I grew up inside a Terrorist Regime – my family

 

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The Road Out via Compassion

 

I grew up inside a Terrorist Regime: in my family of origin where my father was the dictator and his word was law.

When I was a pre-teen he would shout me down into submission when he disagreed with something I said and end with telling me I was being illogical.

This was worse than death, torture of my dog.

He would continue to castigate my mother by telling her she was “irrational”. More often than not she was intuitive and non-rational

Around that time we adopted a stray dog: Peewee. He went everywhere with me – on my walks in the woods and to the reservoir. We never tied him up when we weren’t home. He ran with a pack of dogs that ate sheep. The sheep owner told us we would have to tie him up. We did for a while and then not having the heart to keep him tied up we let him go and he ate sheep again. My father was to take him to the vet to be put down. At dinner that night my father said:

I took Peewee to Yale to be experimented on. 

My head sank. This was worse than death, torture of my dog. I was so sad and down.

I thought you liked science – my father said.

 Not anymore – I said starting to get angry.

But I couldn’t show my anger otherwise I’d get in-trouble so I stuffed it.

After dinner beginning in my early teens we played Ping-Pong every night after dinner. He’d use psychological tactics on me to goad me to become angry, throw me off balance so he could win. One night, I thought – this is supposed to be fun. I decided not to get angry and started winning games. Once that happened he stopped playing and admitted that I had been a better player than he was and that by using psychological tactics he knew he could win.

he would bait others into Republican ideological arguments and then shout them down when they didn’t agree with them

When I was a teenager my father would bait me into arguments that I was emotionally invested in and then use his premise to make me feel wrong and confused. I’d fall for his debate tactics every time. When I was in my twenties I began to disagree with his premises and all “debate” ended.

My mom came to me and asked: “What am should I do about your father?”

 “What do you mean?”

“Well you know how he is.”

My mother’s friends never came over anymore because he would bait others into Republican ideological arguments and then shout them down when they didn’t agree with them.

            “You could see a therapist or minster,” I said.

            “I couldn’t do that,” she replied.

            “You could get a divorce,” I said.

           “Oh no, I couldn’t do that,” she replied.

            “Well, I don’t know what else to tell you,” I said.

My sister and I would spend all daylight hours outside of the house away from my mother and father and that I supposed was normal. We lived surrounded by bucolic regions of farms, fields and woods. My father would use his booming voice to call us for dinner while we were at least a mile away. He had had a lot of practice bellowing.

He told me once that he promised never to hit us like his father had done to his mother, him and his two sisters. But he broke his promise a few times. However he made up for actually physical violence by terrorizing us with verbal and non-verbal threats.

He often accused and never apologized even when he made a mistake.

He oscillated between sometimes being a looming or threatening boss to be a playful child albeit isolating. He was jealous of my mother having any recognition and acted passive-aggressively to quell her recognition: My mother would play the piano and we would sing folk songs and Christmas Carols after dinner. My mom also painted some. My father decided he could paint too. He painted some squares and a triangle on a canvas and put a mahogany frame around it. He hung it over the piano. When this happened I felt a profound shame and the childish jealousy of my father. My mother’s only visible protest was never to play the piano again. We all knew and my father had won his petty little game.

One time my sister and I – always the rivals often competing for my father’s attention were having a blast; bickering. It was a bit like the Monte Python sketch: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uLlv_aZjHXc

Our father yelled from the other room to “Stop it,” in his booming voice. We furtively glanced at each other snickering under our breaths and then began bickering again:

“Yes it is,” I fired out.

“No it isn’t,” my sister came back.

And on we went…

Our father appeared in the door of the kitchen his face red with rage, fists clenched he spewed in a vitriolic manner:

You kids cease and desist this instant!

 I thought blood would spurt from a vein in his forehead. He glared at us full of fury and rage. I had to bite my tongue so as not to speak or laugh. Many years later my sister told me she was so terrified that she had wet herself.

In my arguments to my father about the Vietnam war – I returned from college and told him I was against the war: he punched me across the face with a 1-2 punch and then in the stomach. He opened the front door of the house and threw me into the bushes and said:

Don’t you ever set foot in this house, again.

I was shaking and crying. A moment later he came out and invited me back inside saying:

I guess I didn’t brainwash you good enough.

 I knew my mother had stood up for me in that moment.

