Dolphins. What magnificent Beings. Which of us by nor has not seen these sleek, agile creatures either swimming freely in the sea, in a delphinarium, or in one of many spectacular films and television documentaries?
A mere 50 years ago, dolphins would have been a fable to the majority of us
on the planet. But with the advent of modern communications, the grace and the
beauty of these planetary cousins of ours has been turning up in every livingroom
and on every screen in the civilized world.
Have you noticed that whenever you see or are shown pictures of these extraordinary
creatures there is a certain quickening of the blood? A certain lifting of the
spirits? A certain involuntary gasping that such fluid beauty should exist on
this curious little planet?
But as for how much we really know about dolphins, the answer there is still--very
little.
For a start they’re virtually impossible to study in the wild. they move
so fast, they are hard to track. From a scientist’s point of view, they
are elusive and extremely difficult to monitor from a boat. As a result of this,
we do not have even a very good idea of how many of them there might be on the
planet. Considering the fact that Gaia, our Mother Planet, is approximately
7/8 water, it’s not impossible to suppose that there may be many more
dolphins than human beings. Which in itself raises a question: After all, if
there are that many more of them than there are of us, could it possibly be
their planet and not so straightforwardly “ours,” as we might have
thought?
But what is all the fuss about, many people ask. Suddenly everybody is talking
about dolphins--surely they’re just another large fish--the sea is full
of them. What is it, they wonder, that makes the difference between a dolphin
and a tuna, for instance?
Obviously the first and most important difference lies in the mammalian nature
of the dolphins. This means they’re very similar to us. Scientists believe
they may have once been distant kin of ours but they went back into the sea
and developed from there.
Now, within the great family of cetacean mammals, the dolphins have yet another
remarkable significance and in our very human scientific value system, too.
Scientists can show that the ratio which compares an animal’s body size
to its brain weight in certain prescribed ways indicates the degree of intelligence
we can expect to find in that animal. Naturally enough, we place our species
somewhere in the middle of the chart. But when all the plusses are added and
the pencils are sucked, it is the dolphins who come out, if anything, somewhat
more well-endowed even than we, proud humans and inventors of the very criteria
by which we judge prospective intelligence.
In short, all the evidence leads us to believe these creatures are at least
as intelligent as we are and quite probably a great deal more.
Another potent factor in the area of conscious intelligence is the length of
time a species has formed in the way they are now. The human being has been
formed in such a way a little over one million years. Within this framework,
a dolphin has been shaped and equipped with essentially the same type of nervous
system and brain for well over 30 million years. So that implies that the dolphins--whatever
they are doing down there--have been doing it thirty times as long as whatever
we’re doing up here.
Continuing from an appreciation of just how complex a dolphin’s brain
appears to be, we come to their means of communication. They are able to use
no less than four different communication channels, literally four different
ways of generating sound at the same time. Best known to us, of course, is their
echo-sounding ability.
We call it sonar, after the underwater radar device, and because it works in
much the same way. It’s analogous perhaps to clapping your hands in a
dark room and getting a rough sense of where the walls are.
Because sound travels further and more clearly in the water than in air, the
dolphins are able to perceive a very precise picture of their world by interpreting
the echoes they hear returning from their environment. We are now realizing
that this very means of communication must inevitably lead to telepathic contact.
The dolphins’ sonar is clearly able to discern between the densities of
differing metals and we know they can see into the body as if it were an X-ray.
They always know when females of the human races are pregnant and consistently
give them special attention if they are in the water together.
Glandular changes in the bodies of all mammals reflect variations in emotional
and physical well-being. Dolphins, with their 30-million year history and supersensitive
acoustical systems, are surely able to gauge their companion’s welfare
with an accuracy which we would probably find supernatural.
I know from personal experiences that dolphins and the larger cetaceans--orcas
and many of the whales--are indeed telepathic, but perhaps not in a manner we
can directly appreciate. Many have now noticed the degree and detail of the
telepathic communication and the nearest I can get to describing it is holographic.
It is more like receiving a message in all five senses at the same time. Plus
some other of the 28 different senses we are capable, physiologically, of registering.
It is almost too much for the frail human nervous system to handle. I’ve
known people who’ve been zapped by an orca’s sonar who say every
cell in their body rang like a clear bell for minutes afterwards.
And herein, of course, lies the nub of the issue. What is starting to emerge
is that these marvelous graceful creatures are not only as intelligent as us,
but quite evidently far more complexly intelligent. Intelligence indeed of a
totally different sort.
Looking at it from their point of view, the challenge is to simplify their communication
systems to a point at which we can accommodate them.
Then, of course, add to the cauldron that our human species might not currently
be overly-interested in a lecture on keeping the oceans clear of pollution.
Even if we could understand what on earth they were saying!
