Legend of the Wren
Ben, Joseph, Donavon and Liv
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Contents for today:
Understanding the Brain and the Mind
Liv Investigates Her Roots
Donavon Grows Up
Understanding the Brain and the Mind
Symbols: The Language of Spirit
The brain is a physical part of the body, also known as the engine for the mind. The mind is something apart from and beyond the body. The mind taps into the brain for power and connects the physical to the spirit. Our consciousness is divided into two parts:
The waking conscious mind. This deals with the “here and now” and makes decisions. This is the rational part of ourselves which uses logical thinking.
The subconscious mind. The subconscious has two parts: (a) The personal aspect of the subconscious; and (b) the far deeper and more extensive level, which we share with all sentient life.
Considering these two aspects of the mind, psychic development consists of building up certain links between the two parts of mind: the normal waking consciousness and the subconscious. After years of acknowledging only the conscious mind, a cultural barrier has been put up between the two. The link that psychic development forms must pass through this barrier. The result of inner clairvoyant perception moves through this link into the waking conscious where it can be accessed.
Traditional thought maintains that there is only one sense of psychic perception. But the results come through in various ways. Just as the basic physical senses have several divisions, so does the psychic faculty of perception. Clairvoyance, clairaudience, and clairsentience are divisions of expression for the basic psychic perception. Being in awareness, the conscious mind is cognizant of the here and now. It makes decisions. The subconscious supervises the body’s automatic functions. Under perfect conditions, this happens without your knowledge, and all is well.
Another function of the subconscious is to store away any information you get through your conscious mind. This information can be brought back again for future use. The stronger the connection is made with the information, the easier it is for your subconscious to bring it back to the conscious mind.
Universal Mind gains experiences through your life, so every experience is stored in the universal mind of God. This is the reason we are connected to Spirit. There would be no reason for you to be here in the flesh if your spirit did not want to have experiences. You’re here to experience the physical third- dimensional world in order to add to the vast knowledge of the Universe Mind.
Every time you cross the street, read a book, get in your car, or argue with your parents, you are making your connection stronger. You are also making memories. God experiences life through our life experiences. We are all part of the whole, the universal oneness. Being spirit, we chose to come to the third dimension to experience and send back our experiences to expand the wisdom of the Universe. Your mind is activated by the energy of spirit. That, in turn energizes the brain. The only reason you retain memory is this: your brain is activated to be the vehicle of the mind.
When the physical body dies, its brain can’t recall any information. But the spirit of the deceased has every bit of information experienced, sent during life through the link between brain and mind. That is the main reason intuitives and mediums can contact spiritual information. It is now in the Universal Mind.
Many believe mediums talk only to the dead. Well, a medium is a connection between the physical and the spirit, also known as the “go-between”. Yes, mediums do contact the spirits of people who have died, but they also can contact the spirit of someone still living. It’s the energy field or aura of the spirit around the physical body that is tapped. Every experience in your life is registered in your subconscious mind. These experiences are remembered by thinking of certain items, words, people or places. There is a person or thing that will remind you (link you to the memory of) of any event of your lifetime. For instance, when you start talking about the game of Monopoly, each person around you will have a different personal memory, maybe several memories. Each memory has personal meaning.
~ Taken from The Book of Life and the Nature of Living by Magna Christophers.
After living with Ben for a certain length of time, and learning of the Gypsy Way, and reading Magna Christophers’ book, Joseph became familiar with shifting from things in the mundane world to things in the altered world. Since there was no other outside influence like school or societal dictates, he could experiment with the things that were being shared with him.
Ben taught that The Gypsy Way is a way that springs from the heart: The deepest, most primitive instincts of man. It respects nature and man’s place in nature. It teaches to take joy in the moment.
It may be Ben’s teachings, or information in books, or transmissions given by the robed spirits (or Mulo – Spirit of the Dead - as Ben called them) that spurred him into working the energies.
Joseph could unconsciously move between both the psychic realms and the physical realms at the same time. All things began to merge into parallel universes, alternate realities, and multiple dimensions all layered together at once. Sometimes he could not distinguish between the familiar third dimension and the many layers of “other worlds”.
He could see spirit beings or entities from other dimensions or realities. Joseph spent much of his time meditating and levitating, working with the forces of nature. Trees could talk to him.
