Our thoughts are like butterflies; when they amass, they may assume any certain shape of a supposed reality, yet when we observe the cloud of butterflies carefully, we may be more and more able to see each individual butterfly, and watch them as they flutter by, to and fro. Then, to be able to look past each butterfly and see the spaces between their fluttering wings, that is to begin to understand… My thoughts are not me.
Our mind is like an onion. To meditate and to slowly peel back layer after layer, we will eventually find our primordial self. Imagine and see the primordial being from which we have evolved; that same being is at that heart of us all, underneath layers and layers of accumulated other beings, across the eons. Therefore, let us realize that we ourselves are an accumulation of eons of thought, passed down from one generation of beings (and all the adaptations that are attached to them) to the next. In this sense, our current forms truly are simply the present incarnation of life and energy.
We came from and are so intricately intertwined with Mother Earth and Grandmother Starry Host. In this way the Universe itself is a part of our Collective Mind. May we reach out during grounding and breathing meditations, and become the conduit of energy and life from above and below… May the universal energies that stir the cosmos flow without hindrance through us, back and forth from the cosmos to the earth’s heart, and back….