from the grasses roots - July 06
I’m planting a garden this year. The first I’ve had in many years. I’ve been so excited to try out square foot gardening by the author Mel Bartholomew. I plotted out a 4’x4 square, made a grid of individual square feet within it. But when I got to one square, suddenly I found I had disturbed a colony of ants.
My first reaction was not “how dare they disturb my garden” or “how should I get rid of these pests.” My first thought was to send gentle loving thoughts to them letting them know I was sorry to disturb them, and that I only intended to plant a garden here. Perhaps we could find a way to cohabitate? I felt Peace and Harmony as I sent them the energy of Love. Some were crawling on my leg, but not biting. As soon as they felt the Love, they retreated from my body, and rather quickly the colony settled down.
So I altered my plan and moved the garden over a foot, re-laid out the grid pattern, and began planting seeds. The ants were content and didn’t seem to mind. One morning as I watered the square foot where chard is to grow, I saw a queen ant crawl out of the plot. Oh it’s just you I felt her say, and then she turned around and went back underground. A few days later as my green bean plants came up, I saw the ants walking all about them, but not biting or chewing. I telepathically thanked them for their care, and kept watering.
Ever since I had my global love experience, my relationship with ants has completely changed. Sometimes I’ll find a bunch of ants unexpectedly crawling on me, but I’m not bothered by it. Its like they are excited to see me, feel me, be a part of me for just a moment, and as soon as I acknowledge them, they quickly jump off or leave. This has happened numerous times. Sometimes, yes, I do brush them off because I feel something crawling on me and don’t like that (who does!). But when I realize it’s an ant, I send out a silent blessing to them. They are such wondrous ambassadors for the Earth.
In the last few weeks the ants have not bothered me as I tend my little garden, and I do not bother their colony just the next square foot away. There have been other interesting ant incidents however. On two occasions as I wrote at the computer, a lone ant has come forth, crawling up the wall directly in view. Just making its presence known. Another time I went for a walk, and on the way home discovered an ant just hanging out on my shirt, going along for the ride. There was also the large carpenter ant I rescued from the cat's water dish.
Then I am emailed by a woman who shares her experiences with the Ant People. This was the first I had heard of anyone else ever encountering them, as far as seeing them as great glorious tall Beings! I then did a google search, and lo and behold there is quite a bit about my dear friends, including some interesting information related to the Hopi(scroll down the page to the section "Star Knowledge - Ant People"). So I’m taking a clue from the ants, and publishing their story in this month’s newsletter.
I feel it’s important, because at this time there seem to be so many people viewing the Earth as a terrible place, needing tremendous healing, and in a panic over global warming. The Earth is fine, although nature is affected by the misdeeds of humans, and their discordant requalifications of the energy here. Nature has a way of lashing back when the energy builds too much via storms, hurricanes, tidal waves, etc. If we really understood that God, Divine Love is in charge of our planet, we would alleviate the worry, and begin working on cleaning up our own worlds. The Earth has had many climate changes throughout her history. It is human thinking to be afraid of that. It is Divine thinking to accept that all IS in Divine Order.
What needs to be cleaned up is human thoughts, our feelings, the energy we emanate. The hatred and fear oozing out of media, the toxic conversations we have with one another, discussions of illness or pandemics; anywhere we give voice to discord rather than Love and Harmony. Humans are the only beings who try to separate God, and fill their worlds with judgment. Humans also have the power to turn off discord, hold a hand up to stop negative conversations, place a hand of blessing on the images of discord, and to keep affirming the Truth and the Light and the Love that is our destiny.
When we first “awaken” to the Light, and have that personal epiphany that changes our worlds, we KNOW without a doubt that Love is absolute all. We feel at last to have found our purpose. Quite often, though, in the wake of that wonderful energy, we begin to think that we know everything. We forget that we had a brief all-knowing upliftment from our human perception, and that it’s our human thinking that needs healing. Quite often we see the world as black and white … we perceive where there is darkness and where we are here as the Lightweavers to uplift the world and save the day. What we are really seeing is our own perception out-pictured upon the world.
After we become grounded again, we often feel a great need to better the world. By bettering ourselves … getting a grip on our own human perception and stop requalifying the natural Divine Love and Light that is always available to us, then we are bettering the world. That process of healing ourselves can take years, and isn’t a goal or a place we arrive to. As long as we are embodied in these human forms, it is a constant, daily process. Our worlds do change along the course as forgiveness takes place, and we become the cause of our worlds, no longer acting from the affect of others. Our worlds then bless everyone else’s worlds. We begin to out-picture perfection upon the world.
We may receive visions or information and without understanding it, requalify it on human terms, deeming something as negative because we can’t understand it, when really it is simply perfect as it is. The phrase “nothing is either bad or good, but thinking makes it so” is a spiritual truth.
Water and stone are very different. One is hard and unmoving, the other light, clear, and free-flowing. Yet water can smooth the hardest stone over time and repetition into something polished and beautiful. They make a beautiful harmony. Affirming the truth is polishing the stone of discord. Over time and repetition, its affect is absolute. Love this world. Speak gently of this world, of nature, of humankind. Let the idea of global warming be the warmth of your heart in compassion for the Earth and humanity; the melting of all hatred and fear. Fear not anything. Go forth in Love.
