Wednesday, June 27, 2018

The Magical Path__episode01

   When you are a young Troll, such as Rusty and his sister, Misty, the world is full of magical things to learn about. They would often go on strolls through the woods, looking for interesting stones and guessing what magical properties might be found in each. It was on one  such expedition that Misty called attention to a pretty yellow stone that Rusty was about to step on.  
   "Pay attention, brother. You don't want to squish the magic out of it, before we've even picked it up."  Rusty picked up the stone and brushed the dirt off on his pants.

Attempting to place the newfound stone in their collection pot, it seemed to jump  clear and land on the ground.
   "Clumsy me", he mumbled as he bent to pick it up again, this time determined to get a firm grip on their new found treasure. He was not about to let it escape again.

   As he moved his clenched fist to the collection pot, he could feel the stone start to vibrate. Suddenly, his hand was pulled forward, with so much force that he began to run, to keep it from pulling his arm from his shoulder.

   Misty grabbed him by the belt, to help Rusty get back in control, but only managed to get pulled along, so fast that her feet seldom touched the ground. She quickly stopped her screams of protest, when she realized this was the most fun she had known in many moons.

   Their flight soon brought them to the door of a large stone building, with no windows, right in the middle of nowhere. The stone forced Rusty's fist to knock on the door. "I hope you were dropping bread crumbs" he said, because neither of them had ever been to this part of the woods before.

   The door opened and they were welcomed in by a charming blonde Elf. "Welcome Seekers", she chimed, "If you've come to be students of White Magic, my name is Amity and you have found your way to the right place".

    "students?, found? That rock dragged us here", piped in Rusty as he added the after thought, "...but do tell us more about learning White Magic, We are very interested in that subject". With that, he opened his hand to show the stone and it promptly took to the air, flew across the room and landed in the weighing pan, bringing the scale into perfect balance.

   "The stone is called `The Golden Gatherer' and its purpose is to help Seekers of knowledge to find their teacher", Amity informed them.

   "Clever stone", Misty said with a big grin.

   The fireplace, or hearth, is the heart of any home and, with or without flames, is a great place to have conversations that get everybody in focus.

   Amity gently steered her students to the stove, to prepare their minds for the first lesson.

   From seemingly nowhere, Amity pulled out a magic wand and tapped the oven, producing a viewing screen that showed images from her mind.

   "We can use my thought screen", she began, "to help you get a better picture of the things we will be talking about".

   Amity began the first lesson with a question, designed to get Rusty and Misty thinking in the right direction.

   "When you make magic, it makes things, but the power used comes from the realm of no things. The power comes from you, but that's the easy part to figure out. The tricky bit is discovering who, or what you really are. Who do you think will be doing the magic that I will teach you?"

   Ever the know-it-all, Rusty patted himself on the chest and announced, "It's me, me, ME! I am the one that will do the magic".

   "Not so fast, little fellow", Amity cautioned. "Your eyes take you to new vistas to explore and your feet carry you there. Your hands have made things from wood, stone and cloth, but they cannot touch that which has no form and can't even be seen. We are looking for the part of you that is using your body as a vehicle or tool, by the real you that is using this tool to experience things. You could say that the real you is somewhere inside of the physical form".

   "I think I know what you mean". Misty volunteered. "Sometimes I feel like I'm really a tiny version of me, that lives inside my head and has two eyes for windows. My Grandmother always says, the eyes are the windows to the soul. My guess is that the real me is a soul".

   "Now you're headed in the right direction", Amity said with a smile, "...but the soul is also just another tool that the real you is using. It's like a doorway, between the form and formless realms. We are looking for the you that is using the soul as a tool".

