Re-writing the Past

You can imagine something better!

January blew in fast, wet and dreamy – it’s just a calendar date, yet with a notable change in style and tempo.

The solar technicians showed up unexpectedly to relocate the system into the barn on the Winter Solstice. It had rained heavily the previous day and when we opened the barn door, it was flooded. When we moved here, nearly 10 years ago, the access track was a river, the old barn was flooded, the ground floor of the house was a fetid pond. We’ve put in a lot of drainage, so what exquisite timing with the water processes, a decade of good behaviour and a deluge on the day of the move. We raised the batteries on pallets, so that if it happened again they would be safe, which was just as well, as we’ve had even more torrential rain and spent most of New Year’s Day digging more trenches to divert the water. On New Year’s Eve, we had to move all our fire wood, as the storm blew the cover off the small greenhouse we had been using for wood storage, while the barn was being rebuilt.

However, the real news is in the dissolution of the old map of reality, by what we are now dreaming into existence.

I became aware of my part in this story last summer, when the Arcadian dreamstream, snagged me via a Little Bear who got hooked just outside Las Vegas. Las Vegas was flooded a few days later. It’s hard to believe that place was named for “The Meadows”, as is our nearest village. Arcadia is a mythical paradise, or rolling fields, water falls and still pools, forests and the realm of Pan, nymphs and satyrs who live alongside people who are also part of Nature. Historically, it was cited (sic) in the Peloponnese archipelago of Greece and exists today as an idea to be brought into physical reality, with a certain state of consciousness and the right conditions. We are now ‘Anchoring Arcadia’ in various locations.

We were still under the dry spell until December, when our Earth Mother began showering Merlin’s magic on all her children. Merlin had imprisoned himself in an invisible castle that he caused the Ladies of the Lake to build for him, while he denied their power and claimed it as his own. Antares and our Home Star signaled Merlin’s release and I felt my imagination float free from the constraints of time and purpose. I yearned to curl up beside the stove with a good book. (See https://freefinca.substack.com/p/real-time-breakthrough)

Naturally, I found a book called Arcadia. It’s a brilliantly enjoyable story, in which the writer, Iain Pears, imagines an academic who imagines an alternative reality that comes to life through an ingenious plot and begins to interact with our current and future realities. I won’t spoil it for anyone, but one of the main characters is a future mathematician who invents a time machine that works because time doesn’t work as we think it does. In a couple of passages, she explains ‘time’ in a way that corresponded with my own emerging perception of time and demonstrated its Truth, in the moment.

The pertinent parts of what the character says:

“What was, is. Until it isn’t.”

“What if you go back and shoot your grandmother before you were born, so that you are not born and can’t shoot her? Dealing with this logical impossibility gave birth to the alternative universe theory: you can shoot your grannie, but not in your own universe, so that in one you exist as a murderer but are not subsequently born, and in the other you are born, but disappear when you transit to a different one to commit your crime……

Let me put it this way. We accept easily the idea that the future is a consequence of events in the past. With a bit of an effort, we can wrap our heads around the idea that the past is a consequence of events in the future. What this suggested was that neither of these was quite true, rather both are simultaneously dependent on each other. An event which we consider to be in the future is not happening after, or as a sole consequence of, events in the past. Remove that illusion, and the whole business becomes understandable…..

The central point is that while all variants of the universe exist in latent form, only one is actualized.

A simple metaphor will suffice; say that reality is a piece of string on a flat surface. Birth at one end, death at the other…..’Now’ is at any point between the two. The piece of string can, in theory, move anywhere on the surface, but can only be in one place at a time.

Now, if you push it at any one place, the string on both sides of your finger will change position a little – in temporal terms, both before and after will adjust. Next, move the end – create a different future. Again, the rest of the string will move. There are an infinite number of places the string can be, but only one where it actually is.

Now, add another illustration. Say that the relationship of future and past is also like a pair of scales: events in one balance the other; ‘now’ is merely the fulcrum. A change in the relationship between the two alters the balance. Either side can instigate that change or it can even take place from outside the balance, but the sides respond equally.

The more strongly an alternative world is imagined, the more it becomes a viable candidate as a successor to our present. Then events become merely probabilistic. Historical evolution will naturally tend to the easiest destination, a bit like water finding its way down a hill…..

Time travel has nothing to do with either travel or time. The term is a sort of unfortunate hangover. When I went to 1936, I was not travelling ‘through’ time in any real sense; this has no meaning. Rather, I was making small adjustments to the totality of information that makes up the universe. It was like cutting a block of text from a manuscript and inserting it at an earlier point, which causes everything to shift to make room. ‘I’ am simply a particular block of information within a much larger whole which, as far as I am concerned, seems like a different time and place. The version of 1936 without me faded out, and the version with me came into existence. I moved the string, to use my metaphor again, or, if you prefer, slightly changed the disposition of events on the scales.”

