The archetype of the Son, I'm not sure.  It's very matronly, as in that it accepts and loves.  In the legends, it's the son that avenges, that breaks the tyrannical rule of the God or the usurper, that frees mankind.  I can see that.

Now that I think about it, the Son legend is mainly about overthrowing a usurper.  The Gnostics believed that Jehovah was the demiurge, not God, and even Jesus was to remark that God is a spirit, not a physical being, and that the Jews had never seen God, almost as if he was saying that the Jehovah in the desert wasn't in actuality God Himself.  In my own case, Christ could be seen as overthrowing the ego, the usurper of the godforce, or the connection to God, the reality of being.  I'm a believer in the idea that the ego, the mind, represents the Bad Guy, the usurper, the Devil or the Lucifer, while the heart represents the Christ, or Love, or Wisdom.  If the mind serves the heart, then you are aligned, but if the heart serves the mind, then you are worshipping a false God.  Seek the spirit, not the flesh.  Be a human being, not an animal.  Serve all genes, not just your genes.  All that good stuff.

Haven, thank you for that thoughtful post.  The last paragraph raises some interesting questions.

At what point does wanting to live your own regular life, in the real, material world, become a selfish, negative thing?  Is it only if if it hurts others?  What if you don't hurt others, but all you do is work, eat, sleep, watch TV, and not do much else.. in other words, be just a sleeping cog in the system?  How much effort does a person need to put into awakening and becoming aware, to be in the clear morally/ethically/spiritually speaking?   Does overdoing it actually consitute a form of "claridad" itself?

My own way of viewing things is that I want my main life purpose to be improvement of self and the world around me, but that doesn't mean I can't have fun when I feel like it and do what I please.   At what point does fun becomes self-indulgence might be a valid question.   I mean, anything short of selling off everything and living as a monk could be viewed as "in-between," but it seems obvious to me that that's not what everyone is supposed to do, and it surely wouldn't be a good thing if they did.  So... where's the line to be drawn?   I don't know.

It's odd.  From what I can think of, it's very archetypal.  On one hand, there is something inside of me that is very Tyler Durden-esque, in that it look around and sees how insane we all are and wants to wipe it all away.  "Let the chips fall where they may.  Let's evolve!"  I remember looking around in Best Buy once and realizing, "How mad!" it all was, this big metal building with all this technology and civility.  We're all animals inside, and this facade of civilization is making us bonkers.

Then there's a part of me that wants to accept everything, to be enlightened in another way.  Let things evolve as they are, things will be just fine.  It's the thing that held me together after the first part of me swept everything away in my agnosticism.

It reminds me of current Christian beliefs (they are insightful if you know how to look past the facade), typically the Mary beliefs.  God, the Father, wants to come down and punish us all, but Mary comes and tells us to repent, to pray, and she says she's holding off God's judgment.  The Father, the primordial, primal being within us all wants to destroy everything but itself (or maybe itself too!)  The Queen, or mother/bride wants to be loving and bring everything to one.  It's the same in the end, I suppose, but different methods.  Solar, burning, vs. Lunar, binding, but bringing it all to one.

The archetype of the Son, I'm not sure.  It's very matronly, as in that it accepts and loves.  In the legends, it's the son that avenges, that breaks the tyrannical rule of the God or the usurper, that frees mankind.  I can see that.

I don't know what the answer is.  That's for further down the road, I suppose, but it seems to echo myths.  Jung helped me to see that connection, and I think it will end the same way it has for centuries, and end the same way for centuries to come.  When it's enlightenment time, it'll be enlightenment time.  Until then, I'm mostly a passenger.  I don't know if that makes me weak or lazy, but, like I said, to live a lifestyle of constant seeking is a large effort, and would require that I be in a state of fuzzy, conscious meditation most of the time (which I basically am already, always thinking, weighing, discerning).  I don't know what the correct thing to do is, but, for now, I'm just living my life.

So... where's the line to be drawn?

draw the line in between your feet as your are walking it.

Thank you so much for such a candid and sharing reply - and that you don't buy into the claridad thing.  Maybe I worry too much about what others think, instead of just going about experiencing the world (and expressing that experience) in my own way. 

