Under the Apple Tree-

Copyright © 2008 Cate Ni Riain


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Once upon a very real day in my life, having wandered for hours and hours , all afternoon and into the evening, lost in thought, full of emotion with more than a few broken dreams at my feet, I happened upon an apple tree and sat beneath it, slumped with deep dismay.

I had been trying for decades to understand this life of mine and the whole of our world.
Finally I gave up the inner struggle and quite simply surrendered.
“There are no absolute answers” , I moaned aloud. “ I give up.”

And I really did give up. But in the silence that arose all around me – there came a voice, a soft voice and it was not my own , but it spoke and I heard it within.

“I am who am” , the voice whispered. “And I am who you are too… For we are one, you and I and your mind is my mind. We are connected- Forever.”

I was stunned , of course but the voice simply went on. There was no stopping to reflect – not just yet.

“Your mind is my mind – but my mind is ALL MINDS. My mind is time itself and the very space you inhabit. I am the Alplha and the Omega. I am this moment – always.”

I waited but nothing more was said for a time.

“This is all very cryptic,” I protested at last. I was not at all convinced, so I sat with head in hands-
“ I cannot understand,” I uttered.

The voice laughed.
“You have come for a picnic, perhaps?’
A ripe apple fell from the tree -
“When an apple is ripe , so it falls,” the voice stated.
‘You, too, are ripe and ready now. And if you listen , I will tell you precisely what you need to knowThe truth is – you are in paradise itself, dear one, and I Have listened to you for years…




Yesterday.

Dear You
I see you in the garden,
Head in hands.
Why so glum?

Why so miserable
in paradise.

I watched you as you left the garden.
You came with your wish list to whisper to the stars.
Your soul was on fire.
"THIS TIME "
You said,
"This time,
I want results".
You fell asleep.
THE stars twinkled
…
You dreamed that you were in a garden.
You dreamed that you had a wish list
You dreamed you had all the answers
You dreamed you knew
That there was a real truth
You dreamed that the answers were written across the sky
Clear for all to see.
You dreamed that you looked at the stars
You dreamed that you said, "What's the point"
You dreamed that you threw the crumpled wish list in the gutter
And left the garden, dejected.


I have here in my hand that wish list.
Awake my friend.

Wishes are ALWAYS
Granted..


Really all your wishes
add up to one ..
And here I quote you

"To make sense of this place
What is this life about?
What is
the plan?
Is there even a plan..
If so who or what is
The brains behind it all?"

You are on the most fantastic journey
And don’t even know it…

yet…

Really
One wish
Answers all of that.
YES
YES is the answer.
YES
There IS magic
YES
Money
DOES
Grow on trees
YES
There
IS
A pot of gold
Not only at the end
But
ALL along the rainbow
YES
There is
A super being
A Santa Claus
Good faery
Guardian Angel

YES YES YES!!
Think about it

How can you imagine
What CANNOT exist?
-IMAGINATION -
Is key to creation.
TO IMAGINE
Effectively,
IS
TO
CREATE
To create is to give life.

***********








The answers
ARE
WRITTEN
PLAIN
FOR
ALL
TO SEE
But
No one has told you where..


Ok here goes
....




Life is very simple
It is not complicated
Not one bit.
Trust me
I should know!!

...
I know you wonder
about YOU.

About me.

About life.


Who I am?
Who you are?
What is it all about
and
what
is going on..

There is a great deal of discussion
As to
The “meaning” of life..
People have all sorts of theories…

Life means Life

..that’s it!
I WILL EXPLAIN…

Ok so
What exactly is this
teeming fertility of everything..
called life..??

Today I will
tell you.


take the time.
Read this
...
carefully...
It is a tale of enchantment wonder and delight.


Every word is chosen.
Every word is precious
You have probably gathered by now
That my name is God
So that’s the introduction over!!
But
I want to tell you so much more..

I am
as you know,
the Creator
Of all things.

I am
IN
All things.

