Relationships and Irreconcilable Differences

Irreconcilable differences begin to accrue as soon as a person forgets that being entrusted with someone’s trust, love, self-esteem, growth, and happiness is a privilege and not a birthright.It is a precious gift to love and be loved.

Once we give something a name, we have given it a definition.Once we have defined it, it no longer has room to grow.What we call a relationship and what we call marriage must grow to meet who we have evolved into.When my first husband and I returned home from our marriage I did not recognize him.He had become a ‘husband’, which bore no resemblance to the man that I had been engaged to.I, on the other hand, did not know how to become a ‘wife’.And, I have to add that the husband he became was his father, a man that I would never have married.So even if I had known how to become a wife, I would have had to become his mother to make the institution function.We did not form a relationship, we entered an institution with strictly defined roles, at least, the ones that worked for my husband.

When two people enter into a committed relationship they create an extension of themselves, a midpoint where they unite. So, the relationship is not a thing, or an institution as marriage is called, but a place where lovers join, share, love and grow together. It is the third entity. It is the form of the bond through which their love flows, through which they share themselves and experience each others growth from that sharing and that bonding. This does not describe most relationships and it does not describe most marriages. The reason begins in childhood.

Children have their first and most important lessons in relationships in their family homes. They learn by watching their parents with each other, they learn by watching their parents with themselves and their siblings, and they learn through their interaction with their siblings. One of the first challenges that we are faced with when we enter into an adult relationship is that it is destructible. The relationship with our parents and siblings is indestructible, for better or for worse – they are always there. Even if we run away, they are still always there till death do we part. The relationship between parents and children is the only relationship that is relatively certain to be till death. Yet, somewhere in our subconscious minds we form, and act based upon a belief that a few words repeated before an official creates the same unbreakable bond. It does not and it has not for a very long time.

Divorce statistics show that eighty percent of marriages that end in divorce do so because of irreconcilable differences. Any relationship, including marriage will last as long as the needs of those involved are being met. This makes sense, but understanding those needs, grasping the importance of those needs and realizing how the survival of a marriage can hinge on the smallest thing is a little more difficult. This is because the smallest slight, or cruel word said in a fight never leaves the relationship. It never leaves the memory of the one who was slighted – never – ever, no matter what the person says. Put a person under hypnosis and you will find that throughout that person’s entire life there was not a leaf that blew by that is not remembered. We are, for better or for worse, memory keepers. No one knows for sure where all of the memories go, but what is a fact is that if the incident is repeated, the original one flies out to meet it and grow.

They say God is in the details, well, a relationship is strengthened or weakened by the details, the little tiny details and sometimes no one is aware of its condition until it snaps. One partner says, “What did I do”, the other partner says, “I don’t know, just a lot of things”. It is just a lot of little things. So many people think that the work ends when you say “I do”. This may be when we stop working, but it is also the time when the things that must be worked on begin to accumulate.

From the beginning of any relationship, we need to understand that if we have, ‘fallen in love’, then we are under the influence of a heavy intoxicant, maybe the heaviest.We are not in our right minds.The more that we struggle to see beyond our need for the next fix of the other person’s energy, the better chance we have at success.Clarity is the most important thing in having a successful relationship, make your needs clear – especially to yourself.My hand is a zillion times more mine than my husband will ever be.When it comes to another human being, we can’t take the word ‘mine’ too literally.No one abandons a relationship that makes them happy.No one cheats on a relationship that fulfils his or her needs.No one can be held down, held back, or controlled indefinitely.The only way to guarantee that the one you love is going to be there is to seek to make that person feel important, appreciated, loved, and most of all respected.

There are always two complete individuals and the relationship.The part of you that enters the relationship is the part of you who thinks first of the other – first my love, then us, then me.If you do this there will be times when you sacrifice what you want for your partner, but there will be equal times when your partner does the same for you.You don’t need to be in a relationship to worry about yourself, you can do that alone.

Forget about being right and never even consider winning. In a relationship if one person wins the fight, both lose the war. Sometimes we want our partners to think the same way as we do about everything. Only, if they really begin to do that we begin to feel that the person we fell in love with has been possessed by a member of the Stepford community. And sometimes if they don’t, we fear that we will lose our partner to someone who thinks the way that he or she does. If you are on opposing sides of an issue, respect the other’s right to see things from a different perspective than yours. If you have left your ego, and your baggage outside, an explanation, or saying, “These are the reasons that I feel this way…” may or may not convert the other person, but at least that person will have an understanding of why your beliefs are what they are and understanding in itself should make honoring your right to your beliefs easier.

