I am forever fascinated when science “catches up” with the visionary truths of the past. The television show was the Discovery program, The Known Universe. The discussion on this particular show centered around the fabric of “Space-time” and the way it’s fabric is “warped” by the gravity of planets and other heavenly bodies where they are. The pic is from NASA, so it’s not something that I dreamed up, it is apparently known and accepted science. In fact, I would suspect from what I see from very good sources, that I could consider myself behind the curve, were it not for the fact that, in studying Native legends and teachings, I already “knew” about it.
Yeah, too funny, eh? The legendary teachings have to do with one of those Spirits whose work it was to put the Old One’s vision into discernible manifestation. She is Grandmother Iktomisha, Gradmother white spider. She it is who wove the “web” that holds things in space-time. Grandmother’s “medicine” is creativity on all levels. She is the inspiration for writers, musicians, artists, scribes, and all who work with communication in a creative fashion.
When I learned this particular legend I laughed for days. It is no wonder we are NOT to put a face on the Old One, on Hashem! The Spirits involved in creating our world are too varied and too different from us bodily for us even to imagine their appearance accurately. Furthermore, whatever “bodies” they may have do not exist in this particular time-space continuum.
When we attempt to pin down what a Holy Spirit looks like, it is with the intent, no matter how subliminal of categorizing that spirit, and gaining a foothold on attempting to control that spirit. We humans are mere dust specks in the Universe. To attempt to control one of the Great Ones is simply laughable. It is our job to learn to ride the waves. It is our job to find the flow of Spirit and do our best to reside there. It shouldn’t be all that difficult, we are given lifetimes to learn to do it while wearing bodies. Though that, indeed, seems to be the problem. It is not difficult to ride those waves when we are in spirit, it is these dense bodies that get in the way, with their senses and weight that holds us down.
And then there is the primary challenge. We not only need to learn to ride the waves, understanding that the only constant is change, we need to learn to ride them with continuously growing love and compassion for our fellow travelers. Now, you may tell me you are quite up for the challenge. Good for you. I try to be. But I will guarantee you that I do falter on more than just the rare occasion. I wish all that travel beside me the very best and can only hope that each of us has the strength to weather the storms.
Balance and Blessings to you,