Moving on (cont’d)

So here I am in what might be described as Day 21 of the Unpacking  Hostage Crisis.

Well, okay, not that bad.  With the extensive and artistic help of my friend Nancy, I have managed to bring my new lodgings into not only livable, but actually quite pleasing, shape. And in record time, too. The initial phase that seemed like it was taking forever actually took less than a week. Everything after that has been a matter of refinement:  sorting 13 bookcases of books into alphabetical order by author within subject, for instance. Try that on a day when you have nothing better to do.

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Back again, more or less

All done.

After a short but intense bit of work, I finished the book. Yesterday I turned in my manuscript to Bob Friedman, who is going to publish it next Spring as part of his Rainbow Ridge Books line with Square One publishing company.

Tentatively, I’m calling it Accessing the Cosmic Internet. May or may not wind up with that title, but that’s the best I’ve come up with so far.

If you’ve read some of the transmissions from the guys that I have posted here, you will have a general idea of the nature and intent of the book. It’s my attempt to put together some of the information the guys have given me, to show how the universe works. In fact, our tentative subtitle is A Guide to How the Universe Works.

Oh, there will be more for me to do before the book is out, of course. There always is. Bob as editor will have some thoughts on it, and, after a while, I’ll re-read it and see how I feel about it – see if there are glaring gaps, or afterthoughts, or whatever. And I’ll need to put together the beginnings of an index.

But for the moment, I’m done, and I can look around and tend to the things I’ve been letting stack up. In a couple of days, hopefully I will be able to start posting regularly once again. It certainly has been a while!

Gone Fishing?

I know it’s been a while since I posted here. (Bless you, Suzanne, for reminding me how long!)

I am writing a book based on the TGU material, and it tends to focus my attention on it rather than on any other form of writing. No excuse, but it’s the closest thing to an excuse that I have, so I might as well use it.

The book? I have been thinking of calling it “So You Think Your Life Was Wasted,” but I have had second thoughts, so am referring to it for the moment as “he 2010 book.” After I finish, then I’ll find the right title, a la Hemingway.

Bob Friedman, my friend and former co-conspirator at Hampton Roads, has been an appreciative follower of the TGU conversations, and although we don’t yet have a contract, it looks like he will publish my book as part of a line of books he edits for Square One, a New York house.

Hopefully the neglect this blog has suffered will turn out to have been worthwhile.

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Fifteen years ago last July, Rich Spees and I met at a program at The Monroe Institute and discovered that we were friends. Despite my having explicitly described his first encounter with Guidance in my non-fiction book Muddy Tracks, and despite my having turned him into a major character in my novel Babe in the Woods, we remain good friends today.

Out of the goodness of his heart, Rich, a demon web designer (http://speesdesign.com/), maintains both my blogs, this one and one devoted mainly to political and public affairs (http://thehistoricalcontext.wordpress.com/).  As he finds time, he keeps making little improvements, most of them invisible to the user, but some of which show.

I am not exactly Mr. Technology, so he had to explain to me that the “Share This” button at the bottom of the column allows you, the reader, to automatically send someone a link to a page you like. I figure I can’t be the only person in the world not to know this, so I thought I’d explain it, hence this little note.

The Pickle Jar

I don’t know where this story came from originally. A friend sent it to some of his friends (including, I’m proud to say, me) with this comment:

“The story Pickle Jar is an old story that has been passed around the internet many times. If a story wore out from being passed around then this one would have worn out long ago. Good stories never wear out in their retelling. Instead, happily enough they expand, taking on a larger presence than the original author likely would have ever imagined. Nearly each time this comes into my mail box I pass it along to the few of you who it makes me think of.”

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Happy Birthday, Miss Rita!

Picture of Rita Warren

Rita Queen Warren, Ph.D., scholar, academic, consciousness pioneer, initial director of Robert Monroe’s altered-state laboratory, wise old woman on the hill, would have been 90 years old today. Trust me, she’s glad she isn’t still here! She had no fear of moving over to the other side, and toward the end she had a sort of resigned impatience with the body and is limitations.

She and I used to raise a glass each January 30th, to toast Franklin Roosevelt, whose birthday she shared. So here’s a virtual toast, Miss Rita. “Thanks for all your help (not least, an ever-listening ear). Thanks for suggesting the sessions that eventually became The Sphere and the Hologram. And thanks, on behalf of so many friends scattered across the globe, for all that you were. Whatever you’re doing, may it be interesting and productive, and may you never lose that curiosity.”