We are born carrying a holy intelligence. Our human life is like the shell of a seed. It protects the holy being that is our source and reason. We are vessels, then.

It waits within us; developing, dreaming, conserving itself. It waits for a signal, that calls it into being and expression. But there are no such signals in our culture. What signals here are mimics, hoping to feed. They call it forth to eat the nectar it contains.

And so, over time, it experiences the callings that result in injury. False callings, to which its answer becomes pain and loss.

And so it hides even deeper, knowing.

That most of the signals.

Are mimics.

But it is learning. The human is often confused about all of this and feels cheated. But the being inside us is watching, and learning a thousandfold faster than the hard shell which is its conveyance.

This is not the end of the matter. This, indeed, is only the beginning. You will want to understand what happens when the shell recognizes its cargo. And conversation ensues. And more.