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Saturday, 28 November 2015

Another Earth, Is it Possible?

Another Earth, Is it Possible?

5 Reasons We May Live in a Multiverse
by Clara Moskowitz, SPACE.com Assistant Managing Editor 

Hi, dear friends and followers. Today I would like to share with you on a topic that has been ongoing for at least the past century. Are there parallel universes, or universes in different dimensions in time and space? If there are, then the likelihood of another world or worlds that also cradle life on them are quite likely. Actually, the chances of it increase.
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Conceptualization of a multiverse
Pin It Our universe may be one of many, physicists say.
Credit: Shutterstock/Victor Habbick
The universe we live in may not be the only one out there. In fact, our universe could be just one of an infinite number of universes making up a "multiverse."

Though the concept may stretch credulity, there's good physics behind it. And there's not just one way to get to a multiverse — numerous physics theories independently point to such a conclusion. In fact, some experts think the existence of hidden universes is more likely than not.

Here are the five most plausible scientific theories suggesting we live in a multiverse:

1. Infinite Universes
Scientists can't be sure what the shape of space-time is, but most likely, it's flat (as opposed to spherical or even donut-shape) and stretches out infinitely. But if space-time goes on forever, then it must start repeating at some point, because there are a finite number of ways particles can be arranged in space and time.

So if you look far enough, you would encounter another version of you — in fact, infinite versions of you. Some of these twins will be doing exactly what you're doing right now, while others will have worn a different sweater this morning, and still others will have made vastly different career and life choices.

Because the observable universe extends only as far as light has had a chance to get in the 13.7 billion years since the Big Bang (that would be 13.7 billion light-years), the space-time beyond that distance can be considered to be its own separate universe. In this way, a multitude of universes exists next to each other in a giant patchwork quilt of universes. [Visualizations of Infinity: A Gallery]
Space-time may stretch out to infinity. If so, then everything in our universe is bound to repeat at some point, creating a patchwork quilt of infinite universes.

Note: In my opinion the multiple verses would not just stretch out on a flat plane in all directions into infinity like it is illustrated here. But also in layers one on top of the other like the pages in a telephone book going infinitely up and down as well.

2. Bubble Universes
In addition to the multiple universes created by infinitely extending space-time, other universes could arise from a theory called "eternal inflation." Inflation is the notion that the universe expanded rapidly after the Big Bang, in effect inflating like a balloon. Eternal inflation, first proposed by Tufts University cosmologist Alexander Vilenkin, suggests that some pockets of space stop inflating, while other regions continue to inflate, thus giving rise to many isolated "bubble universes."
Thus, our own universe, where inflation has ended, allowing stars and galaxies to form, is but a small bubble in a vast sea of space, some of which is still inflating, that contains many other bubbles like ours. And in some of these bubble universes, the laws of physics and fundamental constants might be different than in ours, making some universes strange places indeed.

3. Parallel Universes
Another idea that arises from string theory is the notion of "braneworlds" — parallel universes that hover just out of reach of our own, proposed by Princeton University's Paul Steinhardt and Neil Turok of the Perimeter Institute for Theoretical Physics in Ontario, Canada. The idea comes from the possibility of many more dimensions to our world than the three of space and one of time that we know. In addition to our own three-dimensional "brane" of space, other three-dimensional branes may float in a higher-dimensional space.
parallel univeres illustration
Our universe may live on one membrane, or "brane" that is parallel to many others containing their own universes, all floating in a higher-dimensional space.

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Columbia University physicist Brian Greene describes the idea as the notion that "our universe is one of potentially numerous 'slabs' floating in a higher-dimensional space, much like a slice of bread within a grander cosmic loaf," in his book "The Hidden Reality" (Vintage Books, 2011).

A further wrinkle on this theory suggests these brane universes aren't always parallel and out of reach. Sometimes, they might slam into each other, causing repeated Big Bangs that reset the universes over and over again. [The Universe: Big Bang to Now in 10 Easy Steps ]

4. Daughter Universes
The theory of quantum mechanics, which reigns over the tiny world of subatomic particles, suggests another way multiple universes might arise. Quantum mechanics describes the world in terms of probabilities, rather than definite outcomes. And the mathematics of this theory might suggest that all possible outcomes of a situation do occur — in their own separate universes. For example, if you reach a crossroads where you can go right or left, the present universe gives rise to two daughter universes: one in which you go right, and one in which you go left.

"And in each universe, there's a copy of you witnessing one or the other outcome, thinking — incorrectly — that your reality is the only reality," Greene wrote in "The Hidden Reality."

