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"Woo-Woo" is an affectionate term for all that is beyond the physical 5 senses. Sure, it's a derogatory term when used by closed-minded peeps, but we can co-opt it in a fun way!
“Woo-Woo” is a term I like to use affectionately to refer to all that is beyond the five everyday senses. It’s the stuff that makes life interesting: all that is metaphysical, spiritual, paranormal, supernatural, intuitive, and subtle…even gestalt, if you want to go there. “Woo-Woo” doesn’t need to be a derogatory term just because some cynical mud-slingers have used it that way. Actually, that might be Lesson #1 in Self-Sovereignty: YOU get to use words and redefine them however you like. Hey, if the communists can do it, so can we.
We are conditioned by society to focus exclusively on the physical, so there’s a tendency to dismiss anything beyond the physical. Mainstream thinking generally pooh-poohs the woo because, you know, if almighty “$cience” cannot measure something based on its (ridiculously narrow) physical criteria, then it’s obviously not legitimate and is worthy of massive ridicule.
As the very fun wildman Richard Bartlett, founder of Matrix Energetics, once pointed out, it’s not that you can’t go faster than the speed of light; you just cannot observe or measure going faster than the speed of light using that (visible spectrum of) light. The measuring device is the limitation, not reality.
Clearly, we are much more than physical bodies. We’re not really even physical beings at all in my opinion, though we certainly are “here” playing them in this matrix. It’s just not rational or interesting to deny our multi-dimensional “human” nature.
But now here’s a thinker: did you ever stop and ponder WHY we are conditioned to focus narrowly on physicality? Did you assume it’s something that merely “happened” or evolved that way organically? I’m not buying it. There’s a much bigger picture to this life-on-Planet-Earth gig, and clearly there are some malevolent beings running the show that want to steer you away from knowing or remembering who and what you really are. I don’t want to pretend evil does not exist, as so many “find a better feeling thought” enthusiasts are apt to do. I’ve got eyes (3 of them, to be exact) to see what’s going on around here, and the wool’s been pulled off.
On the other hand, I don’t want to dwell unduly on the evil for reasons of metaphysical practicality and personal sanity. That’s the thin line to walk, like a drunk-as-a-skunk sobriety test taker: craving truth, then finding unsavory truth, followed by craving not-knowing truth. Red pill, black pill, blue pill, oy vey! Holy-grail hopscotch, anyone?
Finding a balance—learning to walk a love-infused tightrope without falling into the dark abyss—is the ultimate spiritual challenge I find myself in these days. How about you?
For those who haven’t yet glimpsed the extent of darkness on this planet, it’s easy to go along with the narrative du jour, and to accept as normal, natural and inevitable all the misery and fuckery that’s endlessly cranked forth from the reality factory. Sure, the unsavory stuff is just part of the Earth Game—part of the “simulation” that we experience and co-create within this grand time-space illusion. So many schools of philosophical and spiritual thought have insisted, throughout the ages, that we are here voluntarily and for personal growth purposes.
And maybe we are. I don’t have all the answers. What I do have is an abundance of questions and curiosity. If you followed my writing in the past (and gah-bless-ya for that) you may notice a slight change in tonality. I’m still in your corner, feisty about love and self-sovereignty, but probably noticeably less likely to linger in the love-and-light section of the woo-woo department store. Recently I was reinvigorate to start writing again. I’m thinking there are others out there like me, slowly backing away from some of the woo-woo sacred cows we once held dear. It’s as if the overhead lights have been switched on, exposing the veneer peeling off certain new age wares in the sale tent.
I love Substack because it feels like freedom is valued here, and I can say exactly what I want to say, sans sugar-coating. This post is the tip of the iceberg. When I have more creative juice for writing, I will elaborate in additional posts about metaphysics, cosmology, and life in “the matrix” (and what is it really?) and ideas for ultimately reclaiming our true sovereignty, and when it’s time to scoot, avoiding possible reincarnational traps set for us, and getting the hell out of dodge if that’s the case (and what lies beyond?).
Of course, we’ll have to occasionally cover the pitfalls of woo-woo psy-ops out there, including corrupt or fake channels! Maybe I’ll resurrect some of my ancient writings about that stuff and spit-shine ‘em up for 2023.
I like discussing the rare art of discernment, of spiritual truth-seeking with one’s critical thinking faculties intact and heightened… and the even rarer art of not latching onto beliefs (while shedding old ones). These are my pastimes. If you’re the same sort of weirdo, then woohoo and welcome! Join me by subscribing to this new Substack. There’s much more to come, and you’ll be the first to know. Scroll down to take the poll and influence content.
Meanwhile, if you’d like to read my pre-2012 woo-woo discernment adventures, they’re encapsulated for you in one humorous book! It’s called “What I Did On My Midlife Crisis Vacation.” Just click the book image below and off you go to a fine ebook retailer (sorry, no more paperback versions for now… unless demand picks up and/or a movie is made of it. Got screenwriting peeps? It’s a darn good prospect for edutainment… a sort of zany out-there version of Eat Pray Love. Kind of.) Anyway, I’d be honored if you read it and laughed really hard at some point. There’s an audiobook version too.
All the best,