There exists a hell of a great universe nearby; let’s go
The newest movie “Inception” is brilliant in several ways. First, the cinematography is gorgeous, the special effects, highly impressive and the plotline, the plotline is a wild-a lucid dream within a lucid dream within… well, to the next degree-so that poor Mal, (Marion Cotillard), Cobb’s, (Leonardo DiCaprio) wife- or rather the projection of his deceased wife, doesn’t know anymore which the reality is true, and believes an encounter with death will wake her up. Cobb comes with an just a slightly stronger grip on which dream they’re in and for how long, and the cast of characters who elect to be involved in the shared dreaming get it done splendidly even as we admire their acuity to keep on mission. Of course, this seems all too fantabulous to think, and although film is breathtaking to watch, and a motion fan, I’m not…
I will yield to a “magical” premise, and this film delivers play for the imagination hook, line, and sinker in all that is magical about our minds, our intentions, our wills a course in miracles podcast. Still, that’s not why it engaged me so intensely. I kept having this vibey thrill that writer/director Christopher Nolan might have downloaded from the collective unconscious of contemporary humanity in this very day and age, time and place, the challenge that we’re all facing, that is, to understand that so-called “reality” should indeed be not real. That we create it and may change it.
As a program in miracles fan-addict (no pun intended), I contribute to the daily task of looking straight into the face of television, in to the tragedies that spread and leak and draw us into instinctual empathy, rage and hand-wringing throughout the planet, and remind myself that most this is a shared dream. Yes, even the physical pain that are a phantom limb.
If we are to think the course, we are still in Eden only we predict the glass darkly. We have placed on blinders and loped in to the desert thinking ourselves cast out. And lo, that is what we experience, what we see around us. Our collective doom-trained minds heavy with a pang of free-floating guilt we can’t name-do what any non-lucid dreamer does-create from the projection. We see the events of the world as if these were beyond our personal egos when creating something better is all a matter of a shift in perspective. And for many of us longtime seekers who have found our answers in alchemy and ancient texts, obscure poetry, (Rumi, Lao Tsu, Blake, Gibran ) along with occult secrets and quantum science, that shift is occurring.
Among the primary lessons of a program in miracles instructs us “There’s no world.” In the same way Cobb and Mal experience reality in the deep netherworlds of their subconscious minds, we are alarmed at each turn by our personal projections. “Inception” may be the nifty trick of implanting a concept within an unconscious dreamer’s mind that the dreamer will carry into reality. In the film, the dream-schemers are all well aware when they do not lucidly perform the steps of their preconceived agenda, they will be stalked and pummeled by the images their fear and anger have evoked. Indeed Cobb’s shadowy figure, his Jungian dark anima, Mal, seeks to down him in her very own black hole and she works as any clever, ego-alien shadow worth her salt, to govern him to think what she believes is real.
So here we are, Don Quixotes all, swaying with our swords out willing to strike at the false extensions of our personal repressed emotion. Welcome to the dream world. We have journeyed far from our source, forget that life is a game, and have, with our personal source-power made this video so real we need an amazing glitch in the matrix to shake us free.
Yet like The Force Himself or Herself, (most likely Itself) we are geniuses all. We are many different facets of God. Fallen, deluded, confused, without doubt, but our true Source isn’t concerned that people blame him. We made this messy world whenever we thought we would step out of Eden. Adam fell asleep, it says in Genesis. It doesn’t say he woke up.