I am an infinite movement

A never-ending lapping on the shore

The gentlest touch

The strongest mind

The wildest winds

The softest breeze

I am Breathtaking

An overwhelming sight.

I am the loveliest fragrance

The perfect song

The Happiest laughter.


I am intelligence.

I am
Pure love

I am JOY
BLISS
LAUGHTER
FUN
ENCHANTMENT

I AM
A snowflake
A dewdrop
A daisy petal
A swan
A cloud
A grain of sand
A mountain
An ocean
A breeze
A feather..

I am ALL that you see
At it’s most perfect
All that you feel
At it’s most perfect
All that you hear
At it’s most perfect
All that you smell
At it’s most perfect
All that you taste
At it’s most perfect.

A limitless source
of Everything.

THE ULTIMATE IN EVERYTHING

Nothing exists
outside of me
And outside of me IS
Nothing.
I am silence.
I am music
I am space
Active or passive..
I am light
Shining so fast
I am invisible..

I am
Whatever I choose
Whenever I choose..


All of this you are thinking
"Well,
to be honest God,
None of that is new to me".

But it is new to you
Because up to now
This was just an idea,
a concept,
a theory..
in your head
Now I want to get real...

…..
Yes
It is true
I am your God

I am your God.
The one who makes you

But you are my God
The one who makes me

I am your God
The one who gives life to
Your good desires

You are my God
because you desire
what I give life to..

you command
And I obey
Not the other way around.

But I am here to help
One hundred percent
By inspiration..
By showing you clearly
What will
Or
Will not
Work..


Relax
and
I will explain.


You are my God
Because you
have the power to
DO as I do
The power to express me
and
The power to express
WHO
YOU
REALLY
ARE.

.
We are mirror images of each other.

But you do not
Recognize it

…
yet


Keep listening-

This gets very clear.

plus

You probably, already, have a hunch that this is true..

......


For so long now you have been seeking answers..

Questions fill your mind, sometimes,
wondering what its all about.

I've always promised that when you knock the door would open…
But when you knock
you ask
for
the strangest things.


For so long now I've watched as you miss the answers,
even tho' they are under your nose

for so long I've heard you ask..
Why god?
Why?
When those strange things happen.

And for so long now
I've heard people say
"Ah it must be gods will"
Or
It ‘s bad luck
when something goes wrong..

Believe me
It certainly is not MY will
And “luck”
Is a DEFINITE
Once you know how
To
Use
It…

NOTHING BAD IS MY WILL…

It
Is
-Strange as it may seem-
Yours.

Listen…


Everything good that you can possibly imagine
already lives
in a state of anticipation
eager for expression – life.

For physical expression of all that is-
Earth is the best place.
It is a sort of melting pot , if you like.
All the elements of attraction
Bond perfectly here
To hold matter together.
But LIFE itself
Is everywhere..

You have heard the expression live life to the full.
But that too is just a concept.
Now I am going to tell you how…
You will finally see, hear, sense and know
What seems to elude you
ABOUT YOU
ABOUT LIFE.


IN six days I made all that pleased me.
IT WAS AWESOME TO BEHOLD

All that represented Me.
It was sheer delight.
Everything was
PERFECTION
IN DETAIL.
…
Flawless.

YES,
I saw the perfect grace of the trees
The flowers
Birds and animals..

Yes ,I saw how they operated according to their
Individual make-up.
They were perfect!
but there was more..
While all of these things were radiant
They had no real challenges to the spirit
How does a spirit know its strength?
Its beauty?
Its power?
What evidence could it give?
These things of great awe and beauty
did not fully answer.
They did not fully
explain to me WHO I was or
what I was capable of -
They radiated
And reflected back an amazing beauty
And serenity.
They soothed, whispered, communed with the heavens and earth.
We spoke and loved each other.
BUT they did not test me.
And I knew there was more.

And the wind blew-
Leaves rattled…
Everything smiled
All at once.

