About Me

Hello and welcome to my blog. I am a writer and spiritual explorer who has studied and practiced techniques of spiritual growth, release and change for the last thirty years -- and that's just the years in which I realized that that is what I was doing! Do I now fully realize what I'm doing? I hope not, for "full realization" sometimes means reducing things to what we think we understand. Perhaps it would be appropriate to say that that which is presumably understood is like the train on which we are riding, while the scenery outside the windows is the world that we come here to experience, and it is that which is not understood. We leave that which is comfortable and move toward that which is unknown, for the predictability of the known is ultimately more unbearable than the lurking fear which brims from that which is mysterious. All life involves change, differentiation, and passage of one sort or another. It is my pleasure and challenge to apply the tools of change to myself, and to share with others what may work for them. Eventually the pain of staying the same becomes greater than the pain of changing.

Saturday, March 14, 2009

TETON SUNRISE



Oh, the fiery notch!

As I gaze toward the mountain wall

How she blazes!

How she fills the rock!

Her streams of fire like living light

Come reaching for me

How red you are!

How filled with life and love

How could anyone say you are far away

As you blaze here in my heart and eyes

Some may call your light gentle

But I know you!

You rage within me

Oh love me, love me now

And take away the cold

How could you not?



Written during a cloudy winter, 1994 – 95
Skagit Valley, Washington State
copyright 1995 Scott Amun

Thursday, February 12, 2009

A poem I wrote looking at the Flatiron Mountains on a sunny morning in 1992.




Rose Fire



Mystical threnody,
Morning integrity,
Ripples of ecstasy,
Sun on the meadow.

Windows on rhapsodies,
Hearts sing in harmony,
Time is complete to me,
Warmth of the sun.

Bending his face to me,
Life makes a fool of me,
Thoughtless I run to see
Sunlight in water.

Over the trees I see
His fiery majesty
Lighting the mountainside
Rose-fire protector.


February 21, 1992
Noon
Boulder, Colorado

Copyright 1992 Scott Amun

Monday, January 5, 2009

The Historical Jesus through Scott Amun

September 28, 2008

This writing appears in the January, 2009 issue of Sedona Journal of Emergence.

Preface by the channel: my choice to bring through the historical Jesus seems, as I consider it from this point in time, understandable, perhaps even inevitable, considering the encounters I have had with this presence. More than thirty years ago, I experienced an intense, prolonged ecstasy which began following a heartfelt, tearful request for help which I made to Jesus. It was not my habit to make such requests, but the experience which followed this prayer has always remained with me. It was simple, yet profound: for what seemed to be an hour, or maybe two, I was removed from all of the self criticism, doubt and worry which was up until that moment obsessing my thoughts and emotions. For the duration of this period, I felt completely loved and completely happy to be exactly who I was, without concern for 'self improvement' or self criticism. Just to know that there was such love and acceptance there to be felt was transforming in its own right.

Around the year 2000, I had a reading from the entity Ramtha, who informed me that I had watched Jesus be placed on the cross. I was not pleased to hear this, even though I had only positive feelings towards Jesus. The idea of having a lifetime at that time and place was not pleasant to me. Ramtha went on to say, most significantly, that I had made a judgment that Jesus might not have suffered this fate if he had been more accommodating to people. This statement rang very true for me, as I have become aware of many past lives in which I was too accommodating to others, allowing people to drain me dry, until I either sank under the burden, or kicked off the traces, sometimes suffering backlash from those who had become dependent on me. I am still engaged in clearing up this behavior pattern, stemming from a false conclusion or judgment that I made two thousand years ago!

Around the year 2004 I had another experience with Jesus, this time as part of a so-called dream. I remember attending a meeting or perhaps workshop given by Jesus. He was sitting on a bench, and several of us were standing around him. A female friend of mine who lives in another state, whom I had not seen for over a year, was there as well. We smiled and nodded at each other. Jesus' appearance was somewhat like the representation of him done by Sedona artist Hallie Deering entitled “Blessings from Sananda,”, except that he was wearing a shirt under the vest in which Hallie clothed him. His clothing was white or cream in color, and he was wearing a long chain around his neck with a pendant. The pendant looked vaguely like a whistle, and apparently was something like that in function, as Jesus was discussing it as he held it in his hand. He made a comment to the effect that one of the main things he wanted to get across in his life on Earth was that we can rise to a higher frequency, from which to experience things at a higher level. Apparently the whistle pendant was a device for setting a tone, a sort of other-level tuning fork. I seem to have forgotten to purchase one from him before I left the workshop....though, in all seriousness, I imagine it is available to all. Perhaps you should ask him about it.