LIV INVESTIGATES HER ROOTS
Having a part time job at the local television station while at Anderson University was a dream for Liv. She was taking classes in Writing and Journalism in the School of Humanities and Behavioral Science. Having a job gave her some extra money, but more importantly, it gave her access to public records and research materials, always keeping her thirst for investigations polished.
Working for the local television station, she gathered background for news stories. She spent much of her spare time in the records department going through human interest articles.
One evening she found a catalog of missing persons. It went back at least 10 years. She had been researching for a cold case and came upon several children that had never been found about eight or nine years earlier.
Liv came across a boy by the last name of Walker who lived about 80 miles from where she grew up. His picture looked just like the boy she helped that day she skipped class in middle school: Joseph Allen. His name tag said Joseph Allen, not Walker. How could that be? Was it the same boy? But the last name was not the same.
Liv decided to start a new research folder just for this boy.
“He was five years old when he went missing,” said Liv to herself as she read the poster. “That means he would be around 13 now. Where could he be? How could he just disappear?” She ran a copy of the poster for herself and pulled her belongings together for the evening.
When she got back to her dorm room, Liv pulled out a new notebook and began writing. She documented everything that happened that day she found the little boy. She’d have to look at calendars from 1979. Luckily, she kept all her personal notebooks at the farmhouse. Hopefully there were some calendars with it. She’d plan a trip home the next weekend.
It was difficult to separate her personal writing, school writing and job writing. It was only a 2-hour ride from college back home. Taking a trip home on the bus and back again, she could dedicate that time to her school work. That usually gave her time to spend with her parents.
This time she’ll spend going through her folders at home and at the library. Somehow, it was important for her to pursue this search. The connection she felt between herself, and the boy seemed intriguing.
“There must be a reason our paths crossed,” she thought as she grew closer to her home.
Liv’s Genealogy
While learning about genealogy, Liv decides to investigate her ancestors. She found out she is adopted. Her birth parents were named Walter and Brenda Walker.
Walter remarried after his first wife died.
He and his second wife, Brenda had a baby girl. Shortly after the birth, they were in a horrid auto accident. The baby survived, but her parents did not. And she was adopted by a lovely couple that could not have children.
Liv realized that she was a half-sister to Margaret Allen Walker. Margaret had one son before she and her husband tragically died in a house fire. That son’s name was Joseph Allen Walker.
So Walter was Liv’s birth father and Joseph’s grandfather.
Liv has been searching for Joseph, after finding out that they were related. – She did not know she was adopted until adulthood. Found out her family birth name was Walker. During journal research in college she found references to him and realized his last name was Walker. She is his mother’s younger sister.(aunt)
Donavon Grows Up
Donovan grew over the next few years into a large and strong man. His red hair looked violently wild with its bright, gold-tone. His eye brows were the same color and exaggerated the freckles on his face and arms. Whenever Donovan got angry or embarrassed his skin turned beet red. He felt like all the blood rushed to his face, and that in itself embarrassed him.
His earlier years haunted him and it was difficult to connect with women. He did marry young and treated his new wife the same as he did the other folks in town. Donovan just did not have any social skills, and did not know how to communicate with his wife. There was always upheaval and confusion in his marriage and his wife could not take being thrown around. He never purposely hurt her, but was rough one too many times.
They only were married about six months when she left and had an annulment to the marriage. Donovan did not know how to handle the feelings that swelled up inside himself. His parents never resolved any of their problems and could not teach Donovan how to live with another person. The concept of love was a strange thing to him.
One day Donovan was walking out near Ben’s encampment just wasting time, wanting to be alone. He watched Ben walking farther into the wooded area carrying something. Not having anything else to do, Donovan followed him.
He stayed far enough away from Ben, so he did not make eye contact. After about 15 minutes, Ben slowed down, surveying the area around a small stream. He put down the things he was carrying. Two fishing poles, a pale and foldout seat.
Ben usually traveled light and when on a short fishing trip just for a dinner meal, he did not make a fuss about equipment. He opened the pale and baited the hook of each pole. Earthworms were in the pale and was a simple way of fishing.
Donovan stayed back to watch. He was about 10 yards behnd and to the left side of Ben, partially concealed by a few few wild shrubs. Instead of sitting on the grass, he crouched down, knowing he could run off quickly if need be. He did not want Ben to know he was watching.