I wondered if I could put ALL I had made
The sun, moon, stars, heavens, earth, trees, plants, animal,
minerals ,wind, rain, fire ,water,
into ONE being.

And so
I re- “thunk”!!

And a dream unfolded,
Full of magic,
Laughter,
Joy,
Love,
Abundance,
Courage,
Power,
Mystery
And
Music
All that was within me!
Suddenly
All that I had made up to this,
Fused!
Vegetable, animal, water, mineral
Stars
Everything !
And there was a GREAT stirring within me
Instantly it
CAME- TUMBLING –POURING- GUSHING OUT
and
What was gestating in me
Was finally born…


THERE YOU WERE…
BEAUTIFUL.
MAGNIFICENT!!
SMILING!!
Standing tall and erect
Your feet on the earth
Your mind in the heavens.
A glorious spirit
In human form
Basking in luminous creative substance.
And I
FELL IN LOVE with YOU

YOU
The WONDER OF YOU…

ALL ENCOMPASSING YOU.
THE ULTIMATE
MY ULTI- MATE


YOU

YOU were the culmination of everything I had done to that point..
You literally were everything put together in one..
“Now- My YOU “, I said “ here is something
“QUITE SPECTACULAR..

This has to be the ultimate
I CAN NOT IMPROVE ON THIS.
I had found the perfect code..
The perfect mode!!
It has all the beauty of the tree
Tall and strong-
The radiance of every planet-
The fragrance of every flower-
The openness of every petal
The freshness of every dew drop
The clarity of a rain drop
The might of the oceans-
And the riches of the universe..
All the colours of the rainbow
All the notes of the scale..
All the talents of the planets
All the wisdom and secrets
Of every other living thing.
One who has All my attributes
Powers
Awareness
Feelings
Desires
One who has my mind..”

Everything I had previously made
Went into you…
There was no more to do
And so I rested.


Let this one continue in creating ideas and ideals
Let this one play
Here
Forever
If this one so wishes..
Let this one
BE .
I will hand it all my laws of attraction
and
Creation
Dominion over every atom
And this one can gather them together
As it will,
To make whatEver it wills
dance for it joyfully in the heavens..’
To stoke the light of the heavenly fires
Into even more beauty…

And shining through this one
we can create
and create
and create
to the end of light…
So that we
Together can dance
Down the pathway of eternity
Back in time to
Rest once again
In our original brilliance..
Should we so desire-
As silence-
Peace-
Space-
In the heavens..
It was a dance
And we were partners
Giant Masters of the universe..
With planets ,stars, atoms
All as playthings

***********
On the seventh day
I rested.
Because
On the seventh day, it was your turn -

To create all that represented you..


It is still
the
Seventh day.
Everything was complete .


But
I’m still here waiting..

Really, So far,
you have created very little.
You can produce SO much..
Have you forgotten?


WHY?
Why so little..
You OWN everything.
I gave it ALL to YOU.


You are an ANGEL
A God.
A creator.
***
You ARE
A

Sight
To
Behold…
Remember?
Surely you remember but do not know that you know…

For
You
Are
Asleep….
You climbed into a cocoon
Curled up
And never came out.
Have you forgotten, already?


Wake up
WAKE UP!!
It is time…

YOU
Have a story to tell-
A touch to deliver-
A love to melt
the hardest hearts.
You are a glorious vision
Yes
YOU
I don’t care WHO you think you are
I don’t care if you think I could not
POSSIBLY
Mean you.
I DO.
Every cell in your body
Carries life.
Life is pure power.
As long as you breathe
It is in you
Wild
Rampant
Virile
Fertile
Yearning…

Harness it.









MIND YOUR MIND
MINE your MIND.

Now there are two ways to do this
And
For you to understand
It is essential you understand your mind…
What other species has mind?


You may see life or not,
As your greatest gift,
AS life just goes on and on.

But I beg to differ
I see Mind as your greatest gift.
Free will.
As mind determines WHAT EXACTLY you DO with life…
So why do you abuse this instrument of
Wonder?
It is the portal thro which you
can receive all information -
Or deny it.
It is the builder or the destroyer.
It is the censor
On the door of your life.