I learned to bring emotion into our debate and was able to stop many debates cold such as: The Vietnam war is wrong because killing for any reason is wrong and that’s how I feel.

my father was extremely obnoxious … after drinking in the afternoon

Later when I was going through a very rough time and we were in family therapy without my sister who was in college out west my father agreed to be nice to me. For about a year and a half he was nice. And then he changed back.

When I asked him about the change he said: “I can see that you were okay so I decided to be myself again.”

I offered to do some hands-on healing.

My father would have an occasional beer and an after dinner liquor when his friends came over for dinner. Once I had lunch with him in New Haven in the 1974 when we both worked in the city (it was the summer that Nixon resigned). He had a pitcher of beer with lunch. He seemed the same before as he did afterwards. At that time I wasn’t as aware of the various shades of alcoholism as I became later.

In the 1980s my sister visited with my mother and father. I met them for lunch. I was to meet them later at their Bed and Breakfast and then we were to meet up my woman lover at a restaurant in Glen Ellen. When I met them at the B&B my father was extremely obnoxious: grabbing a magazine article from my hands while I was reading it, ignoring my protest, telling me I had to listen to him etc… Later I learned that he and my sister had gone to a bar after lunch and had been drinking. My mother probably just watched – she didn’t drink due to health issues.

I felt satisfied that I was able to help him and that he had accepted my help.

They moved from Connecticut to North Carolina and I visited them in 2000.

My father said out of the blue:

            They’ve discovered planets in other solar systems.”

            “Good for them,” I replied.

            “How does astrology explain that?”

‘Oh brother here we go again.’ I thought

“Sounds like your trying to make fun of my profession as an astrologer,” I said going to the end point.

“Ah, no, no I wasn’t,” he said and dropped the whole thing. I was relieved and he seemed relieved as well.

He often accused and never apologized, ever.

By August of 2005 my father was on oxygen from pulmonary fibrosis – a lung disease. Even on O2 he had difficulty breathing, gasping for air. Towards the last hour of my stay I offered to do some hands-on healing. I thought he would refuse since he rarely praised me and denigrated my actions, choices and accomplishments at every turn of my life. I was surprised that he agreed.

For the next 45 minutes while I was there he breathed normally and appeared thankful though he said nothing. I felt satisfied that I was able to help him and that he had accepted my help.

He died in 2006 on my birthday from from pulmonary fibrosis.


END NOTES:  I learned much about the frightened Conservative stance towards the world through my father and his strong patriarchal ideals. Underneath all that bluster, anger and rage was a frightened boy who had never recovered from the abuse at the hands of his father. My father acknowledged the beatings that my grandfather had meted out on him his sisters and his mother. I’m sure there was sexual abuse that was repressed and / or supressed by alcohol abuse and acting-out rage, just as my garndfather had sexually abused me in horrific ways.

Beyond the unhealed abuse and fear that caused him to shift from an expansive man who had voted for JFK to one who embraced Nixon, Reagan, and both Bushs. Nixon was elected in 1969 when my father was almost 50. This is sometimes the period that people wither or break free from their parents belief systems. Or they become dissillusioned with the ideals of youth and fall back into what they know. My father embraced conservativism because it was about the past – government unresponsive to the needs of the many and only able to see the needs of the privelged and the elite in which he identified.

Fear is a breeding ground for greed, having enough, believing government stood in the way of making as much money as possible for himself. He was angry at those in civil service work because they made almost as much as he did as an executive for Ma Bell. Manual labor was beneath him. The intellect was all powerful and deserved the best of the elite. The common man – the middle class became superfluous, invisible and therefore inconsequential to him.

He belived in the platitudes and the American Dream and thought that all had access to it through hard work. He was sexist and racist and homeophobic. He was a sad broken man who took out his wounds on others.

I am happy to have survived my childhood with my heart intact though it took me many years to get in-touch with my emotions. I have forgiven my father for all the wounds he had perpertated on me. And I trust that his consciousness is growing in a life beyond his mortal coil.

 

Media, The End of Civility and the Polarization of Democracy

No2TryannyWhen I was a teenage my father would yell at the television, mock President Johnson and say “Those goddamn Democrats” etc. It’s something he never said to my mother’s  liberal friends in face-to-face encounters. One of the meta-rules (unspoken) is a sense of civility between people. That seems to be eroding.