I have also had several meetings with what you term 'devil' - in those reality-type-dreams.  The first three times it got stronger when I fought it.  It only went when I remembered in the dream state that I am Love and that only Love is real, everything else is illusion.  I consciously stopped fighting it and said "I will not fight you."  Each time I did that, it immediately disappeared. 

The only time it was different was the night before an emergency operation.  I had the same fighting dream and remembered to stop fighting it.  But this time it didn't go.  I was petrified and didn't know what to do.  I called to the Universe for help.  Immediately two guys appeared in trench coats - looking like Sean Connery and Ewan McGregor(!)  They looked more shifty than the devil that was fighting me.  I looked at them and mentally asked how I could trust them?  They opened their trench coats and I was almost blinded by the light that was their bodies!  Immediately the devil disappeared.  When I awoke I knew I would survive the operation.

For me I believe that last experience was to remind me that I can't always do everything on my own.  (Since childhood I have been very independent).  And that sometimes I have to call on others.  It is a way of me opening up to love.  And also, I think, a way to allow love to flow to me - to allow others the gift of giving me love. And I tell you, that's a hard one for me to keep practising. 

I understand what you mean.  In my heart, I feel these perceptions (that are a daily part of my experience) are real.  But my mind keeps wanting to rationalise everything and only believes what is 'provable' by today's standards.  It is my mind that doubts.  My heart knows. 

But I am growing to realise that my heartmind's experiences can be expressed - but NOT embellished by the doubting mind that is trying to make them 'acceptable' to other doubting minds that might ridicule my experiences. 

(I tell you this is such a valuable forum.  It would have taken me ages to get to this point in my thinking without you guys).

morningsun76 said

I reckon if a person who was meant to 'find themselves' even in the midst of juggling jobs, kids, family 'duties', paying bills etc etc were to sell off everything and chuff off up a hill to become a monk, that could constitute avoidance - or claridad - if they were under the illusion that it would help them become 'enlightened'. 

I hold the opinion that if you feel an urge to do something, whether it's 'enlightening material' or not, you have to expierence it, otherwise you'll never be able to give up this 'mortal coil' when enlightenment comes knocking at your door.  You'll be trapped somewhere between both worlds. 

But if you feel that the only way to gain enlightenment is that you should go up that hill, then you might find that guilt is preventing you from enjoying your 'selfish' existence - even preventing enlightenment - by not fulfilling what your higher self came to experience.  If you know what I mean.  Only each individual knows (and again, its in their heart) what they need to do.

At what point does wanting to live your own regular life, in the real, material world, become a selfish, negative thing?  Is it only if if it hurts others?  What if you don't hurt others, but all you do is work, eat, sleep, watch TV, and not do much else.. in other words, be just a sleeping cog in the system?  How much effort does a person need to put into awakening and becoming aware, to be in the clear morally/ethically/spiritually speaking?   Does overdoing it actually consitute a form of "claridad" itself?

My own way of viewing things is that I want my main life purpose to be improvement of self and the world around me, but that doesn't mean I can't have fun when I feel like it and do what I please.   At what point does fun becomes self-indulgence might be a valid question.   I mean, anything short of selling off everything and living as a monk could be viewed as "in-between," but it seems obvious to me that that's not what everyone is supposed to do, and it surely wouldn't be a good thing if they did.  So... where's the line to be drawn?   I don't know.

I feel my website certainly is in need of editing to only include subjective statements, rather than hypotheticals.  I do however, feel the 'messages' have some verity.

Like I said, I feel very vulnerable at the moment.  I don't know why I'm here any more. Or whether I truly have anything valid to say.  Or whether I should just go about my daily work, look after my son and try and be a decent partner to my husband.  Maybe I've just been deluding myself all these years.  I don't even know what I'm seeing here, there or anywhere, is in fact real.

I looked at your website, cipher, and had some thoughts that relate to your own.

On Christmas day of my 23rd year I experienced what I can only term "Christ".  I was under what many would consider spiritual attack and I finally broke through to this... "thing", whatever you want to call it. 

I had gone through the "death of the ego", where you throw away everything you were taught as truth and begin to look for real truth, years before.  I turned extremely agnostic, and realized that everything was all what you chose it to be, or at least you experience it the way you want to experience it.  I came out of that, very close to annihilation, knowing that the only thing that could ever be considered real was that I existed, whatever that means.  Reality and illusion wouldn't be an issue if I didn't exist.

