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This is ordinary beach sand under a microscope. The crystal gems are silica, the most common mineral in the Earth's crust. Can you imagine the origins of each grain? The forces that broke them down? That moved them to your feet? Try and see your place in this living sphere. And try to see it all connected. There is only one thing. And it is all connected to you. Take a breath, it's just beginning.
All through that single night, See Do’s lesson continued. Now he wanted me to better see the planet we ride on.
The Earth is a moving and dynamic system. It is incredibly vibrant and powerful. It only works to support life so well because it has a wealth of natural processes that cleanse and balance and re-nourish it.
We must respect these processes and know that there are countless untold benefits that cascade from their actions.
The Earth moves beneath our feet. The continents collide and subduct. Mountains are thrust up. Basins sink under their own accumulated weight. Water is pushed through solid rock. Minerals coalesce in veins. We find coal and gold and ores. We walk beaches of bleached silica. The planet is kind and helpful beyond any measure of our apparent deserving. Not only is everything here that any industrious and clever being might ever need, it’s all been neatly arranged. There are places where diamonds actually shoot out of holes in the ground to be found by anyone wandering by.
Ores find their way together. Uranium yellowcake appears deep in the Earth as chalky fossils of ancient tree limbs, having replaced the decayed plant long ago.
Water tumbles over the surface and carries away dirt and whatever else is lying loose. This sediment is dropped off again when the water slows. This changes the faces of mountains and moves huge masses of land to new places. This shifting weight can tilt huge pieces of real estate. And suddenly. Mountains rise. Basins sink.
And deep below us is a far greater energy. We and our continents float on an inner planet of blazing liquid rock that oozes under pressures and at temperatures we can scarcely imagine. Vast, slow moving plumes of heat energy, not unlike the columns of warm air driving the hurricane, roil and swirl beneath us. We’re all actually riding atop slow-motion storm clouds of molten rock.
This energy moves pieces of earth and rock as large as continents. Driven on these plumes, these plates collide and crash. They side swipe and crumble. One dives under another, to disappear into the molten muck miles below.
Occasionally, this liquid, this magma, does reach the surface in volcanic fury. Mountains have been turned to dust before the eye. Islands have exploded and sank into eternity. And new islands have been born.
Deeper still, twirls a ball off crystalline iron that anchors our place in the heavens. This spinning egg is a dynamo of energy. It is the mother of the magnetic fields that envelop us, reaching out into space many tens of thousands of miles. This shield of invisible electromagnetic current protects all life on Earth from a bombardment of high energy rays and ionizing particles streaming through the cosmos. Without it, Earth would be continually baked by the biting radiation of the stars.
So there is a price to pay for being on a living planet in motion. She organizes, refreshes and creates a landscape of magnificent beauty. But the ground will move. There will be earthquakes. We are at a point where we know the earthquake zones and can accurately map the fault lines that have quivered in the past. And the good news is that these are, geologically, very quite times. The Earth has within it the obvious power to shake us all to our knees. But she doesn’t often do that. She is good to her charges. Things are in good balance.
And despite the headlines, an earthquake is a hard thing to be killed by. Standing alone, even a large thrust may knock you off your feet, but unless the ground splits beneath your feet and you fall to your death, it is very unlikely that you might suffer serious injury. What kills people in earthquakes are falling buildings. The works of man crumble against this power and topple onto the trusting souls within. Globally, people resist the need to build structures that can withstand the shocks they know are coming.
It’s expensive. Who will pay? People and their families pay the price of a planet in motion.
Four years ago, on October 7th, 2005, over 30,000 people were killed in Pakistan and Kashmir in a single quake measuring 7.9 on the Richter Scale. Most were crushed under collapsing human structures. Many of these buildings made of mud and rock. Against the force driving out of the ground they crumbled, killing scores without warning. Others were trapped inside, bleeding, dying of heat, shock, dehydration and untold injuries.
