Carla’s Niche

Camelot Journal

Copyright © 2006 Carla L. Rueckert

Wednesday, February 1, 2006

It is exciting to see the days melt away. Midwinter can be difficult to bear with so much cold and drizzle, here in Kentucky. This year the weather has been exceptionally bonnie. Many days, we have been able to wander about in shirt sleeves and the worst of the weather is still mostly rain, not snow. I imagine there is a huge down-side to our nice weather, in that many places in the States are experiencing very unfortunate and extreme weather conditions. Global warming is no longer an abstract concept.

This is February! Already! In less than two weeks, we shall have the Midwinter Gathering. We have all the details fairly well in hand except the issue of children and the question of food. I am half of a mind to prepare some food myself. One good lasagna and a batch of baked chicken and veggies and we’re home free. We shall see!

After Morning Offering, Jim went off to work for his customers and I ordered a new supply of address labels for L/L Research, then Gary and I sat down with more questions from him about the admin job. He has made an amazing amount of progress with the work at hand and I am very encouraged that he will not only work out but be terrific at the job. What a great blessing. It really helps, I think, that so many of the hardest working volunteers are very familiar with Gary and love and trust him. It is a most fortunate situation.

When he and I were finished for the moment I wrote the Camelot Journal entry for yesterday. I was not yet happy with the desk set-up and fiddled with it for quite a while, to no avail. I believe that in order to get the space I need for hands-on desk work like sorting and corresponding, I shall need to find a plain table to place at an ell to my desk. It should work out well. I just need to obtain the furniture.

Jim came back from his morning’s work having stopped off at the Home Depot to purchase shelving for my office. He placed it all gently on the floor and will put the shelving up later in the week when he has time. His customers have been working him almost full-time recently in spite of there being no mowing to do.

I went back into the e—mail and sorted out more items for Gary to take over in answering. I still have a massive amount of personal e-mail waiting but fortunately my friends know me well and are aware that I take forever to answer sometimes. It brought me down to the high fifties in my personal e-mail. Oh well—I started the day with 80-plus. I see real progress!

Jim and I had lunch together and he was off again to care for a client’s garden needs. I wrote a letter to respond to several from Pupak H., and then turned to an afternoon of working on the outline for the LOO 101 project. I printed out a couple of thought-letters Eccles had sent me, working off of my “seven principles of TLOO” outline, starting to move it into the shape which I believe will fit the needs of the Hays’ media merchandising. As always in doing this kind of project, the challenge is to maintain the integrity of the material. I pondered and mused, erased more than I kept and in general fiddled around with ideas for most of the remainder of the afternoon. I have carved out what seems to me to be a reasonable plan for an introduction and Chapter One. It is a start.

After I had done that work, I could see a way to harness Eccles’ powerful energy and desire to help with this project, so I wrote him, proposing that he create a data base for me to use. Jim did this for me when I was writing A Wanderer’s Handbook. I gave him the key words on which I wished for quotations and he searched the www.llresearch.org data base to find them. Romi set up a separate database for these quotes. It greatly aided me in the writing to have lots of quotations from which to choose. I asked him if he were willing to consider doing that for this project. After I send the letter I noticed that it did not show up in my “Sent” folder, so wrote Eccles again to be sure he had received it.

My tailbone is still enormously sore. However, I felt that I could “do” choir practice, so after Jim and I had our bath and relaxed together until 7 PM, I went off to rehearsal at St. Luke’s. We practiced lots of Bach and talked of the choir’s going to Washington, D.C. in May to sing at the National Cathedral. I am not interested in going, but will be glad to help them make their audition tape to qualify for an invitation.

I thankfully came home to Jim and supper, feeling most weary, and we enjoyed a quiet Gaia Meditation and came upstairs to end the evening watching a James Bond movie, A View to a Kill. The movie dated itself by its use of top-secret cassettes. These days we’ve gone past cassettes and even CDs to far more miniaturized media for information.

And so to bed!

Sunday, February 5, 2006

L/L Research is pleased to announce that the details for the 2006 Homecoming Gathering are finally set. The gathering will take place over the 2006 Labor Day weekend of September 1—3 in Louisville. Please visit the Homecoming page for all the information and details.

Monday, February 6, 2006

It was snowing a bit again overnight, so Jim arose very early to clean off St. Luke’s walks and steps before the 8 AM service. I had slept in and was just downstairs working the Sunday puzzles when Jim came back with our Sabbath treat of Krispy Kreme doughnuts for me and Danish pastries for him. Yum! We sin boldly once a week, and refrain from such morning sweets at all other times.

The service went well this morning including my attempt during Communion to sing a solo, something I dislike doing. But in this case I was one of three singing together against the bass soloist who was singing a very florid Basso solo from Cantata 131, Aus Der Tiefe. We “soprano” were singing the simple chorale tune against which Bach had pointed that solo. We also sang the opening movement from that Cantata for the offertory. It’s the first Bach I have sung here! At Calvary I was used to singing Bach very frequently. I enjoyed the German excursion but will be glad to return to learning new English pieces.

Jim and I had our lunch, a bath and then a nap, as neither of us had gotten good sleep. We awoke when Eccles P. arrived, having driven in from Vermont. He will attend the Midwinter Gathering next weekend but wished to arrive early as he wishes to have two private channeling sessions. He also hopes to help me with my book project by finding good candidates for quotes on key words. We had a most pleasant chat before the public meeting began, catching up and getting oriented. He had also brought Jim and me gifts—bath salts for me and a special tool that grinds blades for Jim. Jim was most pleased, as he had synchronistically just said that he wished to begin sharpening his own mower blades. Eccles had even found the precise fitting for mower blades. It was a wonderful gift!

He also brought us Personality Tests which Jim and I took. It turns out he and I are both INFJ types—introverts, intuitive, moved by feelings but with a dependency on rational judgment. Perhaps that is why Jim and I communicate so well. There are 16 personality types which come out of this type test. The odds against our both being the same type are high, especially considering how different we are as people. It is a fascinating subject, one which Eccles plans to question about in one of his sessions this week.

We had a smaller group today, with Melissa, Eccles, Jim, and me plus Tim by telephone from Australia. After our usual round-robin discussion we found we had a theme going: distractions. I had been up to my neck in working with e-mail change-over woes; Melissa was finding poems coming into her mind to work on in the midst of studying her college courses and Tim’s meditations were being interrupted by environmental noise like barking dogs. So we asked our group question concerning the nature of distractions. We also asked a question for the British Study Group. I was more than usually absorbed in mechanically producing the material because the concepts were hard to get hold of, so I have no idea whether the channeling will prove useful! I look forward to seeing the transcript in good time.

Our guests left just in time for Mick to settle down and watch the Super Bowl plus its commercials and half-time show. It was quite a dazzler of a half-time show, the commercials were impressive indeed, as they should be for costing 2.5 million dollars per a thirty-second spot and the game itself was sober and business-like, the stronger defensive team, Pittsburgh, winning handily. I read some Nero Wolfe mysteries and then some Walter Russell material that Steve M. had donated to the L/L Research Library during this carefully played, big-business game.

In the midst of this, Roman came over. It was a total surprise as he had called earlier and said he would not be able to make it today. But he did, and just in time for the Gaia Meditation. Gary came in from a good day at Cracker Barrel at the same time, so we had four for that meditation. My prayer was that all the unified focus of the world that was on the Super Bowl might somehow be shifted to our common yearning for unconditional love between people and nations.

Romi was able to establish a protocol so I can receive mail on Traveller upstairs. It is wonderful to get that established! He worked on it until past 10 PM and got it all up and running. Kudos to you, Roman!

