Writing a book by living it

C. G. Jung discovered that a persons' life is a movie like story that one discovers as one lives it. His idea of his life plot was to discover the collective unconscious. After reading a lot during the past 33 years, and living a 'strange life' within my real life circumstances, I don't agree that he discovered as much as he might have. The Collected Works were written from a rational mind.  I realize he was unable to integrate the 'irrational/subjective' experiences he wrote  down in the Red Book; Seven Sermons to the Dead; and the last chapters of Memories, Dreams and  Reflections into reality.

I've also mentioned that Emanuel Swedenborg and others had already written about the fact that now (thanks to the Internet) its known that all civilizations share similar inner images and develop stories from them about the 'gods', invisible forces and their own relationship to nature. Reading information that's new to me has created the body of  my never ending life story, although the fact that I've had several 'mind-quakes' after the first one in 1984 is important to understand. I get new ideas from old information when my life plot is being revealed to me.

I've just re- re-read a wonderful article by Luis Monteil and M. S. Beer (The Symbolism of Dream (1814) by Gotthilf Heinrich von Schubert: another link in the Aurea Catena) that suggested the presence of an 'inner poet' within the individual;  an entity that is 'crestfallen in the present existence'. I quote:  "This' strange' poet hidden inside us seems to find an unwanted pleasure in what saddens us, and has on the contrary, a very grave idea about our pleasures, which shows that he is not always comfortable with our present existence'.

And 'in fact, nature seems to agree with the 'hidden poet' inside us and together they mock our miserable joy and our joyful misery."
I've met that entity but it seems to me to not always be contrary, like a toddler in the "NO!" phase. There are phases when it  agrees with me, that's when its work is being accomplished through what I do, physically. Then if I can 'get the message in its form which is in the language of that deep, really deep level of mind'  I see a correspondence between my mental and physical content. I had to learn to see that correspondence but often they match perfectly so its impossible not to see that perfect timing in events, which I could not foresee myself.

It  is 'serendipity'. a word that  Alan Vaughn defined as 'the art of finding something valuable when you are looking for something else'. Its a kind of coincidence but not the kind that's easy to describe briefly.

The 'strange poet within' began to get my attention in the late 70s' and  early 1980's. It created a sentence of its own, and inserted it into my own thought but I recognized I had not 'thought' that thought myself. The hidden poet within repeated that thought until I was curious, and that didn't happen quickly.

When I recognized the mind produced sentence because it was repeating spontaneously and knew  I had not 'thought' it myself, that was a miracle, a slow moving miracle, timed so I could watch and listen to a 'voice' unlike ours. However I can only realize that now, 33 years after the event happened! Life plots don't follow a linear pattern, its like 'abstracting order from chaos' the way William Blake described it,  to build the entire story as one lives life in Time in a body.

I have just listened to Dr. Phil whose latest book is as he honestly says, about the 'new normal'. He's not lived the 'new normal' himself, at least not physically because he's listened and learned from others that the old rules are gone. He's heard and counseled  people who have  lived through most of the problems of our current slot in Time and up to a point, he's very good at his job. But his experience is from other peoples' life plot.

There are facts that he doesn't seem to know yet, about family life that I didn't know myself, until the 'change of life' happened in my family. (I base my understanding on personal experience but  its validated in The Family Unconscious, An Invisible Bond by E. Bruce Taub-Bynum; as well as several books authored by Theodore Reik, and a recent book by Kenneth Kimmel, Eros and The Shattering Gaze, Transcending Narcissism. I had lived much of that book.

Theodore Reik is an important person in my life plot.  He wrote that no scientific studies had been done of the effect of one person's unconscious on another BUT  he didn't realize how he'd written his own story, had woven it around Goethes'  until he was in his 60's. That's when he wrote Fragment of a Great Confession! Theodore Reik, by the age of 18, had read everything Goethe had written!

There's a debate about whether men have a menopause going on in the news now; to me, its a family change, a symbiotic experience, not well known apparently to males. But there's no doubt in my mind that there is a family connection and that a change in one member can and does affect the family.

 Watch the movie, Ash Wednesday starring Henry Fonda and Elizabeth Taylor to understand that males do 'change' at midlife. Its about a man who said the classic words associated with male menopause, (which I read in a book one day in 1984 or thereabouts and realized I'd recently heard someone say those words almost word for word, to me. Its a symbiotic family based experience, not well known probably because its just now possible to study such 'bonds' as are in families on small scales as in larger families, the entire family of man.

