Talking to God

Can we speak to God? Of course; and most of us do so, all of the time. Some call it prayer; others might call it just their own internal ramblings and dialogues; but each of us in our own way speaks to God.

So the real question is: does God speak back?

According to Buddha, each of us is a god, and so, each of us knows all. Therefore, each of us needs only to open our minds and hear our own (god’s) wisdom.

Science also says that within each of us is that spark of creation; that bit of energy that all creations of matter contain. And it is that bit of god-energy that also connects all things. (Pretty much what George Lucas in his Star Wars movie series elegantly described as The Force.)

The study of entanglement physics has shown that there are, in fact, connections between both animate and inanimate objects and creatures. It also has shown that a type of communication occurs between different species of animate creatures. This communication (according to entanglement physicists) can only be described as a type of invisible linking at the very basic levels (the energy levels) of each creature. These communications can alert a person’s pet to the moment of their master’s demise, even though the person was miles away at the time. It is also thought to be the link that allows humans to know when a loved one is in danger or has died.

This connection can link creatures, plants, and people—giving warnings or encouragement, or offering feelings of love or hostility. For instance, have you ever felt as if a forest was telling you to stay away? Perhaps it was. Just maybe the trees didn’t want you there, and so projected their energy as a barrier to your energy (the basis of what you are), which you then perceived as feelings of hostility or unwelcome. Or perhaps you see a bird flying overhead and it swoops down to land on your shoulder. Maybe that bird “felt” your intentions and knew that you meant it no harm. It trusted you, and so came down to say “hi”.

People receive “warnings” and messages all the time; however, not everyone knows how to interpret the signals that they perceive, and not everyone allows themselves to recognize that they are even receiving these signals. Many times people have received a feeling of impending doom and simply brushed it away. They might put it down to their understandable, yet negligible, fear of flying or traveling, but overall they don’t consider it worth thinking about. But just maybe that feeling is coming from the great connecting force of everyone who plans to be on that plane, and just maybe a decision has already been made to use that plane as a means to exit the physical world. The information, the warning, would go out to everyone as a way to keep those who don’t need or want to participate in this mass exodus from life, from boarding that plane.

But how many will listen? How many will acknowledge that voice of “god” and listen to the message. Will you open your heart and hear the warning, or will you prefer logic to feelings, and get on the plane, anyway?

Science is beginning to see the value of adding emotions and feelings into their equations. Oh, there are still branches that value pure logic, but more and more are we finding that if you want to study God, you need to incorporate feelings into the logic, because let’s face it—God (and religion) are based on emotions, not logic.

So, can we speak to God? Yes, of course. Can God speak to us? It depends on you and how you feel towards “God”.



The “Messages From Michael” book says that there are 7 different types of people based on the energies (characteristics) they present. According to them there are active energies, passive energies, and one neutral.

Following their guidelines, I’m (supposedly) one of the neutral folks; but I don’t think we’re so much neutral as we are adaptable. From what I’ve read and observed, we “become” whatever type of person we’re with if their energies are strong (translation: if they have a strong personality).

What I’ve experienced is that people with neutral energies seem to act like chameleons, absorbing, and then displaying whatever traits the person or people we’re dealing with portray. And truthfully, it’s exhausting. It’s hard being everyone else rather than myself, especially when you work or interact with medium to large groups of people every day.

Each day I go into work determined to be myself, and each day I find my senses overwhelmed with other people’s emotions, needs, and goals. If the person next to me likes gardening (which I do also), then I find myself “loving gardening (their like, plus my like). If the person next to me or speaking with me hates their mother-in-law, then I find myself feeling the same way—never mind the fact that I adored my mother-in-law. (In fact, I love my husband’s whole family.)