Only a few minutes after casting out, Ben caught a rather nice sized fish. Donovan did not know what kind it was since he couldn’t see that well.
Then, Ben did something strange. He took the second pole, baited it and leaned it against a large rock by the edge of the stream. He slightly glanced back as if to acknowledge someone.
Donovan straightened up, taking a stance in case he had to run. Then Ben moved over a few feet away from the fishing pole. Donovan wondered how Ben could control that pole so far away?
Ben continued to work with the other pole, baiting and catching fish, slipping them through the stringer that was anchored in the ground. Ben completely ignored the other pole. Soon, the pole started to gently bounce and move, indicating that there was a fish attached to the hook.
Surely Ben would walk over to the pole and reel in the fish. But he continued to ignore it. Donovan couldn’t stand it any longer. He slowly walked up behind Ben thinking he’d draw attention to the pole. But Ben paid no attention.
Donovan continued to move closer, eventually right next to the pole and Ben. Still, Ben ignored him. The pole was still moving, and Donovan slowly reached over and pulled in the fish.
Ben stopped and pulled out the stringer, handing it to Donovan so he could thread the fish onto it. And he did, with a half grin on his face. This was a defining moment for Donovan. It seemed like he made a friend.
When Donovan had difficult days, he wandered down to Ben’s. He’d walk up to him and say, “Are you going fishing soon?” Ben stopped whatever he was doing and pulled out two poles and off they went. Donovan knew he could sit quietly, not having to explain himself. Ben never condemned him or questioned him. He unwaveringly accepted Donovan as his was.
Donovan learned how to calm himself and started to overcome the PTSD symptoms that confounded him at odd times. Once he was able to control these instances, he began to feel better about himself.
He worked at jobs as he could find them. Ben brought him along on some of the heavier repair jobs he had.
Donovan was stronger mentally although once in a while the PTSD snuck up on him so quickly he did not have a chance to manage the feelings. At those times, he lost control and usually damaged something or hurt someone, usually not even aware of his actions. The rage just took over without his decision. He always felt badly after the event was over and he collected his thoughts. It felt like this rage would always rule his future.
About a year passed and Donovan gained more control over things and had more self confidence. He connected with a young woman he knew from school and she helped him in many ways. She saw the good in him and focused on that. She also had a full time job at a near by clothing shop which meant she was a stable person. Donovan admired that.
Donovan married her and he shared a life with someone he cared about for the first time. It felt good. She was indirectly able to show him that love was a good thing, and they could help each other when times got bad. If he had a bad day and felt low, she could help him relax and do something constructive, like helping with making dinner. When she came home from work in a frustrated mood, Donovan recognized it and asked about her day. He was always interested in what she did and how she handled life at work.
Donovan worked several different jobs, never really fitting in, but wanting to. Several different night watchman jobs, security guard (rent-a-cop) positions.
He did his best trying to keep a steady job. He just wanted to support his wife because he cared about her more than anything. One of the jobs was a night watchman at a local warehouse. The owner knew Donavon to be a tough kid when he was young and thought his presence would intimidate anyone that wanted to steal or damage his property.
Donavon just stumbled on this job and thought it would be a good one for him. He seemed to fit in the position. It only lasted for the summer months, but headed him in a direction that felt right. He looked around for other positions that were similar. He finally found a security guard job, helping two other guys guard a much larger complex.
Even though it was a night job, he felt good working there. After several months, the owner decided to bump up the competency of his guards. Joseph and the others joined classes that expanded their professional development. These classes also included Donavon receiving his GED from high school.
This line of education and experience was important to Donavon’s growth. He wanted so much to be a better person, but so many memories haunted him concerning his parents and his earlier days of being a tough guy and tormentor of the kids in town. Education gave him a sense of self-worth.
After classes in martial arts, he went on to learn other methods on protecting private property and keeping personnel safe from hazards. This then allowed him to be licensed as a professional guard.
He worked there for several years and gained in experience. But his past worries and sorrows kept him from gaining confidence in his work. PTSD would affect him at odd times, and he lost control of situations.
His employer really liked having him on his property, but the PTSD was making it difficult to keep him on the job.
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