The beauty of this day was quite astounding! Those who glory in warm weather miss the wine-crisp taste of snowy air! I love all four seasons.

Wednesday, February 8, 2006

I awoke just in time to get dressed, write the Camelot Journal entry for yesterday and make a Morning Offering before taking Jim to the hospital for his colonoscopy. That took the entire morning. Jim did not tolerate the drowsing medication well and was effectively sidelined, snoozing off the effects of it, for the rest of the day. I got him back to the house around noon. The procedure had gone well and his health was, the doctor assured me, such that he would never have to have such a test again. That sounded good!

Back at Camelot Gary was working in the office and Dottie was again on duty as well. It is good to see the office projects receive attention. Gary is going great guns. I got Jim settled for his long nap and had some lunch before joining Eccles, who had arrived, bringing the supplies for installing a telephone jack in the upstairs office. It was a matter of drilling holes in a couple of closets and bringing the wire in from the abutting room. By the end of the afternoon I had a dial tone up here!

I also:

• Worked with Dottie through two phone calls to American Express about unknown charges and got Dottie vetted by them to work on our accounts.
• Wrote Allan to reassure him that David Wilcock’s various statements would not pull down the LOO material by association.
• Wrote Bill G. on the nature of the Creator.
• Checked in with Diane W., whose significant other, Pete P., Eccles and I are going to hear play tonight.
• Worked with Terry H on session 74 of LOO—he is translating it into Chinese.
• Caught up some personal e-mail.

Jim and I took time for our bath and watched Democracy Now, which was showing various speeches offered at Coretta Scott King’s Memorial Service. Maya Angelou’s was particularly pointed and eloquent. Then Eccles and I went to choir practice at St. Luke’s before proceeding downtown for supper and a set at the Jazz Factory. I was wearing my red hat as the Louisville Jazz Society’s “Jazz Story Lady” and collected a good story from a drummer, Hugh Peterson. Synchronistically enough, it was about a time when he traveled to Washington D.C. to play with a fellow called Sun Ra. Now who could imagine a more resonant name for me than that? He is a very talented and noted jazz artist. The story involved Hugh’s setting up his drums to play with Sun Ra on a verdant DC hillside and Sun telling him to put his drums away—no drums were needed. Sure enough a huge rain immediately started coming down with enormous peals of thunder and the event was full of nature’s tympani but otherwise rained out.

Eccles and I had a fine time enjoying our quesadillas and some good music and parted around 10:30 back here at Camelot. Jim and I finished the evening out with a fine snuggle, watching some junk sci fi TV and relaxing down to sleep.

Tuesday, February 7, 2006

I awoke early enough to write the Camelot Journal entry for yesterday and catch up some personal e-mail, a note to Ron S., whom I had just found again after losing his address for over a year, and Jeanne J., who is moving house, before going downstairs. After Jim and I shared our cuddle, puzzle/newspaper and Morning Offering, I took a good look at the material that came with the new printer/copier/scanner and filed it, then checked on Gary’s computer to see what was facing him. There were a couple of things we had not talked about yet—PayPal and details concerning our newsletters—which were coming up for him so I took a little time to write him a note on those two items.

Dottie arrived and I showed her a couple of details before she settled in to the books. Eccles came and I tuned for his second session. Jim was the third in our circle of seeking. Eccles’ questions today centered around astrology and the archetypes, a most interesting subject. I was aware that he got a lot of “no” answers to questions he asked, which must have been a disappointment, but there were comments which might still prove helpful and interesting. I certainly hope so for Eccles’ sake.

After Eccles left, headed for a store where he could find some telephone wire, Jim and I had lunch—for Jim, not much lunch! He has a colonoscopy tomorrow morning and is enjoying things like clear broth and applesauce. Then I moved some files upstairs to Traveller, like the L/L Research Library Booklist for 2006. I updated the Booklist to include Eccles gifts, books on the MBTI and personality types. I got the contents of Eccles’ trapped USB drive sent to his e-mail address so even if it is permanently stuck, he has his files.

Jim and I headed out to choose filing cabinets for the office and Jim also reinforced the shelving in the upstairs office and added as well a correspondence table to the desk, so I have a place to write letters or spread material out as well as work at the computer. We selected the filing cabinets but shall need to wait for them to come in to the store next week sometime.

I collected my very first mail to Traveller from Maggie. It works! Yay! I took some time to write my first mail from my new set-up—a thank-you letter to Ian, Roman, Gary and Jim for helping me through this move; a thank you and update to Bill and Denise H., and a thank you note to Eccles for all his help. I took the rest of the time before my bath to write Ian about some web site matters. Ian has added, at my request, a little “alms box” to the Library page so that when one starts to download a book, the note says, “Thanks for valuing this work. As you read or download it, please consider donating in order that this material may continue to be freely available.”

Then came bath time for Mick and me, and relaxation into a most pleasant and trivially spent evening, conversing with Gary, resting our bones and descending into sleep around 11 PM.

Thursday, February 9, 2006

Waking somewhat early, I wrote the Camelot Journal entry for yesterday and took up Eccles’ first channeling, done on 2-6-06. He had transcribed his sessions very quickly, and it will be good to have the material on site so fast. I managed to finish the edit before it was time for my morning snuggle with Mick, and I sent it off to Ian and also to Eccles.

We had just cleared Morning Offering when Rita C. from our bank called. Having a new book-keeper and saying farewell to Vara on the books has necessitated paperwork. I got her faxes, collected vast seas of signatures and faxed the results back to her as well as sending back the originals. Vara’s paper was sent on to her and she will return her part directly to Rita.

I worked a bit with Jim as he wrote letters to Hines and Kidwell, our neighbors up by Avalon, on the access road issue. The Fiscal Court had done a masterful job of total indecision. No proof could be found that our access road was a county road. Then again, no proof could be found that it was not. They suggested the three of us come to a private legal agreement to share the road and agree to grant deeded access to all parties. That let the Court off the hook and set Jim and me up for more legal fees and paperwork. Why am I not surprised?

I moved upstairs and sat down with Eccles’ second channeling session, finishing it before lunch and sending that off to Ian and Eccles.

Gary sent me a letter from Jon P, who wishes to contact ETs directly. I wrote Jon to suggest strongly that he not try that and shared my deep concerns about anyone doing this sort of work alone. It is a very poor idea in my opinion, possibly resulting in mental invasion by uncaring and downright malicious entities. I suggested he instead work on contacting his inner guidance system, a safe and protected activity.

I wrote Susanna Angela in Italy, giving her permission to translate A Channeling Handbook into Italian for the site, www.celestialstation.org. We also need to be sure B4 links with both the English and Italian versions of her group’s site.

John L, whose blog on politics we look forward to linking with on B4 when we get there, is also a musician and we had talked a bit about working together to make music, a much-loved activity for us both. We agreed that now was not a good time, but perhaps later this year, we might have an every-other-Saturday slot for making music long distance.

Jim came back from many errands to have lunch with me. We stretched. I responded to Pam B, who wishes to set up follow-up counseling after her channeling session. I also wrote to Glaeshia O, setting up possibilities for counseling with her.

I went into fiddle mode. So much had been done to the upstairs office by so many helpers that it was a bit disorderly and inconvenient and I began the careful process of tweaking it. Gary came back from his own hard work and checked with me for any more work needing doing and I showed him the remaining archives to be moved into this now splendidly filled archive room.

