The ancients worked with a kind of consciousness technology, and they designed their sacred sites for this purpose. They located them carefully, building them over underground water and energy-vortices, orienting them to the rising and setting points of the sun and moon, constructing them to reflect and embody the fundamental principles of the universe.
They did this to create spaces – crucibles – in which to go into altered states of consciousness. Here they could generate reality-fields that enabled them to reach into things and fix them from the inside.
They lived in a very different world to ours, with no need to build cities or empires since they were advanced in a completely different way. There’s something about this that we need to re-learn in our day, because it concerns our future. And that’s what this podcast is all about.
With love, Palden
It’s an extract from my book Shining Land, which is available online. A new update of the book is coming out soon.
The Mên an Tol – once a stone circle, though rearranged by a zealous Victorian antiquarian
GNASHERS AND MAGIC CARPETS
We’re all stuck in an experiential grindstone called Time. Well, at least, while we’re here in a body on Earth. Actually, after we leave our bodies there are also forms of time too, but that’s different. One can be called ticktock time and the other can be called cosmo-time or psycho-time. But it’s a little more complex and variable than that too – as are all organic, natural processes.
When I was running consciousness-raising camps in the 1980s and 1990s, one of the most pleasing things was watching the children develop and grow. At the camps they would experience the magic of life, and they were allowed to be themselves and explore their possibilities in a community of souls – and they flowered. There were a lot of family healings at the camps. Experientially and evolutionarily, these kids were evolving as much in a one-week camp as they did during the whole of the rest of the year. I’ve met a number of people, now in their 30s and 40s, who have described this and the part it played in their lives. In the OakDragon, with which I’m still involved, at present the reins of power are passing to precisely this generation of former children – and they know exactly what to do because they grew up receiving the kind of treatment they now are giving to and organising for others.
So here we have a situation where, in ticktock time, a week passed, while in psycho-time a year passed. Now look back at your own life and your own formative experiences – whether they were blessed and uplifting, or boring, or hard, or traumatic. To appreciate these moments and periods of time, we have to slip into a similar psycho-time mindset. If we assess and judge them from the viewpoint of ticktock time they are meaningless and lose their power and influence – in ticktock mode we are judgemental about efficiency, compliance or time-wasting unless we label it ‘holiday’ or ‘day off’ or ‘ill’.
Illnesses are a very good way of experiencing cosmo-time/psycho-time – in fact, one of the positive purposes of illness is to slow us down and immobilise us, to switch us into inner time – often, whether or not we like it. It helps us process stuff through that’s lying underneath, that we don’t ‘have time for’ in everyday life. So occasionally our souls need to impose an override, send us to bed, give us some pain and difficulty, forcing us to doze and dream, to give space for deeper things to come through. It’s advisable, once it hits you, to give permission for this to happen – heling and resolution will come quicker that way, usually.
These times can be important, evolutionarily speaking. This is also a clue about the source of illnesses: it lies in our unconscious, in areas that are suppressed, deep and secret or only now emerging into consciousness – perhaps because we have become ready for them. Thus the secret in self-healing is to go down into those hidden recesses to work on the stuff going on in there, to open it up and let it out.
Here the Mên an Tol, the Stone of the Hole, looks more like the stone circle it once was
Time is what stops everything happening all at once. This is a key ingredient in the Earth experience. Everything takes time. Everything that begins also comes to an end, sooner or later. Impermanence is the only constant – everything else changes. We go through a life cycle, and when you’re a kid it’s very different from when you’re an old crock – not only physically but also in terms of understanding, perspective and viewpoint. And both states of being have their blessings, joys, trials, wisdom, perceptions, scrangly issues and special moments.
In my mid-seventies, I am now time-rich – mainly by dint of being strangely blessed with cancer and partial disability – but, like most readers, I was time poor through most of my adult life. I did a lot of rushing around doing important things. I had objectives, timetables, obligations, ambitions and appointments, and often I over-committed myself, always trying to keep up with a never-ending list of things to do. I achieved quite a lot too but, looking back, I could have achieved similar or better results had I known certain things I now know. But of course, now it’s too late. If I were young again I’d start a Wrong Planet Liberation Front for people with Aspergers ‘Syndrome’. Or I’d work more in Lebanon, or spend time with my Tuareg friends in Mali. Or I’d spend more time with my own children.