I promise you the rest of the book is not so dry, but this is the point where the realm of imagination began to flood into my external reality. I read this passage on the 23^rd December and on the 24^th, the moon was at its perigee and still new, drawing on Nunki, in the vane of the Archer’s arrow, the position of my natal Saturn – my steering function. The line-up was from Jupiter, expanding Neptune’s dissolution, Saturn in the tail of the SeaGoat, with Mercury, Venus, Pluto, the Sun and Moon floating waiting in the empty space, through Antares and right into the Scales. I knew that I was positioned to witness an event that would tip the balance between the future and the past – the string on the Earth’s Mirror.

Right on call, the fridge/freezer defrosted itself through the ceiling and flooded my desk in my cave. The only thing destroyed was a map of Galicia, on which I had carefully marked many of the local power spots and churches. That prompted me to check our grid lines, the Curry, Hartmann and Benker grid lines and they were no longer there. The map of the territory, in other words the perspective we have of it has changed. So, in addition to a change in our perspective of time, there is a change to the physical landscape. This doesn’t just apply to Galicia, as I have confirmed four other locations in which the grid lines have also disappeared.

To be clear, the destruction of the map did not cause the grid lines to disappear. Grid lines have been known to come and go, but the witnessing at a crucial moment ‘fixes’ a set of frequencies in place, so that they become part of observable reality for anyone embodied enough to be seeing with their real eyes. As linear time is just a way we are trained to organize events to serve the economy, the ‘fixing’ works for everyone in the Arcadian bandwidth, whenever they happen to be.  We can also witness a clearing, a deletion from the Akashic record.

Grid lines are dissolved through merging in Love with the Earth and there are many ways to do this. In this instance, it was the birth of a baby girl to the Little Bear in Texas, in a den he built for his Mama Bear, who brought the Arcadian dreamstream here. This was confirmed in yet another way, as I don’t know about the grid lines around his house, by a friend in Spain who told me how he woke up on that day feeling that his heavy and stressed identity had dissolved. He is an off-gridder too (!) and natural builder, a family man and a self-taught decoder of ancient manuscripts – a plot device that runs through the book Arcadia.

There are several grid formations that overlay or project from the surface of the Earth. The most significant, is known as the Planetary Grid or the Becker-Hagens Grid, named after Bill Becker and Bethe Hagens, a husband and wife team. They synthesized the work of Christopher Bird, Ivan Sanderson, several notable Russian researchers and Buckminster Fuller to produce a visualization of a geometrically precise planetary grid that matches most of the earth’s seismic fracture zones and ocean ridge lines, global atmospheric rivers, paths of migratory animals, gravitational anomalies, major sacred and megalithic sites and ancient cities.

According to Bethe Hagens,

“… the Earth [is] really a living crystal being with a geometric skeleton that could be mapped in its patterns of energy flows… in ocean currents, the winds, river systems, and distributions of precious minerals. It even seemed that ancient humans had known this sacred, hidden body of the Earth, and sited their civilizations to take advantages of her very visceral powers.”

https://www.vortexmaps.com/grid-history.php

Ley lines are a different electromagnetic grid to the Planetary Grid. They are defined as straight pathways connecting four or more sacred power spots, that usually have a monumental structure on them and can extend across vast distances, such as the Michael and Mary line in England, running from Cornwall to Norfolk and the Athena-Apollo line running from Ireland to Armageddon in Turkey. There are often water features, such as underwater streams or surface ponds along the way. Ley lines are obviously man-made, as they link man-made structures such as the monastery of St Michael’s Mount, Glastonbury Tor, Avebury Henge and the abbey of Bury St Edmonds on the Michael and Mary Line. However, as this points to an underlying knowledge of the energetic structure of the Earth and how humans interact with it that contradicts orthodox history and commercial science, it must be vigorously denied and filed in the dusty boxes of the esoteric department.

The grid lines that have dissolved are part of a lesser network of straight lines of electromagnetic radiation forming a quadrilateral network across the surface of the Earth. These are of three main types:

– The Hartmann lines, named after Prof. Hartmann of the University of Heidelberg who first discovered them in 1935, run north to south and east to west, at between 2 to 2.5M apart and are around 21cm wide.

– The Curry lines were discovered in 1950 by Dr Manfred Curry and Dr Siegfried Wittmann. They run diagonally to the Hartmann lines, northeast-southwest and northwest-southeast, 3-4M apart and approximately double the width.

– The Benker grid, discovered by the German dowser Anton Benker, forms a 10M x 10M cube, superimposed over the Hartmann lines.

