Carrie Triffet: The Ogre and the Safety Dance

Carrie Triffet: The Ogre and the Safety Dance

By Steve Beckow

Posted on March 21, 2024

Photo by Artem Sapegin

Somewhat long and a bit complicated, but Carrie makes some very interesting points here. And of course the Ocean of Love that she describes, which I believe is Seventh-Dimensional, removes all fear – for the time we’re in that space. I’ve never had to test out whether fear returns after one leaves the space. It probably diminishes.

Worth reflection.

The ogre and the safety dance

A modern fairytale for our times… plus a dip in the ocean of love

There once lived a very large ogre. He wasn’t a particularly ill-intentioned ogre; in fact he rarely operated with any intention at all: When he got hungry, he simply ate. And he was hungry most of the time.

He gobbled up people, houses and helicopters. Elephants and motorbikes. Ice cream factories and used car dealerships, post offices and natural history museums. He ate whatever was in front of him. And as he ate, he got bigger and bigger, heavier and heavier.

The ogre lived in a lavishly appointed castle high on a cliff overlooking the ocean. The people who lived nearby were quite nervous about his presence, as you can imagine. They did whatever they could think of, to protect themselves from his astounding appetite.

They bathed in vinegar, hoping to make themselves less tasty. But as it turned out, the ogre liked pickles. They bought insurance policies in case of accidental consumption, but found it didn’t bring much comfort. (Or compensation. Should’ve read the fine print.)

In desperation, they began to meet every Wednesday night, to perform a safety dance together. The band would play, the drummers would drum, and the people would sway in unison and stomp their feet to declare their need for safety. It felt good. It felt empowering. It even felt kind of safe.

And the ogre thought it curious, what was going on in that brightly lit village hall, every Wednesday night. But so far he’d found other things to satisfy his Wednesday appetites, so the people were hopeful that their safety dance was working. (And who knows. Maybe it was.)

Over time, the ogre got so big and heavy that the ground shook beneath him with every step he took. The cliff on which his castle was built began to crumble, bit by bit under his weight, the rocks and earth tumbling into the ocean far below.

At first he took no notice. He just kept eating and getting heavier. But then big chunks of cliff started to fall away, taking his electric fences and private bowling alley with them. The movie theatre went next. He was sad to see his favorite playtime stuff go, and hated the thought of losing the rest of his beautiful home. But then he shrugged and thought to himself, Well I’m not going to let all this perfectly good food go to waste. I’ll eat it all instead.

And so he did. He ate his classic car collection and the garages that housed it. He ate all 76 rooms of his castle. He ate the 4 heated swimming pools and the boiler room too. He ate the gardener and his ride-on lawnmower.

The cliff groaned under his weight, and the entire village began to slide toward the sea. The frantic people convened a special, non-Wednesday meeting to perform an urgent daylight safety dance. But (wouldn’t you know it), the stomping of their feet caused that final tiny tremor, the one that crumbled the very earth where they stood.

The terrified ogre and villagers alike, all hung by their fingernails onto the rapidly crumbling cliff.

This is not a fairytale, by the way. (But you probably knew that already.)

But let’s freeze-frame here for a minute. Because although the scene admittedly looks pretty alarming, it actually holds the clear potential for magnificent liberation from fear itself.

Photo by Austin Neill

Think of that cliff as our current world: The world made of fear. (Not the greatest place to cling to, but it’s all we’ve ever known, right?) And think of the ogre as our worldly society, which is a reflection of, and operates according to, the world’s fear-based dictates.

And the villagers? Well that’s you and me, obviously. Swaying and stomping in hopes of keeping the fear-based world we inhabit at bay, while simultaneously trying to hold onto the fear-soaked status quo.

Problem is, our safety dance itself is made out of fear—every bit as much as the fear-based world we see ‘out there.’

Not the most effective tool, then, for transcending the world as we know it.

But like I said: There’s incredibly good news inherent in this story. Because where are those random little crumbly chunks of the world all headed? They’re falling into love.

The ocean of love

And that’s the real point of the tale: Within view of the cliff, yet seemingly separate from everyday life, is the vast ocean of love—the world made of love. This, too, is no fairytale. It’s real, and it’s here. We are already in it. We are already IT.

Yet from the vantage point of the fear-soaked cliff dwellers, the ocean looks frightening. (But honestly, what wouldn’t look frightening, when all you know is fear?)