The new normal has happened  to us, and many should have experienced the 'new normal' as it advanced and began to replace the normal where I lived. It happened to people that did not know their life plot but more than a few know it now.

Divorces and the problems associated with severing ties that at times are too binding; the complicated  affairs relating to child care, support/custody, legal  processes that don't make sense and are incredibly time consuming and expensive, and the lack of  knowledge of the psychological sense itself and its role in history from even the ancient past, the new normal began there...

Coming into contact with the real world that lies behind the wavering mirage of the visible world.

Many authors have tried to describe what I am trying to describe, which is basically a new language that is probably in our genes now.  C. G. Jung wrote that an individuation pattern is 'inherent in man'. That may be literally true but only one author seems to me to have directly experienced the thing that is trying to make contact with those of us who live on this planet: Peter D. Ouspensky. 

A language has to come from some intelligent source and have some purpose its trying to accomplish or what's the point? There's a chapter in A New Model of the Universe in which  he wrote  about his actual contact with that Other, which spoke in hieroglyphs and which conveyed information in what seems to me to have been a wordless language. He obviously felt he was listened to and sometimes got answers:

 "I did not obtain particularly new facts through my experiments, but I got many thoughts. When I saw that my first aim, i.e., objective magic, remained unattainable, I began to think that the artificial creation of mystical states might become the beginning of a new method in psychology. This aim would have been attained if I had found it possible to change my state of consciousness while at the same time retaining full power of observation. This proved to be impossible to the full extent. The state of consciousness changed, but I could not control the change, could never say for certain in what the experiment would result, and even could not always observe; ideas followed upon one another and vanished too quickly. I had to recognise that though my experiments had established many possibilities, they did not give material for exact conclusions. The fundamental questions as to the relation of subjective magic to objective magic and to mysticism remained without decisive answers.

But after my experiments I began to understand many things differently. I began to understand that many philosophical and metaphysical speculations, entirely different in theme, form, and terminology, might in actual fact have been attempts to express precisely that which I came to know, and which I have tried to describe. I understood that behind many of the systems of the study of the world and man there might lie experiences and sensations very similar to my own, perhaps identical with them. I understood that for centuries and thousands of years human thought has been circling around something that it has never succeeded in expressing.

In any case my experiments established for me with indisputable clarity the possibility of coming into contact with the real world that lies behind the wavering mirage of the visible world. I saw that knowledge of the real world was possible but, as became clearer and clearer to me during my experiments, it required a different approach and a different preparation.
Putting together all that I had read and heard of, I could not but see that many before me had come to the same result, and many, most probably, had gone much further than I. But all of them had always been inevitably confronted with the same difficulty, namely the impossibility of conveying in the language of the dead (world, my addition) the impressions of the living world. All of them except those who knew another approach.... I came to the conclusion that without the help of those who know another approach it is impossible to do anything. "

I'm not sure any experiments such as Ouspensky devised are necessary and a physically present teacher may not be necessary, but another approach to getting information is necessary. The psychological sense as a new mindset in Freud's writings is the same form that created the Greek mythologies and even prior to their era. I suggest reading Norman O. Brown's  Life Against Death,  because in that book he described what I've experienced that the unconscious becomes conscious by connecting, being reflected by some event in the exterior world. This is just the beginning however, recognizing that a hidden world begins to 'speak' through those events.
 That's my opinion although  learning does begin with the language of the visible world. I grew up hearing the adults I  knew say that 'life is a school and we are the students' often enough that the words took root. They were stabilizers when my mind changed my thought was different in fact I'd been 'thought' less basically until this point  that changed every aspect of what is outside my body: everything and every thing .

Life as my guru.

I'm going to try to write shorter posts, more often.  I've been told I need to do that.

 

I'm beginning this post with a picture that my youngest son drew when he was 9 years old. I kept it in a box for a few decades then decided to have it  framed and give it to him for his birthday. That's when he told me what the picture was 'saying'. Or what he intended it to 'say'. He was in his late 30's then and I'm sure he could not have told me when he was 9 years old what was in his mind when he painted the Narcissus and butterflies.  I remember telling him that Narcissus always face the sun.

