Akashic Library – Timelines

LOCATION – The Library of Stars

They walked down the corridor of the library. As they did, Peter called their attention to a glowing line of energy moving horizontally through the space like sideways lightning.

“This is my timeline” he said. “The energetic thread of my existence in the earth plane. It’s the spine of my story, the line of my movement through time and space. It relates to the moment in my timeline in “The Story So Far”

Calliopes eyes looked over the shimmering line of light. “And THIS is what you’ve been documenting?”

“Yes. I wanted to see the nature of the events unfolding in my life so as to gain perspective on what was happening in my mind.”

As they continued to look at it the energies of the timeline shifted, with a holographic map of glittering points of light appearing before them. Calliope examined it curiously, turning to Peter as if about to ask a question.

“Starpoints” he said, before she spoke. “Points of light that represent the coordinates of the Great Story and my part within that. See, no story stands alone. They are all connected, all part of a grand synchronicity which connects us all. When we look at the starpoints, we see where multiple timelines intersect on the planet, each playing their part inside the much larger story of our shared awakening.”

“Walk with me” Peter said, and they walked towards one of the viewing portals of the library looking out into space.

“Everything happens in the akasha” he said, pointing towards a flux of lines of energy hovering before them. “Every timeline happens in space, which we refer to as the akasha. Think of it as the container for our timelines, the stage and theatre for our stories. It’s the thing which holds other things, literally giving them the space they need to move around in.”

“In the human condition we go through levels of realization, and those levels relate to how much separation we experience between ourselves and the universe around us. Yet on a fundamental level there is no separation. What we experience as sense of separation and distance is an illusion.”

“I don’t understand. The people think they’re separate but they’re not? Why?”

“Awareness.” Peter replied. “Most humans in this Age exist in a place that’s far removed from the unity that is our true essence. They’re burdened by any number of patterns within their mind that prevent them from seeing that which is already there.”

“Why?”

Peter sighed, the breath coming out of his nostrils in a puff of long-standing frustration. Calliope looked at him questioning, but he waves her off.

“It’s not you.” he said. “You’re fine. What you just asked me is the very essence of my grievance with the mortal plane.”

Recovering his composure, he spoke. “It’s the Age.” he said. “The Age of the Akasha that we are existing in. Everything is off-balance here. It’s been an Age of Darkness, what in some spiritual traditions is known as the Kali Yuga. Thankfully, we seem to be at the end of it. Because of that, incentives like Into the Mythica are able to exist.”

“Exist? Why couldn’t it exist before?”

“The octave of consciousness that defines the Age couldn’t support it.” Peter said firmly. “It’s like this. Imagine that you’ve got a bowl of water which has golden coins at the bottom of it. Now imagine that this bowl is constantly being jostled around, so much that you can’t see the coins. This is what human consciousness is like. People can’t see the treasure within them, they can’t see particularly ideas because their minds aren’t still.”

“So their minds are the water?”

“Pretty much on a functional level” said Peter. “Water’s the easiest element to describe the mind because it’s the most similar to the way our thoughts occur. Ultimately though, the mind and everything else which exist in the universe are made of all the elements happening in space.”

“In the Akasha.” she said firmly.

“Yes.”

“It’s actually THE thing.” Peter said. “What the people are asking for beneath the surface. I see it as the alchemical component necessary to help initiate the transformation into the new world.”

“It’s why I designed the Mythica, building a way for the people to see both their own timeline and how that timeline fit into the much larger array of our collective unfoldment. Unsurprisingly, this was difficult to market, as most people seemed unable to see past their personal desires or the way they’d been programmed to think. I felt myself against a wall of ideas that had impregnated the people with itself, and which were now ruling their point-of-view.”

“Like a parasite?” she asked.

He nodded.

“The old paradigm was intrinsically parasidic.” he said. “Businesses were built in a way to maximize profits by exploiting the people. Governments and shallow agendas operated from a myopic short-term view of what life was, and so everything they did was sinful to one degree or another. Hurting the collective in favor of shallow things.”