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From one of the greatest lovers the world has ever known, a few observations about love:
“Though others this have said, ‘tis indeed true, love is the glue whose purpose, among other things, is to fill in what we might perceive of as empty space, creating a coherent whole ~ be it micro or macro. Love binds us to each other as well as to the dimensions we inhabit. In essence, it’s our reason for being ~ THE reason why everything IS. So all-encompassing are its perspectives that for all practical purposes love is unfathomable. Having neither sides nor bottom, it cannot be plumbed.” ~ Rudolph Valentino
Yes, Rudy was/is an icon of love, a ‘silent’ screen star that left this world at a relatively young age. So what is he doing talking about Seniors? Of course, you have to first suspend your disbelief that this kind of communication is even possible! But it is, and I am not the first person to channel Rudolph Valentino nor will I be the last. He’s always had a lot to say, and a little matter like death is not going to change that fact!
The Senior experience, which is currently part and parcel of my own personal reality, is the genesis for our second collaboration, Going for Excelsior: Thriving in Seniorhood. What is it about? How best to navigate our ‘Golden Years,’ safely, smartly, and creatively. GFE is a practical self-help/personal growth tool for Seniors, a blueprint for active living ~ how to embrace where you’re at in your life, find hidden gems, turn up the voltage! Most of us will have the opportunity to be a Senior, for greater or lesser periods of time. Why not have a good handle on it before you arrive at that age bracket, and/or fully embrace and enjoy it if you are already there?
One of the most noteworthy aspects of this book, I think, is its thoughtful examination of phenomena that are often associated with Seniors, such as Dementia and Alzheimer’s. They are scourges, to be sure, provoking concerns that are constantly being fueled by the media. But what if there is a bigger picture view of why these conditions occur? Offered in the spirit of love, here is an excerpt from Going for Excelsior that addresses Alzheimer’s, examining its import and genesis. Rudolph Valentino, speaking through me:
“Sometimes oldsters have to use every trick in the book to solve their karmic riddles. Alzheimer’s provides its clients with a rest from daily drudgery, so that they can begin the diffusing process, the decrease in specificity that some souls need to experience prior to transition. It is a phenomenon that appears to lessen one’s mental acumen yet it does not. Alzheimer’s is a fooler, a rabbit-warren wherein the patient hides from the vagaries of the tangible world. Never fear, a lot of work is going on while anyone is in this state, sort of analogous to being alive while at the same time appearing somewhat deadened. To the onlooker, it is a very curious condition, heart-breaking too, especially if you are one of their loved ones and they yours. Again, never fear; they can still feel love and even project it, though usually in rather off-handed ways.
What are they doing? Exploring their inner realms, in other words, day-dreaming, which does not correspond to what most people agree on as reality. So, they listen to their own drummers (that perhaps is the most apt metaphor) and dance to their own tune. Have compassion for them but don’t dismay. Alzheimer’s per se is not a bad thing. It’s one of many devices the soul uses to further its own work. There is awareness among Alzheimer’s patients, though for the most part we, as observers, cannot discern it. They are aware but they are aware of different things than the rest of us, we who think in an unfettered way and can breathe freely, without any sort of restriction or supervision. They, too, advance. Alzheimer’s is not a step backwards nor is it karmic punishment. Karma is involved only in the sense that for Alzheimer’s patients it may be more complex, so much so that they need to focus on their innards to an even greater degree than most other people and again, that is what they are doing, shining a light on the inside, conducting research, making connections, self-circuiting. I would also say arcing and sparking, plugging in, being constantly engaged in their own worlds. They are re-wiring themselves prior to being re-born. Death for them is even more of a re-birth than it is for those who know not of this supposed malady.”
People often get angry when they perceive someone dropping out. Alzheimer’s patients chose to drop out, true, but they did it in good stead and for many a valid reason. Again, have compassion and send them a loving thought. In a way, they are caught in the in- between, a living death ~ not bad, just what is. The bounty we can harvest from our inner gardens never ceases to amaze. Think of an Alzheimer’s ward as just another stage or film set where drama ensues. That is all it is.”
