Yellow Nice

Next, I want to talk about Nice - or maybe I'm speaking about the whole of the South of France.  I'm calling it yellow because yellow is the Sphere of Expansion and Clarity.  That's what we felt from the moment we got off the train.

The train trip from Venice to Nice was grueling, believe it or not.  We had to change trains twice.  We got on the train at 7:00 AM in Venice, having downed a quick croissant and cappuccino in the station.  Not to worry, we had a forty-five minute layover in Milano.  We would get food there.  Ooops.  Train left Venice 40 minutes late.  Barely made the next train. The trip was beautiful.  The mountainous regions of northern Italy certainly awaken ones sense of pastoral beauty, and the vision of Monte Carlo from the tracks was breathtaking.  But we were hungry.  We had to change trains again in Ventimiglia.   Again, we literally hopped on the train as the doors were closing.  Big time stress.

That's all the back story so that you can understand how magnificent it was to arrive in Nice.   Suddenly the clouds parted (literally  - it was raining as we arrived and sunny by the time we checked into the hotel and hit the streets.)  The yellowness of the sun and the fresh smells courtesy of the rain made everything sparkle.  Have you ever noticed how every color is "more of itself" when the light of the sun hits it?  That's how Nice was for us.  More of itself.

The streets were filled with people of every age, every culture, every creed, all of whom seemed "more alive" than usual.  Elderly people strolled holding hands.  Young people laughed and sort of skipped along the walkways.  The Vespas were shiney and quieter than they had seemed in Italy.  Of course, the Mediterranean's rich color mesmerized us.   The food was exquisite (well, we were pretty hungry, but I honestly think it was really good.)  Musicians performed in the streets.  Everywhere one saw the "beautiful people," because everyone was beautiful.

Did I imagine all this?  The Yellow Sphere contains the principles of Beauty, Awareness, Gratitude and Desire.  You know, they were all there, fully expressing themselves, joyously announcing themselves, ornately displaying themselves in Nice.  I'm just sayin'. . .

What is it that brings Yellow forward in Nice?  The negative ions in the air from the Mediterranean?  The "we're on vacation here" attitude?  The artistic way the city is laid out?  Whatever caused it, the morphic field of Nice is nice!

INDIGO VENEZIA

It's time to talk about Venezia.  Indigo is the only color that comes to mind.  The city is deeply devoted to and thoroughly entrenched in an ideal.  And yet, the urge to evolve toward either Rose Quartz or Tanzanite doesn't seem to be there.

A bit of history:  Venice is built in a swamp on a pile of logs.  Literally.  There are some differences in the lore of who built it and why, but the most prevalent story is that a group of refugees from Roman cities decided to create a shipping, fishing and trading business there because of the access to the Mediterranean and Adriatic Seas.  At first the people were situated on a small group of islands in the swamp, but over many decades they chopped down entire forests in the Slovenia - leaving that part of the world totally barren -  and built platforms on which they placed stones for streets and foundations for buildings.  (Did you know that wood doesn't deteriorate under water?  No oxidation, no deterioration.)  While they were outrageously successful in constructing an almost impenetrable city with a unique geographic position, thus creating one of the wealthiest municipality in the world, they were not so wise in the mundanities of life.  Many centuries later they began digging wells to pull water up from the depths in order avoid importing fresh water from nearby lands, and the very act of pulling the water out from under their foundation started sinking the city.  In addition, their lack of ability to create proper sewage conditions resulted in a pollution of their canals that almost ruined the city's inhabitability.

Alongside that little bit of history, we must also acknowledge that some of the most talented artists of the Renaissance thrived in Venice, giving us a unique array of paintings, music, and architecture.  Marco Polo explored and expanded the world.  The glass-makers there changed the art altogether.  The wealth of the merchant families brought culture and elegance to it's highest point at certain periods of history.

In other words, this strange community was both ill-conceived and the breeding ground of greatness.

And in that mindset, Venezia got stuck.  While citizens of Roma live side-by-side with history, and citizens of Firenze continue to beautify their history, the citizens of Venezia seem to exalt and worship their history, without concern about bringing it into the present.  One walks the narrow, dark, kinda creepy alleyway streets of Venezia with an eery sense of bygone days.  A close look at any building and one realizes that the city is crumbling.  Trying to board a gondola, one notices that there are many steps below water, testimony to the fact that the city is sinking.  The sense there is that one is witnessing the end of an era, not the continuation or evolution of a culture.