Because of free will,
You get to be God.

Mind is your treasure..
IT CAN MAKE or ‘ BRAKE ‘ you.


Just look at inspiration-
Ideas-
Creativity..

Where in the universe do they come from?
Space?
Yes!
What’s in space?
Life…
YES!
Space is far from empty..
Why would I create EMPTY space
What part of me or you, could that possibly represent??


All successes begin in imagination
Mine or your -
“ empty space”
and conclude in the mind.


Question- ask yourself..
How can I, God,
BE all things at one time?
SIMPLE!
I am experiencing
I am Imagining
I am Listening
I am singing
Smelling
tasting
Feeling
I am the mind holding it all -here…
Whatever is in my mind
I’m activating
And projecting…

…LIKE A CHILD BLOWING A BUBBLE…

You MUST understand your MIND
You must USE it..
Properly..
For mind decides what will or will not have Life.


And for the purposes of this chat
Lets just understand life:-
It is substance ,spirit ,energy, vital force-
ALL of these are the same.
If we took all that has life
And ground it down to its essence
All things would simply be the same.
Dust
Energy
Substance
You – me- the stars- animals-
Everything.

Picture yourself blowin’ a bubble.
You’ve done this.
What do you see?
Can you recall the sensation of blowing?
The texture of the substance?
And all those colours?

Mind is like” the bubble.”

You will agree
To make the bubble there is
a substance..
That substance attaches itself to the hollow spoon
And as breath fills it
It grows..
If disconnected from the substance
A chance light breeze can
Carry it off..
Or puff! it could simply disappear without a trace.

When you day dream
You touch of a pure
Substance
which attaches itself to your dreams..
WHEN these dreams are good
This substance pours into them..
This substance
Is the carrier
Of power .
The mover
The shaper of your dreams..!!
All things come from it
Nothing exists without it..
It sweeps
All the ingredients necessary for your dreams towards you
Like a giant tidal wave..
It sits FOREVER holding Everything
Ready and waiting for you to use.
WAITING EAGERLY FOR ACTION!!

Substance comes from the source
-ME-
and builds.
Imagine it as psychic plasma if you like..
It is everywhere-
So it can bring from any where that which it needs..
Breath is spirit
Which is blown into the bubble
Causing it to expand
Causing the dream
To become form and express itself.
Ideas are the images caught within the bubble ..

What creates those images
Thoughts..
Where do thoughts come from
That’s right your mind..
Either from imagination,
Or inspiration.

Imagination is Me listening to you-
Inspiration is you listening to me.
As we are Both Gods
Either way used properly is excellent.
However-
Do not confuse inspiration with thought
…
Seeds of divine inspiration bounce off you, constantly.
Those you take onboard
Are nurtured by the umbilical cord of spirit
Which connects to you.
Once the seeds are born
Then they have spirit of their own.


All is in my mind
And my mind’s eye
Is projecting it..
As I am it.
I AM
ME -
THINKING ABOUT BEING ME.
And the thought
BECOMES AN IMAGE
REFLECTING
BACK TO ME
The NATURE of
WHAT I AM THINKING..
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Something stirred in the heavens ,HE was agitated- he had a dream and realised that there WAS something but did not quite know what..
Now the thing something did not realise was that he was a star glowing in the night sky –
A fabulous bright beaming perfect star..
Radiating light across the galaxies infinitely-
He did not know that his song could be heard – forever-
He did not know that his glorious scent filled the woods -the trees -the flowers-the waters.. the heavens.
He was so preoccupied thinking, that he never once stopped to realise just who he was ..
He only knew that there WAS something.. and it irked him incessantly. He became obsessed with this irksome nagging.
HE spoke to the other stars and they did not really understand so they suggested to something that he should talk to the sun
“Sun “, he said, “ I know there”s something ..how do I find it- what do I need -why am I agitated -what should I do?”
“Relax” said the sun
“Nothing” ,Sun reassured him –“ you need nothing… You NEED nothing..This is the answer..to realise you need nothing is to realise that you have everything .

