A very poignant article in light of my experience yesterday. A family reunion at an older sibling’s home with nephews, after having largely stayed away this year. I was cautious, knowing the company were firmly embedded in their 3D lives, attentive, gracious, but ready to answer questions if necessary, being seen as the odd maverick. There were a surprising number of questions from the oldest couple, as well as sharing, what seemed like a genuine attempt to understand the direction my life had moved in. I gradually let my guard down and began to talk freely, the words came quite easily. An opening seemed to have been left around the question of spiritual vacancy, where religion had failed to deliver. However, as I talked, a nephew who had been silent and listening suddenly jumped in. Normally affable and friendly, he was strangely aggressive and confrontational. Nobody was interested in what I had to say, it was my personal, crazy rubbish, boring and irritating to all present. His mother joined in. Why would I presume to talk about my personal, private opinions as if they were fact? Did I not realise I was violating social convention and overextending myself, or words to that effect. My other nephew, a born again christian, sat silently. He only spoke to say he did everything in his life to support the kingdom of the lord as he put it. From being lulled into thinking I had been given an invitation to describe the process of the shift, I suddenly felt ambushed. And the most significant effect was the angry and projectional energy coming from my normally mild nephew. I pointed out to him that he was projecting his own distortion at me. I was going to stay but sensed it was time to leave. On the long drive home I was able to reflect. As the article reflects above, I saw this as interventional energy coming through a family member and attacking aggressively. Two family members then formed an axis to confront me. They had a lot to lose by confronting the status quo, having well embedded, carefully constructed social lives. I had recieved many karmic signals before this meeting. What I felt was that, rather than specifically reflect exclusion and being ostracised from groups and society due to my errors, there was something more. I was being cast out because I was challenging consciousness, the established order, religion. My perceptions were too dangerous to be shared in society and as a result, there would have been a time when this was life threatening. I was being called out as a mad, dangerous misfit again, trying to spread poisonous lies. This makes perfect sense now and the above article reflects that. The confrontation left me reeling because it took me by suprise, but I see the value in it and how doors are held open to process this through.