For the first time, I cleared my desk up here, putting three more items into the Accession List for the L/L Research Library, returning telephone calls—yes, right from this room!—and achieving a feeling of hominess and clarity novel to me up here. It felt great! I gathered all the materials on the Hays book project outline and settled into my Mama chair up here, again for the very first time. I got to spend a good hour on just thinking, musing and gradually working on the first draft of the outline for the Introduction and Chapter One—all-important documents for me. Once I have the outlines for each chapter worked out in my head and in my heart I can write fairly quickly.

This was the high point of my whole day, just sitting in the chair with my papers around me, scribbling and thinking in my chair, resting back, comfortable and on task, the Wick Brothers (Pickwick and Sedgwick, my kitty cats) around me. Ah!

Eccles arrived hoping to do a wonderful thing for me—show me how to work with my pictures, something both Vara and Judy R. have tried in vain to figure out for me. I believe it may be that my equipment is defective, for things just won’t work. In the process of rediscovering this sad truth, my printer and my mouse decided not to work. Poor Eccles was now stuck with the unenviable job of figuring out the snafu and getting the office back into fine fettle, which he eventually did after great feats of derring-do while Jim and I had our bath time.

Jim and I were finished with bathing about the same time Eccles was through reestablishing order in the upstairs office, so we settled into the living room for some relaxing conversation. Jim had dinner in the oven heating up. Peace reigned! However, it did not reign for long, as Jim suddenly began developing a fever.

When, in the space of a bit over an hour, it had spiked from 99 to 101.6 F, we decided that Jim needed medical attention and I took him to the Immediate Care Center while Eccles held down the fort at Camelot and welcomed Tobey and Jeremy, the two stalwarts who spearheaded getting this Midwinter Gathering together, and who drove west from Virginia together today.

No diagnosis was found for Jim but the doctor felt that he needed to watch his liver functions as they were abnormal. As the evening wore on, Jim’s fever started to drop so hopefully it is only a fast-moving virus which got him and left him quickly.

We finally sat down to eat after having a late Gaia Meditation. The meal and conversation were most pleasant. It was good to be together again with this group of people and to be looking forward to our weekend-long conversation on the archetypes.

Jeremy and I made a date for sometime tomorrow, when he will teach me how to start sending my Camelot Journal entries directly to B4. previously I have been sending them to Bruce P’s site, www.lawof1.org. Jeremy has been working, now that the Forums are up on B4, to get my Journal up. The Niches and Links come after that! Things are progressing well there.

Jim and I came upstairs around 11 PM and snuggled together until we were drowsing, then said good night.

Friday, February 10, 2006

The least clement month of the year is melting away quickly; we are already in double digits on the date today! I arose early enough to write the Camelot Journal entry before heading downstairs to snuggle with Jim. After Jim’s and my snuggle and a morning offering, which Tobey joined, Tobey and I sat down to settle the remaining question of the Midwinter Gathering: food while Jim mailed out books. We had previously talked about the breakfast and lunch menus, which were casual. Breakfast would be continental and lunch would be soup, salad and sandwich food.

Gary got Tiffani when her plane came into Louisville and he and Tiffani went to purchase the breakfast and lunch items. Tobey went to retrieve Steve M from the airport. Everyone packed up their effects here at Camelot, where Eccles had joined the crew, bringing and installing a beautiful flat screen monitor in my office. My outfit now is so impressive and handy! Steve M and Eccles then sat down with my software and figured out how to enlarge the fonts in the background reading on the desktop in Word, like “File” and “Edit” menus. Oh my, the larger type really helps my weak eyes to work! Kudos and thanks to Eccles for this further generous donation to our work here, and to both of them for their computer savvy.

Tobey and I printed out and copied one more item—the Gathering’s schedule, so that we literally would all be on the same page this weekend. The cars were packed up and maps were drawn to Steve F’s house. We caravanned southeast about 25 miles to Steve’s house outside Shelbyville, Kentucky, in horse country with its bluegrass and pretty fences. It was a gorgeous drive made more pretty but less safe by the blowing snow and sleet which accompanied us in fitful gusts the whole way down and settled in to a steady drizzle—thank heavens the temperature remained at above freezing by a few degrees—all night.

Steve’s place is built along more gracious and expansive lines than almost any house I have experienced. The downstairs ceilings are twelve feet high. Steve allowed us to take the chairs from his beautiful library and his sun porch in order to make a great circle for the ten of us in his spacious living room. We all have extremely comfortable seats and plenty of room. I am so glad Steve F. gave us this beautiful meeting place and so glad we are together.

The first problem we needed to solve was dinner. We had determined ahead of time, between Tobey and I, to order a pizza for us all. However Tobey was never happy with that choice simply because he wanted a more welcoming atmosphere to start off the weekend than fast food. It took about an hour of conversation, which was fine as we had the time, to settle upon the plan of going to the Old Stone Inn, nearby, which I recommended because of its good food and its historical glamour: it had served Andrew Jackson and friends in its heyday in the mid-nineteenth century.

We eventually found the restaurant after a brief wandering interlude where we enjoyed the scenery and got lost. Steve M shortened the trek by calling the restaurant on his cel phone and determining where we had gone wrong and we piled into the lovely old place only a bit late. The food was extremely good and we had a feast and such a sweet time together, relaxing and enjoying the fine food and drink.

Back at Steve F’s, we sat down with our first work of the weekend, which was an overview of the archetypes. Jeremy, Eccles and others brought up the question of which deck of images to use in our discussion of the individual archetypes tomorrow. It was decided to use the first seven images which Don Elkins had redrawn, which are in the back of Book IV. For the other 15 images we will enlarge images from the deck produced by C. C. Zain, since these are the cards from which Don was questioning in the Ra sessions. Romi agreed to take on the task of duplicating sets of these images for everyone before tomorrow morning. It is a good decision, as the cards in our study guide, produced so ably by Tobey, are from the deck created by George Fathman. We had to use them in publishing Book IV because Zain and the Church of Light would not give permission for the images of their court cards to be used.

We began the session with a prayer of invocation offered by me and a short meditation. We talked a bit in general. I started the discussion off by noting that in general, the most distorted thing about Don’s questioning of the archetypal mind was that he kept trying to hook it into our conscious experience. He kept trying to make correspondences. Tobey agreed that this had occurred repeatedly in the questioning. Romi suggested that it might be a good idea to go around the circle talking about why we had come to this weekend and what the archetypes meant to us. We agreed and the resulting conversation took up the evening.

It was a fascinating and wide ranging discussion and made me very glad we had set aside this time for this sacred and resonant purpose. Jeremy was keeping notes so please check his entries for detail!

We came back to Camelot, those who were staying with Jim and me here, around 11 PM. Romi worked in the office duplicating the new images and Jim and I bade all the company a good night and came upstairs for a good snuggle and gentle conversation. We had not seen each other for a while!

Jim is taking this weekend to meditate and invoke the archetype of the Magician. He feels the Matrix of the Mind has much to teach him. He is greatly enjoying the rare opportunity for time alone. I am happy to say that his illness seems to have completely passed.

Saturday, February 11, 2006

The Midwinter Gathering was on my mind as I awoke and I got the Camelot Journal entry for yesterday written before going downstairs early to awake St. James, who is on retreat this weekend. We needed to get the Morning Offering done a bit early as we needed to be on the road to Shelbyville by 8:30. Attending were Tiffani, Jeremy, Steve T and Tobey as well as Jim and me.

It was a lovely 25 miles to Steve’s place, with snow dancing across the windscreen. By the time we arrived at his home the meadows and trees were covered and the view out the many windows of his place was of the classic Currier and Ives winter wonderland.

Romi passed out all the images he had xeroxed yesterday night at Camelot and we set out to discuss the archetypes in groups of three: the Matrices of Mind, Body and Spirit, then the Potentiators. That took the morning. We broke for lunch and had a sumptuous deli spread of soup, sandwiches and salad, with chips and dip and Tobey’s wife, Jennifer’s, brownies.

