In my young- and mid-adult life I could not grasp the full extent to which the history I was taught in school, and conditioned to believe blindly by mainstream media and film, is and was nothing but political and religious propaganda. How else could society have come to deify the logo, All-Seeing Eye? It has become the symbolic representation of a controlling elite whose currency controls humanity’s desires with over-amplification of the senses of the material body through commercialized myth and staged drama.
I was too focused on current day-to-day survival. And why, you might think, do we struggle to survive? Could it be that humanity’s myriad of cultures were not native to the earth but were suspended in vitro by the inseminations of our galactic procreators? Could this be why earth humans are so estranged from Nature? Could this be why the goal in the rising quest of Shamanism is to fulfill the longing we have had to be integrated with our planet with the cosmos?
Upon our visiting the Earth, we as a species have caused irreparable havoc. Clearly this speaks of a psychosis prevalent in the majority of those who have the mindset of materialistic conquest. Is it the raping of the earth, of which an unsustainable wasteland would be our inheritance, that benefits consciousness? Is this consequence in our collective shift the sacrifice that activates the human genome in the larger scale of a grand experimentation of the fittest kind?
I live in a community of nut tree growers with the largest percentage of land dedicated to organic farming in the USA. I have been spending more time deep weeding in the garden after many days of rain. Earthworms are wiggling exposed by the pitchfork. And every time I see one, how grateful I am to them for helping our soil! I started to geminate the seeds weeks ago in the greenhouse. While I am planting food, this beneficial ritual has isolated me from those New Age leaders pontificating on ephemeral spirituality which has become just another useless religious model designed to distract us from our responsibility to steward the earth. Of all the many self-promoting attractors of consciousness, who has any interest in working a garden? Who among them has experienced the cycles of germination and growth, harvesting and relishing the nutrition? So what is the meaning of “harnessing the light to amplify energies that heal” if the blueprint to being a gardener does not exist within you? You are still eating the package the All-Seeing Eye has processed for you.
If the All-Seeing Eye printed on American currency is of such value to you for your good credit rating, you will most likely find a dependency on the egos of other humans more important than preserving and honoring our adopted home, the Earth. While the current of Sacred and Natural laws found within a creation seed uproots trees, flattens homes, disturbs minds and activates hearts, one’s ability to stay Earthed depends upon our celestial purpose. There is a dichotomy here. While humanity’s consciousness is destroying the Earth, that very destruction is forcing us to raise our consciousness and to learn that we must realign our lives to foster ecology. The sages learned of these Sacred and Natural laws through self-reflection and stillness, by observing consciousness and radiating non-interference through compassion. Unless we put down the weapons of our destructive thoughts, annihilation continues.
Do not fear (coyote language for “fear all you want”), I will not throw the worker out of the light in this universe. After all, this is my self-reflection. This is my rant. It is obvious to me, the “I am” of me, that the spirit dwelling within my body is not of the earth, yet it is paradoxical to say, I am the seed. And I am the incorruptible seed, just like you the reader, whose well-divined purpose was fragmented from the ethers of creation, you are also the seed. In spite of genocidal manipulation, the soul seed continues to spiritually self-propagate and fragrant the atmosphere. So let us watch the Sun, the light-giver, and continue to spread deep our common ancestral roots into the greater seed, Earth, to give birth in gratitude—not just by a systematized cult procedure, but through an unknown quantum leap towards communal coherence of the flowering kind. The unnatural landscapes of alien ingredients have no power to stop consciousness. Consciousness prevails. The pure seed of consciousness is greater than its genetically modified offspring.
We are seven billion seeds pollinating through virtual realities. Imagine you and me in synchronicity and just for a moment in love. Reliance on symbolic representations of the past ceases to exist, for the enormity of space has only frequency. There is no eye or I. Perhaps this is the One we have been noticing. Look around you. What do you feel? We are at a crossroad. There will be those who have placed their dependency on superfluous excitements, and there will be those whose attention will be on germinating a seed taken from your mouth’s saliva and planted into a medicine garden. I am learning to steer inwardly like the sages, towards the horizon of human evolution.
I therefore stand barefoot on the muddy soil; I stand on the earth, with the sacred hoe, pitchfork and shovel in humble repose. Mother, I commit myself as your seed. I am dutiful at your will. I am the equinox. Within me comes the rising Sun and the setting Moon. I stand in balance walking in beauty. Within me come the rising Moon and the setting Sun. It has been a good day to serve and a good evening to dream.
March 19th , 2012