"There is nothing in a caterpillar that tells you it's going to be a butterfly."
- R. Buckminster Fuller
- R. Buckminster Fuller
When I was 16 years old, R. Buckminster
"Bucky" Fuller introduced me to the star tetrahedron, the
importance of the pyramid as a structure and the concept of sacred
geometry. He spoke of many things which seemed fantastical and extremely
complex to my young mind. He spoke of ideas no one had ever spoken to me about
because I was just a kid. Looking back now, I think he spoke to me about these
things because I
was a kid...because maybe I still had enough elasticity in my brain to allow
for the possibilities and the 'what if'? I didn't understand all (or even most)
of the things he said, but somewhere inside I felt they would one day be
important. I believe he knew, despite my outward appearance of an awkward
teenager, I was a caterpillar which would one day become a butterfly. Bucky
gave me many gifts which I would not truly comprehend until decades later. His
most profound gift however was one simple question: What if?
* Mind = doing, Heart = Being. Do less, Be more!
**
The fire consumed who I once was. I am now someone else. The forest I was is gone, but through grace new growth is occurring within me, and everywhere there are green shoots rising up. I'm exploring and discovering so much which was unknown to me before the 'fire' (not known, because not looked for).
The things Bucky gave me in my youth are finally making sense. I now understand the significance of the star tetrahedron and the pyramid and appreciate the beauty and complexities of sacred geometry and how it ties this Universe together. Things have come full circle. Now when I sit quietly and simply listen, I swear he is with me even still, and he continues to give me gifts, more tools for my journey. And when I find myself doubting this possibility I stop and ask myself: what if?
What if?
With love and light,
Bucky
taught me not to cling too tightly to things perceived as 'truth' because what
if new information reveals those truths are no longer the whole truth? He said
in the end it may not be that we were wrong, but rather that our understanding
was incomplete. Some truths have durability (ie: 1+1 always equals 2) but as
our perspective broadens we may, if we are open, discover additional facets of
what we once perceived as the whole truth. If we cling too tightly to something
as absolute truth then we leave no room for discovery and 'what if?'
Over forty
years ago Bucky planted seeds of insight, wisdom and knowledge; only in the
past year have those seeds finally sprouted. So, what changed, you may ask?
What was the trigger? The best way to answer is to tell you about the Lodgepole
Pine. The seeds of the Lodgepole Pine are locked tight inside the cones, and
the cones *(also tied to sacred geometry) can't open unless they're exposed to extremely high temperatures like the temperatures a forest fire provides. “Serotiny”
is a scientific term for an ecological adaptation exhibited by some seed
plants, in which seed release occurs in response to an environmental trigger rather than spontaneously
at seed maturation. For the Lodgepole Pine, the trigger is heat. For me
the trigger, the ‘heat’, was the death of someone deeply important to me.
The
forest fire of my grief decimated my inner landscape; rendering it
unrecognizable. Before Scott's passing I considered myself an open-minded person
overall. That being said, even healthy forests (open-minded people) contain
dead trees (old belief systems) and decaying plant matter (dogmas). When a fire
turns them to ashes, nutrients return to the soil instead of remaining captive
in old vegetation creating the possibility of new growth. Slowly, as the months
passed, I began to see, among the ashes and charred branches, my own new
growth. I experienced increased awareness and a surprising level of dynamic
receptivity to new ideas and I began exploring topics I'd never considered
before.
I'm not
a phoenix risen from the ashes, but rather a tiny bit of determined
leafy-green; a sprouted pine-cone seedling born out of the heat of those
flames, pushing my way through the charred rubble towards the light. And somehow I
sense Bucky nearby cheering me on!
On
November 7, 2017 I began meditating daily. Little did I know that meditation
would lead me down an unknown road towards insights and wonder which I had
heretofore never imagined, let alone experienced. I cannot tell you if these
insights came from deep within me or from outside of me, but I don't supposed
it really matters. What does matter is these gifts are being given and are the nutrients
being returned to the soil (of me).