Some beliefs, often religious or political are never going to become one.However, they are deeply charged with emotion and should not be criticized, discussed perhaps, but never critically.If there are little things that your partner needs that to you seem ridiculous – honor them.You will have you own share of ridiculous needs to be honored.

At some point in a relationship we realize that we do not want to continue without the other person. Not too long after that we have our first fight and realize that this unbelievable, one of a kind, made in heaven relationship is not indestructible. This causes that monster fear to raise its head. We become possessive, and jealous. At which point we remarkably do everything possible to alienate the person that we feel we can’t live without. We forget the most important thing, for some reason that can be articulated, this other person decided that he or she wanted to commit to us. What is important here is that whatever made that person, come to that decision was something about who we were, and what we did. It was never a specific thing, it was a mode of behavior, a way of being – what comes from the heart that beats inside of us. If you love someone and want to keep that person by your side till death do you part, be who you were when that person fell in love with you, and even more, when that person chose you to commit to.

We want to go to heaven but we don’t want to die.We want a guarantee that our partner will never leave us, but we don’t want to do the work to make them stay.If you are not sure as to what you should do, or if you have been fighting for so long that you have forgotten, ask your partner this, “What was it that made you want to spend your life with me?”“What can I do to make you want a life with me as badly as you did in the beginning?”This is not asking who else you should become, or, who else you should act like, it is asking what part of who you are that you have not been lately, or you could be more of.

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It is the unseen possibility that turns a journey into an adventure

Whether we believe in a world of fate or a world of free will, we are living in a world of possibilities.It makes no different whether our future is preordained or happens by chance we still have no idea what life has waiting just around the corner.We can’t plan corners only straight paths.Yet sometimes, what we did today lies in wait while something new, something completely unexpected jumps out at us from a hidden space.

Life in the Bronx had settled into consistency.My neighborhood was safe thanks to my mother’s personality.I had friends I had known all of my life.I knew what to expect, the good and the bad.My grandmother came over every Friday and stayed until Sunday.I made it through the week from weekend to weekend.All of my friends were born around the same time and for seven years we grew together.Friendship was not chosen we were born into it.Even though I was not white it did not matter from what I saw in my very small world.My father was not around much so his presence was a cause for celebration, not fighting.For me, life had settled into being as good as it gets.

Along comes the Throgs Neck Bridge!!The State decided to build a bridge and the toll booth would be directly across the street from my house.Everyone I knew had to move – my neighborhood was to be destroyed.For the first of many times, life came out of my blind spot. When I was told that we were moving I felt my insides turn to ice, I could not breathe.I would lose everything I knew.My father wanted to move to Connecticut, but my mother wanted to move to New Jersey and buy a house with my grandmother.She won.

I moved to Orange, NJ.It was a beautiful large house with thirteen rooms.When we arrived the house smelled so wonderful and new.There were shiny new wood floors and a big back yard.My room was so light and airy with a big beautiful canopy bed.Best of all, my grandmother was right upstairs on the third floor.My little sister and I went outside and walked around the block.The children did not come up to us, they just looked at us, as if we were aliens.My mother and grandmother were the only ones seen when the house was purchased, no one was prepared for the little black entourage that would come in after them.We were not welcome.

This bridge erased my life.My father only came home on weekends because the commute was too much.I think that the idea of sharing a house with my grandmother was made the commute even more unbearable.We now lived in a neighborhood where we were not welcome.There were forty children in my neighborhood, none of whom could play with us.There were a few Black families in the neighborhood, but they were tolerated.I was different I was a mixed breed.I was called Zebra, oreo cookie and nigger; parents threw rocks at me.I retreated within myself.Everything pointed to my being defective.

I found ways to cope; I drew an imaginary world of happy people and happy families.Slowly a few children began to come over and play.Before the first summer, my parents felt so sorry for my sister and I that they put in a swimming pool, the only one in the neighborhood except for Dionne Warwick who lived quite a distance from us.Suddenly, most of the children began to come over; their parents gave in so that they could swim during the long hot summer.I learned that prejudice is not a condition it is an obstacle.

