The raindrop that cannot dream the ocean

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Life has been full these past 12 months – of beginnings and endings, as life often is. I’ve worked on a book proposal, started a new job, lost a beloved family member and, throughout it all, found strength and inspiration from my continual development as a medium, writer and teacher with spirit.  I’ve just launched a website and am offering sittings as a professional spirit medium, written messages from spirit, meditation classes and workshops. If you’d like to find out more, check out http://www.louise-wylie.com.

Yesterday, I had the pleasure of dropping into a spirit writing class with my erstwhile teacher. It was lovely to reconnect – with her and with spirit in that manner – for the first time in many months. I was given the topic of Duality and the spirit communicator who joined me was in philosophical mode. Here’s what he wrote.

Duality – with a spirit communicator, 20 February 2016

Firstly, let me place this hourglass between us, here on the floor. The sand within runs smoothly. You and I know it is sand but does the sand perceive itself so? Or does it still bear the senses of the myriad creatures, stones and rocks it once was? And when it is pressed still harder, when the rock beneath us is pressed into a diamond, does the diamond perceive itself only as its new shining form, or as its previous, darker and more humble self?

The duality of nature is all around us. The seed becomes the sapling, the sapling the mighty tree, the tree the fallen log, the log charcoal for the fire. So it is with the waters of the earth themselves. Falling from the sky as rain, giving crops life and quenching our thirst, allowing us to grow – then flowing to the seas and being drawn inexorably upward once again by the might of the sun. As it falls, does the raindrop consider itself as separate, or does it hold the memory of the river, or the mighty ocean, or the cloud it once was and will be again?

When men or women consider themselves, too frequently they see only one aspect. They see nothing beyond the human form and often do not consider what went before and must come after. For all life is cyclical and human life is no different. If we cannot remember what came before or will come after, that does not mean it is not there and will not be.

Like the raindrop, we live in the moment of human existence, falling, falling into the river of life, flowing towards the ocean of our eternity. Being in the moment allows us to experience the richness of life, to consider its beauty and terror, to learn and to grow. And if a part of that growth is to consider and celebrate the duality of all things, then allow, oh little ones, for the duality of your own natures.

Whoever you are now, you are so much more, so many more, than you can know, or see, or feel. Allow for the miracle to be as present in you as it is in the acorn that cannot dream the forest, the raindrop that cannot dream the ocean. You are the man or woman who cannot dream the host of all the souls you have been or ever will be.

Duality is the spirit of existence; the mind of the Divine in physical form, Its imagination made manifest.

 

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