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One weekend we camped on a beach where dolphins and whales often congregated and where we were energized by the constant rush of the ocean waves and freewheeling flight of sea birds. At night, we slept out in the open in sleeping bags under the glistening expanse of the star-filled sky and by day we thrummed along with the natural forces of life. It was here that I first began to actively listen to the wisdom from the records of time that lay deep inside me. At about four o’clock one morning, I was awakened by a brilliant flash of light. It was like God had taken a snapshot of us. I sat up with a jolt and scanned the still dark skies. I saw nothing unusual among the stars, so I simply sat in silence, with Alejandro asleep in a sleeping bag next to me. A tone then emerged from somewhere deep inside me, a sound both unfamiliar and familiar, for as a child I had often experimented with sounds my voice could make. This wasn’t a beautiful and meditative tone, such as the mantra-like “Om” of Eastern traditions. It was a high-pitched clicking sound, even a little croaky, sort of what I imagined a dolphin might make if its click-like sounds were played in slow motion. It sounded like a coded language to me. Then just as suddenly as I had begun making the sounds, I stopped. I sat in the dark of silence for a while, and then I heard the inner voice of my Higher Self speak. It began to speak with what I can only characterize as some sort of frequency tutorial:
Whales, turtles, and elephants are all of the same soul kind. They are the keepers of the records of wisdom of the Ancient Wise Ones. They all have creased gray skin, and each carries its own brand of prehistoric similarities. They have traveled through the evolution of their souls with a “seeming suffering,” and from this seeming suffering, the powerful posture of vulnerability, of innocent wisdom, is reached. Through the embracing of feelings, the pain of ignorance is transmuted into the ecstasy of knowingness, of “nowingness,” of the innocence in the present moment that holds within it the wisdom and records of all time. This is an “Alchemy of the Soul.” Dolphins have also reached an innocent wisdom, not through “seeming suffering” but through the joy of and elation for life. They are the adolescents, whereas the whales, turtles, and elephants are the elders of the community. It is through the silence within and the embracing of feelings that one reaches this innocent wisdom. It is through this sonar sound, this cracking tone of the silence between the sound, that the gap between space and time opens, like the correct combination of a safe clicking open and giving access to the records of time found in stillness. In the stance of stillness time stands still.
A few years before I had heard the words “Frequency Tutonics” in a dream that I had, and I now understood what it meant—it was the sound I had just made so spontaneously and that had opened me to recovering this “record” of the Ancient Ones. In a flood of insight I heard more:
It is through inner stillness and the simple awareness it brings that we connect to creation beyond time. Life-forms have actually become more complex over time, and the key to unraveling those complexities is the expansion into timelessness; this is achieved by accessing the stillness. It is in this stance of stillness, then, that actually unravels time, and in so doing there is a simultaneous unraveling of our spiral DNA and RNA, of our programming and conditioning, which releases locked memories. The feeling of accessing these deep memories is at first uncomfortable because tension is also released, similar to how kinetic energy is released when a tightly wound spring is allowed to unwind. This kind of“undoing” is also an entranceway into being and an opening to the freedom to live in the present. The “timeless now” is truly the only point when we can receive the gift of life and access the library of records that wait for us in the silence and stillness of the present moment.
I was startled at the information that flowed through me. I felt it was important, and that perhaps I had tapped into the wisdom of the ocean as a conscious being itself. I pondered about how whales move in the ocean; they move in slow motion, seeming to stretch time, which invokes the feeling of ecstasy, a feeling beyond time and space. Because of this, the whale’s movement is forever remembered, and our memory like that of the whales becomes an infinite ocean that stands still in time. I was unraveling the complexity of time within myself, and many memories began to rise to the surface of my awareness. From that night on, I entered the realm of silence more frequently and became dedicated to the still-point within.
Not long after this retrieval, I experienced a different kind of still-point only this one was physical. One day, while I was frolicking at the edge of the waters, I felt so in tune with Nature and so at peace that I found myself not breathing. It wasn’t that I was consciously holding my breath, but more that I simply felt no need to breathe. I felt wrapped in a blanket of profound stillness and safety, and felt elated and held in the midst of heaven on Earth. At that moment I did not need anything, desiring nothing, not even air. The world around me took on a tingling brightness. Everything looked acutely sparkly and new and I momentarily wondered if I had somehow entered another dimension. Then I remembered another experience like this that had occurred, just as strangely and out of the blue, several years before. Marcus and I had been dining at a seaside restaurant, celebrating our anniversary. Apropos of nothing that was happening then, I just calmly noticed that I had not taken a breath for a few minutes. As if this were a normal course of events, I looked at Marcus, and said, “I've noticed I haven’t taken a breath for quite awhile, can you stay present with me and monitor me to see where this goes?” When I stopped talking, I once again did not feel the need to breathe. Marcus went along with me and observed, as I sat not breathing for several minutes. Then for several more minutes. I felt no pressure in my chest, no need to try to control my diaphragm muscles, or to take another breath. I simply felt serene and still rather, soft of spirit. When Marcus announced that five minutes had gone by, I hardly took notice. I felt safe and my body was not under any stress. Then, as Marcus marked the sixth minute, I felt myself take a gentle breath, and I returned to my normal breathing pattern again. About a year later, I read in a small booklet called the “Science of Ascension” that as we begin to raise our vibration, we will start to breathe from what is termed our “Morontia Body.” This is explained as a crystalline matrix that is situated outside our body, and when we breathe through this matrix, we no longer need to take physical breaths through our lungs. By using this crystalline matrix, the book explained, we are breathing Spirit directly into our etheric body (our energetic body), which then feeds the physical body. This newest non-breathing episode seemed connected to the frequency tutorial about timelessness and I was beginning to experience stillness in ways that were different from my previous experiences in meditation. I was content to simply accept this information and these experiences at face value, feeling no compulsion to analyze or prove anything. I had finally caught up to the present; living in the “now” with whatever was happening.
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