Time, timelines, bending time, time travel, time flying.
In late-August 2000, I stepped out of time and, as a result, remembered the future.
More on that in a bit, but first, here’s the set-up for this “Time Machine” blog-fest post.
Linda of the LiteBeing Chronicles blog has shared her passion and interest for all things ‘Time Travel” (and, she writes, her obsession with time) by inviting her fellow bloggers to muse-up a post for her Time Machine blog-fest.
So here is the musing that rose to the surface for my Time-Travel, Time-Machine contribution, per the following guidelines from Linda:
Pick a time in your life that was critical to your development. You can go back or forwards in time. It can be real or imagined. After all, it is real if you imagine it!
Choose an idea or a skill or a value you hold dear in the present and infuse it into that time period.
Share your story of what happens to positively impact your life.
So, into the Time Machine and off we go …
At the end of August 2000, I stepped out of time, and ended up remembering the future.
Needless to say, that has a way of altering — or restoring — your perception and perspective, and reorganizing your life as you’ve known it up ’til then.
That’s putting it mildly … both softened and sharpened through the lens of time and hindsight.
Even in our time-ordered culture, there are many ways we loosen our connection with clock-and-calendar ‘linear time’, whether for a moment or in a more epic way.
We might reach that momentary timelessness — a state or experience that so many seek — in meditation, or in a mystic or ‘peak’ experience, or when we’re ‘in the flow’ and lose track of time.
And then we might step out of time in a different way, as in what we could call Epically Transformative Experiences — utterly life-altering, perception-shifting, conditioning-deconstructing events like NDEs, ego-dissolving ‘lightning strikes’, and similar sorts of things.
That was the case for me, in late August 2000 anyway, when an odd string of circumstances landed me in a surgery room of a hospital on the other side of the planet from where I now reside.
This post won’t include the details of that particular Epically Transformative Experience (or EPE … cuz that acronym amuses me), for now anyway.
It’s an immensely personal and also Mystery-linked ‘event story’ of its own, and one for which I hold the details more closely, share more discerningly … other offspring-qualities born out of that experience, and strengthened through the crucible of experience since.
That said, such EPE experiences are gateways or portals of sorts …
As with any EPE, whether NDE or otherwise, what follows is the unrelenting deconstruction of Life as We Knew It.
After The EPE, all that we identified with is systematically reduced to rubble … a smoking ash heap (and hence the ultimate chance to ‘Phoenix’, as I wrote in a previous Sophia’s Children post).
What unfolded in the wake of my EPE was no different. Deconstruction. Smoldering Rubble. Ash Heap.
If you’ve experienced it, you’ll know what I mean.
You’ll also know — if you’ve traveled enough distance since then — that something unexpected happens in the wake, through the ‘rubbling’:
Old forgotten treasures shine through, and we remember things … sometimes ancient, powerful things … that got squashed down, buried, and paved over.
One of the treasures that I uncovered in the rubble of that deconstruction and related ‘archaeological dig’ was a long and ancient thread of my (and our) lineage: the very potent and enlivening power of ‘mythic memory’.
The living power of myth and story, symbol and archetype that was so vital to many of our ancestors and that got severed, lost, or co-opted and stuffed into a very tiny box along the way.
This ‘mythic memory’ restores an ancient golden thread — a type of psychic and energetic pathway through which story, insight, forgotten values and virtues, inspiration, courage, resilience, and other legacy treasures might travel.
‘Mythic memory’ is its own sort of ‘time machine’ — bending and merging ‘timelines’ through the living nature and transmission of symbol, myth, and archetype (timeless ‘characters’ or qualities).
Through it, we’re able to time travel, in a way, and bring, restore, invite, or invoke certain insights, wisdom, and other rememberings of the timeless indigenous/ancestral-soul into the present, and thus into the future that’s always being repeated or woven anew now.
Hence the phrase ‘remembering the future’ (for which I thank fellow writer and ancestral-wisdom-rememberer Frank MacEowen).
As I was revisiting MacEowen’s lovely book, The Celtic Way of Seeing, and having now spent a fair number of years reconnecting with the mythic memory and ancestral-wisdom wellspring, I resonated even more with this insight-musing from MacEowen than I did when I first read the book in 2007 or 2008.
“Mythic memory is like a muscle. Exercised, it can become a vital gateway of perception, inspiration, healing and spiritual connection. Yet it can also become atrophied. …
… To reconnect with the spiritual guidance of the mythic past — what e might think of as ‘mythic memory rehabilitation’ — we must enter into the heart of the myths themselves to feel, once again, their sacred pulse, thereby also awakening something in the ancient blood coursing through our veins.” (Frank MacEowen, The Celtic Way of Seeing)
Every culture and spiritual or wisdom tradition has its ‘living myth and symbol’ repository that stirs the well of remembering — once it’s been cleared of any overlays placed by those who would co-opt it and ‘steal the magic’, so to speak.