That’s all..

Remember” , , said the wise old sun , repeating himself “you need nothing..”

“ I need nothing, I need nothing, I need nothing”
Something repeated it all the way home..
The next morning he woke up early.
Packed his bags- left a note
And set out-
quite determined to find nothing.

….” when you realise that then you have everything”..he heard suns words

Something was deterrmined- he was going to find nothing..

And so
Something started out and soon he was wandering, endlessly, endlessly - leaving no stone unturned . He was constantly searching. His mind always onto the next thing, expecting to find nothing there..or so he convinced himself..
He always found something ..but was so busy looking for nothing..that he never really had fun with the something.He scarcely looked at it. He just continued on .. dismissing the somethings as he wanted so much to discover nothing- somewhere, somehow..
Across the universe , he thrundled, in search of nothing.

One day on his travels

Something came to a bridge
.. queues of stars were waiting in a flurry of chatter an excitement on the edge-
Waiting in line to leap excitedly
over the side…
“What’s happening?” enquired something . “whats going on?’
“Oh we are joining with life”, they said..

Somethings heart began to tremble. He sensed from their joy and frolics that this was something he really could enjoy
An inner voice of excitement said” YES! YES!!”
Something climbed up onto the wall of the bridge ..many others were there and while some hesitated others leaped wildly with an incredible resounding wheeeeeeee
“Oh what fun” ..said something
And laughed and played, cajoled and teased ,as good as, if not better than the others.
Finally, they said “come on something it’s your turn..”

“Leap! “they told him “Leap and you will fly..”Something was hesitant “ but’ but….”
“To where shall I le ap “’asked something “Where am I going?”

They pointed to still deep waters way below the bridge..
Many stars all around were leaping
The air was filled with laughter and excitement, splashes and delight..
As they neared the waters Geysers of spray rose to the heavens and gushed out splashing everyone and everything in radiant drops of pure living waters..adding to the fun and laughter!
“Where is everyone going ?”asked something
“What are they doing..”

“Why ,They are realising their wishes ,” they said..” You bring your wish to the edge, jump , go thro the waters and it becomes...”
”Have you a wish ?”
“O yes!” said something ,eagerly.
“Then climb up and jump
And remember Make sure and go thro the water..”
“Where else would I possibly go.” thought something..
“If you jump surely its straight thro all the way..”
“That is the well of life”, they told him. “once you jump in and follow it, it showers the universe with life ..and lands as wishes everywhere, for everyone ..yes and opens doorways of more and more magical life”

“As wishes?’ asked something.
“Yes but you have to jump in otherwise it will not happen”… and so one by one they leaped
Down into the waters.
Something stood and watched, intrigued as the fire work display of spray danced amd cascaded all around.
“What exactly is down there?’
“O I dunno”, one star said” what it is exactly but I do know if you follow it you will have your wish..”

“Have my wish” , Something’s heart missed a beat- he was joyful

And so he jumped

Something found himself spining, spiralling, floating, drifting.
It all seemed to have slowed down and it seemed like an age since the jump..
But yet, the waters of life were still there and yes ,he was still on target..
As he drifted he saw stars pass him out and splash .He mazed at their colours, their intense focus, their bliss ,their determination, their joy..
He could read their wishes and his heart beat in anticipation of joy and fulfillment for them..
Something continued to float..
And then a thought struck him..
Their wishes were for things ..
Dreams- hopes –plans- events..places, stuff, people, emotions,
but
He wanted to find nothing..!
And began to think that the waters of life would not give him this..
Life was not nothing!!
It was something else and not what he had expected..
And his mind began to race ..
How could he go with this..
He needed control.
He needed to stop
He needed to force his way towards nothing
Not towards this something..
After all it only granted wishes of something
Not real wishes of nothing..
I should strive for nothing not this something..”