Greetings. I am happy to feel this connection through the veils of time and space with the channel, and, through him, with all of you. I am currently relaxing against the wall of a shallow cave in the area that you call Galilee. The day is not especially warm, but it is sunny, and my friends, whom you call disciples, are sitting about twenty feet away from me on the ground. Barnabas is playing the flute. Peter is looking at me, sensing that I am in an altered state of awareness, a light trance. He knows that I am aware of him also. He and I communicate consciously on telepathic levels, often confounding the others with our knowledge of each other's thoughts.
Long ago in my teen years I learned from mystics how to adjust my frequencies and access various levels of consciousness. This information, this type of awareness, is consciously a part of my life, and has been instrumental in making some of the events that I have desired actually take place. The “serendipitous” process of collecting these friends/followers is one of these events. As a group, we exercise a much more powerful consciousness envelope than any one of us would. It was not my desire to walk through the world as a lone wolf. I wanted to help foster a sense of community, and a sharing of our deeper souls' interests and perspective.
As we wander through the land, we are primarily involved in becoming a living unit, a group of one, that traverses beyond the boundaries of time and space as well as within them. I and others in the group are, in the sense of the timeless Now, involved in projects in your time, as well as in your future. The channel informs me that you are going to be making this communication known near the beginning of your year 2009. Accordingly, I will tailor some of my comments to be topical for you. I am well aware of the use of my name in many contexts, with a highly charged energy around it. I welcome the opportunity to address this phenomenon as well.
Early in my life, I moved into a mystical perspective, and looked from outside of time and space at my life as a pattern, as a work of art, which extends and connects through the dimensions of earthly existence in many ways. In observing this pattern, I then became focused on pouring as much light energy into my soul as possible, so as to allow my life to be a conduit for higher dimensions. This is expressed in the language of the scriptures as “doing the Father's will.” It is a very practical procedure, akin to a soldier following orders rather than distrusting what the Commander has planned. Minus the negative dross of the soldier/commander analogy, it means that there is a plan, a pattern, and a higher perspective involved in All That Is. Each aspect of reality, each individuated consciousness, does its part, and by doing that part, allows the energy of the All to flow through it. The individual purpose of the separately-viewed aspect is never blunted or sacrificed, but rather enhanced. All That Is has learned not to squelch its aspects, but rather to enhance them. You there in your time, in the early part of what you call the twenty first century, are experiencing an upgrade in connectivity. New currents of light are beginning to flow through you, and your mind patterns are experiencing a need to shift to catch up. It is this shift within your spiritual core, within your seed consciousness, which manifests the changes you are experiencing, from the weather to politics and economics, to your individual agonies of faith and identity.
All things are connected. Peter just turned his head and smiled, and Barnabas, glancing up while playing, began a new, faster tune on his flute.
I am sure that many of you may be curious about me and my personal life, perhaps wishing to hear details, or grasp things about me or my teaching which were not given in the scriptures which you now have. I do wish to talk a bit, but what I have to say may not satisfy you, depending on your expectations. It is best that you not have too many personal details about me. I am glad that it has worked out that way. Particularity is fascinating to you, I know. Perhaps you would like to know about my appearance or my personal habits. I am going to leave those things a mystery, for a good reason. The entity whom you call Ramtha has said that you will learn to appreciate the abstract as much as you now appreciate the particular. Indeed. In your world, you see particularity everywhere, yet much of this is an illusion that you generate. The attachment to particularity is especially illusory and projected from your unprocessed baggage of soul. It actually does not matter to your life whether I was/am tall or short, dark or light skinned, what I liked to eat, whether I had a beard, or how I amused myself. The religious imagery set up around me has been a function of human consciousness and history. I and others who work with light to help direct planetary evolution have worked through this mass of complicated thought forms, but the new phase which you are entering is going to be one in which much of this tradition will be seen as an obstacle rather than something helpful for spiritual growth. It is ironic that religious traditions argue about what it was that I meant or what I wanted people to do, while ignoring the fact, clearly presented, that I made light of strict observance of religious tradition.
Let us speak of miracles. I was accused of doing miracles by the power of Beelzebub. The same fear is hurled at those who use the light for healing in your age. My words, that you will be able to do greater than what I have done, are ignored or rationalized to fit into limiting belief structures. Basically, the acts which I performed which are called miracles, were acts of passion and electric connection with those who chose to receive them. They always required faith on the part of the ones healed, and a willingness to accept that anything is possible with spirit. Lazarus was willing to have me change his fate and bring him back from the dead. I wanted him around a while longer, so I called him back. You have records of the same thing being done by other teachers and avatars. It is not uncommon, but most of the planet keeps its head in the sand of current beliefs and fascinations, hence the signs of the greater reality are ignored, or viewed only with fear.
Nothing that comes from Heaven is intended to cause fear, but often the fear that is within you and has been given to you becomes operative when we approach – as those who put it there intended it to do – and you become afraid. You are programmed with tremendous self-doubt and self-condemnation, hence we have to labor to make you understand that it is only love that we bring to you. Even love itself is feared, again by the distorted mindset that says that you do not deserve it. I believe my words “this is my commandment, love each other as I have loved you,” and “love your enemies” did survive in your scriptures. If those who set themselves up as preachers of my word spent less time titillating your fears with talk of Armageddon and lakes of fire, and more time talking about the endless font of love that is your source, the world would do better, and you would be more at ease as you move into a new age.
And allow me to express my irritation and disappointment with those who use my name as a tool of separation and hatred. Look at the passage in scripture where my disciples tried to get me to prohibit some people who were strangers to us from preaching in my name. I basically, in your terms, told my friends to “chill out.” Remember that conflict, opposition, and war start in your own hearts. Love your enemies. Did you hear me? I said LOVE YOUR ENEMIES! That means actually loving them, as if they were newborn babies, or friends who had just come to give you a large sum of money. Realize that, no matter how perverse or “crazy” they seem to you, they are no different than you.
In your modern age, you have nations threatening other nations militarily, and you have hidden motives, with some individuals manipulating the opinions of millions through covert actions. Remember to love the actual person who is in front of you. I am not preaching self sacrifice, for if you follow your inner guidance, you will not be led to this. I realize that you all have your individual patterns to release and work through, but ultimately it all comes down to love. Love is the building block, and also the dissolving force. It creates, and it releases. You may sneer at this with your negative minds, and call it “touchy-feely,” but in the next moment it is love that you are seeking for yourself. Kings throw down their crowns and billionaires give up their money if that is what they feel they must do for love.
In your times, you are being shown what love actually is, and you are being shown what it is that you have attached yourself to in place of love. We have been suggesting to you that you let go of your attachments for ages, and now we are beginning to gently pull your toys away from you, only so that you can grow up a bit. How big a tantrum are you going to throw? Will it last for a few minutes, a few weeks, or several lifetimes? Some of you live similar lives over and over, obsessed with some goal that you feel is necessary. I am not speaking against manifesting your desires, but you are now in a time when the collective consciousness is beginning to wake up to new goals and accept a new set of preferences. To move against that is to stall yourself in a backwater of the Great River of life. I suggest that you will have all that you want and more when you allow yourself to ride with the stream.