Amity explained that we each have many bodies to use for gaining new experiences, even above the level of soul. Since our real selves are eternal, we also have forms on many different scales, from the size of stars all the way down to smaller than scientists have yet to imagine,

   With that news, Rusty sprouted some translucent wings and began floating a foot above the floor. "I think we have an angel inside of us", he announced dramatically. I've heard the Elders say, that when we pass from the world of forms, our angel comes out and goes to the world of spirits,"

   "You're getting very much closer now", Amity assured him. As his wings vanished and his tail end was reunited with the floor, his sister stood and crossed her hands over her heart. As she looked up, she was bathed in a bright white light. "I've heard the Elders say that 'Ye are gods'. Perhaps we each have a little piece of the earth mother, Mama G, inside of us", Misty announced with great joy.
   Amity put an illustration, on the thought screen, showing a big flame which was made from many smaller flames. She then explained that all things are living creatures. They get their life from the thoughts of a creator that is the center of the biggest flame of all. The Great Creator can be called by many different names, but is a being in an eternal realm. Even the best of eyes will fail to see the size of the Great Flame at the end of eternity, because eternity excludes beginnings and endings.

Just then, the class was interrupted by a loud knock at the door. Amity waved her hand and the door opened. A young, enthusiastic, but hesitant Dwarf entered the laboratory and introduced himself.
   "Greetings, sisters and brother. My name is Woodard, but friends just call me 'Woody', he proclaimed.  "I was out chopping wood, near my home and a red bird landed on my pile of logs. It took me by surprise, when the bird began to talk to me."
    Woody went on to explain the things the bird had told him. A spirit had told the bird that Woody was being summoned to join a class on the ways of  the Path of White Magic. The spirit asked the bird to guide Woody to Amity's laboratory.

"Well, welcome to the class!", Amity announced, as she touched his hand. With that touch, she gave his mind the memories of the class, so far, so it now felt, to him, like he had been there from the start.
   Amity motioned him to come in and join the class, but to mind where he steps. Somewhere in the room, she had a clockwork squirrel roaming about, getting into things. Looking over her shoulder, she spotted Neville, trying to open a jar of almond butter.

Woody remembered that, so far, he had been missing from the conversation, so it was probably his turn to share his ideas. He offered a proposal that, since we are all parts of an eternal thought and part of that thought on every level, it doesn't matter 'who' we are as much as 'what' our job is, regardless of what level we are working on. He has heard many different names for an ax, but they all have the same what for. They all chop things up.

"Good point, Woody", Amity responded. She then offered to give them an example of the kind of work our center of being does. She raised her right hand and two large, colorful gems appeared above it. She then asked Woody if he was told that he could take whichever one he desired most, but that one gem brings good luck and the other disaster. How will he know which to pick? Woody began to wave his hand, slowly over the two gems, to get a feel of their energy. Each of his senses had its own input. One gem might have had a better feel, but the other was a prettier color. Remembering things that the colors stood for, like red for hot and blue for cool was of little help, because sometimes it's cool to be hot and hot to be cool. Words change their meaning with time.

   Amity projected an image of the world behind her and made an announcement.
   " There is always a red and a blue side, to everything in the world of duality. The trick is, we must use our minds, to imagine zooming out to see things in the big picture, from ALL Sides at the same time".

   Misty had been very inspired by the conversation and, with a bright smile, raised and waved her right hand."I think I have the answer to 'what' we are in our center. We are That Which Decides."

   Rusty got a bit inspired with that idea and came up with a theory of his own. "If the center is That Which Decides, then perhaps the outer flames would each have a name for the center which has the meaning of 'I am becoming that which I decide to become'", he offered.
   Just then, a puff of smoke billowed in their midst and a little old gnome appeared and praised the students for a great job of learning the first lesson.

   Amity introduced the gnome to the class. "This is Merle Havgud and he is the Master Magician that taught me White Magic. I'm sure he will be popping in on us, from time to time, to help with the lessons".

   "Yes indeed" the Master answered. "In the next lesson, I will explain the duality mentioned, because this illusion must be overcome before you can use magic to create forms."

Be sure to join us for our next class on White Magic

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Sunday, June 17, 2018


Knowing of Sha's love of adventures, her fans often write, to share their adventures with her. Recently, she got a letter from her old friend, Stacy, from Oklahoma. If this letter had come from a distant sim in second life, there would be nothing unusual about it, but as we said, this letter came from the real life Oklahoma, USA. Is the story true or false? We each have to decide that for ourselves, but I think we might all agree that the story is indeed worthy of our consideration.

