Mystic powers
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Okay, this is what I'm getting at. I was thinking of having some kind of outer stick by which you can measure your development, not that I was interested in developing them. If I go into ecstacy, that doesn't really tell much about the nature of the ecstacy. But if, for example, I have the ability to see alot of the future, then maybe that does denote some kind of a stage of development.
Gmumble and Dar, lol
Btw, I'm not trying to be unclear. This is the way I am, it took me a while as a kid to learn how to put into language what I was thinking. And usually I find it hard still.
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Robert and Edward: Excellent.
Vlad: I read your last post aloud to a friend with whom I'm journeying. She responded, "Here's a stick: Get a teacher!"
I like her answer a lot, especially because it removes the issue of judgment and evaluation of your progress from you. I don't know any better way to filter the ego's distortion of our self-perceptions than to keep it out of the process. (See gmumble's post just above.)
Even in the A.'.A.'., where each step hasva specific list of explicit, objective tasks to complete (and you can easily look these up as a variety of yardstick), the decision about whether or not you passed them is left to someone else.
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If I had the ability to get a teacher, I wouldn't be asking these questions here. I've gone through a serious (boohoo) psychosis three years ago, which means that I don't have the ability to be in intense contact with people yet. I just thought that maybe there are some characteristic powers on different stages of development, so that it would be some kind of an indicator.
I don't find the fact that the spiritual, philosophical and scientific leaders of my country try to beckon me as an indicator. I want raw facts, I don't care about some imbeciles drooling at me.
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Oddly enough, I've had some naughty knots getting out of my head, and for the first time in a few years at full force, I'd feel my charisma working at the shop. Usually I'm timid and all girls are grooling at me, but now I was calm and all girls were grooling at me.
Harry Potter's going in the background, and it said you're on fire!
BTW, I just burnt the first pizza. AND ATE IT!
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@Vlad said
"Okay, what about controlling the weather of a country?"
My powers are usually isolated to small localities, like cities or maybe small states. I don't usually f-ck with the weather though unless someone asks me to. There was a drought in Wisconsin that I helped out with four or five years ago. That was on request, though.
It doesn't work if you're trying to show off, however. There seem to be built-in protocols to the various Siddhis.
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Finally, thanks. And what is the scope of attainment with the outward expression of these powers? (Usually at this time people tend to get philosophical. I'm only interested in a scrapbook scope of understanding, if even that.)
And Dar, don't be hasty.
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All right, my little Entling:
A scope of limitation doesn't exist. There are basic powers, such as mind-control, suggestion, concealment, powers related to thievery, mastery in battle, those related to elements such as wind, water, fire, etc. The whole gamut includes and involves the theorems of Magick, wherein "any act of Will can be accomplished by the proper application of the proper force to the proper object." One can control weather, walk through walls, kill one's enemy with a look--but like the adage says, "great power brings great responsiblity." It is just as likely that one will kill oneself instead of one's enemy unless the energies by which these "works of power" are accomplished are mastered and the laws of their application obeyed.
I.e. "don't be hasty."
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I remember as a little girl sitting down with my dad and practicing sending and receiving his "vibes" as he called them. We did all sort of games, cards, words from books, thinkning of nouns, that sort of stuff. I was very good at it. He wasn't.
As I grew I did all sorts of things to challenge myself to use these senses. I take a lot of tests, psychological as well as tests on subjects I don't know about just to see if I can intuit the answers.
I love to play with clouds, sometimes I project out to them and shape them like clay into animals or other life forms.
Most all of my dreams have glimpses of things yet to come in my day, but they are mostly stupid irrelevant things that have no bearing on me personally. I dreamed about Barbara Streisand releasing a new album Monday, whoopie....
I have notice that stimulation greatly increases my abilities. Especially orgasm! Deep emotions, good or bad also can act like a can opener.
I have learned though that this world is just illusion upon illusion, and my mundane senses should not be trusted, so I often wonder wether these intuit senses, which are often just sublime conditionings that are ingrained into my genetic makeup, should be trusted?
