Showing posts with label The Tao. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Tao. Show all posts

Friday, January 18, 2013

Look! A New Soul Is Born!

It was a warm moonless night and the dark sky was filled with stars, rich in awareness...

A few of us climbed high onto the ridge. The air was still and eerily silent. Small animals rustled unseen between the rocks, scurrying under scraggy bushes and the branches of mountain plants and herbs.

I stumbled...

Someone reached down and a hand steadily pulled me up.

I could not see well in the dark, as we used no lights.

I could see the dark surrounding shadow of land; but I could not see what was under my feet. "Feel your way up!" Someone ahead said... "Use your senses! Don't stumble around!"

Our guides had done this many times .. they were skilled in practice.

I tried to feel the way ahead. As I fell over a small hard root .. a firm hand caught me!

We were all friends sharing the same adventure .. some of us more aware than others. Each one of us had fine tuned our own skills through applying our own passions. Still .. I wanted to learn how to walk in the dark, even if it was not one of my current skills.

The year was 2113 .. we were advanced enough to use high frequency night vision; but we had decided to use our bodies and do things the old way. The way of the guides.

Skilled travellers, navigators and guides lived on the periphery of our hi-tech advanced society. We tolerated this deviation .. even encouraged it .. as a deep connection to the past and to the humans we were.

Then, one day the guides offered to teach some of us their ways.

Perhaps, teach is the wrong word .. they decided to share with us.

Do not imagine the guides were low tech communities. As we were to find out .. they were using higher level technologies than our advanced Earth society knew at that time.

It took me years to understand and to join them...

Dark Starry Night
We climbed to the high ridge, in the dark, at the advice of our guides .. and they were right! The climb up to the ridge demanded the extension of our natural senses. I felt my eyes and heart changing, as we reached the highest point of the flat plateau.

For the first time in my life my senses were active .. I felt alive .. this is the most important aspect the natural guides wished to share with us. I climbed up the last part of the small incline on my own and lay back against a mound of earth to look up at the night sky.

"Don't you remember?" someone close to me asked.

One of the guides pointed to the Polar star. Look!

We would all stay there until sunrise...

Sometimes I would fall asleep .. and dream of stars.

High Up On The Ridge
Up on the ridge, I was in my element. I lay back watching and studying the stars. I felt that I could lie there and watch the stars for eternity. This experience was so different from the advanced deep-sky observatory we used. High mind, low tech! I had to laugh! It was so funny!

I watched the night sky and strange things began to happen...

How many times had I looked up at these skies? In other lives? I did not know at the time that this meeting with our guides was an adaptation process created by the ancient society of elders.

As we observed the stars, we were being observed.

Spectacular, beautiful shooting stars broke through the infinite silence of space. I lost and gained consciousness throughout the night. Sometimes for only a few minutes and sometimes for longer. I did not know the difference between short and long .. all seemed part of the same consciousness awake or asleep.

Brilliant shooting stars shot across the deep night sky...

"Look! A new soul is born!" said one of the guides close to me.

A new soul is born?

"Don't you remember?" he asked.

"No!" I said .. disturbed by his intrusion into my thoughts.

Don't you remember?

Our science had advanced so much since 2013 .. but our shared human awareness was way beyond any technological advancements in science. Don't you remember... I paused as he asked me the question.

That was a long way back .. so far .. so near...

It was 2013 and I was sitting in an apartment typing on an old style computer. Yet! My mind then was as sharp as it is today. My passion was as deep as it is today. What was I typing on that old style computer?

... Meteor Showers Invisible Dark Fields.

How could I have known then, that watery deep dark fields ejaculate meteor showers into the Earth? Was I more advanced then than I am now? Surely not! But .. how could I have known .. so long ago?

"The post still exists," he said, "you can research it!" and he smiled.

I slowly turned to look at one of the mysterious guides .. his face was hidden under the shadow of a hood. He lay back to look up at the night sky. A bright fast shooting star crossed the night sky.

"Look," he said, "another soul is born!"

By 2113, it was accepted that deep space, Galaxies, Solar Systems and Suns contained water. In fact, they were created from water .. the cosmic waters beyond space-time.

I lay back looking at the stars, remembering the distant past.

I will research this, when I return to the observatory. But .. some part of me did not need to research .. and this is why the guidance and their guides were so interested in me.

"Did you see it!" he said.

I lay back peacefully and looked up at the dark sky, the stars and the Milky Way... That was my initiation into the 2113 Guidance beyond time and space...

Look! A new soul is born!

Friday, December 14, 2012

Sacred Mountain

"Sacred mountain...
All of the Earth is sacred!"

I was born! Inside sacred mountains!

All of the mountains are pure! I remember!

Sacred mountains! Nature! Purity! Truth!

My ancestors came from the mountains .. lived in the pure mountains. Inside my blood .. inside my heart .. inside my DNA. All I know is the purity of the mountains. Both harsh and beautiful .. the mountains are my life.