Here is Stacy's letter

Dear Sha,
   Last spring, while sitting around my fire pit in the back yard, (which I consider part of my sacred ground) I was contemplating life when a cardinal landed on a branch I had in the pit.

 After taking flight several times and landing for a short period of time, he finally looked at me and said,  
 “Stacy, life isn't so complicated. Just be you.  But understand who and what you really are. I'm just a bird, but I also have a mission in the overall scheme of things; however, because I'm not human, I am without karma to keep me in check.
 We, in the animal kingdom, don't hold grudges nor do we hate or dislike, and we don't kill for sport or reward and we don't even badmouth anybody. Because we don't think of these things, we don't have karma to balance. We all have accomplishments that must be obtained every time we go through life's reincarnation cycles, but only you guys, man, have karma and that's the one important cosmic entity that should be kept in mind with each thought.
 Peace is the supreme feeling one should hold dear in thought. If one does not have peace within himself, he cannot ascend the ladder of enlightenment. When one awakens in the morning, he should cocoon himself in peace and tranquility and carry those feelings and thoughts within him throughout the day. Don't beat yourself up trying to figure it all out. Just relax and keep feelings of peace within your mindset all during the day, and then only peace can attach to you. It's really that simple.
 Well, I have to get busy and finish building my nest before the old lady ruffles my feathers! Oh and, hey...don't be burning all my nest wood, please.”
 And just like that, the red bird took flight, leaving me in wonderment of his philosophy. Maybe life is just that simple, I thought. Maybe if we started each day in the mood and mindset of peace, then maybe, just maybe, it might balance things we can't do for ourselves and we're creating our day's expectations by our thoughts, and that's where it really begins; and you know something? It works.

 Several weeks ago, I was preparing a woodpile in my fire pit in the backyard for an  evening bonfire that I hoped would last late into the night. I had the proper amount of wood for a nice steady burn that would last until about midnight. I also had several large logs that would smolder through the night and allow me to finish the rest of the unburned wood the following day or evening without having to light a new fire.
 The evening turned out to be a delightful one. The temperature was in the 70's and the sky was a bit overcast with the smell of rain on the horizon and a refreshingly light breeze. I was just starting to ignite the fire when an old friend of mine appeared quite suddenly, almost out of the blue.
 It was that red bird. Remember that male cardinal who visited with me several months ago in the spring and told me not to burn all the good nest- building wood I had available? I was starting to begin another bonfire at that time also. Yes, it was the same little guy and he addressed me again by name, and again with a warm welcome.

 "Hi Stacy. What have you been up to, my man?" the cardinal asked without hesitation. 
 He seemed to be as happy and delighted to see me as I was to see him. Not knowing exactly what to say or what to talk to him about, I quickly asked if he and his mate had built their nest and raised little ones.

 “Well, hello there, my friend!  How are you?  Have you and your lady built your nest yet?  Are you raising any little ones?”
 "Oh yes. We had three eggs but one got blown out of the nest early. You know how bad some of these storms can be around here. Anyway, we have two robust young ones who are beginning to eat on their own. I'm happy about that because it gives me and my lady more time to socialize. I had extra time today, so I thought I'd stop by and visit with you, if you don't mind.”
 Can you imagine that? Sure I have time to talk to any bird who addresses me by name and speaks my language! I may be crazy, but I'm not totally nuts. I don't think so, anyway. But maybe you'll have to ask the bird about that one.

