Tuesday, 23 April 2013

Two plebs and a load of garbage - a strange story


Big Pleb and Little Pleb were brothers. They lived in a town like any other town, quite ordinary, with nothing much out of the ordinary happening, for most of the time. The thing was, Little Pleb wasn't really all that ordinary. He didn't join in all the petty squabbles that went on amongst the other plebs and he pretty much kept himself to himself. He was content just the way he was.

Little Pleb was not like all the other plebs

Naturally, this didn't go down very well amongst the family of plebs. He was considered rather strange and ‘backward,’ especially by his big brother, who was quite a bit bigger than him. He took Little Plebs behaviour as a personal attack against himself. In fact, Big Pleb would get extremely annoyed at Little Pleb when he didn't follow the crowd or conform to the unwritten ‘rules’ of Pleb town.

“One day,” said Big Pleb to himself, “I am going to teach my little brother a lesson he will never forget. It will be a lesson so powerful that he will want nothing else other than to be like me and all the other plebs. He will beg me to help him and he will look upon me with respect, just as a little brother should look upon his elder and better!” Big Pleb felt very happy inside as he contemplated this. It even made him smile benevolently at Little Pleb who was trotting along peacefully beside him, little suspecting what his big brother had in store.

I'm going to teach him a lesson he'll never forget!

The day arrived when the thoughts of Big Pleb finally came into being. It happened quite spontaneously, with no premeditated action, as they walked side by side along a perfectly normal street, on a perfectly normal day. Little Pleb was being his usual irritating self (in the opinion of Big Pleb), refusing to engage in an animated ‘rant’ the elder brother was having with himself about one of the other members of the ‘clan.’

His lack of response annoyed Big Pleb far more than it ever had in the past. He was so incensed he turned upon Little Pleb. He picked him up, turned him upside down, and deposited him face down in a rather large barrel of garbage. Then he stood back with smug satisfaction as he watched Little Pleb wriggle and wriggle to set himself free. “There, that’ll teach you not to be like the rest of us,” he said. “When you come to your senses, and beg me for forgiveness, I shall set you free.”

Little Pleb gave up the struggle

Little Pleb couldn't hear a word that was being said. He was, after all, buried face down in a rather deep barrel of garbage! And for a while he did struggle. He thrashed about as far as he could, trying to right his upturned body, but to no avail. In the end he gave up.

He became aware, instead, of his new surroundings, noticing all the details using his five senses. He couldn't see very much as it was quite dark, but he could make out pieces of rotten vegetable and the odd twig or leaf. 

It was his sense of smell that was most prominent – an earthy, pungent aroma penetrated his nostrils; so strong and powerful he could almost taste it. He felt his abdominal muscles tighten in sympathy as they involuntarily forced him to wretch. This was not a very helpful action as it made him open his mouth!

After a while he became used to the stench, as well as the taste, and his sense of touch came in to play. He could feel the slippery movement of tiny worms upon his skin, insects skirting beneath his hands, and something considerably larger, more intimidating, than anything he had sensed so far.

He spotted a long, ropey tail...

Out of the corner of his eye he spotted a long, ropey tail. It vanished as soon as he’d recognised it, only to re-appear right in front of his eyes, in the form of a very large, imposing, grey rat. Rat was as shocked as Little Pleb. Time stood still as they both assessed the potential threat in the other, neither one of them moving a muscle.

Then rat did a very strange thing. Instead of nibbling away at his nose, as Little Pleb expected it to do, he sat upright on his haunches, brought his two front paws together in prayer position, and gazed benevolently into the eyes of Little Pleb. His nose and whiskers moved softly with each breath he took.

Little Pleb, as you would expect, was absolutely dumbfounded!  However, after he had gotten over his surprise, and as rat hadn't altered his position, Little Pleb responded by gazing, in a non-threatening manner, into rats eyes. After a short period of time another very strange thing happened.

Little Pleb falls into the cosmos

As Little Pleb continued to reflect upon, what he realised were, the most benevolent features he had ever set eyes upon, he found himself falling into rats eyes. As he fell he felt himself disappear, the entire universe opening up before him.

