Rappoport was a candidate for a US Congressional seat in the 29th District of California. Nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, he has worked as an investigative reporter for thirty years, writing articles on politics, medicine and health for CBS Healthwatch, LA Weekly, Spin Magazine, Stern, and other newspapers and magazines in the US and Europe. Jon has delivered lectures and seminars on global politics, health, logic and creative power to audiences around the world. You can sign up for his free emails at www.nomorefakenews.com. To read about Jon’s mega-collection, Exit from the Matrix, click here.

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