Beyond Time Book

A reader asked if I was going to comment on Michael Jackson’s passing.  It puzzled me as to why I would given the outpouring of comments,  testimonies and opinions already out there. 

Trying to mindread why this blog should address his death I came to the conclusion if I needed a reason it was because Beyond Time is about the question whether we really do die. 

Given the media’s propensity for dramatic headlines, one opined about the King of Pop that “it was a life cut short.”  

Is that true?  Whose to say his life, an incredible journey of entertaining multi-millions all over the globe since the age of five that there was anything of note left to do.  How many of us have accomplished as much as he did in grabbing hold of the public’s fervor with his awesome talent whose music made us feel better. Maybe as close as we come in feeling joy.

In preparing for his London series he told his handlers he wanted a personal physician 24/7, giving the reasoning, “I am the machine that makes this whole thing work.  You have to keep the machine fit.”   

Did he really consider himself a machine, did he really reduce himself to a series of working parts.

Maybe he did feel like a machine, lost his heart.  Heart disease does result often for that very reason.

“The Heart Goes On” sang Celine Dion, another incredible talent.  Michael’s heart which he poured into his music with no doubt, heart and soul,  will go on through his vast inventory of albums and videos.

Now he is at peace and we can still feel amped listening to his music without the media casting aspersions.  Media collectively reminds me of cackling hens, some more vicious and judgmental than others. 

What about the rest of us?  Will our hearts go on when its our time?  Asking ourselves the question of what will our legacy be is all we need to be concerned about.    Grieving can be shortened for Michael Jackson and others who die young when they leave the legacy he left.  You can’t listen to his music without feeling more alive.   So let’s just say “thank you” as he passes onto the next juncture of his journey.

And watch for cloud formations; you just might see one in the shape of a shiny glove. 

Whether it’s as a writer, a painter, an inventor, a computer programmer, an artisan or a file clerk, one is amazed when one takes time to focus and allow the subconscious mind, the creative mind instead of the intellect to take first position. 

When I do write and allow the focus, a state of trance akin to hypnosis and resembling being in the zone, an unseen hand and mind do the writing.  When this happens the writing flows. As a hypnotherapist I recognize this as emanating from the subconscious (referred to as the unconscious by psychiatrists).  It is the mind that Einstein referred to as the brilliant mind, gently chastising, a bit obliquely, that we think too much of the intellect, which is a mere compendium of learned facts and data usually acquired second-hand and often referred to as education.

Recent research and study at the University of British Columbia is now coming around to the idea that daydreaming is a good thing, that despite the bad rap daydreaming usually gets, letting the mind wander [elementary school teachers to the contrary opinion] activates the brain’s “executive network” usually reserved for high level thinking and solving complex problems.

Daydreaming nurtures our creativity - hotwires our imagination; the result is often magic in the form of books, inventions etc. I wonder how much daydreaming  J.K. Rowling, creator of the Harry Potter series did before she created her characters.  Perhaps we can get a clue In her address to a Harvard graduating class a few years ago.  In the stunning speech she crowned and elevated imagination as the zenith of man’s activities, calling it a “wondrous ability to envision that which is not and the fount of all invention and innovation.”  

Pretty good, huh.  Best thing about it is we all have an imagination.  So go for your zenith, why don’t you.

So go ahead daydream, turn such dross into spun gold.  Your future awaits you as your own personal alchemist. 

I’m in countdown for finishing up the first draft, and it’s very emotional.  I have to lie down and rest as the characters are all converging and ramping up for their rather emotional tempestuous arcs and curves. 

 Me too, as I wind up all those pages of what I often hesitate to call writing and as I contemplate that mightiest of all tasks - rewriting.  Even more daunting than creating out of whole cloth previously non-existent characters with their unique stories.   

The most daunting character is Winnie who is now at the brink of recovering her memory many months after she suffered amnesia when she got caught in the North Tower of the World Trade Center on 9/11.  To refresh your memory on what I’m writing: Winnie, main character  only remembers the past which comes through hypnotic regressions, dreams, nightmares, and bits and pieces and deja vu of her waking hours.

  That past includes provocative memories, some centuries old, and some as an observer of historical events of epic level familiar to the world at large.

Hi everybody,

decided to take the blog off pause after long hiatus and my apologies to those who had posted replies to various posts and were never published.  Most of them landed in the spam file and I never thought to check to see if the categorization was legit.  Have not been as zealous and consistent with my writing.  I have a million excuses, but I’m sure you’ve heard them all before. 

I think you’ll find the following post quite interesting.

 MISSION TO MILLBORO

is the name of a book published by ARE Press about a group of people living in Lake Elsinore, California, who remember a lifetime together in Millboro, Virginia during the Civil War.

It began when one woman kept hearing a man’s name repeatedly in her head, a name which was unfamiliar.   Curious and perplexed she sought out the services of a hypnotherapist by the name of Dr. Marge Rieder to undergo hypnosis to determine why.  What she discovered was the name she remembered, John Ashford, turned out to be her husband during Civil War Virginia 148 years ago when her name was Becky Ashford.  As her regression work progressed amazing changes were taking place for the woman known by friends and neighbors in Lake Elsinore as Maureen Williamson, a very devoted and indocrinated Catholic. 

Then one day  absolute terror came over her that the regressions, bringing out incredible memories, were actually influenced by a pernicious souce.  To Catholics and other Christians it would go by the name of devil.  In such minds perhaps the intrusion of the past, becoming very real, might be called possession  which is exactly what a priest tells my main character Winnie in my book, Beyond Time who recalls intriquing past lives after she is present at The World Trade Towers when the planes strike on 9/11. 

Amnesia results and she is subsequently treated by a psychotherapist utilizing hypnosis.

Because of this fear one day Maureen Williamson invited a friend along to one of her sessions.  Fascinated by what she hears in the regression session the friend passes a note asking Dr. Reider to inquire whether she also had been in that lifetime.   The subject replies affirmatively; turns out her friend was her husband’s mother in that lifetime. 

 Eventually over several years others, mostly by happenstance, appear who shared that same lifetime, some of whom had never met before but all from their small town of Lake Elsinore.

Fantastical or not, the story is amazing.  I leave it to you to decide whether it could be possible while keeping in mind that for many years The University of Virginia, a definitely conservative academic venue located in a very conservative state, has been researching whether reincarnation is a possibility.  

A book entitled Thirty Cases Suggestive of Reincarnation was in fact written by the late Dr. Ian Stevenson, who headed up the university’s Division of Personality Studies in the Department of Medical Psychiatry. The book is based on pristine research and interviews done in India with children claiming to have remembered their past lives.  Stevenson subsequently visited various villages mentioned by the children as the locality of their former life.  The experiences of the child written about were uncannily validated by the relatives.

Decide for yourself. Mission to Millboro is published by The ARE Press in Virginia Beach [edgarcayce.org]. Thirty Cases Suggestive of Reincarnation information can be gotten through The Division of Personality Studies in the Department of Medical Psychiatry at the University of Virginia, now headed by Dr. Jim Tucker.