We took up with studying and discussing the Catalysts, then the Experiences, and finally the Significators in their trios and watched another spate of snow create beauty yet again before we had finished for the day. It was a fascinating discussion, with the wide variety of people in the circle offering vastly different points of view on various aspects of all these tarot images. We certainly did not agree on all points but what a fine experience it was to listen to so many interesting interpretations.

Notes I took during the day included these thoughts:

• Matrices: The Matrix of the Mind has pure expectancy. The Matrix of the Body expresses pure working. The Matrix of the Spirit equals pure “not yet self-aware.”
• In contemplating the archetype we are mentally active and using the Mind archetypes. All of the archetypes are that about which we cannot think except by the use of the Mind. The Spirit only comes into manifestation through the use of the Mind.
• Potentiators: The self as Matrix asks, “What is this?” The Matrix of Mind reaches for information on an incoming experience to ask about it. How do I feel or bias this? How do I interpret it? The Potentiators receive these requests. In the Mind, the Potentiator offers information. In the Body the Potentiator offers control and judgment. The Potentiator of Spirit offers the “Aha!” experience after allowing the self first to open to the Matrix of Spirit. The unconscious begins to be articulated.
• Catalysts: These express the material which we look at in making the choice in making the choice of how to deal with the core material of a particular incoming bit of action.
• Steve T. suggests that there are different kids of catalysts, those which come up normally through the roots of infinite energy, the infinite inflow of Creator energy through the soles of the feet and those which come down by inspiration from above because we have called for guidance and inspiration. About this I am not at all sure. It is a good thought, though.
• Experiences: It is costly to choose Experience in that there is discipline involved in developing the capacity to choose a more purely polarized experience.
• Significators: Tobey asked if we could say that perhaps our sub-Logos, our Sun, might have been a bit too ambitious in designing our Creation, citing the various failures of our people to achieve a harvest of any kind. I thought that a good point. Others suggested that perhaps we were having a hard time mostly because of the reform-school aspect of our planet, with so many populations joining us from other third-density planets relatively close to us who failed to complete 3-D on their home planets.

I was rude to Eccles, who very kindly forgave me. I became weary of hearing him read Zain’s comments on the cards read and finally asked if we could not hear his very Old Testament interpretations of the cards. Eccles had gone to some work indeed to copy out Zain’s work, and the identification of parts of the images (Is that a bird? A Plane? Superman?) was helpful, but Zain’s comments were quite moralistic and stern. Eccles kindly pampered me by doing so!

In general I think it was a remarkably loving and searching conversation with ten good people making a generous effort to create a safe and sacred place for each other to study these very challenging and provocative images.

It was a long day and Tiffani, Tobey and I broke it in mid-afternoon by stretching in the Library together. After the work of the day was done, we all caravanned over to the local Cracker Barrel Restaurant, where Gary was able to use his employee discount for our ten-party supper, which was a great help to our budget. We all ate and chatted expansively and continued the fellowship as night fell, then went home to our several places of rest.

Jim had had a good retreat day, he said when we got back to Camelot, and gotten a lot of good and needed work done, cleaning and cooking for next week. It was most pleasant for me to reunite with him. We had a Gaia Meditation with all of the gathered Camelot contingent, Gary, Steve T., Tiffani, Tobey and Jeremy joining Jim and me and Gary praying at the end. Jim and I came upstairs after that for a late-evening time together, showering and then settling into bed for the night.

Sunday, February 12, 2006

I arose early and wrote the Camelot Journal entry for yesterday before going downstairs for Morning Offering with our guests and Mick. Then we took off for Shelbyville for the last day of our Midwinter Gathering. We settled in to the discussion of the Transformations of Mind, Body and Spirit, then the Great Ways of Mind, Body and Spirit and finally the 22nd archetype, The Choice.

The morning’s conversation ran richly and deeply and in a way I was sorry to see the last comment collected and time for lunch come. The weekend has been a remarkably good one and I feel privileged to have been part of the group. I believe that Jeremy is publishing a much more detailed report on our Midwinter Gathering.

My own Notes on this morning were quite brief:

• Transformations—Tobey’s question was, “Does the Spirit complex get transformed or is it only a transforming agent, itself untouched?” I rather feel the shuttle of spirit is transformed as are all aspects of self as we move through our evolutionary process, disciplining our practice to increase will and faith. Jeremy and Steve T voted for the shuttle itself being unchanged.
• All aspects of body, mind and spirit can be sanctified.
• Great Ways—These cards express the milieu, ambience or environment of mind, body and spirit archetypes and also a substantial summary of the themes of each set of archetypes, so I found them very provocative. Many found them quite difficult to grasp. The more mystical of personality types seem to be more comfortable with these cards; the more scientifically minded, less comfortable. They seem quite non-literal, certainly.
• The Choice—I felt that the Choice was about he choice of A path, ANY path. It is the choice of committing to a path, whichever polarity you have chosen, and then leaping into it foolishly, with faith alone. Others felt that the Choice was about choosing a polarity, either service to others or service to self. I see it as an explication of the moment of the first or foundational choice of a path, and then the follow-through which lasts the lifetime.

After one last meal together we sat down again for the closing channeling session. We began, as we do all L/L Public Meditations, with a talk around the circle. Since we had been talking all weekend, this talk was focused on finding a group question to ask the Q’uo group for this session and we came up with one. It was, “Q’uo, how can we use the archetypes, especially the attempt to become the archetypes, as we work towards the development of our magical personality?” That is undoubtedly not the correct wording, but it is the sense of it. We also had several follow-up questions which were interesting. I look forward to seeing the transcript.

We took some time before we caravanned back to Louisville to repair our depredations on Steve F’s home, moving furniture back into both the Library and the Sun Room from Steve’s Living Room, where we had made a huge circle of all these wonderfully comfortable chairs for our deliberations together. It has been a wonderful space with its many crystals, even geodes as tall as 6 feet! What an energizing and aesthetically gracious and pleasing space! Once the furniture was restored to its usual placement we combed through his kitchen to pack away our leftovers from our breakfasts and lunches together. We had used most of the food we had purchased but came home with a good deal of extra bottled water and other drinks which we had gotten to be sure the assembled were comfortable. I am sure we will use it up eventually! We packed up the cars and came back to Camelot.

Roman came with us as he had some work to do on the computers, especially Traveller. We had a great time of conversation, then Jim and I disappeared for a bath and some relaxation together. When we emerged from that, the conversation was going strong and Romi had fixed tea. So we rejoined the festivities and Jim heated up our dinner. Jeremy and I decided to wait until tomorrow for his tutoring session as we were both very tired, and Jim and I went up to bed.

Monday, February 13, 2006

Wakeful through the night, I arose early and wrote the Camelot Journal entry for yesterday and then sat in thought for a while, setting goals for the day. I decided to work on a 400-word article of the type Jean-Claude asked me to create before going back to my book outline.

After a short snuggle with Mick, we had breakfast with Tobey and did our Morning Offering. Jeremy came up shortly thereafter and he sat down with me to show me how to post the Camelot Journal on to B4 instead of to lawof1. It is exciting that it is now time to do that! www.bring4th.org is finally becoming alive again. Jeremy tells me that my desire to have a round table of links and niches available for our surfers to explore is a very common one for groups such as ours. That is very fortunate it seems to me, as the tools for doing the site this way are more plentiful. I posted the last two days’ entries on B4.

