Airbaby to #Handstand and back, try this in your next #workout and let me know how it goes.

#bboy #breakdance #yoga #calisthenics #fitness #strength #strong #power #athletic #yogi #spiritual #shanti #peace #powerful #prana #ohm #starseed #indigochildren #hiphop #breaking

From Bedford Falls to Pottersville: A Dream of the World Without Lightworkers

This morning around 4:30am Eastern, I experienced a dream. I woke up at 5am, and then when I went back to sleep, the dream resumed, waiting for me.

This dream is very gory and grisly, and very unpleasant. If you are triggered by any sort of horrific description or gore, please skip this.

I was a laborer. I was in my bedroom. Which was also merged somehow with a cathedral scene. Fully packed with black clad void figures without faces.

Dotted like a checkerboard were priest figures, decked out in stiff woolen scarlet outfits, like vestments, with incredibly ornate spangly bow ties, replete with gold and pearls. They wore bright white foundation on their skin, scarlet lipstick, and they floated without touching the ground. They spoke about mercy and forgiveness, but were mindlessly reciting a litany as if they didn’t really care, resigned to do it.

Then laborers like me had to hack other people into parts and pieces with a machete, and somehow they also were portioned like food, in sealed plastic wrappers. My job was to hack the flesh and muscles off the primary limbs, throw the gore out of my bedroom window and throw the bones on the floor. I remember tossing loads of human flesh out the window and seeing how little red spatters of blood dripped on my cornflower duvet cover. I wasn’t upset. I wasn’t anything. I had no fear, no disgust, no revulsion. Just doing this insanely awful thing *in this bedroom where I slept* except I wasn’t asleep. I was standing at the foot of where I am now, in the dream, doing the grim work.

I woke up relieved it was over, without feeling upset or gripped by revulsion.

It felt like world-walking. Like it was another part of me exploring something very dark. The worst part of it now, while I’m awake, was how much I didn’t care in the dream. I was bored, doing what I do, and I wasn’t sick or screaming, trying to flee, not wanting to do the work. Just resigned to it, like the Priests were resigned to their mindless recitation floating above the Void.

I have the duvet cover of my dreams in the cupboard downstairs. It’s from IKEA. It’s a white one with these little adorable cornflowers on it.

I let the dream have me. I had to finish it.

The most unpleasant part, twisted enough, wasn’t the gore. But it was the “Priests” that closely resembled emaciated monks with the bearing of great spiritual teachers — I thought of Thích Nhất Hạnh, though what I saw was a terrible distortion of that light. They were terrible in their demeanor and purity, the ostentatiousness of them was a knob turned to fifteen. They floated like Baron Harkonnen did in Dune. Stiff, starched beyond measure, scarlet wool, panels of it, in an avant-garde fashion. Ornate Tyrolean hats, also stiff wool and scarlet. Decked with gold and silver and pearls.

This felt like a view to what this world could be without #lightworkers to anchor the light. Like I’m invited in my dream to taste the very worst, like “It’s a Wonderful Life” except to take all the #IndigoChildren and lightworkers like us out of this thread of the pattern. Without us to bring our subtle anchoring light and to let our alchemy back into the world, the power we wield that we don’t really even understand is keeping this horror back. That we have the power to beat the darkness itself back, and we’re that important. We keep the world from turning into this *by just being in it* like my soul is telling me, “you want to see what this world looks like without you? You doubt yourself? Then look. A world without you.”

So it doesn’t upset me. It is as a slingshot, a vast tableau of contrast, I needed to see how bad the world could be to appreciate everything that I still have to do.

*(Illustration images generated with ChatGPT (OpenAI), based on my description of the figures in my dream.)*

#IndigoChildren #lightworkers

Indigo Children #5 Review #indigochildren #IMAGE #imagecomics #comics #comicbooks #news #art #info #NCBD #comicbooknews #previews #reviews #Amazon

https://comicbookdispatch.com/indigo-children-5-review/

Headache/migraine (??) from last night seems determined to force me into a general malaise today 😒
Taking my holiday break early, I guess. Trying to spend as little time as possible with a screen in front of me, but I'll be back to pop in and finish up the #WritingWonders prompts for the month. ❤️ Shameless plug for my #writing that you could read this weekend:
📚 "Rebuilder" - a #solarpunk #SliceOfLife #ShortStory following a heartbroken young man, trying to build himself back together: https://www.buymeacoffee.com/byrdbrnz/rebuilder
📚 #FarNorth update for April is here! Along with some other content announcements: https://www.buymeacoffee.com/byrdbrnz/far-north-update-apr-2023
📚 Last, but not least, a look into the #NewAge concept of #IndigoChildren and Crystal Children. From the history to how it harms the #ADHD and #Autistic communities: https://www.buymeacoffee.com/byrdbrnz/topic-tuesdays-indigo-crystal-children

Have a great weekend and Happy #MayDay! See y'all again on Tuesday! ❤️🙏

#IndigoChildren by Curt Pires and Alex Diotto is a really awesome book with a cool mix of sci-fi, paranormal and mystery. The art and story so far in the first issue is great so I hope the series lasts a long time. Right now it’s one of my most anticipated comics in my pull list.

#comics #comicbooks #Image #ImageComics #comicbookcover #comicbookcollection

Questions to the #Neurodivergent bubble here: Have you experienced that your needs and struggles where explained to you with #esoteric concepts like #IndigoChildren, #Anthroposophie, #Karma, #Reincarnation etc?

How do you deal with this now?

Are you still in contact about it with you former caretakers/parents/teachers?

#Esoterik #Autism #ActuallyAutistic #ADHD #Trauma #ExWaldi #Esotericism #Neurodiversity #Waldorfschule