THE DOLPHIN GATEWAY OF UNDERSTANDING
It occurred to me once, after an extended period of swimming with dolphins in the wild, that humans are only about one quarter as acclimated to their world, as these cetaceans are to theirs. Then, in revelatory tones, I thought, perhaps this 4:1 ratio may also exist in terms of our relative intelligence. New ideas began to pour into my head. I sensed that any kind of intelligent communications between humans and dolphins must certainly come from the dolphin's side. Many researchers, in their attempts to set up a platform from which to establish a link, have mistakenly tried only to "talk down" to the creatures. Instead, our task must be to try and read up to their level. A line from some book came floating into my mind: "Communication is only possible between equals," someone had written. I felt that if I had any hope of a salient interchange with a dolphin, I must adapt to their perspective to even begin. So far, I didn't know enough to do that. I seemed to possess a strong belief that the path to understanding this enigma would come first from my heart; I might make a real contact on an emotional level first. At that point, if the conditions were right, intuition tempered by insight, might allow me some access to another level of understanding. These thoughts, just kind of rushed into my consciousness; although, they didn't appear as totally foreign either. I began to follow the line of thinking and decided that the nature of this understanding was roughly double that of the current accepted perceptual abilities. A kind of quantum-leap that represented a possible trend of current mutation. A trend that begins with each individual, but leads to a composite (consensus reality) where all the parts, contribute to, and make up the whole: a Holographic Paradigm. Then suddenly, it occurred to me that the dolphin's intellect can't even get through to humans at these current levels or ratio (4:1). The equation must be halved before any real communication can begin. Humans must double our perceptual capacity. But how?
. . . I struggle, sometimes senselessly, with a mental medicine ball, juggling it around and within an abstract notion. . .
. . . I perceive at times, a mercurial mobility, to take quantum leaps of faith in imagination, and feel at home with an atmosphere others might deem, "impossible," a word that has recently disappeared from my vocabulary. . .
The dolphins use no spoken or audible language. Instead they employ a highly evolved form of mind-speak that is communicated holographically, through subtle vibrations of energy. To begin to understand their language is to begin to understand the dynamics of a holophysical existence. That is to say, a multi-dimensional perception of reality. It's sitting right there in front of our eyes just like one of those popular books that provides a 3-D image if you stare at the squiggles long enough. You know the ones, right? The thing is, humans as a whole, don't know enough about themselves and their world, to just flip into that channel of thinking, as it were. But there is a way, I think. It has to do with two personality traits we all carry but seldom use; non-artistic types and men especially: Intuition and Imagination. These two are the keys to our understanding the next level of human evolution. Personally, I am convinced more than ever, that each of our lives has some Divine purpose (porpoise?), and that through imagination and trust in intuition, we might catch a glimpse of our destinies. What else is really worth our attention? It means taking a step back, or in, as the case may be, from the day to day struggle of existence, and looking through a macro/micro lens at the world and reality. Even finding that the deeper you go into the abstract, and the less there is sure footing, can become the satisfying element of metaphorically flying upon the wings of imagination and intuition. Of course, it helps to have a net below if you intend to do trapeze within such thought forms. This is where the "pod" comes in.*
Thought Forms, cast like a bottle upon this endless Ethereal sea, Looking for that Other, wherever it/he/she/they may be. . .