However where this marvelously-developed communication system is beginning to
bear fruit for us is in the growing field of research with autism, and a variety
of psycho-physiological problems, which are on the whole little understood by
human medicine. There is much quiet research experience which shows that autistic
children, when encouraged to spend time in the water with dolphins, will often
dissolve into merriment. The dolphins are perfectly wonderful with them, supremely
gentle and very caring. Many of these quiet ones have talked for the first time
in the presence of dolphins and there hasn’t been a single one who has
remained entirely unaffected.
Quite possibly it is the dolphins’ aura that is among those things that
affect the kids so profoundly. In Russia, where they take such matters far more
seriously, they talk of the aura as the biofield of the dolphin. This is the
measurable energy field that projects around the dolphin sometimes for yards
in all directions. The Russians also tell us of their work with underwater birthing:
where the newborn infant joyously moves from amniotic fluid to the clear warm
friendly water of a large bath.
They add that pregnant mothers invariably find the presence of dolphins to be
particularly relaxing and supportive. Some mothers even talk of giving birth
in ecstasy.
Indeed, there are hints everywhere of a new shared destiny involving dolphins
and the human race. Both species are meeting, I suspect, at exactly the most
meaningful time for maximum growth of their potentials.
For human, the dolphins offer us another picture of ourselves. A necessary honesty
before we all rejoin our galactic brothers and sisters sometime in the not-so-far-off
future. As we find ways of opening to the great intelligence and compassionate
wisdom of the dolphins, so we will also start to resolve our pressing challenges.
From all I know intuitively, and from my many and varied interactions with dolphins,
I have become certain that our two races have a closely entwined future.
They quite evidently have many clues and answers to problems particular to a
somewhat paranoid and contentious race like ours. Their need for cooperation
and mutual interdependence allows them to see and comprehend aspects of our
species’ personality which we are far too close to understand, let alone
put aside. Our fear, for instance: we are inundated by it. Any look at life
on this planet for certainly the knowable past has to turn up an immense quotient
of fear.
In contrast, the dolphins really know no fear. They have no predators and are
adequately able to take care of themselves. They can, for instance, butt a shark
to death with their powerful beak; knowing, of course, precisely where to strike
in the shark’s vulnerable, gristly body with their precision sonar. Perhaps
it is as a result of this that allows the dolphins to know so little of fear.
What a lesson this could be for us, if we could fully take it in. A fearless
existence. What a learning it would be!
Human beings appear to have always known about dolphins.
But as we have seen, interaction with them has been generally restricted to
seagoing peoples and those who live on the quiet, warm beaches of the world.
They’ve always been known as friendly to man; many are the stories of
dolphins rescuing stranded men or women, guiding or pushing them ashore.
Those of the south seas in all probability have a far more intimate relationship
with the dolphins than most of the cultures of the northern hemisphere.
The Maoris of New Zealand have a long history of close relationship--and most
probably the dolphins led them from Polynesia to New Zealand in the first place.
In the Maori afterlife, for instance, after the soul of the newly dead has left
its body, it travels to the northernmost tip of the North Island and, following
the contours of the Bay of Spirits, gathers at a certain tree which clings to
a cliff high over the bay. Then in the company of others of its kind, the soul
dives down into the water to turn into a dolphin.
There follows an ecstatic flowing easy swim up to the Islands of the Three Kings
where the dead soul, once again, takes the body of a human to complete any unfinished
business on the earth plane.
In the Caribbean Islands, among the beach dwellers, the Rastafarians have very
close relationships with their cousins in the sea. The anecdotal story which
represents the very best in this human/dolphin interchange, is that of the old
rasta man, a prophet, who lived alone on a beach in Jamaica. “An’
every mornin’, he get up an’ go for a swim and he swim straight
out to sea, mon, just as far as he is able, until his arms and his legs can
carry him no longer, until he can’t swim no more, mon, only den. Den he
turn back. You work it out, mon.” And work it out I did. I tried it. It
works. The dolphins escorted me back too.
Through the last decade, a whole new upsurge of interest in dolphins and the
great whales is starting to make itself felt throughout the world. Here, I am
not speaking about scientific research, which as I have already said, tends
to be difficult to practice, but a much gentler and more humane interaction
between two species. Innumerable have become the stories of individual people
who have befriended dolphins or been befriended by them.
Right now, there is a magnificent dolphin who has made herself known just off
the Irish coast. Off Dingle, in Kerry, on the west coast of Ireland. People
go out to swim with her, to play and make gentle contact.
She is always there; has been there now for a year or so. She absolutely loves
people and we are told she plays vigorously with divers. There’s another
who lives in a quiet cove in Brittany, in northern France. Called Jean-Louis,
he has become guardian of La Baie des Trespasses. Odd that! The Bay in which
people dare to trespass.