 “So, have you given any thought to what we previously spoke about, and what I said to you regarding what life is (and is not) supposed to be about?”
 “As a matter of fact, I have looked at and considered, some serious aspects of your concerns.  I agree with you that life should not be looked at as being so serious that it becomes an extreme drama instead of a pleasurable experience.  One can live this lifetime, or a hundred lifetimes, and it matters not to anyone except oneself.”
 I was relaying those thoughts and concerns to him when, all of a sudden, the cardinal inhaled deeply then ruffled his chest feathers while folding back his wings. Then, he hopped up and flew from his perch, only to return immediately.
 "I was just looking to see where my lady is and who she's visiting with. We always try to keep a close eye on each other and the little ones, if possible. You know we red birds and bluebirds are really a tightly-knit group."
 “What I mean to say is that I know that we, of the lower animal kingdom, are the ones below the status of man.  You are the gifted animal with speech and reasoning and the rest of us cannot speak out in words for ourselves, so we have to adhere to and speak through you and your spoken words or your world of symbols.”
 “Anyway, you or someone else like you, who can speak, read and write is going to have to tell the others to stop poisoning the air, earth, water and leave alone what's left of life's spirit. We, who are in the lower animal kingdom, are already dying off in large numbers. Please try to do something to bring a stop, or at least a slowing down, to this process of eradication. It's affecting us all simultaneously."
 I understood what he was saying and I knew it was the keystone to this change if indeed it could happen. But where does one start, I thought? Granted, I knew a change had to be made, but was it done by calls for action from the top or from calls of action from the bottom. Just where does it start?
  "It starts at the bottom where we are and it's still the right thing to do to apply this philosophy of one person at a time, spreading it by understanding within the proximity of another and, if done properly, this approach still works.”
 “I vow to do my best to fulfill your request.”
 Yesterday, while preparing another bonfire, this one in tribute to the people affected by hurricane Harvey, my cardinal friend once again flew in for a visit. 
 "Hi, Stacy. It’s good to be able to see and speak with you again. Of course I see you all the time while you're working in the back yard, but the pleasure is mine in having enough of God's grace to speak with a human. I didn't tell you this before, but I tried speaking with a couple of your neighbors before I finally made contact with you.”
 “The guy who lives down the street over there" [Bird motions with a twitch of his head] I knew exactly who he was talking about. "was drinking and he was just starting to light a small fire when I flew up and landed on a perch and introduced myself and called him by name. I think it scared the crap out of him so bad that he quit drinking and I haven’t seen him out there preparing another fire since then. His eyes got so big I thought they were going to fall out of his head when I spoke his name.  I really didn't mean to scare him that bad. The other neighbor was a small woman a couple doors down. She was buzzed a little on some smoke, but she sat there and listened to me for a little while and then shook her head, put the bud down and just said ‘no’. Then she got up and went into the house. You're the only one who ever listened to me and we seem to have a good connection. What do you think?"
 It seemed he was being quite a motor mouth for some reason but I wasn't going to interrupt any bird speaking my language and addressing me by name, and also one I considered a friend. I mean, let's face it. We all have grand illusions of someday having some unthinkable good fortune happening to us at some point in our lives, but hell, this was serious communication with a cardinal, and somehow this outshone even my expectations. However I am content to be awarded with this as my gift.
 “Hey, you know something? I don’t even know your name, if indeed you guys have names”

 "My name is Kroh. In the cardinal world, my name, Kroh, carries a high status of recognition. Obviously even you can see that because I talk and communicate with you, right? Not just any bird, or even any cardinal, can connect with a human and when we do, it's for more divine reasons than to just chit-chat.  But I think you’ve figured that one out already."
 My mind was processing his words. He always did speak to me about matters of importance and I knew this conversation was going to be a meaningful one also, but somehow he seemed to be a little anxious in his presentation of thoughts, and I felt he knew of something important that he wanted to relay to me in a timely manner.

 Before I could utter a word, another smaller cardinal flew up and landed on a lower perch, not more that a foot from Kroh.

  "This is my son, Rak.  I want you to meet him. I've told him about you. As a matter of fact, all the birds know about you and my conversations with you and they are all envious. But that’s an understandable thing in the lower animal kingdom because we are all in it together and for the betterment of all. This is something we wish you humans would go back to doing and believing in because what you're doing now is killing us all.  Stacy, think about it and go about awakening whoever it is that has to be awakened and have them please do something to stop what they are doing, and do it ASAP. What they don't seem to understand is that it's happening to them also, unless there is a shadow being that lives without the convenience of the physical world."
 His conversation caught my attention and neither tornado, hurricane nor earthquake could have driven my attention elsewhere. Kroh had my full attention.
 “We need to hurry off, to see about that bird cry which sounds as if there is some distress.  We shall pick up our conversation when we meet again.”
 What did he mean by a “shadow entity” ? It would have to be one of intelligence or, if not, of what use would it be? However the thought of an intellectual non-human entity making decisions on its own without regards to man seemed quite impossible, yet possible at the same time. I knew we'd catch up with this conversation on our next visit, but it was getting dark and I had to light the fire for the night, so I didn't expect them back that day.
 I'll catch everyone up when I see Kroh again. But remember, I saw him twice in just a short time, although it was several months after the first time we met, so it could be soon or not so soon.