And so he thought and he thought..
And it made no sense..
Something said to himself” I am looking for nothing
They are all looking for something – wishes ! Bah..Don’t they know they need to find nothing, first
Not something.
So something cannot possibly give me my wish..
I have to find it myself..
This is silly”
Another star flew past ..”come on get your wish from the waters of life..
Dive in join with the waters..
Come on something why have you stopped orbitting?”
“Oh, have I ?”, said something
“I hadn’t noticed
Oh even so I will pause here a while and think this over..there is no hurry an besides its cosy here and I don’t have to bother much about anything..

What if all of these stars were crazy anyway- what if you went in there and it was not like out here, it was after all ,quite lazy here ..just drifting floating aimlessly..”
And so he argued to himself for a year and a day..why would he bother now it seemed like too much effort to push thro the waters surface and get splashed…
and so he remained suspened over the waters edge..debating whether to go in or not .”.will ?I wont I? will I? wont i..”

Something slept- too tired now to make up his mind- he was after all exhausted .
”It IS such an ordeal trying to make up one’s mind ,”he argued..
Days past, then weeks, then years..
Something had been out of his own orbit now for SO long, that he lost contact with his source and lacked it’s light.
He was dishevelled, dank and lustreless.
He had been repeating the same actions for so long that after a while he forgot and it just became automatic..he was lifeless, robotic, dull.
In the bleakness
Strange creatures began to grow on his surface, which was now a solidified mass of density, impenetrable by brightness, sound or feeling.
Sometimes he peeped out from under his overgrown unkempt facade and saw new stars make their way to the waters.
On seeing him some stopped. His lazy ways brushed off them and pretty soon they joined him , accepting his ways and stayed suspended, too.Some , because they lost sight of the waters, rather believing that somethings ugly mass to be it.. to be reality-
Others because it was an easy mindless option
But some choose to go by , regardless.

“Well how do you do?” asked a young star of something one day ..she had stopped by as she was curious about this ugly mass.
She felt it was odd out there alone.” It looks strange too.” she thought and felt compelled to check it out..it just did not seem quite right and there was a sad emptiness about it.
She knew it needed light and it needed it urgently .
She landed and decided to stay a while.She met with something and decided she would shine light on him to make him glow again..
Sometimes she found it very tiring and she needed to play with the passing stars to get glow from them to keep hers alive..AND also she played wit the spray as it splashed by ..

One day as she sat day dreaming looking at the splashing she said to something
“ why do you choose to just hover above the waters of life..
Why are you not stirred by the splashing?
are you not curious as to what’s there..?”

“That’s all in your head”, he said..
“Maybe” , she retorted, but the fact is, it IS in my head and because it is IN my head it exists..”
He loooked at her and huffed.
He was
Disgruntled.
“Something- Did you never have a dream ?
Were you ALWAYS this grumpy?
you are so surly sometimes and so boring..”
“Boring!! what do you mean ..
I stay here. I do not wander or jump into the waters because it is safe here..”
“SAFE!! Safe? “she said but look what is growing on you ..
Horrible yucky things
They have no color and you don’t smell too good
You don’t glow and you feel cold..
You have no song
No music
No pretty colours..
and I am fed up here..”
Something thrundled off , prattling to himself.
Little star continued to play with the splashes..
Some fell on something..
“Something?” little star asked
“Huh?” he grunted
“Something- did you never- ever have a dream..?”

