Channeling From Gen-X

I am Genvieve and I am descending in a ray of white light into the mind, or sixth Chakra of Jason.  I do have a Golden Ray which I use to get things done, but white is the default color of spiritual light on this earth — there are other planets which have other colors, although the all-inclusive white is the norm.  In some places people are there to focus on different aspects, just as on this earth people choose different Astrological influences to dominate their lives.

Life is about dominion and slavery.  Life is a kind of voluntary slavery, a fetish game we play with ourselves in order to satisfy our emotional needs.  However, just like a fetish game, there are ways out of this slavery.  We can play this life as a game or we can take it seriously.  It’s up to us.  When we’re done we return to the Duat and balance out our results — cash in our chips, so to speak.

The vast majority of people on this earth are unable to grasp this detail at this time.  Because the energy of the earth is being raised to a degree where only those conscious of this gamelike quality will be permitted, most of these people are going to have to leave.  Many of them are simply here to experience what it would have been like to be a person.  They are tremendously frustrated and angry because they realize what they’ve lost and they do in fact blame some members of this species-agreement who are directly responsible for ending this game prematurely.  Therefore it is possible that a war may take place to “balance” this sense of injustice.

However it is also possible that this war may be averted.  If we can incorporate a specific kind of ancestor worship into this plane, a kind that will allow many of these spirits to feel they have an opportunity to return to this world in the future, their anger will be appeased and a war can be avoided.

We must turn our attention to the ancestors of the future.

Teaching Peace Again

Normally I would ignore the impulse to write anything, as I have been ignoring most such impulses for years.  I gave up on this kind of self-expression long ago.  I am, however, struggling to teach peace which is of course an inherent contradiction — hopefully one I will have overcome by 2011.  According to A Course In Miracles, our egos are false creations, and the Holy Spirit enters into us to work with these creations and transform them so that they can ultimately be (I think) dissolved into the reality of God’s Kingdom.  Initially there is an absurd struggle to overcome the confusion between ego and reality.

How closely does the action of this Holy Spirit resemble the Knowledge and Conversation of the Holy Guardian Angel of Thelema?  Or the Beloved Mighty I Am Presence of the "I AM" temple? Or the "Alignment With Source" of the Abraham-Hicks teachings?  It is all yoga of one kind or another.  

Although I think the word yoga is a little overused and tends to evoke people who just exercise a lot and eat well.  

I am teaching peace because as I wrote this I got distracted from peace a few times, allowing my thoughts to intrude, but I keep pulling myself back.  From my current perspective, peace is an objectively real state of the human aura.  It isn’t just a mood or a state of mental calmness.  It is indeed a state of alignment of subtle energy bodies which allows the transmission of energy from higher planes.

It may be a hindrance to think of peace as "the end of war" or "the end of conflict" because that leads one to focus upon conflict as real, which it is not.  Though of course if everyone was transmitting subtle energies through alignment there would not be any apparent war or conflict.  

And of course the statement "conflict is not real" depends upon the contextual use of words.  

Learning to Fly

I’m working my way through the workbook of "A Course in Miracles" this year.

According to the Course, the Holy Spirit’s second lesson is, "To have peace, teach peace to learn it."  So even though I don’t feel peaceful very often I am going to try in 2010 to somehow teach peace with my blog and my web presence in general.  I’m going to gradually revamp my entire image.  By the end of the year perhaps I will be able to practice what I preach.  Of course I shall never abandon my love of Aleister Crowley, action-movie bad girls, voodoo sex magic, and rock nostalgia, but I am now summoning from the universe some sort of balance point among all the conflicting elements.  

I’m taking a class in channeling from a professional of over 25 years and I am truly channeling Genvieve in front of people for the first time.  For a while (even since before I completely believed she was real) I’ve been able to channel her somewhat via the keyboard, chatting with Jer and Kathleen and others.  Years ago I did a bit of theatrical channeling of some other spirits, and of course there were those insane nights with Agent COCO that no one but God will ever know about, but this is the first time Genny has come through with such clarity and been fully verified by those with professional-quality auric vision.  I’m very gratified to have succeeded fully after 14 years of strenuous effort, plus three or four before that of struggling with Qabalism.

When i was in high school and everything in my life was thoroughly unpleasant and I was surrounded by unrelenting evil, Pink Floyd put out a song that went, 

"A dream unthreatened by the morning light
Could blow this soul right through the roof of the night
there’s no sensation to compare with this
suspended animation in a state of bliss"

If only a dream could extend beyond sleep, I thought, then I could believe in love and put up with this ugly horrible species I belong to.  It would mean there were higher worlds that aren’t this bad, where the people aren’t so shallow and hateful.  It would mean that humanity’s continual failure to live up to its ideals could be forgiven just one more time.

Well, 20 years later I do indeed have dreams that are unthreatened by the morning light.  I see the future and learn about people at a distance.  I have my proof that there are higher worlds and what’s even better I never had to be normal — not once!  

So there is indeed peace to be found at the end of such a struggle, hovering above the roof of the night.