From dry land, we observe from afar the ocean’s many moods. The coming and going of the tides; the gentle lapping or fierce crashing of the waves, depending on the weather. It all looks alien and scary, out of control, and very, very wet. Everything about the ocean of love seems dangerous, and forbidding, and altogether best avoided.

So we struggle to keep our distance from it, lest we slip into its mighty depths, never to be seen or heard from again. We must stay safe, we tell ourselves. We must cling to that cliff—to stay in control of this oceanic threat, at all costs.

Ok.

So you may have noticed a couple of flaws in the fear-based logic, there:

1. We are never truly in control of the uncontrollable, no matter how hard we fight it. That doesn’t stop us from trying, of course. We’ll expend vast amounts of time, energy and even money, to pretend to ourselves that we’re in control. We all do it; it’s part of humanity’s current hardwiring. It’s a little bit bonkers, frankly…but it helps us feel safer. (Sometimes.)
2. As A Course in Miracles so succinctly puts it, In your defenselessness, your safety lies. Meaning, there’s no such thing as safety, as long as you’re still clinging to the crumbly cliff; as long as you’re still defending yourself against the ocean of love, in other words. Which is really what it’s all about.As long as we’re fighting to protect our self, and seeking to control the limitless ocean, we can only ever experience the temporary illusion of safety—not safety itself. Because that fight for self defense, belongs entirely to the world made of fear. Basically, the ongoing quest for safety is what the world made of fear is really all about. But funnily enough, the world made of fear contains no actual safety within it, and it never did.The only REAL safety comes from letting go of the cliff and dropping into that magnificent ocean of love—which is your true home, your eternal safety and your own sacred identity itself.

Here comes the ‘S’ word

Surrender. Yeah, I know. Surrendering is hard, no two ways about it.

Except, the opposite is what’s actually true: Surrender is the easiest thing in the world. You just stop fighting and you let go of the cliff. That’s it. Grace does the rest.

True, it feels plenty weird to stop defending yourself against the ocean of love. In my experience, you have to override a fair amount of inner programming, to hear love’s silent invitation more loudly, than all those inner fear-based reasons why not. Even so, the actual doing of it is incredibly easy. Relaxing, even.

Surrender only seems hard when viewed from the vantage point of the cliff-dweller. When you’re viewing the ocean of love from a perspective that seems to be outside of it, the ocean appears forbidding. You’re afraid to go there. You might drown.

Because there are always deep-down ‘outsider’ beliefs operating, that say things like: Love isn’t trustworthy. It’ll lure me in with kindness, and then kill me. Or, if you’re on a longtime spiritual path, it might be something like: Well ok, I accept that love is wonderful beyond all imagining. But there’s something fundamentally wrong with me personally—everybody else can be welcomed into love, but I can’t. Or a similar variation: Love is wonderful and I’m possibly worthy of it, except I’m doing surrender wrong. I’ll never get access to love.

Sometimes it’s big scary love that’s the problem, in other words, and sometimes it’s inadequate little me. Sometimes a bit of both. All of it is designed to keep love at bay.

But as an intrepid spiritual explorer, you might decide you’re ready to risk the unknowable ocean in spite of all that. So you mentally decide you’re going to surrender into love…but the rest of you says, Oh, hell no. We’re not going there. Because that silent majority of you, is still deeply afraid of love’s vast ocean. Because, yes, you might drown.

Yet the truth is always this: It’s impossible to drown when you know yourself as the water.

It doesn’t matter what the water is doing: Rising or falling, tranquil or stormy. You are it. You flow with it, as it. You are always safe at home, knowing yourself as love’s great ocean, whether that flow happens to be gentle or fierce, in any given moment. What greater safety could there be?

So. How, you might ask, do you learn to identify with the water, instead of the crumbly cliff? I would say it’s simpler than it seems.

Most people wait until they have some kind of life or death, ogre-iffic, cliff-crashing crisis, before they’ll let go into the scary, undefended unknown of love. But does it really have to be that way? Do we need a massive cataclysmic crisis, before we can surrender into love? I don’t think so.

So here’s my answer to that ‘how-to’ question, of learning to identify with the water: Go little and often. You want to know the sacred safety of the water as yourself? Go down to that metaphorical beach. Do it all the time, make it a regular outing. And while you’re there, start dipping your littlest toe into the ocean of divine love.

Just your littlest toe. At first even that may seem pretty frightening, sure. But really. If big scary love bites it off, well, you’ll still have the other 9. Right?