California knows. Many people of the world know. Someday a large earthquake will strike. Maybe today. Maybe not for a hundred years. Maybe both.
More hurricanes will sweep the east coast and gulf states. But every day more people move into these areas. It is easy to see that it would be very difficult for emergency services to keep pace with the potential need. Everyone knows, but still they come. We love the warm. We love the water. And the hurricanes will come too.
All these foldings and unfoldings create an infinite mix. A perfect soup from which life arose and continues to nourish itself. Sometimes, from our living point of view the movements of the planet can seem unjust and indifferent. And sometimes it is very hard to take a wider view. But, See Do asked, please try and see.
– continued (Next: Part V: Looking at life within us and seeing a big message. Then later this week See Do sums it up in Part VI. You won’t want to miss it!)
The invisible air moves around us. Some species depend on the air's caprice for their continued existance. Carried on the wind, a grain of pollen finds its pistil. And the wonderfully complex fabric of life goes on.
Still in the same session, my spirit guide See Do explained how the paradise we have created here is a beautiful and dynamic place. We are aware of our existence because we interact with our biological, temporal system that senses this world around us. And within us. This paradise is a deeply dynamic system that is unfolding and regenerating through great and complex processes right before our eyes every day.
Understanding and appreciating and respecting this infinitely intertwined world is a big part of finding our way here. Seemingly random events are part of this great and complex world. Everything is connected. It all works precisely. Nothing misses a beat. Everything is this one thing unfolding itself, reflecting its inner energies, extending resonance. There are forces damping and forces amplifying. Everything reflects and exchanges energies as microcosm and macrocosm.
But we must also remember that from within our individual biological perspectives we are small. Even collectively, the human race runs like a hoard of ants among the giant forces that wax and wane around us. As things resonate they can take on great power. Events can overwhelm our tiny temporal forms. These are not random acts. And all the movements are precise.
We are born into it with little. We learn and grow and reach out to it. With questions and contact we try and understand. And we all will face death from an apparently unique perspective inside one, single individual human construct.
As we live, this is happening and playing out all around us.
And our Earth is an exquisitely beautiful thing. And even among earthquakes, volcanoes, hurricanes and disease it is an amazingly stable, comfortable and even, yes, a quite and utterly lovely place. Life can grow and prosper here. We can gain sustenance from the natural world with simple efforts. We can share our love. We can raise families and we can ponder the truth.
But the system we live in is alive too and is constantly regenerating itself and rebalancing against the movements of the energies enveloping us. This is the most wonderful secret of the planet. It is alive at every level. Even deep within it generates an enormous scope of energy that we are all subject to.
The air around us carries every kind of energy. We breathe in and get oxygen and breathe out carbon dioxide. Simple elemental and deeply ancient chemistry with great transformative powers. Our internal life system makes use of many elements in ways worth appreciating. The oxygen cycle alone is a master stroke of turning an apparently dangerous and corrosive substance into the very engine of life.
But the air carries other things that make the planet work and unfold in infinite beauty. Massive quantities of water are moved over continents with no obvious effort. Over mountain ranges and oceans. Perfectly purified, fresh water comes right out of the air over our heads to nourish the land.
Imagine if Mankind were challenged to lift his meager tools to accomplish the same task. Imagine the titanic effort it would take to duplicate the work done by a single thunder storm. Imagine the challenge. The comedy. But this system that we ignore all around us does it without apparent effort or complaint.
And the trees and plants of every color and variety depend on the movement of air to carry their very seed. A generation can not pass without the pollen on the breeze. The process is perfect, complex and complete. What an amazing information hiway to see. A grain of pollen, quite invisible to our eyes, even when blown in masses of tens of thousand, we see just a faint mist. Each tiny grain carrying the distilled and collated information from a billion year struggle. And the air takes it to a new pistil. An act of procreation so perfectly exquisite as to demand tears.