Indigo is the Sphere of Devotion and Idealism.  Of course humanity needs to be devoted to ideals.  We must strive to be the best of ourselves.  But unfortunately, Indigo also sometimes blinds us to the importance of updating our ideals.  We become hypnotized by our devotion to tradition.  We lose our ability to become dreamers, living backward in time - diving into the future in our dreams and bringing the future into the present when we awaken.

It seemed to me that Venice has lost its dream.  It has become a fantastic tourist stop for cruise ships, but it only offers one the opportunity to imagine how magnificent it used to be.

RED RED ROME

Today I want to discuss the Red Sphere and Rome.  It's as if the Red Council hovers over the city and nudges its way into every thought, every flow of energy, every action and every decision.

In A Colorful Life I said, "On this journey toward manifestation, almost all forms inherit some flaws.  Within the Red Sphere those flaws show themselves most actively."  The next paragraph then goes on to explore how Red energy tries to correct those flaws in order to create a more perfect world.  I found that paradox to be open and overt in Rome.  Ones ability to walk with each foot in a different millennium is stunning.  There's the Colosseum, and here I am in one of hundreds of taxis whizzing around it as if it were just any other building.  Oh look, now I'm walking the Forum imagining what it would have been like to buy my food and necessities there a few thousand years ago, and there are airplanes flying above us as if it was just another piece of this century.  One day we walked down the street only to discover a big hole in the ground which revealed an excavated ancient pagan temple-perhaps 2500 years old.  Turns out that was most likely the location of Caesar's assassination, and has now become Rome's stray cat sanctuary.   Really, there were hundreds of happy-looking, well-fed homeless 21st Century cats lying around catching some rays on those ancient stone pillars and stairs and decaying walls.


At every turn in Rome the Red Council seems to say, "Look at this.  What are the lessons from the past?  What are the short comings of the past?  What needs to be perfected here and now?"


We had an amazing little bitty bit of a girl named Claudia who showed us around Rome (ancient sites one day, the Vatican on another.)  At one point I said to her,  "I'm stunned by the paradox of ancient Roman culture.  On the one hand the conception, design and building of something like the Colosseum, without modern tools and equipment, required unimaginable sophistication and genius.  On the other hand, the Colosseum was built so that people could witness the most barbarian acts possible in a pleasant environment.  It's mind blowing."


Her response was so brilliant that I think I shall contemplate it for the rest of my life.  She said, "Romans were not philosophers, they were conquerors.  Look around.  Every Roman statue you see is an imitation of Greek art.  They didn't invent the math that created the plan for the Colosseum, they stole it from the Arabs.  Roman's didn't create anything, but they copied and amplified everything so magnificently that they stand out as great.  That's why Rome fell.  It wasn't based on anything original or unique."


Wow.  What an insightful comment.  Honestly, I felt that Claudia must have been channeling a member of the Red Council in that moment.  This little bitty avatar was saying, "Look at the magnificence, and look at the faulty thinking underlying it.  And now look at how modern Rome is trying to incorporate the glory of the past while compensating for the errors of the past.  This is the job of the Red Sphere."


I wonder if we know how to do that?  I wonder if people in 21st Century America know how to evaluate the errors of the past?  From my perspective we tend to deny them, ignore them, tear them down and build something better.  In order for the Red Sphere to begin to evolve - either toward Ruby or toward Coral - it must first flourish as Red.  Watch Rome.  It's on the brink of becoming a truly Coral Community with a Ruby Consciousness!
 

THE AMBER FIELD

I recently returned from a much needed family vacation.  We went to three cities in Italy–Rome, Florence and Venice–and then to two cities in France–Nice and Paris.  I noticed something in myself that had never really emerged in me before and that was that each city affected me so differently as to make me experience myself differently.  It felt that there was an "attitudinal mist" hovering over each city, and that by simply breathing the air, I became infused with the field of energy that each unique mist created.  I thought of them as color fields.  My next few blogs will be my attempts to describe them.

I'll start with Florence/Firenze, where I had such a strong sense of the evolution of Beauty that I can only call it an Amber Field.  (Beauty is in the Yellow Sphere, evolving toward Amber.)

In a sense amber is a perfect metaphor for the city of Firenze.  Amber is a gem stone that was at one time a fluid (sap in a tree) which over the centuries has solidified into a magnificent crystalline form refracting the light in a rich, honey-colored way for human eyes to enjoy. Sometimes an insect or another artifact from the past gets petrified inside the stone, bringing the past right into the present for our eyes to gently touch and awaken.

