This blog originally started as a way for me to document my spiritual experiences and growth – which is / was an excellent idea, except I always found myself not writing. Not because I don’t enjoy writing, or because I didn’t have anything to say – but rather because I had created such a formal construct in my head that ‘this site is for me to post spiritual experiences and articles on’, that the pattern of writing my thoughts out in a method like this never really got the opportunity to take off, because I never really exercised it.

So I’m trying a new approach – this blog will still contain information about my spiritual experiences and the ups and downs of my journey – but it will include the rest of me as well. If I am to be honest with myself in all things, I must start here – I am not like the words you may have read on these pages all the time; I am not spiritual all the time. Heck, I’d be lucky if I was being truly spiritual half of the time! I am mindful throughout the day, but it is so easy to get lost in the beauty of the world – be it the friends you have made in your workplace; the new show on TV that you’ve really gotten into, or the worries about how the world perceives you – they all serve excellently as distractions.

So I will try and share with you the things going on in my life in a way that is interwoven with my spirituality, so that you can share my journey with me, and perhaps even find a reflection of a part of yourself.

Alisone.

This was an assignment for Star Reach, which is a program offered by Higher Balance, who I highly recommend for personal / spiritual development, and there is _nothing_ I have ever found that even comes close to what they offer. Anyway, here are my reflections on the subject.

I can see and feel how this works in my mind, so I am going to try and break it down into the most readily form that I can. Not because I think you need me to do it that way, but rather because I really value the way that my coach (Matt Struve) and Eric (Eric Pepin, the founder of Higher Balance) take concepts that are beyond the bleeding edge of the study of reality and transpose the concepts from a very high level of understanding to an understanding that is simple, yet contains all the levels above it.

Each sense is like an input stream – the stimuli that our senses interact with is converted into electrical signals that are sent to our brain and interpreted into a form that we can appreciate (touch, taste, etc). These input streams from the different senses all form together in our organic awareness to give us a ‘complete’ version of reality as we experience it. It is all our senses functioning in unison that create our holographic reality for us – our senses are the tools through which our middle pillar experiences this reality – if our body had no senses, this reality would not exist for us.

If we think of the scope of this holographic reality as a 6 dimensional matrix (I.e. – 1 dimension for each sense) then the reality that each person experiences can be thought of as the intersect point of all 6 values in the matrix. This creates the basic framework through which beings interact with this reality, which is then added to by perceptions and identities that we create and live through that define how we see things in this holographic reality.

To illustrate the way this works, I will use the example of eating a hamburger. To begin with, let’s break the typical experience of eating a hamburger down into several separate experiences, one for each of the senses. We have that moment when you are feeling hungry, and you see the hamburger creating the anticipation (sight); next we have the feeling of the hamburger in your hand, the difference in texture between the roll and salad as they brush against your skin, the variety of textures that come from that first bite as your teeth break through the crusty bun through the soft dough and into the salad and meat (touch); the heady combination of aromas that seem to explode as you bite into the burger(smell); and the taste of it as the substance disperses in your mouth (taste). The sixth sense integrates with all of these and yet it is a sense all of its own. So in these ways, each separate experience with our physical senses contributes to the entirety of the larger experience.

Now imagine if your sense of taste was very weak, and your sense of touch was very strong – or even if you were missing a sense altogether (or perhaps had gained a new one!), would this not fundamentally change the way you experience this reality? This is represented in the 6 dimensional matrix I mentioned before – as the values for each sense go up or down, the intersect point between all of the senses also shifts, which gives a different construction of the framework to perceive and interact with this holographic reality.

The events that take place in this blog occur slightly after the chuning. To understand my state of mind (and the state of awareness we were all in at the time) you might want to read my previous blog Notes from the Eye of a Storm if you haven’t already.