Life is unexpected, things jump out at us from the Universe, like bridges that change our lives.We cannot plan for them, we cannot prepare for all of the possibilities.All that we can do is seek the purpose of the new path that we have been placed upon.My life has not been built upon a well thought out plan, but upon a series of unexpected turns, roadblocks, and detours.It has been built on possibilities, those bugaboos that jump out at you from behind the bushes and around the corners that we cannot see.

At no moment have we been misguided, nowhere have mistakes been made, and nothing has ever caused us to be anywhere but where we were destined to be when we were destined to be there. The opportunity is ours to embrace each moment, each day with all of its possibilities.We need to believe that although now is forever, it is a container that holds ever changing ever evolving contents. In as little as five minutes, an entire road may be closed and a totally uncharted one opened.Good, bad, or just plain boring, this is still now and the possibilities are still endless.We may be at a point where we have stopped for a while but we are never at the end.We are always on the road to success.

If we are walking down the street and a wall appears to obstruct our paths, it would not benefit us to stand there and yell at it for appearing.It would only cause unnecessary pain to throw our bodies against it.We need to let go and welcome the visit from God and check to see what His new plan is for us.

Life is experience and symbolism at the same time.Each experience represents something which is a part of our growth.The lessons never change, only the classrooms.A new man or woman enters our lives different face, different body and different voice, yet in a short time we find, much to our amazement that we are in the same relationship that we have been in time and time before.Astrologically nothing in life happens that is not promised within our birth.Our lives are either their fulfillment; or our charts are the imagesof our journeythrough symbols.We should take this even further to the understandingthat when we come into each incarnationwe come with a vehicle.This vehicle is equipped with all that we need to travel and prosper on our journey. All of our possibilitiesare built in.

If we spend the time seeing the lessons, seeing the things that happen and the people that enter our lives we will findthat there are patterns.The archetypal hero has many different challenges to overcome, many labors to endure.By looking within, by examining the lives that we have lived we will see our hero’s journey.One of my lessons is to be like the Buddhic monks who spend hours upon hours creating the most beautiful works of art in sand, only to have them blown away.The lesson of non-attachment has pervaded my life since the day that I was born.I also know that I must work hard for anything that I want and hard work will not guarantee my reward.I have to do for the sake of doing. These are patterns – my patterns.This is a part of the plan of my life.I also know that my life brings me constantly to the edge.If I am to be saved it will be at the 11th hour and so close to the end that only a fool would count on being saved.This too is a pattern.Understanding the patterns in our lives brings us closer to understanding the lessons and therefore reaping the rewards in learning them.

We are born into a family with its beliefs and its accepted boundaries.As we seekour place within that family we utilize those aspects of ourselves that make our fitting in easier. Those aspects of ourselves that do not fit, we put away out of sight, even from ourselves.Each of those aspects is an untapped resource that we have. It is just awaiting the arena to unfold.It is part of a possibility that has not yet become apparent.To expose those hidden parts of ourselves would not permit us to fit within our family structure.Those aspects of ourselves and of our pathsthat we hide from the light surface as dreams, wishes, longings and even doubts. They wait to be awakened by the Universe to fulfill their place in our life plan. The road ahead may seem clear, or paved with obstacles, but that is only its appearance, behind the corners, lie a million possibilities that we cannot even imagine. Tomorrow may be just another day, or the day that changes our entire lives.We cannot see all of the possibilities that are around us.Yet they are the things that life is made up of. They are the building blocks of our moments.

When things go well we don’t care about possibilities, and they go wrong we don’t believe in them.Yet the possibilities are all around us, remaining unaffected by our beliefs.They guide our lives.No matter how carefully we planthe future; it is possibilities that create it.

The journeyof man from cave dweller to space traveler is a journey built on those possibilities. They fuel the adventure. It is not what we expect but what we do not expect that puts the life into living.

1979 was a very bad year for me.It was a year of seeing reality as I had never seen it before.I saw my place in the picture, and the responsibility that I had for being in that place.From where I sat I was living up to my mother’s expectations of failure.My life was not moving forward as were the lives of my friends.My daughter was six years old and I was not prepared for the responsibility.My ex-husband was fighting me over child support and in order to make my suffering greater he was refusing to see our child.I felt alone.Then one day, my boss went through my desk drawer and I felt so invaded that I quit.Honestly, I did not even know that I was going to do it until the words left my lips.Once done, I could not take it back although my boss gave me the opportunity.