Then I sat down to create a farewell posting to the www.lawof1.org site, letting them know where to go to follow the Camelot Journal from now on. In the absence of any word from Bruce P, who runs the lawof1 site, I have nothing certain to tell people about the journal and the forums on that site. I do not know where he is or anything about his circumstances or plans. Thusly my message was vague! It does not seem to matter, though, since although the post did not come back to me, I find that no post since 2-4-06, over a week ago, has been posted. I shall need to send to Jeremy the postings from February 5 to 10 for B4.

I got all the images used in the workshop three-hole-punched and archived the study binder. We had excellent study notes thanks to the work of Tobey and Romi, who supplied better images than we had to begin with, switching from the Fathman deck to the cards Don Elkins actually used in questioning. I sent Ian an update on the Midwinter Gathering which indicated it had been held and sent them to Jeremy’s blog for further reading if people wish to see how our discussion went. Jeremy was taking notes throughout the meeting and intends to create a fairly full report.

Tobey, Jeremy and I talked a good bit about the Labor Day meeting we have arranged to hold this summer. We need to create a poll which not only invites ideas for topics people wish to study this summer, but also asks people if they wish to submit a paper for presentation. We shall be working on that.

Jeremy and I made some sandwiches for his and Tobey’s trip back to snowy Virginia and we said farewell to them as well as to Tiffani and Gary. Tiffani is off to Texas while Gary is visiting his parents on the occasion of his Mom’s convalescence from surgery. Jim and I are alone in the house now! What an experience!

I wrote Ian about the wonderful book Stephen Tyman has written. It has been published now and he gave to L/L Research a good many copies of his book to sell. The books cost $30.00 each from the publisher, plus $5.00 shipping. Here’s the publishing information: It is entitled A Fool’s Phenomenology; Archetypes of Spiritual Evolution. It is printed by Hamilton Books of New York with a copyright date of 2006. Its ISBN number is 0-7618-3356-0. Mick and I absolutely loved reading this book, which we did when it was still in manuscript form. I hope you will consider buying a copy for the sheer pleasure of reading this author’s witty and deeply provocative and searching look at the first seven archetypes the Ra discussed in Book IV of The Law of One, the archetypes of the mind. It’s just a grand book.

I wrote Romi to summarize the trouble I have been having with Traveller. There are still glitches! I suppose when one switches systems that is only natural. I responded to Gary’s and my discussion of his work earlier today by making the material on snail mail and e-mail protocol which was on his first planning session notes into worksheets. Then I re-did his worksheet according to his report. I think this arrangement will work best now that Gary knows the routine well. He can always go back and check on any detail about which he is not sure.

Clearing my desk, I updated a couple of recipes Jim and Gary had given me and ordered a small rug for the front of the office and then sat down to work on the article for Jean-Claude.

I have observed in myself a real tendency to procrastinate on the large book project. I find myself clearing up old projects and finding ways to use time otherwise than to plunge into work on the outline and then the writing. It interests me greatly as to why I am doing this when as far as I consciously know, my chief goal and delight is to work on the LOO 101 book. Therefore I did a search on the word, procrastination, in the www.llresearch.org site. We have not asked about that word lately but it came up three times in the early ‘80s. The quotes, especially the one from the session dated July 27 1986, resonated greatly to me and I began work on reducing the thoughts in that session and my own story to 400 words. I got about halfway through the process, with far too many words, before Mick called bath time.

It is a good feeling to be getting an article done for Jean-Claude. However I do not feel I understand my own processes any better for having worked on the words and written something that sounds intelligent. Beneath all that, what is going on in my mind and heart? I think I shall need to be more careful, when I start for the day, to spend the first time of the day on the book project and THEN see what else needs to be done. My pattern for so many decades has been the opposite—seeing how the house needs can be fulfilled, tidying up all details with the L/L Research business and Jim’s lawn care business and only then allowing myself creative time.

We are such mysteries to ourselves. I shall need to spend some meditation time sitting with this pattern. It does not serve me very well any more. Time for a change!

After our bath we descended gently, with Democracy Now for news and World Link Music after that for entertainment, into relaxation and, after supper, the Gaia Meditation and some late-night sci fi, to sleep.

Monday, February 13, 2006

I am so pleased to announce that Jeremy W., our web guy for www.bring4th.org, has created anew the Camelot Journal on B4. He will be working in the next few days to move all the previous entries of the Camelot Journal from www.lawof1.org back over to B4, where the Camelot Journal and all our journals once lived. The B4 site was hacked thoroughly last spring and Bruce P., the web guy for lawof1, most kindly saved our Journals and Forums.

After Jeremy has solved the fairly intricate problems of format change—for Bruce and Jeremy have very different styles of code writing—on the Camelot Journal, in terms of moving the archived entries back to B4, he will tackle other aspects of Bruce’s site that we would like to move permanently back to B4.

Bruce has departed L/L Research, moving from Avalon Farm to a home with Native Americans in the Ozark range. He reports being very glad for the move and feeling that he is very much in the right place at the right time. We wish him well! And we are full of gratitude for all his help to us throughout the last over two years of association. We have said farewell to a dear friend, at least for the time being.

Bruce has not written Mick and me to let us know any of his plans. It is the kind of time in his life where he may be a while even in forming any plans. We do not know what he intends to do with the www.lawof1.org site, which is his site, not L/L Research’s site. It seems prudent to complete this planned move of the L/L Research material to B4 as speedily as we can.

As to the forums which are still working on lawof1.org, again, Mick and I cannot know at this point whether Bruce intends to keep the site and the forums going permanently. You are welcome to post to those forums while Bruce still has them up and also to post to the forums newly set up on B4. Go to www.bring4th.org, register and join in! Those forums are under L/L Research control and will reliably continue.

Thank you so much for coming by to check up on L/L Research doings. Move over to www.bring4th.org and you will find the Camelot Journal in its new home. I began posting there yesterday, with the entry for 2006-02-11. Blessings and L/L!—Carla

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Awakening early, I sat in the upstairs office and reflected on my progress on the Hays book so far. I have been good at doing everything designed to get me ready to work on the book but I have not moved forward much on the book yet. (My outline is reaching into its second chapter.) Some of the activity has been quite necessary, but I realized on reflection that what I have left undone is to embrace Jean-Claude’s solution, which is to spend the first portion of the working day on the main project. No matter what! I vowed to begin doing that. But, of course, not today! Tomorrow! And there are reasons for that, reasons which at this point I am questioning.

I decided that I would capitalize on this reflective, early-morning time by using it to write one of the two articles I need to write in order for Jean-Claude to send my work to UPI along with his own. Then I went to the desk and wrote the Camelot Journal entry for yesterday before coming downstairs to snuggle with the Mick man. It is a fine thought that this Valentine’s Day is our 26th together as part of a community and our 19th as husband and wife. We gave each other pretty cards with sweet thoughts and took a moment to count ourselves lucky dogs.

After splitting Jim’s Stover Crème Heart and eating it together—I had faithfully followed our solemn promise of “no presents” and Jim had not—we enjoyed Morning Offering and Jim took off for a morning of errands and work for his clients which lasted until about 2:30. This worked well for me, as I had chosen to take a late lunch, having spent the morning working on the article. I found that I write far too much and cover far too much ground, left to myself. I had reworked the material no less than six times, always to cut it down and simplify it, to make it single-pointed, before sending it on to Jean-Claude.

I scooted over to Dr. Hodes’ office so he could check my wound from the coccyx-cracking episode three weeks ago. The wound itself is much better, the bruise gone. Above the wound, there are still swelling and nerve symptoms, which I shared with him. He looked at the wound and said that he felt that still having an infection at the wound site after three weeks was worth another dose of antibiotics. He referred my woes with my right thumb, which continue, to a hand doctor. I will catch up with making that appointment tomorrow. Since I have gone to Dr. Atasoy, a hand surgeon, for over a quarter-century I would have preferred to be referred to him, but I decided to let the referral be, as Dr. Atasoy is at the point of retiring, I found at my last check-up with him.

