I absolutely love Philosopher Days when they merge with Science and Psychology Days… They are the best.
Once there was a little seed who dreamed of being at the top of the greatest tall stalks for they had the best views that could see all and out over the horizon… He had been there once. That is where he was born, at the top.
But a great wind came and blew him away and down where he came to land on the ground.
He sighed, sad and dismayed.
“What saddens you?” a voice calls out and the seedling looked around.
“Down here?” said the Voice. “Beneath the Ground.”
The seed looked lower and sure enough it was Grandmother Root who had called to him.
“What saddens you?” said Grandmother Root.
“I want to be at the top,” the seed said. “So I can see out as far as the eye can see. Then I would know everything going on.”
The Grandmother Root chuckled. “If you desire the best view, you should seek the Ground,” Grandmother Root said and the see puzzled.
“Why?” the seed asked.
“I too began as a seed,” said Grandmother Root. “And like you, I desired the view up high thinking that is where one could see everything, but I was wrong. So very wrong. It is in the Ground, beneath everyone, that one sees all.”
Grandmother Root went silent and the seed pondered his options. He could ride the wind back out, desperately clinging to the wind to stay high as long as he could?
But Grandmother Root said the best view was in the ground.
After a moment longer, the Seed threw himself deep into the ground to see what Grandmother Root was talking about.
He dug and buried deep and, exhausted, he fell asleep.
It was in his sleep that something started to happen. His shell split, and legs emerged, digging deeper into the ground. A neck stretched and formed with arms so he could dig himself out. But his neck broke through the surface first. His legs continued to grow and spread.
Deeper and deeper until they touched… Water?
The water expanded his neck out higher and higher. His arms multiplied and he grew taller. Every so much taller than the Flower Pod where he was born. All the while he legs drank deep from the water.
After several weeks he found the brightest of sunlight. He had many arms now. His legs were many and deep. And he had his first Flower Baby.
It was then that Grandmother Root spoke again.
“Well. What do you see?” Grandmother Root asked.
“I see from my legs that they are Roots, like you. All the way deep down into the ground where the water flows. And I can see the ground where the ants come to climb up my neck. I see the bees and the wind and the cool shade under my arms with leaves. And also, I see the horizon,” answered the seed now grown.
“And…? asked Grandmother Root. “Do you still believe the top gives you the best view?”
The seed pondered this a moment and realized. “At the top, everything below was too far away to see anything. In fact, I saw nothing. But at the bottom, in the ground and through the Journey, I see everything, none of which I could see at all if I did not place my heart in the ground. So… The ground,” said the seed now grown.
It is the Ground where we See everything with the best view.
This morning in Sleep this Vision came to me. I was a Captain entering my Bridge for the first time. It was on the Ground. And the only place to reach my Bridge, was to humble myself and submit — permanently — to the Student’s Mind.
I opened my mind, I lowered myself into the Chair — the lowest position I have ever known before — and I opened my mind as wide as it would go with Curiosity, Trust, Vulnerability, Questions, No judgment, and Wonder. And only then, as I sat down deep into the lowest chair… I saw and I understood.
I understood everything.
If I was to steer my life, I would require the greatest of Visibility at all times. And that point of Visibility was there, in my Chair submerged deep and within Curiosity, Trust, Vulnerability, Questions, No judgment, and Wonder.
“But won’t I get hurt?” I asked Mother Nature.
“The 4th Ethic,” she answered me, and she was right. This is why I had to honor the 4th Ethic. To keep me safe. I relaxed into my seat and her arms and turned myself over to her. My Mind opened even more.
I felt my Love connect to the Controls. All I had to do was to Love and Wish and Dream. My Love steered the Ship, which was my life.
“The moment I Worry, I stop Trusting,” I told her, and I felt her approving nod. “The moment I’m sad, I fear loss, when — in fact — I can just… Love, Wish, and Dream and steer the Ship,” I said, and I felt her approving nod.
I resolved myself to Love and Trust, to Wish and Dream, and I relaxed back into her arms even more. “You really must lead from the bottom where you truly can see everything… Because you are the Origin,” I said, and I felt her approving nod.
I thought of my Business, The Healing Garden. I thought of my Life, and my Partner. I thought of all of my Dreams.
“And Indecision is much like a Captain who can’t make up his mind… because he doesn’t know what he wants…” I said, and I felt her approving nod. “Which is why you must know Who you Are. So you can always Direct your Ship with what you want.”
As I understood, I relaxed even more. I embraced more of the Philosopher’s Mindset, which I then deemed “The Captain’s Chair” and finally, I truly did Understand.
I thought of Pythagoras and Socrates and Plato. I thought of Aristotle. I thought of Zarathustra.
“You cannot violate Logic.
You cannot violate Truth.
You cannot violate the Ethics.
You cannot violate Love.
You cannot violate Freedom.
You cannot violate The Self.
And if you do not know Logic, Truth, Ethics, Love, Freedom and The Self… well then… you cannot steer your ship. And if you do not accept the Humble Submission to Learn, always, which requires Curiosity, Trust, Vulnerability, Questions, No judgment, and Wonder… well then… you will never find The Captain’s Chair,” I said, and I felt her approving nod.
As I understood, my mind opened more.
Not only was I at the Point of Comprehension, I was now so very deep below it.
And I could see everything. I could see just how little I knew in relativity to how much left I still had to learn. And I smiled oh, so big. I would never, ever run out of things to learn. This truly is my greatest dream.
“I love my new view,” I said to Mother Nature.
And I felt her approving nod.
And just then I realized… I will never, never leave The Philosopher’s Mindset — The Captain’s Chair — ever again.
Whoever would have thought the Archetype was all the way at the Bottom.