I felt as though there were a brick wall in front of my life.I was not equipped to do the things that I needed to do for my daughter.I realized that I was not prepared to be the adult I was supposed to be.I was not prepared to be the mother and provider I was supposed to be.I felt so small and lost.Despair filled me, at 28 I had no options, no doors seemed open to me and a child depended on me for everything.I felt as though I were in quick sand I could neither pull myself out nor stop myself from sinking deeper.

My Grandmother pushed me to go and find a job, another any job.Feeling so frustrated that I had to punish myself; I went out on my birthday to make a fruitless attempt at getting a job fully prepared to come home having found nothing and prove once again my worthlessness.I walked by a Temp Agency and decided to walk in.After I filled out my application and failed the typing test the phone rang.An office in the building needed someone immediately, they needed a body and my poor typing skills were outweighed by their desperation.I had any job.This job changed my entire life.It led to my own business.This temp job allowed me to give my daughter everything that I wanted and to feel that I was not a failure.It was a twist in the road.Not visible from where I stood, a possibility that changed my life. This is how our possibilities I walked into a temporary agency looking for some work for a week or two and my entire life changed.Walking into that door brought me to a road that took me from rags to riches.This is how our possibilities work.”

My niece was a college professor in Iowa.The only person that she was comfortable relating to was her ex-husband.Although divorced, circumstances caused them to maintain their relationship.This environment, in which they both felt very out of place, left them dependent upon each other.She believed that this need for companionship was love.They had nothing in common; she had every reason to divorce him when she did.He finally met someone else and left her in a very deceitful manner, but because she was alone and feeling that there were no options left for happiness she wanted to get him back.Regardless of how I tried to remind her that he was not good for her, she just wanted him.

As the reality of a long summer alone in Iowa approached, she decided to do something that would take her to an environment where she did not feel his presence on every street.She decided to choose between spending a summer in Miami with me or going to Paris and learn French.I convinced her that summer in Florida was not a vacation, and Paris held such rich possibilities. So she applied for a grant and all of the pieces fell into place for her to leave for Paris. For the first few weeks her depression was upstaged by the beauty and excitement of Paris.But after a few weeks the pain returned.She began to feel the hopelessness of believing that her life would remain empty, and she would be a lonely old maid.Everywhere she looked she saw couples laughing, holding hands and filling themselves with the aura of romance that was the city.She became more and more resigned to a life that frankly, for her would not be worth living.

One night an old friend insisted that she come to a party he and his wife were giving.Although she was convinced that it would be another night of watching happy couples sharing what she would never again have, out of a sense of obligation and resignation, she accepted.Suddenly, she had a movie moment; a man appeared in front of her who was everything that she had ever dreamed the perfect man to be.The rest of the people in the room faded into the background and the two came together.It was love at first sight.Within six months she was married and living in Paris.It was a story that she herself would have never believed possible only a month before.She saw no way for anything in her life to change – but change it did.We do not see the steps that pave our destiny, we don’t plan them, we don’t work our plan – God’s plan works us.

Sometimes everything just seems lost, and sometimes we just get tired of looking.Perhaps we just need to rest; or we need to clear our eyes so that we may see what is coming.Whether it is a talent we didn’t know that we had, or an opportunitythat we never thought we could have had; anything is possible at any time.

This means that however hopeless things seem, we should never give up and no matter how good things are we should never get too comfortable.All that we can do is enjoy the ride.


 

Evolution–There’s Something Happening Here part 2 – The Split

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When Greg Braden’s  book, “Awakening To Zero Point” said that love and compassion could change one’s DNA it sounded a bit far fetched to me.  Still, it remained in my consciousness like a magnet waiting to draw together the information I needed to understand it.  That came to me many years later when I happened upon an article about the genetic mutations that occurred during an experiment in Russia on Silver Foxes.

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The Experiment

From “American Scientist”

“In setting up our breeding experiment, Belyaev bypassed that initial trauma. He began with 30 male foxes and 100 vixens, most of them from a commercial fur farm in Estonia. The founding foxes were already tamer than their wild relatives. Foxes had been farmed since the beginning of this century, so the earliest steps of domestication—capture, caging and isolation from other wild foxes—had already left their marks on our foxes’ genes and behavior.

