The wisdom of the Scarecrow. (Fable about thanks)

  • 2010

I remember that day I woke up early, before the others, who were left behind in their rooms.

Outside it felt like a spring weather, for the late winter. I walked slowly and breathing deep the fresh and fresh morning air.

I traveled the stretch that, on the rise, would take me to a gentle hill with many slopes and from where I could more easily observe the environment to its horizons, all with just a turn of my gaze, it was achieved in this, a conscious state of fullness of the moment, with mother nature.

I carefully observed the profiles of distant forests, mostly of beautiful and majestic eucalyptus trees, some other groups of pine groves, vegetable plantations, fruit trees, wild flowers in their full color, smell of damp earth of dawn, volutes of Steam came off the mother earth in proportion to the heat of the sun's rays that all began to bathe in a pale white fabric.

I only managed to thank that beautiful state, that if I was fully conscious in its assimilation, it was also in its projection, because maybe tomorrow or the day after, I could not enjoy it, I was also aware of who had that power to produce such beauty, truth and communication in one place instantly and with such splendor.

I only managed to thank by looking up at the clouds that moved slowly chasing each other, just as the pups and puppies are guided by the one who gives them life and sustenance.

I thanked the CREATOR, for being a holder in holding the four symbolic vertices of the great pyramid:

? some health

? a proportion of money,

? to have known love, and

? Be on the path of evolution in the light.

Four fundamental elements to achieve in our earthly existence, a certain degree of quality of life in our environment and full conscious states that lead us to our individual liberation, giving us in daily practice, the opportunity to understand balance, harmony, conscious states also, with its own color and flavor.

Then, I managed to be aware of the fifth vertex of the sacred pyramid which is:

? He who batters on his cusp, forever pointing to the heavens that are also property of our GOD.

Later, I also thanked for the opportunity that all those related to us could have, to understand sooner or later where THE LIGHT is, how many colors and shapes does it have ?, who are its rulers ?, who is its creator ?, how take her in the heart? - In an expression: Be Aware, Where We Come From, Where We Are And Where We Are Going.

He had taken the attitude of attending the place early, considering that during the day any voluntary effort would have to be dedicated to supporting a series of activities aimed at preparing and then executing the commemoration of the first anniversary of the creation of THE SANCTUARY in that singular terrain, in memory of the BELOVED MOTHER MARY.

I could only do the most elementary thing: to thank and thus to achieve it from the heart, to feel a sensation, a feeling, an energy that entering through the solar plexus, directly connected with the whole nature, to the morning breeze, to the humidity of the earth, to the movement of the groves, to the heat of the sun.

In all this I was ecstatic, when suddenly I felt behind me someone who spoke to me:

- Thanks for coming -. . . . I heard clearly

I turned to my back to discover who had addressed my person not achieving it immediately, I scrutinized more carefully and I realized that a certain distance and a short distance from me stood out a form as human, careless, discolored, disintegrated Every one, but, which represented in his face, a semblance of goodness.

As I turned my attention, I observed the details of his figure: I was standing looking towards the sanctuary, his arms and legs were out from his faded clothes and were made up of WOODS. Its upper extremities open as in a permanent attempt to embrace, the lower ones, on the moist earth and buried in it, keeping it immobile in perpetuity. The trunk of his figure was filled with HENO, forming his thin thorax, chest, shoulders, back and waist; a PUMPKIN per head and on it a rustic HAT, the shape of his eyes: tender, the hole of his mouth full of dialogue, of his attentive ears when listening and his small nose, enough for the scent of the wind.

Who speaks? He asked a little restless.

I was the one who thanked your presence, replied against the breeze blowing ...

But how can you speak or express yourself, given your condition?, I surprised you, ..

Then he replied:

And your eyes do not do it ?, the expression of your hands does not prove it ?, does your thought not achieve it ?, your very stay in this place like that Doesn't he manifest it? and you know that language, there are many ways to manifest and understand it

I was really impressed by his behavior, when I arrived at the place enchanted by natural beauty, I had not noticed the presence of those who thanked me for being with him.

You have truth in what you say, -I commented-, ..every scholar becomes aware of it, that the hands of a being have their own language, that the gaze can give everything to understand, and the physical presence in any place always has a purpose, a reason for being.