So it is with Firenze.  It's an ancient city which has crystallized into a shining gem.  Over the centuries many acts of God have tried to bury her.  With each flood or fire or quake, the citizens of the city have cleaned her up, polished her facets, and made her ever more beautiful.

When one walks in the streets of Florence, one can sense the molecules of the air as they deliver Beauty into your blood stream through your breath.  The preserved artifacts are more alluring than the tourist guides could ever hope to portray.  The attitude of the people is more generous and thoughtful than you dared to hope.  The color of the sky is more crisp than you ever imagined.  The sunset bathes the city in the signature color–Amber.

The Amber Sphere is the sphere of Sophia–Divine Wisdom.  In A Colorful Life I describe the council of Sophia thusly:  

The Council of Sophia will bestow grace to the human realm.  Grace in this sense refers to the unconditional and undeserved love that showers human consciousness with the divine rain of spiritual well-being.  Sophia, the Divine Mother of Humanity, grants universal love to each individual.  The Council of Sophia will strive to engage with every human who opens to its frequency, and to shower each person with the sense of being totally loved.

I felt myself bathed in Amber energy in Florence.  It's no surprise that so many important artists spent their foundational years there.  A city that opens one's heart so thoroughly would of course produce talent of this calibre.

This trip made me wonder whether every city has a "host council."  Perhaps where the density of humans hovers into clusters, like cities, an overall energy pervades that area, and one of the color councils takes up residence there.  I'm pretty sure that Divine Wisdom lives in Firenze, Italy.  My own Sun principle, Humility, is one that also evolves into the Amber Sphere.  I must say that I felt myself being "more of myself" than usual as I strolled through each delightfully burnished street and absorbed every edifice of every ancient building.  When I returned home I reread my own words about the Council of Sophia (words that I don't remember having written), and sighed contentedly.

The Council of Sophia manages the destiny of each person, as well as the destiny of humanity.  Each of us has a destiny.  It is known to us between lives, but mostly forgotten during incarnations.  The Sophianic masters will help us remember our destiny while we are living it, as we open ourselves to the frequency of this sphere.  And as we remember our personal destiny, we will also remember that our collective destiny depends on our actualization as individuals and our conscious interdependence with all sentient beings.

I'm so grateful to have been reminded of my own destiny.  Can you think of a city where you felt your own destiny surging through your veins?

VIOLET EVOLVES TO ROSE QUARTZ

So far in these posts I've pointed to how we can observe the evolution of the color spheres at work in the world.  Today I want to describe a way to participate in this evolution yourself.

This week I was privileged to choreograph a house blessing for the new home of a dear friend.  I thought of the Violet Sphere of Ceremony and Architecture as I designed the way we would create the space in which my friend will flourish in the next few years.

A Violet Sphere ceremony is one in which the ceremonialist and the participants lay the ground work for a desired outcome. Participation in such a ceremony demands evolution into the Rose Quartz Sphere of Mastery and Observation, because after the ceremony concludes the next step IS to pull back and observe how the energetic intention of the ceremonialists manifests.

In the case of this particular house blessing, all the participants will now lovingly witness how our beloved friend thrives and prospers in her new environment.

The intention of the ceremony was to create four fields of blessing around the owner's new home, so that any person, any thing, or any energy that enters that home will be aligned with the highest purpose of the owner by the time it reaches the interior of the house.

The twelve people who were there to assist took their stations:  four at the outer corners of the property line, four at the corners of the outside walls of the house, two half way between the property line and the house - one in the back yard one in the front, and two inside the house.  The job of these people was to watch as the owner created energetic fields of blessing around her house. (Rose Quartz shows up already!)

As the four blessings were performed, the witnesses observed the creation of four globes of blessing surrounding the home.  The owner of the home created the "equator" of each of these spheres so that the home is held in the center of four concentric bubbles of light.

The blessings were as follows:

1.  First, the owner of the house moved in a clockwise direction (starting in the East) around the inside external walls of the house carrying a bowl of smoking sage.  With a feather she created a "line" of sage around the home giving thanks to the builders, architects and past owners of the home.  Every electrical socket, every water faucet, every air conditioning vent, every threshold into the home was particularly blessed.  She asked for permission to become the new steward of the home, asked for the protection of these walls, and asked that any people, animals, objects, or energies that entered the home from that moment own would be in alignment with her own highest life purpose.

