Seth Speaks Newsletter

Volume XXIII
Riverbeing 1 by Tracy Marshall
In This Abreviated Blog Issue XXIII:
September 11th Foretold by Susan M. Watkins
Seth — “An Integral Conscious Creation Myth” Part 12 of 15 by Paul Helfrich
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September 11th Foretold
by Susan M. Watkins Since September 11, each of us has had to find a way to reconnect with the world in something like the old routines and philosophies that comprised our individual perspectives before those profoundly shocking events took place. Any sort of belief that our reality might originate from within has not provided an especially comfortable cushion. In fact, such ideas are often unsettling and not infrequently maddening, since they inevitably lead to questions about unconscious knowledge and intent. As in: What inner focus led each of us—every one of us in this reality, wherever we might live and however immediately or not we were involved—to experience this literal explosion of tragedy and social upheaval that seemed to come upon us all without warning? What collective purpose does this represent? Over time I’ve begun to form my own thoughts about such questions, and within that framework, what is particularly interesting to me is the apparent fact that, however horrific and appalling all this has been, the one thing it was not was “unknown.” Just on the outward level of apparent happenstance, there were dozens of stories rising out of September 11 about people who lived or died by making last-minute changes of plans, either consciously (in deciding to take an earlier or later flight, or to go into work later than usual, or not at all) or “un“consciously (as with the fellow who fell asleep on the subway for the first time ever and thus missed his morning stop under the World Trade Center). Disasters like this (and indeed all events), whether small and personal or huge and universal, are always surrounded by these tales (the financier George Vanderbilt canceled his plans at the last minute to sail on the Titanic because his mother had a “bad feeling” about it), and they are fascinating and worthy of record and study in themselves. Inner knowing and response to that knowing is the gel that comprises experience, after all.
Just as intriguing is the kind of precognition that comes in the form of dreams and dream-like correlations. As I discovered some years ago when I did the research for a book about dreams in a small town, such prescience, when it happens, rarely gives a complete picture or an explicit warning. Instead, it tends to provide glimpses of the thing to come, as if tailored to your personal need-to-know factor. Moreover, these “glimpses” seem to keep giving out bits of information after the fact, in something like an awareness/response cool-down mode.
I have some examples of pre– and post-cognitive dreams about September 11. My own occurred September 8 or 9, the Friday or Saturday night before. Uncharacteristically, I didn’t write it down (since writing makes things more real for me, maybe this was a subliminal defense mechanism). It was in vivid color and perfectly clear, though confused. I was trying to make my way down through piles of fiery rubble to get to the depths of hell to rescue a friend—someone who in fact had died some years ago. Why this friend should be in hell, specifically the last circle of hell as in Dante’s Inferno, I didn’t know, but it was up to me to find him and lead him out of there. Along the way, through dark-fire mazes of rocks and twisted building girders, I kept meeting other people clambering through the ruins, but nobody would give me any directions or help me in any way. I crawled and stumbled on and on, lower and lower, and the noise and confusion got worse and worse—until I woke up, unsure if I’d found my friend. Had I glimpsed him down there, at the bottom of hell, or not? Had I failed, and left him behind? For several moments, I was disoriented and heartsick.



