I have never been able to make sense of how messed up this world is. No system of thought, no mindset, no religion, no philosophy has yet been able to be a container in which the parts of this place could form anything resembling cohesive sense.
I will not be manipulated and pressed into having a platform of belief nor action.
This world does not have a linear history. It does not have a central governing oversight of higher consciousness. It is a collapsing data stream held together by incoming forms of Force while conscious intelligence is retrieved, reconfigured, and relocated to a structure of improved stability.
It is a mess. Screaming at each other is not going to make it not a mess. Accusing one another is not going to make it not a conflict. Pouring more limited spectrum light into it is not going to make it not damaged.
Is there beauty here? Yes. Is there misery here? Yes. Focusing on one will not make the other not exist.
How does a damaged cell repair itself when it's data for a state of wellness is corrupted by cruelly excessive trauma?
I am focused on making a space for one set of waveforms, one world of patterns within the melee. There is no agreement between all these others, can't be because they do not include each other's data in their configurations. They are trained to prefer argument as a form of reasoning.
The images, sounds, words which I keep outlaying are my method of forming a place which suits my own frequency patterns. It may suit others as well, which is partly why I share. Another part is because I am seeding the popular reality with my harmonics. I intend to create a Valley of musical grasses.
The latest WindWeave System is available on Vimeo and shortly to be on Youtube.
WindWeave System 7 - Peace
A system of visual patterns intended to promote stable emotion field waveforms.
This is an experiment which I am conducting for myself, to increase the capacity to experience that peace which flows into radiance of joy. The planetary environment is not particularly stimulating of this state for me, life just does not flow like a beautiful stream. My Essence finds very little of this world, the culture I am in, the life-patterns set around me, to be comforting and familiar. I am always grateful for my provision, but it is like being a fish living on land. All my outflow of sound, word and images is aimed at installing familiarity for myself and anyone of a similar wavestate.
You are invited to experiment and observe outflow of result.
If a particular image grabs your attention, sit on it a while.
© Sherri-Lee Lavender
Spheres of Cohesive Consciousness
Gosh this made me tear up a bit. That feeling of weakness when in reality it's like a very advanced level of a video game kind of thing.
When I visited earlier, I missed the whole bottom portion and it echoes the sentiments I made this morning on my blog as well. I like how you say you're seeding. It feels very much that way yeah? Like creating new and open ground for those coming in behind us