That polarization on behalf of Corporate-Congressional Complex

When Republicans and Conservatives became more vocal they began to make anyone that didn’t share their point of view anti-American. The GOP in order to win has made liberals, the left, moderates, Democrats, Progressives the enemy to be defeated and destroyed. Some of this came from Newt Gingrich and Karl Rove. In some ways I believe that the top tenth of 1 percent of the richest Americans on the planet such as the Koch’s may have germinated this idea of Liberals as enemies so that Congress / or elected representatives would be forced to endless debates without accomplishing any new laws. President Clinton’s abandonment of the people to pursue money interests from Liberal 1 percent donors contributed to the Corporatization of American government and the further eroding of our democracy. That polarization on behalf of Corporate-Congressional Complex has stalled democracy and taken it off the table.

Trump – a poor role model of a President

These examples from the Liberals, Moderates and Conservatives are more evident in light of Trump’s support of misogyny, hate groups, big money, isolationism – it brings out previous examples of oppositional behaviors of Congress as an example to others of acceptable behaviors both by Republicans, Democrats and by Trump – a poor role model of a President. GOP and Democrats are now examples of an entrenched conflict that assists in fanning a flame throughout the internet and this has been supported by Russian hacking of late.

But would we be doing this in a public format?

On the Internet, especially platforms such as Facebook its easy to swear, to call someone you don’t like an “asshole” and have others join us in profanity and negative remarks about the other. But would we be doing this in a public format?

My code for the most part on Facebook

Some would and it’s a spill over of private, semi-private and public comments on Facebook. When civility existed much more before the advent of the Internet and social media there seemed to be more cooperation between people who disagreed.

 

My code for the most part on Facebook:

  1. Do not engage in swearing and profanity in criticism of Trump or others in their beliefs if possible.
  2. Ask questions
  3. Offer even constructive criticisms of comments if possible
  4. Ignore posts when I feel too angry to respond with civility.
  5. Avoid arguing with Trump supporters about Trump or his policies if possible.
  6. Keep rants to a minimum.
  7. Make a call to my representative about an issue or make a donation even if it’s a small one.

 

It may take many years to restore our government to a democracy and I commit to this.

Trump’s Perfect

Perfect as misogynistic male.

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A perfect horrific characterization of the worst of the crumbling patriarchy.

 

Trump’s example has encouraged the callous disregard of women, minorities, non-Christian religions, the LGBT communities and non-whites. He is the penultimate example of male entitlement and an inherent narcissist intrinsic to every male within the patriarchal structure. Anyone who is not Trump is an enemy to be crushed and is analogous to unaware male thinking and behaviors. (Of course many men have or are recognizing the gross power imbalances within the patriarchy and are seeking to work on it within themselves and outwardly as well. The first problem is to recognize there is a problem.)

The requirements of world community necessitate cooperation and a philosophy that states: “What I do to you, I do to myself.”

It’s inevitable that he appeared in our zeitgeist as the patriarchy begins its long fall from grace as the model in which we conduct ourselves. This hierarchical structure no longer works because the male as ruler is gone, meaning that it is no longer supported energetically.

“What I do to you, I do to myself.”

We only need look at the complex problems of climate change and the community between nations needed to solve this problem to see the eventual demise of the patriarchy. The requirements of world community necessitate cooperation and a philosophy that states: “What I do to you, I do to myself.”

The partisanship of politicians and people focused on division is orchestrated by old world rich and powerful old boy network devised to stop cooperation.

“What I do to you, I do to myself.” = “You” includes all peoples, all animals, all plants, the ecology and being of earth. It does not make “you” into an object for manipulation, nor does it in “doing” dismiss, diminish, revile, denigrate or render you invisible. The action of “doing” allows equal footing for relationship to develop and grow in a sacred world of partnership.

If I disrespect you, dishonor you, am violent, I deny your sacredness, your being, and your right to thrive and exist with me in the world. If I do this I am acting in the same way towards myself and making myself an object – denying that I am sacred.

To defeat him is to offer a progressive solution of community that is so irresistible

The partisanship of politicians and people focused on division is orchestrated by old world rich and powerful old boy network devised to stop cooperation. Trump is the penultimate manipulator of bickering, fomenting anger and rage to keep us stuck.

To defeat him is to offer a progressive solution of community that is so irresistible that even Trump would want to join. Of course he would have to abandon his pathological narcissism, which is highly improbable.

Everything the Trump personifies do not give in to hatred, anger, this is what he foments to keep negative attention on himself.* Minimize venting and focus your superhero character on your Change Agent persona. Perform an action a day to support progress and an equal playing field for all.

Find the goodness within that supports the common good and go forward with that reshaping capitalism and returning democracy to a common sense intelligence of the people.

