Anomaly of Amper Sun

First Glimpse

2011-07-30T05:24:00.000-07:00

Before the internet and cyberspace, books were the norm for achieving knowledge. In that sense the bible was just another book to me. There was knowledge to be gained within its pages. Not that I am a religious person, I consider myself spiritual rather than religious. However, it's just that I look for truth where ever the search takes me. So the bible was like any other book. It possibly contained something that was true.

Mix salt and sugar together. Though they have different properties they look similar. They are both white, crystalline, and edible. However, experience will tell you the truth about salt and sugar. So it is with truth and not-truth. They look similar but they have very different properties. Truth is consistent across the spectrum whereas, not-truth does not hold water. If you want salt or sugar you must know how to sift the elements into separate piles. Likewise, if one wants truth then one must continually sift for it. There is truth in all things but a little truth does not mean it is all true. I am only concerned with specific truths when reading so I sift continually.

I remember reading the story about Adam and how he was manipulated into eating the apple. I wanted to know why this story was so important. Why people placed so much validity into the belief of sin and the fall of man from grace based on some guy eating an apple. What truth did this story possess? After reading that story I thought, 'How silly! I would not have eaten the apple. Why don't you use me instead?' In that moment of challenge these words filled my mind “OK! But for now, go play and when I am ready, I will call you, and then we shall see.” More on that challenge later, but the claims within that story, for me, it did not possess the ring of truth. Death and decay existing simply because of disobedience to a supreme being? And so began my search to understand why death and decay? As for the truth about sin and the fall from grace; death, decay, impermanence are etched into the mix from long before the apple! More on that later, as well!

When I was 14, I was once again in search of truth and I found myself this time delving more into philosophy. My mind was perplexed with the greater meaning in the world of mysteries not yet solved. All the confusion about, claims of, and differences in beliefs concerning a supreme being filled my mind with questions. Religion did not answer them for me. Now even philosophy raised more questions than it answered and I seriously began to ponder the relevance of such deliberations. With my mind fluctuating between what I was reading and the questions perplexing me I faced the dilemma of conflicting information, variations in dogmas, and differences with no real conclusive harmony. Yet I felt there was an underlying “something” within the universe that united all things. Why with all our technological advancements and knowledge could harmony not be found in the realm of truth and faith? Why could we not progress in a definitive way to achieve a common whole in this realm of uncertainties? We could put our minds together and split atoms but we could not cooperate to achieve advancements in truth about a unified supreme being. I sensed that a being did exist, but where? What did it look like? It was about this time that I happened to read one statement that ordered me to “Look at the tree in the forest!” It was in that moment that I saw something that shook me to my very being. The whole universe crashed into the pit of my stomach. I became cold and clammy. I shook like a leaf. I was terrified beyond belief and description. It did not matter where I went, this thing I saw was there. It was every where at once. It was alive and there was only one. It was not a triad of things. Just one thing. Supreme. It shared power with nothing and this was contrary to what I had been reading and understanding from the written knowledge of men. It was above all others and it was right in front of me. It had been all along. I just could not see it for looking at the forest instead of the tree within the landscape. The words and knowledge of men picked up and scattered to the four winds. This thing cut through it all! I stood there in awe! Dumbfounded!

What I had originally viewed as trivial and mundane suddenly adopted different proportions. What I saw in that moment was reality. The present moment. I did not see it as a creation of something greater. I saw it as the supreme being! I saw into its true nature. In a flash I saw truth for the first time. This mundane and trivial phenomenon suddenly came to life right in front of me. It was booming loudly and yet not a word was spoken. It could fill any container but it could not be contained. It had no gender yet all genders existed within it. There was no color yet all colors existed within it. There was no name written on it nor could anyone name it. It was nameless. No one knew its origin or its destiny. It existed by and of itself. There was no beginning and there was no end. I had found my answer in that moment and it did not come from a book. It came directly from the source, this thing! It showed itself to me and in the blink of an eye I was transformed.

The triviality with which I viewed reality was gone! Even the term reality vanished. I now understand after years of interaction with this thing that this triviality is a disguise. This thing assumes this position and by doing so it hides in plain view. Nobody can see it yet it sees everything. Nothing escapes its notice. Only those to whom it chooses to reveal itself to will see it. Like so many countless others before me I failed to see it originally. Blinded by the forest rather than seeing the tree within the landscape. The landscape was this thing and every tree was contained within it. The tree in the forest was me. Individual and distinct from other trees but still a tree. Take away the trees and the forest and the landscape is still there. Yes! Still there! It is unchanged! Only the trees and the forest have vanished. Landscape is what is present before you. Landscape is not the trees or the forest! Landscape is that underlying fabric that contains all things! To view it in any other context is to see it as trivial.

I realized that unless it chose to expose itself to me there was nothing I could have done to alter that. I felt very privileged and I still feel that every day since then. That was my first encounter with this thing! Instruction carried on well into the night and into the next day. I went really deep with it and I was mesmerized by the teachings and the miracle of all that it showed me. I have been aware of it for 42 years now and still it reproves itself to me continually. I am awestruck by it.

Have no doubt about the true nature of reality! Have no doubt about what it really is? Do not underestimate its power, or the extent of its knowledge. Above all, do not view it as trivial. Seek it with all you possess. Only through that search will your spirituality shine. If you are chosen as a result of your earnestness, only then will triviality cease and it will expose itself to you!

