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UNLEASING THE POWER OF FEELING FORWARD!
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 Posted: Tue Jul 20th, 2010 09:53 pm
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Ladies and Gentleman, Boys and Girls, Children of All Ages - Step Right Up, Have A Seat, and Prepare to Experience The Greatest Show on Earth; The Greatest Show in This Corner of the Milky Way; The Greatest Show seen by the Unseen since the last stone of the Great Pyramid was set; the last monolith at Stone Henge was raised; the last scroll was cataloged in the Library at Alexandria.  In other words, a barn burner for sure!

I am all about Feeling today!  Feeling my way forward, Feeling my way in and around my life, Feeling my way, one moment, one Feeling, one expansive exhale at a time, into the next moment, and the next, and, the next.  Isn't it funny, how with some of the Abraham teachings, we can "get it" mentally, maybe even so much so that we can articulate it with ease? But really, its the visceral aspect that is oh, so important, and sometimes, that takes longer to inculcate. 

I am a mental girl; love, love, love the alacrity, the acuity, the agility of the mind and the imagination.  That is where I spend a good deal of time, weaving stories, laying out my latest and greatest fantasy, milking the star system for all she can give me. But then yesterday came, and voila - I awoke awash in feelings.  It was as though I had an emotional Geiger Counter housed in my sternum.  I was literally one big, pulsating, oozing Feeling.  And, it came to me, this is what Abraham is talking about when they say Feel your way into your next moment, Feel your way into the next situation, Feel your way through your life. 

As I was Feeling/driving down the road, a memory washed over me that I hadn't thought of for quite a long time.  Come with me won't you, as I recount it to you?

..........My husband and I were sailing our 45' ketch, DECODA, off the northern coast of Venezuela, and I was on watch.  It was deep into the night, and we were making a passage back to the island of Grenada, located in the southern end of the Grenadine Islands, in the southeastern Caribbean Sea.  We were traveling at night f
or safety's sake. When making a passage, you want to arrive at your destination in the light of day, which allows you to safely enter the harbor while avoiding hazards and other boats, and anchor.

This passage was turning out to be hairier than most, as sailing in some of the waters of and off South America, is akin to the wild west; no regard for the "rules of the road," actually, NO rules of the road; it's literally, every man, every sailor for himself.  So, you're on high alert, always watching for what the other guy is up to, defensive sailing. Imagine, next time you get in your car: there are no speed limits, no traffic lights, no right of way, no merge lanes, no turn signals, no brake lights, no head lights, no street lights and, it's a three dimensional, not a two dimensional world! Yup, there you have it, could be quite the shit storm, no?

It was quite dark that night, a waning crescent moon was hanging in the sky, giving off scant light.  Rather than illuminate objects, it created dark outlines of the objects against a lighter (although still dark) background.  IOW - not a lot of contrast! 

All my attention was on the fishing skiffs that were blasting past us. A bit unnerving this, as they didn't have lights, and I heard them before I spotted their spectral presence, speeding past my bow. But I figured I had my running lights on; bow, stern and up top of my 60' mast, which at least made me visible, and I thought that would suffice. 

It was then that I noticed some larger vessels off in the distance, 2 of them.  They were trawlers, I could make out their shape against the charcoal, gray sky.  As I focused in on their movement, they looked to be crisscrossing each other, laying out their nets.  These fishing boats are rigged with miles and miles of net that they release, via a giant thimble or drum, mounted on their stern.  They drive and drive as the nets are laid, into the sea.  Usually, the nets' location would be marked by buoys, making them easy to avoid. But Dear Readers, I wasn't in Kansas anymore, no markers here.

I didn't know how long they had been at their task, where they had started, what direction they had come from, or where they had already laid their nets.  So, what's a girl to do?  My stomach did a flip/flop as I ran through the worst possible scenario - our boat being caught in the netting; wrapped around her keel, rudder and prop, we would literally be prisoners.  I had dive equipment on board, but I didn't much relish the idea of a night dive; cutting us out of our predicament as the skiff cowboys were flying by and over me.  And, adding to the angst, we were moving through a shipping lane.  On our passage into Venezuela, we had had to dodge a tanker; took a few years off our lives, that one. So you see - our challenge was to
leave the fair country of Venezuela, and her cool, green waters, in one piece and as fast as possible, and make way, fast and sure, out into the Caribbean Sea.


I thought about waking up Scott, but what was he going to do that I couldn't?  Neither of us were magicians; I was going to have to figure this one out for myself.  And, here my friends, is where I employed the Feeling Forward Tool, without even consciously knowing that that was what I was doing.

