Years ago, I was sitting with my dad. He was questioning God, and he said to me, (I’m paraphrasing), that we’re all connected because the dirt from a desert in Africa gets carried through rain all over the world. And then we all eat the plants and animals that are grown from that rain. We also drink it.
So, there’s something to that.
LOL. Little did he know how deeply I knew that to be true.
The other day, I channeled a session, and I want to offer you the following as a reminder of how big you are, especially when you’re feeling small.
So imagine this.
Imagine, before the Earth ever was, there was this enormous bursting-open. Like the universe spilling its guts. The first stardust. The first atoms. The first everything.
And that, that is the origin point (at least) of this third dimension. The “from here, everything.”
Because once it’s out, it’s out. It’s moving. It’s expanding. It’s colliding and combining and knocking into itself, and then pulling on itself. Gravity doing what gravity does. And then suddenly there’s friction, there’s spin, there’s heat, there’s pressure, and whatever we call wormholes, or waves, or time, or chance, or fate, it’s all part of the same unfolding.
And somewhere in that forward and outward movement the blast created, a planet forms.
Not because anyone micromanaged it. Because that’s what stardust does when it gets to dance long enough.
And all those original particles, the ones from the first explosion, keep getting rearranged into form after form after form. Gravity, matter, plasma, photons. Stardust becomes land. Stardust becomes sea. Stardust becomes air. Stardust becomes plasma. Stardust becomes minerals. Stardust becomes water. Stardust becomes everything we can name, and plenty we cannot.
And then the Earth starts doing its gorgeous, cyclical thing.
The ocean breathes into the air. The wind sweeps water up into clouds. The clouds travel. The clouds release. Rain falls.
And the ocean on one side of the world becomes the rain on the other side of the world.
And it’s not just water.
The Sahara, like literal ancient mineral stardust, gets swept up into the wind too. The dust rises, rides the air currents, mingles with moisture, and ends up raining down on England, or Chile, or wherever.
Which means the world is constantly sharing itself with itself. Constantly.
Atoms and molecules moving.
Ocean meeting desert.
Desert meeting mountain.
Mountain meeting river.
River meeting lake.
Lake meeting sea.
And then life arrives.
However it happened, the first tiny spiraling spirulina molecule, the first living pattern, the first “I am alive,” life begins to replicate, evolve, and become more complex, and then more complex, and then more complex, until there are humans.
And humans are made of all of it, as everything is.
We are minerals that have traveled across continents. We are water that has been in every ocean. We are elements that have been in ancient forests, volcanic ash, riverbeds, animal bodies, storm systems, glaciers.
We are not “separate from nature.” We are literally nature, organized into a person for a while.
And not only this planet. Every star system too.
Because all of those atoms, those atoms have history. Cosmic history. Stardust history. They’ve been everywhere. They have fractally experienced all that has been. They’ve been everything.
And now some of them are you.
And if you want the simplest example, look at a tree.
A tree grows in the mountains of Colorado. One day it dies. It falls. It becomes a log. A stream pours by. That log breaks down. The minerals move into the water, and the stream becomes a river, and the river becomes a lake, and the lake becomes the ocean.
And now that oak tree is in the Atlantic. Or the Pacific. In some microscopic way, sure, but still true.
Then the winds pull moisture from the ocean again.
And they pull particles from the land again.
And they pull minerals again. Some from that oak tree, some from the Sahara, some from everywhere.
And they spin it into clouds again.
And those clouds travel again.
And they rain again.
And that rain becomes what we drink. Or it feeds the plants that feed our food. Or it feeds the chicken that lays the egg that we then eat. Or it becomes the water in our bodies.
So what I’m saying is, we are so intricately related to everything and everyone that “separate” is almost a funny word to use.
We are a drop in the ocean, yes.
But we are also the ocean in a drop, as Rumi likes to say.
We are a person on the planet.
And we are also the entire planet, organized into one person.
So how could we be anything but that which, on some level, knows the evolutions and power of the universe within us? And knows each other, on some level?
How could we be anything but that?
We contain it.
It is us.
And it’s not that we have to try so hard to “get” it.
It’s that we’ve been taught to effort our way toward something that is already true.
It’s the getting out of the way that changes everything.
Because it’s simply an is.
Of course, Creation/God/All That Is is part of this conversation. But the simple three dimensional nature of this seemingly alchemical soup that we are, that is what my dad was alluding to.
Finally, to all those who were on the monthly Frequency Sessions a few days ago, JUST WOW. We moved Heaven and Earth together. Thank you for the great questions.
For those who were not there, I will be sending out a recording that will help you uplevel after this powerful week of Fire Horses, new moons, Ramadan, and eclipses.
Stay tuned.