The Nine Maidens as seen from Mulfra Quoit (telephoto shot)
It’s different now – I’m in a rather timeless, dateless zone that is disturbed only when there are appointments to attend, or when someone tries to book a future date with me. The issue here is that I really don’t know what state I’ll be in on the appointed day, and I can’t drink coffee, get into gear and override it in ways I used to – so I just have to warn people to take me as I come, that day. Even so, time grinds at me as much as before, though differently – mainly because getting through each day is far more difficult than it once was. Nowadays, if I cook a meal, I get worn out and I have to have a rest before I can find the energy to eat it! Crazy. That’s aged decrepitude for you. That’s what happens. I’ve been losing my Virgoid competences, getting more useless. It opens up a very different perspective on life.
This relationship with time and our temporal conditions involves choice. We can make a big deal of it, fighting every inch of the way, or we can make it easier. This involves getting more comfortable working intuitively with the fluxings of psycho-time. It involves getting in touch with our inner senses, giving them more attention, and believing more in our subjective perceptions, without letting the censoring, constraining, explaining rational mind pass off or invalidate these perceptions. For there are things we can know about the way things will go – there are feelings, instincts and intuitions that can save us a lot of trouble if only we give them attention and act more in accord with them.
There are ways of understanding the inner secrets of time too. For me, astrology has been a major tool and influence, and I’ve done a lot of research work and written books about time and the way it moves.[1] Astrology deals with the interface between ticktock time and psycho/cosmo-time. That is, it embraces the regular cycles that give us ticktock time – the rotation of the Earth (giving us day/night) and its orbital motions around the Sun (giving us the year and the seasons) – and also the flexing-fluxing, organic changes in the nature of time, which are affected by the motions of the planets of our solar system.
The Nine Maidens
How does this work? We live on a thrumming, vibrating planet – it rumbles and rings like an enormous bell, in terms of subtle energy. We live within the energy-field of the Earth and are completely affected by it, and it is continually changing in all sorts of subtle ways. The Earth is also part of our solar system, which itself is a thrumming, reverberating energy-system in which all planets and the Sun affect each other, influencing their energy-fields. Therefore, by observing the motions and interrelations of the planets we can understand the fluxings of subtle energy here on Earth – the ‘energy-weather’.
We can forecast rain or sunshine, but we cannot determine in advance how humans and other beings will respond to them. This is where free-will comes in. In other words, you can let fullmoons drive you nuts and keep you awake at night, or you can ride the energies more calmly, utilising such peak periods to achieve or resolve or accept or deal with whatever life throws at us.
At present, we’re in a period where Mars is hovering around in opposition to Pluto, and one option is war and devastation, and another is negotiation and forethought – these are our choices, not just for Israelis, American presidents or Sudanese generals, but for everyone. Mars is just as much a god of peace as it is a god of war – the peace that arises when both sides realise that the costs of conflict outweigh its perceived benefits.
Sometimes, to get to peace, you have to have a showdown, a crisis that forces everyone to put their cards on the table. These sub-acute crises arise simply because wisdom has failed, so we have to go through painful processes to get to the same place more slowly. As William Blake once wrote, ‘The path of excess leads to the palace of wisdom‘. Well, yes, as long as you don’t blow up the world in the process.
This process of grinding through issues, procedures, processes, crunches, slack periods and the stuff of life, both in our personal spheres and in the wider world, is precisely what we came here for. We wanted a slice of the physicalness, the passion, the pain and pleasure, and we have a way of getting lost in it, foretting why we came and what we’re here for. This is the big challenge: maintaining consciousness and perspective amidst the fray and bother of daily life. You don’t get this in other worlds – not in the way we have it here.
Here’s a quote from Tom, the spokesbeing for the Council of Nine (some cosmic beings I’ve worked with):
“Your Planet Earth is the most beautiful that exists in the Universe. It has a physical variety that no other planet has. It has a varied climate that no other planet has. In all the universe there is no planet in existence that has the physical characteristics of Planet Earth. It is the rarest of beauties, and it does attract souls which, once they have come, would like to come back again. It is of a different nature from any other planet. It has aspects of all planets: it is like a composite of the universe, with all the positive and all the negative aspects, and all in between, and this is what attracts souls.
