The Free Radical

Hawk is the guardian of visionaries. In a previous post from September 7, she promised to return with further instruction and guidance for deploying the New Vision in the “real” world.

She spent the day mostly unseen, periodically calling to me from the distance. Finally toward the end of my walk, down by the river (where once I encountered Thunderbird– but that’s a whole other story), Hawk met up with me and circled above for several minutes.

“Knowledge is currency in the natural world,” she began. “It is a means of exchange among all the agents of the One Life. The purchasing power of knowledge is measured in experience. The knowledge leading to repetitive experience which engenders little feeling beyond boredom is a fiat currency– backed by nothing more than a social agreement. Knowledge leading to New Experience, which always engenders excitement, is the gold standard among the agents of the One Life.

“Your position now is strange and ironic… and perhaps somewhat humorous. You are the bird in the cage– a cage whose door has been pried open, yet you know it not. You seek the sacred knowledge of flight… as you deny your own wings.”

That was the end of Hawk’s message this day… and I have to admit I was a bit disappointed– that she would abandon us still trapped in this illusory cage of our own repetitive thoughts and habits. Little did I know that her “partner” would slide in to complete today’s message.

This is the eleventh snake of the year. Eleven is a master number. You can see from the scuff marks on his back that Master Snake just recently survived an epic battle. He was in no position to slither away; he was shaky, almost disoriented as he picked up the conversation.

“You will be shaken from your lethargy… but you will survive. You will question your stores of knowledge… and find your wealth lacking. I am the squiggly line on the page which heralds the beginning of New Creativity.

“You are still entrapped by knowledge which cannot serve you any longer. Freedom lies in the Unknown– always. Make peace with your own immaculate creativity, for it is your light into the darkness. Sometimes you cannot know exactly where you are going; creativity is like that. You pick a direction and see what develops as you hone your skills… and the cage is utterly forgotten in the process.

“Remain in process– always.”

Master Snake then began to sing an old song… about a New Song… “Chameleon’s Teardrop (Makes a Rainbow).”