Catch some solar seeds streaming on waves of sun wind!

A solar wind is streaming our way! And if you stand in at the right geomagnetic crossroads you might catch a few ionized particles of high-energy Sunlight. But if you are too far south to see the (possible) Aurora Borealis display tonight or tomorrow or your skies are cloudy, you can view spectacular photos in a gallery at SpaceWeather.Com.

How about a photographic trick or camera lie? The picture above, found at ImageAfter might or might be of the Northern Lights...or an unusual lighting fixture...or one of the weirder perspectives on a gas flame. I wish upon a star that I get to see red and purple Northern Lights someday! The green displays are amazingly beautiful enough to please but I am dreaming and hoping to see pink, red, violet, and purple too.

My shamanic journey to bring back cosmic dust

Photo credits: NASA/CXC/SAO

I shamanic journeyed to the aftermath of a star explosion to get just a pinch or maybe a whole handful of fresh cosmic dust, seeds of new star and planet life. I was inspired by reading this...from Science Daily...

ScienceDaily (Dec. 21, 2007) — Astronomers have at last found definitive evidence that the universe's first dust – the celestial stuff that seeded future generations of stars and planets – was forged in the explosions of massive stars.

The findings, made with NASA's Spitzer Space Telescope, are the most significant clue yet in the longstanding mystery of where the dust in our very young universe came from. Scientists had suspected that exploding stars, or supernovae, were the primary source, but nobody had been able to demonstrate that they can create copious amounts of dust – until now. Spitzer's sensitive infrared detectors have found 10,000 Earth masses worth of dust in the blown-out remains of the well-known supernova remnant Cassiopeia A.

As usual for off-planet middleworld shamanic flights I journeyed with my lifelong Animal Companion up Oldest Giant Fern Tree into the tallest of tree tops where stars circled my head and the rest of way seemed so clear I was tempted leap for it. Giving in to the deeper wisdom of my Trusty Companion I waited for Archeopterex (and Company) to fly us.

Archeopterex the flying dinosaur who went from discovery to hoax to myth and is real in more non-ordinary than ordinary ways these days proved to be an excellent intergalactic navigator and voyager. No challenge that loomed or jumped out at us could best her and her fleet!

A massive dark labyrinth, the Darkest Labyrinth of All (so it called itself so who knows?) kept trapping us, attempting to turn us around or detour us into 'lands of the dead' or even worse, funnel us into some weird 'forbidden areas of absolutely no return'! Archeopterex and Company were unhesitating in their lightning fast transforming of every confounding trick Darkest Labyrinth played on us. Darkest Labyrinth finally folded up and jumped onboard in order to help us out down the line.

We briefly visited a variety a colorful friendly outpost villages inhabited by all kinds of magical beings who were all obviously much more extraordinary than they tried to appear, who like to live around the edges of ordinary and non-ordinary realities, who bestowed toolkits crammed full of mystery power-gifts upon us. All along, as warned, we steered clear of a series of nine glorious-looking giant power-hoarding castles owned and run by crisis-ridden dis-ease afflicted sovereign wannabes, each storied to be more troublesome and mean than all the rest. We had to use all of the power-tools to the breaking point to keep cutting free of stronger and stronger castle-generated force fields. After the ninth castle was a long way behind us the way grew foggy. Darkest Labyrinth had saved one of the best tricks hidden but played it now - shapeshifting and unfurling into a near-perfect mirror that held open a clear road forward.

It was Darkest Labyrinth too, who captured more than my share of cosmic dust when we finally had flown far enough to encounter the closest cosmic dust fields, by collapsing the near-perfect mirror in an instant while it was still caked with dust. Suddenly we knew we had to go home.

We sprinkled and spread the extra cosmic dust generously over all the villages and castles during our extremely rapid whirlwindy flight back without waiting around for even the briefest moment to notice any results.

Archeopterex and Company flew away calling "We shall return for a new adventure someday!" But Dark Labyrinth remains with me to help me manage my new cache of cosmic dust.

Cosmic dusty blessings to all!
~ Crabbee

Article credit:
NASA/Jet Propulsion Laboratory (2007, December 21). 10,000 Earths' Worth Of Fresh Dust Found Near Star Explosion. ScienceDaily. Retrieved December 23, 2007, from http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2007/12/071220132156.htm

Did ancient crystallne nano-shamans stir the original prebiotic soup of LIFE?

Who - and where - was I when life on earth was a soup? Maybe shamanic intention(s) around and within the kettle of earth swirled up life as we know it. Here I am reading mysterious magic into physical science, stirring together evolution and intelligent design as if they mixed and blended easily. I speak metaphorically but for me metaphors have their own ways of being real like everything else.

For a shaman there would be no completely confounding contradictions anywhere...just temporary puzzles...and diverse ways of being real...because the multidimensional holist simultaneity of the shaman's view comprehends every polarity and all paradox. Reading science sends me on spontaneous shamanic journeys where I aspire to grasp then release a real shaman's bigger-biggest-picture view(s) of LIFE...and it's all part of the FUN for this me so don't try and spoil it, please. This is what I was just reading...

http://www.eurekalert.org/pub_releases/2007-11/uoca-lcp112007.php
...that sent me off on my latest shamanic adventuring.

Above I wrote 'shamanic intention' meaning co-creative, re-creative purpose-itself actively being and living and radiating and resonating...and dreaming and dancing and shapeshifting in and out of liquid crystal flowing forms...the costume-bodies of primeval nano-shamans evolving life-play everywhere...shamanizing from within everything from sub-atomic wave-particles to elemental atoms to molecules to cells to...us...and to...??? - all at once! I do not mean inorganic compounds or single celled organisms shamanizing anthropomorphically. I vision just glimpses of concentric spiraling coiling tubes of all kinds and levels of BEING(S) shamanizing progressive changes according to each's own nature as they exist in their moments within the universal liquid crystallizing of harmony and beauty...which keeps growing better, transforming all the troubles of spacetime.

There is nothing special about this vision of colorful rainbowing revolving dissolving then re-crystalizing unity I glimpse now and then. I know many sages dream deeper and longer and understand more of the meanings, and I know there is no simple analogy to ordinary reality in these shamanic flights.

The shamanic trick is to enjoy and dance and sing amazing visions as fully as possible as ongoing revelations without taking inner sights literally or freezing ecstatic flights into fixation(s). Instead, a real shaman keeps going along the ways of earth, entertaining anyone who shows up alongside, releasing within everyday events and situations as many delicious wonderous tastes and aromas as possible of the energy-flow-patterns of the universe's non-ordinary yet ordinary life-soup-stirring alchemy.