Swimming in a sea of angels

  We journeyed into remembering so we could return to forgetting with a greater awareness and appreciation of exactly what that means.

    Our body is not just "a temple", a place for us to worship and be worshiped, it is a billion and one angels (that is not an exact literal numerical representation nor even a ball park figure). These angels are in various degrees of limitation and remembering for a billion and one (again not exact literal or ball park) reasons: volunteered, requested, 'sucked in by accident', tricked, etc. They, too are worshiped and worship.

   So when I am still and quiet I can look at my own skin and know (and for those of us with extra-sensory perceptions/awareness) and, "smell" and hear those angels in a chorus, all 'worshiping' that which I call me. And in the air I breath, all those particles my eyes cannot see come dancing in upon each breath billions of angels, singing, reuniting, rejoicing with those they meet as they brush up against every one existing as a cell upon my lips, in my sinuses, in my lungs, in my blood and back out again to dance in the leaves of trees and join in the air to become water...our entire physical existence is a swimming in a sea of angels. The ringing of ears, the hearing of our names when no other person is present are those angels remembering for a moment, reminding us to remember that they are there, that they are aware in every moment of this dance we are dancing of physical experience.
  We are not just an angel we are a cooperative, we are not a mere cooperative, we are a cooperative of cooperatives with unlimited potential if we just let go of the idea that we are alone in a piece of meat we call a body in a world with no conscious recognition of what is happening. That tree you cut down is angels that agreed to be a tree, do they really agree to be a house? Did you ask them? Are you aware permission was given?
  Yes, it is all entered into with the light hardheartedness of a child at play and indeed that wants to be felt and at the same time it is entered into with the maturity and groundedness of committment and sacrifice and faithfulness with honor, respect, acknowledgement.
  And when we come across one another's perspectives, even at the "highest" levels of consciousness there IS going to be differences in the nuances of our teachings. One might get pissed and feel great chaffing at this idea of swimming in angels: rejoice in it! we have agreed to forget one another's perspective so we could experience this thing physical expression. Or we may dance in the recognition and rejoice in the common beliefs and then wander away and wonder "what did I ever see in that?"...we came close enough to share the experience, remind and remember and went on again with individual experience.
   The flesh is here so we can enjoy the 5 senses. It is not dependent upon food to eat, air to breath, etc...nothing can poison a person unless that is the level of forgetfulness we are in. The food is there to taste, for the angels in the juices of the berries can come say hello and experience communion with the cells that have agreed to be taste receptors, to commune with the angels that agreed to be cells of blood in the body. And as each cell/cooperative of angels touches there is invitation and agreements : hey! hello! we are doing this! ...oh yay! switch places with me? I'd like to be a part of that body today and such delightfully 'silly' things we can imagine.
  Even I could try to read this next week and think "dang, girl you hit big crazy with this writing" and then a year from then I might remember again. Either way, by running into one another's writings, moments of lucidity, dreams, etc we shall be reminded. Then we will forget at least partially so we can have the most authentic experiences.
 So yes, I swim in a seas of angels in an eternal womb of consciousness.