He had, quite literally, fallen into the cosmos! His awareness expanded to include direct knowing of the magnificence of all life, everywhere. He encountered star systems within our own galaxy and beyond then creatures within and upon our very own planet. He knew planets, asteroids and constellations; devas within the subtle realms of nature; angelic light beings; the wisdom of the cosmos was laid bare at his feet; and above all, he knew all this magnificence, all this wisdom and Truth, was INSIDE him. He had fallen into the eyes of rat and met himself.

In the eyes of a rat he had met himself

Little Pleb filled with wonder. How could it be a mere rat could reveal all of this to him? Although he didn't really believe it, he had been taught human beings were by far the superior species? How could it be?

You see, just as Little Pleb was no ordinary pleb, rat was no ordinary rat. This particular rat was ‘YODA – RAT,’ a very distant cousin of the famous Yoda who taught Luke Skywalker how to use the force. He had appeared before Little Pleb because the time was right and Little Pleb was open to receive. When two far from ordinary beings come together in mutual respect and acceptance then extra-ordinary happenings are able to take place.

Reverent appreciation...

Appreciating, with reverence, the gift he had bestowed, Little Pleb’s heart swelled with love for this humble creature. And as his heart swelled another strange thing happened – his physical body started to move. Slowly but surely it began to rotate. Before long, instead of being upside down in the garbage, he was the right way up; his head sticking out the top of the barrel.

Meanwhile, outside the barrel, Big Pleb was getting rather concerned. There had been no movement from his little brother for quite some time, and, although he got very irritated by him being different, he still loved him and would not wish him any real harm. Big Pleb thought he had killed his little brother!

Just as he was, in blind panic, about to release him, Big Pleb noticed the compost begin to move. He thought his eyes must be deceiving him for, instead of staring at a pair of upturned legs, his eyes rested upon the smiling face of his brother.

He knew his brother loved him

His immediate reaction was relief. Then he looked again. Little Pleb was different. He emanated a soft gentle light and he could feel deep in his heart how much his little brother loved and respected him. He could feel his gratitude.

You see when Little Pleb emerged from the garbage and laid eyes upon his brother, he felt so much love and appreciation for the gift he had given him, his heart almost burst. If Big Pleb hadn't deposited him in the compost he would never have encountered Yoda-rat and, most importantly, he would never have met himself. There is nothing else that could be worthy of such appreciation.

Big Pleb lifted his little brother from the barrel and they both shared the longest hug that anyone had ever had. They walked away, arms about each other, back to Pleb town.

All the other plebs were at first puzzled, then amazed, at the change between the two brothers.  On sultry summer evenings Little Pleb would tell the story of how the generosity of his big brother enabled him to meet a very unusual rodent in a barrel of garbage.

Before long, as the story spread, the energy of the town began to transform. One by one the plebs aspired to be like Little Pleb (who was now affectionately known as Yoda-pleb) and his elder brother; they wanted to be light, they wanted to KNOW.

Yoda-pleb’s great friend and mentor smiled..... as he ate the garbage.

Thursday, 4 April 2013

Quiescence - What is freedom, and is it all its cracked up to be?




Quiescence



Sacred Space

Continuing the journey begun in part one, we reflect upon the essence of three cards holding the same seed image as their base (Quiescence, In Lak’ech and Sacred Space); when you look at these cards you can see, without much deliberation, that they each hold the essence of each other, they look and feel similar.

Vesica Piscis
Sacred geometry is a useful foundation to use when contemplating a card, image or seed thought etc. These simple structures provide a ‘single pointed focus’ for the lower mind to engage with. Thus occupied, it is open to receive impressions from the realms of Soul and Spirit, without interference or analysis.

I begin my contemplation with the three cards using the vesica piscis geometry as the map (the card is placed in the ‘eyeball’). In Lak’ech is the one at the forefront of my mind as I surrender to the process.

“As my softened gaze settles on the image I am drawn to the centre. Deep within the watery cave I see not one, but two figures. One, as before, a tranquil pregnant woman, the other, less developed, has a child-like quality. It appears to be asleep, resting deep within the womb like space, not yet born. It rests, knowing in the fullness of time it will awake and be known. 
In Lak'ech

A strange juxtaposition occurs; I allow the mystery within the image to reveal its secrets. The child, although appearing to be separate, is inside the mother. Her downward gaze looks towards her belly, to the child in the lower part of the image.

