...She was so happy with what she knew, so full of awe at the beauty of the Song (subtract the "g" and you have Son), that she thought again. And again she knew the rippling, the wrinkling, the running of spidery lines along the edges of the forming pouch of the power's Song, the folding and enfolding into a shape that held some of the power of all that is within. She knew that the place of that pouch, that bundle of her thought, her Song, was in the Northeast. So humming and Singing, she shaped them. Humming and singing, she placed them where they belonged. That was how the directions came into being. How the seasons came to be.
She thought in her power to each of the bundles and continued singing. She sang and sang. She sang the power that was her heart, the movement that is the universe and its dancing. The power that is everywhere and that has no name or body, but that is just the power, the mystery. She sang and the bundles began to move. They began to sing, to echo (mirror) her Song, to join it. They sang their heart's song that was the same as Spider's heart Song that was the heart Song of the Great Mystery, the power that moves..." (Allen, 1991, p. 34 --35)
Here again, sound (the Song) creates form. Sound / Thought is simply vibration. The process is again mirrored in the Middle Eastern Stanzas of Dyzan:
" The last vibration of the seventh Eternity thrills through Infinitude. The Mother swells, expanding from within without, like the bud of a lotus.
The vibration sweeps along, touching with its swift wing the entire universe and the germ that dwelleth in Darkness: the Darkness that breathes over the slumbering Waters of Life.
Darkness radiates Light and Light drops one solitary ray into the Mother's Depths. The ray shoots through the virgin egg, the ray causes the eternal egg to thrill and drop the non-eternal germ, which condenses into the world egg.
Then, the three fall into four. The radiant Essence becomes seven inside, seven outside, the luminous egg which in itself is three, curdles and spreads in milk white curds throughout the Depths of Mother, the root that grows in the Depths of the Primordial Ocean of Life.
The root remains, the Light remains, the curds remain; still Oeahoo is One." (Iyer, 1988, p. 84)
It appears to me that these creation myths are in essence saying the same thing as what physicist David Bohm speaks of as the Unmanifest.
The question the reader needs to ask herself is why aren't these patterns revealed to us?
There are a couple of reasons. First, I would simply argue, "divide and conquer." How can we make war, while taking over lands, while destroying the environment for corporate profit while ruling the world if we know our kinship to all Creation? We have to trick the people into believing "those people" are a threat. Chief Seattle truly was on target when he states us European and Middle Eastern folk were crazy in our dividing men and women, children and parents, and left and right.
The second reason is that the powers-that-be simply do not want us tapping into a power that would spell their ending. They want you to be conditioned according to their will. What the creation stories do is take you to the Word / Will that is greater than "man's" as well as a place that exists before the will to create arises.
Think of the power that entails. You are moving away from a greater Will than that of the corporate honchos and their underling governments. You're going to tick somebody off !
Again, this is a place you can experience in deep meditation. Due to our noisy conditioned brains, it is not easy to get to....but it is there beneath the waves and currents of your mind.
Experience it!
One of the ways the powers-that-be keep you from this place is by making you think these stories describe a place in time. They do not. They simply reflect the foundations for this moment; my writing alongside your reading, which both occur in the Eternal Now.
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