The Akashic Records and Quantum Consciousness: Walking in a Living Field

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I’ll meet you there.

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field. I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase “each other”
doesn’t make any sense.
The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don’t go back to sleep.
You must ask for what you really want.
Don’t go back to sleep.
People are going back and forth across the doorsill
where the two worlds touch.
The door is round and open.
Don’t go back to sleep.

You may know this poem by Rumi. It’s actually an excerpt from a longer piece, called A Great Wagon. I’d like to think that Rumi is talking to us about the quantum field of the Akashic Records.

They didn’t have a name for the Field in Rumi’s days. They didn’t need to, and perhaps would have even found it sacrilegious to name the nameless. That Field is the world of Fairy, the Vast Earth, the quantum realm known to so many cultures, where one could fall asleep and wake up 200 years later, where houses speak and peo…