I dedicate this site to the memory of my stepdaughter, Heather, who was murdered on Thanksgiving 2017. I want to chronicle some of the events and spiritual insights that happened. It is my hope that this may help some other souls who stumble upon this site. Maybe some good can come off this after all (read more here).  ~ May 2018

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The ultimate sacrifice – the sublime, the subverted, and what we can learn from it

[Initial write-up on 4/10/2019, entered 5/11/2019 after many edits]

Read the lead article here.

The sublime

In previous articles I talked about the ancient city of Teotihuacan in Mexico.  In a dream, I experienced the ultimate sacrifice, being ritually sacrificed, but from both sides, and it led to a higher understanding.

It may be hard, if not impossible for us today to realize this, but at the very beginning, human sacrifice may have had a deep spiritual connection even for “the victim.”

The original idea recognized this as the ultimate sacrifice, tied to spiritual ascending.  The gift of giving a life, one’s own life, to the Gods then becomes a merging of that life with the Greater.   

And in many cultures we know of instances where people gave their lives willingly, volunteering to be sacrificed!  In early Mesoamerican cultures, in what is today Mexico, they played a ballgame and the winning team would be sacrificed.  They played to win, so that they could be with their Gods.

Imagine!  Not to go to your death in fear, but in jubilation, in the knowledge you are reunited with something greater.

Death has lost its fear.  

The human spirit ascending.  Spiritually.

And done so willingly.  

There is something beautiful in this.

The subverted

Alas, it all became subverted into an abomination all too easily.  For example, the Aztecs “sacrificed” human lives in very large numbers. The accounts of it fill me with dread.  When the last stage of the great temple of Tenochtitlan (today’s Mexico City), the capitol of the Aztecs,  was completed, tens of thousands of prisoners were lined up in rows, marched up the stairs, hearts cut out, bodies thrown away.  A disposable human life.  The conquerors, the Aztec, extending their toll over the conquered.

These cultures had lost all connection to that original spiritual background.  Sure, they did it to appease their sun god.  But it was done out of fear for the God, not love.  Not a giving of lives, willingly, but a taking of lives, by force.  Mass murder.

Sacrifice had become a machine:  the Aztec war machine, formidable, undefeated, merged with the spiritual: to expand and provide new flesh for the daily sacrifice.

Spirituality became an ideology expanded to its most perverse:  A Human sacrifice machinery.  How does this differ from the Nazi concentration camps?  Disposable human lives, offered to an ideology. Both examples of the most extreme perversion of ideology.

The original spiritual intention becomes subverted as soon a human being is forced to be the sacrifice.  

Linking to today – what can we learn from this?

But in the original idea, of a willing sacrifice, we glimpse something deeper.    As I wrote in the lead-article, when we view the human sacrifice in this purest spiritual form, where “the victim” desires to be part of it, is this not similar to when today a person gives his or her life willingly?

For a greater good?  

Not a greater good tied to an ideology of we are better than thou, of hate, of suicide bombings or war…

…but a greater good based on love, and human growth as a whole.   

Just like the sacrifice of certain someone once nailed to a cross.

Then there is something grand about it, isn’t there?

So why am I talking about all this?  What does it all have to do with us?  

As I have written many times before, I struggle with the murder of my stepdaughterAs explained here, it becomes a real mystery when we look at such a horrible death in the light of free will.  Many modern spiritual texts stress that we always have free will, and the implication is that a murder victim, or by extension anybody who suffers, may it be illness or accident,  does so out of free choice.

Why?  Why would you choose to be murdered?  Or suffer?   

And when I extend that though, I also have to ask if in the above examples of mass murder -- may they be Aztec sacrifice, or concentration camps, or more recently, the victims of 9/11, or genocide --  did the people who were killed there also choose to be murdered?  Did they all choose this?  Really?

I struggle with this.  

One explanation is that from a higher soul perspective, the “victim” wants to learn that experience.  Fine.  I can accept this somewhat.  But that leaves the survivors to deal with the aftermaths – is that our choice as well?

But when I now write about human sacrifice, and recognize that in the early spiritual tradition the sacrifice was made willingly by “the victim,” who chose this using only the normal everyday human consciousness, which we all possess, then I begin to wonder if there may not be a different side to it as well.  

Because if humans can choose this, willingly, with “just” our normal consciousness, then why would it not be possible for some “Higher-Self-consciousness”  (for lack of better word) to choose this?  A higher consciousness, which, and of that I am convinced, we all have, and which has a much different vantage point of space and time and history, and thereby may be able to see a bigger picture, a more divine way?  Or simply stated, a plan that we here, with our limited vantage points just cannot see?

I don’t have a definite answer.  I did attempt one here.

However, as far as me, I am at least now willing to concede this may be possible.  

And if that sacrifice was made for a greater good, out of the love for all, then through me recognizing this, it becomes my part –if I so choose so, and I do --  to act out this spirit of love as good as I am able.   

It is my hope that through this, I, in my limited ways, can help to shed light on that mystery from as many sides as I can, for others to see.

Maybe something good can come out of it after all. I am trying to do my part. What about you?

Namaste — I bow to you and the Divine in you.

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