Ships of Song: A Parable of Ascension

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An epic adventure, Ships of Song, A Parable of Ascension, explores the holographic nature of humanity, integrating science, religion, philosophy and fantasy into a cinematic view of human existence. It reveals the intricate tapestry of a loving universe which orchestrates the delicate dance of oneness with All That Is, offering hope for a brighter future and the realization that we are not alone in the universe. The setting for the Ships of Song is deep within the North Carolina mountains at a date in the not too...
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Overview

An epic adventure, Ships of Song, A Parable of Ascension, explores the holographic nature of humanity, integrating science, religion, philosophy and fantasy into a cinematic view of human existence. It reveals the intricate tapestry of a loving universe which orchestrates the delicate dance of oneness with All That Is, offering hope for a brighter future and the realization that we are not alone in the universe. The setting for the Ships of Song is deep within the North Carolina mountains at a date in the not too distant future. The earth has been experiencing violent environmental changes creating a fragile ecosystem and the collapse of the country's infrastructure. Elizabeth, the main character, is overwhelmed by their lack of food and the pending winter. She struggles between hope and despair wondering what will become of herself, her husband, John, and the hundred-fifty refugees who have gathered in their once tranquil valley. The story occurs in a single day with Elizabeth feeling she is called to "witness" the rising sun from the pinnacle high above the community. During her vigil she is unaware that she is whisked away between heartbeats to a place beyond time and space. She thought-walks and "witnesses" the moment of creation, the exploration of the universe, the inhabitation of Earth, their entrapment in consciousness and the long evolutionary process back to humanity's origins which culminate that night in the evening sky. Her day, which began in the fitful sleep of one unable to resolve their life, emerges into a day interspersed with a sense of mystery, magic and hope.

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In this visionary novel, the human mind has embedded memories of its evolution from a hybrid race of earth-dwellers and extraterrestrials. Tracing the lives of John and Elizabeth, a couple who feel compelled to leave the city to live in the hills, the authors introduce the reader to the possibility that we do have celestial guardians guiding us through our lives. Through ten thousand years of humanity's growth and achievements, Michael, Miriam, and many others hover silently and invisibly above our planet in great ships, observing the ebb and flow of our spiritual unfolding. Once in a while a human remembers, vaguely, the sentinels above, perhaps in a dream or while staring into a fire. And to help people remember, the Ships of Song emanate the great Om into the atmosphere. Occasionally Ship-dwellers are sent into the world of humans, as humans themselves. One comes to John and Elizabeth for a single hour, as their child Rebecca, who has drawn them together in the first place as a part of a grand pattern. As the novel reaches its crescendo and then gently draws to a bittersweet close, the reader is left wanting a sequel. Nicely done. (TJE)

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In this visionary novel, the human mind has embedded memories of its evolution from a hybrid race of earth-dwellers and extraterrestrials. Tracing the lives of John and Elizabeth, a couple who feel compelled to leave the city to live in the hills, the authors introduce the reader to the possibility that we do have celestial guardians guiding us through our lives. Through ten thousand years of humanity's growth and achievements, Michael, Miriam, and many others hover silently and invisibly above our planet in great ships, observing the ebb and flow of our spiritual unfolding. Once in a while a human remembers, vaguely, the sentinels above, perhaps in a dream or while staring into a fire. And to help people remember, the Ships of Song emanate the great Om into the atmosphere. Occasionally Ship-dwellers are sent into the world of humans, as humans themselves. One comes to John and Elizabeth for a single hour, as their child Rebecca, who has drawn them together in the first place as a part of a grand pattern. As the novel reaches its crescendo and then gently draws to a bittersweet close, the reader is left wanting a sequel. Nicely done.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780966887204
  • Publisher: Awakening Publications, Incorporated
  • Publication date: 11/16/1999
  • Pages: 262
  • Product dimensions: 5.50 (w) x 8.50 (h) x 0.55 (d)

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Chapter 3

Elizabeth thought-walked to the center of the universe, where all consciousness had sprung forth from a single point of self-awareness and self-acceptance-the only point which existed at creation.

She experienced her awareness of All That Is dividing into a billion times a billion individual perceptions. As the universe expanded, she witnessed each aspect becoming more distant and more distinct. The exploration to find themselves and to again become consciously aware of All That Is had begun. The goal was for consciousness to be awakened in physicality, creating beingness-a state in which the creator and the creation are one. Every prayer ever whispered, every thought ever conceived, every tear ever shed, every sparrow that ever flew and every life ever lived sprang forth from the only mind that ever was or ever would be-consciousness. To the physical eye it would have been a fiery, globular mass beyond measure, exploding forth from a single point of light. To the conscious mind of the universe, however, it was the creation of a grand cathedral which would house the most sacred of all things-beingness.