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About the Author:
A life-long student of metaphysics and transformation, Wayne has both taught in public school and been a personal property appraiser. Wayne Hatford now resides in Santa Rosa, California where he and the Valentino essence continue their collaboration.
His latest book is Going for Excelsior: Thriving in Seniorhood.
About the Book:
‘Seniorhood’ ~ Where people often like to perceive us, once we have attained a certain age. Also, where we can choose to thrive, with clarity of purpose ~ and by design!
“Like all those who currently inhabit a body, you, too, are getting ready for Excelsior. Especially allow the 60’s, 70’s, 80’s and beyond of your ages to be magical in this regard, for you to be way-showers, preparing yourselves mentally, physically and spiritually for the next phase. There always is a next phase, by the way, and we are always getting ready for it. You are part of a grand design as am I. There is no other option!” ~ Rudolph Valentino
Now, let’s return to the more common definition of Excelsior, the loose packing material that is most associated with the shipping of fine art or antiques. It can come from many sources and, as a result, may have lots of different ‘looks.’ Metaphysically-speaking, however, Excelsior is a container for the soul and, being somewhat porous, allows for entry and exit, not only of the soul itself, but also of vibrations, both ours and those of other people. It might be easier to think of Excelsior as skin, that living, breathing, largest organ of the body whose properties model those of the Veil. Yes, once again our skin is a version of the Veil, that curtain of energy that separates the dimensions and whose function also is, under certain circumstances, to allow energy to pass through it. Our skin shields us from danger, yet it also allows us to shine our Light. Have you ever heard someone say that so and so’s skin was translucent? All of our skins are translucent. We shine, projecting the inner spark that is soul to the outer world while, at the same time, receiving Light from others, those we encounter in our daily lives. This is how we determine who to interact with, by what our impressions are of their Light. If, for example, we feel inundated or limited by their presence, it’s a sign that we ought to move on. So it’s about the quality of Light of each soul, which is the determining factor. This does not mean, however, that some souls have inferior Light. Rather, it simply signals that their frequencies are very different from ours and, as a consequence, are experienced as jarring. The converse could also be true ~ that we, too, might upset the applecart because our vibrations are not all that harmonious with theirs.
The following is perhaps a heady idea but, I think, very apropos. In lots of new age books, individual souls have often been referred to as Light workers. Indeed, that is exactly what we are, always putting on a show for our fellow travelers, those who happen to be in the body at the same moment as we. The skin, or Excelsior, monitors this so-called Light show, mostly on auto-pilot, but sometimes with the greatest of attention on our parts. What is it that throws the switch or adjusts the rheostat? A combination of factors, including, but not limited to, our own free will, emotional state of being and current degree of alignment. If we’re in sync with ourselves and our environment ~ in the flow, of course we glow. The soul is electric, like a dynamo or atom, independently functioning forever, and one of its modalities is to shed Light. That’s right, a soul cannot die, what we all know inside. It’s only the body that is capable of carrying out that task.
If you will, take a moment to focus on the porous nature of the skin. Not only does the soul make one definitive entrance and exit per physical body, but also countless others that are far more casual, such as each time we fall asleep or wake up. Yes, our soul or consciousness goes off to play in the Astral, in the so-called dream world when we sleep while remaining tethered to the physical body. It’s only when we die that the connection is broken and the soul can no longer re-enter the body. Some of you are more aware of the phenomenon of constantly leaving the body to dream than others. In the state we call half-sleep, people often sense their consciousness either floating close to the body or re-entering it with a thud when they suddenly awake. The skin, or Excelsior, breathes too, though in a more subtle way, in and out, mimicking the work of the lungs. Interesting that it’s the lungs, heart and skin that are the last bastions of movement before the body becomes inert, what we label as dead. At the very instant the first two stop working, the skin is poised to exhale the soul, ready to perform its final function.
Think of the skin that covers our bodies as millions of tiny mirrors, fractals with dampers that can be opened and closed at will. Yes, that is what we do when we emit Light, reflect it through the pores of our skin, and they are also the pathway for the Light of others to reach us. We are like solar panels then, forever in the process of reflecting and absorbing. What an exquisite landscape we wear! Who knew that packing material had such beauty, form, and function?
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