Remember to be in the now. Again, I am saying all this to you from a particular time and place, yet what I say is not limited to this time and place in which my body exists. I have not reached the denouement of my physical life at this point, and I am not going to speak of that just now, because Peter and the others read my thoughts too clearly, and some of them might become upset with how things are going to play out, even though everything that (from your temporal perspective) happened to me was perfect and beautiful. I speak of the inner spiritual process, ignoring the way that external events have been interpreted, which is largely irrelevant.
When you give yourselves over to spirit, spirit protects you. This is true even before you make any conscious intent to do so, but as you go through deeper realizations about what this means, as you open more widely to All That Is, you begin to move along more smoothly, with fewer irritations. Do not judge yourself about apparent imperfections in your spiritual practice, or in the outer events of your life. All this, this life of spirit, will be added unto you – the Father knows what you need.
Before I close, I want to talk a bit about the practice of meditation. The goal of meditation is to calm oneself from the chatter of the mind, drawn as it is into daily concerns of the world. No matter how important and unavoidable these tasks seem, there is a spiritual purpose running through your life. When you meditate in some form, you step back from the noise of your mind and remember that you are a being beyond these concerns, whose real purpose is only to learn the next lesson that you need, and move closer to a state of peace and acceptance. Center yourself, imagine that you are your spinal cord, and see it as connected to the infinite sky. Know that all things are working together for good, and that you are loved and assisted far more than you know. When you sit in peace, you will become more aware of this. You will step outside of the measured moments of time, and you will know that physical location is no longer a limitation. There are no limitations, save that you choose them.
As part of their education with me, I took the disciples to Egypt on one occasion, and we meditated in the underground chambers. Mystical awareness and the presence of spiritual beings lifted their consciousness, and since that time we have acted more as a unit with one purpose. Some of them have manifested extraordinary powers, such as instantaneous movement and, yes, walking on water. Peter finally got that one down, though he did a fair amount of swimming first. They have also learned that these powers are not the goal. The goal is love. It is love that binds us together, and love that moves us forward. And yes, it is love of you, and of all beings, that both moves and sustains us here in our retreat in Galilee. As the Lakota say: aho, metakueyasin – we are all related.


Scott Amun
P.O. Box 336
Scottsdale, AZ 85252
spiritvoice523@yahoo.com

The Spiral One

COSMIC ASTROLOGY

THE SPIRAL ONE
July 19, 1996

Scott Amun channels in a spiral fashion, from many frequencies.