When he got the present he remembered right away what he'd thought: " I wanted the flowers to talk to each other, they needed to talk to each other." I was temporarily stunned  because the picture was an  image of what was going on in his home, in his life and in the bigger picture, the flow of  ideas in history, his story.

He has not read the myth of Narcissus and Echo, but until I was in my mid 50's neither had I. I bought a book about Narcissism, The Character Disorder and its Transformation sometime in 1987.That's when I went to a showing of Jung's Wisdom of the Dream,but I'd been influenced very much by Bill Moyers talks with Joseph Campbell also. I had never watched documentaries they were boring to me, but that was the beginning of finding a guru waiting patiently in life's events for me to begin to listen to it.

When I did read about how Narcissus saw his reflection in a pond  and was talking to himself, I felt that I was reading words that told me a fact that I'd lived and become aware of. But with the strange literalness of transferring the word 'reflection' to be a reference about his 'thought'. He did not recognize his thought was about himself, but this is not all thought, but certain thought, a certain quality of thought. That kind of thought, which is marked by seeming to be spoken to one, rather that produced by ones one self was new to me but only to me at that junction point. This is an introduction to my own experience when it began to happen to me.

 The lonely Echo that repeated the last words he said to his image in the pond were also about a certain relationship many females live unknowingly.  I recognized that a 9 years old boy had captured this in his painting.

The metamorphosis of the changes that butterflies go through as an image of a life process may have been stored as  unconscious knowledge, i,.e, in certain inner content  but the idea  was a great distance from 'falling into speech' to quote Emanuel Swedenborg. A lot happened in a few decades that has changed relationships in families.  But a few decades had brought that kind of information into speech that was easy to say at that point.

I've experienced that a great distance exists in the mind, between certain content and being able  write it then even later say it easily aloud. The information to understand certain experiences many individuals try to write about now, seems to be more available now than it was 25 years ago.

 I heard my self and saw my body in a new kind of perception for several years, and learned a lot about my mind and life during that span, when self observation and a life re-view was carefully initiated. Some individuals do not recognize that initiation. Or as the parable of the sower speaks about, its not easy to maintain a fixed idea. The ancients wrote that every thing becomes its opposite as time passes. That seems to hint at a fact!

The history of myths and the fact that they contain in a concealed form a truth was a field we in my family knew nothing about, it was not a topic we talked about at  the dinner table.

Suggested reading, its available to read  on the Internet or through Amazon: Ethan Allen Hitchcock's book: Remarks Upon Alchemy & the Alchemists 1857. He preceded Jung by a few decades in his thought about the strange relationship of the physical world to the inner world.

 

The purpose in life: to discover something new

Have you ever known a person that believes that what happened in the past is  fixed, that nothing that's happened can  be changed ?  That's a common belief, wars happened, goverments changed, events beyond the personal level have had effects. So its  almost common to believe the past is fixed, in a certain way. But I believe its essential to look beyond the generation in which I've lived  to realize that understanding the past in a new way is possible.In my opinion, that's why I (and every other individual) was born. (01-02-1932 7:30 a.m, that was a Saturday in Roachdale, Indiana was when I breathed my first  breath. If I'd been born a day later  my encounter with 'history' itself could not have happened.) So many changes in a few decades have forced us to think about the new future by re-viewing the past.

That is our individual task in linear time: to re-view, and I mean literally to see again with new eyes and a unique personal history the effects of the past on a persons' unique life contents and discover one is 'led' to discover what is unique in that life. That's the most diffficult task, recognizing one is 'directed', similar to how a satellite might feel if it had consciousness and language, of being manipulated from afar, but on this planet. A progression of personal evolution, a process that selects an individual guided by an unseen but detectable presence requires events to happen in the most invisible territory, in that one mind. With my hindsight and my background of reading science fictions from a very young age, I believe the process has been fictionalized by some hard core scientists!   Somewhat akin to the evolution of David Bowman in Arthur C. Clarkes' fictional Space Odesseys, a  new life emerges. He begins in a body but that's just the first stage, he is learning to live without a body and work for a hidden intelligence that he no longer doubts is activating his life.