Wednesday, December 27, 2017

Inculcating Virtues and Super Powers

Inculcating Virtues and Super Powers
   For nearly half a century, I have been teaching how to become a Saint. I am using the word "Saint" to mean one who has, through years of practical experience, acquired an above "normal" amount of virtue. The best technique for acquiring virtue is to name and practice by emulation or acting as if we have these virtues. A list of these virtues include Patience, Kindliness, Efficiency, Precision, Charity, Devotion, Sicerity, Courage, Forbearance, Tolerance, Discrimination and Humility. The primary reason for practicing virtue is to become virtuous, but there are other "side effects" that come with virtue. A virtuous person will also receive "Gifts of the Spirit", also known as Siddhis or Supernatural powers.
    The lower plains follow the higher ones, like iron filings on a magnet. By imagining in our mind's eye, we cause the physical to follow the image. If picturing ourselves as becoming more virtuous helps achieve that end, it follows that imagining gaining supernatural powers will also speed up the process, as long as we are motivated to be good because it is good to be good and not because it gives you more super powers.  Alas, I don't recall ever seeing a list of powers that come with sainthood or from becoming part of "Atoms" and "Molecules", so I can't list them, like I did with the virtues. What I can do is to begin compiling a list, in the hope that readers can add to it. Such a list of "super powers" would be based on reports of abilities, said to had by disciples and Masters of various forms of yoga. See if you can add to the list.

Supernatural Powers
> Abilities to heal and even raise the dead.
> Ability to prolong life for thousands of years, although not immortal.
> Ability to bilocate, be in two places at the same time.
> overcome time and space, traveling to anywhere or when in the universe.
> Can see into the hearts and minds of others.
>  Can walk on water.
> Can fly.
> Can control the weather.
> Can change bodily functions that are normally automatic, like heart rate, body temperature, etc.
> Pereives the inner workings, principles, that govern nature.
> Can teach and be understood by all, even if they speak different languages.
> Can communicate with all life forms, from the least to the greatest, even so called inorganic forms.
> High degree of skill and knowledge in many fields of art and science.
> Their words "ring true" and attract groups of Seekers of Truth.
> They live humble lives, but are often deified after their passing.
   As I said, this list is just a start, but is still an inspiration to inculcate more virtue into our lives. See if you can think of any other powers.

Thursday, November 30, 2017

Time flies when you're having fun

We have all heard the expression, "Time flies when you're having fun". In fact, since virtually all of us has personally observed proof for themselves, we could say it is hard science. If we really know something, we aught to be able to define it well, if not to others, at least to ourselves. If it's science, we aught to be able to create a math formula, showing the speed of time being equal to the number of funs in a given amount of time, like LPH_laughs per hour.

This is all fine and dandy so far, but it also creates a bit of an enigma. We are drawn into the game of life, because it is fun. If you aren't having fun, you aren't playing by the rules of the game. To play the game, all players start at a single point, called Start/Finish. From there, they spread out to every other point in the universe and then get back to the One Start/Finish Point, as fast as possible, by having lots of laughs on the way. The tricky bit is, the Start/Finish point is not located in any time or place. It's eternal. When we cross the finish line, all mention of time gets removed from our math equation. All that's left is the fun. Would I like a job, having non-stop fun, for ever and ever? Heck no, I'm in the Union. We need breaks for meals, rest, coffee and smoke 'em if you got 'em. Without breaks, we would all end up in padded rooms or coffins. But we are in eternity, so what time do we get these breaks? Are you beginning to see why we keep getting back into the game of life? Does god create universes, just to keep from getting bored?