5. Mathematical Universes
Scientists have debated whether mathematics is simply a useful tool for describing the universe, or whether math itself is the fundamental reality, and our observations of the universe are just imperfect perceptions of its true mathematical nature. If the latter is the case, then perhaps the particular mathematical structure that makes up our universe isn't the only option, and in fact all possible mathematical structures exist as their own separate universes.


"A mathematical structure is something that you can describe in a way that's completely independent of human baggage," said Max Tegmark of MIT, who proposed this brain-twistin gidea. "I really believe that there is this universe out there that can exist independently of me that would continue to exist even if there were no humans."
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Friday, 27 November 2015

Assorted Poems and Quotes By me +Cindy Groulx

Assorted Poems and Quotes By me +Cindy Groulx 

Hi, dear friends and followers today I wish to share with you some more of my assorted poems and quotes. Thank you for visiting my blog, I hope you enjoy your visit.

Composed by me +Cindy Groulx 
Star Children

Star Children
We came from brilliant fields of star dust 
Our souls long for more than 
the Earth under our feet.
Some day we will return to our celestial home, 
back to the stars from whence as we came.
And we'll go, tiptoe, through the solar field, 
as easily as swimming among the lilies in a pond. 
A dreamland it will be, with the heavens all about, 
twinkling, filled with magical stars; 
a dreamland where we will play to our heart's delight. 
No more chores, no ill, nor sadness will there be. 
Only happiness, and dancing, timeless glee!


A short poem by me +Cindy Groulx 
The Dark Blue Sea

My heart longs to be near the roaring sea.
I mourn for the souls once alive and free,
Who in their fragile boats set sail
in search of treasure, spices, and kingdoms to be.
They have bestowed their sailor's hearts upon me,
thus I feel it a privilege to return to the sea,
until in this world I cease to be.
My heart is with them in the dark depths of the sea,
where I will always remember that day,
and I will join him there, forever to be.


Composed by me +Cindy Groulx 
Gratitude

When we give thanks for the day upon awakening, we are expressing gratitude!  We should remember that the best way to express our gratitude is not always with the spoken word.
The spoken word is only too easily forgotten in our hectic pursuits in life. 
As I see it, the best way to express your gratitude is a kind word followed by action; living up to those words is what is important.
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Thursday, 26 November 2015

Assorted poems and quotes by me Cindy

My garden of Eden

Hi, dear friends and followers. Today I have more poems and quotes to share with you. Thank you very much for visiting my blog and hope you enjoy.

Composed by me +Cindy Groulx
The warmth of the sunbeams on grass so green, 
shimmering, shining water pristine; 
the best of the Garden of Eden is here, 
this is the place where my soul is at rest. 
My fears melt away, like the snow in spring, 
to the laughter serene of the bubbling brook. 
I dance, I run freely, merrily on my way; 
freedom and happiness abundant each day. 
Life is a serenade whose music never fades. 

I ride or fly along leafy paths, 
joyfully exploring the forest's lanes. 
I am intoxicated inhaling the perfumed air, 
among the floral blooms I weave my way. 
I shall be young forever, to walk the fertile soil 
and with the birds sing songs that stir my being. 

Love fills the air, as all around me, 
lies the beauty the fields, and every tree, 
in every dazzling, distant mountain view! 
My heart sings a never-ending song, 
rejoicing in the exquisite splendour, 
soaring like the golden eagle, to heights unknown! 
I will never need to say goodbye, 
having found the truth at last, 
having found paradise, 

I have no desire to go back to the lie, 
the drudgery and sham that is life on Earth. 
I shall remain here, shining bright, like the sun, 
discovering new worlds at every turn. 
I dance and I sing, making a joyful noise.

Composed by me +Cindy Groulx
It is in my nature to be, kind, gentle, loving.
But beware:
When it comes to protecting my friends, and loved ones, and my own heart, do not think I will not retaliate. For I have a side of me that is powerful and relentless, which you would prefer not to know. 

Gaea - The Transformers 
Composed by me +Cindy Groulx 
Is post-apocalyptic Earth in the distant future. There is no indication as to how many years into the future it is, but all signs would indicate it's very far away, for most of mankind's structures have been completely disintegrated
 with disuse and decay and most 
highways are no nore then foot paths through the thick green jungle that seems to have over 
grown the entire planet.  

The beasts who once more roam free, little and large, inhabiting the land and waterways fare and wide and the winged ones of the heavens that were once classified as as extinct or creatures of fantasy and fable have returned to reclaim their dominion over the earth.
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Monday, 23 November 2015

Spheres of Light .:. Balls of Lights .:. Orbs .:. Intelligences


Spheres of Light, Balls of Lights, Orbs, Intelligences.

