Unconditional Love and the Creator
Many, many eons ago there was this great being of light, just one great being. Some say it was a he, some say it was a she. If one was able to fathom thought without duality it was possibly a “we” as an integral he and she as one dancing twin flame of light and delight. This one being existed as the universe, a blank canvas upon which it was to paint life. This being knew only love, only joy, and had an unconditional mind.
Its brilliance was awesome. Its brilliance was fantastic. Its brilliance was the divine mind, and it had a plan. That which is liken only to itself began to divide. It would breath thought into life, life into thought and children would pop out of its mind, its heart, its hands. Its every thought would manifest into another great being, and yet another, and yet another. This was my brothers, my sisters, you. It was the birth of souls, of starseeds, kingdoms, and solar systems. From one single monad began the seeds of everything we know life to be and no matter how we explain it, it is correct, how ever a vantage point.
Of course this being loved all of its creations, how perfect each and every one this being marveled, nurtured, and gave unconditional love. It did not see one better than the other, judged not a favorite. Each one had a meticulous part to play in the unfolding and dividing of the universe of life.
In that first initial pure thought that gave life, each and every life form had a purpose, a dynamic that was unique and interesting all were birthed with unconditional love. Each mind child if you will was perfect, capable, strong, intentful, magical, unique, special, and had a dynamic of no other. Yet each one was connected in some way shape or form to the whole. Being of pure thought each seed of thought was given the capability to think for itself, matriculate, multiply and was part of the same mathematical equation, connected to the same master matrix and geometry. Each one had a scientific explanation (except for possibly the creator being itself….or does it?) Each child creation was meant to divide, explore, all under the umbrella of the creator, the soft loving place where it was born.
The child beings began to play, however their playing was not fully free. Being under the one creator being they were governed lightly. This did not allow for full unequivocal free will, as it was influenced. The child beings were limited by the greatness and could not fully imagine outside of its nestling. They wanted more, afterall this one great being got its start from another universe and had the full right to grow up into all that is, they would argue and debate. The debate grew into wanting experiences to learn tangibles so they could understand fully who they are, what they were here for, what the great being already knew. They wanted to know something about themselves.
With unconditional love and full understanding of its creations it agreed to let go with out attachment in order for its birthing s to learn, and grow, experience and know of their own choosing. This great being let go. Its children were elated and began to build using the same geometry they were gifted from the one who formed many. The sacred building blocks are still seen today. They used light and geometry, love, and intention and began to construct together and apart, saying I wonder what would happen if I do this? Think this? Play with this? They began to form agreements to play in certain containers, you and me lets play over here, lets play like this, lets, lets, lets. They had so much fun that some of them strayed far and forgot their creator, left him as they began to divide. Some chose to remain and stay by his side, playing and creating with their initial purpose, their original blueprint of their seed.
Even though the love is and always was unconditional there was one valuable contingency in the plan: That great being of light made sure of one gift as a promise ever more, no matter what to all. Its promise was whispered into each heart of its creations and they sounded something like this. “You may stray, yet I will remember your one true name” “You may forget, I will remember your one true purpose” “You may loose sight of the tools I have given, I will hide them within your being” “You may think you live and breath alone, I will breath with you when you want to come home” “You will always contain a spark of me no matter how far, small, or large you play and when you want a game eradicated just call upon my name” “I will not leave you and will experience with you even if you think I am the one who strayed” “I will be there waiting for you to remember me and will always see your perfection, no matter what as you are the gift I made”
This great being choose to never forget his creations, no matter what. Coming home was built into the plan. Coming home does not have a rule or form…except for one thing……….. remembering who you are.
Many blessings from now until eternity for those who choose to remember and those who choose to forget.
In Joy,
Rainbow Institute/ A course in miracles
A place where you have the opportunity to play with the original building blocks!
A true story? You decide…
