The infinite realms within us

Magic occurs when we let go the mind and take the plunge

Having spent the last three weeks beating up the intellect, pointing out its shortcomings, dangers, and, let’s face it—its fundamental narcissism—I wanted to talk about the alternatives.

And, wouldn’t you know it, just before sitting down to write this morning, I received a Substack column from a friend of mine, writing about exactly what I wanted to talk about: The mystery and magic of being.

Christina writes:

“The mystery and magic of being is to live life in response to the deep call within: the call to become who we were dreamed to be, the call to discover and realize the divine blueprint in the body, where we come home to our architectural signature—our true essence. A place where our soul can easily breathe its full self.

“When our awareness is touched by this inner space, a different plane of consciousness is realized. Here, the body and heart unite and become an instrument to perceive the original oneness of our being, and the global heart awakens.

“Here is where true freedom awaits us.”

Thank you Christina!

It’s tempting to end this column here with her words. But being me (explanatory and somewhat intellectual ;-) … I want to drill down into this a bit. And to do so I’m going to start with the word “freedom.”

Synchronicity

One of the accepted hallmarks of being aligned with life processes is the experience of synchronicity.

Or what the intellect labels “coincidence.”

Last week, coincidentally, a friend sent an email about Elon Musk’s development of Optimus robots, which topically aligned with last week’s column The Robotic Draw of the Intellect. Which led me to quote a couple news sources about Musk’s plans.

This week, coincidentally, Christina’s column landed in my inbox. And the instant I read the subject line: The Deep Call Within, I knew it was aligned with this week’s topic and that I should read it. Immediately. And I did.

Which led me to decide to quote Christina and link to her Substack column.

And … so … what?

Perhaps you’ve heard the old adage “If a wise man shows you the moon by pointing at it, don't mistake the finger for the moon.”

It’s not the synchronicities per se that are meaningful, but what they’re pointing towards. What’s being revealed? What’s being created via these synchronicities?

For starters, validation.

The fact that for two weeks in a row I’m handed perfect adjunct information on the morning I start writing my next column, it’s obvious life is telling me “Yes! You’re in the flow!”

It’s a two thumbs up from the universe saying “Keep doing whatever it is you’re doing.”

On top of personal affirmation, these synchronicities are deepening life’s web of connectivity. The information showing up is being spread to a wider audience. You now know more about robots and AI. You’ve been connected to Christina and her writings. (Which are all awesome!)

Your world has been enlarged by these synchronicities. Life itself has been expanded. And through such moments a “different plane of consciousness is realized” helping all of us “to perceive the original oneness of our being.”

So simple. So beautiful.

So affirming.

Fragmented

How is this connected to freedom?

Well, what comes up when you contemplate the word? What is freedom for you?

For me, freedom is associated with ease and grace. Feeling free as the wind—unhindered, expansive, easy, graceful, unburdened. Able to do what I want, the way I want, when I want.

But which “me” is doing the wanting? Which “me” is in control, defining freedom?

Is it the “me” that’s exhausted by work and the world who defines freedom as sitting on the beach all day drinking Mai Tais? Is it the rage-filled “me” that wants to carry signs, write scathing Letters to the Editor, and fire-bomb Priuses? The numb “me” that wants to pull the covers over my head and just sleep all day? The frightened “me” that wants to buy an isolated cabin in British Columbia and store food and guns? The kid “me” that wants to watch cat videos and slob around all day?

Is it the sexually traumatized “me” that wants to eat constantly? The insecure “me” that wants to be taken care of? The abused “me” that wants to control everything? The driven “me” that has to be successful and outperform everybody else in order to know my worth and value?

Holy hell.

Each and every one of us has “parts” like these. Programmed parts of our personality that are very real, running very real programs instilled by social norms and life experiences that run the gamut from nurturing beneficence to horrific abuse, deprivation, neglect, and terror.

And if any of these programmed parts are running the show, defining freedom for us, we are not free.

We’re haunted creatures constantly on the run from or to something outside us, desperately trying to fill in the gaps, trying to find “home.”

Haunted creatures that—in this unbalanced, weakened state—are continually influenced by negative interdimesional beings entering through these emotional and psychic holes, pulsing fears, agendas, and desires that are not our own.

AGH!

And all the while, the deepest, most real “us”
yearns for wholeness, sanity, and peace. The embodied integrity of our true being.

To live life in response to the deep call within

Which is the one thing the mind and intellect can never give us.

Which is why I’ve been banging on about the intellect lately.

It’s a tool. Nothing more. But it’s a powerful one that, unconsciously employed by programmed personality “parts” that are confused, angry, and hagridden, cooks up creations aligned with exactly those energies.

Creations like nuclear bombs, mind control, plandemics, slavery, and war.

It’s not until the spirit beings of love called "you" and "me" are no longer hypnotized by, identified with, and run by the often contradictory parts of the mind that we begin to manifest and live life as Who We Really Are.

