Gardening Tips Or…How to become Free by removing the Governor
By Zany Mystic Spring Equinox, 2015
While mowing the tall grass around the tender young olive trees, once again I balked at the design of the lawn mower. My neighbor had envisioned me on a four wheeler, beer in one cup, lazily mowing over the North Forty. As my budget was more spartan than his confidence in me, and I don’t presently drink, I compromised. The “new improved” mower includes a drive chain to the rear wheels, which pulls the user forward. In an avalanche of “design flaws”, there was a flap attached at ground level, between the two back wheels, which systematically rolls underneath the machine while pulling it backwards, while the wheels lock, making mowing a frustrating chore. That’s the nice way of saying it! Mind you, this “avalanche” is not peculiar to the manufacturer. It’s systemic with 97% of things “man-ufactured”. Hand craftsmanship and quality have long gone the way of the Flintstones. I seriously doubt that a woman, who gives birth to man, would have designed such a con-trap-shun!
Today, it finally occurred to me to remove the flap! It looked like a do-it-yourself job. My mind was dictating this blog, as if Michelangelo was envisioning his David, complete and finished. All he was doing was chipping away what was “not David”. As the whirlwind spun, in a last moment “save the world” kind of energy, my entire world is being cleaned up, nary a second to spare; just as James Bond might do. Friends and family return, to celebrate lasting freedom which has always been here, like a bird in a cage with the door open. Removing the source of irritation is the solution to many of life’s problems. I don’t have to tolerate what was created by unconscious creators, I can remove the parts that are “disagreeable”, creating unnecessary stress.
In the “old days”, rebels would remove the “governor” from a car’s engine, rather than continuously stalling, choking, and remaining in limited thrust. Removing the governor allows the engine to take off and run. Step on the gas…no fear, put the pedal to the metal!
Spring Equinox, solar eclipse, 7th and final Pluto-Uranus Square aside, for me personally it marks the end of many lifetimes and the opening of stargates and portals to multiple dimensions; not just seeing the light at the end of the tunnel, but literally being one with it. Carlos Casteneda uses shamanic wisdom teaching us about the “Assemblage Points”. Standing under the canopy of “stars”, awe struck like lightning from the light show of the hologram; infinite swirling points of light streaming from fingers, stars, ships and trees. The trees literally “lit up” sparkling brighter than New York on January 31st! The sense of excitement is tangible basking in transformational energies which signal the end of duality and transcending the limitations of the mind.
The biggest danger we face right now is our own unconscious behavior.
Being present in this now is the only time we have; a remedy to many of life’s projections and disturbances. The magnetics are causing memory lapses, intense vibrational upsets and machines are breaking down. Unconsciousness places us in lower frequencies, under greater cosmic laws. One of these is the law of accident. Those deeply asleep require increasing shocks to awaken. I just went to the garage in the night, “forgetting” that I had closed the double pane sliding doors. Being clear, I hit the glass for the first time in 13 years. It could have been a nearly fatal accident, requiring stitches, blood everywhere. Fortunately, I hit my 3rd eye on the glass, which is presently throbbing. Yesterday, my dog ran out the same doors at night, running down the ramp barking, unconscious of the upside down plastic trash container that was there, drying out. In the dark, she didn’t see it and hit her head and stumbled over it. It could have caused great harm, but thankfully, she too was only “dazed”.
I love her so much that it would break my heart if something I did caused her untimely end. These are “shocks” to wake us up, and we can use every one that is delivered by transmuting them. Shocks are designed to wake us up, not to scare us to death. There is no “end” or death, since it’s a continuum. Spirit flows into new life, has its experiences and crosses over at death. Death is an illusion. These are not new ideas, and I would never take credit for what the sages throughout the ages have said. I could have yelled and screamed at the lawn mower, but it too has consciousness as does everything which is talking to us simultaneously. I thanked the glass door for the reminder, which had irritated me so much that I was forced to come to grips with what was the cause…myself. Once I took responsibility for my own creation, it also flipped a DNA switch and the light bulb went on: I have just reclaimed my sovereignty!
It’s not about declarations, resisting “the matrix”, or anything else projected “out there”. A moment of light stuns us into the eternal present, the only time we truly own. Anger, negativity, judgment, hate, worship, envy, etc., all feed the beast. We are feeding it constantly, just as it feeds us with what we appear to want more of - entanglement, enslavement and victimization in the hood. Everyone has a little martyr in them, so in these bobbing lifeboats we share, having already left the Titanic, it’s important to remember one thing - our Selves. Without remembering who we are from within, we may as well be on the Good Ship Lollypop. The choice is ours. Self-judgment, lack of esteem and love, need to be a number One priority. Doesn’t it seem foolish wasting life expressing negative emotions; moaning over the past and future, while pissing on the present?