The swirling fragments of fire and gas which held the seeds of possibility had slowed in their race to the ends of creation. Order had begun to replace the chaos of creation, and the fire had now become the firmament of the universe-fertile ground for life. Galaxies, solar systems and worlds emerged from the impetus of gravity, a reflection that all things are one. The universe had become an image of the very mind which had created it. Creation was fresh and new as the dawn of a spring day, as conscious awareness went forth to explore itself. In the vastness of all possible possibilities, it was now a millisecond after creation and the great clockwork of creation had begun to tick toward a distant date when the universe would again know that it was one. Elizabeth observed the emerging universe before her, its beauty and magnificence reflecting the consciousness which had created it. She knew their challenge would be to understand that individual expression of All That Is was not a matter of separation, but expansion. The universe exploding before her was herself, as it was every individual expression of consciousness.

As all these individualized expressions-what humanity would later refer to as souls-continued to scatter throughout the universe, those of like consciousness began to gather. It was to one such grouping Elizabeth was drawn.

On the day of creation, Michael had no aspirations for leadership but his light attracted many to his presence. In a universe where consciousness was expressed as light, Michael's light had shown brightly in the heavens. So it could not have been otherwise that the more than twelve thousand individuals who gathered around him were in harmony. None was greater than the other-all were equal. Michael, the representative of this collective consciousness, would be responsible for leading them to the goals they had chosen. Those who gathered around him had chosen a path of exploration and service. Responding to the invitation that creation explore itself, each brought their own unique task and talents in service to the adventure. The garden had been readied and each prepared to go forth as ambassadors of All That Is to bring their unique expression into physical form. So it was in the beginning, as physical matter exploded into the universe, that consciousness began its journey into awareness.

Michael humbly took the reins of command and the responsibilities of service. Elizabeth and the others who had encircled him began to focus their thoughts upon a single point. This unified consciousness was to become the collective task and path of those who participated. The choices made that day were daring and bold-to experience all of creation. They were aware they would need to become one physically, as well as spiritually, with all they encountered. They realized the dangers inherent in the denser dimensions where the light of awareness could be dimmed in the intensity of physical sensations. Their goal was that in the process of exploring creation, they would more fully come to know themselves and, as a result, become one with All That Is.

Observing that other groupings had begun their exploration, Michael motioned to those gathered that it was now time to take their first steps into the universe. Those who had encircled him began to resonate in vibrational harmony. The union of their thoughts sang forth in the gentle melody of consciousness, the Ohm. This dance of thought created a harmonious chorus and their thoughts began to swirl into reality. They were enveloped in a glowing light, which would become the orb of conscious awareness upon the great ship. Their very thoughts and intents were creating the physical vehicle which would be their "chariot of fire." It was from this collective consciousness that the great Ship of Song emerged, a living, conscious being created by their willingness and intent.

Being a highly energetic concentration of thought, the great ship manifested as a perfectly designed immense radiant disk. It was approximately a mile and a half in height at its center axis and a half mile high at its outer perimeter. It varied between twelve and fifteen miles in diameter, depending upon the number of souls it contained. Since the ship was a living expression of those on board, it adjusted accordingly to accommodate their needs, desires and states of consciousness. It had all the attributes and components everyone desired: each heard their own melody of consciousness; each saw the colors which were pleasing to them; and each had their own compartment for personal rest and relaxation, created exactly as they wished. Elizabeth observed Michael holding Miriam closely and was moved by how much he loved her.

They were born of the same thought and had been together since the moment of creation. They were perfect expressions of harmony and oneness, spiraling energies of light and love. Known for her tenderness, Miriam was a good balance for Michael and magically drew out his gentleness; in turn, she was empowered by his strength. Elizabeth admired the perfect alignment of their energies, as she did John's and her own. They, too, were a perfect match: Elizabeth's creativity, spontaneity and desire to explore counterbalanced John's mathematical approach to the universe. She was inspired by creation's unexpected turns and twists; he, by its predictable order. Both were magnificent expressions of the universe-order and chaos, the cosmic dichotomy of creation.

John, knowing her thoughts, threw her a kiss. In the time it took his kiss to drift to Elizabeth, a billion years had passed in the universe. The gardens of creation had been prepared and were awaiting inhabitants. In what would have seemed but a few moments in earthly terms, the great ship traveled across the vastness of the galaxies.

The plan was to go to the furthest possible edge of creation to explore the denser physical vibrations forming on its outer rim. Though the advancing edge of the universe was only milliseconds older than the center of creation, vast differences were already occurring in its density and vibration.

New dimensions of existence were being formed and those on the ship were anxious to explore what had become the third dimension, a dimension so dense even the light of conscious awareness was dimmed. In order to become physical, they would need to lower their vibrations to the threshold of forgetting their oneness with All That Is. In this pursuit, they would face their greatest challenge-forgetfulness, and their greatest promise-beingness.

