Daughter of Godcast
Episode 119
Red Carpet
Even if you can't see the stars at night because of the lights from nearby sprawl or the silhouettes of skyscrapers, the secrets of the universe are readily available… if you've got YouTube. Getting under a dark sky deep in the wilds is a reliable channel for hooking up with all we are, but for many, that's not an easy option. So check out some nebulae or northern lights on your smartphone.
As I've got both YouTube and access to the wilds, I consider myself pretty blessed. Then again, there's a third option for discovering all that's worth knowing: the inside universe, as my Taoist doctor Master Ru says. We all are wilderness walking, that parable about the fish not knowing what water is. We are already everything; we can access all knowing, the cosmic archive of future and past events, by just feeling, paying attention to our breath, our heartbeat, by attending to the process of being alive. That's what I'm finding out, at least.
How does that feel for you, my friends? Are you with me, coming along for the ride? Because I can imagine some of you crave proof. Evidence that what I offer on this podcast has any relevance to your life, your experience. Or are you just here to be entertained? Maybe a little of both?
The kingdom of God is spread upon the earth and man does not see it, so sayeth Thomas in the Gnostic gospels. Are we standing in waters of eternal life and refusing to drink? Can you dream of being more? Would you let in all the excellence if you knew you could?
That's the fun of this podcast, of me, frankly. I've decided to let in the excellence, oh yeah baby. I've come a long way since I started telling the story of the Daughter of God in 2016, the movie that made me. (I love this tagline.)
The proof, the evidence backing up my wacky rantings, is in the progression of these episodes. If you've got a few hundred hours, you can see / hear for yourself who I was when I started podcasting and who I am now: What's been accomplished in the last couple years, what I've realized, what wasn't before and what is now.
But wait, that's not all! Who gives two fucks about the past, even MY illustrious past? What we're all into is the now! Show us something sweet right now, make some magic! Manifest crazy amazing shit, Dan Kelly. Pull out all the stops.
The question is, can we recognize a miracle when we see one? You are a bona fide miracle. You're listening to/watching one too. Check me 🙂
Wrapping up our first feature film is the theme of Season 4 Choice. Since this movie is my making, perhaps our making, who will I be by the end of Season 4? Who will you be?
I suspect the blooming is exponential. We could experience as much beauty in the next few months as we have in the last couple of years. I'm pretty much counting on that, expecting that. Anyone who wants to come along can. You're invited. Tell your favorite peeps. The glorious space ark has plenty of room.
AND... there's always the possibility that I'm about to reprise the myth of Icarus, who flew too close to the sun. Maybe my wax will melt and I'll plummet to the earth. Die young and leave a good-looking corpse like James Dean. Imagine having a front-row seat for that. Not to be morbid; I'm just acknowledging the possibility that I might be off my nut, that EVERYTHING I'm saying is WRONG.
Either way, what's coming up should be fun, fascinating, epic. So stay tuned. Magic is.
What happens to a guy who releases limits, who opens up to all he could be? I'm super curious. Also feels kind of necessary, timely if you believe war correspondent Chris Hedges. He's a contemporary Paul Revere, warning citizens of the USA that we're on the brink of totalitarian rule. For sure the whole consumer paradigm has to be brought to a screeching crashing halt before we break the Earth. A heroic age, this.
Did you catch what I just did there? Jordan Peterson says he'd need 40 hours to explain whether Christ ascended bodily into heaven. Back in 1966, for just over 15 minutes, the Beatles were more popular than Jesus Christ. In the last six or seven minutes I just threw down the gauntlet, or rolled out the red carpet, whatever. Are the full implications sinking in?
The Daughter of God, she's coming and not a moment too soon.
That's the Daughter of Godcast Season 4, Episode 119 Red Carpet. Is there any news about the movie? Should I be talking about actors and After Effects® and miniatures and lights? Isn't that what movie making is REALLY about? What about simplifying DOG's finances, how's that going? What's the project attorney working on? Are upgrades to the website dog.movie imminent? We'll be up to our armpits in nuts and bolts soon enough. For now, let's revel in the panorama, feel the future. Delight in the why of this movie making. What if you we're your own movie?
” some of you crave proof. Evidence that what I offer on this podcast has any relevance to your life, your experience. Or are you just here to be entertained? Maybe a little of both? ” How about neither? Some of us are merely dipping into the tao of Dan. It can be puzzling, annoying, insightful, funny, or just plain delightful. No other motives are necessary. And by the way, if you *are* Icarus, you will leave behind a body that is not as beautiful as James Dean’s. Melted, in fact. Come to think of it, his may have been mangled beyond recognition as far as I know. But his image–like yours–remains as he was in life. So do what you do and share it with us. We all expand each other’s horizons, like it or not, and how can that be a bad thing?
Icarus must have been very beautiful, certainly in the eyes of his father. Even after plunging to the Earth, whether shattered on a high crag or splashing into the ocean. Because myths. Also HE didn’t melt, Pam! The wax keeping the feathers on his wings melted and the feathers fell off. We moderns know the higher you fly, the colder it gets. Back then, the sun was a campfire in the sky. Ideas change and the stars recede. Our questions only make the cosmos more mysterious. Which is a feature, not a bug.
Yeah, yeah, I know about the wings. Just having fun with the Icarus metaphor, because melting was more visually appealing than smashing on rocks. Well, “appealing”? OK, that’s weird; maybe I meant more visually arresting. And don’t forget cosmic radiation, when you’re in space that far. Maybe worse than melting? It’s all fodder for the mind. our wonderful, mysterious, fathomless minds!
I knew you knew, just being a pedant. Diodorus Siculus was supposedly the first to write this down and the flying escape was the SECOND version. In the first they escape by boat – boring. Diodorus must have seen snow capped mountains at some point, and probably knew that it got colder the higher you went. We think these guys were dopes! Maybe reality was utterly different back then, the sun could have been this little fire ball rapidly orbiting the Earth at say 30,000 feet. The mountain tops tho they were closer would only be briefly exposed to the warming rays while the lower climes would get rays all day. Space doesn’t start till 300k feet. So no cosmic rays, if there even were any back then. According to Rupert Sheldrake’s inquiries, the speed of light isn’t a constant, it varies over time. Physics could be just a story that changes with each telling. Some people make money writing about stuff like this.
Props on the Peterson reference.
Youtube is like the Akashic records. Looking forward to having your opinion on several subjects.
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