So, the chuning had been over for a while, and I had finally psyched myself up enough to leave the main room (part of me didn’t want to leave the room, because it didn’t want the experience to end – boohoo for me right? ). I walked down the foyer and up to reception to get a replacement key for my door, and my (now former) coach Baard came up to me to get my attention. He then went to wander off, so I thought I would go see what he wanted. Apparently a group of people were going to the Vampire club (referred to in the ‘Only Hypermarket in playa’ broadcast), but he didn’t think I was suitably dressed, so he wasn’t going to mention it – I told him that I would go get changed, and I started to run back to my room.

Sprinting back to my room while that shifted was such a bizarre experience; my brain was still pretty fried, and the air was literally crackling with prana around me as my feet pounded the pavement; the air felt hot as it was burning in my lungs and the contrast of the cool night air on my skin as my body temperature escalated felt weirder than it usually does.

So I get changed, and head back to the main area, and find Mark waiting by the taxi rank for me, as the others have already headed in. So we jump in a cab, and fortunately Mark knows where to go, so he tells the cabbie the destination and we’re on our way. We got out of the cab a little before our destination, so that we could stroll along a bit and take in our environment. Now, as much as it was an enjoyable stroll, and there was an obscene amount of red and blue everywhere, not too much caught my attention on the walk. But the second we walked up to the door of the club, and paid the cover charge, it was like stepping into another world.

The entrance was like one of those padded leather or vinyl doors – like someone had taken a big thick couch cushion and spread it over the door, like the roof of a casket almost. When you open the door, you walk up this dark hallway, where the only lights are these tiny bright blue globes that line each side of the walkway (think those lights along the corridors in movie theatres, but a little bigger, waaay brighter, and a white / blue tinge). This then opened up into a square room that was kind of dark, but still illuminated a little by the blue light, which had a red curtain sealing off the next room.

Then, through the curtain and is a bar that has an almost totally red colour scheme (admittedly, this one was pointed out to me, as I was so in awe when I first arrived and walked through I didn’t notice). You then walk out onto this balcony / open area, that has a series of half moon shaped, cream cushion seats that make up a circle around a pole in the centre of the room that stretches up to shade netting, that hung down above us like a really open tent. There was a bar to the right, and there were tables along the balcony walls. The colours out here were far more neutral, except for the red and blue lights that were projected intermittently onto the sails / netting above us, giving off this cool illumination. By this point, we had bumped into Highermind, and we were trying to forge our way through the throng of people filling this popular dance floor and crowding around the bar as the music filled the night air with deep, rhythmic base and distinct, high-pitched melodies on a busy Friday night. After fighting our way past the crowds, we managed to find Baard and the others, and we all sat down and decided to kick back for a while, and look for any details that stood out. We were hoping to observe some of the beings spoken about in the Hypermarket broadcast, and also enjoy a night out with fellow white cells.

After a little while, we moved onto some of the seats in the central area (the half moon type seats in the centre of the dance floor) and sat there chatting while being aware of our surroundings.

As a little bit of time started to pass, we started to have more room to move, and I didn’t really think anything of it at the time, but this was a popular club at 1am on a Friday night on 5^th Avenue, so it should have been getting busier – not quieter! But we keep hanging out, trying not to be too obvious as we try to search for someone ‘out of the ordinary’.

It was at about this point that Baard, Tina and Philip started laughing at Highermind who was standing in front of us dancing – I looked to see what they were laughing at, and Highermind was ever-so-subtly incorporating the Hand-of-hands into his dance moves! At this point, the extra room we had in the club went from something you casually noticed, to ‘OMG! Where did all the people go?!?!?!’. I am telling you – around the central seating area was absolutely PACKED when we got there, and now it was essentially empty! The people that were still there were standing around the sides (as far away from us as possible, lol) and the entire cushioned area that stretched around the pylon in the middle was empty; except for the segment we were on which made up about ¼ of the seating area, if that. After we all realized what was going on (which was essentially that after the chuning we were radiating the Force so strongly, our combined tonals ‘flushed the club’, so to speak), we all had a laugh, but after a while decided we weren’t gonna see much action here, so we went and got some pizza and hit the shisha bar across the street.