2.  Next the owner went outside and using organic tobacco and walking in a clockwise direction (starting in the East), she created a second "equator" round the outside of the home.  As she did so, she gave thanks for and acknowledged the boundary between nature and manmade structure, and she expressed her gratitude for being the next occupant of this beautiful edifice.  Again she asked that this sphere of blessing transform any energies entering this home so that they would be in alignment with her own good.

3.  Half way between the walls of the home and the property line, she created a third equator, also with the tobacco, also in the clockwise direction.  This time she honored the nature spirits, the trees and plants, the ancestors of the land.  She asked their permission to become their new steward.  She asked for their protection and for participation in transforming all energies that crossed these energetic boundaries.  And she promised to take care of the property lovingly.

4.  At the property's edge, she created the fourth equator.  This time she acknowledged the power of boundary between neighbors, as well as the solidarity between neighbors.  Again, she asked for permission to be the new neighbor - the new steward.  Again she asked the earth devas to create a globe of divine protection and blessing around her new home.  Again she pledged her energy to caring for this land.

With the ceremony complete, we all stood back and bore witness.  The house seemed to shimmer.  The trees seemed particularly joyful.  The energy of the new property glowed.  We had participated in a ceremony of Unity - in which the home became simultaneously a unique configuration of energy, but also a unified partner with the energies of the community.  The house itself evolved as we observed.

Now we will all watch with loving hearts as our friend moves into her new home, starts this new phase of her life, flourishes in the richness of these blessings.

If you were there, I urge you to add comments and your observation.  If you were not there, I urge you to use this ceremony around your own home, whether it's new or not!

Sweet Dreams
Connie

DECONSTRUCTION OF RED

As we observe Red Sphere of Will and Power deconstruct itself, our emotions activate, don't they?  The old definition of power seems to fly right out the window when things like Twitter, Face Book, You Tube, and a new style of investigative reporting (called blogging) enters the equation.  In the old system, "power" involved achieving some sort of authority over other people, maintaining a hold on that position, and manipulating that authority (not always for nefarious purposes, but usually as a means to holding the reins) so that it serves your own best interest while appearing to be "good" for all.

Also, too often, "power" involved a sort of entitlement that allowed the person in such a position to feel that he or she is above the law, and that he or she holds the prerogative to lie both to himself and to the world about the ethical, moral and legal status of his actions. "Power breeds corruption" is more than a catchy phrase.  It's been very true.

And then, BAM!  Here comes the truth-telling of social media.  Of course, not everything that appears on the Internet is "true." (Did you hear that Sarah Palin's team actually rewrote the tale of Paul Revere on Wikipedia this week so that her complete misunderstanding of his ride would sound true?  Ewww.) BUT, lies seem to find their way to the front of the line, and the whole world relishes in watching a heretofore "powerful person" dig his or her own power grave!  That's when our emotions activate.  We find ourselves being happy at someone's demise–or horrified, or irritated, or frightened, or indignant, or sad.  We find ourselves entering into very odd and highly animated conversations about whether sexting is cheating, or whether hiding one's mistress and love child is misuse of public funds, and whether questions like "what have you learned from this experience" is a gotcha question.

The only important question is this:  what is power?  It turns out that the Red Sphere is transforming - mutating really.  Power used to be about authority.  But guess what?  It turns out that Truth trumps authority.  Truth calls on each of us, asking us to step out of the cancerous morphic field that has allowed us to live with our heads in the sands of popular opinion and convenient lies, and start investigating our reality and weighing it against the feather of Truth.  It is possible for you to live in the world and not be of it.  It is possible for you to recognize the truth about power.  It is possible for you to live as a radiant emissary from the transformed Red Sphere, allowing Truth to be the power and Integrity to be the will in the Sphere of Will and Power.   Perhaps the name will change:  The Red Sphere of Truth and Integrity

Opal Just Keeps On Trying

In our color work, the Opal Sphere is the sphere of cosmic truth.  To study the Opal Sphere is to look for ways that cosmic truth reflects itself in the realm of duality and relative truth.  Cosmic truth has nothing to which to compare itself.   Cosmic Truth is "isness."  It is beingness "without a why."  It's a little hard to find Cosmic Truth in this crazy world of ours.

