Greetings from the Known Universe

This Fluorite-Pyrite cluster first found me in a dream, then on a dusty forgotten shelf in a shop.

Hey there fellow Earthlings, greetings from a tiny speck in the known universe. And there's a lot more unknown than known. Want to see what our intrepid astrophysicists have mapped so far? Click here and be amazed. Then come back and read on, space traveler. 

It's important for us to get a bigger picture, and often, to put our potentially consuming issues in perspective. When we view the known universe and attempt to grok (Heinlein's definition of grok is Grok means to understand so thoroughly that the observer becomes a part of the observed—to merge, blend, intermarry, lose identity in group experience.) it blows our minds for good reason. We're in it together, forever, and that's a beautiful thing to grok properly. If you grok, your perception of the universe seriously and irrevocably changes. Working on the grok is a valuable skill to develop, and also fun.

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We live in a flat, spiraling galaxy in an expanding universe full of light. The time notations in the map are boggling, and then there's the relativity thing. Time and space slide around, they don't really exist as solid planes, like, um, all of form itself. Somehow neutrinos, tiny bits of energy––consciousness I daresay––can travel through time, space, and matter as if none of those planes exist. Wait, I hear a clue phone ringing.

The bit of grok we can manage when contemplating the known universe and the fact that we live in it––and can map out to 13.7 billion light years, so far, people––helps us think outside the box we keep our day-to-day hand-wringing, stressing-us-out problems in. That box we also are stuck in, if we let those concerns crack the whip over us and rule our consciousness. Plus, if you're like me––and I know I am––it can make us sick, fat, irritable, hopeless and sad.

That's no fun, and according to the laws of frequency resonance, just makes us create more of the same. Now this. Now that. Now what. The old adage, 'it's just one thing after another' joins the other old adage, 'be careful what you wish for' as DNA-ingrained ways to use our incredible powers of mind and imagination for a defeatist, all stressed up with nowhere to go agenda. They're both true statements, but skewed to the negative, like a lot of our thoughts about ourselves, who and what we are, who and what controls us, and the state the world––or the whole bloody universe––we live in. Cue the burgeoning number of alien, cyborg, viral plague attacks, totalitarian oligarchy dominator slave system society, apocalyptic earthquake tidal wave near future zombie disaster films and edgy TV shows. Or even Trump as President. Not the future (or present) I'm creating, folks. Bleak House. Been there. I see dead people anyhow. Part of my job. And tyrants are so last millennial. 

When we zoom out, so to speak, like the map of the known universe does, and consider the fact that we are part of all, we are physically composed of elements of those stars from millions of light years away in distant galaxies, there are formless masses (paradoxical but true) of neutrinos flowing through our bodies and the planet's dense layers all the time, and revisit those old adages, we have some leverage and some light. We can live, think, speak, and act like we actually vibrate in this lit-up universe as cool beings with creative superpowers for good, because we do. Fun fact: our brains are the most complex thing in the universe (grok science data here), so ergo, we must be able to grok it, and rock it.

So how does one go about doing that on a regular basis? All sorts of ways, as unique and also traditional as dreams. In journeying we can travel a lot like neutrinos. In energetic work we can transmit and transmute states of mental, emotional, physical, and spiritual bodies to re-align with wholeness and wellness. In contemplation and imagination we can observe, explore, create, and play with anything, anything at all. In sentient awareness/interconnectedness with other beings, like crystals, trees, mountains, we can merge in consciousness and get enhanced views of being alive to add to our expanding perspective and feel good plot. Feeling energy pour out of your hands is awesome!

If you want to learn how to do this, you can. I can help, as can many other avenues of experiential knowledge and practice. Personally, the combo of dreaming and journeying and sentience of energetic components in ordinary reality, mixed with the study of science, philosophy (including spiritual texts), literature (including fairy tales and mythologies), and language arts lets me follow the breadcrumbs throughout the known universe and grok much.

There's a big clue in the title of this blog and the AMNH video (American Museum of Natural History.) It's the word ​unknown. Yes, that one. Our relationship with the unknown is the very center of our relationship with everything else, including all the no-thing else we fret about. The more we learn, as the universe map suggests, the more we have to learn, and the more we grok that what we thought we already knew is, um, incomplete. Like totally incomplete. But it's okay because what we're able to grok from that assemblage point in time and space makes all that moot. It's one no-thing after another.

So the Earth isn't flat? No problem, look at what's actually happening. We're global, spinning, everything around us is spinning, we're all traveling and spinning and doing these elliptical spiraling dances around each other. How cool is that? Add formlessness to form and grok!

Maybe our personal lives are a teensy bit like that––an ever-changing cool dance with stuff that isn't stuff––when we get the info and can grok a bigger picture from further out in our inner space. In the spin and mix of our subatomic particles, our complexiest brains are able to arrange formless forms in myriad ways, if we care to grok and practice, including so-called magic and miracles. So that's what I'm up to today. Practice and grok. Grok and practice.

​Cheers from the Known Universe, fellow space travelers. Namaste.