Something told her how he always believed there was something but could no longer remember much about it..
He just rembered that the sun told him he needed to do something but he could not even remember what that was now.
“Oh, something!” little star giggled- “ He just meant to stop looking … and to start looking?”
“ Stop and Start!! Why, now YOU are making as much sense as God” , he frantically squeaked…
“I dunno”, little star said” but I do know I’m off out of here. To follow my dream...are you coming or not..?
I’ m off to jump in the waters “

“Why ?,” asked something.” What is there ..that is not here?
Whats in the waters? What is so special ?|”

“Nothing, ” shrugged little star.”.nothing -
Nothing”, sang little star over and over as she leaped over a mangled tuft of something unidentifiable..and hopscotched down the mossy path…
“NOTHING!” gasped something finally recalling echoes of an old excitement long forgotten..
“YUP! NOTHING.” she repeated as she blew a time clock from a dandelion-
” but it IS life and SO it makes EVERYTHING..”
“How can that be?”,sqeaked Something.
“Because once you realise that you NEED nothing you realise everything.. there is no lack..there is no NEED
Because you cannot have one without the other..
But you keep “Wanting” so you keep getting want..
Because you see nothing as something.. And something as nothing. You never see or feel just what IS”.

Something began to glow and little star was amazed at how upright and bright he looked for the first time..
“Look at the waters of life between these dandelion seeds “,she said.
“ Watch- I blow they scatter-
I tell the nothing space to bring them together and it does..
So nothing is everything..
Now you try..”
And thus they sat all that evening blowin seeds and remaking them..
The next day there was such a splash that the droplets are still falling.. and the endless ripples can still be seen and felt..


Something realised he was not one lone sum number but the sum of all numbers..

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I am all numbers
Contained within the circle
0

As I move
I create a downward and outward spiral
9
Which reproduces itself
As it spirals
Down and down
9
9
9
I awoke one morning and made a sound..
The sound went on an on and on until I heard it centuries later echoing alive and well
As it went out it made a wave
And in the centre of the wave stood flames 7 in all.
To the left went the flames
To the right went the flames
Each flame had seven colours
Each colour had seven songs.

Each color stood apart and shone


And was so bright it became an angel...
7 in all.

these
Angels played and danced ,frolicked and laughed.

Each angel grew a flower-
And flew from left to right-
North and South with its flower.


And each flower shed petals
7x 7.
each petal
shed seeds.
each seed grew into a flower.
and each flower grew into an angel.
growing more flowers and more
Soon they were everywhere...
Spreading east to west north to south.
Each carrying seven colours-
And singing seven songs.
Each angel played with sound and played with color,
Producing incredible artwork...
They mixed and matched the colours.
And mixed and matched the sounds.
And the feeling was one of awesomeness.
They painted skies, sunsets ,rainbows.
They painted gold ,silver ,copper.
They painted sun , moon and stars,
They painted fields, bluebirds, butterflies
They painted snow, frogs and daisies
They painted and painted…
And as they painted joy from their endeavours filled the atmospheres
And
It was a glorious sound!
The stars twinkled in harmony
The Queen moon beamed maternally.
The short grasses giggled -
And the long lush leaves
swayed in rhythm.
Everything looked on
and smiled.
Everything looked on
and radiated.
Everything looked on
- in love -

One glorious day

The angels had a meeting...
Each spoke of his adventure and saw what they had done.
And it was good.
They were all impressed.

Each sat in the clear.ing-
Under the apple tree
Each held their sacred gifts in their hand.
Each discussed its work and was well pleased
but
Each agreed that there was more…

And as each angel displayed its work
We realised
It was ALL one and the same
A flower
A tree
A raindrop
A bluebird
A rabbit
A Cloud
A mountain
All had the same content
All was the same substance-
Just different variations…
different combinations.

And so we said let's put ALL our ideas together in ONE.


We did.


We looked-we watched- we focused
And out of the furnace you came-
In a blaze of intense light-
Carrying the flame.
Smiling.
Radiant.
Dancing.
Awesome.



well

Look at your make up..
You have
7 centres
known as glands..
these glands are like planets.
So
You have a sun moon
And stars..

7 planets of your body
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In the beginning there was a dream..
and the dream dreamed of expressing itself in the most perfect flawless way possible..
It yearned and longed for this expression..