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* Obi Wan to Luke Skywalker – “don’t give into anger and hate that leads to the dark side.” “Star Wars” created by George Lucas

Being on Time

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It’s rare to find people who arrive at their destination on time.

“I’m late, I’m late for a very important date.”

There are at least two definitions of being on time:

  • Arriving the minute that you intended to be there – at work, at a meeting etc.
  • Arriving five minutes early so you can “shake off” the trip and prepare for being fully present for your meeting.

 

The Illusion of Multi-Tasking

Part of the problem of being on time has been an illusory belief held by our egos that we are Masters of all situations. In the post-modern era this has been compounded by additional illusory beliefs that multi-tasking is the way to complete many tasks simultaneously. The accompanying emotion to increased multi-tasking is a frenetic frantic obsessiveness. This may be comparable to the White Rabbit in Carroll’s “Alice in Wonderland” as in “I’m late, I’m late for a very important date.”

Being on time is about being present.

We try to take the impossible and make it possible in a finite time frame. This becomes a race to finish first under impossible conditions of finite time constraints. The multi-tasking work ethic spills into everything we do. Part of the multi-tasking illusion spills into texting or hands-free texting while driving, lengthy conversations (hands free) while driving. Its no wonder we are late for many meetings.

 

Being On-Time is more than Punctuality

Being on time is about being present. When we are chronically late we miss a very important opportunity to practice being present. Our consciousness gets increasingly scattered through our attempts to do more than one thing at a time (unless you have an AADD brain). Even with Adult Attention Deficit Disorder (AADD the aim for being present is to bring chronic distractability to fruition.) The ego is a wandering lazy beast easily distracted – taken away through whim to different places. The Internet and in particular social media sites feed on an AADD model of attention.

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The work of being present is within the purview of all of the esoteric and/or spiritual wings of all religions. It is work that never ceases because as long as our egos hold sway over us (ego is invoked as soon as we say or think “I”) it leads us away from being present into fractured realities.

 

A Being Practice

Each discipline has its own practices for working on being present. The one I suggest below may be right for you or not. It may work from time to time or not.

 

If you are standing (or sitting) notice your breath moving in and out of your body. What we ordinarily do is control our breath (an ego thing) and that is okay. Eventually we may find that it’s easier to “watch” or “notice” our breath than it is to try and control it. 

Ground. Imagine/visualize an energy or grounding cord emanating from the root chakra just in front of the end of the spine going down through all layers of Earth, through magnetic core; passing through molten core and anchoring to your spot in crystalline core of Earth. There is an iron ore spherical crystal that spins in the molten core. 

Allow yourself to feel your connection to Earth – to your home – the planet.  

Continue to notice your breath.  

Feel the physical sensations in your body. Notice what your emotions are without trying to change or judge them. Notice any thoughts, especially the thoughts that take you away from the now – what is happening now. Use your will to bring your thoughts to this present moment.

 

A Report about Being On-Time

I was with most of my classmates awaiting the first class about history when the instructor asked if everyone was there. People were arriving as he spoke. He had been speaking about the dinosaurs, our use of oil/gasoline eating the future by abusing (using the resources) of the past every time we drove down the road in our automobiles.

He asked us – as a group how we had shirked our responsibility toward our classmates. He admonished those that were late as leaking energy from the room and doing a disservice to the ones here on-time.

He cancelled the course of history all together because we had not learned our responsibility of being on time – arriving before the appointed time and practicing being present.

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the mountain spoke to me

the majestic Mount Diablo

When I moved to California in 1982 I began listening to the real world – trees, fields, streams, mountains and all the creatures that inhabited them. I listened with my heart and a bond was formed.

I felt the solidity peace and wisdom of this mountain

I was looking out the back window of the house that the Venerable Dharmawara Mathahera aka Bhante had rented in Lathrop, California in the Central Valley. Beyond the irrigated fields was the majestic Mount Diablo.

I felt the solidity peace and wisdom of this mountain. It looked closer than it had been in the recent past. I felt welcomed by the mountain to the space and heart of California.

 

It was the entrée point to becoming a healer.

 

The photos I had taken in the early 80s were destroyed when my garage roof leaked water into boxes where many photos were stored.

I tried to look for comparable photos and have a link to a Wikipedia page:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mount_Diablo#Cultural_history

Here is a earlier piece on Bhante:

https://psychesweather.wordpress.com/2017/04/13/remembering-bhante/

 

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Dinosaur Compost and…

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…Karma

Dinosaur Compost and Karma

Millions maybe billions of dinosaurs died with plant matter in  a mass extinction event. Eventually the dinosaurs composted and compressed into oil.