From A Colorful Life we read:  The Opal Council's primary job is to blend all the spheres together by using a mixture of cosmic truth and relative truth as the glue. As the multicolored bubbles of truth permeate each sphere, they carry with them reflections of the truth of all the other spheres. This is the deep secret of the other side of the rainbow frequencies: Every sphere has all the information of every other sphere available to it.

I see the Opal Sphere TRYING to illuminate Cosmic Truth in so many areas of our life.  I wonder if we could bring some up for discussion.

I'll start by mentioning the "greeners"  (people who are trying to take the reins of our ecology) and conversely the "deniers."  Of course the most interesting aspect of the debate about global climate change and global pollution is that both sides end up using the same argument:  Armageddon.  One side says we humans are responsible for destroying our resources, killing thousands of species, melting our ice caps, and jeopardizing our children's and grand children's futures if we don't change right now - and by the way it may be too late.  The other says that we humans don't have the power or authority to destroy the planet, but God does, and he will soon, and Jesus will come and it will all be okay.  Of course those are the extreme ends of the argument.  I'm just saying that unfortunately the conversation focuses mostly on fear, guilt, shame, and ultimate damnation or redemption, depending on how much you believe in magical endings.

But if you listen carefully, mostly to yourself, but also to a precious few who dare to speak, you know that the real issue is not destruction, but re-structuring our use of energy.  The Cosmic Truth lies somewhere in our knowing that sustainable, renewable, efficient, non-polluting, non-toxic sources of energy are fully available free of charge from the Cosmic Energy Source.  The Opal Council tries tirelessly to get our attention and point us in that direction.  Can you hear them?

Ruby Sphere - What IS Christ Consciousness?

The idea of Christ Consciousness has always frightened me a bit.  It seems too "love and light" to ever achieve.  To have Christ Consciousness, don't you have to compare yourself to Jesus?  Isn't that the height of arrogance?

This week I've been thinking about that as I've watched Brother Weather rip across our country, demolishing homes, killing some people, injuring others, and frightening others. How does Christ Consciousness view something that seems so NOT "love and light?"

It occurs to me that Christ Consciousness is actually more deconstruct and reconstruct than it is "love and light."

I spoke with a Native American man a few weeks ago who lives on a reservation just north of Santa Barbara, CA. Standing out in the hills one day, he felt the earth start to roll under his feet.  He described what he later learned was a 6.8 earthquake as the most energizing and exciting moment he'd ever experienced.  There were no homes there to be leveled, no buildings to fall on him, no lives in the balance. i.e. nothing to fear.  "Mother Earth rocked me like the rock of ages!" he sang, vaguely borrowing from Paul Simon's tune.

Periodically, Mother Nature shows us that it's important to deconstruct.  She shakes, she ignites and burns, she floods, her winds blow, her snows fall.  And if we humans ride along with her deconstruction, we get to witness the reconstruction.  The quakes bring new soil to the surface.  The floods deposit new soil on the surface.  The winds blow away what's no longer needed.  The snows melt as the spring flowers pop through.  If we humans don't amplify the deconstruction by building levees that don't hold, building nuclear plants too close to the shore, building our homes in the dry and fire-prone forests, building dams that create drought areas, we instead celebrate with the Earth as she demonstrates Christ Consciousness:  deep understanding of the power of cycles alongside wise decisions that partner us with that power.

Yes, it's horrible and sad and heartbreaking to witness the people of Japan, the people of Alabama and the other harshly affected Southern states, the people of Haiti, the flood victims of Australia - on and on our hearts can be broken again and again.  But I wonder if the true work of the Ruby Sphere is to teach us to hold both ends of this spectrum in equal balance:  celebration of Nature, alongside grief that humans suffer.

I'm reminded of a Hafiz poem - if I remember it correctly:

my house burned down last night.  
now I have a better view of the moon.

Indigo - Small and Stubborn

When you look a the rainbow, the teeny tiny sliver of indigo between blue and violet is almost indiscernible.  But there it is, tenaciously holding its position.

So it is with the Indigo Sphere.  I think the people of that sphere want to evolve, but something keeps them from just putting down their end of the rope, thus making tug-o-war impossible to play.