You’ll soon discover through your own firsthand experience, that your toe is perfectly safe in love. Gradually you and your toe can develop a tentative relationship with the limitless divine ocean. Over time, you’ll start to notice how infinitely patient and trustworthy it is. You’ll notice how cool and refreshed your toe feels, after taking its brief daily dip in the oneness of love.

If you’re anything like me, you’ll still need the catalyst of something moderately upsetting, some reminder that life isn’t in your personal control, before you’ll swim further out into the divine ocean. You might need one, or two, or ten, or a hundred of these episodes, depending on your level of stubbornness.

But then at some point, there you’ll be, doggedly doggy paddling out there, expending endless effort and energy to stay afloat, when yet another one of life’s uncontrollable upsets comes along…and you’ll just do it: You’ll just let go and sink. Gratefully. Because you’ve already recognized from your own experience, that the ocean is not only where you want to be—it’s who and what you want to be.

This letting go into love might also have to happen one, or two, or a hundred dozen times, before the mental/physical/emotional/spiritual surrender is complete. (Although by this stage you’ll likely no longer need an upset to catalyze you; the surrender into love is its own delicious reward.)

This is the phase of the surrender process that I’m currently in. Each episode of letting go brings incredibly rich, yet partial knowings of divine truth in its wake. And so the ongoing process becomes a wondrous adventure: You let yourself sink. Each time you relax, deeper and deeper into the safety of the great unknowable. And sooner or later, in its own perfect timing, love will surely take its rightful place at the helm of your being.

And that is when it’s impossible to drown.

It’s no fairytale.

(And they all lived their divine birthright ever after.)

Photo by Sebastien Gabriel 

Carrie Triffet, March 20, 2024

https://substack.com/redirect/871658ec-df18-4eb3-bc83-4415cb57ac26?j=eyJ1IjoicHFpNzgifQ.pxgKKViONV_xKyoSLezF1UnPsrG6wBzw5DoRNAQFwOU

Steve Beckow

• goldenageofgaia.com/

 

 

What Remains after Your Spiritual Amnesia Clears up?

What Remains after Your Spiritual Amnesia Clears up?

By Carrie Triffet

Posted on December 20, 2023

Photo by Bart LaRue

A post-forgetfulness peek into your brilliant future self and world.

This is a topic I’ve been wanting to address for awhile now: A detailed look at exactly how it is, that the world made of love becomes our tangible, lived reality here on planet earth.

Not so much from a frequency perspective; we’ve already talked at great length about the rising planetary frequencies, and what that means for each of us and our world. But rather from a practical standpoint, of how and why things change for the better, after the high frequencies have done their thing.

Because the tendency (even though we might accept the idea that, due to rising frequencies, the veil itself can drop) is to disbelieve that anything about our actual 3-D world of form—any of the world’s many ills—could ever truly change to reflect that sacred shift.

But in fact, the opposite is true: It would be pretty much impossible for 3-D reality NOT to change, in response to that collective veil drop.

So, what better way to end 2023 than to put ourselves into our future shoes, for a closeup look at how we—yes, you and I—could create and experience the actual, heaven on earth-type, world made of love.

OK, so let’s start with a refresher on what your experience of self and world is likely to become over time, as you navigate these new, unprecedented high-frequency times:

For starters, you’ll no longer be subject to the veil of forgetfulness.

What’s one of the primary characteristics of veil removal? Your experience of yourself is no longer bound up in the perception that you are a me-self locked inside an individual body, laboring under the myopic illusion that everyone and everything else ‘out there’ is separate from you. Right?

The end of spiritual amnesia is the start of you knowing who and what you really are in truth, which means no more separation. (Among other things.)

Separation’s opposite, of course, is oneness. So the veil drop reveals that which has always been true—in fact it is the most basic truth of existence:

You are one with all that is.

But how do you know you’re one with all that is? (Apart from being told it by your favorite spiritual teachings.) What changes about your direct personal experience of self and world, that is so convincing there can be no doubt or argument?

For this, we go back to the high frequencies currently flooding the planet (and therefore flooding our physical/mental/spiritual/energetic bodies as well).

The veil itself is already in shreds, as I’ve said many times. It can no longer sustain itself in these rising-frequency times we’re in.

(That’s because the veil’s purpose is to block out divine truth, which is a very low-frequency activity. And low, dense frequencies move comparatively slowly, in a frequency environment that’s constantly getting higher, finer, lighter and faster. The dissonant jostling between the two becomes ever more pronounced—until something’s gotta give.)

