Crowded Heart – Consciousness Coach

John Hawkins – Consciousness Coach

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Beliefs are neither good nor bad – true or false.
The beliefs we explore are simply empowering or
disempowering in relation to our intending.
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Sitting in a chair in my living room the other day, I found myself pondering the spark of divinity in my heart. And in particular my evolving relationship with this expression of All That Is. It occurred to me that one way to show my willingness to get on with this relationship was to do everything in my power to express my highest aspects right here and now in everyday life.

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As if in a daydream, I find myself caught up in a very engaging, almost gripping, scenario. I’m talking to another personage, another aspect of myself. I’m not sure if it’s Johnny Danger, some More Mature Aspect or maybe it’s Sohars, my Source Self? Just not sure.

But anyway, this person – this obviously Wise Person – appears and immediately proceeds to introduce me, almost shockingly to me, to the inhabitants of my heart. [This Wise Person is obviously very adept at hypnosis because I am instantly in a very receptive trance state, fully alert, comfortable and very allowing.]

Anyway this compelling being introduces me to the Paramatma in my heart. You could almost say that my heart was getting crowded by now. There was me, the focal self along with these two extraordinary beings. Without much further ado, I am taken into the inner workings of my own consciousness and from a very particular perspective.

Here’s the interesting part. I had been fantasizing about becoming a successful and impactful Consciousness Coach for some time prior to this experience. What these two dear gentlemen showed me now was that I could travel to the inner recesses of my own consciousness, and once I became established there they pointed out a trap door in the floor of my awareness, so to speak. [Thinking back on it, they were not offering an answer to my questions, but were showing me how to continue the game I was playing at a more fundamental level, with even more choices and opportunities for fulfillment.]

When I lifted the trap door it was like looking out at the night sky, velvety darkness with distant stars twinkling. But leading down was this incongruous set of wooden stairs, firmly anchored at this end, and sort of fading off into the inky depths eight or 10 steps below.

Both of my effulgent companions urged me to go down the stairs into what turned out to be Framework 2 of consciousness. If we think of our everyday experiences as Framework 1 of consciousness, then the next deeper layer where all of the Material Energies reside that are required to manifest Framework 1, could be called Framework 2.

Even in the basement of my consciousness as a focal awareness, things were quite solid and real and oriented in a familiar way around my physicality. For instance, there was a floor to contain the trap door I was getting ready to climb through. There were walls and ceilings, although to be honest, upon closer examination, at this deep layer the walls were a bit fuzzy, and seemed about to change into something else at any moment.

So anyway, down below was just empty blackness with the odd sparkle of light in the infinite distance. But I’ve been of a mind lately to allow myself a little bit of curiosity, a bit of adventurous exploration, so I began to descend the stairs.

I noticed immediately that with every step downward, I was losing consciousness and passing into a sleep state. At first this was a bit disconcerting but since I was determined to entertain new possibilities, I allowed it, and by the third… or was it? Definitely by the fourth step down, I was fast asleep and dreaming like a baby.

I found myself climbing down into a dream that was like the old Dickens story where we have the ghost showing us scenes from Christmases past and present and future. In my dream I could see my past, present and future as a coach and mentor in consciousness.

It was like I was in a very modern theater where the audience can be caught up in several different focal points, each with it’s own action. From my vantage point on the ladder, I was able to observe at least three different venues, each with it’s own unfolding scenario, all of whom included me as part of the action.

In one I’m standing in my living room using Skype to speak to a dozen people, all of whom I could observe around the edges of my big screen. I have made a brief presentation and I’m fielding questions and facilitating discussion. The technology is beaming all of it out to the world and storing everything as video and transcribed text for easy sharing and distribution after the fact.

As I scan the various scenes before me, I notice off in the distance familiar scenes from my past where I was studying esoterica, listening to Elias, Abe and Kris, and 500 meetings over the last ten years with my friend Myrna to discuss and experiment with these topics.

Also in the distance I can see scenarios featuring the many Aspects of mySelf I have acknowledged and befriended in recent years, extending into other scenarios featuring challenges met and sometimes overcome, along with heartfelt tragedies and grievous loss.

In another sector of my awareness I am a revered spiritual teacher in a conscious community somewhere in Mexico or South America. The scene is in the kitchen and cook is giving me a forbidden treat by letting me taste the curry vegetable soup getting ready for tonight’s supper. Woo! At this moment the spiritual leader of our community comes into the kitchen. Cook and I recover gracefully and seemlessly, and meanwhile I become aware of the topic of my before-supper talk – The Spice of Life!

In another scenario I can see myself mentoring and coaching a small group of influential young leaders over several years. I speak with them weekly or sometimes daily, and help with whatever is challenging them, always pointing to untapped potential within.

In yet another I am enjoying a spritely daily relationship with both my Source Self, who is looking more and more like me, and the Paramatma or expression of ATI co-habiting my heart. In the first instance I am realizing more and more that I AM the Source Self – accepting my potency and perceptions at that layer.

And in the second instance, really beginning to enjoy some of the benefits of my unique and eternal relationship with the Paramatma. Exploring what it can be like to have ATI as a personal friend, as a child, as a parent, as a lover, as a teacher and even as an eager and willing student!

And speaking of which, this very Paramatma was calling to me now and reaching two of his four arms (that should have been my first clue!) down the stairs to help me climb back up. Back in the comfort of my own consciousness as a focal awareness, I thanked Sohars and ATI for their help and found myself back in my living room.

Continuing to ponder, I realized that out of the richness of my being I could easily coalesce a past, present and future around the ideas of me being a spectacular consciousness coach. My line of reasoning went something like this…

All That Is created everything out of Itself, right! That means that ATI is the putative and eponymous proprietor of every single thing in all the known and unknown universes. Not just the owner but the controller the cause and the enjoyer of all that is.

Now get this. ATI and I have this special relationship. We are like bosom buddies. ATI’s gift to me is a personalized universe that responds to every tremor of my being. My gift to ATI is to cheerfully acknowledge his/her/its authorship of everything, including myself, and to act accordingly.

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