What if … Everything we think we know about ourselves and the Universe is wrong?
“The blue mist had disappeared, and they were standing in a sunlit forest. The fresh smell of early morning air was the first sensation that Sean experienced. Clean, fresh, unpolluted air, trees, moss, and soil. He took two or three deep breaths, allowing himself to sink into the clearness and perfection of the air and forest around him.
The Knight pointed toward forest floor indicating that Sean should kneel down. For once Sean did not refuse or ask questions. He knelt down. Directly on the ground beneath him, surrounding him and spreading as far as the eye could see was thick, green moss. “What is that?” the Knight asked.
“Moss,” Sean said simply.
“Are you sure? Touch it. Feel it. Look very closely at it.”
Sean obediently probed his fingertips into the green moss in front of him. The first thing he noticed as he carefully inspected it was the many shades of green. So many variations of one color. The next thing he noticed was each individual stem. The moss was a vine, with tiny stalks, each forming into tinier branches and leaf-like structures. “There are hundreds, maybe even thousands, of tiny leaves in just this one small bit of moss,” Sean blurted out, amazed that he had never seen that before. He had spent many an hour wandering through the forest outside his town, but he had never really looked at anything. He had always been obsessed with his thoughts and his anger.
The Knight continued, “Put your hand right down into the moss.”
Gently, and with a newly found feeling of reverence, Sean slowly pushed his fingers more fully into the depths of the miracle growing on the ground before him.
“Where does your hand stop and the moss begin?” The Knight asked.
Sean looked up at him in amazement. “It doesn’t,” he whispered, “it’s all together. My hand, the moss, it’s… it’s…”
“It’s all one thing isn’t it?” the Knight smiled. “You’re touching it, and it’s touching you. You’re holding it and it’s holding you. Now, Sean, lie down on your stomach. Lie down on the floor of the forest.”
Again, Sean did not hesitate to do as he was told.
The instructions continued. “Don’t do anything, Sean. Just lie there and feel. Be open. Expect nothing, but look for everything.”
As Sean lay on the soft moss of the earth, he found himself feeling in a way he never had before. His thinking stopped. He felt like an empty vessel, yet he was acutely aware of everything in his experience. His heart was beating strongly, almost loud enough for him to hear. As he listened and felt this beat, this rhythm, it increased to become a deeply rooted bass sound that reverberated throughout his whole body. He heard the Knight’s voice coming from far away, “Go further. Don’t stop. Move forward.”
Further, Sean thought. How do I go … ? Instantly, his experience broadened. He felt the center of his chest open and his heart expand. He felt his heart plunge deep inside the Earth, to wrap itself around the heart of the Earth and he felt the Earth’s reply, as it entwined itself around his. One heart. One heartbeat.
The raven’s cry echoed in the skies above, a flock of geese announced their spring homecoming, and Sean wept. He thought he heard whispered words of, ‘Welcome Home, my son.’ But, maybe it was just the wind.”
What If ... Everything we think we know about life is wrong?
If moss could be so much more than we know – what else could be so much more?
Very young children point to things and ask
What’s this? What’s that?
We tell them what it is – that’s grass
and they don’t ask that question again
because now they know what it is
And so the door to possibility closes as certainty sets in.
If you know what everything is, you stop questioning.
What if there was another whole purpose for everyone and everything in our lives
but we don’t know about it because we have never bothered to look?
What if everything you think you know about yourself and the world
is only one side of a multi-dimensional reality?
How sad that you haven’t explored the other dimensions of life
because you thought you knew everything there was to know about it.
What if you have been walking around your whole life seeing only black and white,
Sparkling, shimmering, shape-shifting
Smiling a secret smile
Create your own path:
Sit by yourself where you won’t be disturbed
for a few minutes
Look at something ….. anything …..
doesn’t matter at all what you look at
Empty your mind of all you know about what it is
And really look at it
It’s actually more space than a solid, as atoms are more space than mass
If you could see its molecular structure, it wouldn’t look at all like a glass
What about the chair you’re sitting on
How does it hold you up when it is way more space than mass?
You should fall right through it!
What about people? We seem solid, but are we?
The more you do this experiment, the more you realize that it’s possible
That everything we think we know about life is wrong
What you think is true, may not be true
What you think you are, may not be what you are
What you think our Universe is, may not be what it is
What you think your life is, may not be what it is at all
What you think your purpose is each day, may not be what it is at all
What if there was another whole purpose for everyone and everything in our lives but we don’t know about it because we have never bothered to look?
What if there was a huge and amazing world inside the world we think we live in.
What if it was a living, breathing, puzzle for us to solve?
If you thought maybe that was true, would you start looking for the puzzle?
You are not a body. You are Life Itself.
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