So we only feel the veil’s lingering effects due to our old baggage, old dense resonances still operating within our own physical/mental/spiritual/energetic bodies.

But the ever-rising frequencies will reach a point where your own stuck stuff, your old painful misperceptions about self and world, can simply no longer stay. You’ll have no other choice but to let it all go.

And when you do, the veil—your veil—dissolves. And your body, mind and spirit are flooded with true knowledge. Which has no opposite.

Your energetic field rapidly re-learns the sacred song of truth. All the cells of your body respond to this holy resonance of universal harmony. (On some level they’ve always known it.) And every single cell radiates a holographic completeness—each cell attesting to your own divine knowing of infinite oneness.

Luminous divine intelligence operating through you, as you.

In short, you feel and know oneness throughout your entire mind, body, spirit and energetic field. You are oneness itself.

Just to be clear, in describing this newfound reunion with universal oneness, we’re not talking about a permanent bliss state.

You probably already know how I feel about bliss: It’s lovely when it comes, but no big deal when it goes. And go it will, because bliss is always a temporary phenomenon.

Bliss undoubtedly gets associated with awakening in the minds of spiritual seekers, because it’s sometimes the first response in a newly awakened being. I’m pretty sure this is why that is:

In our current veil-induced worldly experience, human beings are all trudging around like the ghost of Jacob Marley, wearing the heavy chains of separation consciousness, and dragging the lead weights of our own unfinished business.

When those chains suddenly dissolve during our own personal veil drop, we rise like an untethered helium balloon to the high frequency level we should’ve been at all along.

The incredible relief at suddenly being freed of our burdens, brings a very natural bliss response. Which fades, eventually—but that’s actually a good thing. It means we’re integrating our newfound freedom into our own everyday existence. Bliss in oneness gives way at some point, to deep, grounded, grownup joy.

So. Here you are, a deeply grounded, joyous grownup, knowing oneness and wholeness in harmony with all that is.

 

Photo by Nghia Le

With this as our baseline, let’s look at a few of the world’s most troubling issues, to discover how they might change and evolve into the tangible, physical, outward expression of our own inner knowing of divine truth—AKA the world made of love.

Might as well start with one of the biggest:

War.

It’s not likely to change overnight, but change it must. To begin with, there’s that issue of low-frequency creations being unable to sustain themselves, in a world that no longer supports those frequencies.

War, fighting, division and all who seek to amplify those disruptive ways of being, will find it increasingly difficult to gin up a mass conflict and then keep that momentum going. It will tend to naturally fizzle, like a match set on damp tinder.

But there’s much more going on here than that. When you know yourself in oneness, you automatically recognize the sacred holiness of all others at the same time—it’s all part of the same resonant frequency of truth. Your divine essence is theirs.

So it will be much harder to persuade you that some people are good and others are bad; that some peoples’ homes and villages should be protected, but it’s ok to carpet bomb the ones belonging to those others; that there’s such a thing as ‘acceptable casualties,’ and so on.

This doesn’t mean that wrongdoing will now be irrelevant. Everybody is still responsible for their own actions. If somebody needs to be stopped from doing harm or committing crimes, then they must be stopped. But love and respect for our shared divinity is the underlying foundation of that principled action to stop another.

Because there’s also this: In oneness, you will feel it viscerally in your own self, when you do harm to another. Even if they ‘deserve’ it. Even if they ‘started’ it.

Some of us will be slower learners than others of course, but eventually every one of us will realize how much it hurts, to hurt another. We will feel it in our hearts, our minds and our bodies, how immensely, tragically painful it is to deny the divinity of another—therefore denying our own.

And so we’ll gradually just stop doing it.

We’ll also gradually stop giving our consent (and our tax dollars) to those who would turn misery and death into profit.

And over time, war will slowly disappear from this planet.

 

Photo by Joshua Sukoff

Poverty.

To talk about the end of poverty, homelessness and hunger, we can point to the same underlying principles that will bring an end to war:

A very clear, intimate knowing of our shared divine oneness. We are the fundamental true identity of that person we see, that sacred being before us, who is in such great and obvious need. We feel and know that person’s brilliant pristine worth, in every part of our own being.

Our holiness is theirs, and vice versa.

