Application of Impossible Things: A Near Death Experience in Iraq (12 page)

Whereas the discussions on the Blink Environment were, for the most part, broadly thematic, the discussions here are more nuts and bolts. In the Blink Environment we are architects. Here we are the construction contractor. Once back in the physical body, I’ll be the grunt pounding the nails.

In this environment I’m fully aware that once back in the physical body I can, at any time, choose to veer from the original intent of the Whole Self. From within my conscious mind I’m free to choose not to participate in an event or situation with no punishment, imbalance, or ill effect. I may choose to direct my life from preferences of my physical life consciousness, or relax and let the Whole Self lead. I’m free to become more aware of the Whole Self and act from a more integrated
perspective with the
Whole Self and physical consciousness working in close tandem. My perception is that any of those options are equally valid and acceptable and depend entirely on each individual.

Nine personalities are with me in this environment. All nine are intimately familiar. Some people or ideologies might refer to these personalities as guides, and some might perceive them as guardian angels. My own perception is that they are friendly and adept personalities who voluntarily fill a particular role that includes guidance, protection, and assistance. They maintain a broad focus and offer a “touchpoint” for me while I maintain the intense focus necessary to function effectively within physical existence.

Their skills are equal to mine while their viewpoint from outside physical reality allows them to assist me in ways that would be particularly difficult to replicate were we all working from within the physical realm. These personalities are able to project trajectories and thereby
assist me with
avoiding unexpected clashes, physical threats, or side-tracking off the broad course of interest intended by the Whole Self. I think of them now similarly to the way I thought of my personal security
detail (PSD) i
n Iraq: my energy-level PSD team. In Iraq we were accompanied by an armed PSD guard team whenever we traveled off the base. They gathered intelligence prior to travel, planned routes, drove the armored vehicles, and guarded us while we inspected construction sites. My energy PSD team maintains a
broad view
of
interactions,
s
copes out and advises my subconscious or unconscious toward productive routes, and guards me against unexpected intersections of experience. In addition to PSD-type duties, these personalities offer advice, run energy errands, and offer support, ultimately at my own direction and request. As equals, they are friends and colleagues, similar to friends and colleagues on the physical plane who help us think through decisions, offer a perspective we might miss, and watch our backs when we need that. They are full support without being directors. If I were to say, “Don’t help with this—I want to do that on my own, even if it takes me a long time to figure out within the physical environment,” then they would stand back and watch (probably falling all over themselves laughing. They seem to have a tendency for fond humor that is only really funny when firmly fixed in an expanded consciousness perspective. This can be a little irritating …).

Although in this scene we don’t affect the physical environment in any way, these personalities have the capacity to affect the physical in many ways. Appearing to have few limitations, they can influence thought patterns, create situations or coordinate entire events, enter dreams, temporarily take on a body, or communicate with me through an audible voice or visual flashes. They are able to manipulate physical energies in ways that would be perceived by us as moving solid objects or even creating them.

About fifteen years ago I was walking a dog named Mesa through a residential neighborhood in Tucson when suddenly a pit bull rocketed out of an open door across the street. The pit bull ran full speed straight at us, and I thought,
This can’t be happening. There’s nowhere to go.
Mesa and I froze. In that instant, a car came speeding down the road, seemingly out of nowhere. I hadn’t heard it coming though the car was souped up, and the road was long, straight, and quiet at that time of day. Timed perfectly, the car sped right between us and
the pit bull, which then ran smack into t
he side of the speeding car with a loud thump. The car disappeared down the street, and the pit bull staggered back to the doorway from which it had come. The whole thing happened very quickly, within three or four seconds. Mesa and I looked at each other blankly, Mesa actually let out a big sigh
, and then
we just continued our walk.

That perfectly interfering car could be understood to have been created by my friends or guides. The whole incident may have been orchestrated, or it may simply have been a stray event.
Dimensions or probabilities may have overlapped
in an unexpected way that posed a threat which would not have served any of us and so was better avoided.

The only limitation that I perceive in regards to the actions of these personalities, and the limitation is voluntary, is that they always act in support of the intentions of the individual that they’re assisting. Acting out their own personal creative intentions through manipulation of the personality they’re assisting is not in their operating procedure. Their creative intentions are focused and directed toward support of the particular physical personality—
in this
case, me.

All of these personalities have lived within physical bodies and have a workable understanding of physical existence. Some of them simultaneously live within physical bodies at the same time that they act as energy PSD teams. Although this may seem impossible or confusing to our minds, we accomplish similar things in our daily lives, as described previously: we can discuss a business problem on the phone with a colleague at the same time we fry up a couple of eggs, and at the same time we monitor in the back of our mind what the kids are doing. We multi-task. As a Whole Being of expanded consciousness, the personalities are simply able to simultaneously focus fully on what we in the physical might consider to be much more complex groups of tasks. They are able to maintain a constant awareness of my life and simultaneously conduct their own life or lives without strain.

The simultaneous life they experience could be within the same physical-time era that we’re currently participating or in what we would perceive as the past or future. This idea of being aware within the past and/or future is possible as a function of expanded Time/Space, as well as being complicated by probable realities and infinite dimensions. The nature of expanded Time/Space is such that all that exists already exists is forming and is potential at once.

From our perspective, if our future already exists at the same moment that our present exists, free will might be assumed to be negated. Infinite probable realities and dimensions assume free will, however. Continuous and continuously expanding, possibilities require infinite individual choice of focus and infinite on-going creation. An awareness or existence within what we would consider to be our future doesn’t mean that it’s the same future each of us would focus within during the present experience of individual consciousness. It is only one of an infinite number of probable futures. Choice is active and vital.

