Return To Forest
A Wilderness journey
Return To Forest
A Group Meditation
The Forests, each one, is full of the of the magnificent inhabitants of Wilderness Earth. All inhabitants long for the return of men. They can see the cities of men in distress and despair. The holy creatures who dwell in the Forests of Wilderness Earth yearn for our restoration. Order has been disrupted and Life Force constricted. The spells of civilization have been cast over the hearts of men.
The creatures of cities, indulging themselves in quests for fame, fortune and power have birthed chaos, confusion and death. Spreading over the land, the chaos of civilization now has momentum. Resisting chaos, as a strategy, makes no sense. Good generals know, wasting their finest troops in futile battles, will cause the war to be lost. A new battle plan comes to us from the stars. I can feel it.
Learning to see this world as Wildness Earth, our true and most elemental orientation, is the only hope. It is time, now, for a re-calibration of our psychic connection to Life Force and our sacred Forests. I have made it a daily and intentional practice to tune and train myself to see Wilderness Earth with the eyes and heart of this new orientation. I want to be in the Forest. Its simply that.
The intense experience I encountered as a young boy is the beauty I want to engage. However, when engaging that experience, that presence, that heart, I encounter a very expected difficulty. Decades of training and conditioning have made their imprint. Automatic responses and instinctive pattern creation are hold backs. The grip of civilization is strong. I must press on.
Every action and thought are, in truth, fields open for new understandings but, at the same time, perilous. Like trekking in any unknown land, the lack of maps and bush skills, make the pilgrims journey really dangerous. The Wildness Earth and the unique Forest we actually inhabit, is almost unknown to us. What we know to seek, what our longing and yearning tells us is there, seems unreal. The world we should be seeing, is a world we have been trained not to see.
The only success I have had in seeing is directly from what I have learned from my own experiences. It is from my own connection that I have found the gold necessary to see in new ways. My experience is the currency of these realms.
Stolen gold is the coin of this world. Every time a creature tells you not to trust yourself, you know they seek to rob you. It is a simple formula. If you are rich in the wisdom and gold of your own experience, they are poor and powerless. These creatures wish us in their thrall. They want our Earth and our gold.
The Wilderness Earth has suffered from the chaos and corruption of their dominion. Many die impoverished and bereft of their inheritance. The time is now to reclaim our destiny and the glory rightfully ours.
The attraction and lure of the Forest, as a particular place, and Wilderness Earth, as the vastness of our Earth, have been energizing as places of meditation. Over time, my meditation has changed. Very happily, as I practice now, these are places I go, rather than, as than as unique objects of directed conscious mental effort.
Early awareness, from my love of history, are the contrasts of the constructions of civilization to direct experiences of Natural Order have become striking. Civilization, as a construction of men, is no longer in harmony with the expansion of the Cosmos. Our journey to the stars is being stifled by creatures who are constrained to this planet. They cannot leave. For their interests, they do not want us to leave. They need us because without us, they have no access to Life Force.
The language of the Forest has nearly been lost. The secrets of the Wilderness, keys to the Divine Mysteries, our sacred legacies, are waiting for our summons. These secrets, hidden wisely in enchantments, yearn for us to release them. They yearn for us to summon Life Force, to learn from the ancient rituals and songs, given to us with sacred expectation and blessings. But first, we must shift our gaze if we are to learn the new rituals and songs of an expanding Cosmos.
Civilization, the creation of men, is the blunt instruments of blood and death, that is the thing which keeps us here. Cities and ideologies are not for our joy or well being. Vehicles of conflict, desire and power, civilizations are tools of the creature of this world who seek to deny us our destiny.
The corruption of knowledge, is civilizations engine of chaos. Once chaos has momentum, civilizations return to dust. Desire meets its end.
Stand on your front porch, extend your arms and embrace Wilderness Earth. Claim the Forest that is your home. It is yours.