Coming home I enjoyed bath time with Jim and settled in to a most relaxing bout of Amy Goodman and Democracy Now for news and then CSI and Star Trek for entertainment. Jean-Claude called as Star Trek was beginning and we talked for about an hour. He critiqued my article, which was not one-pointed enough yet, and talked about his own book project and plans. It was delightful to converse with his witty self.

Romi visited this evening and after the Gaia Meditation he came up and worked for a while on Traveller. H suggests that I let my personal friends know what my internal address is in the upstairs office so they can write me directly. He could not rescue three of my letters, which had gone rogue for some reason, but did suggest I simply send them again, as our server has been doing improvements lately and has been off-line. He feels that’s what happened with my mail—it got caught. So I will re-send. He also got Traveller set up so I can detach it from the desk setup and carry it to my Mama Chair up here. This is an excellent change.

Here’s a weird little factoid: Our local office supply store will only order two filing cabinets at a time. We ordered six and two came in yesterday. Jim brought them home and told me even the manager did not know about that “rule.” We ordered the second pair today and will order the third pair when we pick the second lot up, after we clear our Nebraska trip. Clearly they do not specialize in larger orders.

Filing cabinets in general are out of style in this day of electronic everything. However I am a great believer in making hard copies of anything literary on which I am working, as my experience with the entire genus of computers is that they can deliver themselves of fearsome and catastrophic memory-farts during which entire projects go away. So I make hard copies of everything I write day to day. This ends up creating lots of paper but on occasion I have been extremely glad that I had the back-up.

Romi stayed downstairs to watch the Olympic skiing on our TV as Jim and I came up to bed. We turned on some James Bond as one of the stations was having a festival of Bond films and let ourselves slide down towards sleep.

Wednesday, February 15, 2006

I am sorry to say that I did not keep my vow to start the day with 90 minutes of creative time. I was disappointed in myself and yet with the pressure of going out of town, plus the book-keeping crisis that happened this morning, I do not know how I could have acted differently. Clearly this is an issue for me: making time for myself to work creatively.

Rising early, I wrote the Camelot Journal entry for yesterday and then studied material from Jeremy and Tobey on creating parts of B4. After Jim and I arose and had Morning Offering I wrangled the snail mail that has piled up since Christmas, preparing 30 letters to take with me and answer while I am in Nebraska, plus the vast letter from Papa, which will be much more of a long job to answer.

Dottie came in and I descended to greet her and discovered that she was thinking of quitting. She promises to give it a couple more weeks. If she is not able to conquer the job, she says she will stick around until I find a new person. She also offered to train that person. So all will be well. I am sorry she is so overmastered by this job. I hope she will get over this first “hump” of not knowing our system. It should start getting much easier soon for her if she will persevere.

After lunch and stretching I went for a lab test at Dr. June’s office. She is my rheumatologist and checks to make sure my anti-inflammatory medications are not doing damage to my liver or some other organ. They found a vein for getting the blood drawn that they needed on the third try!

I went through the Inbox on Maggie, since Gary had not gotten to do that before he left on his trip to see his folks in Ohio, and since I will be gone for a week, and responded to e-mail from:

• Louise N., who is a lawyer but specializes in a different part of contract law and cannot help us with mediation advice in our contract dispute with Schiffer Publications.
• Sandie, to arrange the next channeling for Planet Light Worker.
• Steve F, to set up the PLW question and to thank him for the weekend.
• Alex, to give permission for him to quote from our work in his own writing.
• Frank B, to welcome him to come visit us later this spring. Frank is a Mayan shaman living in the Chicago area and working with young people to get them off the streets and into their own magical nature.
• Dianne S, to thank her for her Valentine e-card.
• Jeremy, answering several letters about setting up a report section for the Midwinter Gathering on the archetypes in Book IV.
• Vara to make plans for getting our hair cut.

I also sent Dianne S.’s son and his fiancée a wedding gift from Jim and me, wrote Ed A., Maria R. and Rosi B. to express my regret that they had not been able to come to the Midwinter Gathering because they had children, which were not allowed in the place we held the meeting, and wrote Romi to let him know that Microsoft has sent us a snail-mail request to update our system in certain ways because of a lawsuit and to invite him to respond to it as he felt right.

All of this seemed important to clear so I could leave town feeling that all was well. Even in writing this entry I still cannot see how I could have avoided this activity. And yet the fact remains that I did not write today!

This must change. I will have a strong and focused intention when I return home to make this change and get the writing first in my life. Everything has been done to make this possible. Now it is up to me.

Tomorrow, we pack and leave for a week with Jim’s Mom in Lexington, Nebraska. Jim and I love riding out there and back. We have a wonderful time in the car and at the motel in Missouri halfway there, talking, not talking, listening to music or to silence and just being together. It is a real treat. The visit, while we are in Nebraska, is less thrilling for us but comes under the heading of those things we do because, looking back on them, we will feel we have done the right thing. Jim’s Mom is 88. She needs to be pampered now, while she is still in the flesh and amongst us. She deserves it, being a good and loving Mom and devoted to us both as we are to her.

So we will be with her this next week, sharing her 24/7 CNN Headline News, her game shows and talk shows, her soap operas and police scanner. And of course her company. As I have said before in this Journal, my archetypal Mom experience is the TV blaring away a top volume, the scanner bleeping and burbling and both Jim and Mom fast asleep. I cannot turn down the sound because Mom will wake up and I don’t want to disturb her. Such is our time in Nebraska. We shall try again, this time, to take her somewhere just for the variety. That takes ingenuity as the places to go in Nebraska are not thick on the ground.

I went to choir practice after our bath and then Jim and I went to hear Steve Crews play at Park Place restaurant at the ball park downtown. He plays a sweet piano. He gave me a great story about Bill Evans and Jamie Aebersold and then told me I could not use it. Hmpf! But the music was wonderful. We did the Gaia Meditation at the bar, holding hands under the table.

Coming home, we experienced the oddity of being entirely alone in the house! It does not happen often. We came upstairs and slid down into sleep watching the James Bond festival on AMC. Jill St. John in outrageous costumes illuminated our distraction! And so to bed.

Thursday, February 16, 2006

I am posting this entry quite early in the day and anticipating my own activity for L/L Research, as I wanted to be sure and note that this Journal will not have any entries for the 7 days I am gone. I shall return to these pages on February 24.

I arose early this morning and wrote the Camelot Journal entries for yesterday and today before going downstairs to snuggle with the Mick. I expect we will have our Morning Offering as usual and then I shall pack for the journey. I am taking all my snail mail and expect to catch up on that during the trip. I am also taking a couple of books I want to read before writing about 2012. John Major Jenkins has done a good job of summarizing the data of the Mayan myth cycle in his book, Maya Cosmogenesis and I will use his data. We worked together at a couple of Scott Mandelker’s Time of Global Shift seminars a couple of years back and I really enjoyed his speeches. He is a serious seeker and our enjoyment was mutual, for he yearns for more mystical experience in his life and that was my subject matter. I shall take that book with me and also works by Walter Russell which look interesting and have to do with the shift in consciousness, which he predicted back in the 1940s. He was a true visionary.

Jim will take several scrapbook projects with him to work on. This is the last of his off-season and he is eager to get those projects finished. Our L/L Research photograph archives will then be complete again except for the many pictures that are currently stuck inside our digital camera and the computers of the Camelot system. So far, no luck in printing them out! There is hope, though. Several people are determined to solve the problem. It is a matter of their finding the time to visit!