One example or application of that understanding of futures would be that psychic readings, ESP, and similar predictive practices are a reading of probabilities. The skill required to follow one thread through infinite probabilities seems mind-boggling and might offer perspective on why even very good psychics often appear wrong in their predictions: perhaps they followed one fork while the current collective consciousness followed another. Some psychics are probably more adept at tracking the most likely paths of manifestation or focus available to an individual, so their predictions and readings appear to be very accurate. Some may be adept at understanding and reading the intent of an individual Whole Self’s chosen focus, thereby recognizing the strong likelihood of a person choosing to experience one probability rather than another. Some psychics are likely more adept at discerning the trajectory that cumulative physical consciousness to date is leading toward, regardless of the intent of the Whole Self or in discerning the path that mass consciousness is leaning toward.

The mind-boggling complexities of probable and parallel realities that I sensed within the expanded awareness states hint at other possibilities, as well. The inviolable nature of free will and the fact that every thought has profound and deep influence, for instance, suggests that simply giving someone information on their probable future affects the trajectory of infinite consciousnesses. It may cause that person to choose to follow a different focus, thereby making it appear that the psychic’s reading is incorrect.

I’ll leave the reader to contemplate other possibilities within an infinity of probabilities and return to this subject in Chapter 9.

When I’m ready, I simply shift attention to my physical body and focus my intent to return. This is as easy as it is for us in the physical to glance up from this page.

Pop
.
I’m in the body.

I’m back in a Land Rover, now charred and blood-spattered, rolling silently down the highway in Iraq.

Chapter 9 - The Application of Impossible Things

I think from where we stand the rain seems random. If we could stand somewhere else, we would see the order in it.

~Tony Hillerman,
Coyote Waits

Unfortunately, here in the physical world I can’t heal my body with a wave of the hand, “blink” my physical body to another environment, or even remember fully my Whole Self’s purposes and interests.
What is incredibly simple and readily understood on the expanded consciousness levels
often
seems impenetrable and incomprehensibly complex from
within physical life. From my current perspective, existence beyond the physical is utterly lovely, delicious, and strange, infused with limitless love, richly fulfilling, and euphorically effortless. It’s beyond entrancing, and I’d honestly prefer to be there.

Yet this physical life is a unique experience, and
it
is entrancing from the perspective of expanded awareness. It is utterly lovely, delicious and strange, challenging, and wildly exciting. The razor focus required to remain in the collective physical is intensely satisfying for the Whole Self. Physical reality is a balancing trick, a performance high, an intensely concentrated speed test of complex skill sets. We’re each an F-22 pilot flying fifty feet off the deck through an impossibly narrow canyon. Finding myself in the unusual situation of having been blown up, I felt as if I were flying that jet fifty feet off the deck through the narrow canyon
upside down.

In contemplating a return to the physical, while still a little tired inside and knowing I’d immediately be immersed in what could pretty accurately be described as wreckage, I was
excited
. Fresh
from experiencing the ease of Time/Space, probable realities, experience as a result of thought, free will, and personal responsibility, healing through intention, life as fun, blinking from here to there, nothing as solid, everything as conscious, individual and yet one with all … focusing on the physical again looked thrilling.

While I rarely feel that pure thrill from within physical focus, remnants of it certainly inform my perceptions, as do all elements of my out-of-body experience. It may seem that knowledge gained out-of-body is not really practicable for use within the lives we lead. Yet the information is already put into practice whether we acknowledge it or not. Expanded awareness necessarily coexists with and constructively informs physical life.

In case the reader feels cheated to have bought a book based on being blown up in Iraq only to find a disappointing dearth of blood and guts, I’ll try to make it up to you in the next few pages. A description of the physical world that I returned to participate within seems a useful
touchpoint to use
in addressing the application of expanded consciousness to physical life—and fair way to wrap up this book.

I’ll remind the reader that definitions of military slang can be found in the glossary.

Here, then, is the full text of the account written as an exercise in keeping memory true and honest while I was still an inpatient at Walter Reed Army Medical Center. This is the physical world that I returned to.

I had just closed my eyes, hand propping up my head, elbow on the door handle. It was the end of a long day of construction site visits, and now only a few minutes out from base. I’d long ago quit paying attention to what was passing by outside the window and lost track of how far we were from the rest of our security convoy. This team seemed to travel with a half kilometer or more of road between wagons, and I hadn’t seen the IP* escort for awhile. Not knowing the two security men in the front seats well, I hadn’t chatted with them. Some men prefer to rivet their attention on the environment; they weren’t talking with each other, so they might not welcome questions or comments from me. The team was running on closed mic
*
, a stupifyingly dull way to travel in the back seat of an armored Land Cruiser, cut out of the chatter of hyper-aware security men informed by multiple sets of alert senses. As a passenger, I’d hit the familiar point of being artificially lulled into boredom.

All I heard was a “pop” … the sound of a champagne cork from one hundred meters. The Microsoft sound of opening a new window. A finger snap from across the office.

I vividly remember taking a long, deep breath—more of a sigh that echoed an internal sigh. I thought,
Shit
. I was tired inside, exhausted from long days spent trying to train a new project manager while catching up with a demanding workload after an insufficient two weeks of leave. I didn’t want something hard, something that would require effort. I wanted to rest.