The Free Radical

“Why did you do it?”

“Do what?”

“Create this tangent, this divergence?”

“You mean this experience of separation?”

“Yes. Why did you do it?”

“To see what it would be like.”

“To see what what would be like?”

“Um…”

I never know what I’m going to discover, just that there’ll be something new… and unexpected. I found a couple of puffballs…

“The creational moment…”

“What about it?”

“That’s what you’re exploring… the reason for all this.”

“And when you say ‘all this’… which portion is the creational moment?”

“All of it. Granted, it’s easy to overlook; the creational moment only lasts about fourteen billion years.”

And so I ate them… and they were delicious!

“You wanted to experience the creational moment outside of yourself. You needed to slow it down… to break it up into manageable chunks… in order to better understand it.”

“Yeah, that sounds about right. And the last fourteen billion years is how it unfolded?”

“Yes.”

This is Gentian. I had never spoken with Gentian before. She’s a bitter, tonic herb, useful as a substitute for hops as a bittering agent in beer (flowers and/or roots). She’s pretty too.

“But even after fourteen billion years the creational moment still seems pretty mysterious!”

“Only because you are still perceiving with less than the totality of your being. You still experience it outside of yourself. When you’re being creative, do your creations fully form within you before you evince them in the external reality?”

“No. There’s always a certain amount of give-and-take. I’m always at least a little bit surprised where my creations end up… but I like it; it’s instructive.”

“It’s you interfacing with you… as the separate, small self… as the whole… within the all… of One. Do you begin to see the depth of understanding you’ve gleaned?”

“You mean in the last fourteen billion years or so?”

“Yes.”

“Um… yes, I guess so.”

“No. There’s no more guesswork involved. Now you KNOW.”