The Story of Earth and Paradise


In the beginning, there was no difference between this Earth and Paradise. All of us were Elohim, just ordinary Gods. We lived in pure light. Then we composed bodies out of the light so that we might touch and dance. For all eternity we touched and danced in the light. Was this an inward uncreated Light, or the light of creation? Again, a meaningless distinction...

But at some point in eternity, one of the Light Bearers conceived of "something better." He started whining, "Is this all there is? We can improve things around here." The notion of "something better" spread quickly until there were two groups of Gods, the Angels of the Ordinary and the Whiners for Perfection.

The Council of Elohim met to discuss what to do. I need to remind you that the word used for "God" in your Bible is Elohim, the plural, which means "Gods;" not El, the singular. There is no "God," there are just we Gods. So we Gods met in council and decided it would be best to separate the Angels of the Ordinary from the Whiners for Perfection before this rebellion went any further. So we created this Earth, as you know it, for the Whiners. Or rather, you were allowed to create it for yourselves, out of whining.

But these two realms are really not so separate as they may seem, because as soon as your thoughts become silent and you stop whining, you awaken to Beauty. Immediately you have moved beyond light-speed through a warp in space-time, back to the realm of Paradise.

But if you become petulant and argumentative when you hear this, and you're thinking, "Who is this stupid story-teller? Doesn't he realize that our world is full of pain and imperfection? We have to change everything to make this place decent!" it means that you still live among the Whiners for Perfection, and have not yet returned to the Ordinary.

Now both the Angels and the Whiners are busy doing good. The difference is this: when a Whiner desires to do a good work, the Whiner sees lack and imperfection needing to be fixed. When an Ordinary Angel desires to do a good work, she sees only fullness overflowing into deeper fullness.
  पूर्णमदः पूर्णमिदं पूर्णात्पुर्णमुदच्यते
पूर्णश्य पूर्णमादाय पूर्णमेवावशिष्यते
शान्तिः शान्तिः शान्तिः


Om Purnamadah Purnamidam
Purnat Purnamudachyate
Purnasya Purnamadaya
Purnameva Vashishyate
Om shanti, shanti, shanti

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Painting, Aura Rosenburg, 'Bird of Paradise'

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