((( THE NATURE OF REALITY )))

[Genardo Sacateca]

IT GOES SOMETHING LIKE THIS
The
Spirit of Intent is the source from which all things manifest. It is
beyond all names, forms and limitation. It is beyond any concept that
humans have tried to pin on it. It exists in a realm beyond opposites.
It is not "alive" because it cannot "die" and is intricately involved in
the healing of everything it creates. Whenever ANYTHING heals Intent is
the force that causes the healing.
Then
we have the Spirit of Mother Nature, which spans all the galaxies in
the entire Universe. It is indeed alive and can die and is responsible
for the manifestation of all life in the Universe.
Then
we have the Spirit of the Earth. Just like the spirit of an individual
being the Earth has a spirit and there is indeed a difference between
the Spirit of Mother Nature and the spirit of the Earth.
Then
there are the Spiritual families of particular locations. Certain
places on the Earth are supercharged with the life-force energy of the
Earth. Some shamanistic cultures call those places "Power Spots" and
they are indeed sacred sites. Different Power Spots have different
personalities, but they are all a part of one big Universal Family of
which mankind has been 'kicked out'. Thus the reason for mankind's
wanton destruction of this beautiful planet.
To
the Spirit of Intent nothing really matters. All is made of pure
thought and if this planet blows up it will be recycled. Nothing is
wasted. So to get the Spirit of Intent to be especially concerned about
this microscopic planet requires incredible gestures of largess.
Offerings of gratitude and appreciation that radiate outward with
incredibly powerful majestic force. Every wonderful thing I may receive
MUST be paid for and the currency of the Spirit of Intent
is...suffering. Suffering for what is good is the way the Spirit of
Intent causes the determined warrior to earn his rank within the the
Universal Force of Mother Nature. For the success of my Intent to heal
worker bees I have been given what can be considered invisible medals.
Supposedly, according to Mother Nature, I am like the equivalent of a
five-star general in the military. The worker bees can see the medals
given to me by the bees I have saved and that is why they listen to
Mother Nature when She says that I can be trusted.
I
don't even want to think of how much more suffering I must endure
before I can heal this planet. Chances are I won't be successful. My
success is paramount to my enjoying my life to the fullest and
yet...well...I guess I just have to learn how to enjoy suffering. Oh
boy!