Many lifetimes .. lifetime after lifetime .. there are mountains inside my DNA. Pure, tranquile, dangerous and enlightening. They are absorbed into my being and I am absorbed into them.

Sacred mountain!

Then! One time being born .. there are no real mountains!

Where am I?

Who am I .. without their presence?

Still .. I had a family who drove to the mountains .. very far away. We drove and drove... To arrive!

I felt sick inside the city .. I felt healthy in the mountains! It only took a few hours to feel enlightened .. to know/feel who I am. In the mountains, days turned to weeks and long term enlightenment.

Perhaps, for a Time^Traveller, ability and balance comes from inner cohesion through developing outer empathy and understanding of inner and outer nature.

Did the mountains test me?

I wanted to stay only there .. deep in Nature .. close to my own being .. close to the source .. close to home. I focused on the mountains .. planned my future .. planned my escape from base human society. I would only live in the mountains! Be alone!

But! That was not to be!

Then came the dreaded day .. the day I did not foresee...

I returned to the mountains to ask for "guidance".

In a way I was arrogant .. confident .. the mountains were part of me .. part of my future! They would talk with me .. teach me .. show me the way and protect me. I was part of them and they were part of me.

The mountains were my future...

When you ask for Guidance .. be sure of your inner direction.

I admit! I was arrogant! Sure of myself!

I would live in the mountains .. I was ready!

When the mountains told me the path .. the way .. I cried.

The mountains did not show me many paths .. they showed me one path.

They did not show me alternatives .. they showed me "what is".

Hey! Little human! Time to grow up!

Whaat ?? !!

You have got to be kidding !!

Sacred mountain in my heart ... ??

Yeh! That was the way it was ,,,

I was headed back to the mountains in the same time they were headed to me. We met somewhere in the middle. I was part of them and they were part of me. The mountains kicked me out when I was ready!

Humans are part of Nature and Nature is part of humans!

We learn to serve rather than to dominate.

Sacred mountain teaches Time^Travellers over millions of years.

How to live, The Way of the Tao.

Thursday, November 8, 2012

Soft Muscle Hard Bones

"Each part of your body
should be connected to every other part."

- Zhang San Feng

I was an Apache warrior before 'The Reservations' ...

My Apache fierceness was connected to my devotion, which was connected to my skill as a warrior and as a human being. The Elders trained my body as the Great Spirit trained my mind.

We knew when to face and we knew when to run .. we knew when to hide and we knew when to attack. We knew where to hide and we knew how to confront. We knew when to kill and we knew how to die.

My devotion to the Great Spirit guided me in all things.

Killing our enemy was the same as killing the Great Spirit. We never took killing lightly. It never came easy to us. Killing an enemy was like soft muscle and hard bones. The bones and the muscles are interdependent .. the Apache knew this.

I lived 43 Suns before the white man came.

The white man was hard muscle and soft bones .. the opposite of all that the Great Spirit taught us. The white man was afraid, and that made his bones soft. The white man liked to kill, and that made his muscles hard.

It was an insult to the Creator to fight with hard muscles and soft bones.

My people were moved to reservations .. the rest of us died.

I was not for the reservations. A small number of us could survive in the wilderness .. hard bones guided by soft muscles. That was how we lived until we died.

When I died the Great Spirit laughed... He laughed so much, that I laughed with him. Then I looked back a long long way .. to that place behind me .. that place I had left behind. The place of hard muscle and soft bones.

Connected To Every Other Part
As a male warrior, I was born into a tradition of many teachers who are one. The elders taught us .. the Great Spirit guided us and the Ancestors watched over us.

Our muscles are soft for a reason. Our tendons balance the softness of the muscles and the hardness of the bones. Our bones are hard for a reason. That was the way it once was.

Along the trail a young coyote had died.

First his organs melted with his blood. Then his muscles began to dry up with his brain. Then his fur and his tendons dried like straw in the hot Sun .. and last of all his white bones lay upon the path ahead.

The white man fears the bones most of all .. their sign for death.

The white man kills out of fear, where the Apache killed out of need.

I looked back down the trail to where the Great Spirit was looking and laughing. People without bones worshiping the soft flesh. The Great Spirit was laughing so hard, that I also began to laugh.

The Apache built their foundation on hard bones .. moving with soft muscles .. tempered with tendons .. fed with organs .. nourished with blood. The waters of the Earth moved freely within us.

My skull lay unseen under the tall red walls of some dusty canyon, until the winter river swell carried it away. No different than my brother, the coyote, on his way across the path.

We Apache, were the Masters of timing and movement... each part of the body was connected to every other part. Each part of the body was connected to the Universe. But, most important of all .. each part of the body was connected to the Creator .. the Great Spirit that moves in all things.

Soft muscle .. hard bones...