“The more we master the physical universe the more prepared we are to transform into higher consciousness.” ~ Buckminster Fuller
Now this sounds so much like the rape of nature we see everywhere, but I don’t see ‘mastery of the physical universe’ as being the domination of it. But rather in the sense of to understand something very well, with an intimate knowing that borders upon the biblical meaning of ‘to know’ as in to make love to or like a master pianist creating the most splendid of music.
Perhaps never distancing ourselves from the world magical, physical as it is, never letting go of the awe and mystery of this universe, because it is there, in the mystery, play and fun, where the doorway to our transformation can be found.
To look deeply into smallest of subatomic particle or the grand cosmic scale bigness of it all and still see that wild mystery permeating and dancing in everything; is to open, at least a crack, in that door to wonderment at the core of our soul, stretched ever so thinly around all that is.
And when we finally get it and it finally speaks to us with the voice of a lover, will our soul burst as sometimes it feels it may or will it suddenly coalesce into something far beyond anything comprehensible?
Whatever happens, it is there many are irresistibly and eternally drawn,
I have always been a searcher, looking for the Holy Grail, philosopher’s stone or ovum anguinum; searching for some hidden secret hidden knowledge which would transform my being into something more worthy than I felt it to be.
I searched, spent years of study of Quantum Mechanics, Physics, Cosmology, and Microbiology. I searched the esoteric writings of enlightened eastern, western mystics and established religions, all to no avail. The truth I sought, was not to be found in this world or the next, it was not anything which could be grasp, held in my hand or given to another.
The closest I have come to seeing truth was to gaze into the eyes of a new born babe. It is this innocent wonder, the light of the Divine Mystery shining out from the soul; which is love, life, and truth.
This Holy Grail is found within, if only I dare to look through the darkness which cloaks it so well and walk quietly, patiently, waiting for those rare moments when the dark clouds part and the light shines, warming the empty coldness which so often engulfs me.