Three thousand years ago there was a human just like you and me who lived near a city surrounded by mountains. The human was studying to become a medicine man, to learn the knowledge of his ancestors but he didn’t completely agree with everything he was learning. In his heart he felt the must be something more. One day as he slept in a cave, he dreamed that he saw his own body sleeping. He came out of the cave on the night on a new moon. The sky was clear happened inside of him that transformed his life forever. He looked at his hands, he felt his body and he heard his own voice say, ”I am made of light, I m made of stars.” He looked at the starts again and he realized that its not the stars that create light but the light that create stars.”Everything is made of light,” he said, “and the space in between isn’t empty.” And he knew that everything that exists is one living being, and that light is the messenger of life, because it is alive and contains all information.
This is what he discovered: Everything in existence is manifestation of the one living being we call God. And he came to the conclusion that human perception is mainly light perceiving light. He also saw that matter is a mirror that reflects light and creates images of that light- in the world of illusion, the drama, Is just like smoke which doesn’t allow us to see what we really are.”The real us is pure love, pure light,” he said. This realization changed his life. Once he knew what he really was, he looked at the other humans and the rest of nature, and he was amazed at what he saw. He saw himself in everything-in every human, in every animal, in every tree, water, rain, in the clouds, earth.
Now he was exited, and his heart was filled with peace. He could hardly wait to tell his people what he had discovered. But there was no words to explain it. He could understand everyone very well, but no one could understand him. He had discovered that he was a mirror for the rest of the people, a mirror in which he could see himself. Then he knew that he would soon forget all that he had learned. He wanted to remember all the visions he had, so he decided to call himself the smoky mirror so that he would always know that matter is a mirror and the smoke in between is what keeps us from knowing what we are.” That smoke the dream and the mirror is you, the dreamer.”
THIS BEING THE FIRST PART. WAIT FOR ANOTHER ONE. AND THERE WOULD BE SOME MESSAGE IN EACH POST THAT I’LL UPLOAD FROM NOW ON WARDS. NOTE: THIS IS NOT A STORY!!!!!
Excerpt taken from the book,’The Four Agreements’. All rights reserved by Publisher.