One moment in time, long ago, a Creative Source decided to break up Her puzzle. She took a breath and blew upon Her puzzle and watched the pieces scatter. The pieces were of many shapes and sizes, many types and styles. As each piece settled on a place to lay, the process of putting the puzzle together began. All of the pieces were sentient. Many were content to wait for the Creative Source to decide when to bring them together. There were, however, a great many pieces who held questions within their being. The Creative Source purposefully gave these questions to them so that they might seek each other out and put themselves back into the puzzle.
These pieces called themselves, Human. Each human contained in their deepest selves the complete knowledge of who they were and where they had come from. The Creative Source diversified the humans so that each could access different levels of information from inside their souls. The key to accessing more information was in speaking and asking each other questions. The more sharing they did, the more they learned about themselves.
As time progressed, some of the humans decided that the information they held was the only right information there was. They closed themselves off from others, or they fought to force their beliefs on others. They had forgotten the secret was in sharing and sharing with love for each other and all puzzle pieces.
Now, there were many humans who sought earnestly to share and these souls were called seekers. They, in their sharing, found puzzle pieces who were like them, yet different. They found that they “fit” with other puzzle pieces and the result was a sacred sense of belonging. It was just a feeling that in learning from each other, they were doing “right”. The Creative Source was well pleased. He would sometimes attend gatherings where two or more shared with love and joy. Sometimes, He would destine a particular human with all the knowledge. This human was said to be a teacher or a master. He or she possessed great love and saw the complete puzzle within his or her mind’s eye. He saw that whether the puzzle was complete or whether the pieces were disbursed, there was great beauty. The pieces were (and are) complete in and of themselves. Sometimes the teacher would suffer greatly, but always maintained love and serenity within. They knew that the puzzle would be apart only for a time. One day the Creative Source would show all the pieces their wondrous truths. One day there would be a completing.
(originally written
03-Dec-97)
These pieces called themselves, Human. Each human contained in their deepest selves the complete knowledge of who they were and where they had come from. The Creative Source diversified the humans so that each could access different levels of information from inside their souls. The key to accessing more information was in speaking and asking each other questions. The more sharing they did, the more they learned about themselves.
As time progressed, some of the humans decided that the information they held was the only right information there was. They closed themselves off from others, or they fought to force their beliefs on others. They had forgotten the secret was in sharing and sharing with love for each other and all puzzle pieces.
Now, there were many humans who sought earnestly to share and these souls were called seekers. They, in their sharing, found puzzle pieces who were like them, yet different. They found that they “fit” with other puzzle pieces and the result was a sacred sense of belonging. It was just a feeling that in learning from each other, they were doing “right”. The Creative Source was well pleased. He would sometimes attend gatherings where two or more shared with love and joy. Sometimes, He would destine a particular human with all the knowledge. This human was said to be a teacher or a master. He or she possessed great love and saw the complete puzzle within his or her mind’s eye. He saw that whether the puzzle was complete or whether the pieces were disbursed, there was great beauty. The pieces were (and are) complete in and of themselves. Sometimes the teacher would suffer greatly, but always maintained love and serenity within. They knew that the puzzle would be apart only for a time. One day the Creative Source would show all the pieces their wondrous truths. One day there would be a completing.
(originally written
03-Dec-97)
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