I’ve closed down my aura and pulled in my emotional layer, and I still find myself overwhelmed sometimes. When I speak with other “neutral energy” people, I find that many of them feel the same way—overwhelmed, emotionally drained, and wondering who they really are. One moment we’re a clown, and the next a jock. We go from nerd to nurse in a split second, because in order to be receptive to the people around us, we need to shift our energies to mesh with theirs. That means, shifting our personalities, too, because that’s just part of the energies we’re adapting to. So, like the chameleon, we change “colors” with each person we interact with, and, if we’re not careful, we can become “lost” in the plaid tapestry of everyone else’s personalities and forget who we are.

According to the “Messages From Michael” book, everyone shifts their energies at least a little bit when interacting with others, but the neutrals are the most adaptable and are almost always shifting and changing. Now some energies are similar enough to your own that you don’t have to “change” all that much, while other people have energies that are so far different that you can only match a small segment of it.

In my case, most of the people I work with are close enough to my own energy patterns that it doesn’t take too much shifting to blend in. However, there are several at the extreme fringes of my range and only two who are so close that I barely need to shift at all. But even chameleons want to be themselves once in awhile, so I tend to want to stay in my cube and do what I do best—write.

However, at this job there’s a push to be part of the team, to mingle and interact with others and not just hang out in your cube and do your work. Therefore, by the end of the week I find myself completely drained with all the shifting I have to do. It’s not that the “shifting” is anything I consciously think about or plan. It’s just something that my energies do, but nonetheless, it is tiring. So, come the weekends, this chameleon hangs out on her own lanai and in her own backyard and becomes just herself.

Hmmmm…there’s a nice juicy looking fly….lunch, anyone?

Harvey and I do lunch

We all share the same reality, right? But do we really? Say you and I witness an event—let’s say it’s a parade—and someone else comes along and asks us to describe what we saw. Now if we both share the exact same reality we should be able to describe exactly the same details, right? But both of us are going to describe what we saw, or what we experienced, and although it may only differ slightly, it’s still going to be different.

That’s because each person is different, so none of us is going to experience life—or any aspect of life—in exactly the same way as someone else. Maybe in our mythical parade you saw a dozen clowns with balloons riding motor scooters, while I don’t remember any clowns at all. However, I may remember seeing a wild bunch of cowboys whooping it up and throwing lassoes around ladies as they went by, while you remember one or two guys riding on horses and nothing more.

It’s these differences in perception and remembrances that make up our own selective perception or personal reality. We both share a global reality—which includes the fact that we attended a parade on the same date at the same location. However, the details of what we saw and experienced during the time in which the parade was occurring are different because each of us is different. Even if you and I went together to the parade and stood together and watched the parade together, we still wouldn’t have seen and experienced the same thing, because we are two different people.

So, how then do we ever determine what are true facts? How can we say that the sky is blue, or that the diameter of circle is equal to 2 times the radius, or even that pi = 3.142 and call those facts? How do we know that Lincoln was president after Washington, or that sound travels in waves, and that “hat” is a noun? Easy, we teach ourselves that these are true, unchangeable facts and we believe it. Think about what schools really teach and you’ll see that we are doing is making sure that everyone starts out with the same basic “truths” and facts shaping their reality. Once they have the same foundation as everyone else, then we let them loose to start creating their own version of reality.

Now some of those folks never quite get the hang of staying within the global boundaries; they start creating a reality that outside of the global template—they hear voices even though no one is around, or they see and converse with six-foot tall, invisible, white rabbits named Harvey. When they do that, then we label them insane and we lock them up, give them drugs that supposedly help them cope, or we try to correct them and make them fit back inside the global template.

But as long as we all stay within the template the world is ours to “play” with. We can see clowns in our parades or we can see cowboys, and sometimes we might even see both…it’s completely up to us. It’s our reality to do with as we please. We can enjoy it, or hate it, or even ignore it (catatonia)…it doesn’t matter, because each reaction, each expression of reality that we create is just one more unique experience.

Every once in a while someone comes along and challenges the template with some new “fact”. If the majority of people accept this new “fact” then it does, indeed, become a fact. If, however, most people reject this new concept, idea, or “fact” then it fades away and isn’t woven into the global template of our lives. Science is always “discovering” new theories that they want to prove are facts, and while some of them are accepted, a great many of them are not. So, the template is constantly shifting and changing, and that’s okay, because we (everyone) wouldn’t have as much fun if the world and reality in which we lived were static and unchanging.