Wish us a fine journey—the weather looks good so far—and a visit in Nebraska that makes Mom happy. We shall return to Camelot and our labors of love in a week. You all have fun and be sweet till then! I shall be thinking of you all and wishing you well.

Wednesday, February 22, 2006

The trip to Nebraska was a great success. Weather was cold on the way west, plunging from 72 at ST. Louis to 2 above zero in a matter of hours. We enjoyed vast, wheeling clouds of waterfowl and raptors migrating and hunting—ducks and geese, whooping cranes and sandhill cranes and a good many hawks. We even saw two bald eagles!

Mom McCarty was well pleased to have us with her and we mostly enjoyed time at home with her, although we did, unexpectedly, take in a showing of the Plum Creek Players’ version of the stage play, South Pacific. I had intended to fire up the computer and keep up with e-mail as well as write Papa a long-deferred letter. However Traveller developed a bad cold. Some of the letters were numbers or other characters. I could not use either Word or Outlook.

Jim and I worked with the outline all the way out there and all the way back. It was a perfect process! While I was in Nebraska I created the old 3×5” card system and moved my topics around until I could feel the flow of the book’s discussion. Then on the way back I checked it all with him, including a pesky problem we’d had where almost everything in Chapter Seven, my last chapter, was eliminated. What would rise from the ashes? It turned out, the Introduction. Voila! It feels really good.

I also got caught up on snail mail, writing 30 notes and letters, mostly thank-you notes for the bounty of gifts received and much appreciated this last Christmas season. This included writing all my prisoners and letting them know that I will no longer be writing them myself. Another volunteer for L/L Research will share time and energy with them. It is the logical and obvious solution to the impossible overcrowding of my time. I still feel a pang.

It was wonderful to pull in the driveway to Camelot. The daffodils, jonquils and tulips are above ground and the Lenten Roses and crocuses are glorious. Gary was just back from his penultimate duty period with the Army Reserve, as he has just one more month of duty before being discharged at the end of a six-year commitment.

I am proud of him for seeing this through. It is an honor to serve our country. I have always felt so, although had I been on the spot as men are in this society, I believe I would have chosen the Peace Corps, Vista or some other program that allowed me to stay out of any environment in which I would take up arms against those of my tribe.

Jim and I both had a feeling of “Here Comes the Rush” as we came home. For him it is the start of full-time work as the mowing season kicks into gear. For me, it is plunging ahead with the book in a focused time of creative work. In both cases we shall need to keep it simple and think one day at a time. We look forward to it all, and hope to invoke Jim’s mantra, “Relax and enjoy!”

Wednesday, February 22, 2006

Thanks to everybody who participated in the Archetypes Gathering. We are trying to get attendees to write about their experiences, so send your essays, notes, etc.—or a link to it—to Carla.

Thursday, February 23, 2006

Today was a beautiful, warm and sunny day. I got the Camelot Journal entry written before going down to awaken Mick. We had a good Morning Offering and a brief talk about the work of the day—a filing cabinet mix-up meant some units were shorter than the others—and he set off to accomplish many errands on behalf on the cause of finishing my office and getting books mailed out while I came back upstairs to work on the book outline.

By the end of the day I had a fair start on it. I shall look at it tomorrow to see whether it needs more tinkering. Then I shall make a brief summary of what each chapter holds—the flow of it—and send that combination off to Bill and Denise, Jean-Claude and Eccles. The first two will look at it for marketing, Jean-Claude will have an author’s eye and Eccles will be looking for topics to add to the data base he promised to grow for my use in working on this material.

Dottie, the book-keeper, reports feeling OK with the books for the very first time now, so she may well work out. I hope so! We conferred several times during the day. We agreed that I should ask Melissa for help with tax work.

Gary and I had a planning meeting. He is very organized, with a list of questions for e-mail and another list for general work. It makes it very easy to get things done and I much appreciate his work style and attitude. The www.bring4th web site seems to be coming along well. Gary is now working with Jeremy on how the niches and links will be handled on that site.

It has changed a good bit from its original concept, which was much more hands on, with a group of people who were contributing material daily visualized but never realized. Right now I am the only voice on B4 every day. I hope that will change! Jeremy will consider importing the part of his blog which concerns the LOO material, I believe. Gary has agreed to keep a journal on-line. Jim has promised to make entries. It’s a start. And once a start is made, perhaps we shall coax other bloggers into sharing on-line with the people who come to our site.

Our L/L Research veep, Morris H., lost his Mom, Ethel, to extended illness and old age—she was 88—and Jim and I ended the day’s work by attending the viewing out in Fern Creek. It gave us a chance to enjoy the mild evening breezes and we greatly enjoyed catching up with Morris and also with Beth, his sister and my beloved friend since college days. We also visited for the first time in years with Linda, Morris’s wife and other members of her family who used to run tame in our apartment back in the ‘70s. They are all grown up now with their own grown children!

Back home, we had the Gaia Meditation and then watched a bit of sci fi TV and said good night.

Friday, February 24, 2006

I wrote the Camelot Journal entry for yesterday before going downstairs to snuggle with Mick and have our Morning Offering. We left immediately thereafter for the funeral for Morris’s and Beth’s Mom, Ethel. It was a sweet, informal service, followed by a generous luncheon at Ethel’s and her husband, Frank’s, church. We re-met many of their family members who had come to our meditation meetings, far back in the early ‘70s. What a trip down memory lane! It was wonderful to spend just a bit of time with Morris and Beth, as well. They have not seen each other for eight years, as Beth is a teacher and can only come to visit the birth family in the summer whereas Morris, the very important CEO, can get away only at Christmas—except, of course, for a death in the family. They are two of the most bright lights on this planet and it was superb to rest in their presence and affection.

Ethel was much loved, full of years and very ill for years before her passing, so all were aware that hers was a healing through death into larger life rather than something about which to be truly sad. I loved her and was most pleased to tell her so yesterday as we went through the formal observances that bring closure to those who grieve.

Jim and I returned in time for me to rest a bit and Jim to do some work, spiffing up our yard. Then it was time to tune for the Planet Light Worker channeling. Steve and Sandie arrived and it was a treat to include Jim in our circle of seeking. The question was concerning the tribes of Earth before Lemuria and Atlantis. The Q’uo group talked about late second-density tribes of great apes. They also talked a bit about the genetic diddling which had been done to our physical vehicles, making them more upright and less prognathous of jaw so as to be more dextrous and also smarter. They indicated that this had unforeseen consequences which were not desired—the rise of arrogance and hostile behavior. It was an interesting session.

I went out to be treated to a wonderfully luxurious dinner with Steve and Sandie while St. James stayed home to cook for the week ahead and to clean the kitchen. Talk about Cinderfella! However Jim did not desire in any way to join the supper crowd. He is a true stay-at-home if he can do it. I am more of a gadabout in that I adore the restaurant experience, new tastes, good conversation and a fine chance to relax and enjoy pleasant company. Jim in a group of more than two—he and I—tends to be restless and yearn for home.

We heard from Bruce at last. He is in the process of moving from Avalon to a group who needs his help in the Ozarks. He is content and pleased with this development and we are very happy for him.

I have not had a chance to engage with any catch-up on e-mail from when we were gone last week. Hopefully I shall be able to clear my desk tomorrow somewhat, at least, between church and the meditation meeting at 4 PM.

Jim and I enjoyed a late bath and the Gaia Meditation before coming upstairs to sink slowly down into our dreams with the help of the Boob Tube, that great bringer of distraction and sleep!