I came out of being agnostic in my heart, though I still retain my agnosticism in my mind.  I came to the conclusion that if I was the only reality I could count on, and if it was real or not came down to the same conclusion: that it was my reality.  If it was real and I existed, then the point of life was to be me.  If it was all false and "I" was just another illusion, then everything meant nothing, which, in that case, I was free to be me and create my reality any way I chose.  In any sense, I was going to make the reality I thought should exist, at least in my own little life.  That existence included everyone being able to be themselves, as long as it didn't limit someone else or limit themselves harmfully.

I came to rest in hope on the notion that, even if life meant nothing, then at least there was this "I" inside of me that wanted me to be happy, that had the best in mind for me, and wanted to experience everything that was good for me.  Me and this "I" were the same, you see.  We could not be seperated, and that gave me a sense of belonging, a sense of security, a sense of meaning.

There was still something lacking, though.  This "I" was just in me, in this void I had created from my agnosticism.  It was like a seed, waiting for me to "realize it", for lack of a better term.  That "realization" came on that Christmas.  I dreamt I was in a dark amphitheater, like in Greek days.  My stomach was hurting.

"Who's doing that?!" I asked, referring to the pain in my stomach. 

"Me," came the reply.

"Who is that?" I asked.

"The Devil!" it said, in a very boogey-man "BOO!" sort of way, as if that was supposed to knock me off balance.

I panicked, tired of having, throughout the years, battles with anxiety.  I had conquered them years before, when I had integrated my Shadow, or dark side.  I tried to call out to something, but I didn't have anything.  God? I thought.  No, I didn't feel that was right.  I didn't really have a notion of what God was.

Then it came to me.  Me!  I called upon that source of energy, knowing that I wouldn't want this to be happening to me.  Then it blossomed.

I understood it all then.  I realized, through my familiarity with the Bible and things said about Christ, that this is what these people in the Bible were talking about.  I realized that "I" and "Christ" were the same thing.  That it was always with me.  That it loved me.  All this time, I had found Christ, but it hadn't bloomed within me because I didn't have the trigger to realize that this "I" I had come to rely upon was really Christ.

I realized that it is the source of all life.  That this lifeforce, or Godforce, or whatever, is the only real thing, that we all stem from this energy.  There is no seperation between me and you, between anything, because it all relies on this central "I", this Christ.  "I died for your sins." had a new meaning, because I realized that it is like death for this energy to manifest in the flesh, in material.  "This is my body, given unto you," took new meaning also, like the breaking of the bread symbolized this breaking of God into multiple facets to become each living thing.  The blood meant the life of Christ flowed through us all.

It all ended with the voice that identified itself with the Devil laughing, fading away.  It wasn't scared off.  It felt to me that it thought it was funny, which leads me to interesting thoughts.  Was it a game?  The Devil, in my opinion, wouldn't be some impotent, raging being.  It would be doing all this because it really didn't give a wit about anything, that it mocked God.  Or maybe the Devil is a tool for the realization of Christ.  I don't know.

I find it funny that Christ, for me, was born on Christmas, and that I can actually celebrate Christmas with a purity.

Now I consider myself a Gnostic in heart, and agnostic in mind.

I realize that it's all colored in Christianity, and I call myself a Christian because that is what I'm used to.  I feel that Christianity is sufficient as a source of knowledge  for me, because the truth isn't that complicated.  It's very simple, and Christianity contains this truth in it.  I don't advocate the religious structure, just the basic story of Christ and the person that is the embodiment of it in the stories.  I personally don't worry if Jesus was real or not, as I think that is missing the point.  I don't feel I need to accept that some guy walked on the earth and died for us so I can get into heaven.  I feel that it is important to realize this Christ in us to get where we need to be, and I accept that Christ that is in spirit, not in flesh.

I bring all this up to show you, and verify through details, my own experience with this energy, this love called "Christ", to let you know that you aren't the only one that has had a meeting of sorts with this thing.

As to the Claridad feeling, I don't get into that myself.  My views and life are simple, that life is really about experience, and you can experience it all within yourself.  Live your life.  You can be ambitious, or you can do nothing.  It's a personal journey, and it's all there ready for anyone.  Love knowledge, love wisdom.  Love beauty.  These things bring the most joy, once you learn to appreciate them as an ends and not just a means.