Therefore, some day those who see six-foot, invisible, white rabbits named Harvey may no longer be considered unbalanced or out of touch with reality. Instead, it will be all of us who can’t see Harvey who are out of touch.

So, Harvey, where do you want to go for lunch? I hear they have great salads down at Crispers…

Who are you?

Most people don’t realize how big of a blow it really is to lose a job in today’s economy. It isn’t just the money crunch (although that is hurtful); and it’s not just the loss of self-esteem.

No, the biggest impact to most people who lose their jobs is their loss of identity. Suddenly, they don’t know who they are anymore. They used to be Sam Robertson, Engineer; now, they’re just Sam Robertson or they’re Sam Robertson, unemployed.

50 to 100 years ago, people used to introduce themselves by explaining their heritage: “Samuel Robertson of the New York and Boston Robertsons”. Then somewhere around the 1960’s people began introducing themselves with their profession (or in the case of some housewives, their husband’s identities, “Mindy Robertson, Sam’s wife”). Now, our image of ourselves have become so entwined with what we do that when we lose that, we actually lose a part of ourselves.

For those who can (and do) find another job in their chosen job field, it’s not so devastating. But for those whose careers or selected job fields have actually disappeared it’s as if you’ve just been told you have a fatal disease. You actually have to go through a grieving period before you can even begin to think about reinventing yourself. It’s a form of reincarnation, and some make it and others don’t.

Some people are able to easily reinvent themselves (reincarnate themselves) and replace their old mental model with this new one. But others can’t so easily let go of who they were. Sometimes it’s been so much a part of them for so long, that they just can’t conceive of being someone else. They wonder (and fear) whether people would like the new them, or whether they would like the new them. Fear is the biggest roadblock to reincarnating in this way.

After all, as an engineer you had a wife, kids, a house, a great personality, and lots of friends. But as Sam the programmer, will your wife and kids still love you, will they respect you, will you still have friends or will they think less of you? And the worst fear of all: will you succeed or will you end up unemployed again? Is Sam the programmer just a flash in the pan, or can it become your new mental model?

It’s not easy letting go of who you are to become someone else, and it’s especially hard when you really love who you are. If the downsizing and unemployment came as a surprise, then you’re going to especially have difficulty if you have to give up that mental model. Sudden death—any sudden death (death of a loved one, friend, or job)—is shocking, surprising, and leaves you totally unprepared. Of course, that doesn’t mean a slow death is any easier to cope with. Any time you have to put your mental model to rest and create a new one is going to create havoc in your life.

It can be a bit easier if you have some sort of support group, some people to help you through the grieving process. Once done grieving, though, you really need to reassess that mental model of yourself, and determine how much of it really depends on what you did (for a living) and how much is really who you are. Because if you can separate the two of them (even just a little), it will make it that much easier to remove the part that no longer fits, the part that no longer works, and recreate yourself.

If you can see that the engineer is not the be all and end all of who you are, then it makes it that much easier to remove the parts of the engineer that no longer fit and add in those of the programmer that do.

We are the sum of our parts, but we need to keep our mental models flexible enough that we can recreate ourselves, reincarnate, when circumstances require it. I may be Tas, the writer, but that term is broad enough that I can make it fit many circumstances. After all, posting blogs, creating how-to guides or novels, or just keeping journal all count as writing. And an engineer can also be a programmer or systems analyst.

So, practice flexing your mental model. Try thinking about how you introduce yourself to others, and then think about who and what you really want to be. Maybe even now, you need to redefine your mental model. Maybe even now, it’s already outdated and you’ve already reinvented yourself without updating that mental image of yourself. Take another look in the mirror and compare it to the image in your mind, and see how close or how far apart they really are.

