08-31-2008, 12:00 AM
Somewhere around here , there was a discussion about the fight Carlos had with Soledad , and about how don Juan set her up for it. Admitedly , I never have
known what to make of that , although there is explanation of a sort, later on.
I , too, just finished rereading 'Fire...' One thing I noticed about this book , more than once, is that its style is different somehow. A different
atmosphere.
This got me to thinking. Is it possible that these stories are actual representations of AP shift? Within all 10 books there is such a panorama of feelings,
places and events, different worlds in a sense. From Soledad to hidden experiences in heightened awareness' , to don Juans tales of Julian and his own
experience as an apprentice (I'm reading 'Power of Silence' now , especially the part about his family and his death!). I get a feeling of
Carlos being in separate realities upon various occasions. And don Juan in this book saying that his detachment was what gave him the ability to Love; that
when it turned into desperate passion he lost his effectiveness and was left with only '...mundane needs, desperation and hopelessness.'
That he failed without an Abstract Purpose. That his time with Nagual Julian was the first time he had never felt poor or needy.
Anyhow, that's a bit off track here, but I can't help myself with such an impressive observation.
Just what is AP? Sometimes I recall events of my childhood , and lately I have applied some focus to those memories , where I do recall feelings, sights
,sounds and try to recall smells even. I am sure that is AP. I go there, beyond where I am now, yet there leads to here.
Whew!
PS to Bob May: At least twice in the past year I have learned things about people I know or know of in my dreams like you mention. The amazing thing about
dreaming is that I only have to accept the idea of its possibility for it to occur . That's it. There is one sentence in all those books where don Juan
says that the crux of it all is the IDEA! Now maybe if I can get it thru my head I will come to understand that Mexican 'faith' surgery described in,
I think,'Fire From Within'. Hell. For myself I could settle for being a Carney or Gypsy fortuneteller sorcerer. But it too late for all that now as
I am too old and my fate is what it is. I'll tell you what though. When I was in my 20's I met people going that way , but I was too stiff and I did
not like it. One other thing. All my life I've had that little voice ; I've been calling it the Knock of the Spirit , erroneously perhaps. I never
knew what it was , I ignored it most of the time. It finally kicked my ass and I've been listening ever since. I have a few other abilities but I
can't recall right now. But those 7 hawks last month. What a blessing. I almost saw the energy fibers that brought us together!
One more thing as to this thread. You talk of ungrounded shifts. Just a few days ago I was watching cars on the road at work-break, and for an interval they
became alien to me , as if I had never seen them before. Once , I was recalling that feeling I have had going to a new place for the first time; the wonder
and exploration of it. The freshness and almost a sense of freedom at least if the place is comfortable. This is like my childhood, when my description of the
world , words and things, would lose their form and become strange or silly to me. Carlos writes an experience like that, where he is a baby under a chair
which he see as a bizarre structure with unusual textures.
known what to make of that , although there is explanation of a sort, later on.
I , too, just finished rereading 'Fire...' One thing I noticed about this book , more than once, is that its style is different somehow. A different
atmosphere.
This got me to thinking. Is it possible that these stories are actual representations of AP shift? Within all 10 books there is such a panorama of feelings,
places and events, different worlds in a sense. From Soledad to hidden experiences in heightened awareness' , to don Juans tales of Julian and his own
experience as an apprentice (I'm reading 'Power of Silence' now , especially the part about his family and his death!). I get a feeling of
Carlos being in separate realities upon various occasions. And don Juan in this book saying that his detachment was what gave him the ability to Love; that
when it turned into desperate passion he lost his effectiveness and was left with only '...mundane needs, desperation and hopelessness.'
That he failed without an Abstract Purpose. That his time with Nagual Julian was the first time he had never felt poor or needy.
Anyhow, that's a bit off track here, but I can't help myself with such an impressive observation.
Just what is AP? Sometimes I recall events of my childhood , and lately I have applied some focus to those memories , where I do recall feelings, sights
,sounds and try to recall smells even. I am sure that is AP. I go there, beyond where I am now, yet there leads to here.
Whew!
PS to Bob May: At least twice in the past year I have learned things about people I know or know of in my dreams like you mention. The amazing thing about
dreaming is that I only have to accept the idea of its possibility for it to occur . That's it. There is one sentence in all those books where don Juan
says that the crux of it all is the IDEA! Now maybe if I can get it thru my head I will come to understand that Mexican 'faith' surgery described in,
I think,'Fire From Within'. Hell. For myself I could settle for being a Carney or Gypsy fortuneteller sorcerer. But it too late for all that now as
I am too old and my fate is what it is. I'll tell you what though. When I was in my 20's I met people going that way , but I was too stiff and I did
not like it. One other thing. All my life I've had that little voice ; I've been calling it the Knock of the Spirit , erroneously perhaps. I never
knew what it was , I ignored it most of the time. It finally kicked my ass and I've been listening ever since. I have a few other abilities but I
can't recall right now. But those 7 hawks last month. What a blessing. I almost saw the energy fibers that brought us together!
One more thing as to this thread. You talk of ungrounded shifts. Just a few days ago I was watching cars on the road at work-break, and for an interval they
became alien to me , as if I had never seen them before. Once , I was recalling that feeling I have had going to a new place for the first time; the wonder
and exploration of it. The freshness and almost a sense of freedom at least if the place is comfortable. This is like my childhood, when my description of the
world , words and things, would lose their form and become strange or silly to me. Carlos writes an experience like that, where he is a baby under a chair
which he see as a bizarre structure with unusual textures.