The first account in this series of remarkable events in my life that do not fit with the scientific materialist worldview, which is currently prevalent, happened when I was 11 years old. I was on a scout camp in a huge field surrounded by woods, across which ran an ancient hedge that over the centuries had flattened off into only a ridge and dip in the land. A single huge oak tree remained half way along it. The Senior Scouts had arrived before us and set up a death slide from the tree, with a zip wire from high up in the branches down to about 30 meters along the dip.
There was a rope ladder at 45 degrees from the bank going up onto one of these large branches. Try to imagine that tree just filled with young scouts all having a noisy time in a way that health and safety would never allow now! Then the gong goes for lunch. Imagine some scouts excitedly streaming down the zip wire, others edging along the lower branch to climb down the five meter long rope ladder, and running across the field to the camp that is over 150 meters away.
Now, I ended up as the last person in the tree. The zip recovery wire had been dropped and I could not pull the slide up, so I edged along the branch, which was wide enough to be uncomfortable to straddle. But when I reached the rope ladder, I discovered it had become disconnected from the wooden stake in the bank and no one was left to put it back in place. It was hanging vertically down. There was no way down from the tree other than getting down that rope ladder. So I leaned forward, grabbed the branch between my arms and lowered my right leg to catch the top rung. Of course, you know what happens when you put weight onto a loosely hanging rope ladder. My foot began disappearing under the branch on the rung, and I felt my arms begin to slip around the branch. I was about to fall with my foot on that wooden rung potentially getting caught in the ladder if I did so.
That was when the most remarkable event of my life happened. I heard a voice that was difficult to localise. It was a man’s voice, deep and abrupt. It said firmly, “Stop! Don’t look!” Then, with my foot still on the rung, I felt the rope ladder begin to stiffen and start to twist slightly side to side. It started rising up unsteadily, but stiffening more and wobbling along its length, until it was nearly horizontal, then suddenly dropped… and it caught on the wooden hook on the bank. I was astonished. But now I could securely put my weight on the top rung, and quickly went down the rope ladder.
I ran twice around that tree looking for who had done it. There was no one there. The camp was a long way off, and nobody could have run that far in the time it took for me to get down, which had been fast!
I remained astonished, but started to run off for lunch to rejoin my fellow scouts. I looked back at one point and simply said in my heart, “Thank you.” I knew I could not share this with anyone there, and have treasured this in my mind all of my life. I have only shared it with very few selected people whom I believed would not mock me or this treasured memory, but would be able to hold it as an inexplicable mystery about the way this world truly is. Now I feel the time is right to tell this publicly. I’ll explain why next.
I know the feel of what it is like for matter to stiffen from within itself. I could feel it as a vibration along the whole rope, which I could sense through my leg as it was pulled out sideways. It was as if I were somehow connected into it. That sensation is me knowing that things can change from within. This has become a foundational memory for me. Not only has it transformed my life; it has saved my life; and it is why I need to speak now.
This is the most striking of many unusual events that have accumulated over the years, which have led me to believe that the scientific materialist model is missing something. When people try to interpret experimental finding in terms of solid objects moving with only inner momentum in a space-time container, and which bounce off each other randomly, I know that they have excluded something living that is at the core of matter, and can move matter from its core. I have been scientifically trained to think and observe in certain ways, but have always retained a measure of scepticism about this externalising interpretation of results. I have wanted to understand matter in a way that could allow matter to be transformed in some way from within when there is some sort of personal interaction ongoing.
The quantum gravity view of material substance that now occupies the minds of physicists gets close to this, but is very confusing for people who remain in an ‘observer’ frame of mind. People need to become participators in life, and with an additional view of informational (or computational) connection in order to safely fill out their materialism. There had been an interaction, between me as a person and something (or someone) cosmologically beyond this normal frame of worldly mind we construct. Quantum gravity physics now allows another perspective to add to the intuitive reports throughout the millennia by mystics of all traditions, which have been pulled into religious and esoteric teaching patterns that are difficult to verify or compare even. Esoteric teaching tends to minimise the importance of the material embodiment of our humanity.
The triquetral cosmology model I shall be presenting brings into balance all three of the perspectives on life mentioned above, without disrespecting their long history. Somehow, in my experience, a cosmological process was able to construct a voice that I could understand in my embodiment. That communicating voice must have been some sort of resonance within me from some source beyond me that could also move the rope ladder.
In this series of testimonial stories, I am going to call this a divine consciousness. This is intentionally an inclusive term, recognising that many people from all cultures around the globe are exploring these new models of life and matter. It is a meeting place for mutual respect as we overcome barriers and cross-cultural historical misunderstandings. I personally do not like saying that this divine consciousness ‘exists’. I believe the divine consciousness lives. All existence, I believe, comes out of the intelligent love that characterises the sharing of this divine life. My personal Celtic Christian spirituality is the way I engage in the rhythms of nature with hospitality and prayerful honouring of our utter relatedness. It is, I believe, very close to The Way of the original disciples of the miracle-working man from Nazareth.
The reason I am starting to make these unusual experiences public is that I believe I have finally come to a robust enough model of how I could honour the work of materialistic science and explain how a voice from this Divine Consciousness of God’s Kingdom could localise within it.
So that’s the first of many incidents; not the first in time sequence, but the first in importance for readers to appreciate the depth at which Triquetral Cosmology moves. I’ll be telling more stories along the way, because their variety fills out a much richer picture of this world than the scientific materialist one. Scientific materialism has a valuable perspective to contribute, but only as the structural framework through which the two other fundamentally important perspectives on life move, as my other writings will be making increasingly clear – the warmth of informational movement, and our participation as the presence of loving kindness.
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