  Just wondering out loud,

Friday, November 17, 2017

Atomology 101

  This article is the third, in a series on creating a human molecule. We began, in "molecular Mates", with the desire for creating a molecule, which would be made up from twelve male/female pairs, also known as "Atoms".  In the second article, we find Richard, a.k.a. "Sha", and Maria, a.k.a. "Chari", being given "Hobson's choice" (the absence of a real alternative) to create an Atom. The lack of freedom of choice seemed to be a roadblock for the partnership to proceed any farther. Seeing this, Sha offers Chari the opportunity to back out and find a partner of her own choice. When she responded that she wanted to remain partners, this meant that both had mutually made the free choice to be partners. Unlike most unions that begin with physical attraction, an atomic partnership was to start from the "top-down", beginning with a union of minds. It seems clear that the developing atom already had some mental connection, because both now shared the same question. They both want to know more about what it takes to make a good Atom. Throughout history, countless writings have tried to explain what it takes to have a good, stable relationship. The study of any field of science is called an "___ology". What is clearly needed here is a "Reader's Digest" of all the things that have been discovered in, what I will call a textbook on "Atomology 101". Beyond telling you that the word "Atomology" is not new and has been around for nearly 4 centuries, I will leave out footnotes, references and bibliography, to keep it down to a useful size. I'm not big on quoting chapter:verse, so let's just say that everything in this article is just from "information" that I have gathered in a lifetime and we leave it to readers to decide which is facts or just theories.

There are multiple levels, or plains in which we can achieve unity or Oneness; soul, mental, emotional and physical. Usually, there is a door between each level, but there is a way to open the doors. Black Op government research on mind control revealed that the conscious and sub-conscious mind, which are normally closed from each other, become connected as orgasm is reached. the connection doesn't last long, but they found the door can be kept open if the subject is kept in a state of near orgasm for an extended period. I don't know what technique they used to create the extended pre-O, but have experienced that before and it does open doors of awareness.  If union is attempted at soul and mental levels, the effect will be felt all the way down to physical levels, but if there was no physical contact made, the physical experience will not be anything as strong as that which would happen during sexual union. At the physical level, it might just feel like a breath of fresh air.

This next feature of atoms is something I have been talking about for months, but have only discovered the science that explains it, in time to write about it in this article. The link between proton (male) and electron (female) is not effected by differences in time and space. We are taught that space/time is an illusion. The reality is that all of space and time is contained in the one Here and Now. When the proton and electron communicate mentally, they create a diagonal slice through the illusion of time and space and are united in the One Here and Now, which is the True Reality.

As we continue the experiment with creating Atoms and Molecules, I will continue adding more to this series.
Until then, OM,

Thursday, November 2, 2017

I just met a girl named Maria

It has been ten months, since my last article was penned. It seems that the year 2017 would be for changing from adventures in a virtual world to my gratest real life adventure of a life time. In my previous article, I wrote about finding a molecular mate. I had decided that I had never found the right person, because I had never imagined what that person would be like.
Recently, I was asked to be a member of a group that would begin to experiment with making a human molecule. Such a molecule has not been done since the time of King Arthur (4th century?). As I began having group chats with this new group, the talk was of picking a partner in the group. Oh my goodness, this was not going to be an easy thing to do, for me. My life, this far was a history of failed relationships. Looking back at previous lives, it seemed I had not tasted of such a relationship for almost two and a half centuries, and even that time there was usually an ocean between us. I had no idea of how to pick a partner from this new group, so I asked our leader, who would be a good partner for me. He was quick to give me one name only, Maria Herraiz. Some of the members in the group I had known for twenty years, but I had never heard of this lady, so I went to look at her Facebook page. WOW!!!! I had no idea that such a person was even possible, in this world, but  now, as I get to know more about her with each day, it seems like the gods were plotting to bring us together. I think, given the chance, I could write a whole book about how cool Maria is, but words can be dangerous enemies of Truth. This will be like learning to juggle, while walking a tightrope across the Grand Canyon. This must be done with all the skill I can muster, because failure is not an option.
I am writing this to ask my friends to pray for my success  and thank you in advance.

