"They are in the time reality, you are now in the colour reality"
The dark side of dharma was wonderful
The dark side of dharma is really wonderful
This Australian lady, not so long ago, wrote a book called the dark side of dharma, and it is a book about the dark side of enlightenment per se. She has written it, from what I gather, as a warning to those seeking spiritual enlightenment that it’s not all sunshine and kittens………but what in reality is?
Utopia is utopia because it doesn’t exist. There’s no “forever utopia,” or there might be, but I’m more inclined to call that kind of thing purgatory.
So anyway, one day I was laying on my bed in an apartment I just moved into, that I probably couldn’t afford because I wasn’t able to do anything, because I was having a full-blown absolutely terrifying break down. I wasn’t able to go on with life for various reasons, these next aspects of my life not being the reasons but were basically what was going on, 1. I had a man in my life who was my soulmate, who wanted nothing but the best for me. 2. Who I loved with all my heart. 3. I had a soulmate cat. 4. Furthermore, I had perfect health besides some addiction issues, and besides the fact that I was on the phone to my mother yelling that I wanted to kill myself.
I wanted to run off the side of the 17th floor apartment of the South bank building and end it all.
….seemed a bit drastic from the description of my life that I just gave. But, that is what I was wanting to do nonetheless.
A few days go by, and my human soul mate was over at my apartment and things were not going well between us. Considering my inner conflict I was going through, this is probably not sounding surprising. Anyway, I was trying to sleep, and I took one Zolpidem pill aka one Stillnox pill to sleep. This pharmaceutical drug is terrible for you, but one is one, and I wasn’t taking them often because I kind of hated them. They were a means to an end and for desperate situations only,
But it didn’t put me to sleep this time, it just put me into more mental torture. Thanks drug!
I remember being in bed, not sleeping, my soulmate human next to me. And I don’t remember much after that. What I can assume, is that I must have gone downstairs to the lobby of my apartment to be alone, because I remember that is where I ended up at around 4-5pm that same day. While down there, the most wonderful thing in the world next to my first spiritual awakening happened to me.
I don’t know if it was the Zolpidem, the mental torture or both but this happened and it was a geometrical experience.
Suddenly, a screen falls down between me and this reality and I hear a voice. On the other side of the screen from me were shadowy figures moving very fast this way and that way all over, rushing to get places. The voice tells me, “see those people, they are in the time reality, you are now in the colour reality. And colour is superior to time.”
I turn my head to look back into the colour reality and I see a floating grandfather clock. Then suddenly everything shifts internally and all the different versions of me meet within. We are all there for an important reason, this time we were all there so I could apologise to my inner child, my soul. I did this, and she showed herself to me for the first time since I was a child. The feeling was that of pure bliss. And I suddenly came out of this reality back to the time reality feeling so elated and renewed. I went upstairs very quickly to tell my soulmate what had happened. I was now referring to myself as two people, little Danica and big Danica, he thought I was going crazy.
Hmmmm.
I realised quite quickly that this was not going to be easy. I couldn’t just come from that reality to this reality and expect people to understand.
This is wisdom I have now, but I didn’t have it then. At the time I just was going on with life after this experience with Little Danica in mind and in priority and allowing her to lead the way. I always wondered why she led me back down into the darkness…..
To be continued..
(Predator, Danica Conwell 2024 Copyright All Rights Reserved).
One day, as he slept in a cave, he dreamed tha he saw his own body sleeping. He came out of the cave on the night of a new moon. The sky was dez, and he could see millions of stars. Then something happened inside of him that transformed his lift orever. He looked at his hands, he felt his body, nd he heard his own voice say, "I am made of light, am made of stars."
He looked at the stars again, and he realized
it's not the stars that create light, but rathet
that creates the stars. "Everything is made of
," he said, "and the space in-between isn'ty." And he knew that everything that exists is
living being, and that light is the messenger of
because it is alive and contains all information.
when he realized that although he was made of
he was not those stars. "I am in-between the
he thought. So he called the stars the tonal
light between the stars the nagual, and he
at what created the harmony and space
the two is Life or Intent.