So it closed its eyes …
and dreamed.
And it dreamed of the most beautiful flower…

And if for a moment you would just close your eyes
and imagine your most favourite flower in your minds eye…
or sense, smell, touch or connect with it in any way possible…
See the stem- delicate yet strong..
the symmetry of the petals..
the amazing colour scheme..
the technology of making it and its truly amazing functions..
the intelligence ..the beauty..
the sheer exquisiteness and perfection of it…
Feel its softness
the velvet touch of its tender petals
the gentleness.
Smell it
Is that not the purest perfume?
The sweetest taste?

You would really have to admit that there is nothing more beautifully expressed..
That it is truly truly awesome.
...............

Then the dream desired to express itself more and more
And it created the trees, the stars, the seas, the sky the clouds..
And all of these were equally as beautiful and a perfect flawless expression of the dream…
And these in turn could continue with the process of creating.
Like the flowers create the pollen for the bees and the trees create the oxygen and the oxygen helps you breathe and so on and on and on
. And everything was in complete harmony with the expression of the spirit..
One was a mirror image of the others clear and pure desires

AND

The dream desired to express itself even more..!!

And it created a HUMAN BEING..

Now Human comes from the Latin Homo Sapiens...which means Wise Man
. ..so the dream created WISE MAN BEING
..And he too was perfect and flawless..
A perfect expression of the dream.

And all he had to DO was to BE.JUST BE.. Nothing else..
Because to BE
Manifests ALL.

But somewhere along the line the wise man being got the idea
or the notion
or THOUGHT
that he KNEW better
and became a not so wise man knowing.
.And NOW instead of wise man being or homo sapiens being
..we have homo crappy ends knowing

And he stopped the being of all things by thinking about being
..and he uncreated
and left the dream..
and walked outside of it
looking at

wars and dis- ease and un- rest and dis- comfort and un- happiness..

He did not fall
He did not get evicted
or banished
He just chose to step
out into Neither man's nor God's land..



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Dearest You,
You are
already perfect.
Let NO-ONE
Tell you
or
persuade you of anything less.

I made you!
I know.
You need nothing added
nothing taken
away.

I made you in my
Image
and my likeness.

Fun.
Substantial
Powerful
Glorious
Awesome
Intelligent
Loving
Creative
Abundant.
Tender
Inspiring
Sensitive
Feeling
Attentive
Loyal
Caring
INVINCIBLE.

WHOLE.
PURE
SACRED.
DIVINE..
ADORABLE.
IMAGINATIVE.
CREATIVE.
COURAGEOUS.
-PEFECT-

My equal
In
Every way


I am writing today
To
Enable you to
FINALLY
See this.


But first let me tell you

The


STORY OF FIRST MAN



I sat in my garden
and saw that I was perfect
I breathed deeply
and out before
as though under a microscope
stood all the particles of my perfection
like swirling specks of dust
in infinite sunbeams..
Every minute detail in exquisite motion
as a universe unto itself
I examined each in detail
and watched as particles attracted to each other
came and bonded
to create even more beauty
Some became
seas
Some became
mountains
skies
winds
trees animals
All of these made themselves from me and stood before me
and said look
Are we not awesome to behold
And I was truly honored
that
all of this before me
was within me
But yet there was still more
I slept again
And there he stood before me
The embodiment of all my particles
He was awesome
He was amazing
He was perfect

I taught him to do as I did
to sleep
to breathe
and see all the particles
that made me
and all the particles that made him
out before him
and to watch as he called particles
together
to create whatever he wanted.
He did.
He fashioned more
of everything
and had ingenious ideas
and continued
expanding the possibilities..
He saw infinite possibilities
in a speck of dust..
He stood as though
in a kaleidescope
of
magic dust..


He lay in the garden

Hibiscus and Eglantine swayed in the breeze.
White hawthorn blossoms stood noble
against the faint skyline.
The proud full moon
cast an ethereal light on contented sleepy toads..
DEAR READER,
THESE ARE EXCERPTS FROM A BOOK WHICH I INTEND TO PUBLISH- YOUR FEEDBACK WOULD BE HUGELY WELCOME
THANKING YOU !
cate