A Society Built Upon a Lie Is Destined to Fail ...
And a good thing too! It's more than time for a whole new creation.
For most of my life I've been fixated on fixing things ... starting with myself.
Why? Because the basic premise, taught me from an early age onwards by a series of well-meaning Episcopal and Catholic priests, was that I am an imperfect sinner ... the inherently corrupt progeny of the bad seed of Adam and Eve. Of course, it wasn't just me. I am a sinner, along with everybody else in the world.
I struggled against this teaching. The whole idea, delivered in the solemn, hushed atmosphere of church, filled me with disquiet. The sight of all the bowed adult heads around me, calmly accepting the vision of being a lowly disgusting worm in the sight of God filled me with dismay. I didn't feel like a lowly worm! I felt alive and vibrant and beautiful inside. Why was I being told such a story?
Despite my resistance, the constantly repeated image slowly sank inwards, imprinting my psyche and soul.
Looking back, I realize this teaching was the reason I never once questioned why the world was in the shape it was in. Why I never questioned the duck and cover drills designed to save me from the insanity of nuclear attack when I was a kid at school. Why I never questioned the rapes and murders on the nightly news and on TV shows. Why I never questioned the starving children in Africa, the drug pushers and crime czars. The wars. The poverty. The suffering.
What else could you expect of humanity but misery, mayhem and madness?
During my teen years, I fantasized that the starship Enterprise would time warp back to the 1960s, and that somehow Mr. Spock and I would meet. Impressed with my mind and my sincere passion to follow a brighter star, in every dream scenario he would ask me to accompany him back to the ship, and I would be invited to go where "no man has gone before."
Despite my love for nature, my family, my horses and ponies and all the dogs and cats and kittens that companioned me on that big farm in Virginia where I was raised, I always left with the hyper-rational Spock. I shed tears. But then I always turned my face away to sail resolutely off to a better place in the future.
Reaching my twenties and adulthood, having made no such escape, I dropped the childhood fantasy and turned to the mundane task of growing up and making a living. In other words, I lost myself in another illusion—that of being a material girl, chasing money, career success, sex, drugs, rock n' roll, marriage, houses, cars, swimming pools, stocks and bonds and ...
Doggone it! More misery. Sure, a lot of fun too. But over all ...?
Finally, at age thirty, I discovered spirituality and the time-honored path to getting away from myself and the unpleasant reality around me. If I could become a better person. A wiser human ... if I could elevate my consciousness and become an enlightened being filled with the Christ-light of love ... if I could elevate my body and soul like the saints of old ... then maybe I could escape the madhouse. Maybe I could even help a few other people along the way.
I spent the next 40 years trying.
Trying to be anything but me. A human being. On Earth. Here. Now.
It never once occurred to me that the foundational teaching of my life—the subconscious core belief of the entire Western world that humanity is sinful—was a lie.
Not an erroneous belief, but a deliberate lie.
A false foundation
There's a big difference between holding a naive belief and unconsciously adopting a deliberate lie—a difference that, once embraced, changes your perspective, not just on the whole course of human history as it's currently being presented, but on the nature of humanity and the very nature of the universe itself.
The fundamental message of religion and spirituality is basically the same: Get beyond your gross humanity and become better, higher, finer. Become spiritual. Become love. Cast off the shackles of the body with its lower animal urges and fly!
Rarely—in all of recorded human history—have we been encouraged to explore what a human being really is. Why? Because the unquestioned assumption is that human nature is base. Animalistic. Gross. Heavy. Dirty. A barrier and a barricade to any possibility of higher expression.
Never mind all the animals I've ever known have been the purist of beings. Beings. Pure life forms being themselves. No maliciousness. No cruelty. No greed. No inner disharmony. Zero confusion (unless they've been hanging around humans too long). Animals are purely themselves—alive, vibrant, awake, present, curious, exploratory, accepting of what is, responding appropriately in the moment, taking care of themselves and their offspring and cohorts, never deliberately causing harm.
Wait ... what? Aren't those the very words many use to describe what we believe to be the enlightened masters of the universe?
Yep.
Like the animals around us, if left unmolested, humans are the purist of beings.
Beings.
Pure life forms being themselves.
And what does that mean? No maliciousness. No cruelty. No greed. No inner disharmony. Zero confusion (unless you've been exposed to crippling ideas about yourself). Alive, vibrant, awake, present, curious, exploratory, accepting of what is, responding appropriately in the moment, taking care of yourself and your offspring and cohorts, never deliberately causing harm. Pure love in action, pure life energy, expressing through form.