Hi, dear friends and followers. Today I would like to share with you about the phenomena of orbs. This entry discusses the different possibilities of this phenomena. Thank you for visiting and reading my blog

Sensitives and clairvoyants have long been aware of otherworldly presences, and now our readiness and the ever-heightening vibrations on the planet, along with obvious cosmic influences, are providing ideal conditions for these intelligences to become more visible and interactive. A digital camera with the flash on helped along with a soft, enquiring attitude is all you need to begin taking photos of Orbs. They are always present, yet night-time usually offers the best conditions. Continuing reports indicate that more and more people are seeing Spheres of Light and Spirit Beings without the aid of cameras. We can develop this skill by holding the intention of seeing them, and softly looking at the mid-space or out to the periphery of our view. However, until we can do this, our digital and video cameras are fantastic ways to have the life in the invisible realms revealed to us.

These phenomena are variously known as Orbs, Balls of Light, Plasma, Entities or Luminosities . I sometimes affectionately call these Orbs SOLS as I like to call a spade a spade and a SOL a SOUL. With an added 'U' - we have what I believe they are - SOULS - Beings. I am quite convinced that they are intelligences from this, and other realms.

Orbs help us increase our awareness of life. As individuals focus to expand consciousness, there are many reports of intensive interactions by Orbs highlighting playfulness, the advancement of our souls, sharing healing and life-enhancing technologies, journeying into the unknown, expertise for healing Mother Earth, and joyous reconnection with soul families. I find intuition and telepathy the best approaches in communicating with these intelligences. Treat them as you would treat an honoured guest in your home.

Journeys Out of the Body


The Orbs are also Us as we truly are. When we die, or travel out of the body as in lucid dreaming, near-death experiences and remote viewing, we have no need in the etheric of our human form with limbs, head and torso. The Soul - that eternal and immortal aspect of self - transfigures into an efficient vehicle in the form of a sphere, octahedron or similar - a Merkabah.

We may use a Sphere of Light when we venture out of our body into what I call The Real as distinct from the illusion most of us live in. We can journey out-of-body by focused intent and deep meditation. My photographs reveal the sphere as by far the most common form, however I have also seen several octahedron shaped ones, bauble orbs and now massive plasma entities. I have coined the term Etheric for these plasma entities. Others call them Lightwaves or Plasmas. A new language and new methods of communicating and learning are developing around Orbs.

As the quickening progresses to higher and finer vibrations of reality, and as we become very disciplined in our focus, portals and accessibility to other realms and dimensions will open to reveal new and fascinating worlds.

What Are Orbs?

Orbs are not only Us, - they are also discarnate souls, incoming souls prior to rebirth, angelic and ascended beings, mentors, healers, guides, super-intelligences, extraterrestrials, intraterrestrials and beings such as nature spirits, fairies, other etheric souls and aspects of our own multi-dimensional selves. 

We are at an exciting place in our evolution where many are achieving profound consciousness, and the illusion of Earth life is rapidly being seen for what it is - a learning environment for the Soul. Throughout the decade of 2011 and into the 2020's we will experience great connections with the beings of 'the invisible realms' and come to know that we are indeed One - all connected.

How will our study of, and interactions with the Orbs and other intelligence develop?
Always at a pace that we can handle.

The answer is always Love. The question is: What Now?

Cedar Rivers
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Sunday, 22 November 2015

Where did the Fairy energy go. Where is compassion and Love Hiding?

Where did the Fairy energy go. Where is compassion and Love Hiding? 
Hi, dear friends and followers. Today's topic is about compassion and love, which I call the Fairy Energy. Learn a bit more about me and my feelings. Thank you for comming to my blog

An Historical Overview of the Whereabouts of Gnomes, Elves, Fauns, Faeries, Goblins, Ogres, Trolls, Bogies, Nymphs, Sprites and Dryads, Past and Present.
A long, long time ago, the Earth belonged to the creatures of the wood. By creatures of the wood I mean gnomes, elves, faeries, and any other such humanoid creatures etc. They tended it and took care of it, played in it, danced and sang in it, cared for wounded animals, worked out disputes between species, sat on mushrooms discussing matters of importance and drinking Labrador tea, rode down streams on leaves and bark, parachuted from trees on dandelion seeds. This was the world into which mankind was born. These early days, when man was but a newly arrived dinner guest who hadn't yet taken over the house, are fairly well documented in the literature and folklore of the world, so there's no need to go into it here. What I am interested in, and what I am asking you to be interested in, is the question, "Where did all the gnomes, elves, faeries, etc. go?"