And, in a sense, swimming with the dolphins is trespassing because the first
thing you feel is how profoundly the water is their element and not yours. And
this I assure you, however good a swimmer you are. They are so utterly self-contained
and perfectly adapted to the water. They are also quite feisty creatures once
you get to know them a bit. I’m talking here of dolphins who spend their
time in the care of humans, not wild dolphins.
These dolphins could be called envoys, the leading edge of the dolphin community,
in all probability chosen by them to experiment on our species, unbeknownst
to us.
They will push your fear buttons, quite naturally too, so that the fear can
rise to the surface of consciousness and be released. In doing so I believe
the dolphins are actively involved in helping us consciously let go of some
of the fear we walk around with. Research suggests that this fear is locked
onto us on a cellular level and that it is this that makes any move toward a
more balanced planet so difficult.
Could it be that the dolphins with their strong sense of species identity and
their no-nonsense courage are, among other things, here to clear our systems,
our very biology, of all those stored-up fear-trapped thoughtforms? Might they,
with their incredibly powerful and accurate sonic devices be quite capable of
producing resonant fields well able to dissolve the worst biophysical blockage?
After swimming some time with a pod of dolphins off the west coast of Florida,
I, for one, became convinced that they’d performed what I called at the
time, a sonic operation, on my body. I believe they cured me of a small cancerous
growth by zapping me very precisely with two crossed beams of very tightly concentrated
ultra high frequency sound. The next day I even had a discharge which personally
corroborated this for me.
When I started my own journey of exploration with these magnificent beings I
laid out for myself five questions which, if the dolphins could allow me to
see the answers, would go a long way towards explaining what they’d been
doing down there these last 30 million years. And quite possible too, help us
discover some essential clues for our own survival.
The questions were: 1) How do dolphins deal with violence and predation?, 2)
How did a society like the dolphins, if indeed they are intelligent, deal with
disease without any apparent technology?, 3) How does such a society sustain
a sense of continuity without apparent books or record-keeping technology?,
4) How do dolphins balance their populations?, 5) Of great personal interest:
have the dolphins have any information about, or contact with, the flying objects
consistently reported coming and going from our oceans?
I’m happy to report over the last seven years’ research that all
five questions have been answered to my satisfaction.
I have been shown by the dolphins that they are indeed here at a key time for
every individual human being who desires to make closer contact with them. There
are now a number of places in the world, especially in the Florida Keys, in
which it is possible to have the direct experience of being in the water with
dolphins. It is not to be missed. Not only does their presence teach us so much
about ourselves but it also starts to slow us down. It allows us to move more
easily into the long, slow rhythms of the brain, that scientists call theta.
It is the rhythm of daydreaming and lucid reverie; it is a state of great creativity
and one in which whole new levels of reality can open up to us.
* * *
Quiet yourself inside. make yourself as comfortable as you can and come with
me to a quiet lagoon on a small deserted island in a warm tropical sea.
Feel yourself floating easily below the surface of the water.
It is warm and harmonious and we find we can breathe with no difficulty underwater.
We move slowly, drifting with the tide until we see there before us a pod of
half a dozen of these magnificent languid creatures.
They swim slowly, lazily, but at the same time massively powerful, confident
beings, around a single female dolphin. Two females detach themselves from the
slowly circulating chain and attend the expectant mother.
Already a small tail is wriggling out from under her rippling underbelly. The
midwives are ready.
With their bodies they catch and hold the newly born between them, then, rising
to the surface, they guide the young one to its first conscious breath. The
most natural thing in the world. The birth of a new being.
And, by our standards, a miraculously gentle birth, too.
Within minutes, the little dolphin is swimming easily and freely, nuzzling her
mother’s side for the teat in its long, silky sheath.
The small group moves out of the lagoon with the tide, the tiny new dolphin
now swimming with vigor and confidence. She finds herself born into a sea of
sound and restless movement.
She feels the vibrations, carried by the water, moving through her little frame.
Dormant nerve cells come alive, memories and images pop, fully formed into her
consciousness. She knows herself as part of the great dolphin group soul. She
rejoins her consciousness with this Oneness, knowing in those moments all-that-is-ever-known,
the entire history of this aquatic species is held in a standing wave, an acoustic
hologram that allows every dolphin that has ever been the most intimate access
to every other dolphin. There are no secrets. All is known because all is experienced--simultaneously.
In this race there is no real childhood, just the learning of muscles and the
joy of physical growth. All-that-is-ever-known is known by all. But each individual
dolphin also lives within this stupendous hologram, moving it along moment by
moment, pulse by pulse. A reality created quite literally by the dolphins in
which we humans surely exist only as bit-part players.