Monday, February 27, 2006

Arising a bit early, I played some solitaire, enjoying the calm roll of the cards on screen. I shall refrain from playing this addictive game during Lent and am very appreciative of my remaining silly-time. Then I wrote the Camelot Journal entry for yesterday.

Mick and I gave our Morning Offering together and he set off to work in the office downstairs while I spent the morning with the LOO 101 book, checking the outline and adding a précis for the Introduction and the first four of seven Chapters,

After lunch, Jim moved outside to work. It is perhaps my last week to have his help around Camelot’s house and grounds and I was most pleased to see a large pile of brush from the winter’s deposits to us and to Jim’s clients get chipped and shredded, then added to our plantings as mulch. Jim did all sorts of yard work after that, taking his middle-sized mower, Suzie, into the pet cemetery and cleaning up all the fallen debris there and blowing and then raking up clutter all over our not-quite-acre of gardens and meadow. The winter’s predations are pretty much cleared now and we are ready to welcome the bounty of spring. All our devas were dancing! Crocuses are blooming all over now and our neighbor has a huge patch of naturalized croci making a lovely lavender carpet all over her side yard.

I took the early afternoon to edit the channeling we had done Saturday for Planet Light Worker and sent it off to Steve and Sandie. I also arranged with Sandie to have lunch with her on Friday. I wrote Wynn, who wants to do a book on the Q’uo channelings, and offered him a couple of different times to call me later this week.

Bruce had stayed the night and went back to Avalon after getting some errands done here in Louisville today. He will be clearing winter debris at Avalon during this month while he packs his household goods up to move to the Ozarks to help his newfound family there. I sent him an e-mail to make sure we have good contact. My sometimes hinky Traveller had failed to “send” to his address repeatedly in the past. I fear Trav may have a black hole secreted somewhere in the works, as several people have had trouble getting through to me, and mail from me has gotten lost. Hmmmmm! One wonders!

I took a look at the first transcribed letter tape before sending it on to Ian for consideration. It looked as though it had the kind of spiritually oriented informational content that I recalled having put into those letters and I thought Ian may wish to archive these letters on his site. Otherwise we will create a niche for them on B4. It is grand to have found Joan, or for her to have found us. She said she enjoyed doing these and took a bunch more to transcribe. We have about 150, Gary reports, altogether.

These letter tapes were created during the late ‘80s and early ‘90s, during a time when I could not sit up to use the computer. It was difficult even to breathe. I would work the tape recorder with it lying on my chest and the mike right up to my mouth, as I was having trouble breathing and so my voice was faint. Yet I felt at the time that I was doing some really good work, sharing the spirit with those who were asking me for counsel. So I saved copies of many of these letter tapes. Now that our channeling sessions are pretty much transcribed, we are starting to send out these letter tapes. Joan is our first letter tape volunteer.

I spent the remainder of the afternoon gathering up all the information received from Eccles on his work on the database of quotes from the Q’uo for the Hays book. I looked through everything and wrote him, eventually. I had asked for no quotes earlier than 2000, and Eccles had placed quite a few earlier quotes in the database already, so I reminded him that I will probably not use any quotes except those found in sessions dated 2000 to the present. My feeling is that, firstly, people like to see contemporary dates and feel they are getting new information. Secondly, I used the database of our archives up through 1999 for the Wanderer’s Handbook. I would like the quotations used in this LOO 101 book to be unique.

I am happy to say I received a CD from Papa, my teacher, today containing over 100 pages of his letters, three of them. A treasure! Since my dear Traveller would not work in Nebraska I did not write him yet. I shall have to make that a project for evenings when St. James takes a late work period.

Gary arrived home in time for the Gaia Meditation and after that we conversed for a while before heading upstairs.

Sunday, February 26, 2006

The day dawned sunny and freezing cold and it was a pleasure to snuggle in and sleep a bit later than usual for me. I did the Sunday puzzles and then went to St. Luke’s to offer praise and thanks and lift my voice in song. I managed to drop a piece of my music stand down on my left thumb while trying to adjust its height and dashed off to stem the bleeding. Fortunately Toni, another choir member, had a band-aid and some antibiotic ointment handy and I have had a recent tetanus shot! Drama abounds sometimes! It was a long service, honoring the 30 acolytes of the parish and baptizing three new members. The music was lovely, Anglican and new to me and I quite enjoyed it. That repertoire fits my voice so well, boy-soprano, flute-like mezzo that I am.

Bruce P. arrived from his adventures shortly after Jim and I ate lunch and stretched. He had a very positive tale to tell and will be moving to the Ozarks to help the new group who were waiting for him. It seems a wonderful outcome to his search for new meaning and purpose and Jim and I are most happy for him.

He had many questions about his recent experiences for the Q’uo group. It was the first time in many years that the voice of the Q’uo principle was Hatonn rather than Latui. The voice needed, for this day, to be one of pure love, unadulterated by wisdom. It was a startling experience for me as a channel as it was so unexpected. But the Q’uo in this configuration passed every challenge and I went with it.

I liked especially the inclusion of periods of silence in the channeling session in order that we might feel the love about which they talked.

Gary arrived after a hard day’s work as a server at Cracker Barrel and we conversed and watched the closing of the Olympic Games before Mick and I went up to snuggle and eventually to sleep.

Tuesday, February 28, 2006

February has flown by and its last day was a little piece of spring sunshine with the high temperature near 70. I got the Camelot Journal entry written for yesterday before snuggling with Jim. We had our Morning Offering and then Jim started working on shelving for the downstairs hall, a project much needed for some time. Vara’s shelving has been used and needs to be given back to her. When we have the hall shelving complete, we’ll be able to offload those books into the hall and give her shelves back. Then we can put more shelving up in the living room and spread the collection out so it can grow some more. As always, the collection grows faster than we can properly shelve it. And yet as a librarian I have to cheer! Our special library of weird stuff is becoming a really good one.

I came upstairs and worked through the précis for another two chapters before leaving for a haircut at Images at noon. Vara and I met there and we shared her birthday lunch at our favorite sushi place, Tokyo Restaurant. Vara is doing well at her new farmhouse, enjoying the woodchucks and other critters and doing a lot of reflection and seeking, as she hoped to do. She reports healing well in the country air, despite her having no sanitary facilities yet—no bathroom or running water. This will come! Steve F., whose farm it is, found that it would cost a hefty sum to remove the dwelling. Therefore he figures he can spend that sum to fix the farmhouse up and make an asset out of what was a liability. It was grand to see and hear that she was just fine. She agreed to help with the taxes, a boon indeed.

I came back to discover that both Dottie and Gary had questions for me. Gary reported responding to over 100 e-mails during his day of working for L/L Research as admin! I know I never speeded that fast on my best day. Dottie worked on the books all day. She says she feels much more secure now in the work and believes she can continue to do it for us. We are blessed in both loving workers. I worked with both of them, responding to their questions and concerns, until Jim called bath time.

I was extremely fatigued for some reason and kept falling asleep over the news, even though Amy Goodman had a particularly sharp show on, focusing on the Iraq debacle. It is clear that good men at all points of the political compass wish nothing more now than to fold our tents and steal away quietly in Iraq. I have a growing hope that this will occur, both because of this growing tide of opinion in the men elected and because the people of this country, loyal Republicans like Jim’s Mom, are now of the opinion that we do not belong there.

We had a good supper and conversation and I sang “Bring Each Other Home” at the Gaia Meditation. Then Gary, Jim and I watched CSI until my eyes clanked shut one too many times, and we decided to call it a night.

L/L Research Carla’s Niche Camelot Journal February, 2006

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