In the years since 1980, when Mt. St.Helens erupted near where I lived, ideas about time have changed very much. In 2013 movies, television shows, books about time travel are being made and talked about. It is possible to think that certain ideas, ie., 'Dust thou were and to dust thou returneth.' were a kind of Divine Foresight which Isaac Newton recognized was supposed to prove there has been  Divine Providence! Those words can be re-understood to point towards a foreknowledge of quantum physics: "Quantum particles thou were in the beginning and to quantum particles thou will returneth in the ending."

I hear a voice coming at me every day, I hear it everywhere now but  its not a human voice. The voice has been speaking on this planet before records were kept, that seems obvious to me, it seems to be heard by many individuals now. However in 1984 I had no information about the past, I knew very little about history so at this  point in Time, I look back into my past and recognize that I and certain significant people I know, were  born to  unite in a certain way, at a certain time, to begin to detect this voice. It has been hidden, embedded within activities in every day life.

 It, this 'voice'  had to be abstracted from  that embeddeness. It literally is an artifically created voice, not created by computers, but by a pattern that has been verified but not by science. How did it begin? 

Alan Vaughn describes in his Incredible Coincidence, The Baffling World Of Synchronicity, how a person can become a bit player in their own individual life and become a star in someone else's life.  I read that book just when those words seemed somehow electrified so that I lingered over them.

The title of the book came to my attention when I was searching in a library card file, for the author of another book whose name I'd forgotten! Library card files are obsolete now of course but it was pure chance that I was looking for thebook,  An Imagined World, because I'd forgotten the authors name. It was just when I was flipping through the card file that I had noticed, then paused to see the name of a book:  "Incredible Coincidence". That happened just when that kind of synchronization was beginning to happen to me but that kind of personal  association was not one I expected to form then. I'd already experienced a few 'strange' events that seemed unlikely to happen even once in a life time because of the perfect timing.

That process of abstraction is not difficult to describe now, its almost certainly what creates a book that has a long bibliography at the end, such as I find at the end of a book I've just finished: The Syndetic Paradigm, by Robert Aziz.  The author has read a lot, but has abstracted certain information from other authors and from them formed a new understanding, at least its new to him. I saw the process at work in my own life although I'm not an author. The process itself created the 'voice' and the information necessary to understand it, in a form that is literally the basis for Carl Sagan's  fictional book (!!), Contact. The 'voice' began to speak in the location where I and other individuals were living and doing something specific: introducing higher levels of our national dance, square dancing, to the reluctant mainstream level dancers, beginning in the late 1970's into the amazing years after 1984!

Television commercials  now, and in 1984  contain words that could  not logically be said about automobiles. "I see the miraculous around me every where..." is a recent commercial I heard, the words were about Cisco. But in my mind an association was formed automatically to Peter D. Ouspensky because I've read most of his books. To some one that hasn't read In Search of the Miraculous, the commercial is just words..... probably.

I remember reading a book in the late 1980's, about a young man that wanted to re-live his life from  a certain point so that he could undo a mistake he'd made when he was 13 years old. He believed  he could do differently which would change his future, his present 'now' so that he'd be able to court a young woman he loved but could not hope to support. He was in deep despair when he chanced to meet a magician that told him it was possible to re-live that period. But nothing would happen differently. The Magician told the young man he would do what he'd done before. That proved to be true.  Ivan Osokin observed  helplessly as he relived again the past. He observed himself relive his past, knowing as he did, his own future.  Even knowing the future he could not 'will' his own body to do differently. The idea of 'self observation' was not one I had ever thought about.

Th Strange Life of Ivan Osokin by P. D. Ouspensky was just a book I picked up somewhere, I don't remember exactly when the book  came to my attention but the first mention of it was when I read a strange book: Theory of Eternal Life by Rodney Collin. Its really about the 'worlds of quantum physics' believe it or not!  The timing seems miraculous because in 2013 so much has changed about 'time'.  Its not a topic that only scientists think about.  I'd never heard of P. D. Ouspensky, or so it seemed at the time I read The Strange Life of Ivan Osokin because I'd not noticed it was mentioned in Collins' book.

 In a conversation between Ivan and the Magician I read these words: "You have inadvertently guessed a very great secret..." The words, those particular words made me feel strange, I had no language then to describe this strange feeling that made me pause and re-read the words several times, wondering (of course) what the 'very great secret' might be.The idea of a very great secret would make anyone pause to wonder, but the feeling of strangeness was what I wondered about primarily.

