The Great Transition

Below is a very interesting talk by Storm Alteryus at the UK PROBE conference in blackpool. It is about the earth changes and the new tribal society.

Guided Meditation- The Milky Way

This guided meditation takes you on a journey to a corroboree, a ceremonial gathering of tribal people, who are dancing around a camp fire. They invite you to join in and take you walking up the Milky way, where you meet some angelic beings who heal you with sparkly light!

How the Kangaroo got its pouch

This is an Aboriginal Australian dreamtime story about how the kangaroo got its pouch in reward for kindness showed to an old wombat. It is typical of the creation stories of Aboriginal Australia, which often have a moral aspect to them.



This story was published in Stories from the Billabong

The Priestess of Gaia

In this vision of the future, a priestess travels to the Milky Way in an extraterrestrial craft controled by thought. She meets with her spirit guide and other beings from across the galaxy.

The Green Man

The Green Man story represents a return to nature. I have created my own version of the story based on one told to me by a storyteller, as is normal in the oral story telling community. Feel free to take the main points of this tale and use them to create your own Green Man story. 

It was a long an arduous journey across very difficult terrain. On horseback I travelled many miles in the searing heat of the summer sun and to cut my journey short decided to travel through the great forest. There were many myths about this forest and most people avoid it, fearing that they may become lost or pixie led. It was however the quickest route and would cut down my travel time by a whole day. So it was with some trepidation and some excitement I drew into the forest along a small track.

The track seemed to be well travelled at first, but quickly became quite overgrown. I began to doubt whether or not to proceed, but decided not to turn back. It was nearing noon and the sun was radiating with its full midsummer heat. I had travelled a long way and was thirsty and hot. My clothes clung to me with sweat and even my horse was beginning to flag. After some time to my delight I found a river. This river was flowing with fresh water and had luscious vegetation growing along its banks. I guided my horse downstream until I found a wonderful pool of water next to a cascading waterfall. At last I could rest!

I tied my horse to a tree by the river and we both drank greedily from the fresh water we had so fortuitously found. It was the middle of nowhere, so I decided to strip off completely, peeling off my sticky clothes and putting them on the riverbank to dry off in the sun. With joy I jumped in the pool and swam, rejoicing in the cool water. I decided to explore a little and swam over to the waterfall, which was very loud and beautiful. I stood under the falls loosing myself in the moment, feeling the joy of the crystal clear water cascading over my tired body. Wandering by the green bank I foraged for some edible mushrooms, wild and tasty. I sat and watched the river, resting my weary body on the grassy bank. The sun was not so high in the sky, so I thought it was time to return to my journey and thanked the river for its refreshment.

As I returned to the pool I was shocked to see no sign of my horse or my clothes. I searched around for a while, thinking I must be lost. Frantically I ran through the forest searching, but to no avail. All I managed to achieve was to get lost, totally. It was now late afternoon and I was in the middle of the great forest, I was tired and frightened and lay naked against a tree.

I must have dozed for a good while, because when I came too it was dusk. The forest became eerie and I was aware of the seriousness of my predicament. I foraged around finding some wild berries to snack on and a few edible mushrooms. I found shelter in a small cave and after the initial shock became resigned to my fate. Perhaps someone would find me.

The next day was beautiful, I felt rejuvenated after spending a night in the forest. There was a slight mist in the trees and my belly told me it was time to find food and water. I spent that morning finding my bearings and by the afternoon could hear the rushing of the river. I ran towards it and jumped in, greedily drinking the fresh water. I also found plenty of food to forage on the banks and sighed in relief, I could survive.

 

For the next few weeks I stayed close to the river and made a shelter out of branches and leaves. It was simple, but joyful. I found as time went on that the wildlife approached me and accepted me into their home. My friends became the hawk and the deer and I even managed to communicate with them in a primitive way.

Summer did not last long. It was getting colder and colder by the day, the water almost too cold to swim in. My shelter did not seem up to the task of keeping me warm, so I ventured to the cave I found all those weeks ago. Life became more difficult, most of my time was spent foraging for food or walking to and from the river. The days became shorter and colder. The food became scarcer and I began to worry about the onset of winter.