Amper Sun

ampersun

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Mom's Bible

2011-07-28T09:43:00.000-07:00

I never grew up on the reserve. We went to live in the big city in 1956 before I reached the age of two. In those days' money was tight and the reality of things took a long time to accomplish. Times were hard and the economics of the situation convinced mom that the big city was the right choice. There was just more opportunity and the life seemed easier. A convenience such as having a furnace as compared to chopping wood for heat was part of the reason for the move. So was the existence of corner grocery stores as compared to a five mile trek in the dead of winter with winds howling across barren wheat fields nipping at exposed flesh. Just a few of the final elements that helped her decide to move to an easier environment.

We owned a quarter section of prime farm land. The area was secluded and private. We had a log home dwelling, a barn, horses and cattle, and various outbuildings, some trees, plus a creek and a small pond where the animals would water. The closest neighbours lived about a mile away.

One day when I was about nine I was talking with my mother (I will call her Eve). She was relaying a story about when she left the reserve to visit in the big city prior to the big move. On her return she discovered someone had broken into the house. There was extensive damage to the interior and to personal items. Articles of clothing and other household goods were strewn everywhere in the yard.

She said, ”Even my mothers bible was thrown on the ground!”

I immediately responded with, “Oh yeah! It was ripped in half and lying in the mud by the main road in the tire ruts that were filled with water. You bent down to pick it up and you were crying 'why did they have to do this?'”

At that my mother stared at me in a shocked silence.

“What?” I asked puzzled by her response.

“How did you know that?” she asked in a very strange way.

I replied, “Cause I remember it!”

“My baby?” she said, “How could you? You were not even born yet!”

In that moment the hair on my arms stood up and I felt cold shivers run up and down my spine. Yet there it was. I had this vivid memory of the entire incident. Totally unexplainable! My mother further said that she had not told that story before and so her amazement was even greater that I said what I did. She remained very shocked for a long time. The wonderment froze her like a statue. It would be one of many such conversations over the course of our relationship that reflected such ethereal tones.

As if that is not bizarre enough on its own merits, this story takes on even greater under-tones when the information I present at a later date becomes known. Many years later I would discover family secrets that really put a spin on this incident. In hindsight, I can fully understand Eve's shocked look at my relaying of the memory I have of that particular event. However, that understanding took many years to attain and so it is!

I have discovered over time, that is how this thing operates. It releases little pieces of information over time, from different sources, with consistent themes. In that way the response one has to the information becomes the yardstick by which this thing measures faith! Done in such a way it becomes harder for an individual to whitewash the belief created by the release of that information. For instance, if all this knowledge came just from me, one source, it would be quite simple to roll the eyes and look the other way. But when the knowledge comes from so many sources that all point in the one direction, it becomes harder to whitewash the facts or to disbelieve. So when talk begins of mystic qualities and events and there are those that roll their eyes and those that listen intently pay close attention to the responses. They tell you something very important about the people involved. The level of spirituality becomes noticeably measurable in that instance by the reactions people express to what is being said of spiritual things. The yardstick measures accurately those levels of spirituality of the individual.

Amper Sun

ampersun

ANOMALY WEBSITE

The First Pebble

2011-07-27T08:26:00.000-07:00

I am a non traditional Aboriginal elder in every sense of the word. A man who walks in two worlds but who continually finds himself in one grayish reality. Not that I intentionally gravitate to that area, it's just that I find myself there often. More times than not I sit alone. In a world of grays where I ponder complexities and filter the findings into "simplest terms". A world where I walk with "THIS THING"! This thing which is the true nature of reality! This thing which teaches me directly the words I must speak, which guides me in the ways of the moment! This thing which gives me "eagle vision" and shows me sacred secrets. This thing which disguises itself in a cloak of triviality and the mundane. Yet it hides in plain view and very few see it, let alone recognize it for what it truly is. I defer not to name it other than to call it "this thing" so that I do not limit your grasp of it.

My heritage is Ojibwa of Peguis First Nations. Originally Chippewa of which Ojibwa was a mispronunciation of the first white settlers. I have had visions, callings, instructions, dreams, and insights, stemming from a relationship with this thing that has spanned 56 years. This blog is about all that!

At a very early age while playing with friends in a sandbox, one of the boys said, "that is a mortal sin." He was referring to a bad word spoken by one of the other boys.

I asked, "do you believe there is any truth to that?"

Huh?" came the response.

So I answered, "God!"

The silence was deafening! In that moment I feel I began my journey through the grayish reality! The search for truth emanating at that time from an unknown place. Since then my life has been a series of forays into that lonely, grayish place! A place where I have grown accustomed. A place where my strength is replenished, my soul nourished, and where my center exists within this thing!

I am not traditional nor do I follow the norm. I am a free-thinker and I follow the teachings of this thing! What it shows me I share with the world! Showing this to the world is actually my purpose on this earth. It is the culmination of all the filtering and forays into the grayish reality which is this thing. The place where I sit alone with it and learn what it shows me. I now share that learning with you.

Drop a pebble in water and the ripples flow outward affecting all that the water touches. This is the first pebble!

Welcome to my Blog!

Amper Sun

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