The words were being brought to my attention, seleected and highlighted by a function of mind, that I believe now is the real work of the transcendental function itself.

This morning is 33 years later than when I began to read 'that kind of book', but in those decades, my past has been re-viewed in great detail and in its exact specific, very specific content. In 1983 I had neurological tests done that resulted in my being told my handedness had changed but that was just one area of change in my body, which I believed was caused by a head injury. This kind of 'accident' can happen to anyone but it seemed to cause a change in how everything outside of my body affected me. Everything was different rather gradually.

By 1984 I was hearing everything differently than normal for me and seeing the familiar material world very differently, yet nothing was really different. It was obvious to me (eventually) that the change was all in my body/mind/brain, but other specific people seemed to be connected to that change; noticing  that was what almost sunk my mental boat while an  overwhelmingly new understanding of events re-formed what had been ordinarily my own 'normal'. There's a lot of talk now about the 'new normal', not just mine but everyones' life.

This is the information age but it began long ago, in a past that created a way, a path in life to identify and communicate with, an individual, one specific individual but through 'paradigms' it speaks to the groups in the collective of 'us' on this planet. 

 Even if what is old information is re-viewed,  re-seen and understood in a new way, the process of discovery itself is still unrecognized because its information itself, and is probably embedded in our body. As an aged female I am no longer a bundle of energy like I was in 1984.

That process created  information that I didn't know originally so that's what 'spoke' to me, as though the planet itself knew where I was and my most intimate past.  I felt like I was being talked to through events and people but now I recognize this is happening to many individual! Its nothing new. This is a symptom known as 'thought broadcasting' in psychiatric texts. I hope to describe it or at least how I began to hear 'it'. 

I had to discover the purpose in my life, a task that wasn't easy to accomplish. In a real way a few certain events that were sprinkled earlier in life were similar to a pathway. They were embedded in every day events here and there  in an unsuspectedly deep level of memory. But that fact had to be discovered also. It was a level into which it was possible to see and from which it was possible to 'hear' if one's inner content can be described as 'heard'. But  I didn't suspect that about my own mind even when I had lived half a century in 1982.

I was not a thought full person and I'm being literal, except for a few periods of 'worrying' about something, I didn't have the constant streams of thought that began in my mind late in 1981 after a brief extremely vivid short dream. Having been 'empty headed' for 5 decades, it was a change that wasn't hard to detect. New kinds of thought began to stream through my mind, and I wondered to myself if "I" thought them. That was a point of change, wondering whether "I" thought these new to me kinds of thought, which in the beginning addressed me as though I was being talked to. The first new thought used plural pronouns, we, us, our, and 'you',  plural thought, which let me repeat was new to me. It was a real switch of attention from outside my body to my minds 'output'.

 In fact every rule about what's reasonable and rational had to be broken, but that wasn't difficult to me because even when I was nearly 50 years old I didn't know those particular rules, about common sense and rationality.
It began so simply: I was sewing, my mind was adrift in reveries about a certain situation, it was very specific when suddenly I heard the words being spoken on the television. My attention was suddenly displaced as I heard the words: "The second world is just beyond your reach." although until that moment, I had not heard the television at all until my attention was shifted...  

When the planet itself seems to respond to an individual.

This post is about a few paragraphs taken from Robert Aziz's book,   C. G. Jung’s Psychology of Religion and Synchronicity  on page 78-79.  I'm going to write a review of the book using these paragraphs, hoping to explain a 'symptom' that many individuals experience: thought broadcasting and other so called symptoms of mental illness.

 Mr. Aziz wrote:

“The association   of the feeling level experience of the 'numinous' with synchronistic type events is something  Jung suggests, that has long been recognized, although understood differently.  For centuries it has been held that there exists a connection between the  intensity of one’s  emotional  state and the activation of special powers within, which in turn enable one  magically to influence events  taking place in the external world.   In illustration of this point, Jung cites a passage from the writings of Albertus Magnus (1200-1280) the noted teacher of Thomas  Aquinas.  Drawing on the work of the Islamic philosopher and physician Avicenna (980-1037)

Albertus Magnus writes:  “ I discovered an instructive account (of magic) in Avicenna’s Liber sextus naturalium, which says that a certain power to alter things indwells in the human soul and subordindates the other things to  her, particularly when she is swept into a great excess of love or hate or the like. When therefore the soul of a man falls into a great excess of any passion, it can be proved by experiment that it (the excess) binds things (magically) and alters them in the way it wants, and for a long time I did not believe it, but after I had read the nigromantic books and others of the kind on signs and magic, I found that the emotionality of the human soul is the chief cause of all these things…..Whoever would learn the secret of doing and undoing these things must know that everyone can influence everything magically if he falls into a great excess…and he must do it at that hour when the excess befalls him, and operate with the things the soul prescribes.”