As to relying on intuition, on interpreting, what this Christ is saying, is a slippery slope.  I've done this a few times, and there always seems to be this urging to look for the signs, to let go and discern with your heart the reality all around me.  This usually comes in times of crisis, and I sometimes think I push too much enlightenment away, because it feels likes it all there, just waiting to break and rush forward.  It's overwhelming, and it would consume me totally.  As it is, in the little bursts that I allow, it's a big effort, and many times it's a leap of faith.  Most of the time I just live a simple life, day to day, without looking for "the will of God".  It's a lifestyle, and I am selfish so far as in wanting to experience my life without always trying to look where God wants me to look.  My life is spent mainly in personal betterment without straying too far from the "real" world.  It's a struggle to be in-between, but, for now, it is what I choose.

Another great song that uses this analogy is "The River" by Garth Brooks.

Will check it out, thanks.

As in
Row, row, row your boat

Yes, as in that.  I was thinking of "row row row your boat" as I posted the message.   Very good connection, and I'm sure Samuel Clemens would agree.  Another great song that uses this analogy is "The River" by Garth Brooks.

You said, Peart's later lyrics went:

As in

Row, row, row your boat
Gently down the stream.
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily -
Life is but a dream ????

I like that.  My husband brews his own beer too. 

You said,

Funnily enough, I've produced two guided relaxation CDs that sell modestly in some shops around Queensland (I don't push them).  The point/s here are:

1.  I need to put into practice what my CDs help others to do - relax, for that is indeed when I've received my clearest inner guidance!  And
2.  River of Life - one track on Ocean of Tranquillity - starts off in a boat that is carried to the ocean, then an island by the current of the river...
Row, row, row your boat,
Gently down the stream.
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily ...

I love the way things dovetail when I'm getting back on the right path.  We do get confirmation and guidance as to the next step if we look, don't we?

!!!!!!!AND I've just read the "God's Gladiators and the home run" topic and your other link morningsun76

ABSOLUTELY - more confirmation!!!!:D

Thanks morningsun76

Like I said, I feel very vulnerable at the moment.  I don't know why I'm here any more. Or whether I truly have anything valid to say.  Or whether I should just go about my daily work, look after my son and try and be a decent partner to my husband.  Maybe I've just been deluding myself all these years.  I don't even know what I'm seeing here, there or anywhere, is in fact real.

Neil Peart, the lyricist for Rush, had some good lyrics in the refrain of one of their songs back in 1991:

Why are we here?
Because we're here.
Roll the bones.

The album was called 'Roll the Bones' and on the cover was a boy kicking a skull, and a bunch of dice in the background.  The term 'bones' apparently referring to both death, and the dice.  In other words, you're here now, you're alive .. so roll the dice and take your chances.  His views matured over the next few months, for in their concert tourbook later that year appeared a slightly modified version of his philosophy:

Why are we here?
For the beer.
Row the boats...

Apparently he reached enlightenment.

Funny you say that.  I've found that the more I seek and try to learn, the more I find that wisdom lies in simply dropping all on one's false beliefs and realizing that you don't know anything.  And that, as one fellow I know likes to say, "reality is not stranger than you imagine ... it's stranger than you CAN imagine."  So, for what it's worth, keep reading, it's always good, just don't get overwhelmed and frustrated by all this stuff and all that you don't know.  Ironically, relaxing and not worrying about it is one of the requirements to getting any kind of higher knowlege.

Or, I could be totally full of it.

Hi Cipher ... thank you for such an honest appraisal on where you are or aren't

I take a bit of comfort knowing that I am not alone in not having much of a clue anymore about what IS and what ISN'T ... areas that I was so adamant and certain of are no longer the case.

...

There is some solace for me knowing that I'm in the fog rather than thinking it's everyone else who can't see very well.  It's humbling -- which can't be all bad.

Glad you found NR.  I find it also a comfort ...

Warm regards,
Christine B.

Thanks Christine B. and I don't feel such a dill thinking I'm the only one who feels this way!  From the forums that I've read so far here, everyone on NR seems to be so sure of what they know and seem more educated (from an outside sense - research etc) than myself. There's so much I can spend my 'down time' reading at any rate - might get some clues.

Although, I feel there isn't anything from within the Matrix anymore that can help me ... I feel like I'm at the edge and can't get past without some OUTSIDE help.  I can only pray and wait & see.