Tuesday, January 10, 2017

Molecule Mates

   I have been on leave from SL Newser, for a couple of months now, because of physical pain in RL. Since I don't use MDs and Meds, I have tried healers in SL and RL. I have had four RL sessions with a Reiki Master, Chelsea. During the last "Past Life Healing" session, she said several things that caught my attention. With one hand on my back and one on front, she said she glimpsed all of my past lives. I replied, that would be a very long list. Her return was a yes and Ben Franklin was one of them. Ha ha, now I can tell people it's more than just a rumor. Later, as she did some house cleaning in my astral body, she tried to remove some big "worry". She asked what I worried about. I didn't think I had any "worries", but mentioned I might have one regarding not having a partner to do the "New Jerusalem Meditation"
She asked me to define this partner, but I was shocked to discover that I couldn't. It seems I had not yet attempted to imagine that partner. I decided I needed to take notes and write a story about it, just as I did when writing for the newspaper.

   The New Jerusalem Meditation is done by a group of twenty-four individuals, made up of twelve male/female pairs, called "Atoms". Standing in a circle, the twelve atoms create a molecule. The molecule has powers that far exceeds the sum of the powers of it's atoms. It has been explained that, historically, these molecules are very rare and that the twelve apostles and the knights of the round table were two temporarily successful molecules.I did a graphic novel that shows the meditation, called "Petra and the New City" (follow index links to other chapters) , the project is unfinished, for now, but I learned a lot in the process.  I know many people, besides myself, that would like to become a part of a working molecule. Many of us have yet to form good atoms, so let's make a checklist of what to look for.

Male/Female: At first, this seems pretty black and white, but, in the bigger picture, what are we really looking for?  All forms are a mixture of yin and yang, male/female energy. Even at the base physical level, DNA produces more than two sexes. At the Astral/Emotional level, we see even more cross over, with sissy boys and butch girls. At the higher Mental level, gender plays very little, as our thinking evolves. In our imagination we can be anything at any time, with complete freedom. As we evolve towards good, because of the Oneness Principle, we all become hermaphrodites. Finding our partner is not about finding one of the opposite sex. We need to find a person whose male/female energy mixture, when combined with ours, creates the correct proportion of yin/yang in our "Atom".
Practical/Ideal/Mental: Like the male/female thing, we all have various levels of Practicality, Idealism and Mentality. Studies show that a balance of these is essential to a good relationship. Two idealists will be torn from every direction, more than together. Put a practical person with an idealistic one and they will have a better chance at staying together, by balancing the see-saw. Two practical people will do even better, because they plan on doing things that are for the greatest good of the union. Regardless of how Practicality and idealism are balanced, the level of mentality must be equal. If they are not equally evolved, mentally, the dumb one must become smarter as the smart one becomes dumber. Being equal in the mind puts a couple on the same page, seeing eye to eye. This allows them to overcome any other imbalance of energies. They are even immune to astrological influences that might be bad for other couples.
Looks: Perhaps perceptions would be a better word, as it includes our ranking of others, in regard to how well they match our personal mental image of a perfect partner. They don't have to be perfect by any other image than our own. Still, life is supposed to be fun and I confess to thinking that it's  more fun to have a partner that I love to look at.
   Now that we have a list of things to look for, it's time to find potential partners and compare notes. Just finding new friends is hard enough, but bringing up the topic of "partnerships" can be a major challenge, given that you have both had your share of failed happily ever afters. You meet somebody at a party, enjoy talking, get a phone number, bump into each other a few times. When is a good time to talk about atoms and molecules? Don't ask me. I'm open to advice myself. I'm an artist. I create illustrations, carve trinkets, write and play songs and I write stories. Perhaps, the next time I meet somebody that I like looking at, I'll be sure to tell them that I am a writer and, if they are interested in a sample, I'll give them a link to THIS page. Efficiency is the mother of all virtues. When can we say "I love you"? Any time, if you don't know the true meaning of the word. To know is to love. It's going to take time to really know somebody.

Still Seeking,