This is how it is, he assumed. Continuing he said: `` That is why my reason for being is what you see and here I am, and for this I am grateful that you have come, on this occasion for me, to this beautiful place, d Tell me a unique opportunity to talk with you, a human as it is, it is not always usual for someone to approach me and especially a human, who, as they have told me, is the one who governs the destinies of this Mother Earth to which I am located in fulfillment of my own mission.

I consulted him then admired: And how have you managed to Know Thank? addressed his new answer:

I have obtained it through the sum of the accruals, thanks to my friends, the birds, the wind, the animals, the flowers and the occasional insect, which they have as a route, sometimes, this place .

- How have you managed to communicate with the birds? How do you talk with them? What language do they have? ... I scrutinized my character, intrigued?

He replied: "They have their own understanding, their own language, their speech, they know how to communicate, I also thank them for what they have taught me from time to time."

- And what teaching do you thank the birds? It was my question…. my protagonist, looking with his big empty eyes proclaimed me ..

- Here, in this beautiful corner that today has become a splendid sanctuary, many types of birds arrive: - large, medium and small, some beautiful bright colors, sober and elegant, majestic, of superb plumage; others with huge wings, but curiously, these are more sober, quiet and somewhat dismissive and do not speak to me much, they are colder and thoughtful, they are like arrogant, they have an indifferent style towards me, in the same way I am grateful, Well, they make the place happy, they make it beautiful, they are a beautiful spectacle, I have learned from them that there are so many colors, each one with its own energy, that rejoice the hay of my chest, and its flights are slow and cadencious at high altitude and power in their movements, therefore, for all those sensations and feelings, I must thank, because they make me feel like almost a human. They also perch in different branches of the groves and stay there long hours, as if meditating or reflecting on their own destinies or existences; in other corners I feel his squawks communicating perhaps his own joys, experiences or sufferings; beyond some shrill shrieks from the nests, claiming those little ones, their food, are the ones that depend on their livelihood. I have learned a lot and therefore from the knowledge given by them I AM GRATEFUL, although little they speak to me, I have obtained it observing from this place where I am subjected, then they leave and others arrive, it is like the wheel of destiny.

I was assimilating his expression and expectantly consult him "And of the rest of the other birds, do you have any reference?"

He replied: “The closest ones to me are those small-sized species, they don't have much color, they are rather gray, they are not loud, they are not ostentatious or arrogant, they are rather humble and more talkative, they understand my language, Of these I am more grateful, because the more they dialogue, the more I learn and understand more what is Sobriety, Humility, Tolerance, Honesty, Modesty, Respect, Submission, Goodness, Compassion, The Affable, The Art of Being in Solidarity, and so many other concepts and elements that must be the daily practice of every being, whatever its condition, because they have assured me that we are all submitted in this PLANET SCHOOL to Spiritual Evolution, so what is left ? THANK YOU, then, if I also in my condition, practice, someday, later, I will be a being like you, who by my side you look like a king. ”

Meditating on what I have heard, I did not delay to inquire again: “How is it possible that all these birds that perch permanently around you can have so much knowledge?

He corresponded to it clearly and promptly: "Because they travel all over the planet, some emigrate further and others to closer places and both, receive wisely everything delivered by THE CREATOR", and continued with his account:

- These bird species have among other properties, the condition that they observe everything, every place they travel, huge distances, always in groups and thousands and millions, their paths are unimaginable and even today, your earthly science does not can you discover how? after moving thousands of distances from this place, they return inexorably without getting lost, they ... with this wonderful gift, thank and do not lose their mind, many remain on the road, but that is why they have told me the consequence of the evil that the human being has in his heart, for a few of yours have minds in depravity, for they have told me about everything: the good and the bad that exists on the face of the earth, and they also thank their creator because they have concluded, that today, they have realized that there is more good than desolation, this is how they have told me that in large areas, there are more cultivated fields, more love for forests and acute, your peers gather today in greater numbers to agree how to purify the air we still breathe, the most potent collect money to bring food to the homeless of collapsed continents, great enemy powers before, today they shake hands, where the earth sinks and much has collapsed, comes the solidarity help of entire villages, without being called, your science strives to achieve curative medicines and elements that make life of higher quality, especially towards those of yours who have committed to a more severe karmatic condition for the sake of their own evolution, they have told me that in many remote places there are thousands of points of light day and night and when they have come to see that it is what produces them, they have denoted with astonishment that they are made up of groups of beings, all dedicated to obtaining lost knowledge, ancient civilizations that no longer exist, but whose knowledge is being dispensed by entities of light with the sole purpose of raising your level and be prepared for when the time comes that only THE CREATOR is aware and thus, this earth meets its own cycle in the current third dimension and triumphantly s ea transferred to the superior, whose fourth level is inhabited by brothers of excellent quality and evolution, they are your older brothers or your star brothers, who have always been collaborating with your planet at all times, by mandate of your own Superior Masters, who also assist you in all your meetings, in a word, all - with or without the due knowledge - fulfill at will within the great universal cosmic cycle with our own task and that, we must thank you, with submission.