And yes, it's humbling.  Now there's a term.  Humbling.  That's something I definitely haven't had much of.  Maybe feined humility.  But not the humility that comes from real knowing that you're un-knowing.  And its not a quality one can actively go out and acquire, like say, kindness. With kindness, you act kindly and eventually embody it.  But humility can't be acted - or its arrogant.  I think you just have to fall into it.  Maybe for once in my life I'm empty enough to embrace it some.

And wandering1 - thank you for your comments

Your thoughts certainly help me find some sense of trust in my inner processes. 

Yes, I am giving up many fixed boundaries.  And that is a scary place to be because these boundaries are all attached to a big part of my personality that I have identified with - since 'walking away' in the 1990s from what I see now was tic-toc way of being.  I even changed my name because of a meditational experience!  But I'm not changing that back by deed poll!

It does feel liberating now that I'm on the other side of scared - that feeling you have just before you allow yourself to fall into the experience of letting go. 

As I said to Christine B. I'm praying and waiting.  Hopefully one of God's Gladiators will think I'm worthy of assisting to the next step. 

In the meantime, thanks for you/s at NR for letting me share.

Aannsha

I think that both of those can be seen as valuable and profound thoughts!

It seems to me like you may be giving up some (many?) fixed boundaries and while that may end up being liberating, it might seem disorienting for a while.

Thank you for sharing.

All the best to you.

Love and light.

I take a bit of comfort knowing that I am not alone in not having much of a clue anymore about what IS and what ISN'T ... areas that I was so adamant and certain of are no longer the case.  Teachers I adored and who I told everyone to read or follow, I no longer read ... unable to resonate with them.  In fact, I've decided to become "The Material Girl" (only half kidding) for awhile and just give the seeking a rest.  My reading is now directed to the latest Janet Evanovich or Shopoholic book ... at least they are knowingly mindless BUT fun.

There is some solace for me knowing that I'm in the fog rather than thinking it's everyone else who can't see very well.  It's humbling -- which can't be all bad.

Glad you found NR.  I find it also a comfort ...

Warm regards,
Christine B.

Women and Claridad
Another female form of claridad is when she decides she is the Delphic oracle and she’ll channel the Higher Powers for mere mortals so they can comprehend their fate. The Delphic oracle sat in a high-chair overlooking a wide, shallow bowl, filled with water. It was a high throne from which she could look down and pontificate. There is nothing wrong with helping people if you have the knowledge and you are wise. The defining line is whether you make a big show of it or not. Are you quiet and humble, going about your simple life, or have you bought the claridad story and now you are making a fool of yourself showing off?

...

But one should not be harsh to judge the foolishness of others, unless they are causing serious trouble that is. Instead, we should concentrate on our own silliness, watching that it doesn’t develop too ferociously or too quickly, in a way that can damage us and others. Pomposities lurk in the corners of our minds to trap us when we are weak and vulnerable. Claridad is an evolutionary trick that has been played throughout history, to send us lot–the Fallen Angels, the wrong way, to the rotten karma we probably deserve.

...

Of course, some people saw the trick in time and they jumped off the spiritually sinking ship. It was night and they couldn’t swim well, and they were all very lost in the cold darkness of not knowing. But they eventually discovered that if they relaxed and held hands with others, without struggling or competing, they could stay together and float. A fog descended on them and they were in limbo for my years, floating through a vast Nowhere. Eventually they came upon a beautiful island. It was another world and there to greet them was….

You guessed it!

Nobody was there to greet them. It was a heaven that had been granted to them because they had learned how to float with others. They greeted each other.

© Stuart Wilde 2004

http://www.heartoftheinitiate.com/artic … -women.htm

Ayahuacsa, funny you should post these three articles.  I read them about a week ago and recognized myself in parts.

I am feeling very vulnerable as I write this.  (I hope you don't mind me talking about myself, but I don't know where else to turn but to you impartial bunch at Noble Realms!).

I have been questioning my reality for about 6 months - well I'm always questioning it in some way, but I mean really questioning. I feel that if I looked at everything differently, it would all disappear.

Since I started on the 'spiritual/personal growth' path in 1989 my main tools for growth/freedom have been meditation and self-observation.  I have also found that I am very perceptive (some say psychic) and have used this ability with others in tarot consultations.  This ability has included (where necessary - or when I've been clear) bringing messages through from those who have left their bodies, future predictions etc. 

