I saw the Body’s Exhibit over the weekend and I have to say
that I am absolutely astounded at what amazing miracles we are. Just to see how every piece and part of our
physical bodies works perfectly in harmony to allow us to see, hear and do all
of the things that we do each day is amazing.
It is so easy to take that for granted.
Never the one to be satisfied with the superficial, I must go deeper
than the physical body. It is elemental in
nature as I have written of before, made from all of the elements,
perfectly. But what is behind it,
beneath it or above it? What keeps it
going?
Seeing the teeny tiny parts of the brain, I am sorry but I
am not a believer that everything we are comes from just the biological hunk of
fibers referred to as the brain that is merely a component part of the suit we
wear. What I have come to understand is
that we are so much more. An elemental
is just that, an elemental – full of pieces and parts formed with automatic and
selective processes that put the body in motion. But what animates that form intelligently? I call it Consciousness. Others use different terms. When I say Consciousness, think Energy. I mean Consciousness with a very, very large
C more in line with the absolute infinite or “All of Everything” as is quoted
in the Kybalion. Others may use the
term Cosmic Consciousness, God, Goddess or Source.
There are some very unscientific theories that what animates
the elemental human is a very tiny part of that infinite and vast Cosmic Consciousness. You might call that tiny portion the spirit
or the soul. When that animating
consciousness withdraws itself, the body ceases functioning and dies. But that consciousness lives on. Energy cannot die but can only transform. As I walked around viewing the exhibits, I saw
the forms of the elementals reduced to their most varied and basic parts and I
realized the body is truly only a vehicle for our consciousness or Consciousness, I should say.
Theologians have innumerable and sometimes synchronistic
positions on what we are and where we came from. While I respect those positions and related
theories, I think they fall short of the truth.
It’s something I feel deep within from that place I know I can trust
more than anything. There is a knowingness
that arises within us all when we have learned to become very still and
quiet. This knowingness belongs to the
chain of command, so-to-speak, that goes from the smallest part of our
Consciousness straight to the Largest most Infinite part of our Consciousness.
We often take bits and pieces of premise for granted or
truth without digging deeper for the evidence.
Take our very existence as a prime example. We rest our theories on writings from
antiquity but where is the proof? There
isn’t any proof. If we intended to prove
how we came to be, there are so many intangible ideas we must contend
with. Science contends with this every
day and they must create a premise from which they can build their hypotheses
and theories. So, we started somewhere
and just went with that and we still hold today that we were created by a white
bearded man who created two individuals in His image, one male and one female,
yin and yang.
In the creation myths that abound from various cultures all
over the globe, there are very similar and also very different tales of our
origins. Our origins seem a bit obscure,
to put it lightly. Some think we are
aliens. Maybe we are. Some think we evolved from apes or fish. Maybe we did.
Some think we were created by the Great White Bearded God that lives in
a magical kingdom called heaven. Maybe
we did. Some believe that we
individuated from the great Cosmic Consciousness to enter this dimension as a
holographic elemental image for the purpose of having an experience that we
take back to the Source of the Cosmic Consciousness when we’ve completed our
experiencing. Maybe we did.
Where does that leave any of us who are wondering about our
origins? How do you choose when belief
is all you have and very little if any evidence at all? Some might say, “Now Jaie,
you must have faith.” “In what?,” I
would respond. I have faith in my
Consciousness. You see, I had the
privilege of being Conscious outside of the body in this vast nothingness and
everythingness that was so peaceful, so very quiet that for the first time in my
life I could think and be without everything that comes with these elemental
trappings. But even that experience is
only filtered through my perception so cannot be objective.
When I go with that inner knowing feeling, I feel that I am
a tiny part of a much bigger Spirit that stays always and ever connected to
Source and in my moments of greatest inspiration or intuition it is THAT voice
that speaks to me subtly, encouragingly and lovingly to guide me through this
situation or that. When I consider such
things, origins become a bit unimportant as I turn to other questions like “Why
am I here at all?” Wouldn’t that be a
cool question to have answered? Again, I
can’t go with anything the outside world would project upon me because it
wouldn’t resonate as truth with me, with that still small voice of the Spirit
that comes through nudging me this way or that.
My dissatisfaction I find is nothing more than an attachment that I
really need carry no longer. My Spirit
knows where it came from and the elemental me that will return to the dust from
whence it came when my consciousness pulls out for the last time will query no
more.
In all my questing for answers to the unanswerable, rather
than give in to the frustration or buying anyone else’s answers as a definitive
truth, I will go with what I trust and that is me. I trust me implicitly. My soul and spirit are clean. I trust what comes through and I’m reassured
that I need question no further. I need
only live and love and enjoy my time in this type of experience until my
consciousness moves onto something else and be content with that. Can I do it?
Yes, I think so and it starts today.
In a way, I will always be an explorer of consciousness and
seeking understanding of all of the things that create our behaviors and
desires. There is a part of me that
wishes to protect an Earth that needs no protecting (yet another attachment). All is perfect as it is because from it we
are learning to take greater care. From
the tragedies we learn to be more careful with each other and ourselves. From the hard times we learn to truly find
gratitude for the good times. From the
desolate and lonely times we learn to turn within for comfort, solace and
love. These things and realizations take
lifetimes sometimes. And, that is
okay. So, suffice it to say, I’ve come
to accept life on its terms and to have faith in myself to master whatever task
I am called to master. That is my Consciousness and within that, I have that
much faith in myself and no fear of failure.
Failure is learning. Am I any closer to the truth? Well, I can’t say that I am for anyone else
but I can say so for me.
(Photo: NASA)
Rev. J.L. Harter, PhD, Founding Editor. Please see Bio Section for additional information.