“It has with it a gravitational pull that is different from other planets, and because of this a soul begins to feel a physicalness. Souls become adapted to their physical bodies, and they forget the freedom and pleasures they have without them. The Earth was created to be a paradise. When souls achieve harmony it will become a paradise again. This is your planet of balance, for you to learn to balance between the physical and spiritual worlds.
“Planet Earth is the only one of its kind, the only planet of free [individualised] choice in the entire universe, the planet created for the balancing of the spiritual with the physical; in other words, the creating of paradise.” [2]
No one is here by accident. We chose to come here. It is also our choice to learn from it, to accelerate our inner evolution, with a view to graduating from this particular kind of education and moving on to other realms – or perhaps to come back to help the rest of us do similar. People who’ve graduated from Earth, having gone through so much, are like super-troopers in the wider universe. We’ve seen and experienced stuff others have not. It was gritty, painful, relentless and difficult.
But you don’t get chocolate on other worlds. When it works well, the sex is amazing too. Money can be a blessing or a burden – whatever our financial status. It’s all about how we deal with this stuff. Power is remarkable when well done and disastrous when abused. The qualities of love, understanding and forgiveness on our planet are remarkable too, when they break through. As they now must, on a planetary level, if we and our descendants are to continue to have the privilege of incarnating here in a world that’s fit to live in.
It all takes time. Not just ticktock time measured in days, months and years, but also in evolutionary time. Peace will not come until there is a world consensus for it – unless humanity has reached a stage where it realises conflict is not the best way forward, and when it acts firmly in that belief. That can take time, but it can be accelerated too, especially during power-points in time when the possibilities for fundamental change are amplified. One way to change the world, therefore, is to work more closely with the fluxings of time so that we can surf its periodic waves and not burn up too much energy when the waves aren’t coming.
It’s all a matter of time.
Now it’s time to put the kettle on. You can’t do that on Alpha Centauri, so enjoy it while you can, because one day that opportunity will no longer be present. Though other things will happen instead, and they might even be quite a relief after going through the grinding and polishing action of a life on Earth.
With love, Palden
If you’re in Cornwall, in the Aha class in Penzance on Wednesday evening 23rd October (this week) I shall be covering this topic. Info: www.palden.co.uk/aha.html
FOOTNOTES!
Three books: Living in Time, 1987, www.palden.co.uk/living/, which is out of print and available as an online archive version, Power Points in Time, 2014, www.palden.co.uk/time/ published by Penwith Press, and The Historical Ephemeris www.palden.co.uk/ephem/ which is available online only.
This is the audio recording of a wide-ranging talk by me in Glastonbury in early September 2024, with the Inner Light Community.
It’s all about consciousness and levels of reality. I speak about ancient sites, the awareness power of groups of people, close encounters, altered states, consciousness engineering, crop formations, otherworld beings, cancer, dying… and a few anecdotes from my life.
A thoughtful journey through the alternative realms of reality.
The long and winding road. Chapel Carn Brea, Penwith, Cornwall
“Suffer the little children to come unto me“, said That Man, the prophet Issa (Jesus). But the children didn’t suffer. They were suffered, or allowed, to visit Jesus, and it might have been a high-point in their lives, or even his.
For cancer ‘sufferers’ of today, it’s all a matter of how we define suffering and how we deal with it. I’ve harped on about this in my audiobook Blessings that Bones Bring, and in my blogs.
Permitting or even welcoming cancer isn’t easy. It involves a lot of inner struggle. You don’t have much option about what’s happening, yet there’s a big, yawning option about how to deal with it in your mind, heart and soul. For me, squaring with cancer has been a boundary-stretching exercise. I’ve also had to learn how to stretch myself manageably, neither overstretching nor understretching.
