ripples

The youngest sat by the lake in deep contemplation. This was her favorite place to sit when she needed to ask the Great One for direction. Listening was easier within the inner ear, in the gentleness of Nature. She tossed a pebble into the clear, calm surface of the lake and it made a 'kerplunk' sound that tells you how deep the water is and how far the pebble needs to travel to reach the bottom. The soft ripple circle spread out, then another sister ripple, and another.

"Help me find the words, how to share with others, what exactly happened within the ring of fire that burned away the past. Please, show me", she whispered.

Layer after layer of human thought burned away when she surrendered and jumped into the Center, stripping away thousands of years of human made illusions:
who we are; who is the enemy; what and who is valuable; who to reject and discard; how to be top dog; how to conquer and control to dominate. Even her personal ideas of who she was burned away: the sister of...the daughter of...the youngest of...not to smart...won't amount to much...etcetera. It was actually a very fragile belief system that only hangs there in a subtle agreement within the psyche. And it is only the Relative Truth---not the Real Truth. The Real Truth is a whole lot older. It is very, very old and when you remember it, It feels like Home.

kerplunk...ripples and circles...ripples and circles...

"Soon, i will know how to share..."