I journeyed to the Chief to ask for wisdom.
He took me to the fire circle.
As I took my seat, spirits of all whom I love gathered.
Then more and more joined the circle
until I could no longer see the land,
only spirits gathered around the fire.
They put their arms around each other,
starting near the fire and winding back
as far as the eye could see…people holding each other in pure love.
And then, he spoke.
‘For many generations, the people lived as one.
There was joy, harmony, love, compassion.
Each distinct person was honored as of essential value to the whole, the one.
Uniqueness, difference, was celebrated as all understood each was necessary
to unity, wholeness, oneness.
Then, one day the Creator
gifted them with awareness of individuality, and
asked them to be co-creators,
to choose how they would add their unique light
to create life.
The people,
mistaking the gift as a severance from oneness,
became frightened.
They confused the gift of individuality and co-creation
as a disconnection from the whole,
not realizing that individuality and wholeness are indivisible,
the essential alchemy of oneness,
the energy that creates,
the potential to give rise to something more.
In their confusion, they crafted a story of that moment,
‘The Separation From The One’.
Devastated by the perceived loss,
they sought to understand the banishment.
Unable to fathom that they could be so terrible as to cause it,
but fraught with guilt created from confusion,
they sought others to bear the burden, to carry the responsibility,
and they assigned fault and punishment accordingly.
Where once there was fulfillment in being one with the whole,
there developed a feeling of separateness and isolation,
and a sense that the ‘other’ and their differences were somehow to blame.
Fear replaced love,
and the people became thirsty, hungry, frightened.
Striving to fulfill this unquenchable thirst,
they stood on the shoulders of others to find release from the horror,
unaware that they were crushing the others into the ground.
An undulating mass of humanity clawed toward the sky.
Voracious was their hunger, insatiable their thirst,
gluttonous for more, ever more,
but never sated.
Searching, climbing, acquiring, using, discarding;
leaving behind destruction, death, sorrow;
creating separation, isolation, aloneness;
frenzied, frightened, climbing, climbing, climbing…
Never realizing that the hunger, the thirst,
was not, in fact,
hunger and thirst.
It was the soul’s sorrow,
the soul’s inability to live in this illusion of separation and isolation;
the soul’s attempts to reconnect
to the one.
Unsated, lost and misguided,
humanity struggled in vain in the illusion of separation and isolation.
Groping for water that can never quench the thirst;
eating into obesity, but never sated;
blaming others to quell the insidious, devastating feeling of aloneness…
'We will never find our way on this path', explained the Chief.
It is the oneness we seek.
There and only there, will we find peace.
There and only there will the fanatical drive to fill the emptiness be quieted.
We need only remember…
We are one…
unique, different as stars in the sky,
but always
One
In our remembering,
in our release from the illusion of separation,
we will find love, compassion, peace.
We will see, once again,
the light within each and every one of us;
And we can become that which the Creator envisioned,
co-creators, givers of life, beings of light and love.’
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