That's it. That's Who We Really Are.
If this is true ... how did things go so completely off the rails? How did we come to the place where we are today, with families, communities, political parties and nations at each other's throats, desperately trying to make wrong to make right, tearing each other apart?
It's all happening because of the lie.
The concept of original sin
The concept of the inherent evil in man, although it had been kicked around for a few hundred years beforehand, was firmly introduced into Catholic creed by Augustine of Hippo, now known as St. Augustine. (354-430 AD) Despite the fact that his mother was a devout Christian, Augustine was a pagan like his father, and spent much of his early life as a sexual reprobate and a drunk. Ignoring his mother's lamentations over his fallen state, Augustine continued his life of sin until he was introduced to the religious philosophy known as Manichaeism.
Manichaeism, as set forth by the Babylonian prophet Mani (216 AD), outlines the struggle between a good, spiritual world of light and an evil material world of darkness where every person is born into sin merely by the fact of being physical. Mani arrived at this view because he was coached into it by what he called his "other self"—an invisible "spirit" that talked to him.
It has long been assumed (And you know the old saw about the word “assume”—it makes an ass out of u and me.) that the concept of original sin, the single most insidious and corrosive idea that has ever been introduced to humanity, was proposed by an angel. That the "voice" Mani was hearing was of heavenly origin.
Of course, Mani never said that it was. He didn't know where the message came from. The guilt-ridden young Augustine apparently just assumed it. And he used this purported heavenly message as a way to explain and excuse away his own sinful doings as a youth. Converting to Christianity, eventually he became a brilliant theologian and speaker, going on to officially ground the idea of original sin into Catholic theology.
And the rest is his-story.
So, here's the deal. If you yell at a kid long enough, telling him/her that they are no good, that they are lazy pieces of poo, that they are evil and sinful and corrupt ... that's a pretty low expectational bar to set.
How is it possible, with that kind of programming, for a child to become much of anything?
How is it possible to avoid living down to parental (God's) expectations? How is it possible to avoid adopting a terrible burden of guilt and a sense of shame and hopelessness that is never ending?
Science is now proving that strong emotions—such as guilt and shame—are passed down epigenetically from generation to generation. Which means, veritably, that we're all dealing with the "sins of the fathers and mothers"—an inescapable genetic and emotional heritage of guilt and shame and no-goodness that permeates and overshadows us at every turn.
Then ... being the astounding, powerful, creative beings that we are ... we take this foul inheritance and create from it.
Believing a lie originating from who knows what corrupt source long, long ago, for thousands of years we have built our world upon a false premise. We have created politics, government, philosophy, religion, spirituality, science, economics, health, education, entertainment, most of which reflect the lie—bringing us to the place we are today.
A new vision, a new creation
Albert Einstein is credited with saying "We cannot solve our problems with the same level of thinking that created them." And he's right. We cannot. As well, we cannot solve our problems by continuing to operate within the corrupt social systems that were built upon and inevitably reflect The Lie.
It's time to let it all go.
It's time to finally see Who We Really Are: Beings of pure love, temporarily trapped in an illusion. Beings of pure love whose soul purpose is expressing the foundational frequency of existence in whatever way aligns with our true nature: Pure love.
Oh! What kind of House will we build from that understanding? What will we create from joy? From self-respect? From self-love? From true nobility? From community? (Hint: Check out the new Amaryllis blossoming from behind the old in the picture above!)
I can't wait to see!
Much love and aloha ~
My new book, Cracking the Matrix: 14 Keys to individual & Global Freedom, is out and available on Amazon! Yay!
Thank you for this!
I just want to mention how tickled I was that you shared that Mr Spock was an occupant of your adolescent fantasies of escaping to a more sane and desirable future. Mr Spock was also mine. (In fact, I held a secret crush on him!) Star Trek reruns and the subsequent trivia addiction was my daily salvation and retreat from the agony of high school! Later, I learned that it was often a thing for teen girls to fantasize on Mr Spock. Something about only the “special” me can unlock, nurture, and his human emotions!
Thank you for your insights, truth, and authenticity. Your words easily penetrate my being and and help me cope and continue to grow. Cracking the Matrix is so spot on! ❤️
Thanks for your brilliance! Many Blessings to you! 🙏💖