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Aloha and
Good Morning, “That was scary,” Expedience exclaimed. All
the other little creatures clinging to the rocks and twigs at the bottom of a
pool beneath the waterfall shivered and gathered around her, eager to hear
everything. “This really big seagull,” she went on, “Was flying low and slow
over the water right when I jumped up into heaven and he grabbed me with his
claws.” “How
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“That’s what I wanted to know! The seagull
explained that up there isn’t heaven at all. He claims that heaven is much
higher still, higher even than the things he called clouds. Yet, what he saw
as normal, I saw as mystical and magnificent. I’m certain that if I can go
there often enough, the experience of it will change me. I’ll become more
than I am now. Even if leaping into a new level of experience can be fraught
with unexpected complications, I believe it’s the way the current has shown
me.” True to her word, Expedience spent many
long hours each day, leaping into the sky. She learned to breathe more
deeply. She learned to still her mind so that each micro-moment of experience
remained emblazoned within her consciousness before once again she splashed
back down into the river. She didn’t notice how the others began to murmur,
down in the rocks, and to talk about her behind her back until one day the
oldest of them called her over. |
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“I don’t like what you’re
doing,” he said. Expedience felt her heart skip with shock. “You’re making
people uncomfortable. Nothing has changed in this community for many
lifetimes. What you’re doing goes against everything we know. It’s like a
tadpole leaving the shelter of the rocks, the tadpole may think that it’s a
really grown up thing to do – but to the grown ups that tadpole is merely a
tasty snack to be enjoyed without half the work normally required to feast so
richly. How are you any different? You don’t belong up there. It’s not
natural. If you persist in such strange behavior, pretty soon you’ll neither
belong down here nor be welcomed amongst us any longer.” Expedience
cried, heart broken, feeling betrayed and abandoned by the place she’d come
to think of as home. Once again she let go of the rock and wiggled into the
current flowing silently away from the community at the bottom of the pool by
the base of the waterfall. |
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Sometimes in our personal path of growth we find
ourselves feeling abandoned and alone. Sometimes we find that moving forward
forces us to walk along unaccompanied. We cry out, But why? We don’t want to
be alone. Who among us does? Society, it seems, supports the growth of its
people only to a certain point. Anyone who desires to grow beyond “the way
things have been for many life times,” must often strike out on their own,
leaving them without experiential models to follow on their path. We move
past the place of experience and onto the cliff of unknowing. From one perspective, that of looking
backward at what was, the cliff of unknowing is a dark and scary place. From
another perspective, it becomes the place of polishing and thus our hearts
desire. As soon as we declare our desire to grow and to learn to do things
differently and better, the current of our higher nature carries us to the
cliff of unknowing over and over again, certain that if we go often enough,
the experience of it will change us. We’ll become more than we are now. We’ll
become self-sourcing. We’ll become our own society in the support of our path
of personal empowerment. In doing so, we become like the sun in whose light
the flowers of morning blossom and those people whose paths cross our own
benefit by example. Nor are we ever really alone, even on the
cliff of unknowing. Ahh, if only we could open our eyes and see.
Individuality is an illusion for we are all connected and inter-connected
with each other and with the Divine who ever reaches down to pull us through
the darkness of our limited and narrow perspective and through the space of
forgetting that negativity causes. We may only be able to leap into that place
of higher perspective for seconds at a time before we “splash down again into
the river,” and yet for those few seconds we were there! Think about it, we
were there! Having been there once, we
can go there again and again, until “there” become “here” and we have found
the way of consolidation and transformation. Then we get to start over again,
but never mind that! Time, like individuality, is an illusion – a
by-product of our three dimensional processing brain, a chemical construct to
explain our current perceptual reality. There is no real difference between
leaping into the heavens for mere seconds and simply staying there, except
our perception of what it means to be “in heaven.” May each of us access that place of higher
perspective for there is where we find heaven. Aloha, Peace and Wellness, Holman |