One day
in my meditation I said, "Make me an instrument." and this is what I
heard in reply: "We are making you an instrument, but remember an
instrument cannot play itself. Thus, you must allow the wind, vibration and
energy of Spirit to flow through you to make your own unique music. Each
instrument is unique and has its own voice. Allow Spirit to play with and
through you. We are not separate. We are neighboring strings on The Grand
Guitar. When we are in tune then together we make lovely music."
Here are other gifts also
given to me in my meditation:
* A rainbow doesn't hate any
of its colors because the combination is what makes it beautiful.
* You are a hatchling.
You know the coziness inside of the shell but one day you realize it is
time to break open the shell and discover the Larger Reality.
* Your brain is a receiver
of Consciousness not the creator of it.
* Everything you need to
know is hardwired into your DNA. You are not learning, you are remembering.
* Infinity is where
Consciousness resides.
* Question: What
is an over-soul?
Reply: Take
an egg. What is the over-soul of the egg? The chicken. The chicken knows
more than the egg but contained inside the egg is another chicken 'becoming'.
So, the egg in its DNA already knows what the chicken knows. You are both
chicken and egg.
* The Tide meets the Shore
(you) and with each lap of the tide (energy) information is imprinted on the
Shore. It is then up to the Shore to do or not do something with that
information. The Tide imprints constantly - whether the Shore knows it or not.
The treasures of the Deep are ever at your disposal. Awareness is all that is
required.
* There is The Choir and The
Soloist. Every member of The Choir has the potential to be a Soloist *(Soul-O-ist?). There is
both individuation and unity. One Voice alone and One Voice together in unison
with The Whole.
* If you take a drop of
water from The Sea then, for a time, that drop is individuated from The Sea.
When you put The Drop back into The Sea then what is the difference between The
Drop and The Sea?
* That there is Light is
what matters. Lighthouse, flashlight, candle, match, lightning. The Light is
more important than what is producing that Light. You are the keeper of your
light - SHINE!
* Traction comes only with
motion. Keep moving. Infinity is at hand and reminds you it is the journey, not
the destination which should be sought. This now-moment is the one that
matters.
* You have a vibratory
sequence unique to you. We are tuning you so your resonance can reach higher
levels of consciousness. We must tune you before we can play you.
* The two oars of a boat
work together far better than one alone. Who is rowing the boat? Who are the
oars? The trifecta, the trine: The Rower, and both of The Oars...
* You are crafting the kite
string to fly with. You are the string, the kite and the person holding the
string. You are all at the same time. WE are the wind!
* You do not need to be
wise. You simply need to listen.
* Raindrops and snowflakes
are individuated for a time, but ultimately merge again with their Source.
* Spirit resides in a room
in your house that many people never go into. Instead make it the most
comfortable, lived-in room in the house.
* Undoing is just as
important as doing. Untie your knots.
* Mind = doing, Heart = Being. Do less, Be more!
**
These
are just a few of the many gifts of insight and wisdom I have received in the
past year while sitting in the silence of meditation. Points to ponder which
have opened me more with each passing day. They are not the path, but they are
pointing me in a direction I believe is worth traveling.
The fire consumed who I once was. I am now someone else. The forest I was is gone, but through grace new growth is occurring within me, and everywhere there are green shoots rising up. I'm exploring and discovering so much which was unknown to me before the 'fire' (not known, because not looked for).
The things Bucky gave me in my youth are finally making sense. I now understand the significance of the star tetrahedron and the pyramid and appreciate the beauty and complexities of sacred geometry and how it ties this Universe together. Things have come full circle. Now when I sit quietly and simply listen, I swear he is with me even still, and he continues to give me gifts, more tools for my journey. And when I find myself doubting this possibility I stop and ask myself: what if?
This Tool for the
Journey is: What if? Take a moment and really let that
sink in...what if? What if infinitely more is possible than we ever imagined?
What if when we get quiet and listen there are those in the unseen realms who
will speak to us, educate us, guide us?
What if?
I
used to aspire to be the butterfly...now I aspire to be the wind! - Cheryl Page
With love and light,
Cheryl
*
"Not being known doesn't stop the truth from being true." - Richard Bach
(Information about the image at the top can be found here:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flammarion_engraving )