About a
year ago I shared in the passing of my mother and
it was during those trips between Lake Tahoe and
Las Vegas I would stop on a lonely stretch of road
in the desert when passing vehicles were nowhere
in sight, get out and walk a dozen yards or so
from the car. During the time that followed, the
persistent noise of city life could no longer be
heard along with the background hum of electronics
leaving just the stillness of nature. The mind can
be turned inward after enough silence has been
enjoyed and it is at that point when one can
appreciate an earlier age when the technological
wonders that make our lives so easy were still a
century away. The world was a larger place for
those living then with neighbors sometimes closer
than family, towns that were true communities and
people had the time to appreciate a slower pace of
life. Side-by-side, both points in history seem
worlds apart but compared to the times in the past
when even the luxuries of a printing press was a
thousand years in the future, the time-saving
devices of the year 1900 would have been
inconceivable in the year 900. This was
the end of the classic Mayan period in the
Americas and taking that as an example, one can
see in their amazing works of architecture, art,
games and rituals, comparisons to our modern times
done through the absence of technology. Along with
that came a study of the stars and development of
a very advanced calendar capable of charting
points in time thousands of years in the future.
When one is surrounded by silence, the only sounds
one hears are those thoughts passing through the
brain which can sound like a symphony if groups of
them align in just the right way. It is in those
concepts such as pyramid construction, stellar
research and Gods from the sky that one has to
consider what else they saw above them. The Mayans
built planetariums in each major city and with so
much time spent looking into the skies, any
visitors to this planet in flying ships would have
seemed like Gods to those who placed such major
importance to the happenings in the stars
unimpeded by artificial lighting. With so much to
ponder, it's no wonder the tops of their pyramids
and temples were built higher than the
distractions taking place in the city below. Travel
back another thousand years or so to focus in on
the life of a simple carpenter as he plied his
trade of building up people and laying the
groundwork for a master plan the effects of which
are still shaping our world on a daily basis.
Crushed and oppressed, many people of the time
were overseen by a brutal Roman occupation and
what imagination they had was fed to them by their
priests and authorities like the Sanhedrin. Out in
the desert surrounded by his disciples, Jesus
would have had that same quiet I experienced in
those trips to Las Vegas and those disciples would
have had months if not years in the early days of
his ministry where they would have been around him
twenty-four seven. Imagining that kind of access,
it’s no wonder some would suffer horrible deaths
passing on the message he had taught. After his
ascension back to higher dimensions, they would
have then had all of the quiet afforded a lack of
distractions and in that quiet would have had time
to reflect on the words he imparted to each them
as have millions of people since. Monastic life
has always sought such quiet to regain that
reflection enjoyed by those of Christ’s time but
let's look back another two thousand, five hundred
years to a civilization who understood how truly
loud silence can be. Egypt at
the height of its power and creator of some of the
most wonderful structures of their era also built
structures underground and chambers within the
pyramids were silence reigned when no else was
around. Anyone who has ever taken a YouTube visit
into the king’s chamber of the Great Pyramid of
Giza can imagine being in there by themselves to
think and meditate. In the deep penetrating
silence to follow would be a chance to really
explore what a thought would sound like in such a
space. The musician Paul Horn released an album of
him playing his flute there and the sound can
still carry the listener away to the deeper places
within themselves. Imagining what it must have
sounded like at the completion of its construction
when the door was still open, one cannot help but
be overwhelmed by their ability to construct such
a edifice as well as other such fantastic
buildings and temples. To stop here on our journey
though would be a disservice if we did not
continue on to when the power of thoughts was
appreciated to its fullest but also to a fault.
Our final destination is ten thousand years before
Egypt's height to the time of Atlantis where our
search has been heading all along. During its even
bigger height was how all of this started when
ascension to the next evolutionary level was still
thought of as a possibility. It still is and the
time span from then to now is but a continuation
of the path all third dimensional humans are on.
That leads us back to today going forward from
here. Should you find yourself where all sound has
been eliminated, use that time to listen to the
music of the mind. The harmony has never been
missing, it's just needed all this time to be
enjoyed properly. In love and light as one,
Russ and Karra