Particularly in times of challenge, uncertainty, epic transformation (sound familiar?) — what the vision-poets David Whyte and John O’Donohue referred to as ‘the fierce edges of Life’ — stirring and tapping into mythic memory (and the symbols, archetypes, insights, wisdom associated with it) can allow us to, in a sense, time travel, or blur the edges and boundaries of ‘time’ as we understand it the culture’s linear orientation.
Through it, we can invite into our awareness and energy a needed or heart-desired quality, virtue, or storyline — particularly in alignment with our highest purpose and ‘the good of all beings’ (vs. ego-vice wants).
By stepping out of time so … vividly and intensely … back in late August 2000, and certain experiences that unfolded since, I was reacquainted with the power of mythic memory and its repository of riches.
And in that repository or well of remembering, we have access to the very much timeless and alive mythic stories, symbols, and archetypes, the insights and wisdom, that enliven, stir, create, inspire, center, and guide us as we ‘remember the future’ more wisely, gracefully, and creatively from where we are right now.
For Time Machine musings from other Time Travelers, visit Linda’s LiteBeing blog. Michael at Embracing Forever will be sharing his Time Machine musings next.
To explore how you can use these and other inspiration-stirring practices to revitalize your own ‘timeline’ and possibilities, send me an email (info ‘at’ ivysea ‘dot’ com).
For mythic-memory-activating audio programs, check out the Feminine Mojo Mystery School wellspring of resources — I’ve extended the current Special Offer for another week or so.
October 13, 2015 at 6:41 pm
Thank you Jamie for your beautiful post, rich in imaginative musing and incredible imagery. I will be back with a more detailed comment, but in the meantime, could you please link to Michael who is posting tomorrow. His address is :http://embracingforever.com/
I adore what you bring to the blogosphere Jamie 🙂
October 14, 2015 at 3:58 pm
You’re welcome, and thanks again for dreaming up the Time Machine blog-o-rama and inviting us all to muse on it and participate with you. Yes, I’ll add a link to Michael’s blog, since he’s next up on the Time Machine Musing Roster. 🙂 xoxo Jamie
October 13, 2015 at 7:43 pm
Hi, I am now back again to say that you take the reader on an incredible journey that is moving, mysterious, and engaging. This reader has a question:
“That was the case for me, in late August 2000 anyway, when an odd string of circumstances landed me in a surgery room of a hospital on the other side of the planet from where I now reside.
The details of that ‘NDE’ aren’t part of the story I’m sharing here, for now anyway. I hold that more closely, share more discerningly … other offspring-qualities born out of that experience, and strengthened through the crucible of experience since.
But I also ended up reconnecting to a long and ancient thread of my (and our) lineage: the very potent and enlivening power of ‘mythic memory’”
While I highly respect your privacy, i wonder if there is more to tell about your mythic memory. How did you find the future? Am I missing something that perhaps I misunderstood? You are leaving me hanging here Jamie 🙂
It is of course up to you what to disclose and how. I just had to say I am left wondering.. What is so fantastic is your explanation as to how these influences can serve and support us today. Such an important message!
Thanks again for joining us and doing what you do, writing and teaching so brilliantly and gently.
October 14, 2015 at 4:28 pm
Thank you, Linda. I so appreciate your lovely and kind words, and the questions that arise for you.
>> While I highly respect your privacy, i wonder if there is more to
>> tell about your mythic memory. How did you find the future?
No doubt. 🙂 And therein is the challenge with any writing, for sure, and particularly when we write about a slice of life that is clearly connected to a Before and After (and up, down, in …!).
I did add a few sentences just after the NDE mention — you’ll see them above in the post now — about how, as with any of those stupendously transformative experiences (vs. ‘change’) a full-tilt deconstruction and ‘rubbling’ of Life As We Knew It unfolds in a way that defies any — even the best efforts — to stop it.
So it’s really part of the ‘After NDE’ experience in which the remembered treasures and “mything links” are rediscovered in the rubble and smoking ash heaps.
And that’s pretty cool, the remembering. The deconstruction, not so much fun. 😉
Thanks again for the suggested ‘add’. Your question may well stir some additional musings and blog posts … it’s a big topic, but based on the responses (here and elsewhere as fellow travelers intersect with me) it’s a good experience to share and macro-topic to muse and write on.
Bright Blessings to you LiteBeing. 😉
October 14, 2015 at 4:45 pm
Thanks for taking the time to address my questions. I know sometimes it is a delicate balance and your writing style is quite poetic and less specific, which suits you I think 🙂 I like the additions to your post and it seems you keep getting nudges to share more. I trust you will do what is best when you intuit Divine timing.
blessings back dear,
October 14, 2015 at 4:59 pm
It’s also a matter of something like an NDE (or ‘EPE’ as I playfully suggested) being quite a story on its own.
As with all writers, we have to focus our lens for any particular piece. And also balance that discernment of sharing vs. that which is too personal for broader sharing. I know you understand that delicate balance, too.
