Wind of the Soul

The last few weeks have been filled with a wide variety of emotions and new experiences. I would like to thank everyone who expressed their condolences and support after my uncle’s passing. Your words of comfort were well received and very much appreciated.

If you’ve been following my posts for a while or have dug into the archives at this site, you’re probably aware I also spend a lot of time working on my other site, Season of Shadows. SOS, as I like to call it, represents a celebration of my favorite time of year, Halloween/fall and it delves into the paranormal.

At first glance, this website and SOS may seem like polar opposites, but they’re really not. At both locations, I spend time exploring states of awareness along the spectrum of consciousness, whether these states are being expressed in this physical plane of existence or in paranormal terms. Primarily, my writing at Wind of the Soul is based on theoretical exploration of our conscious capabilities and doing my best to help empower others through this exploration. However, recently I’ve decided to devote the majority of my time to obtaining what I feel represents actual evidence of the power of consciousness and its capability to exist outside the physical body.

Together, my mom and I have been collecting data on the phenomenon of EVPs. EVPs, or electronic voice phenomena, appear to represent communication from individuals who have crossed over to the other side. For lack of a better description, they are messages from ghosts or spirits that are imprinted on recording devices. The evidence has been compelling to say the least. And, I would have to agree with the consensus of most paranormal enthusiasts: the messages we’ve received appear to be coming from the “afterlife” or the astral plane. If you’re interested, all of our evidence is being posted in the Paranormal Video section at SOS.

So, where does that leave my theoretical and philosophical exploration at Wind of the Soul? I would have to say, it leaves it where it’s always been; it will all stay right here and when I feel inspired to share my feelings, I will absolutely create a new entry. I’ve never wanted my writing to feel forced and I’ve always refused to be a “chucker” type blogger, meaning I won’t post or throw something up just for the sake of posting – even if it causes people to visit this site less frequently.

So, the purpose of this entry was to update everyone on my recent activities during my absence, to thank you all for your wonderful gestures of kindness and to let you know you are more than welcome to get in touch with me regarding questions you may have on any of the subjects I’ve discussed. I look forward to communicating with you, both here and hopefully at SOS.

I just found out a recent acquaintance of mine passed away. We weren’t friends. We actually spoke only briefly a couple of times. But the fact our last conversation occurred a few days prior to her passing is what prompted me to write today’s entry. It never ceases to amaze me how our consciousness can be physically focused one minute and then “gone” the next. I suppose no matter my state of comprehension, regarding the subject of death, I will always be taken aback at that one simple realization.

Many years ago, I spent a lot of time pondering over whether or not we even survive the process of dying. After much soul searching and exploration into the subject, including my own personal experiences with astral projection, I came to the conclusion that a form of our awareness does continue on. Just what that form may consist of and if it’s indeed eternal with regards to our individual personality, I can’t say for certain.
(Read the rest of Understanding Death through Consciously Living Life…)

“A fly wanders back and forth through the air, then lands on the window pane. It launches itself, flies for two feet, then lands on the glass again. It continues to walk around, on the glass, never finding the exit.

“It doesn’t know that there is an opening in the window just a few feet away. You and I can see the opening because we have the big picture. If only the fly would un-limit itself, get the bigger picture, and allow itself the freedom and perspective to fly higher, it could rise above it all and be free.

“Instead, it is content to wander aimlessly. Now I tell you: You are that fly. You know the way out. But You Choose to Ignore it.” – excerpted from Lessons Out of the Body, by Robert Peterson

In my last post I discussed the concept of letting go and how I’m learning to apply it in a very specific area of my life. However, I’ve also come to realize letting go, in other areas, can lead to some of the most profound experiences of our lives. If we could learn to release our over attachment to beliefs, circumstances and ideas, we could expand our perspectives immensely. It’s this expansion of perspective that will continue to prevent us from stagnating in every experience of consciousness we encounter.
(Read the rest of Ineffable States of Enlightenment…)

There’s a firmly seated idea within the human mind that death and the afterlife provide a permanent respite from active awareness. This holds just as true for believers as it does for non-believers in the survival of consciousness beyond the death transition. Whether viewed as a reward from the almighty to sit on a cloud and play a harp for eternity or as a means for taking the fast track into oblivion; death has somehow been equated with the end of our expansiveness.

This shouldn’t come as too much of a surprise however, since most people shun their expansive nature during the course of their physical experience. Many assume they did their duty by playing the game of life and after they die it’s time to either turn the keys over to “whoever’s running the show” or else cease to be altogether.

The thing is- we don’t get off the hook that easy, but I have a feeling you already knew I was going to say that.
(Read the rest of Eternally Expansive Consciousness…)

Since the time we were old enough to comprehend our surroundings and identify with our parents/ caregivers/ elders we have been warned against death and lectured on the many circumstances we must avoid, if we are to stave off the big “D”- and I don’t mean divorce or Dallas. It’s definitely ingrained in our physiology to prevent our biological vehicles from succumbing to death, but I believe our fear of this inevitable event is far more compounded by nurture than by nature.

The people who have spent a large portion of their lives trying to prevent us from losing ours, have had good intentions, yet they are approaching the subject from the premise that death is a horrible experience and that it must be the opposite of life- i.e. life’s good, death’s bad. This would be analogous to stating that birth is in direct opposition to life.
(Read the rest of Making the Death Transition…)