There is a hell of a good universe next door; let’s go
The new movie “Inception” is brilliant in several ways. First, the cinematography is gorgeous, the special effects, highly impressive and the plot line, the plot line is wild-a lucid dream in just 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 truth is true, and believes an encounter with death will wake her up. Cobb has a just a somewhat stronger grip which dream they’re in and for just how long, and the cast of characters who elect to participate in the shared dreaming take action splendidly as we admire their acuity to stay on mission. Needless to say, this seems all too fantabulous to believe, and though the film is breathtaking to view, and an activity fan, I’m not…
I will yield to a “magical” premise, and this film delivers play for the imagination hook, line and sinker in most that is 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 could have downloaded from the collective unconscious of contemporary humanity in this very day and age, time and place, the process that we’re all facing, that is, to understand that so-called “reality” should indeed be not real. That people create it and can change it.
As a course in miracles fan-addict (no pun intended), I sign up for the daily task of looking straight into the facial skin of television, to the tragedies that spread and leak and draw us into instinctual empathy, rage and hand-wringing all over the planet, and remind myself that all this can be a shared dream. Yes, even the physical pain that are a phantom limb.
If we’re to believe the course, we’re still in Eden only we look out of the glass darkly. We have put on blinders and loped to the desert thinking ourselves cast out un curso de milagros videos. 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 projection. We see the events of the entire world as if they 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 have discovered our answers in alchemy and ancient texts, obscure poetry, (Rumi, Lao T’su, Blake, Gibran ) as well as occult secrets and quantum science, that shift is occurring.
One of many primary lessons of a course 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’re alarmed at each turn by our own projections. “Inception” could 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 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 own black hole and she works as any clever, ego-alien shadow worth her salt, to manipulate him to believe what she believes is real.
So here we’re, Don Quixotes all, swaying with this swords out prepared to strike at the false extensions of our own repressed emotion. Welcome to the dream world. We have journeyed not even close to our source, forgotten that life is just a game, and have, with our own source-power made this video so real we want an amazing glitch in the matrix to shake us free.
Yet like The Force Himself or Herself, (most likely Itself) we’re geniuses all. We are many different areas of God. Fallen, deluded, confused, undoubtedly, but our true Source isn’t concerned that we blame him. We made this messy world once we thought we would step out of Eden. Adam fell asleep, it says in Genesis. It doesn’t say he woke up.