So given the focus in this post on Mythic Memory as the recovered ‘time travel’ gift, that’s what the aperature encircled. 🙂
October 13, 2015 at 9:24 pm
Thanks for sharing Jamie. Your writing flows like a gentle spring. I have not read (Frank MacEowen, The Celtic Way of Seeing) but it seems I am congruent with his thought. I came to pretty much the same observations on my own, or really not on my own, rather a culmination of factors.
Once again I applaud your eloquent writing style.
October 14, 2015 at 4:21 pm
You’re welcome, Sindy. Thank you for the generous words. I’m glad you enjoyed reading my musing.
And yes, absolutely … it seems we come to these rememberings, observations, and insights due to a culmination of factors, influences, and experiences.
At some point for me, things like the words of a kindred spirit and fellow traveler like Frank arose to confirm and give context to various dreams, symbols, visions, and other mythic memory that was flowing more and more fully. Perhaps you’ve experienced that as well.
October 14, 2015 at 5:14 pm
Yes Jamie, and given the time and opportunity, I would love to read it. <3
October 14, 2015 at 5:15 pm
🙂 xoxo Jamie
October 14, 2015 at 9:00 pm
<3 xoxox 😀
October 13, 2015 at 9:27 pm
October 14, 2015 at 4:18 pm
Thank you, Julianne Victoria. 🙂 I appreciate that you stopped by. xoxo Love, Jamie
October 13, 2015 at 11:04 pm
Remembering the future. I love that line. Also this one: “This ‘mythic memory’ restores an ancient golden thread — a type of psychic and energetic pathway through which story, insight, forgotten values and virtues, inspiration, courage, resilience, and other legacy treasures might travel.” Very thought provoking.
October 14, 2015 at 4:17 pm
Thank you, Mary, I’m glad the post and certain phrasings spoke to you. The magic of words … 🙂 xoxo Peace to you as well! Jamie
October 14, 2015 at 3:15 pm
It’s wonderful in a way, even though your year 2000 incident was obviously traumatic to bring about a NDE.. Its wonderful how we are awoken to view certain aspects of our nature..
I was intrigued to read how this came about.. And how Frank MacEowen explained How the “Mythic memory is like a muscle. Exercised, it can become a vital gateway of perception, inspiration, healing and spiritual connection.”…
A little like clairvoyance, or for me more clairsentient .. One does it almost without thinking like moving a muscle ..
Many thanks for sharing this with us Jamie. xxx <3 Hugs Sue xx
October 14, 2015 at 4:17 pm
Thanks for stopping by, Sue. Yes, what happens along the way is what happens along the way. Sometimes it sneaks up on us like that. Along the way, it’s so welcomed to come across the shared wisdom from fellow travelers, kindred spirits; that was the case when I came across Frank’s writings. You know how it is — you recognized the kindred spirit, the similar experiences and rememberings in path-crossings like that.
Yes, good insight about how the ‘claires’ … clairvoyance, sentience, cognizance, etc. just happen, and even more clearly once the rubble overlay is cleared away.
Thanks for sharing your thoughts, Sue! xoxo Big Love, Jamie
October 15, 2015 at 1:02 am
I like the thought of the mythic memory… It strikes a chord, though I don’t have experiences such as you have described to point to, I sense there is a power to being in relationship with the “story” of an age, of a life, of a time… A myth is like new life emerging from the fog. It’s right there, but we have to dissolve a bit to enter the fog and meet it, and then we form new pathways or something. We loose the bindings on the world… It is a powerful and lovely thought, and I’m glad to have learned more about your experiences…
October 15, 2015 at 3:36 pm
Thank you, Michael, for your lovely and insightful comment. I, too, like the thought of mythic memory, and resonate with it as well.
You wrote: “A myth is like new life emerging from the fog” — beautiful, and so true. In the old Irish story of the resettling of Tara, they describe their ‘forgetfulness’ of the primal wisdom and sacred laws of balance as feeling as if they’d been immersed in fog.
My sense is that the ancestral, timeless, and/or ‘mythic memory’ tries to arise and get our attention in many ways, whether in the ‘cosmic two-by-four’ or a more quiet yet no less persistent way.
Blessings, and thank you for stopping by and sharing your musings.
October 16, 2015 at 3:58 am
I am reading the time machine blogging challenge posts and got to yours, I really enjoyed reading it. I agree with you about these memories, and now I want to read The Celtic Way of Seeing, thank you for sharing 🙂
October 16, 2015 at 2:15 pm
Greetings, Kellie, and welcome. 🙂
Thank you; I’m so glad the Time Machine and my Sophia’s Children post resonated with you! I’m really enjoying my periodic ‘revisit’ with Frank MacEowen’s books, and The Celtic Way of Seeing particularly, so may you enjoy it as well!
Blessings, and thanks for stopping by.
October 16, 2015 at 5:39 pm
Nice posting Jamie.
October 16, 2015 at 7:09 pm
Thank you, Art. I’m glad you enjoyed it. Thanks for stopping by. 🙂 Blessings, Jamie