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The effects of oil and industrialization aka air pollutants are leading to an extinction event.

Have we inherited the karma of the dinosaurs? Yes.

Can we overcome this through our dharma? Yes.

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Will it be in time? Maybe.

 

Tidbits – three errant ideas

“They’ve paved paradise and put up a parking lot…”

Joni Mitchell

Errant Idea #1

I have had many ideas.  Here’s one that could be useful if it were widely used to help lower temperature in summer and help Earth heal.

Aerated parking lots. Most parking lots are paved. Suppose parking lots are left unpaved and held together with buried cinder blocks flush with the surrounding soil and gravel. In the sandy soil chamomile could be planted – an herb than stands up to automobile traffic and could induce calm suggestions in a surrounding environment, Other usable herbs could be planted in addition to bushes. Each of these parking lots could be a bit dusty and car washes using recycled wastewater could be zoned for in each aerated lot. Each shop entrance could have mud scrapers and/or washes for shoes during winter months.

 

Errant Idea #2

This next idea is especially important in areas subject to drought and fire hazards during dry seasons. Tax incentives for existing properties and laws requiring residential and some commercial structures to recycle waste water and install cisterns to collect rainwater. Besides the obvious function of watering plants and gardens in summer months it could also be used (with battery back-ups) to water-down homes during fires.

Errant Idea #3

This next idea again good where in summer there’s no rain and mostly clear skies: community based solar farms to supply local residents electricity when the grid breaks down.

 

 

Why I Used To Hate Cellphones

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Correcting technology for use instead of being a tool of technology and how I turned handicap into advantage.

 

I have a dumb phone. Though I have been strongly encouraged to get a smart phone and I say no.

to test this out I got an iPod touch

Texting on a dumb phone began to become tedious, difficult and then impossible. The buttons were too small, my fingers hurt from stabbing buttons and I would invariably miss a letter that spell check couldn’t correct. Why? The combination of the small buttons close together and arthritic fingers twisted around on key texting fingers.

I considered getting an iPhone in the 00s. So to test this out I got an iPod touch – an iPhone without the phone part. This was fruitless as well. The portrait buttons were too small and I missed multiple times and the landscape buttons same.

I began to resent my dumb phone from ringing when I was in the middle of a conversation with someone in the same room as me.

I was saved from iPhone and smartphone addiction by a cruel twist of fate – to quote Bob Dylan and that was a silver lining.

Eventually I turned the vibration thingy off.

Then I began to resent my dumb phone from ringing when I was in the middle of a conversation with someone in the same room as me. So I switched it to vibrate. Most of the time others couldn’t hear it unless I was alone with one other person or the room was quiet and I was leading a meditation.

I’m practicing being present without tech to distract me.

Eventually I turned the vibration thingy off. I explained to friends, clients and associates that they could call my landline or my cell and leave a voice mail. I told them that the best way to reach me by phone in-person was my landline. That they could only leave a message on my cell and that I used my cell to make brief out going calls – only. And I use it for the alarm x2 to 3 per day.

I also tell friends, associates and clients that they can text me. Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes I can sent and receive texts on my iPad Pro 9.75” – due to the bigger keys, less likely to hit the wrong key. The difference between an iPad and a cell phone is its bigger (duh) and I don’t take it out and use it unless I choose. I’m not used by it as much as I would if I had my cell phone ringer on.

Believe me I am distracted enough by my own errant thoughts than to add tech to the mix.

Now when I’m with someone a cell phone or my iPad does not interrupt me either. I’m practicing being present without tech to distract me. Believe me I am distracted enough by my own errant thoughts than to add tech to the mix.

 

 

Composite Beings – Part Two

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The higher vibrational being (HVB) who enters may remain as an observer for a time before it produces a noticeable event in the child’s or adolescent’s life. Fractured or alternative personalities already exist within the host due to traumatic events that are often on going. A DID (Dissociative Identity Disorder) is a coping strategy that some individuals use to deal with extremely impactful traumatic wounds. HVBs are attracted to those suffering from DIDs and look for ways to mesh with the wounded individuals that provide a modicum of strength, protection and may be utilized for aspects of integration in a therapeutic healing process.

Self-acceptance is very important in the healing process.