As viewers, we are granted a rare privilege of seeing inside the womb of the mother, to know the child as it is; pure and undefiled. A gift of Grace enables us to know how mother and child are one, seen through an image which portrays them as being separate.

The space holding the child is heart shaped. It feels sacred, a space where love is the only nutrient required to nurture its delicate and unfolding consciousness. How can it fail to be a light in the world when it is birthed through such humble beginnings?

As my contemplation draws to a close a word flashes across my mind, almost too fast for me to hear it; ‘twins.’ This is rapidly
In Lak'ech
followed by two more – ‘soul mates.’ The flower of understanding responds to the clear light of inner seeing. Deep within my heart I know my true soul mate, for which I have searched through aeons of time, lies not outside, but within. It is none other than my own heart.”


"my true soul mate is none other than my own heart"


At this point it might be worth looking a little more deeply into the meaning of ‘In Lak’ech.’ On the card it states ‘Mayan greeting - I am another you,’ similar to ‘Namaste’ from the Indian tradition. However, it is far more than a greeting. ‘In Lak’ech’ is a moral code, a way of life, and more specifically it is a code of the heart; it signifies oneness, unity.

Marrying this with the understanding gained from contemplating our cards we can see how, in our daily life, we may move from separation to unity. 

We have found that Sacred Space is the soul mate of Quiescence, each two halves of the same coin, reflections of the same whole, whilst In Lak’ech IS the whole; it offers a way to live in wholeness each moment of our life.

Its alignment quality, ‘right relationship’ speaks for itself. It begins in our own hearts, nowhere else. When we are aligned and complete within ourselves we naturally transfer this sense of wholeness to our interactions within everyday life.

All the cards mentioned so far, together with the fourth ray ideal (all three cards are connected to the Fourth Ray of Harmony through Conflict)“the love of unity must dominate,” have led us to this point of clarity. There is only one card left to be considered – Freedom. Let us contemplate some more and see whether or not it has any relevance.



“’Quiescence’ is the image I take to accompany me on my journey into the ‘eye’ of the vesica piscis. I am instantly still as I quietly rest in this great womb of creation that gives birth to all forms. I travel far into the watery space within the sacred cave. I continue swimming, no particular destination in mind, I simply swim. And explore. I feel as a child, joy bubbling silently inside, as I view this watery world with new eyes.


Freedom
I realise, without even knowing, I have swum into another card. I am no longer resting safe within the womb-like space. I am deep within another watery world, the vast, oceanic world of the dolphin; I have swum into ‘Freedom.'

A fountain of joy bursts forth as I continue to explore with renewed vigour. The magnificence of the cosmos opens up before me, a magical playground filled with sparkles and giant cosmic entities. 

I ‘swim’ through stars, I dance through waves, I play with strange beings from other lands; it is ‘an adventure sublime’ and I glow with radiant joy, such as is only truly experienced through child-like wonder. “

The journey in its entirety is described admirably in the card's associated poem, ‘Freedom.’

On the threshold of a dream she stands
Her feet as an anchor rest deep in the sand
As her eyes fill with longing and seek distant shore
She hears a sweet sound, tries hard to recall
Crash of the waves, birds flying high?
Or perhaps it’s the sea as it touches the sky?

‘Listen, listen… feel the vibration
Open your heart and accept invitation
For wisdom abounds in alien sound
With senses of light you see your salvation’

Come, come Little One, come play with me
Leave feet on the shore, as one we’ll explore
We’ll swim through the seas and sail amongst stars
Beings we will greet as worlds become ours
By angles and spirals, through space and through time
Many realms we’ll explore; an adventure sublime

So, fear not, Little One… Will you come?  Will you play?
Will you enter the mystery, leave all for this day?

From loneliness, through aloneness, to isolated unity, culminating in ultimate freedom of expression, have we travelled; all from the selection of a single card. Taking the time to pause and reflect has produced the ultimate reward. I am able to experience all of these states, moving fluidly between one and the other, without becoming stuck or attached to any one of them.

“Wherever I go, whoever I am with, I take ‘me’ with me. There is no other, nothing else. Just me. I am always ‘home’ and recognising this, in simply being me, is freedom from the trappings of the three worlds.” 


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