And birds in flight moving through this liquid of their infinite love. To move. To raise themselves into the atmosphere and be carried to the place they must find. To be with their mate. To carry out their responsibility to carry forward the perfectly dazzling and wonderful information of life from their subtle perspective. It is there on the air. They are there on the wing right now. And they will make their appointments across thousands of miles. Across thousands of generations.
And of course insects and bugs and everything moving past us. The air is the spider’s waiter, bringing today’s special.
See Do went through these things in great and varied detail, even reviewing and repeating areas through the night. He explained the infinitely complex fabric of our planet and our intimate relationship to every element. And he explained how it is all one creation. One interacting system. There is only one thing. One infinitely entangled point of energy expressing its message.
– continued (Part III, big hurricanes and the responsibility of knowing, seeing.)
Do you feel the resonant power around you? Look around. Every moment it washes over you from every point out there. And it takes some of your resonant energy back out into the sea of reality.
That night, Tuesday, I asked See Do what it is I need to do with this information. How could I get the word out?
And once again, he took me back to the beginning. He reminded me of our meeting and our very initial conversation when I had asked him “What do I need to do?” And he had said “Write.”
Now he filled out the thought with “Write. Your words will have resonance.” And he patiently reviewed the entire lesson to explain how this works.
He explained how in between every moment of time, we are everyone. How we will not be nor have not been every soul, but are every soul everywhere right now. This is difficult to grasp as one must jump between our perceived temporal reality and the true reality of ultimate oneness.
He said that if you take the perceived temporal state down to the finest grain of Time, the smallest consistent click of the clock; then realize that between being here, being you, from that one click of your perceived clock to the next, your being has been everywhere. You have expressed every particle. And come back.
It is only inside of your present biological construct that you perceive this one state as a consistent and coherent stream of reality moving forward along the arrow of Time. But in the true reality, nothing like that has happened nor is happening. Time does not exist. Yet all you can perceive is Time.
So as you move between these infinite states of the one, each infinite new construct in each state carries a bit of the others it has just been. The amount that might express itself depends on how much resonance there is. In other words, if everyone is close to the same thought or feeling, that will resonate and come through more easily into your particular perceived state.
And certain thoughts or feelings or ideas have more power due to this resonate echo. This echo, or these infinite echoes, are all around us and in everything. In fact, they are the central driver that informs the biological system how to create this temporal construct so that what we all are perceiving against this perceived idea of now has some consistency. We can both look at an orange on the table and we can both agree that we see an orange.
If the power in the echo of an idea is strong, it will resonate through the entire infinite system to a greater extent. This is the truth behind the power of some words and ideas. Sometimes a person will say or write something and it will immediately resonate. People will feel it when they read it. It carries more weight. They will believe.
This is also true of images, paintings and music. Once you begin to see that Time does not exist as we perceive it, you can start to understand how things might resonate with you. Everything comes from this resonance coming through you into this temporal reality. Without the resonance behind a thought or idea, it has no weight. Its existence would violate what your brain is blowing circuits trying to maintain. And it would likely be rejected from entering into a perceivable state here in the temporal reality. Poof.
Remember there is only one thing. And Time does not exist. But Time is all you can perceive. In between everything you are everything. You take some of this moment out. And you bring some of everything else back.
And this resonance works in both directions. The writer could not write what was not resonant. The painter can not paint what is not resonant. It is the ultimate muse. How do you have ideas? Where do ideas come from? Now you know.
See Do says I have to write these truths. That they will resonate.
Later in the week, Thursday afternoon, actually, I went to see my friend L. I had been talking to her about See Do and she encouraged me to keep writing about it and said that she would like to read the chronicle. Last week I sent her the chronicle as it stood to that point.
She said “While I was reading it, I felt like it took me to another place.” And added “When I finished, I almost felt light-headed. It was really interesting, the effect it had.”
Frankly, it threw me a little. This is very unusual power to wield. But See Do says it’s okay. He’s here. Not to worry.
— continued (Next Chapter: On Getting Grounded)