In 1990 after a period of intense meditation I received many - what I call Messages - that seemed to contain (within the poetic wording) information about who we are, what's happening, evolution etc.  And I put them onto my website. 

I also put my own interpretations with them, and now looking at them feel embarrassed as to the 'claridad' feel of them!  But I do feel the messages themselves are pure enough.

Indigo in replying to Atlantis in the member introduction section (24/1/2005 Atlantis goes underwater) said:

I actually erased some of my own site recently!  And am seriously thinking of re-writing much of it.  Some of the articles I feel (in the article section) are still worthy.  But there is much that I have based on assumption and possibly misininterpreting the 'inner information / perceptions' I have received.

Also about a year ago, I stopped 'placing myself in the marketplace' for tarot consultations.  The reason behind this was a realisation that some of my wanting to do the work was for self-aggrandisement to cover a feeling of lack of accomplishment (by not going to university against the will of my family). It seems I had already self-discovered the meaning of 'claridad'! I figure the Universe knows where I am and what I can do and if I can be of service, I trust that It will send people to me - it has occasionally since.   

I truly wish to be free of any possible delusion.  And am hesitant to write anything in case I fall into the 'claridad' basket.  Also, I wish to be free of this Matrix that we are a part of.  I truly believe we can if we connect our higher minds and strive for Truth. 

Also, I'm reminded of the Oracle in the Matrix - I have realized that even she was divulged (?in third film?) to be PART of the matrix.  So the 'psychic ability' I have tended to rely upon more and more ove the past few years is now under question. 
1.  As to its limited ability to actually free me from this matrix-existence and
2.  As to WHERE the information is coming from in the first place.  Okay I might be clear in picking it up - but is it being cunningly whispered by a disincarnate STS?

I have always advised others to feel / discern if the content is valid for them - never mind the presenter of the information.  Do you think this is valid?

My contintuing aim on this earth is to escape illusion and find freedom in Truth.  I have relied upon my little inner voice (the empowering one) for direction.  How can I self-check?  Or do I just remain silent?

I feel my website certainly is in need of editing to only include subjective statements, rather than hypotheticals.  I do however, feel the 'messages' have some verity.

Like I said, I feel very vulnerable at the moment.  I don't know why I'm here any more. Or whether I truly have anything valid to say.  Or whether I should just go about my daily work, look after my son and try and be a decent partner to my husband.  Maybe I've just been deluding myself all these years.  I don't even know what I'm seeing here, there or anywhere, is in fact real.

To quote Stuart Wilde again, "A fog descended on them and they were in limbo for many years". I'm in the fog.

I'd truly value other NR people's input here.

Thanks.

Article by Stuart Wilde

In two other articles here I talk about the illusion of claridad, which is a shaman’s term that describes the opposite of clarity. Claridad is an illusion that effects some spiritual travelers when they come in touch with the godhead or the primal source in all things. They start to believe that they have been divinely chosen, they imagine they are a great avatar or the returned Jesus, here to save humanity. It’s a narcissistic psychosis that usually effects men but women also suffer from claridad though they don’t usually get it as bad. The women can’t come back from a transdimensional journey pretending to be Jesus so they settle for other titles. Sometimes they decide they are Mary Magdalene, the kind-hearted whore, reputed to be the wife of Jesus. If you can’t be Jesus, Mrs. Jesus might be the next best thing.

Other times, they decide they are Temple Maidens, chosen to vector the celestial healing power to unfortunate men who are too daft to manage on their own. In simple terms it’s "licensed to bonk for god." Or in extreme cases, the female claridad sufferer decides she is a divine goddess, the embodiment of the feminine principal. She elevates herself to being the reincarnation of Nefertiti, Queen of the Nile. In her mind she is now the ‘Regina of the Sacred Vagina.’ A women of unparalleled divinity, beauty, sensuality and wonderfulness. A self-endorsed deity.

Now it gets a bit scary, woe betide anyone that doesn’t agree. From this platform she fights with others, women usually, to establish her authority, just as the male claridad fights with his shaman and other men. Sometimes the Regina-type rules vicariously by controlling the king. She defends her position as his confidant and advisor, and she controls those who have access to the king. She becomes the power behind the throne if she doesn’t have a throne of her own.