From the outset, Belyaev selected foxes for tameness and tameness alone, a criterion we have scrupulously followed. Selection is strict; in recent years, typically not more than 4 or 5 percent of male offspring and about 20 percent of female offspring have been allowed to breed. To ensure that their tameness results from genetic selection, we do not train the foxes. Most of them spend their lives in cages and are allowed only brief “time dosed” contacts with human beings. Pups are caged with their mothers until they are 11/2 to 2 months old. Then they are caged with their litter mates but without their mothers. At three months, each pup is moved to its own cage.

Figure 3. Piebald coat colorClick to Enlarge Image To evaluate the foxes for tameness, we give them a series of tests. When a pup is one month old, an experimenter offers it food from his hand while trying to stroke and handle the pup. The pups are tested twice, once in a cage and once while moving freely with other pups in an enclosure, where they can choose to make contact either with the human experimenter or with another pup. The test is repeated monthly until the pups are six or seven months old.

At seven or eight months, when the foxes reach sexual maturity, they are scored for tameness and assigned to one of three classes. The least domesticated foxes, those that flee from experimenters or bite when stroked or handled, are assigned to Class III. (Even Class III foxes are tamer than the calmest farm-bred foxes. Among other things, they allow themselves to be hand fed.) Foxes in Class II let themselves be petted and handled but show no emotionally friendly response to experimenters. Foxes in Class I are friendly toward experimenters, wagging their tails and whining. In the sixth generation bred for tameness we had to add an even higher-scoring category. Members of Class IE, the “domesticated elite,” are eager to establish human contact, whimpering to attract attention and sniffing and licking experimenters like dogs. They start displaying this kind of behavior before they are one month old. By the tenth generation, 18 percent of fox pups were elite; by the 20th, the figure had reached 35 percent. Today elite foxes make up 70 to 80 percent of our experimentally selected population.

Now, 40 years and 45,000 foxes after Belyaev began, our experiment has achieved an array of concrete results. The most obvious of them is a unique population of 100 foxes (at latest count), each of them the product of between 30 and 35 generations of selection. They are unusual animals, docile, eager to please and unmistakably domesticated. When tested in groups in an enclosure, pups compete for attention, snarling fiercely at one another as they seek the favor of their human handler. Over the years several of our domesticated foxes have escaped from the fur farm for days. All of them eventually returned. Probably they would have been unable to survive in the wild.

Physical Changes

Physically, the foxes differ markedly from their wild relatives. Some of the differences have obvious links to the changes in their social behavior. In dogs, for example, it is well known that the first weeks of life are crucial for forming primary social bonds with human beings. The “window” of bonding opens when a puppy becomes able to sense and explore its surroundings, and it closes when the pup starts to fear unknown stimuli. According to our studies, nondomesticated fox pups start responding to auditory stimuli on day 16 after birth, and their eyes are completely open by day 18 or 19. On average, our domesticated fox pups respond to sounds two days earlier and open their eyes a day earlier than their nondomesticated cousins. Nondomesticated foxes first show the fear response at 6 weeks of age; domesticated ones show it after 9 weeks or even later. (Dogs show it at 8 to 12 weeks, depending on the breed.) As a result, domesticated pups have more time to become incorporated into a human social environment.

Figure 4. In typical silver foxesClick to Enlarge Image Moreover, we have found that the delayed development of the fear response is linked to changes in plasma levels of corticosteroids, hormones concerned with an animal’s adaptation to stress. In foxes, the level of corticosteroids rises sharply between the ages of 2 to 4 months and reach adult levels by the age of 8 months. One of our studies found that the more advanced an animal’s selection for domesticated behavior was, the later it showed the fear response and the later came the surge in its plasma corticosteroids. Thus, selection for domestication gives rises to changes in the timing of the postnatal development of certain physiological and hormonal mechanisms underlying the formation of social behavior.