Just as traumatic events produce fractured wounds and decimate the individual into separate personalities to manage aspects of the trauma the Higher Vibrational Being seeks to augment managing personality parts with positive past, current and parallel realities and lives to support the individual in a wider context. Once the individual begins to incorporate the HVB neuronal patterns, and experiential fragments of the wider context then a cognitive frame can be created with the original organizing self for more effective administration of the wounded personalities for healing.

the HVB may produce synchronistic events that appear “magical” or have extrasensory phenomena

The HVB and the various fragmented parts can come together more quickly and can either be reintegrated into a healing self or co-exist cooperatively with one another. Self-acceptance is very important in the healing process. Finding a therapist and /or a shaman-interdimensional healer who works towards unconditional acceptance of the DID / HVB synergy is extremely important for healing and for future work. [NOTE: not all DID individuals have a HVB entree]. The shaman and/or interdimensional healer can offer a community for the wounded individual with a HVB to be accepted into gracefully.

It’s also possible and likely that the wounded individual will not notice the HVB until the individual has worked towards reintegration and /or a peace cooperation or coexistence between the alternate personalities. When recognition occurs there has been enough work to raise the vibration of the individual as well as integration between the HVB and at least one of the conscious core selves.

Awareness of a high vibration being is a tricky affair.

 Until the time of recognition the HVB may produce synchronistic events that appear “magical” or have extrasensory phenomena associated with an incident or incidents. The presence of an HVB within a person with a dissociative identity disorder or fractured selves does not necessarily guarantee automatic healing. Therapeutic work on a psychological level must occur as well as somatic treatments and inner work as in a spiritual practice or some semblance thereof.

Awareness of a high vibration being is a tricky affair. If the HVB reveals itself before a context has been established and the ego of the host is not strong enough to handle the impact the individual may be prematurely diagnosed with additional psychiatric disorders such as schizophrenia. Medication could destroy the host’s identity as well as extremely hinder the effectiveness of the HVB to carry out its mission.

[NOTE: Amalgamated Beings are several HVBs fused together that take human form bypassing indigenous humans in the reincarnation process.]

Composite Beings – Part One

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A number of years ago in the 1980s the term “walk-in” gained popularity especially with new age thinkers. Ruth Montgomery first coined it in a book published in 1979: Strangers Among Us [1].

peaceful co-existence between the dissociative parts and personalities or a hunger for integration.

Walk-Ins were high vibrational beings who replaced “souls” that wanted to leave due to personal trauma [1]. Later in the 1980s and 90s the walk-in name was expanded to include a permanent or temporary stay by the higher vibrational being and/or sharing knowledge with the individual host [2].

Composite Beings have been with us before our current written history

However when knowledge and experience are shared between the original host and the higher vibrational being there is a blending. This is a Composite Being. Usually the single “walk-in” experience was obscured or cloistered from the host for many years until an urge for healing becomes oriented towards either peaceful co-existence between the dissociative parts and personalities or a hunger for integration.

Composite Beings have been with us before our current written history and occur for a variety of opposing reasons:

The Host (receptive vessel):

  • Is an old soul in the cycle of reincarnation
  • Has had single or numerous severe traumatic events and/or losses in childhood or adolescence
  • Has responded to trauma with a Dissociative Personality Disorder strategy over time
  • In the multiple dissociative states including Alternate Personalities there is a great longing for unification and/or peace and balance.

 

A Higher Vibrational Being (active vessel):

  • The Higher Vibrational Being is an older soul than the host
  • Has a karma/dharma link with the receptive vessel or host
  • Provides a unifying personality feature and strength of character needed by the host
  • The Higher Vibrational Being is on an active mission that allows healing to occur for the host while healing energies spill over to humanity at large directly and/or indirectly
  • The Higher Vibrational Being’s mission besides healing may extend to other areas.

 

The Neutral Vessel is Planet Earth.

 

Composite Beings are attracted to one another whether or not they are aware of the composite blending within themselves for the purpose of awakening and healing.

Once a fractured personality strategy is acknowledged in the conscious ego of the host where the Composite Being is acknowledged and recognized and healing begins other Composite Beings are attracted to one another on a higher vibrational level for the purpose of their missions.

When awakening begins to blossom within the Composite Being other Composite beings on the same or higher vibrational frequency are drawn to each other. The other Composite Beings are on a continuum of self-discovery where they may assist or be assisted by each other for the purpose of healing and fulfilling the individual and collective missions.

 

[1] https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Walk-in

[1] https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Walk-in

[2] http://www.crystalinks.com/walk_ins.html