Another female form of claridad is when she decides she is the Delphic oracle and she’ll channel the Higher Powers for mere mortals so they can comprehend their fate. The Delphic oracle sat in a high-chair overlooking a wide, shallow bowl, filled with water. It was a high throne from which she could look down and pontificate. There is nothing wrong with helping people if you have the knowledge and you are wise. The defining line is whether you make a big show of it or not. Are you quiet and humble, going about your simple life, or have you bought the claridad story and now you are making a fool of yourself showing off?

The magical healer is another mild form of the same narcissism. This sometimes effects those that do body work or hands-on healing. They come to believe they are a vessel for the divine light, channeling the power for others. But almost all hands-on healing is sexual from the root chakra. That doesn’t invalidate it in my view, but it is easy for a healer to get carried away in his or her ego imagining all sorts of phantasmagorical things. It’s the desire to be seen as part of the miraculous that leads the healer astray. If you make too much of your miraculous healing powers, it puts you in a phony, god-like pose. Anytime you are acting out a false divinity however mild, you are in a claridad of sorts. It puts you in the crime of the Fallen Angles. The trick is to heal people for free and be humble and keep it to yourself, that way your ego doesn’t run amok posing as a divine instrument of god, a savior.

Females can carry the mild form of the claridad dysfunction a lot easier and a lot longer than men, because part of their claridad of being divinely special is fueled by over-expressing their sensuality, and creating desire and approval in would-be partners. Of course, they can sustain the allure of that into old age. When you see older women dressed provocatively as young girls might; ‘mutton dressed as lamb’ we call it in England, it’s a form of claridad, they are selling the allure hoping to compete. They usually do quite well because the young girls are more skittish and choosy, while mutton needs to be wanted and by many partners, so she’ll be off and running at the slightest nod or a wink.

Claridad can get you into loads of trouble but women have the advantage that they don’t usually go to a self-arranged crucifixion, which is the eventual end to the male story, part of his illusion of being Jesus. For him to convince people that he really is divine and Jesus and here to take away the sins of the world, his subconscious arranges for his own crucifixion, to prove the point. I discuss that more fully in another article here called The Six Steps of Claridad.

Now the Biblical Jesus was very interesting, as he either was the real McCoy, or he had the worse dose of claridad ever seen. It established the church and killed many hundreds of millions of people, and it made a billion others very sad, while robbing a billion more. Then it imposed a terrible restriction and a mental confinement and torment on those that bought the story. If only JC had gotten off his silly donkey and not gone into Jerusalem, posing as a god, the world would have been a much safer and happier place. I think if he really was the son of God he should have kept quiet about it. Though I am sure some other troubled soul would have come along and taken his claridad role; our evolution is littered with spiritual mountains to climb.

I know if I were Jesus I’d keep very quiet about it and not mention it to a single soul. I saw Mel’s film, it all looked jolly painful! I’m telling you, this Jesus business can be rather deadly. It’s not for the light-hearted, wispy, fairy-folk that I am used to hanging out with. But still, we all suffer from some kind of illusion and madness and most of what we believe about spirituality and God is complete rubbish. That is why I have so much love and respect for the Goddess Aya’, she takes you and shows you a small part of the real thing. She re-wires your brain to understand that you can never understand, it’s all too vast.

But one should not be harsh to judge the foolishness of others, unless they are causing serious trouble that is. Instead, we should concentrate on our own silliness, watching that it doesn’t develop too ferociously or too quickly, in a way that can damage us and others. Pomposities lurk in the corners of our minds to trap us when we are weak and vulnerable. Claridad is an evolutionary trick that has been played throughout history, to send us lot–the Fallen Angels, the wrong way, to the rotten karma we probably deserve.

Of course, some people saw the trick in time and they jumped off the spiritually sinking ship. It was night and they couldn’t swim well, and they were all very lost in the cold darkness of not knowing. But they eventually discovered that if they relaxed and held hands with others, without struggling or competing, they could stay together and float. A fog descended on them and they were in limbo for my years, floating through a vast Nowhere. Eventually they came upon a beautiful island. It was another world and there to greet them was….

You guessed it!

Nobody was there to greet them. It was a heaven that had been granted to them because they had learned how to float with others. They greeted each other.

© Stuart Wilde 2004

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