To keep warm I took one last swim in the river and then rolled in the mud, caking my entire body. I found some fallen leaves, as it was now well into autumn, and rolled in them. The sun had enough heat left in it to dry me. I became clothed in the forest and it kept me a little warmer. I gathered leaves for my bed and lived like a wild man.

As food became even more scarce I began to get hungry, eating only a handful of berries each day. I was cold and weak and could not manage my trips backward and forward to the river. I collapsed outside the cave and waited for nature to take me. Then something miraculous happened. A wolf bitch and her cubs had taken residence in a nearby cave and the wolf had become an uneasy friend as we co-existed. The wolf took it on to herself not only to feed her cubs, but to feed me too. I stayed in the cave with the small family for warmth and was brought rabbit, birds, rodents and other small creatures. I slowly regained my strength and watched as the forest became white with snow.

The snow provided me with a source of water and the wolf continued to feed me throughout the winter. I learned to communicate with her using growls and grunts and when the snow had cleared ventured out into the forest again. It was now spring and the sun was beginning to have warmth. I could find mushrooms and as time went on, berries and fruit. Having spent three seasons in this forest I decided I now had my best chance of finding my way back to civilisation.

I journeyed further and further into the forest until one day found a settlement at the edge. I did not want to approach, as I was still clothed in mud and leaves. I feared that they would imprison me. Then, one day, I heard the crying of a little girl, many miles into the forest. I recognised her as one of the people from the settlement and approached her carefully. She was frightened at first, but I won her trust by offering her some wild berries. I led her out of the forest and to the settlement. I often wonder if those people developed a myth about a wild man living in the forest that rescued their child, as from then on they left food offerings at the forest edge. I took them gratefully, cooked food once again was wonderful!

I lived close to the settlement for some time and it drew into summer. The sun was hot again. I decided to venture back to the river and bath in the magical pool by the waterfall. To my amazement there was somebody else swimming. A naked man, a weary traveller. As I got closer I found that he had left his horse tied to a tree and his clothes out to dry, just as I had, all that time ago. I silently put on his clothes and stealthily untied his horse and led it onto the path. When I was clear I rode off, the next green man had arrived to take my place!

 

Freeman on the Land

The freeman-on-the-land movement started as a way of liberating individuals from the tyranny of imposed rules, regulations and red tape imposed by the state and to take back individuals sovereign identity and fundamental freedom.  It is based on the premise that we have been deceived on a grand scale into accepting domination by outside agencies, most importantly governments, but also other companies, such as banks, local authorities and the legal system.

This deception goes to the core of our identity, fooling us into thinking we are ‘legal entities’ called a person.  The person is a legal fiction, a straw man, which is bound by admiralty law, the law of the sea.  It is created at birth and is the name that appears on our birth certificate (as in the berth of a ship.)  If we think we are the person and not a free, sovereign being, we are bound by the whole legal system derived from admiralty law (and we can literally find ourselves in the dock.)  If we assert our true identity then we are bound only by common law, which only covers criminal activities and is tried by a jury.  Common Law abiding people who do not use deception in their dealings, or breach the peace, should never find themselves in a court.
 
Another important aspect to the freeman movement is taking on the role of an adult and not asking permission to do things that are perfectly lawful (i.e. not harming anybody, breaching the peace or using deception.)  This means anything that is licensed or permissible under special circumstances is basically lawful, and therefore a freeman-on-the-land is free to do without permission, as they are not acting as a child who would need permission.  This carries responsibility, as an adult a freeman is fully responsible for his actions.  He may not lawfully require a driving licence, but if he drives recklessly or has no driving skills, he is accountable under Common Law for any damage caused.  A freeman may also take drugs, such as opiates, cannabis, etc, lawfully, as these drugs are used under license in medicine and are therefore lawful.  If he should misuse them and cause harm he remains liable for his actions under common law.