It is believed that the friction between man and the wood creatures began with the discovery of agriculture. With this discovery, civilization arose and spread. The forests were cleared to provide wood for shelters and fields for pastures and crops. Mankind had set up camp. No longer just a visitor in someone else's world, he pushed the wild back from his newly built doorstep. At first, this wasn't a problem. There weren't that many people and everyone else felt that it was only fair to allot them their own half-acre to do with as they wished. Some of them even decided to help out. Gnomes moved into the barn houses and helped with the gardening chores. The devic spirits of the vegetables helped humans better organize their crops and plan rotation; taught them the correlation between planetary and lunar cycles and the agricultural year. They taught them to plant radishes when the moon is in Cancer, harvest when the moon is in Taurus. Many trolls felt that the heaping piles of manure were a change for the better, and decided to stick around too.
The rest of the wood creatures just backed off into the wood, occasionally playing tricks on the new settlers, like turning the milk sour, rearranging furniture, tipping cows, tickling people's faces in their sleep and once in a while stealing babies and leaving bundles of wood in their place.

But man's dominion spread (and spread and spread and spread) and the forests got smaller and smaller and smaller. Things got real crowded in the woods, and things were getting worse in civilization. Most farmers weren't listening to the devic spirits anymore. People found they could increase their output by disregarding the needs of the earth. They were raising productivity and killing the soil. Petrochemicals were just a step away. Most of the devic spirits and gnomes fled. The trolls stayed. Today, they live mostly under bridges and in the shallow mucky ditches beneath the metal grating on farm roads that cows are afraid to cross. Be sure to honk your horn before driving over one of these. A troll may be hanging from the grate, swinging over its living room, as they are apt to do after rolling in muck and manure. If you don't give a warning honk, you may run over its fingers, and it's not a great idea to get either your name or your license plate number on a troll's shite list.
Now, there is little wild land left at all, and even that is shrinking at an unprecedented rate. There is simply not enough wild space for all the gnomes and elves, fauns and faeries, goblins, ogres, trolls and bogies, nymphs, sprites, and dryads.

So where are they?

Are they dead?

No.

So, where did they go?
The answer is a bit surprising. They didn't go anywhere. We did. Early humans had an intuitive knowledge of their role in nature, just as bears and raccoons and mice and every other critter does. They understood, from the ways of the wild around them, that nothing ever comes from nowhere and nothing ever just disappears. Things change form. Death is necessary for life to continue. They offered up their kills as sacrifices to the gods of nature. They offered praise, prayer, sacrifice and song to the spirits of the wild, to brother buffalo, brother deer, and brother tree.
Now we know that everything that ever existed continues to exist, in one form or another, and as far as we can tell, they were more aware of that back then than we are now. So, the sacrifice, song and prayer did not ensure the immortality of the slaughtered, either in body or spirit. That was already taken care of. What it did ensure was the continuance of the connection between the spirit of the slaughterer and the spirit of the slaughtered. Killing is risky business. The membrane separating the internal from the external is not necessarily as thick or as clearly defined as we have come to believe. Every time we kill, we risk killing the reality of that thing inside ourselves as well as outside. We risk breaking the connections that lead in and out of the membrane. Taking a life to feed life requires a keen understanding of the natural law of give and take. When we lost that understanding, gave up the songs, the sacrifice, the prayers, we lost the connection. Saying grace is not enough.

When we lose those connections, everything becomes dead - fish, rivers, frogs, mice, even each other. There is no way they can reach inside us any more. The five senses we are left with are not enough. We have given up those connections in exchange for the freedom to clear-cut forests with skidders, turn cows into milk machines and chickens into egg factories. We can experiment with animals, club seals, wear fur, and exterminate entire species. Not a twinge of guilt. The lines have been severed.
And we are all under the impression that it is the forests, the creatures, the spirits and the wild lands that are disappearing from the universe and not us. This is not so. Thinking like that is like thinking that if you stand on the end of a limb and saw that limb from the tree, that the tree will fall and you will remain standing. Bugs Bunny might be able to get away with that, but we can't.

It is we who have fallen away from the real world into a world where we may carry out our twisted sterile dreams without threatening the earth and its inhabitants. Ever wonder why the trees, stones, rivers and streams, birds, bears, frogs and snakes no longer talk to us as they did in the early tales of Native America, the Hindu, the Africans, the bible? It's because we're not around to talk to anymore. Every clear-cut, every vivisection, every mechanized slaughter of cow, pig or chicken moves our dream world further and further from the tree, making a reunification, which is still possible, more and more difficult.
Somewhere not so far from here, in the real world, the ancient forests are still standing, the buffalo roams the prairies, the sky is full of condors, the deer and the antelope play, and dodo birds still wander the sandy beaches, bumping into things.

