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A Definition of Starseeds
Carl Sagan, a much noted and quoted American astronomer, said: We are star stuff which has taken its destiny into its own hands.
In the Bible, John 17:16 says: They are not of the world, even as I am not of the world.
There are varying definitions of Starseeds on the web and I will list a couple at the bottom of this post.
As a starting point, I have compiled a definition from my research.
Starseeds are entities existing on Earth but not of the Earth. They know, without a doubt, there is so much more to life and the universe than what they have been taught by parents, in school, by religions, and by society.
They search for understanding as to why they are here, but possess an obsessive drive to complete the mission for which they have been sent. At every turn, they sense a guiding force in their life that cannot be explained by accepted Earthling beliefs. For this reason, they feel alone and sometimes seek refuge in a fantasy world. They long for the day they return to their beginnings.
Wikipedia refers to Starseeds as Star People, a Native American spiritual concept according to the book Hidden Mysteries by Joshua David Stone, PHD. This New Age, fringe theory, as Wikipedia calls it, was first introduced by Brad Steiger in his 1976 book Gods of Aquarius. Steiger describes Star People as: “humans who come from a special gene pool linked to visits by extraterrestrials.”
I don’t necessarily agree or disagree with Steiger. All I know for sure is there is a unique difference between those people who project a positive and inviting energy and Others who don’t. Author J.K. Rowling labeled these Others as muggles—those lacking magic.
Unfortunately, there are many muggles on Earth. Individuals whose lives have so little magic they go about their day trying to pull others into their dreary, mundane existence by demeaning, criticizing, and sometimes even harming the magical ones.
The magical ones never seem to fit. They can’t be categorized, assigned, shuffled into life’s puzzle, or defeated. They exist and bring magic to those they encounter, that is, if the one encountered is open to such enlightenment.
As I search for more ways to identify Starseeds, my best guide are the people with whom I have come in contact. They tend to project that otherworldly singularity. I offer two examples.
Starseed Example #1
My granddaughter attended a celebrated private school for several years. On occasions when I shuttled her to school, I amused myself with the comings and goings of The Affluents. (We are not of that class. My granddaughter attended their school at a discount because a family member taught there.)
Doctors, lawyers, real estate moguls, and the rest of the population, who wouldn’t dare set a foot out the door without wearing designer instead of Walmart, flocked in and out of the kid-unload-zone looking more like the cover of “Vogue” than parents dropping off their tykes.
On one such outing, I noticed a woman. She didn’t fit the norm for this school—bespectacled, long-flowing skirt, flip-flops, bed-head hair—toting an infant in a sling across her chest and dragging another behind. She was late, but sang as she hurried before the doors were locked. She kissed her little daughter a sweet good-bye, sat on a bench in the shade, unbuttoned her blouse and nursed her demanding infant.
Affluents eyed her with disdain, to which she replied, “Hello. Beautiful day, isn’t it?” Some nodded, others ignored, and some just scurried quickly by and avoided eye contact at all costs.
For me, it was a magical sight. Day after day, I watched for the young mother—always late, always in a hurry, but always finding time to sing to her children. I became fascinated with her courage.
At school functions, she was the one who stood out. She wore the same clothes she’d worn the day before and the week before. Her children were the loudest and most unruly in comparison to others. Yet, she greeted the Affluents’s stares with a smile and some pleasantry of sorts.
I asked my family member about the bohemian. She handed me a note that read:
Thank you for working so hard with the children and including all of them in your production.
All had been underscored twice.
The family member taught theatre to the youngest of the children at this school—a feat worthy of recognition in itself. “This is the note she sent me today,” the family member said when she handed it to me. “She sends me a note at least once a week complimenting, supporting, and encouraging me. None of the other parents, teachers, or administrators have ever done this.”
There had, however, been a number of complaints issued against the family member for including all the children in her productions instead of only The Talented. I bet you can guess which parents they were.
The family member clutched the note to her chest and headed to corral her wards into a bevy of order, but paused and turned back to me, “Her notes keep me going. They are an affirmation that I am doing what is right. She calls herself a Starseed.”
That was my first introduction to the theory of Starseeds and my interest in the concept was justly stoked—whether it be New Age or not, whether it be fringe theory or not, or whether it be extraterrestrial or not—didn’t matter, I needed to find out more about these individuals.
Was she a Starseed? Her mission does seem to be to teach others to enjoy the world, to accept others as they are not as you think they should be, and to encourage our teachers. A strong and needed mission in light of our current political atmosphere.
Please do not interpret my definition of Starseeds as those who are not into designer apparel. Just seems to me that Starseeds are far less concerned about appearances and more into showing we Earthlings a different way to live, be at peace, and be happy.
Starseeds Example #2
A couple of years ago, I met some of my husband’s extended family for the first time. The conversations went the way of all conversations—polite, a bit of interest, nothing too deep, no one really saying what they’d been up to or what was really on their mind.
My husband’s cousin—an accomplished and well-known artist living in Santa Fe—whom I had heard much about but never met—announced that his lovely significant other was a published author.
The entire energy of the setting switched from politeness to intriguing.
Before me sat a kindred spirit. Another writer. Someone I had wished for since I began my journey. A feeling of intense exhilaration filled my soul, and though her genre is far different than mine, the connection was there. We talked about publishing, our books, and marketing. And when I mentioned I was a writer of science fiction, I didn’t see the normal cringe or hear the faltering conversation. Nor did I witness the body language that shouted disengagement and disinterest. Instead, she leaned forward.
Yes, leaned forward.
I didn’t hear the things I generally hear from friends and family: (1) I don’t read science fiction. Or (2) So you’re a writer too? Isn’t everyone?
No, she leaned in, and we talked about things I haven’t been able to share with anyone. Things I only talk about in my blog in hopes of finding other kindred spirits.
You are probably asking what about your husband? Your kids? My husband is wonderful, but he prefers to talk about snow skiing or hiking. My kids, wonderful too, but like everyone, are too busy.
How about your friends? You might ask. In the ultra conservative southern Colorado town in which I live, sadly I have no friends only acquaintances. There is no one to discuss the possibilities of ancient astronauts, Walk-Ins, alien encounters, ghosts, animal spirit guides, and all the other topics that are fascinating and brain altering to me.
Deep into the midst of our conversation, the Artist joined us, and I found another kindred spirit. Our conversations went into a frenzy of topics I had always wanted to share with someone, but was afraid to.
He is an intuitive and shamanic healer. Her book is titled Embracing The End-of-Life Journey, and she is a Reiki master and spiritual teacher. They are a mesmerizing couple and a force of all that is magical and unexplainable. More about them can be found on their website http://joyousjournies.com/home.html
Other Starseed Definitions Found on the Web
*Starseeds are individuals that originate from far-distant star and solar systems, planets, and galaxies. These highly evolved souls carry a plethora of wisdom and special abilities that hibernates deep within the core of their being.
*Not everyone on earth is from earth. There are those who are here from other planets and civilizations in this and other universes. And though they walk around in human bodies, many have forms that are not human. Many are drawn to animals and other life forms on earth that, in fact, closely resemble their true form. For example, some are very drawn to dolphins; there is a race of Beings called the Nommos who live on a planet in the Sirius star system.
Of the above people, who do you see as a Starseed? The mother. The writer. The artist. And is there a Starseed in your life? Are you one? If you are not sure, my next blog, which I will post soon, offers a list of typical Starseed characteristics.
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(BTW the animals pictures are my children’s animal totems. My daughter is Turtle. My son is Otter. My granddaughter is the Great Blue Heron. And Fox is my little grandson we lost in April but whose presence I feel every day.)