Feet On The Ground

It's important -, well, it's very important - to keep your feet on the ground if you ever get involved in any of these actual 'siddhi' practices. 

I remember one of my dad's office clerks was a participant for a whole great number of years in the Kartikeya Festival - which is this thing celebrating 'Shiva, the Endless Flame of Light,' but also the second son of Shiva - Lord Murugan. Now what this means - 'as a participant' - well that means he leaves his physical body to go to a celestial premises for the duration of this long walk to a mountain temple, where yogis then bring his soul back into his body.

Meanwhile however, his body has been being animated by powerful otherworldly beings who exhibit various miraculous actions. The person whose body is being used, never does remember anything that happened to their body during that time, but retains some recollection of what they did and what they experienced or learned in that celestial 'other place.'

And then for that reason though, the yogis must bring the person 'back down to Earth' in the sense especially of getting them to retain some balance and also have acceptance of the difficulties of human life.

Shortly, some of you will encounter something more than just a little remarkable in your own lives. And that's a potential problem.

Because once having 'drunk the milk of paradise' as the poem says, it's not so easy to come back down to Earth, with both feet on the ground and carry on as normal, as though nothing at all has happened; nothing at all has changed.

But you see, you must do that.

There are some cultures in which the concept of 'substitute people' has acceptance in the religious ideas and the standard folklore. And these people you will not tend to notice are saying and believing that this one particular person who is living there among them - is not actually either the original individual as such, and/or not even an actual human being at all!

This is a fairly common idea among Tibetan people and in the old Tibetan system, although the current Dalai Lama (who is of course not the real Dalai Lama but an entirely worldly puppet) has been doing all in his power to stamp out these ideas of the Tibetans.

'Khaliya.'
Lookin' a bit 'witch-y' there, to be frank. 

Many so-called 'high mountain cultures' - even the relatively modern (in global ancient culture terms) American Appalachian people in fact - have these exact same narratives and traditions, about people who come down and live among them, substituting some previous human being with themselves, the give-away being that the person doesn't die and comes back generation after generation literally in the same physical form.

In those situations, this idea - indeed the actual person themselves - is so 'normal' in that setting, in that culture and within the specific group of people, that no one there really says too much about it.

And then again, sometimes the 'substituted person' makes a come-back and then they have the problem of having to re-integrate into human society, when they recently had been in some 'other,' kind of place, with an entirely 'other' kind of society going on around them.

So, it will be that more or less, you will have to carry on as though 'nothing has changed.' A lot will have changed but only for you and not so much for those around you.

Oh, 'our Nic,' what long fingers
you have there.

At the moment even I am finding it very difficult to 'keep a tight hold' onto the particular 'secret'-ish kinds of things I am about to release to a few here shortly. And that's partly because I want you to have them.

And then, when you have them and are able to implement whatever you find out about those things - how to apply them, how to um 'handle them' - we will do a 'fold-back' here of a few things and then you will see those things with completely new eyes.

And that's most of all when you will require the strength of character to just 'get a grip.'

LOL

I mean it!

'Mount Abora.' ...Where the 'Damsel with a Dulcimer' was, according to Coleridge.

'Mount Abora' they say - well, they say there is no such place.

And you will go there. 

And what you will find there, and what you will see there, will utterly blow your mind.

What you may even get to eat there, um, well that's going to be a big problem, since 'once having fed on the honey-dew and drunk the milk,' well, who knows what is liable to happen next.

Me myself, I dunno about all of those gel or jelly things those guys love. I don't even understand how some of them get to be so tall!

How can you get to be well over six feet in high heels - very high heels, admittedly - and eat hardly anything but jelly!

Yeah well okay then.
some of it -,
is quite cute.

Still, you've got to watch for these 'high mountain' people - take even just the Sikhis - they claim to be vegetarians and yeah, they eat vegetables...

But then, every now and then they have these great big camp-outs with massive huge camp-fires with flaming embers flyin' around everywhere (I've been to them, so has Bill Smith and the Russian translator guy here) - and they get out their large swords and spike these chunks of lamb and goat and whatever, sprinkled with garlic sauce and herbs and lemon...

Huh?

The Greek guy down at the Fish & Chip Shop on Scarborough Beach:

'John.'

'Yes, Big John?'

'I want a bisnis loan.'

And so, in one of the great moments in my life, I calmly said to him:

'You want dis... ...with garlic sauce?'

Sikhs. = Greeks. Well, Macedonians, I guess.