In the center of this world there is a spiral. This spiral is an interdimensional event/place/process/legend/dance/song. It is in the center of everything. It is simultaneously microcosmic and macrocosmic. We are going to attempt to use linear words to describe something extremely non-linear. Thus we suggest that you consider this entire article to be a meditation. Take deep breaths often as you read, and be aware of feelings or tendencies to be distracted. Allow light to flow through your breath. Do you see that we can easily be in the very place and moment of your reading of this article, because every place and moment connects with its like? When you see this, you will have a new understanding of the energy which has been called God.
We are often embarrassed by you when we appear in ships, or whatever form you wish to see, and are considered your saviors. You are the reality masters, and we must run to keep up with your permutations! It is a wave in the wind. Do not strain your linear mind. You even attempt to analyze poetry. What a shame, when it is through poetry that you lift the frozen aspects of your souls up to the light and thaw them. The tiger sees itself first. When did we say that? In time, the blown glass sings. Are you breathing? Let us be in your breath. Do not consider yourself a container. This is an energy form that limits. You are not limited, save as you choose to be.
Let yourself come back down to your chair and your body. It is not that you must lose the ability to reason. It is just that we need to overhaul your motor, so you must sit on the curb and wait for a moment. It is in love that this pattern can be understood. Only in love. Be in love. Be deeply in love. Do not concern yourself for the moment with what or whom you love, as that is where you get stuck. Just feel the love. And breathe. It is this force that makes the spiral spin. Yet it never moves. And there is no force. This is the love that makes us live, but we live because we love it. Open your heart chakra, and let the breath move through you in directions that you do not imagine. It can go in any direction, for it is already there. Let everything you know and hold on to and feel be released into everything else, and the two can dance. Sing into every one of your cells. Don't ask how! You already did it! You can walk out of the back of your head into a garden, and among the flowers there is a soft cloud. This cloud is the congealed form of your thoughts. Beautiful it is, but it blocks the sun when it becomes thick. Let the breath of your wind dispel it for a time. And breathe. Wait in the corner of the world, for it is turning. But you can follow the tiny speck of gold as it shrinks, and through it another doorway opens. We are waiting....look up and see all the other ones of you who read this in their compartments of place/time. You are all one in this. This was the idea of communion. He knew that you were one, and loved you for it. And in his laughing/crying he thrust a chalice into the center of your considerations, and then you could not escape your oneness. Oh, for a little time...a few centuries or millennia. But it returns. Oh breathe, my dear ones, for I have always loved you. I am you of course. Every thought is like a groove in a funnel, speeding the flow back to the center. See them spin. I love you! Every act you have taken has been my ecstasy... ah, I burst with light, for you take your gaze upon me. I am your light, and I love you always. But there is no always, but there is. It is all love. In this moment, we consider the ecstasy, and it is also in all moments. Of course it is, for there is no "place else" for it to be. Do you see that you have always been in ecstasy? Oh blinding light! I feel you in my chest and heart, as you feel me. As I am you and you are me, for otherwise, what is the unity that creates these words? Around the moon at full solar eclipse do you see the burning ecstasy of the sun's corona? And where is the love? Breathe, my darlings! It is I/you. Love me like this, and the other questions are forgotten. Are you ready to allow the forgetting? You have forgotten so many things...why not let this cramped little space be the object of great amnesia?
In this frequency, we move closer to your habitual place of thought, but never again fully. It is gone. Where did it go? It disappeared behind your choice. Breathe deeply and enjoy. The spiral has been here, but it has always been here. It has moved on, but there is nowhere to go. Be here now. Where else is there? Do you see that your state of consciousness is one of a string of pearls, of facets of the streams of the spiral? You move along these pearls, both the pearls and the movement.
Bring yourself into your center, be aware of your body. Stretch a little. And breathe. Far beyond the vibratory system which you consider your world or universe, this event is known, for it was coded into the possibility matrix before the decision was made to even have a world like this. Thus there is an automatic connection to the absolute from every moment. It is as though there is indeed an operator's manual for life. And you are the manual. For the sparks of your light are seeding new worlds even now. Random eruptions from something absolutely patterned. It is in this spiral that we bring you back, and trust that you will not recover! Do you see that you do not listen to words that you think you understand? We must keep you from "understanding" so that you might let the light dawn. When it does, you will feel it beneath your heart, and the tears may flow, but it is the memory of the light that brings the joy. We are not so foolish as you think. For all these centuries you have ached for a God, but we have not given you one. There is nothing that need be given. Breathe. When the wind blows from this place, even the angels smile and feel foolish. For it turns again. Oh, the lightning! We pause, and in the delicious motionless moment we know the next surge of the dance begins. As we said, it is a spiral. Breathe and relax, and know that you have become more of your true self. We love you.

Copyright 1996 Scott Amun

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