The little female grows and dreams, and moves slowly and easily through days
of ease and plenty. Food is ever-plentiful. She becomes more skilled with practice,
at using her multidimensional communication systems. She starts to be able to
read the ocean. The delicate scents of mineral traces in the water constantly
present her with a never-ending display of who and what is out there way beyond
the effective range of her echo-sounding. She also finds, as she sweeps the
bottom of the seas with sound, certain shells and small sea creatures light
up in the most delicious manner. She tightens her beam and focuses in on a sea
urchin, for instance, and finds a whole history encoded within its living protoplasm.
She learns through delightful experience that other dolphins have long been
beautifying their underwater paradise by slowly growing shells of certain sea
creatures with sonic holograms. She moves through these gardens of knowledge
as we might move through a field of wildflowers, bursting into rapid bloom as
her supersensitive intelligence picks up every note of every melody.
Life for our female dolphin is perhaps more like a great song. A great concerto
of meaning, in which each dolphin has his or her own unique destiny within the
glory of the dolphin oversoul.
There is very little difference between what is inside our little dolphin, and
what lies outside her. To her, she is like a point of consciousness floating
in a sea of sounds, of echoes and forms. When she reaches out to another dolphin
in help or support she is reaching out to herself. She feels another’s
emotions much as she feels her own. Another’s pain and joy are simultaneously
felt by all through the giant web of infrasound. Not a nuance is lost as it
reverberates still in the hologram.
And because of this sensitivity and the peculiarly conductive qualities of large
bodies of water, dolphins are also privy to all those signals that flow into
our planet’s electromagnetic envelope from the sun and other close solar
and planetary bodies. Our little female dolphin receives a continual flow of
information that pours down to her from the galactic core, downstepped through
the constellations and finally whirling out from the sun itself.
She is constantly and continually in touch with all manner of wave forms. She
sails free of gravity and yet what secrets she could tell us of all the scents
and colors and melodies carried by those great, long, slow gravity waves, waves
that sweep out from the galactic core carrying information of a kind greatly
valued by advanced societies. Our little dolphin will know all about that. Her
growing is her mastering of her ability to comprehend the enormous amount of
data that is continuously pouring in.
In this she is always helped by the Watchers, the wise old dolphins who have
mastered the Web, the great sonic hologram in which we all live.
The pods grow, and change and mix as they follow the tides, the currents, the
fish--the composition of the pods is always appropriate to their needs. Our
female dolphin herself has a young one and pods with an entirely new group,
getting to know the new scents and sounds of other seas and other rhythms.
Sometimes great convocations will draw millions of dolphins together to swirl
and play and commune within the joy of the massive biofield produced by so many,
so close together. For days on end they lie there, completely passive, in what
we call deep trance, their body rhythms quiet and slow while Sirius A and Sirius
B, mysterious Digitaria, the Black Dwarf and the Pale Fox, endlessly circle
each other in the deep southern sky.
Then the great day arrives. Our female dolphin learns to fly. She has mastered
the Web; experienced all the feelings and thoughts that hang as potentials in
the glistening hologram.
The Watchers lead her into new regions. She learns, with her consciousness,
to fly into the inner realms of the collective imagination. She visits those
planets and constellations that she has seen on the Web; Arcturus, the Pleiades,
Ursa Major, the Sirius cluster, Orion, Antares, and the great galaxy of Andromeda.
Now she can fly there, as easily as she can swim. She can meet and meld with
beings from a thousand races who travel the highways and byways of inner space.
She finds herself part of an immense and wonderful multiverse; thronging with
vitality and interest, populated beyond her wildest dreams, multiple levels
of reality, each with its own learning and its own transformative experience.
The Watchers take her out of her body to Phinsouse, in the heart of the Andromeda
galaxy; to the great architectural sphere that has been designated center of
space activity for this area of the galaxy. There she is shown that every inhabited
planet has its own chamber, part meeting place, part museum, part vivarium,
a constantly changing, transforming biomontage representing the state of life
on home planet.
She sees what in many ways she is unable to fully appreciate from the Web; that
the secondary species, “the split-fin,” have over the recent few
hundred cycles allowed appropriate stewardship of the biosphere to disintegrate
into a sorry state of affairs.
With the Watchers, she exults inwardly; seeing this, and yet presciently knowing
that such challenges can easily be met with the full cooperation of the two
species. Knowing this, she rejoices.
She is overjoyed at the shared destiny of the two species as it becomes unveiled
for her. She opens to the wonder of her assignments ahead. She knows suddenly,
amazingly, of what lies in front of her, as our beautiful little blue-green
planet, seemingly so far from the main star routes, floats wondrously, irrevocably,
into its own Great Transformation. For it is our Planet itself, our sweet Mother
Gaia, who has come of age. It is SHE who is about to become, once again, reunited
with her cosmic brothers and sisters. Our female dolphin sees all this and exults.
She knows and sees the destinies of all, as the two great species once again
rejoin and rejoice in having found one another. Cosmic cousins in this great
unfolding galactic drama.
© 1987 Timothy Wyllie
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