- I have also been clarified that polarization is increasing, and this is how, although in certain places new manifestations of evil have arisen, in more places MORE LOVE is emerging, the difference and confusion is that minorities of beings magnify what negative, but the positive will transmute into posterity, then it will be noticed day by day, that the bad will be more bad and the light will give more light until the time comes to completely cover the darkness.

- Of my friends, the birds, the oldest and to whom knowledge has been transmitted from generation to generation, have assured me that the words of a great sage from the East who said: “everything about the system of things is still valid today. prevailing will pass ... but my words will not pass. ”

- Others, also scholars, have assured me that everything that enlightened Master said, has been fully accomplished.

- This should also encourage me to thank him, because they also told me that he promised his prophecy would be fulfilled, that if so, a lot of justice would be done on this earth, which is: “all those who scoffed and reproached to be first, will be the latter, and all who suffered in their condition as last, will be first in the next dimension.

- As you will see, I cannot help but be grateful because, with all that my friends have taught me, I have knowledge, and if I add to it what I do understand by faith, I am happy, for a long time I have endured my condition of last In this cycle and I have asked, not to be one of the first but only to have one day like you, five senses.

- If you understand me as I say, I also understand you in your surprise and disbelief, because many like you, still for a lot of knowledge, have a hard time assimilating how is it possible that I am made of WOODS, HAY, PUMPKIN AND HAT, I know Thank you so much for being subject, but remember that among all the knowledge already dispensed, you were told that every atom however tiny its existence is, is divine, intelligent and of them none is lost in nothing, because it does not exist, what is present IT IS EVERYTHING, and I am part of it.

- When you tell your kindred about everything I am grateful for, they will understand you possibly, and if somebody comes up with an insightful mind and asks you about - whether I fulfill my mission or not - having to be an enemy of my birds, tell him, that FOR LOVE I have reached with them an agreement: I do not frighten them, and they take care of me the garden, they do not harm it, but of the product of the same that exceeds, they look for their food and thus, we will all be happy, and it will be among us, a blessing the Be aware of what gratitude means.

- In the same way, my old bird friends have made it clear to me, that in the case of humans, there should be no harm, either of mind, or of action, and this when fully fulfilled, YOUR CREATOR will compensate you, either publicly or perhaps in your own silences.

- For you, for having listened to me with respect, as admirable as all this may seem to you, go from my heart of hay to your own heart, my greatest thanks and that all the knowledge of THE CREATOR remains in what you call your Permanent Atom.

- Say hello to your like-minded brothers of knowledge and allow me to finally give you a question that has surpassed the so-called time in me. .. I ask this because my friendly birds, in it they have always kept the most absolute silence, which I respect, but I am not a seer, and someone has to know it ... I mean that you humans, in Mother Earth are millions in existence and when they die, deposit their earthly vehicles in their cemeteries, more, my friends the birds, are in quantity more millions than you in existential number in this school of knowledge, So what I don't understand, when they die, where are so many millions of their small bodies left?

To finish and not get bored with so much comment, there is something in me that overwhelms me from knowing it, my sources are reliable, and that is that in every place of this beautiful planet, there are some beings that do not deserve what they carry in their testas, so that you understand me I ask you in a simple way: Why does God give hats to those who have no head?

If you or yours do not give me the answer, then I will ask another friend that I have, he is THE WIND, which also comes here from time to time, and he has to in turn, another friendship that could know what AIR is, and this in turn, maybe you can ask your cousin THE PRANA, or finally, you will consult him who flies with everyone they who is THE TER, and perhaps with greater certainty there have the answer, because I have known that THE TER expands in THE EVERYTHING and IN THE EVERYTHING IS OUR CREATOR, that everything knows, because one of its infinite conditions is that of being OMNISAPIENT.

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This story was received in July 2005, from Ascended Masters, in Love and Privilege, thank you. All rights reserved

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