The implications are huge as it frees individuals from the tyranny of rules and regulations imposed by so called authority.  At the moment this is being played out in minor ways by individuals refusing to pay taxes, fines, etc, that they have not consented to.  This cuts both ways however, as if you choose to opt out of government control, you also choose to opt out of any benefits supplied by that government now or in the future.  So if you do not pay tax then you cannot expect to have free healthcare, or unemployment or any other benefit.
The full ramifications are total freedom and liberty, provided you act in a peaceful and non harmful way.  This carries great responsibility and a true freeman-on-the-land will act with honour and integrity in all their dealings.  To me being a freeman-on-the-land is about being a spiritual adult and not using the freedom for petty gains, as this harms the freeman movement and society in general .

For more information on the Freeman-on-the-Land movement please visit the following sites.

www.fmotl.com
Freeman on the Land by Veronica of the Chapman family
www.wholetruthcoalition.org
The Whole Truth Coalition
www.tpuc.org
The Peoples United Community with John of the Harris family
www.thinkfree.ca
Think Free Canada

This article is from the Tribe of the Phoenix Blog
The Freeman-on-the-Land movement

The similarities between dreams and past lives

Article From The Tribe of the Phoenix- The Dreamlike nature of Rebirth

How many dreams do you dream during your life? Most dreams are forgotten upon waking, but if you could remember them all the total number would be in excess of 100,000. Imagine if each of your night-time dreams were a complete life, an incarnation lasting around 70 years, that of a human life. Perhaps this is the nature of rebirth.

Since the dawn of the species, if we had all lived around 100,000 to 200,000 lives and if these lives were on average 25 to 50 years in length, the timeline would take us back five million years to Australopithecus, our earliest ancestors.

The phenomenon of dreaming reflects the phenomenon of rebirth. This fractal style reflection of the macrocosmic in the microcosmic permeates the whole of reality. For example, on a superficial level, the solar system resembles an atom. If this is so, then understanding our relationship to our night-time dreams will help us understand our relationship to past lives and rebirth.

Each night time dream resembles an incarnation, as during the dream it is completely real to us and nothing other than the dream exists. We accept what happens to us during the dream, no matter how bizarre and they often end unexpectedly. The process of ‘dream death’ is what we call waking up, and most times we completely forget the dream before we even get out of bed. This does not mean that the dream has completely vanished, just it is not conscious. If we do dream-work- such as keeping a dream journal and trying to remember our dreams, we can often master considerable clarity of recall. This is analogous to past life recall work, on a conscious level we do not ‘remember anything’, but if we use shamanic techniques, we can recall our past lives.

There appears to be a hierarchy of dream recall, and there is a similar one for past life recall. The most difficult things to remember are specific facts, abstract thoughts and knowledge. You may not remember names, or what you were thinking, or the address of the house you were in. Next come imagery, scenes from our dreams, snippets at first, sounds, images, smells etc. Beyond that is the emotional reaction to the dream or past life, these are general feelings and leave general residues of feelings. The déjà vu phenomenon is an emotional reaction, a feeling of having been somewhere before and breaks through into consciousness ahead of imagery. Sometimes we wake up elated or deflated, but do not understand why, as emotional memories from our dreams carry into our waking consciousness. Finally there are the subconscious patterns, things we repeat in our daily life without any awareness of doing so. These include irrational fears and reactions to certain stimuli, usually we have no idea why we behave in a particular way, but it may be from our dreams or past lives.

Reincarnation

The memory residue from our past lives informs our current lives. It provides what we think of as our essence, the innate ‘me-ness’, beyond our current physical reality. As we can see from dream recall, this is going to consist mainly of behaviour patterns, we call them innate traits. There will be to a lesser degree a general emotional background, collected from all our past lives, we may be optimistic, pessimistic, depressive, rational, etc. To a greatly diminishing degree will be imagery, what we call past life memories, which we will only glimpse unless we deliberately work to remember them. Finally, abstract knowledge is lost to all but the most capable shaman, names, dates, places, knowledge about particular subjects, the ability to perform learned motor skill tasks like driving or playing an instrument. As a parting though, perhaps those shaman who undertake dream-work and manage to achieve lucidity in the dreaming state, can also achieve lucidity in the incarnated state and perform seemingly magical and supernatural feats?