It was their desire to experience all things which propelled them to a galaxy in a far corner of the universe. This galaxy, filled with pristine orbs, offered abundant opportunities for discovery. Vibrant hues never before seen splashed across their conscious minds. Cool breezes never before felt whispered in their ears. Fiery suns filled the void with a veil of light which would later become known as the Milky Way. It seemed to Elizabeth that consciousness had chosen this place to express the extremes of light, color, texture and temperature, as if the primordial energies of creation-fire, wind, water and earth-had decided to see just how inventive they could be. She marvelled at how variation and difference enhanced the awareness of oneness. She now fully understood that the reason All That Is had divided into so many consciousnesses was to more completely comprehend itself. Like children in a candy shop, they viewed each world and the delicacies offered. One planet seemed to shimmer more brightly in the glow of its yellow sun. To their delight, as they approached this jewel called Earth, they found it to be an uncut gem, full of potential and hope.

On the evening of their discovery, all on board the ship celebrated the treasure they had found and the adventure which was about to begin. In the Council Chamber, Michael stood in silent prayer and spoke to his brothers and sisters throughout the universe. "We have come to a place that is beyond my ability to describe. It awaits us with open arms full of both promise and, I fear, perils. Take note of our location in case we forget who we are." Immediately an immense awareness of an infinite presence filled the chamber as the engines of the great Ship of Song sang a melody in harmony with the chorus of voices which now resounded throughout the ship. The dance of the creator and the creation was about to begin.

So it was in the beginning, the young planet was full of possibilities and potential. Like the young of many species, she exuded energy, spontaneity and unpredictability. Earth was experiencing her growing pains, trembling under the internal shifts and pangs of maturing. Funnels of smoke evidenced her internal transformation.

Ten million years passed on the planet as the great ship kept its vigil. As a midwife assisting a mother in labor, they sent cool breezes to refresh her brow, rains to moisten her parched lips and a gentle blanket of clouds to protect her from the violent rays of an adolescent sun struggling to become the gentle parent of life throughout the solar system. In the clockworks of the universe, it was but an hour past creation.

Now released from its seething internal transformation, Earth's barren landscape had become lush and living, waiting to be explored. The planet had shed its youthful rebellion and had matured. Its aqua oceans, emerald mountains and turquoise skies teemed with all forms of living creatures, each a unique expression of All That Is. The palace had been prepared; the kingdoms had been born. Earth shined as a unique gem against the blue velvet vastness of space. All living things had become interwoven into a single tapestry of life-the butterfly fluttering erratically over the wild flowers on the mountaintop and the great whale singing melodiously in the depths of the ocean. Those who had learned to work together had survived Earth's adolescence. As a result, Earth had become a garden existing in perfect harmony and balance. All inhabitants of the planet, from the eagle who sat in the redwood's branches to the ant who burrowed at its base, innately understood that they were interdependent upon each other for existence.

All on board were entranced by Earth's textures, colors and fragrances. These beings, who existed in the light of conscious awareness and were not blinded by its radiance, could barely comprehend the beauty which consciousness had created. Earth was like a mother waiting her fullness in time to give birth to a new existence fathered by these travelers from the stars. The moment of conception was at hand when the creation-physicalness, and the creator-consciousness, would conceive beingness.

Elizabeth viewed the deep blues of the oceans and the vivid contrast of the lush white clouds which now collected the life-giving water which nourished all life on the planet. She marvelled at the perfect partnership between the plant and animal kingdoms which graced this masterpiece with life. Earth had become a perfect expression of the mind of the creator-a living being filled with diversity, yet intricately connected in a web of oneness.

The garden had been prepared and it was time to venture forth into this new dimension. Michael reminded all who were about to walk in Earth's gardens to honor and be non-disruptive of its delicate balance. Elizabeth and John nodded their agreement as they prepared to descend to the planet below.

Like leaves falling from a tree, they drifted slowly and effortlessly from the ship to the fertile ground awaiting them. Unaffected by physical limitations, they gently glided and floated across the varying terrain, sometimes a hundred, sometimes a few hundred feet above the surface. One moment they dove deep into the cool blue-green water of the oceans, at another they hovered in the heat of an erupting volcano. Unable to experience the physical sensations Earth offered, they tried to imagine what it would be like to feel heat or cold, and longed for the time they could.

Elizabeth giggled as she attempted to stand on the surface-one moment, a foot above the earth and the next, half submerged in the ground. It'll take some practice, she thought. Her laughter was joined by the chorus of others who had arrived floating softly, and were now leaping, flipping, twirling and playing. Earth rejoiced at the sound of their laughter.

As Elizabeth sought to gain her equilibrium and balance, John's antics caught her eye. She laughed as she saw him attempting to kick a pebble, only to have it pass through his foot. Watching John trying to stand on the planet's surface and swing his leg at the same time amused her. If he could have fallen, he would have, but instead he merely floated away when he lost his balance.

