in
ancient traditional tribal community living we all had a connection to
nature, to her, the mother, our earth and to the universe, our father
sky. When a problem arose that couldn't be contained constrained or
completed using your own instincts and knowledge, wisdom was sought from
the medicine man, the one who connects at a higher level to the one
source of all, the cause of all causes... We knew
without being taught what to do next, we intuited the answers to our
questions, we trusted each other and ourselves more. As all this was
lost over time, as men and some women sought power for themselves,
sought the right to tell others what to do, how to do it and why, we
lost our individual connection to source...
Those days are long
gone but they are coming back, through necessity the mother of
invention, as the planet dies and lots of the people with it, what is
left is what was always there in the first place, connection and source.
Recreating this from scratch, you scratch my back i scratch yours...
altruism, faith, honour, truth, all the good things that were lost are
merely reflections of the true truth, the hidden long forgotten powers
return to those who don't wish to use them for themselves, who have a
sense of the new beginnings underway and the end of the more recent
aberrations..
we are all on this journey together, to lose our
own fallacies and falsehoods, to stop feeling disconnected from each
other and the world, this process, this trip is ongoing and accelerating
and yes you can deny it
yes you can keep on going down wrong roads, you take the low road
i'll take the high one
love
jon
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