There is a hell of an excellent universe next door; let’s go
The brand new movie “Inception” is brilliant in many ways. First, the cinematography is gorgeous, the special effects, highly impressive and the plotline, the plotline is a wild-a lucid dream in just a lucid dream within… well, to the 3rd 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 reality is true, and believes an encounter with death will wake her up. Cobb posseses an only a slightly stronger grip which dream they’re in and for the length of time, and the cast of characters who elect to take part in the shared dreaming get it done splendidly even as we admire their acuity to keep on mission. Obviously, this seems all too fantabulous to think, and though the film is breathtaking to watch, and a motion fan, I’m not…
I’ll yield to a “magical” premise, and this film delivers play for the imagination hook, line, and sinker in every that’s magical about our minds, our intentions, our wills. 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 task that we’re all facing, that’s, to recognize that so-called “reality” is indeed not real. That individuals create it and can alter it.
As a program in miracles fan-addict (no pun intended), I contribute to the daily task of looking straight into the facial skin of television, in to the tragedies that spread and leak and draw us into instinctual empathy, rage and hand-wringing throughout the planet, a course in miracles podcast 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 work through the glass darkly. We’ve wear blinders and loped in to the desert thinking ourselves cast out. And lo, that’s 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 though these were outside of our personal egos when creating something better is all a matter of a shift in perspective. And for many of us longtime seekers who are finding 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.
One of the primary lessons of a program in miracles instructs us “There is no world.” In the same way Cobb and Mal experience reality in the deep netherworlds of these subconscious minds, we are alarmed at each turn by our own projections. “Inception” may be the nifty trick of implanting a notion in a unconscious dreamer’s mind that the dreamer will carry into reality. In the film, the dream-schemers are typical well aware when they do not lucidly perform the steps of these 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 your swords out prepared to strike at the false extensions of our own repressed emotion. Welcome to the dream world. We’ve journeyed not even close to our source, forget that life is a game, and have, with our own source-power made this video so real we truly need an ingenious 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 aspects of God. Fallen, deluded, confused, undoubtedly, but our true Source isn’t concerned that we blame him. We made this messy world when we chose to step out of Eden. Adam fell asleep, it says in Genesis. It doesn’t say he woke up.