Drifting away, she turned to him and exclaimed, "Isn't this a wonderful place? I can almost feel sensations pressing against my consciousness!"

Peter and Ruby, who had joined them on the planet, took to the air-soaring on their backs, flipping, turning and diving with the birds. Their physical forms were so light they literally passed through the bodies of a flock of doves. This was the first time the consciousness of beingness had entered another living creature in this dimension. In honor of this occasion, the dove would later become the symbol of the spirit of humanity.

John and Elizabeth took to the seas, gliding thousands of feet down to its very depths. Immersed in the great weight of ten thousand feet of water, they were overwhelmed by the complete exhilaration of their beings.

Elizabeth wondered, "Isn't it curious, not one of the animals even notices our presence?"

Knowing her thoughts, John chided, "My love, our presence doesn't even stir the water!"

"Oh," she thought with disappointment, "I hope we can truly embrace this wonderful new world."

A school of dolphins swam by and a mischievous grin came over her face as she eyed John. "Now wouldn't it be fun."

John grimaced, afraid to hear what she would think next.

".to be a dolphin."

"Well," he responded hesitantly, "I don't know."

"We'll ask their permission!" she chirped in response. "Oh, we won't harm them."

Almost immediately, the lead dolphin made an about-face and swam within an inch of Elizabeth's nose, staring straight into her eyes. It so startled her that she wondered if it could see her. With a dolphin smile, she knew she had permission. They melded their consciousness with the bodies of the dolphins, embracing and entwining themselves in gentle exploration of each other. They rode the waters of the third dimensional reality which they now shared. Immersed in sensations, Elizabeth became dizzied by the movement of water flowing over her body. Her host soared from the depths in one great leap and danced upon the waves, singing as it splashed back-first into the water.

"That's it. I've had enough," Elizabeth gasped as she stumbled out of the dolphin.

Having had a more gentle ride, John smirked, "I told you so!"

Regaining her equilibrium, she smiled wryly at him. "Watch it, smarty! Your day'll come!"

Laughing, they glided away as two lovebirds in exploration of more tame adventure.

"John," Elizabeth inquired, "do you feel different?"

"Kind of strange. I can't quite put my finger on it," he responded.

"And did you notice," she continued, "the dolphin seemed different?"

"Yeah, it was as if." he paused, reaching for the right words, "our consciousness rubbed off on them."

"Hmm," Elizabeth teasingly responded, "maybe they rubbed off on us."

"Curious," John retorted.

"Curious, indeed," Elizabeth laughed as they drifted away.

Curious was not the thought on Michael's mind as he observed his friends at play on the planet below. Caution, like flashes of lightning, pervaded his thoughts and he knew his concern must show on his face.

With a puzzled look, Miriam asked, "What is it, dear? What's wrong?"

"I don't know," he whispered.

His response sent a chill up her back. Miriam had never heard these words uttered before. The threshold of the edges of consciousness had been reached. The future was yet to be known. The expansion of consciousness had begun.

"Michael?" Miriam implored him for an answer.

Before he could respond, Joshua, who was in charge of the away parties on the planet, hurriedly entered the Council Chamber. Michael raised his hand and uttered, "I know."

"Know what?" Miriam asked with alarm.

Michael leaned back in his chair and focused on the orb of consciousness hovering overhead.

"Something has occurred we didn't expect," he began, "and I'm not sure what it means. Yet my mind warns me to be cautious and concerned." Looking at Miriam, he said, "You know, we're walking on the brink of consciousness and we don't want to fall off."

"What do you mean?" she pleaded. "How could that possibly happen?"

"Remember when we began this journey, we discussed that we were about to step into a dimension so dense that it dimmed conscious awareness of All That Is?"

Miriam nodded solemnly.

"Well, I was aware the vibrational density around us could distract us. I never thought that we, ourselves, could become dense," Michael said with frustration.

"What are you saying?"

"Were you aware of John and Elizabeth's romp with the dolphins?"

"Oh, yes," she responded delightedly, "it was wonderful! How could such an experience be cause for concern?"

"I suspected it before, but the dolphins confirmed it," he continued. "Our friends' interaction with the planet is causing their vibrations and, therefore, their consciousness to change."

"Can we become one with this dimension," Joshua interjected, "without losing our awareness?"

Michael responded, "That's the question at hand."

"What should we do?" Miriam asked hesitantly.

"We can do nothing," Michael answered. "We cannot interfere with our friends' choices. They'll become aware of what we suspect."

"We must be able to do something." Miriam beseeched.

"We can do what we are," Joshua offered. "We are the light, as they are the light. And if the dusk of the night of forgetfulness descends upon our friends, we can be a candle in the darkness to show them the way home."

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