The grid lines are not generally considered to be harmful in themselves, but there is a huge body of evidence documenting the incidences of chronic disease associated with sleeping on points where the grid lines cross and especially where they cross underground water. We all know that water holds memory and emotional resonance, but what is it about underground water that causes sickness?

On Christmas Eve, a few hours after discovery of the sodden map, a friend (another off-gridder) who lives nearby called to ask if there was anything I could do to help with their water situation. Apparently, both their well and spring had run dry several weeks previously and they were getting desperate – especially as we’d already had so much rain since the Winter Solstice. My first thought was that they were being protected, but from what? When she gave me the map coordinates of the spring and well, I saw they were triangulated by three churches. I cleared the water sources and the churches and the spring started flowing immediately.

This answered the question of why underground water crossing grid lines results in sickness. Water holds information and memory and is always in two-way communication with other sources of water, including us, through resonance. (See the work of Masaru Emoto, Prof. Bernd Kroeplin, Dr Luc Montagnier, Viktor Schauberger, Dr Gerald Pollack and Dr Massimo Citro, for further information.) The ritual of baptism communicates a message of ‘obedience to external authority’ not only to those who are baptised, but also to the water itself. This sets up a conflict within Nature and ourselves as part of Nature, as there is no external authority – only pretenders – that is amplified by the geometry of the churches and electromagnetic radiation. Natural friction created deep underground, that would naturally enhance the healing properties of water in some places, such as holy springs, can have harmful effects where it has been contaminated by human intervention.

The grid lines themselves are man-made with the Earth, a combination of our lower polarised energies, combining with artificial electricity and the natural electromagnetic currents of the Earth. The Earth and everything we perceive with our ordinary senses is malleable and responsive, far less fixed and solid than we have been trained to experience. As the Earth washes away the old grid structure, many ideas we hold about external authority are also dissolving along with the memories associated with them. Every event is written into the body of the Earth, just as our bodies hold the patterns of all our life experiences and we relive them when we are in places that resonate with those frequencies, until we become aware enough to choose another path, or an external event shifts the balance.

For the Earth too, a periodic cleansing is necessary, with greater and lesser deluges, so that the past is always being rewritten one way or another. It’s just that the psychotic pretenders have been aware of this for longer than us and had better script-writers. Obviously, they’ve run out of juice and the wheels have fallen off the rerun of the rewrite of their heaving soap opera shopping trolley. If I squint, I can still see the hazard lights blinking in the gloom, but it’s not part of my story.

The significance of the energy lines of the planet, that also flow into us, is largely unknown today. However, while publicly trashing any evidence of the planetary grids, the secret branches of military industrial research are heavily invested in occult physics and have been using various nodal points on the Earth grid for their artificial grid for a long time. This has inhibited our natural enmeshment in the Earth grid in several ways and generated a linear time loop. Part of this covert operation is currently playing out in Ukraine in a desperate gambit to gain control of the 37 Crimean pyramids, considered by some to be a Shambhala portal, and reactivate the power grid of the pre-Atlantean world. (Shambhala is the higher octave of Arcadia.) The Great Flood was the Earth’s solution of last resort, after all her power had been channelled into unbalanced and unstable man-made structures. This won’t happen this time around because the conditions have changed. The Earth’s failsafe mechanisms trigger flooding and cooling at certain electromagnetic settings and correlating levels of human activity and emotional intensity and we have already done enough to enable the Earth to regulate her flooding. Now it’s time to play the wild card.

Our task today is not about recovering lost knowledge, but about re-establishing the mind-body-earth connections that makes the discovery of old and new nature-centred knowledge possible.

The wild card is human imagination, the ability to sense the phosphorus glow in the mind of the Earth and bring it to the light of full spectrum reality. We all do it, but not wildly. To imagine is to dream while awake – it takes no skill or learning. With the grid lines gone and the river rushing, I feel the luxury of my mind, de-cluttered of worn-out ‘shoulds’ and thread-bare stresses. As the internal waters settled, we talked about what it’s like to have a level of awareness, that the vast majority of people don’t want to know about, or are incapable of knowing; what do we do with this knowledge? What are our responsibilities?

The answer flows through the Arcadian dreamstream; live it and it will continue to propagate itself in ways that we might imagine, but are witnessed and experienced by others. This is the gift of Arcadia, to spring into physical reality in exactly the right place and time for anyone ready to live that aspect of it, regardless of who dreams it into existence. Simply, we over-write the past by imagining something better.

So, Iain Pears will never know how much his vision of the Lady of the Manor and her responsibilities, bled through into my reality, stacking firewood on a wind-blown New Year’s Eve. Thank you.