Though I’m rather frail and unable to handle life in the way I once did, there have been compensatory advantages. One was mentioned in my last blog – a tenuous strength that can come from weakness and from dealing with rapid successions of truths, crises and scrapes. Fragility has a way of focusing heart and mind. It’s a matter of keeping my head above water as the water gets deeper and more swirly. I’ve kinda succeeded thus far, since I’m still here, though at times I’ve felt out of my depth and overwhelmed.
Now, five years in, I’m at a turning point and rather surprised to be alive. A new line of cancer treatment starts on Friday 30th August. I decided to bring it forward and start, regardless of my fears and reservations. It’s time to get started and get it over with, instead of prevaricating, biting nails and suffering over it.
If I suffer and grind myself up too much, I just wear myself down, and it doesn’t help. I just can’t burn up energy resisting things. I do go through resistances – especially when it all feels too much and something in me wants to dig in my heels – but I seem to come out the other side. It’s all a process.
The prehistoric cairns atop Chapel Carn Brea
Since January 2024 I’ve taken no cancer medication. However, I’ve been on homoeopathic treatment and also Resveratrol, an extract of Japanese Knotweed (of all things). It’s an antioxidant that is specifically good for my kind of cancer, Multiple Myeloma, and it’s taken with Quercetin. Before that, the previous pharmaceutical treatment, an immunotherapy called Daratumamab (Dara), succeeded for three years (longer than for most patients, apparently) but its efficacy started declining.
The haematologist overseeing my case reckoned I’d done well with Dara and, six months ago, we chose to pause treatment to wait and see. She knew my results had been consistently good and that I have strange ways of handling things – even if she and her colleagues are singularly uninterested in what those strange ways are. So we waited until my blood tests started showing deterioration. This took a bit longer than expected.
But recently, my readings started rising. A key reading, paraproteins, stood at three a year ago and now it’s at 25. I was already feeling a downward droop in my condition, and these readings confirmed that feeling. It’s exactly five years since cancer suddenly changed my life, and I recognise the subtle buildup-symptoms that I experienced then.
The main, though rather indistinct buildup-symptom was low life-energy. I’m feeling that again now. Six months ago I would have three up-energy days and one down-energy day, and now it’s more like three down days to one up. I feel my bones getting weaker – they start hollowing out. Following a recent PET scan, the haematologist told me that this is happening in both ribs, in vertebrum T5 in my lower back, and in my pelvis and my thighbones.
A bronze age chambered cairn, Brane cairn. I think these were used for dying in, consciously, in ancient times (amongst other things).
Many people tell me how well I look, but my smile and shining eyes don’t necessarily mean I’m in the best of conditions. They simply show that soul is propping me up with light, focusing my energy, and adversity is brightening me. That luminosity says little about the downward direction my body is heading in – even if my soul is heading the other way.
Down-energy days are wearing. On these days I wish I didn’t live alone. I get low life-energy and lack of motivation, dull brains and droopy heart – and the best place to be is in bed or a comfortable chair, where I’ll read or drift off. I can stay slowly active during such a day if I have a mid-afternoon rest, though I have to give myself permission to do it and also I need to fend off external pressures to perform, socialise and answer messages. I have to stay abreast of chores, cooking and daily-life demands too. Taking rests means I fall behind on those demands. Sometimes I catch up on up-energy days and sometimes I don’t.
Up-energy days can be challenging because on those days there’s so much to do to catch up. I need to wash clothes, clean the house, do shopping, think things through, fire off requests for help, answer copious messages and, with luck, take a walk. The problem with that is that these days are when I’m in my best state for writing blogs and making podcasts, and it all gets a bit much.
This increase of down-energy days, plus a feeling of weakness in my bones, forced me to address my fears. I had anticipations about the next combination of cancer drugs I shall be taking, Lenalidomide (Len), Ixazomib and Dexamethasone (Dex). Len is a variant of Thalidomide. [If interested, details here.] My mother took Thalidomide for morning sickness when she was pregnant with me in 1950, and I was lucky to avoid serious deformity – thus I have an instinctive wariness over this drug. I have wondered whether Thalidomide activated the Asperger’s Syndrome I’ve lived with throughout life.
