Let the light of your madness shine and I learned transcendence from my father’s cooking

“Be silent and listen: have you recognized your madness and do you admit it? Have you noticed that all your foundations are completely mired in madness? Do you not want to recognize your madness and welcome it in a friendly manner? You wanted to accept everything. So accept madness too.

Let the light of your madness shine, and it will suddenly dawn on you. Madness is not to be despised and not to be feared, but instead you should give it life…If you want to find paths, you should also not spurn madness, since it makes up such a great part of your nature…Be glad that you can recognize it, for you will thus avoid becoming its victim. Madness is a special form of the spirit and clings to all teachings and philosophies, but even more to daily life, since life itself is full of craziness and at bottom utterly illogical. Man strives toward reason only so that he can make rules for himself. Life itself has no rules. That is its mystery and its unknown law. What you call knowledge is an attempt to impose something comprehensible on life.” ― C.G. Jung, The Red Book

The Red Book only recently published long after the death of Jung shows a man whose journey included what is too often dismissed as “psychosis.” Madness is a gift. It’s thrown away with the people who have it in our society. We’re killing our prophets without ever knowing them.

Those considered mad have always been the sensitives who cannot stand by and watch the vast deceit among humanity without becoming ill. They are the shadow of humanity in motion to remind us…to beckon us back. Start listening to the mad ones.

Childhood neglect and abuse of all kinds change the body. This must be appreciated if we ever want to heal the human family. The homeless, the incarcerated, the “mentally ill”, so-called addicts etc. are all traumatized and have injured nervous systems. We’re participating in murder when we ignore this.

The biology of it isn’t understood yet. We have bodies that experience everything we do. When we can’t process what comes in because of overwhelm the microbiome and nervous systems develop issues that are correlate to the emotional impacts of our lives. They get injured in this manner, sometimes in very complex and profound ways. Recovery isn’t always possible in the current climate because ordinary (also traumatized, but less so) people are cruel to those they don’t understand. The most vulnerable are routinely thrown away and frankly, murdered with society’s blessing. Our blessing.

Pharmaceutical drugs do not heal these injuries-they actually compound them. A system that drugs people instead of listening to them and nurturing the body also further traumatizes. Our system of “care” is a system of eugenics. Death by neglect…we learn it in the home first…and all it’s ugly manifestations.

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I learned transcendence from my father’s cooking.

it was the only way he transmitted love…it was real, deep and profound. As a radically traumatized person with far too many malignant narcissistic patterns of coping he had no other means to love us . It was the only pure love I experienced in my horror show of a childhood.

My journey back to humanity and (one day?) a healthy body has been through food and ingestion of natural substances because of my father. I learned the pure love of Mother Nature by my father’s cooking. A problematic human still channeled that purity and perfection. I am grateful.

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Our lineage is everything that we are. Our lineage connects us to the entire human race and all that is. We are human, we are sentient, we are of this universe.

We come to recognize ourselves. We cannot rely on anyone else to do that. It was our parents job first – they failed. Parents fail not because they are bad and not because they don’t love us. They fail because their parents also failed. We, too, fail our children. It is the way of things. The acknowledgment of our dysfunction begins to heal our families right now. The denial is further poisonous.

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discernment comes to those who observe

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  1. I learned so early that the more myself i become, the less people care about me. I’m ok with that. I have work to do, in harmonizing between the Spirit Worlds and Here, so less distraction is a good thing. And my human people find me when they are ready and isn’t that glorious?

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