In the above Albertus Magnus identifies the existence of a direct connection between the powerful activation of affect on the one hand and the production of ‘magical .…(synchronistic) happenings on the other. Impressive as this account was to Jung, he was not however led to agree completely with its interpretation of things, specifically with its claim that magical happenings are caused by affect.

In contrast to this interpretation of the relationship between affect and the  “magical arrangement of outward events, Jung suggests that affect rather than being the ‘arranger’ is itself so to speak “arranged” by the constellated archetype  (pattern) that is present both inwardly and outwardly. “naturally Albertus Magnus” Jung explains, “ in accordance with the spirit of his age, explains this (the relationship between the affect and the magical arrangement of events) by postulating a magical faculty of the soul, without considering that the psychic process itself is just as much ‘arranged’ as the coinciding image which anticipates the external physical process. “

According to Jung therefore, the intensely felt emotionality and sense of inner power described by Albertus Magnus refers in fact to a direct experience of the numinosity of the psychoid archetype."
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That's the end of what Robert Aziz wrote.  Because extremes of emotions happen to each of we two- legged uprights all too often,  that forced me to think about whether the body, (mine is the only one I can observe as to inner content)  even in extreme emotional states, can and in such highly charged situations does actually create changes in the material world. If so, that implies a feed back loop. How can it seem to be that what an individual is highly charged about gets a response from the material world, in my specific location, so  often that I feel literally unbalanced?  

  My question is whether 'numinosity' (a feeling) is the effect  or is a real cause of inner content meeting its exact content outside of the body. If the answer is "Yes" doesn't that force a re-thinking about the conjunction, the meeting point,  of thought and matter because mirror neurons have been identified and they were obviously at work before they were recognized?  What was 'magic' has a name now. (The discovery of the function of neurons in the brain were awarded a Nobel Prize in 1932, the same year the atom was 'cracked open' to reveal smaller particles. I was born in that year which may explain why I became interested in Paul Davies, David Bohm and Joseph Chilton Pearce when I was in my mid 50s, the mid 1980's.) Now science has recognized mirror neurons.

What I was 'doing' then was sharing the experiences created by two local square dance enthusiasts, who were struggling to literally change something: they wanted mainstream dancers to learn higher level, advanced and challenge levels of square dancing.  At those levels all the rules area changed, there are no gender roles or positions, every dancer has to learn to dance the other genders' positions in the set! 

There are  also certain square dance movements at challenge level that add phantom dancers to the 8 real people. That concept call forced me to learn to dance with people who couldn't be seen but who had to be 'tracked' as 'they' moved. To do that required knowing how to use my mind in a way I'd never done before, and that's where 'mixed signals', being in a 'double bind' every day, 360 day, 24 hours, 7 days began to affect me and cause new meanings and contexts to be generated in my mind.

 One night one of the square dance callers chanted the name of a familiar movement: "cast a shadow". After I heard his voice, I noticed a thought in my mind, a very quiet thought voice, distinct because it was different repeat the words this caller had chanted: "cast a shadow". After that incident, this was repeated every time this caller, and no other caller chanted those words! I noticed the quiet thought voice that repeated the words: cast a shadow. The only association I knew then was a comic book hero, a radio show character that began with a creepy voice saying: "Who knows what evil lurks in the heart of man? The Shadow knows! The Shadow  has the power to blind men's minds so they cannot see him." I had no knowledge of C. G. Jung and his concept of the shadow. The way I understand the 'shadow' is that ''it" has the power to blind men's minds, but "it" uses that power to open minds also. William Blake in my opinion uses the word 'spectre' where I would use the  idea of the 'shadow'.

It can be trivial events that are used by the 'shadow' to open the mind, I noticed that other callers who chanted the words 'cast a shadow' did not generate the quiet thought that repeated the words.
That fact seemed very strange to me when I noticed it. How could one callers' voice produce that 'effect' but no other caller did?

