Leave the Finite to the Infinite
Ideally, spiritual seeking comes from an overflowing heart focused on service, which is infinite. But we are fallible humans on earth, and spiritual seeking can be for dim or even dark purposes; finite, not infinite. For instance, material manifestation posing as the spiritual journey. As Wayne Dyer said about the popular movie “The Secret”- it was missing the sole component of manifestation that matters: service for all. An unconscious or dim seeker is about service to self, rather than service to all.
Service for all life everywhere is the idea. That is freedom. All health freedom movements are standing for freedom for all- it is unconditional and infinite. Suspicious special interest movements standing for certain freedoms, and ignoring the deterioration of others? That’s finite.
There’s a great book by David Hawkins, called Power vs. Force. It holds the most compelling explanation I have ever read about intention, and how frequency matters more than anything. As in, a church’s pastor can appear as a service for all seeker, and actually be on the frequency of a service to self predator. Things are not always as they seem.
I’ve had experience with this in the presence of Hollywood stars. With the dreamspell crowd of superstars, there’s a hint of divinity, but it has a heft to it, of black magic. It’s often transactional and conditional. It’s got a whiff of bad news that you can’t quite place; the other shoe may drop. I once taught yoga to an actor that later became very famous, leading the cast of an award winning Netflix show. He was truly the grumpiest person I have ever met, even after a class. I felt a sense of hostility from him. Our only verbal interaction other than hello, goodbye was when he inquired if a colleague was single. As his yoga teacher, I warmly encouraged he legitimately ask her out and not hire her to teach him, as his practice would only suffer. I was attempting to preserve his yoga practice, which was my job. He saw my suggestion as a ridiculous impediment to getting what he wanted, which was a game of footsie during yoga classes. Harmless maybe, but service to self. Low frequency. These things add up over time. It’s no way to live.
Please forgive the name drop, but I’ve gotta reveal this one, it’s too good. I was a big fan of Aaron Eckhart when I was single. I watched all of his movies, especially romantic comedies. Many years ago, I found myself at a small holiday party for Lakeshore movies, and there he was. Someone told him I was on the soundtrack for one of the films, and was from Nashville. He galloped up to me and sang a song called “Mrs. Me” right in my ear, asking if it was good enough that Tim McGraw would record it, and did I know Tim. It was funny and utterly bizarre to me. Suddenly he’s close enough for me to smell his leather jacket while he sang right in my ear. Exciting right? Except it wasn’t warm, more like efficient, he was working a room. I remember telling him I had just seen “The Rabbit Hole”, a very intense, moving film. “Oh, yeah, it is” he said, quickly, nonchalant. “You got kids?” I took the hint of disinterest. The meet cute fell flat. I wasn’t super young anymore, and I was a couple degrees from a Tim McGraw connection.
A lesson on the infinite and the finite
I realize I may sound jilted, but stay with me-it was way more than that. Though I felt the afterglow when he walked away, I was struck by an icy hot sensation of emptiness. He may come to life under lights, but in person, there was a vacancy. I self soothed by considering how hilarious God was, that He placed me in this guy’s path, during a time I was praying for a handsome partner and filling the well with mushy movies. But it wasn’t just a wink from God. This was a lesson on the infinite and the finite. The warmth wasn’t in him, it was in my response to his movies, and the hope they inspired. It was in the humor of the experience, and my faith in finding a partner. Those things were infinite. Meeting him was finite. Inability to discern these subtleties in the past had me chasing ghosts. Longing for service to self-ers in shiny packages, and writing songs about them too. I realized this was a demonstration; I was recovered from the white horse nonsense. It was over. I didn’t need to force a sense of the infinite in anyone, or that interaction. The truth was, I sensed a possible transaction, a finite thud. And I was cool with it, and it was funny. That turned out to be the last Christmas I’d spend without my husband.
Fame is Finite
My sense is that many people would not ever take the advice of the stars they like, if they were to actually have a coffee with them. Stardom as I see it, is just not often infinite, not for fun and for free. I’m not making a blanket statement about everyone. I had a unexpected bond with a mega famous movie star through a peculiar life circumstance in my neighborhood many years ago. She’s conscientious, truly kind, an ordinary person in an extraordinary life. There is such a thing. But it requires discernment, and articulating the finite from the infinite. I think we are going to find out a lot about the Hollywood dreamspell in the coming years.
Years ago I would tell my yoga students to make their journal their own “Us” magazine, to focus on what they already have as much as they focus on what the stars in the magazine have. Now that concept has amplified. I am desperate to wake people up to just how icky it can be, because I am so sickened by how many people allowed these types of figures to influence a life altering, profoundly personal decision about their health and longevity. I focus on the phenomenon of celebrity culture because I think that in many ways, it will prove criminal in the end.
Recently I heard of a Hollywood star with millions of social media followers. The star had an employee (friend of my friend) who reluctantly got the shot to keep her job in the star’s home. Despite the star’s advocacy of the shot with personal videos on her family’s mild reactions to the boosters, the employee discovered that they are all actually unvaccinated and using fake cards. (can’t imagine this? check this out) The employee was sickened, and quit without notice. That is predatory. Remember, it’s not “they wouldn’t do that” it’s you wouldn’t do that. There’s an ordinary citizen version of this too. Not as much reach or pathology as influencing millions, but anyone with a fake card being silent about not actually getting the shot is messaging “go ahead” to loved ones when inside, its an absolute no. It’s not trusting in the infinite and using your voice and God courage.
It’s easy to think about an unvaxxed star boasting booster symptoms and want the darkness revealed so consequences are seen and faced. But that is finite. Wanting the darkness revealed so that humanity can be truly safe, unified and healthy? That is infinite.
Truth is Infinite
The obvious truth is all coming out. You can read the documents that Pfizer intended to keep hidden for 75 years right here if you want. https://phmpt.org/pfizers-documents/ They didn’t file to be removed from the NYSE because all is well and their product is safe and effective. Exposure will include audits. We already know that we the people paid for a Pharma media blitz. Our tax dollars paid for artificial positive spin called “the science” on all major media outlets. Payments to politicians will emerge from drug company audits, too. Bribes that likely came with threats. Just read RFK Jr.’s book. You’ll get the hang of how Fauci has always done things.
Even still, we have seen how this goes. Finite, service to self creeps still go unaccountable all the time. We don’t know how it will all shake out. So it is really important to pray for infinite exposure of corruption. That we may all be unified and healed, regardless of outcomes for the finite crowd. That we may leave the finite to the infinite.
Update:
It is June 2, 2022 and I updated this with links from mainstream articles that prove my conjectures on immoral pastors and fake vaccine records.
Meanwhile, independent journalists are slogging through the Pfizer papers I published a link to, explaining them in detail for us, and still begging the public to see and hear. Unbelievably, many still refuse to look. The citizens that remain in denial continue to be the most sturdy form of protection for unspeakably corrupt corporations.