Be one with the world

All things recognize the oneness of the universe except man. You may think nothing of injuring a tree in your back yard in North America, yet the message of what you did is carried from your backyard across the world. So, when you travel to Sumatra, the trees there will recognize you and will either fear you or resent you, thereby making your simple stroll a harrowing trek with their need to protect themselves.

The same is true of animals and insects. Injure a cat, bird, or even an ant, and see if nature doesn’t find a way to either pay you back or keep you from doing anymore harm, somehow. They all know that they are part of something bigger. They all know that every action taken has a repercussion somewhere within the webs of energy that bind us all together. It is only man who places himself in a bubble of separateness; who closes himself off to everyone and everything else.

Instead of letting the information in, instead of allowing themselves to be one with all the universe, man chooses to live in a bubble of separation. Occasionally, cracks appear in your bubble, and information seeps through. Most of the time we choose to ignore this anomalous knowing; other times, we accept the knowledge, but find ways to explain it that still allow us to keep our image of separateness in tact.

A few of us, though, choose to lower that bubble and revel in the knowledge that comes from being no longer separate. We allow ourselves to “hear”, “see”, and “experience” all the input, all the information that comes from the universe around us—the stars, the plants, animals, insects, and other people.

Some people who welcome the oneness are looked upon as extraordinary, perhaps they have outstanding gardens where all things grow for them because they seem to know just what the plants need and when to apply it. Others become so intuitive with the animals that they become like Dr. Dolittle in their ability to understand and care for the animals. Others just seem to know or sense things about the people around them.

In each instance, it’s because they have released themselves from the restrictions of being separate. They have chosen, instead, to be one with all there is, to accept everything and everyone as they accept themselves.

It’s not magic, and it’s not make believe. There really is a part of our brains that causes us to experience the feelings of separateness in our world. It’s the spatial section of our brains. It provides each of us not only with a sense of location within a specific space and time, it also provides us with a sense of being us, a separate and unique being. However, when those with a heightened sense of intuitiveness were tested, the scientists found that instead of activating a new and different portion of their brain, what they had done was turn off their spatial functions within their brain.

They released the barriers that kept them separate from the rest of the world, and this allowed them to then open themselves up and “hear” and “know” everything that anyone and anything heard and knew. They could become like the beings in the movie Avatar, tapping into their world at a deeper level, tapping into their world and locating just the information needed to answer the questions asked of them (where is my daughter’s harp that was stolen?), or seeing the future possibilities emerge from all the probabilities, so that they can help someone make easier, less traumatic life choices.

It’s a removing of barriers; a lowering of the bubbles of separateness that we all put around ourselves that lets us become one with our world, with our universe. It’s not a special section of the brain that needs to be activated, or triggered, but a common section which we all use that we need to turn off.

Some researchers found that simply by repeating the phrase, “I am one with the world”, helps lower that barrier that keeps you separated from everyone and everything else. So, try it…say it with me (but mean it), “I am one with the world…”; now believe that phrase. See yourself as one with the world; then let that bubble of separateness around you explode outward as you flow outward and find yourself one with the universe.

The eyes have it

It’s just a small difference really, but in that small difference can lie day and night, life and death, or the whole world. The small difference I’m referring to is in the words that people use and the way in which they put those words together. Change a word here or there, and it changes the whole intention of the message. Or simply move a word from the start of the sentence to the end of it, and you’ve now said something completely different.

I work with words every day; I’m a wordsmith, so I should know all about the tricks and manipulations that can be done with words. Yet, when you’re on the receiving end of manipulated messages, it’s not so easy to see where the words have been substituted or how exactly the intention of the message has been subtly shifted. Also, sometimes the deliverer of the message doesn’t realize that the message has been shifted or changed; they are honestly repeating what they heard or were told. Other times, the deliverer may honestly believe what they are saying is true, so again, the keenness of the words isn’t completely understood by them, but is doubly felt by you.

Word manipulation…it’s the difference between a doctor saying “Do this and you won’t die…” and “Do this and you won’t die as fast…”. The first statement is a very positive message. It says “you’ll be fine…trust me.” While the second message says, “You’re dying, but we might be able to slow it down…”. That second message, if heard and truly understood, can be pretty shocking if you had no idea that you were that ill.