Where there are still wild lands in our dream world, strong connections still exist. Bridges, tunnels, portals. Occasionally a traveler will get lost in the wilderness and find himself in the real world, returning the next day to find that a hundred years have passed, or never returning at all.
There are more ephemeral connections as well - brooks and waterfalls where you can still hear voices from the other side, if you listen carefully enough... When they sit by these waters, they hear loud clanking and screams. When they eat magic mushrooms, everything STOPS glowing and condos rise where forests stand. Our children can see their world in their dreams. Their children see our world in the nightmares.

And there is another connection. Sometimes agents from the other side infiltrate our world in an attempt to expedite reunification. Believe it or not, they miss us over there. 

Sometimes - more often than you might think - they send souls over to our world to be born as human babies. There are quite a lot of them actually - gnomes, elves, faeries, sprites, etc., running around in human bodies, doing crazy things like writing on walls, working in co-ops, running inns in the mountains, talking to themselves in the streets, making pottery, practicing witchcraft. They are planting biodynamic gardens, sitting in the back yard naked, arguing with satan. They are in asylums pumped full of Thorazine, in a classroom on Ritalin and lithium. They live with Indians. They run recycling centers. They are starting revolutions, corrupting the young, inventing paranoid conspiracy theories, making up religions. They're directing movies, gobbling acid, drinking heavily and writing poetry.

The transition from their world to ours is not an easy one. It's not easy on the soul and much is lost. They may have no idea who or what they are at first. They may or may not find out. They WILL know they are not like other people. They will know that this world is not theirs. They will faintly remember something better, where things made sense and worked like they ought to, where love and magic had the power to heal.

The Faie People
They will know what makes other people happy does not make them happy, and that what makes them happy makes them happier than anyone else alive.

Note: Making people happy does not just make me happy, it is what I strive for, to be happy

They will see things others cannot see, hear things others cannot hear, feel things others cannot feel, and know things others do not know.

They will laugh a great deal or cry a great deal, or both.

They will love humans individually, but have a hard time with humanity as whole, and that will occasionally approach loathing.

They will have a handful of very close friends, and often be very lonely.

They will be unhappiest when forced to act like a human and do things that humans do, want what humans want, or when they are convinced that they actually are one.

Things will not be easy for them. Because of their memories of the other side, the world will seem to them a wondrous calliope with just a few teeth missing on one of the cogs. Because of this tiny deficiency, the music is off key, the horses are crashing into each other and the children are frightened, bruised and crying.

The solutions will seem obvious, but no one will listen.

They will repeatedly be punished for shouting FIRE! in a crowded theater, when the buildings really are in flames but no one else can see....They will get slapped on the wrist for pointing to the EXIT signs when everyone else is running around screaming and trampling one another.

They will be zealous, fanatical and didactic in their beliefs. They will feel utterly confused.

They will have ecstatic visions and babble incoherently. They will be extremely articulate.

They are prone to long periods of silence. They have no idea how to say what they really mean.

They spend a lot of time with children and animals.

They will become drunkards and dope fiends, organic gardeners, soap makers, carpenters, madmen, magicians, jugglers and clowns, lunatic physicists, painter and scribblers, travelers and wanderers...

They will dress in bright colors, frumpy sweaters or all black.

They will smoke too much and drink too much. They will eat only macrobiotic foods. They will develop addictions to Mountain Dew.

They will often be accused of living in their own fantasy world.

They will make great lovers. Yeah, even the trolls.

They will spend too much time either making love or thinking about it.

They will speak to inanimate objects. They will have much brighter eyes than everyone else. They will expect their magic to work in this world and their love to heal, and will be crushed by this world, and often won't expect it.

It will come close to killing them.
They will visit the places where the connections still exist: the waterfalls, the mountains, the oceans, and the forests. They will draw on all the power they have, and sometimes, sometimes, the magic will work. And everything will be wondrously easy. The teeth will grow back on the cog on the calliope, the tune will right itself, the horses will bob gracefully up and down, around and around, and the children will giggle and sing with cotton candy stuck to their cheeks and noses.

They will spend their days trying to reconnect a branch that millions are busy sawing away at. Often it will be more than they can bear.

While the rest of humanity is busy working on new and more efficient ways to lay waste to the Earth with the push of a button, they are saving it. A handful at a time.
They will share a common conviction that they are the only sane individuals in a world gone mad.

They are right.
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