It’s not until the mind—taken over by worry and fear, plotting the next move to safely navigate life—is no longer in control that we step into real freedom.

Potent journey

So … what is freedom in this new paradigm? What is freedom to spirit beings of pure love?

For me, it’s feeling free as the wind—unhindered, expansive, easy, graceful, unburdened. Able to do what I want, the way I want, when I want. But the “I” doing the wanting now is very different from the splintered, driven, possessed “me” of the (very) recent past.

Of course, the $64,000 question is: How did I get from Point A to Point B?

The journey back to wholeness is different for everybody. Me? I’ve spent the last five years pulling back the curtain, exposing the programming that’s been running me; exposing the reality of negative non-physical beings on this planet and their appalling influence on me, in me, and in the world.

I’ve been safely and professionally coached to be able to face buried memories of abuse and identify the different “parts” inside—voices and energies inside me from this lifetime and other lifetimes, on this planet and on other planets, in this dimension and other dimensions, running programs that are human and non-human, serving agendas some of which are designed to help humanity heal and others to control and destroy.

I’ve been learning what being a multidimensional being actually means as a conscious, lived experience. I’ve been sorting out and making sense of the madness within, which has led me to more accurately understand the madness without and have compassion for myself and all of humankind.

Bottomline: I’ve been sorting out the “me” from the “not me” and, as I wrote about a few weeks ago, consciously releasing the “not me.”

The whole planet is currently undergoing the same journey. Earth is purging the “not me” as well. The shit in everyone is rising to the surface to be seen, dealt with, and let go. And we either go through this passage consciously—mitigating the trauma—or unconsciously, kicking and screaming the whole way.

Either way, it’s happening.

Home

It’s an ongoing process that’s far from over. But I have most definitely crossed the Rubicon and the point of no return. Which means, at last, I feel qualified to talk about what it feels like finally coming home to myself.

Calm is the first word that comes to mind.

I’ve spent pretty much my whole life on the run, going a thousand miles an hour. Driven to do one thing and then the next and the next. Yes—for the most part I’ve elected to follow my heart and not social norms. I’ve consciously dedicated my life to understanding what’s real and true and what is not.

But there’s always been a whip on my back. And now it’s gone.

I’m feeling serene. A serenity that is flowing from certainty.

Not the certainty of knowing facts and believing I have THE TRUTH in my corner at last. But rather the certainty that I can trust life and trust myself to do my best to consciously surrender to the moment and find my way through whatever comes.

I feel free—free to show up every day and do my best to do what feels right and needful for me to do. Moment to moment I’m free to follow what my body, my gut, my heart, my inner home tell me is aligned with life itself and the right direction to go.

Sometimes this means long hours at the computer—long hours filled with meaning that thus never seem long. Sometimes it means going to the beach to play in the ocean and rest on the warm sand. Sometimes it means doing things “personality me” doesn’t necessarily want to do—like leave the house late at night to go hold a friend who needs comforting when “personality me” wants to stay in bed and keep watching Netflix.

The range of my emotions and capabilities is no longer limited to the meager offerings of a tortured human. Rather I’m finally free to express the best in me as a spirit being of love naturally expresses.

Things happen in the right ways at the right times. Things and people that I need show up even if I don’t know I need them.

Things come as needed because they finally CAN come.

Information, support, kindness, money, health advice, the dinner I wanted. The barriers and barricades to receiving from the web of life are, if not gone, at least radically diminished.

Life can finally flow through me, as me. Which means the huge effort, the struggle and the striving, have faded away.

And I am grateful … unimaginably grateful and humble to finally be resting in this place, able to write these words—not as hopeful imaginings of my mind and something I dream of manifesting someday—but as a lived experience at last.

Much love and aloha ~

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Synopsis

American author Kathryn Adams has a last-minute plan: chill out on a Greek island and recover from her latest book launch. Apollo, the devastatingly handsome ancient Greek god of wisdom and light, has an agenda he’s been cooking up for over two thousand years: Come back to Earth, obtain redemption for his betrayal of Kathryn in her previous life as the Delphic temple priestess Polymnia, rekindle their love and get her to join forces with him in a desperate gamble to save humanity from the evil doomsday plot of one of his fellow gods.

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About Cate Montana

I’m a professional journalist specializing in alternative medicine and health, and the author of several books, including Unearthing Venus: My Search for the Woman Within [Watkins 2013], The E Word, Ego Enlightenment & Other Essentials [Atria 2017], and a spiritual novel titled Apollo & Me. After Cracking the Matrix: 14 Keys to Individual & Global Freedom, my latest book is Gender, Patriarchy & Sexual Mind Control: Breaking Free. I have a master’s degree in psychology, and am extremely blessed to have been called to Maui to live. I’m grateful every day I awaken here!

For more information you can reach me at www.catemontana.com and info@catemontana.com