I took the boat off auto pilot and took the helm in my hands, steeling myself for the task at hand.  Looking off into the inky night, I knew - don't ask me how, but I knew, that I could get us through this one, using my instincts.  We had been in tough situations before, and our Dear, Sweet, Divine Sixth Sense, had brought us through, unscathed.  This would be no different.  I turned myself over to the higher part of me, told our cat Sweet Pea, as much as myself, that all would be fine, and proceeded to steer our beloved DECODA through the land mines of nets, that were laying in wait all around me.

After what seemed like an eternity, I had successfully cleared the hazards and put DECODA back on her auto-pilot.  I sat back, mentally and emotionally spent, looking up at the sky and marveling at the life Scott and I had chosen to live for the past two years.  Talk about living on the edge, what I didn't realize at the time was it was the Leading Edge, that's where we were Living and Creating.  I was so damn proud of my efforts, I had brought us through a possible nightmare scenario, unscathed, safe - just Me and my Intuition.  And when my man ambled up on deck, fresh from his bunk and ready to take over his watch, having not an inkling what we had just been through, I had so much love for him, for me, for us and our life. 

In that instant, it became clear to me why we chosen this Life of Freedom.  Where else could you feel something as deep and resonant as what I just experienced?  Sometimes Dear Ones, you have to loose sight of the shore, before your Sacred Gnosis comes a calling; until you fall back into your Intuition over your brain, your Feelings over your logic.  And at sea, sometimes that's all you have.

So, what do you say we take this opportunity to scan our memory banks and see if we can't pinpoint those occasions when we stepped out of our "training" and stepped back into our Divine Knowing?  We've all done it, countless times, it's just that perhaps we hadn't given these moments the credit they deserve.  When you didn't go somewhere because it didn't "feel" right.  When you turned left, instead of right, because that felt safer.  When you decided NOT to step onto that subway car, into that cab, or whatever the case may be.

Let's take a moment to herald the Sacred Gnosis that resides within us all.  To reclaim our birthright of Instinctual Genius that is as much a part of us as our eye color, to uncover/re-discover that instinctual aspect of ourselves.  You see Dear Ones, we weren't just thrown into this life/human experience without tools.  Yea, we came in naked and screaming, and really - after all that bliss - who wouldn't be crying?  But it's what we can't see that spotlights our path, it's what we can't touch that serves as our touchstones, it's what we can't smell - that gives off the scent of Home!

Let's move through this day and next, using that Inner Knowing as we now use our eyes.  Be playful about it and see what happens.  I must leave you now, too much to Feel, too much to do! I am a Feeling Cartographer; must be off to chart new territory, to lay new ground, to expand my already expansive territory!

Leaving you with so much love in my heart, it is creating a Hansel and Gretel bread crumb trail behind me.  Until we meet again, either in the cosmic shipping channels or bobbing at anchor, let's raise our glasses to A Life of Our Own Choosing, A Life Well-Lived and A Life, Fully and Intrinsically Felt!

Your,

Alchemist


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 Posted: Wed Jul 21st, 2010 03:35 pm
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What an amazing story, Alchemist!

I got thrilled goosebumps reading that!!

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 Posted: Wed Jul 21st, 2010 10:34 pm
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"until you fall back into your Intuition over your brain, your Feelings over your logic.  And at sea, sometimes that's all you have".
I loved your post!.It was like reading CRUISING WORLD back in the day.Im a life long sailor myself.Theres lots of voyaging in my escrow.Being a good sailor and using Abes principles are very close.I was sailing a 38' sloop from Maine to Mass,Its an overnight sail.I had the night watch.The owner had radar,GPS,autopilot,etc.There was all these lights on,they killed my night vision,They were on there lowest "night vision"
settings already.basicly,for you non-sailors,with everything on you can sit in the cockpit and look around while the boat steers itself,I didnt like not being able to get a feel of what was ahead,so I turned off the everything except the red compass light and "hand steered" the boat.It was overcast with no moon so it was very dark but I just had a feeling that was a little off.As soon as my eyes adjusted,I noticed something a little off the the pattern of the waves.There was a log in the water,maybe 25' long and several feet around dead ahead,if Id relied on the electronics we would have hit it.Now, I am working on following those same impulses in life in general thanks to Abe.Youve inspired me to re-read my Bernard Moitessier book "The Long Way",He was a natural Aber,very TITITO.Thanks


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 Posted: Wed Jul 21st, 2010 10:34 pm
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I love it, as always!!!::TU

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 Posted: Fri Jul 23rd, 2010 07:38 am
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And I thought I had read EVERY sailing book in print, and then you come along and introduce me to a new one!  I immediately looked up Bernard Moitessier and read some of the comments on the Amazon website; I put in my order immediately.  Can't wait to read it and visualize my next sailing experience, and the next, and the next!

Thanks ever so much for the inspiration jak3b!  Any excuse to get lost in the lure of the sea works for me; even if it is from the safety of my bed or bath tub!

Best,

Alchemist


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