The words used to deliver the messages are very similar, but the underlying meanings are completely different. Many of us don’t hear the underlying meanings, so we don’t even notice their differences. In fact, many of us are lucky to pay attention to the primary message and notice the subtle differences there. I think it’s because we don’t really listen. We hear, sure, but we don’t listen. We take in the words, but then we translate them into a message that we find acceptable. It may not be the same message that is actually being stated, but it’s one that we want to hear.

But then that’s the power of words. We can twist, shift, and manipulate them to say almost anything, and we do. Whether we are crafting the initial message or receiving that message, we shift the words to suit ourselves. And if we don’t like the underlying message, we ignore it; we pretend that it wasn’t there.

And while images may be worth a 1000 words, even they (nowadays) can be manipulated so that the original 1000 words they represented say something else.

Yes, with all this manipulating and reworking of the words going on, it can sometimes be hard to know just exactly what it is someone is trying to tell you. So how to tell what the true message is? How do you figure out what someone is really trying to tell you? While listening closely is always a good idea, the best way is to read their eyes. The true message that a person wishes to convey comes from their soul. So, to know what they want to really tell you, read their eyes, because the soul never lies.

Is it real?

I’ve gotten a number of comments regarding my postings of my planing activities suggesting that I’m either crazy or simply having very vivid dreams (since most of my planing does take place during my sleep periods). Others have asked me how I can be so positive that these activities are real and not just dreams, nightmares, or figment of my imagination—something happening simply in my mind (see It’s All in My Head).

My best response is simply, “because these incidents are much more real than this world in which I’m posting my blog.”

Think about your dreams for a moment, or can you even remember any of them. Maybe a snippet here or a fragment there, right? Dreams usually fade quickly, although sometimes it can take almost a day for some of the really vivid ones. You might be left with a few vestiges, maybe a memory of an emotion, but that, too, usually fades within a couple of days.

Dreams don’t linger for very long once you awaken, and nightmares are no different. Turn on a light, and nightmares inevitably run away, much preferring the dark recesses of your mind than the bright lights of activity.

These incidents of mine that I write about don’t fade once I awaken. They don’t scatter like rose petals from a dying bouquet. Instead, they’re more like memories, which do fade, yes, but only after weeks, months, or years, not moments or hours. And like memories, some of my experiences of planing can be retriggered by a smell, a word or phrase, or even by a color or image.

Dreams don’t do that, not even memories of dream can do that. There’s a certain musical phrase from Rhapsody in Blue that gives me a “flashback” to a jazz club and the pianist there who died while playing that tune for himself and the remaining wait staff way past closing time. There is the smell of jasmine that brings to mind the memory of a young lady murdered outside her apartment down in North Carolina.

These sounds, these smells trigger an emotional response, an emotional response that I associate with these incidents, these people and places. That’s what memories are—triggers to emotional incidents that we catalog and store. And when I’m acting as a planer, my emotional chakra is more open than when I’m functioning as a “normal” physical being. Emotions make very strong memories, stronger than anything else.

Think about it for a moment. Bring up any memory—happy or sad, good or bad—and you’ll find that the main thing you remember is the emotions of those involved. Perhaps you had an argument with your lover. You may not remember what was said, or even who started it, but what you remember is how you felt and how your lover felt, and how what they were feeling made you feel.

Maybe you remember the first time you saw an infant or a puppy. But again, what do you really remember? Do you remember exactly what the infant or puppy looked like? No, but you remember how you felt…you remember the gooey, oh-so-loving, just-wanna-cuddle-you-to-death feelings that threatened to overflow your whole being.

So, while I may not be able to bring back something tangible that I can point to and say “There, see I was really there. It really happened.” I do have memories.

I may not be able to “prove” to the skeptics that what I do is real, but when it’s their time to leave, I’m sure they’ll be glad to see me, or someone like me—even if we’re not real 😉