I Am The Earth By Nathalie Jackson
Following James Twyman’s message in The Moses Code, I’ve been exploring the depths of the meaning of I Am That, I Am. As images, thoughts, sights and sounds enter my experience, I’ve been learning to feel the beingness of that image, that sound. In meditation this morning I had one of those moments of profound insight. I saw volcanic eruptions, earthquakes, floods, hurricanes, and all other natural processes of Earth cleansing and then I knew. I AM THE EARTH. As her volcanoes erupt, the intense emotions in me are exploding, from the fires of passion to the fury of anger. As her tides crash into the shoreline, these are the waves of my human feelings that bring daily opportunities for learning. This incredible sadness wave pulsating through my body shows me where forgiveness is needed in my life. This next wave of frustration is pointing towards judgments I have not yet released and the areas in my life where I still feel separate from another human being.
My mind wanders now to the mountains and trees. In my physical body they are my strength, by backbone. They remind me once again of the importance of honoring my body temple, of practicing strength and suppleness. Yes, I AM the mountains today as my body responds lovingly to the yoga postures I guide it through. The life force energy running down my spine in this moment is the same life that flows through the trees, feeding the branches, nourishing the animals who seek shelter there. Yes I AM the trees.
An image of a cracked, desolate, lifeless desert comes to mind. How is this me, I wonder. As I imagine the deep crevasses tearing the land apart, the drought, the desire in the people, I am reminded of the deep hurt tearing the hearts of countless people apart. This land is my heart. If feels the impact of generations of conflict and strife. It yearns to feel unconditional love and forgiveness over its vast expanse. Now I imagine those deep crevasses mending and water flowing freely from the mountainside. All wars and tension in my own heart are healed now, as I see millions of people in countless war-torn villages, drop their swords and release the hurt of their fathers. I forgive now.
The word cyclone brings forth many images of destruction. The tumultuous spinning round and round of my thoughts, the millions of thoughts that pass like a torrent through my mind, bring disconnection to my life. At times I feel I am those thoughts, those beliefs. And then the chaos sets in. My life spirals like the cyclone trying to make sense of the thoughts and organize my life. I fail to realize that these very beliefs are so limiting, that they are holding me back from experiencing true joy in this moment. And then the stillness. The cyclone has subsided. The torrent diminishes. Oh yes, I think to myself, I am not my thoughts. My beliefs are but a trap devised by my ego to make me think that I am separate from another person. When in fact I am Source; I am Peace. The end of the cyclone is the end of that chaotic mind rant and now I remember who I really am.
Peace flourishes. Love endures. Stillness abounds.
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