That’s okay, and that’s how life has been for me, but I noticed that, during initial cancer treatment 4-5 years ago, my Aspergers tendencies seemed to be amplified, particularly by Dex. This leads to difficulties managing my life and communicating my needs, without someone to speak for me or to talk to. No one covers my back and I have no reliable, close-by fallbacks. My son, who is good toward me, lives four hours away and is a busy man – and this kind of sociological issue affects many seniors.
Our communities and families have broken down. People like me are supposed to be given independence as a remedy for this. Well, yes, in a way that is good, but in another way it means loneliness and isolation.
There’s another side to Aspergers though – ‘Aspie genius’. It’s a heightened capacity to think outside the box, apply intense intelligence, to be amazingly creative and innovative and to find solutions in quirky ways. I’ve been very creative and a new spirit has settled upon me since getting cancer. Which goes to show that, to every apparent problem, there’s another side.
I have plenty of lovely friends who do small, occasional helpful things, and that’s great, but there’s no proper backup and it’s all rather haphazard and unreliable. That’s where my fear lay around the next line of cancer treatment. I felt unprotected.
After grinding through my stuff about it for some time, I came to a conclusion. It was simple. Palden, get over it, give thanks, take the plunge and all will be well, somehow. And if it isn’t, make that okay too.
It’s a choice of consciousness: to follow the fear path or the growth path.
The entrance to Treen chambered cairn, Penwith, for the outside
The alternative to taking the new cancer drugs I’ve been prescribed is to continue declining slowly, with increasing down-energy days, foggying brains and a likelihood that my bones start collapsing or breaking. There’s no alternative really – and I risk attracting multiple volleys of suggested miracle cures by saying so – yet I was hesitant to make the choice. It wasn’t exactly the treatment that bugged me. It was my background worry about vulnerability and facing the future alone. So, I decided to get over it. The issue isn’t resolved, but my fear around it has changed.
The haematologist said two more things. A new treatment is coming online in a year or so, which she thinks will be good for me. That sounded interesting, and a welcome glimmer of light for the future. The other was a big surprise. She reckoned that, unless something else happened, it looks as if I have five to seven years left. Gosh, it doesn’t feel like that – I’d have estimated three. But then, I estimated three years about four years ago, and here I still am!
‘Suffering’ cancer has involved floating in a kind of plan-less, timeless void, taking each day as it comes – and chemo-brain has put me in that space too. But now, having survived five years, and with a growing sense of having at least a few years left, I feel an unexpected need to make some plans.
I have to adopt a new balance-point. I stand between being locked in the here and now, never knowing how much time I have left, and the need to make plans and arrangements, because that’s the way the world works. After all, I really don’t know what I’ll be like in a month’s time, or even next Tuesday. But then, there’s more to do before I go, so some planning is necessary.
I’m going to do more public talks – these are what’s within my scope right now. I’m in Glastonbury on Wednesday 4th September, doing a talk called Sludging through the Void with Muddy Boots (and why ETs have spindly legs). [Info and tickets here.] It’s all about the ins and outs of being a conscious soul living in a dense-physical world like ours. And a few other mildly interesting things, hehe – I range wide. Let me take you on a journey.
In addition I’m starting a monthly series of talks in Penzance called the Aha Class – a kind of master-class from an old veteran, for those who need something more than the usual stuff. The first, on Wednesday September 11th, is about Changing the World, Life-purpose and Activism. [Info and tickets here.] It concerns the personal and wider issues around making a difference in the world, the things we need to get straight about in ourselves, and the soul-honing, magical and deep-political dimensions behind it. Later Aha Classes will go into the workings of time, extraterrestrial life, the ancient sites of West Penwith, and in 2025, world healing, the movements of history, talking-stick processes, the Shining Land of Belerion, and close encounters.
Nowadays I often wonder what state I’ll be in on the night, but it always works out somehow. That’s what comes of years of training myself to stand in front of people, inspirationally holding forth, whatever state I’m personally in. It lights me up and it heals me. I realised this in the 1990s when I was booked to do a speech and I was really quite ill and ‘out of it’. Guess what, I did one of the most brilliant talks I’ve done in my life and, not only that, but I started quickly getting better in the days that followed.