I spoke to an old friend this week.  He has the principle of Love in his chart twice (Sun and Mercury) and Creativity once (Ascendant.)  This guy has some Indigo goin' on!  How can Love and Creativity not want to evolve to Rose Quartz, I ask you?  We talked for over an hour, and a good portion of the time was spent with my listening the problems he's having with his church. It's a liberal/conservative conflict within the Presbyterian church.  The conservatives want to secede (my word, not his) and the liberals say "fine, give us your property deed and start your own church."  The conservatives say "from my cold dead hands" (my words not his) and the liberals say "we'll see you in court."  He's on the conservative side of this argument, and he constantly used terms demonizing the libs.  The only thing I could say to him was, "This is why I don't go to church."  That upset him, too, because he knows me as the preacher's kid who SHOULD be going to church because that was the way I was raised.

This is a classic Indigo argument.  It's almost laughable.  This is not Jews vs. Muslims.  This is not Shi'a vs Sunni.  This is Presbyterians suing each other!  Presbyterians!  Please.

I spoke to yet another childhood friend today who told me about a trip to his mother's hometown to visit his mother's and grandmother's graves.  It's a very very small town in Texas, but it has two cemeteries - one for the Baptists and one for the Methodists.  Surely the two can't spend an eternity buried next to each other.  He had to go to both cemeteries (on opposite sides of the town), as his grandmother was a Baptist, and his mother a Methodist.  (She converted when she married a Methodist, like ya do.)

The Indigo Sphere is the Sphere of Idealism and Devotion.  And indeed, both idealism and devotion are essential in a life with meaning.  One must have ideals in order to strive.  One must be disciplined and devoted in order to achieve.  Yet, when one becomes bull-doggish about his or her ideals and tunnel visioned about his or her devotion . . . well that's why wars are fought, walls are built, mistrust and hatred are fomented.

I wonder whether you have Indigo in your garment pattern?  And I wonder if you're seeing it evolve?  Love and Creativity are trying to evolve to Rose Quartz/ Mastery and Observation.  Innocence and Attraction are trying to evolve to Tanzanite/Trust and Initiation.  Seems to me that this one is having a hard time budging toward the other side of the rainbow.  Is that true in your life?

Peridot Revolution

Recently I got stuck in an oh-so-last-century way of thinking.  It involved a doctor who told me that I HAD to take a certain medication or I might have a stroke or a heart attach and die.  Even though the 21^st Century, evolved part of me knows that I have bad reactions to chemical drugs, I took the doctor’s advice.  I had a bad reaction.  Really bad.  Really really really bad. So I’m calling for an all-out Peridot Revolution.

The over-riding goal of this color work is to learn to accurately (and generously) interpret reality.  The focus of the work is to remember that life is not all about “me,” (my fears, my concerns, my history.)  Rather, as we study these colors together we learn to live within and interpret the circumstances of our lives from a larger context that is holistic.

Too often spiritual practitioners are other-world based.  We’re either about transcending this world, or we’re about looking forward to a “better place.”  For it to be worthwhile, spiritual practice must become this-world based.  We’re looking for practices which help us simultaneously understand that we’re multi-dimensional, (not to be confused with “other worldly”), and that we’re profoundly present in every dimension right now!

Peridot merges the Yellow Sphere (pure light) and the Green Sphere (matter in its purest form.)  And as Peridot emerges it will have its greatest influence in the scientific fields:  medicine, ecology, economy, even philosophy and theology are going to shift into subtler, less black-and-white and more situational sciences. The answer to the question “what is the meaning of life?” is going to become clearer, because it is going to include a proper balance between spirit and matter, other dimensions and this concrete one.

So what is this Perdiot Revolution?  I’m asking us to push the river a bit.  Rather than wait for our consciousness to expand, let’s expand and simultaneously ground our awareness together right now.  Let’s learn how to interpret our lives with deeper appreciation for our multi-dimensionality.  For example, when doctors tell us we need to follow certain protocols, let’s remember how to take all the factors (seen and unseen) into our decision-making.

Let’s revolt.  Let’s come together, even though we are relatively small numbers, in a mutually supportive community.  Let’s tell each other about Peridot-influenced data we come across.  Let’s alert each other to Peridot purchases we can make.  Let’s let each other know about Peridot literature, research, products, organizations, and opportunities.  Let’s leap across the rainbow together, so that none of us find ourselves ensnared in old thinking any longer!

Ideas????