'The two enthusiastic men were somewhat at war in that they disagreed in some ways, one was quite rigid in his standards the other was 'soft and flexible'. Those who were dancing with both men's clubs felt this war, but the mainstream dancers rejected both men basically for several years.

The individualized life turns science against its self.

I'm not a young woman, nor a middle aged female, I'm an old lady, I hope. I read a lot, old books and newly published books that surprisingly sometimes  say the same thing. Reading a certain page in  Ouspenkys' Tertium Organun for instance recently merged seamlessly with a chapter in The Bond by Lynn McTaggart, a recent book. The subject was language, biology, DNA and the possibility that the environment and personal  experiences alter ones DNA. But naturally that formed  the inference that science doesn't establish stable information. Even scientific studies that had been accepted truths changed into being false when more information was revealed.

 I read somewhere that every life forms (or should form) a 'story'.  The 'story' that's formed as I have lived my life, is that as an individual my experiences do accomplish something. I used to wonder if my  seeing something or being present made a difference anywhere, if just being an observer changed anything. In 1989 I read a newstory that had been published in 1932 about the gamma ray experiments to be made by Arthur H. Compton.  That was the year I was born, and the front page article mentioned that the 'new discoveries' of quantum physics implied that human thought, human activities and motives were involved at that level.That was 80 years ago.
 I know that what I saw and observed in my unique life that formed my 'story' was revealed to me.   

It was  received by me as inner content that emerged from the physical world but which merged and joined with content that was already present in my mind

not yet as thought and other content that was not visible until it met its exact match, creating  'coincidences' that generated new contexts and meanings to 'events', in my past and 'now', a point that is not fixed.
 It seems logical to assume the 'new physics' was about information itself, and the body is information, every event is potential information, every circumstance is potential information. The Bond by Ms. Taggart as I understand it opens that territory. Some mechanisms of mind that are not under my will must be active to reveal new-to-me information. 

The entire  story  gave me evidence that  what I saw and thought, even the more private thoughts and events that I never told anyone about, are stored in a data base, with my names on it. I don't know the 'address' but it is  known to some intelligence other than mine. (Emanuel Swedenborg's experiences and his complicated writings as well as Robert Monroe's are evidence that the mind can operate independently from an individuals 'will and intentionality' and the body.)  

There's an old riddle about liars and truth tellers who live together in a certain city. I read it somewhere when I was a very young girl. The only rule in this city is that liars are compelled to lie and truth tellers are equally compelled to say what is true. What question can a visitor ask of any citizen in this city that will reveal whether one is doing business with a liar or truth teller? At the time I didn't spend any time trying to think of a question.

The modern world and the past are being integrated into a single stream.

The process of integrating the past is an individual activity  that is a natural part of normal life that happens but in an unexpected way.  The individual can become aware of participating in that activity, its probably supposed to become conscious work done for an other level. I became aware of it in every day normal situations, it was not the kind of sudden enlightenment that I've learned is commonly described. A few events that happened early in life formed a foundation for becoming aware of that other level later in life.

The individuation process itself is not time bound, nor is it linear.  I can only write that from experiences, 8 decades of experiences that were embedded at first in every day life,  in my specific location, it didn't matter where I was. 
To define what I mean by 'embedded' is difficult because I can only recognize a link between my past and whatever was happening 'now' from hindsight. I could write many examples of how some event embedded in every day life was 'abstracted from   embeddedness' and used to form a new  context but a few terrabytes of 'data' is in that slot. And that  content is growing and flowing like a river into which new content falls constantly. But that material can't be united into a coherent kind of 'story' except in my own memory. Its the most private location in the universe. "Like tears in rain", my real life story is embedded in that river of events that happened in my entire life.
  My inner content is so different lately, but that's happened a few times in the past. I just feel and experience the world outside my  body differently now than I did before I fell 10-1-2012 and fractured my  hand. I had a cast    for almost 2 months and that was life in a new world to an octogenarian body. I know the next step can change my life now so I'm in a somewhat new mindset: confronting fear directly every minute.
Experience helps deal with that kind of change, its happened a few times almost suddenly but I've read a lot and what I've read that Ira Progoff wrote, has helped me more than any doctor or medicine. Every change is somewhat akin to a peristolic movement, excuse the link to the  processes of digestion, but I feel 'moved' closer to the exit with each change, after some time 'in' that new location. Swedenborg has been a sanity anchor but there are many authors who threw me a life raft or even gave me a boat and oars to use to navigate the space 'within' while I tried to  live 'normal'.