It's one thing for me to know how to dowse for water when I am thirsty, but quiet another to project into some one elses private places, For no good reason. I personally would not like some one to come to me with out my permission, so I try very hard to not read into other people. It's just not a nice thing to do, IMHO. I think it is a lie when I hear people say that they cannot help it, that they are lying to themselves, that they would rather focus on other peoples feelings and thoughts then focus on their own. But it seems that modern mankind will go through great lengths to not show restraint, control and self knowledge.
I like to think about this stuff metaphorically,
I am standing on a threshold, for me I invision that I am on the shores of a beach with the vast waters before me, and the waves crashing at my feet. When we are young, we can barely stand here for any length of time. Our muscles are just too weak to support us for any length of time. When we are young, as we gaze out across the horizon, our vision is cloudy, the landscape appears foggy, because our muscles are weak. When we are young we also do not have the ability to see very far, our scope is limited because we are short.
As we grow, our muscles can support us for longer, our vision is clearer, and our scope is greater because we have more dimension, more height.
Out on this horizon, sailing and floating by are "vessels", or at least what we think are vessels, and as these bits of information ( everything is just data, raw information). Pass by we use our senses to attempt to process them, to rational them, give them meaning.
Thoughts, feeling, impressions are floating out there, waiting to be sensed. But just because I see that angry feeling does not mean I need to dwell on it, to give it more then just a moments thought, I do not have to harbor it, I do not have to board, and I certainly do not have to entertain the sailors, Unless I choose.
All these so called powers are muscles, and muscles are to help us move. As we use them, then get stronger, and bigger. But just because I have them, doesn't mean I need to use them. I love hard firm bodies that is for sure, but I personally think for example that the neck muscles of profession NFL linebackers are just nasty, and no matter how cute, and well rounded that person is other wise, that set of muscles has been focused on so much, that that personas whole symmetry is now upset, IMO, and the beauty is lost.
I question peoples motives when the topic of these sort of powers comes up. I had to look deep down into my own motives for the silly cloud stuff that I would do, or the questing for certain mundane objects. I have nothing to prove to anyone, so why should I attempt to make it rain.
I think that people who attempt to do that type of action now a days are short sighted, as Mr. Mason pointed out. That hurricane is gonna hit some where, and it is my ego that says, that one place is more deserving to be restored then another. That is a divine descision, to know who should live and who should die. My short cycles limit my knowledge and understanding, just because I personally think L.A. Needs some rain to get out of it's draughts....
Maybe all those living being need that struggle so that they, like a butterfly has to struggle to come out of it cacoon, or a flower struggles to bloom.......can use some muscles and move forward, up and out of the glass elevator. -
Couple things that occur in my little chunk of the universe: people appear in my mind seconds before they appear in the physical world. An idea, concept, word, image etc. will appear in my mind seconds before it appears on the television. Something work related will pop into my mind a day before it gets brought up in work.
There is a particular woman in my office whom I have thing for. We have uncanny telepathic rapport. Maybe I should ask her to marry me
I think about things. They happen. Not all the time but enough for me to be convinced that whatever I am doing is working.
The irony is that the more this stuff happens, the more compelled I am to a). practice silencing my mind and b). find a teacher.
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One way I can conceive of what happens to me sometimes is that at times, my thoughts seem ordered so that their own unfolding occurs in a manner synchronized to events in my surroundings.
If I run that through the chicken-or-the-egg machine, however, I can get a little irritable and looney.
It's just easier to understand as my thoughts having become temporarily synched to external events - so that they and the conversation in my mind mirror and answer one another.
Then, switching back can be very disappointing and confusing.
I have to trick myself, but I leave bread crumbs.
It can really take on aspects of "bargaining," from the stages of grief (denial, anger, bargaining, depression, acceptance). This last part, I don't understand very well. It always feels like losing (as opposed to Winning! I guess ). But I'm getting better at the whole experience - kind of like progressive desensitization leading in and in the experience and - well, I feel like I'm getting weaned off the experience on the other side of it. That's a new insight for me - like going through a withdrawal. Weird. -
When I was a kid I had so many abilities it boggles my mind to remember all I could do. I have since lost touch with those gifts and I have lways wondered why. I wasn't traumtized by them...rather I remember , in a very child-like way, feeling that they connected me to something greater and gave me peace. I would love to get back to that place again.