In light of this knowing, could we ever find it acceptable to allow anyone to go hungry, or live on the street, if we ourselves have food, warmth or shelter to spare?

It simply won’t feel good to allow that. To deny love and care to the other, is to deny it to ourselves.

It doesn’t mean we have to like or agree with that person’s worldview or priorities. We’re valuing their divinity, not their work ethic. Or whether or not they’ll ‘just spend it on drugs.’ Who knows, maybe they will just spend it on drugs. That’s really not the point.

For us, the care, the giving, is what is paramount here. Not the ‘deservingness’—who decides that?—of the other. Besides, we very much need to bring the ever-present truth of abundance into the equation, whenever we’re talking about systemic poverty and lack.

Because lack is a persistent relic of the veil.

Although made distressingly real by our belief in it, and by our actions based upon it, lack is untrue on every level. Abundance is the tangible truth, the mechanism by which the universe actually works: We give, and in so doing we automatically receive.

Abundance is an intrinsic part of our own shared identity in oneness. You are not abundant; you are abundance itself.

Of course there’s been alot of this-current-world focus on abundance over the last few decades, and on various methods for getting what we want. Although those teachings do tap into the universal flow of abundance, what we’re talking about here is far deeper than any of that.

Because when you know yourself in oneness, you stop trying to game the system.

True abundance is never about seeking to prime the pump of universal receiving through visualization techniques or any other form of manipulation. It also is not about consciously giving as a mere means to an end—giving in order to ride the wave of universal flow, thereby receiving what we ourselves want.

We’re actually talking about the divine properties of an abundant universe here, and our own sacred relationship to it. Our own infinite identity as it. You are the universal flow of abundance itself.

You will know yourself as that. You will trust in the wisdom of divine intelligence, to orchestrate how and what and when you receive…but your real focus is on that sacred flow itself—the sacred flow that you are:

The giving that brings the receiving, which sparks the giving, which brings the receiving, and so on, and so on, ad infinitum. All of which takes place in an inner and outer environment of gratitude, profound humility and joy, at being part of such an incredibly loving universal mystery.

So your whole focus, when it comes to abundance, is not really on the specifics of the giving or the receiving. Giving and receiving are two natural, spontaneous halves of one divine whole, in you. Neither is more important than the other.

Instead you’ll develop acute awareness of any lingering attitude or behavior within yourself, that stops the endless flow of what you truly are.

Because stopping the flow of your own sacred identity does not feel good.

And gradually you’ll voluntarily release those old remaining lack-based habits and beliefs, to insure that your natural flow—your sacred divine identity itself—remains unblocked and flowing freely at all times.

Give, receive. Give, receive. Give, receive.

And all along the way, your needs get met. Mysteriously. Beautifully. Joyously and spontaneously.

Because that is the thing about divine flow: The gifts it brings are always the ones that are exactly right for you. Divine flow brings the right opportunities, the right win-win situations that inevitably blossom into something even better than whatever it was you thought you wanted.

Such is the nature of oneness-inspired abundance, where love itself is in charge of the giving and the receiving.

Give. Receive. Give. Receive. Give. Receive. Meet the needs of others, as if they are your own…because they are. And in return be showered with gifts that attest to your own luminously pristine worth.

As we all learn to live our lives in this way—trusting, cherishing and being guided by the sacred momentum of our own universal flow…poverty, hunger and homelessness will slowly and naturally disappear from planet earth.

 

Photo by Tyler Nix

We could talk about lots more examples of the world’s problems and how they might be alleviated by our future selves…but I think you get the drift.

Pretty much every ill that currently plagues humanity and the earth can be traced to our not knowing who we are—and therefore not knowing who anybody else is.

When we start to remember our own true identity (which encompasses all others and the earth itself) it’s a massive game changer.

The world’s urgently out-of-balance ills can so easily evolve naturally over time, due to you simply being you, me simply being me—each of us making the daily choices that outwardly express our own inner knowing of sacred wholeness.

So.

My prayer for humanity, as 2023 lays itself fitfully to rest:

May we all drop the Jacob Marley routine ASAP…and may we all come to know our shared identity in oneness.

Wishing you a joyous turning of the seasons, my divine friend. See you in 2024.

Carrie Triffet, Carrie Triffet: The Newsletter, Dec 18, 2023

(https://carrietriffet.substack.com/p/what-remains-after-your-spiritual?r=itzwk&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=email)

Love, Carrie

Posted by Steve Beckow 

• goldenageofgaia.com/