 I've travelled a great distance in my own inner space, and found out the space between my ears encloses a different kind of space but its vast and 'within' is information filled.  I didn't know anything about mental space when my attention was switched from the outer world to my own mind. I have foresight, hindsight all of which are blended into a 'now' that contains so much information that I understand what William Blake wrote: " its possible to understand the world in a grain of sand."  He didn't  use the  word 'understand', that's my chosen word to replace his word 'see'. The history of a grain of sand is now included in quantum physics and its almost certain history is in our body.
History is what I see now with this mindset, mostly its patterns, stereotypes that are no longer enough information. But now  its my history but also  its only the described history, what's been written down and accepted as truth as well as whatever truth has been rejected. Its our work to 'digest' it and re-view as much as possible into a better 'Big Picture'.
Reading what the ancients wrote has forced me to realize there is a hidden vein of activity at work in Time,  and 'we' are it. That idea  was probably later formed into an awareness of the  presence of 'forces' beyond sight, at least normal sight and an Other that Hesiod wrote, told him what is true or what only 'seems' to be true while he tended his flock. That is almost enough information since falsities and truth are what we deal with, a real world and an apparently there 'other' world. where we live 'now'.
 Insight is different. Unusual events happen, embedded in normal every day life. Which I didn't have when I reported to work  for  my job at Boeing in 2-11-85, a day that was not typical at all: I was driving by and suddenly decided to apply for a job at Boeing. That day I asked for an application and was told they were not hiring so I turned to leave.  I saw a sign on a wall which I  read  then  turned around and said something to the receptionist. She handed me an application then I left  but was hired because of that sign.

I'd had a harsh 5 years, because somehow Mt. St. Helens eruption May 18, 1980 at 8:32 had become a benchmark for changes in my mind and body, but 32 event filled years have scrolled through Time since we erupted.
 I was 52 years old then and everyone asked how I got an application, they couldn't get one.( I saw the metal model of the pi symbol that day and I drove a car licensed ETW 651 that day, Extra Terrestrial Woman 651 was not a vanity plate, it just happened to be on the auto when I bought it.)
 It was a surprise that I had to join a union and had to give my Social Security Number, I nearly walked out but I joined IAM 751 because I needed a job.
My point is that I was not curious about what the sign said or why it caused me to turn back and say something until several years later, the memory began to lurk about in my mind. In fact  I did not think about  that event at all until it was retrieved one day into my memory,  along with some degree of curiosity about it, so often that I had to think about it.  What did the sign say and what had I said that resulted in being employed at such an age as 52?  Obviously the memory of that moment is stored in a nambered slot somewhere.  I just don't know that nameber myself, but I know it is 'known'  and it was accessed often enough to make me curious, then think about and wonder why I was prodded to notice the 'wierdness' of that day.

 Other memories have been retrieved specifically that way, memories that I had forgotten and not thought were unusual when they happened until they reoccurred so often I had to wonder about them, and ask my self: 'why now?'  My history is where the answer to that question exists. I'd had a very difficult 7 years prior to that day and had to work very hard to do things that  had been easy.  With hindsight, I can see now that the years between 1975 and 1984 had certain events happen, and they were also embedded in 'normal' so I had to learn how to abstract them, and that happened between 1984 and 1993!
There's no linearity in the mind, the old joke my grandmother repeated so often: "Time is what prevents everything from happening at once." is as profound  truth as any philosopher ever wrote.
 My  inner content is different now, and lately I feel 'like'  I'm being given more information about my earliest years, the patterns of my past are the woof and warp of what's happening in my inner content.  Its a long stream of events that may include being a grain of sand, or less than that. Dust thou were and to dust thou shall return." Quantum physics again! I see this as  story now, told to me in a strange kind of perception of my mind and body, detached from it somehow, yet still 'in' it. Goethe saved my sanity somewhat when I read: "I saw not with the eyes of the body but with the eye of the soul." in Theodore Reiks incredible book: Fragment of a Great Confession. More about him later.