Other physical changes mirror those in dogs and other domesticated animals. In our foxes, novel traits began to appear in the eighth to tenth selected generations. The first ones we noted were changes in the foxes’ coat color, chiefly a loss of pigment in certain areas of the body, leading in some cases to a star-shaped pattern on the face similar to that seen in some breeds of dog. Next came traits such as floppy ears and rolled tails similar to those in some breeds of dog. After 15 to 20 generations we noted the appearance of foxes with shorter tails and legs and with underbites or overbites. The novel traits are still fairly rare. Most of them show up in no more than a few animals per 100 to a few per 10,000. Some have been seen in commercial populations, though at levels at least a magnitude lower than we recorded in our domesticated foxes.”

This story made me realize that behavior, or a tendency towards certain behaviors are genetically programmed.  These traits are written in our DNA.  If there was any doubt about this, these foxes would have to dispel it.  In this experiment the the foxes were separated into 3 initial categories.

If we were to classify the people living during this evolutionary time, Type III would be those drawn to groups which sought to exclude or eliminate anyone, race, or religious group that was different than their own.  Those who believe that any “other” is a threat to themselves, a threat worth whatever it might take to prevent any chance of infiltration.  It would also include those in government or corporations who see the loss of life of the “other” , or the suffering of the “other” as an acceptable price for doing business,

Type II would be those individuals who believe in the idea of unity and love of mankind, and who are able to embrace individuals who are different, but, are unable, in this lifetime to embrace humanity in general, out of fear.  Then there are those in industry who are able to feel sympathy for those who suffer, and do give to help others, if However, they would follow the rich young man in the following parable:

Matthew 19:16-30

New International Version (NIV)

The Rich and the Kingdom of God

16 Just then a man came up to Jesus and asked, “Teacher, what good thing must I do to get eternal life?”

17 “Why do you ask me about what is good?” Jesus replied. “There is only One who is good. If you want to enter life, keep the commandments.”

18 “Which ones?” he inquired.

Jesus replied, “‘You shall not murder, you shall not commit adultery, you shall not steal, you shall not give false testimony, 19 honor your father and mother,’[a] and ‘love your neighbor as yourself.’[b]

20 “All these I have kept,” the young man said. “What do I still lack?”

21 Jesus answered, “If you want to be perfect, go, sell your possessions and give to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven. Then come, follow me.”

22 When the young man heard this, he went away sad, because he had great wealth.

These souls are close, but just not ready to open up unconditionally.  Many who think that they would be ready, would not, many who think they would not be ready, would.

Then there are those who are Type I, these are the souls who spent lifetimes working towards this point.  They are eager for the evolutionary growth, and almost certain, being honest with themselves, that they would follow the path to perfection.  Their only self doubt lies in their awareness that they have had moments of being lost in the material world.  However, in reality, they are prepared and their “material moments” were only tests of their ability to let go.

Type IE has been ready for lifetimes to be in this position and are already carrying this evolutionary “chip”, and are only working towards full activation.

With this increasing build up of spiritual energy, there is an equally increasing build up of the fear within those groups that belong to the world, those groups activated by force rather than power.  The fear creates violent emotions, which are energized by repressed rage.  To those who are in the latter two types, the energy coming from those who are not here to make that leap is unnerving.

There have been unexplained evolutionary leaps made by humans.  Many times these leaps are attributed to alien intervention.  If we look at the foxes, that took a great number of generations.  And I can say that I myself did not have parents that I would consider any higher than type III, maybe a mixture of II and III.

For humans the evolution has to be through past lives.  All of the people that I know of who would be going those this evolutionary leap have come from past lives deeply immersed in spiritual lives, not necessarily in religious ones, and those who were involved in religious institutions, were rebels working to change the system.

I believe that what Bill Clinton did with Monica Lewinsky was wrong.  However, I did not believe that it had anything to do with his ability as a president.  In fact, after the entire situation died down, it was made public that many of his most vicious attackers were guilty of the same moral misconduct.  To me the political parties, the red and the blue were so different in attitude and overall temperament that they seemed like different species.  Of course I did not think of that at the time,

No, I really began to be truly troubled when President Bush came into office. This was when I began to feel like a stranger in a strange land. It is difficult for me to describe, but it began to feel like the, “Invasion of the Body Snatchers”.  The judgment, bigotry, and hidden rage that seemed to surface during Bush’s time in office scared me, particularly from the Christian Right.  I was really uncomfortable with the energy during that time, but when Obama ran for office the atmosphere felt really eerie.