The Deconstruction of Blue

I've been wondering lately where logic and reason went.  It seems as if they've lost their grip in the world.  We have politicians who say they want smaller and less intrusive government while trying to pass laws about what we can do in our bedrooms and doctors' offices.  We have economists who are explaining to us that gas prices are going up because of Libya without accounting for the mind-bending billions of dollars in bonuses oil company executives receive annually.  We have ministers who claim to be Christian while preaching the anti-gospel message of hating the poor and turning our backs on the sick.  We have scientists who are willing to be paid to deny the existence of global climate change.  It sometimes appears that there is no shred of the Blue Sphere of Reasoning and Abstract Thinking left in our public dialog.

Of course I realize that these illogical voices are most likely not representing the majority opinion.  But I would be foolish to deny that they are the loudest voices, and that they seem to be "winning" the argument.    That begs the question:  why?  Why are we allowing lies and corruption and misinformation to be the norm?

I think it's less nefarious than it appears on the surface.

The four principles that combine to create the Blue Sphere are Purity, Flowering, Focus and Peace.  In the process of evolving, Purity and Focus are moving toward the Turquoise Sphere of Logos and Flowering and Peace are moving toward the Tanzanite Sphere of Trust and Initiation.

Contemplate these movements for a moment.  While Purity and Focus release their insistent hold on "just the facts" in order to move toward a purified truth (the facts don't always tell the whole truth!), the flaw with the "just the facts" mentality shows itself.  The fact that the revolution in Libya may in some way influence the transportation of oil to the US somehow justifies in the minds of oil companies that the gas prices must go up right now out of our fear of the future.  None of that line of thinking begins to embrace the real fact - that oil companies are simply, in Mayor-elect Emanuel's words, "not letting a good crisis go to waste."  And even more importantly, that fact doesn't even vaguely include the purified truth that we need to stop using oil in the first place. Do you see that as the Blue Sphere begins to deconstruct, the lies that have been woven into our system begin to reveal themselves?

On the other end of the Blue Sphere, Flowering and Peace move toward the Tanzanite Sphere of Trust and Initiation.  At one point in our evolutionary growth, life changed according to the facts.  To use a broad-strokes example, when the earth became overpopulated with plants, too much oxygen began to choke life.  So, lungs evolved - oxygen-breathing animals created the balance.  This kind of evolution is no longer the whole picture.  We don't evolve just out of survival needs any longer.  Now consciousness itself is evolving.  Flowering becomes less scientific and more a case of trusting a divine plan and allowing the evoked initiation to occur.

I'm suggesting here that as we witness the depressing and frustrating events of our daily news, we might also want to keep in mind that we are participating in the deconstruction of the Blue Sphere so that the more expansive Turquoise and Tanzanite spheres might thrive.

Coral shows up big time

In our color work, Coral is the Sphere of Synthesis and Surrender.  It is the sphere in which communities form, not necessarily around proximity and geography, but rather around a consensus of ideas and collective wisdom.  These are groups that exist in a morphic field of resonance, and whose governing decisions include what is best for the whole planet, for all beings, for the sustaining systems that nourish Life itself.

I'm watching the Coral Council at work in the world right now in ways we may not have expected!  The Sphere or Synthesis and Surrender sounds like a relatively quiet, go to your knees kind of energy.  And yet, what else would you call the people in Wisconsin assembling to peacefully petition their government? This is a coral event?  What else can we call the overturning of despots in the Middle East, but a coral revolution?

The Red Sphere of Will and Power doesn't bow easily to surrender and synthesis.  The Red Sphere often doesn't negotiate or compromise.  Changing the structure on which the Red Sphere has rooted itself must become so necessary and so obvious that there is no other choice.  That's not to say that the Red Sphere is the root of evil.  In fact, it is the foundation of stability, and without it there could be no culture, no society, no civilization.  But, when it comes time to rearrange the way in which a culture (or if you're dealing with yourself - a personality) operates, the shift feels like an earthquake.

The Coral Sphere blends the Red Sphere of  Will and Power with the Orange Sphere of Wisdom and Compassion.  How can we help?  Well, of course, first we take inventory of whether and how we do that in our own lives.  But how can we help the Coral Revolution that's popping up world-wide?

Try this:  Imagine you're in Madison, or Tripoli, or wherever you feel called to witness the people doing the work of the sphere.  Pull your attention about 30 feet above the heads of the crowd.  Imagine a coral colored rain cloud, sprinkling synthesis and surrender on them.  Simultaneously, bring the governing bodies against whom these crowds are pushing into the mix and imagine them also being imbued with this coral-frequency rain.  Without judgment about what "should" happen, surrender your own energy to the coral council, assisting them in entering the situation.

Comments, please!

cck

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