Doing what I’m here to do helps Spirit keep me alive, regardless of medical conditions and diagnoses. If there’s good reason to be alive, I’ll stay alive, and if those reasons dwindle or I’ve reached the end, then it’s time to go.
So I’m starting a new cancer treatment and a new series of talks at roughly the same time. Well, life is for the living, and that’s the way things panned out, and there is presumably something right about it – we shall see. Thus far, some of the altered states that cancer drugs have taken me into have been quite interesting and, since I’m a stream-of-consciousness kind of speaker, you might get some good streaming!
Also, having stood on stages and clutched microphones for more times than I can remember, I’ve trained myself to be alright on the night. But it’s still an energy-management thing. I might be on stage for 60-90 minutes, but the buildup and unwinding process takes about four days in energy-management terms.
Treen chambered cairn from the inside
Sludging through the Void. Our lives on Earth feel quite long but actually they’re rather short interludes on a much longer and rather winding path through many lives. The Tibetans have an interesting understanding of this. Our waking lives constitute one of six bardos or states of experience. Others are the dream state (when we’re asleep), meditative and altered states, the transitional period of death, pregnancy and the moment of birth, and the after-death state. The nature of the after-death state varies greatly in shape and form, depending on where each person is at. Each of these states is, from the viewpoint of the experience of the soul, equal in magnitude.
Yes, the process of getting born, or the process of dying, is as big in impact as the whole of the process of living life in the world (waking life). The duration of a birth process is measured in hours while a lifetime is measured in years and decades, but the scale and intensity of each of these experiences is pretty much the same. Also our inner dream states and our altered states are as great in magnitude as our waking lives. It’s the same soul experiencing them all.
If you’re on a magical ceremony or meditative retreat, or you’re tripped out on psychedelics, or you’re ill to the extent that you’re right out of it, such an experience might objectively last hours or days but in the psyche it can last an aeon, stretching to infinite proportions. The more you have such experiences, the longer your life will be in evolutionary terms, as measured not in years but in volume and meaning of experience. In this sense, although my 74th birthday soon approaches, I feel like 120 years old.
So even though our waking lives are locked in time, and for many of us our lives seem to last a long time, the magnitude of experience gained in waking life is only equal to that which happens in the roughly nine months that it takes to get born, from conception to birth. Anyone who has been present at a child’s birth will know how time and experience take on a different dimension during the birth process. The same is true at death.
We cherish and hang on to our lives so much. Yet, for every one of us, the story of our lives inevitably comes to an end and we return to another realm – a place where we’ve been before many times. Whether it feels like home, and how well we do with it, depends a lot on the extent to which we’re attached to the narrative and the mindset of the lives we’ve just left. If, during life, we have tended toward being open or being shut off, it makes a big difference.
Whatever prevails in our psyche during life tends to replicate itself after death – though there are possibilities during the dying process to shift tracks, forgive the past and move to a different level. It all hangs around the way we habituate ourselves to respond to momentous situations in daily waking life: do we follow the growth choice or the fear choice? Because that sets the patterns.
When you die, you lose control. Your available choices are minimal. It really does hang around the question of what you’ve done with your life and what you have become since you were born. What have you habituated yourself to do, regarding the growth or the fear choice? Did you predominantly open up or close down? That’s what you’ll face when you’re dying. Dying is a test of where you’re really at – not where you would like to be at. But also, what we fear about death generally doesn’t actually happen.
Dying is not something to attend to later. We’re all setting the tracks and patterns for the manner of our passing right now, today, in our waking lives, in dreams and altered states, and our death from this life is a rebirth into another world. The process is not fixed and immovable, and there are redemption opportunities at every stage, and that’s the way it works.
In our culture we do little to attend to these matters, and we tend to believe unthinkingly that everything just goes dark when you die, and that’s it, and it all just shuts down. If this is our belief, then dying can be a bit like being pushed over a scary precipice with no knowing what happens next. But if we have developed a strong sense of knowing and trust that there is something that follows after dying, then it’s more like a relieving float, following the current through a portal of light. Turn off your mind, relax and float downstream – it is not dying, it is not dying… Good old John Lennon – he came up with some good ones.
Notes from the Far Beyond 
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