People were brimming with hatred for someone who they did not even know.  It looked like when some people said Obama’s name their heads were going to start spinning.  This weird energy has continued since the campaign.  I remember the Democratic Convention was filled with people who all looked different, standing around talking about unity and compassion, coming together as one nation.  It was a tearfest.

On the other hand, the Republican National Convention was all about rejection, greed, hatred, separation, division, us against them, it was a night of venomous rhetoric.

My opinion, and again, I say this because it will sound strange, but it is what I believe, is that homo sapiens are evolving a subspecies species of human. I said in my last post that there is this energy of unity that is pervading the earth. It is fueled by the power of Spirit. However, the other energy here, the law of the jungle, the dog eat dog, survival of the fittest energy has been building and growing for a very long time.  There are many more souls on earth, young souls deeply connected to this karmic pattern on earth.

At this time when the one Age is coming to an end and another is opening up, there is this time of harvest.  And so, during these past years since 1987 things have been growing.  The things fueled by force,. like greed,. hatred, separatism, and prejudice. have been driving the direction of the world.  Everything that the we are involved in around the world, the wars, the disasters. oil spills, all that endangers our health and wellbeing are connected with greed or lust for power, whether it is corporate power, religious power, governmental power, greed has been the cornerstone of what happens in our world today.

It is an energy that floats in the ether.  It is destroying the earth and so it had to be countered.  First, many children were coming into the world with down syndrome.  These children were simply souls carrying the energy of love who were not susceptible to any of the lower emotions, they were only love.  And so these souls began to anchor pure love here.

After that there has been a growing number of children born in the Autism Spectrum, these children are only accessible through love.  also unable to hold the negative energies of the earth, but these children are more varied in their abilities.  Though some of these souls came solely to anchor love and light, others will have highly focused skills which will be needed to rebuild and heal the earth as she herself is reborn.

So what is happening to us? I believe that those of us who have connected with the love in our hearts and the burning desire to live in world where we feel the fellowship of man, and know the true meaning of wealth are changing, are evolving down to our DNA into a subspecies of homo sapiens.

Not too long ago I read about Bonobos, a species of Chimp only discovered in 1929. Of their  origin, we only know that they split from chimpanzees after humans.  They still resemble chimps with a smaller body, and longer hair that is parted in the middle,. but the greatest differences between the Bonobos and the classic chimp are these:

Chimpanzees
Coarse and hot-tempered
• Raise their hair in anger often
Physical violence is common
• They pull attackers close to bite them
• Voice: use U and O vowels
• Less vocal
• Copulate as necessary, from behind
• Babies born with pale skin which turns dark with age
• Robust features and prominent snout, shorter hair

CHIMPANZEES are social animals that are active during the day (they are diurnal). They live in small, stable groups (called communities or unit groups) of about 40-60 individuals. Smaller subgroups of 6-10 chimps stay together for a while, with the membership changing over time. *Males are dominant and control with violence. (Political violence is common)

Bonobos
• Sensitive, attentive and nervous
• Rarely raise their hair
• Physical violence almost never occurs
• Defend themselves by kicking
• Voice: use A and E vowels
• More vocal
• Copulate frequently, indiscriminately and face to face
• Babies born with dark skin and red lips
• Slender features, short snout, longer hair that parts in middle

-BONOBOS often join with up to 200 group members at a time, they tend to be more friendly, passive and socially accommodating. Chimpanzees often have political fights and riots and are not very social with the other groups. *Females are dominant and control with sex. There is a male hierarchy but it is based upon the position of the mother, and is subordinate to the dominant females.

“ – C. MacDuffee. from his site “Who cares about issues – I do”

Today’s human evolved out of the changing requirements necessary for survival of the species on the earth.  We had to inhabit the entire earth, adjust to varying environment factors in a moments notice.  We were required to procreate – multiply, and insure the survival of our offspring.  There was a need for a strong emphasis on recklessness, and on protection of ones self, ones own and ones tribe  It was not possible to protect a group larger than that.  The time comes when new skills are necessary to insure the survival of our world, and of our ability to thrive and grow on it.  Today these skills are the ability to come together and share, love and help each other and the earth.  This would call for a species to evolve to meet this need.

Those of us who have chosen this path have chosen a path of delayed gratification.  Our true joy will come as we join together with others.  Our sense of success will be realized not through material gain, but through our spiritual gain.  Now through the what we can amass, but through what we can share and what we can give.