THE DOOR THAT OPENS INWARDS
Life is created moment to moment, but the eye does not see the space in-between ‘moments’ because they flash on, and off, so quickly. There is definitely a 'space', it is just too small to be perceived. It is when the lights go off, that anything can be changed.
There is a stage during the process of metamorphosis, where neither the Caterpillar, nor the Butterfly, can be said to exist. This is the ‘space’ in-between moments where anything can be changed. The dissolution of the former 'self' is so thorough, that not one single stone is left standing in its original place. And yet, death could not touch the caterpillar, even when it was broken in pieces.
The lights went out, and everything changed. "Listen, I tell you a mystery: We will not all sleep, but we will all be changed— in an instant, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, the dead will be raised imperishable, and we will be changed. For the perishable must be clothed with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality." 1st Corinthians
The alchemical process requires authenticity, or it simply will not work. Trying to fake it, expecting to make it, would be like a caterpillar sewing leaves on its back thinking it can fly, only to hit the ground, and die, moments after take off. Trying to cheat death yields nothing, whereas, submitting to the process of metamorphosis achieves life after death.
The transformational doorway cannot be opened by any amount of force, which is why patience has always been a great virtue. Total surrender is required aud it is the only key which will unlock the door.
It takes one kind of strength to break down a door, and entirely another to submit to the process, and wait patiently for the door to open. Faith is necessary, because none of us can 'see' the door.
The metamorphosis of a caterpillar to a butterfly is living proof that it is possible to break the bonds which hold matter together, reassemble the building blocks in a completely different order, and live to tell the tale.
How incredible is that?
"The true sign of intelligence is not knowledge, but imagination".
THE LONG ROAD TO EDEN
When a human egg is fertilised, a process of rapid multiplication begins. One cell divides into two, two becomes four, four becomes eight, and so on, and so forth. It is like an explosion that happens in slow motion, The end result of this remarkable explosion, is a living, breathing, sentient being.
There is ample evidence of intelligent design within the structure of the human body. The precise arrangement and design of physical structures all lead to the conclusion that ‘life’ is the result of a highly advanced creative intellect, but in the outer world, there is no sign that such an intellect still exists. That is, until we look deeply into the mirror.
What use is there in denying that caterpillars are butterflies in waiting, when the process of metamorphosis can be freely observed? Of course the potential exists, and of course it can be realised. So, why are we so quick to deny that such a potential exists within us?
If I showed you to a door, and said, “if you walk through this door, you will die”, your natural inclination would be to turn and run away from the door. This is why caterpillars were not given a choice about wether to walk through the door, or not. If they refused, there would be no butterflies. If I showed you to the same door and said “If you walk through this door, you will die, but you will be reborn as a new creation” many will still turn and run away from the door.
Genuine alchemical transformation can only occur when one pattern is completely erased, and a new pattern installed. The process requires a change of frequency and not simply a change of ‘mind’. Any ideology that promises life transforming potential, without suffering, is bound to fail, because death of the former self is an intrinsic aspect of the natural processes. Death is not optional, it is an absolute necessity. Once the process has begun, there is no turning back; so you may as well relax, and enjoy the ride.
One form of beauty comes from how things are arranged on the outside. Another kind of beauty comes from how things are arranged on the inside.
Before you faint from fear, consider this; If a crawling worm can be transformed into a flying butterfly, then how much greater must our potential for transformation be?
The butterfly can struggle to free itself from the hard shell, but if any external assistance is provided, the potential for life to exist collapses into nothing, and all is lost.
If something as fragile as a butterfly can overcome death, and emerge out of the darkness, then surely, so can you.
“The first gulp from the glass of natural sciences will turn you into an atheist, but at the bottom of the glass,
God is waiting for you”
Werner Heisenberg Quantum physicist