God bless all your endeavors, and all the many blessings you give upon this Earth and to others. And God bless the Ant People, endeavoring to persevere, ever on.
Always with Love,
It was July. Hot. A good hot that warmed the bones and kept me active around the cabin. Not hot enough to sweat yet, but one could sense that possibility on the winds to come.
At the present moment I was tired of walking on eggshells so as not to step on the ants that seemed to invade the cabin floor and sweep the house this morning. They were clean and thorough. The cats didn't help, nor seem to care about our intruders. I thought maybe they had stashed some remnant of their furred and feathered prey and the ants were simply here to clean it up.
Or were they? Hindsight is always 20/20, and looking back now I wonder if perhaps it was the cats who sent the Ant People into my home to convey a very tender story. One that would once again forever change the idea of Global Love upon my walk on this Earth.
"All right!" I said out loud. "I'm done with sweeping up your little bodies and stepping all over you. What is up with this!" I decided perhaps it was time to converse with these visiting travelers. Why hadn't I thought to have a chat with them before, I wondered?
I sat upon the carpeted floor in the space that served as the living room. Closing my eyes, I began breathing and opening within to My Golden Core Self. The place within I always begin when communicating with other beings. Its always easier to journey with another, and an Other had been ready and waiting, for at once I felt a golden cocoon of energy envelope me, tinged with red, and me became Me as I entered the Consciousness of the Higher Self.
Beside Me sat a Grand and Glorious Being. Beside Me sat the Ant King.
Although at first startling, His Presence was awesome! Great Love emanated from His Being. The top of His Grand Head was even with My own, and He wore some type of wondrous cape. He touched My arm, and together I heard the beat of My Heart. My Soul Heart. Boom-boom.....boom-boom.....louder and deeper each time. I fell into Love within Me and traveled the Core of My Being.
Elegantly cascading down deep roots that flowed into the central core of the Mother Earth. The walls of this cavern beat the same beat as My Heart. Velvet and golden, the beat of the Mother Earth lullabied Me.....soothed Me.....the Paradise within the Mother was no different than the Paradise within Me.....
.....and then I was in a tunnel, near the top of the Earth. Dead bodies of Ants lay scattered and charred in My path like ashes. I flew up the tunnel and into the Light of day as though I were a white feather on the wind. An inner knowing revealed I was over Australia, and I saw vast lands burned, miles and miles of burned land. Oh, to feel that loss! To feel the changes of Nature.
And I saw first, then felt, the Essence of the many Brother and Sister Ants no longer walking the ancient trails of this land. Their spirits hovered about the grains of sand throughout this charred land. Some great fire had been the bringer of this dawn, sweeping Life into ashes with one fell swoop.
Then Mother Earth whispered to Me. "Look closer at the grains of sand," She said. And I looked, and I Beheld molecules of Ancient Earth knowledge embedded within every molecule and particle of the Earth. Their text now lay dripping onto deaf forms. There was no One to carry the Ancient Story forward on the beat of gentle feet.
A knowing filled Me then that the Ant People keep this knowledge alive and pass it along on Their Feet. Generation after generation. Ceaselessly. Tirelessly. And I Beheld that many Who were lost had been hundreds of years old. Had I ever realized Ants lived so long?
It was Sorrow I felt then, from the close proximity of the Ant People in and around the cabin. They Grieved for the loss of so many. I became full with this shared Sorrow, and WE held this Feeling Tone for a while. There were no words. There could never be words for this Oneness.
I began to wonder how They could know of this, across the world and so far away. As if in answer, this Feeling Tone of Sorrow expanded. I began to feel the Ant Brothers and Sisters in far away lands. My Consciousness expanded, too, as though I were a great and still wind that could Feel Their homes woven throughout the fibers and soils of the Earth, under driveways and upon city sidewalks, dirt roads, meadows and forests, up and down trees, in every place and space of America My Consciousness moved, then through Canada, Africa, Europe, then Everywhere. Everywhere around the globe I felt this Oneness.
The beat of Their Feet carried this moment of Oneness through the airwaves within the oceans. Reverberating. Rippling outward. Every Ant heard it, was One with it. It was a stunning revelation Being Witness to this sacred form of communication. WE lingered long in the Silence and Power of One.
Several moments passed, though there was no sense of time. The common Feeling Tone of Love within Our Hearts amplified this Oneness I felt, and WE became the unified energy of Gratitude, circling the globe, Blessing the Earth with Silent Prayer. And I Beheld a golden glow rise up from the Beloved Mother Earth because of Our Prayer. THIS is what the Ant People do for the Earth. Simply because They Love, and because They Can.
Gratitude and Gentleness filled Me then. My Heart filled up with it, and I Voiced Gratitude to the Ant People all over the globe for Their ceaseless walk upon the Earth, keeping the knowledge of the Ancient Ones alive with Their Feet. Already I was receiving visions of Ones planning to travel by boat and pant leg, however They could, to take up the work in Australia. But now Consciousness began drifting back to the cabin, and My Awareness brought me into the living room.
My Heart was still full. I looked down at my crossed legs and bare feet. And there I saw a tiny ant, standing on rear legs touching my big toe with his front feet. He had been relating the Story from the Earth through his feet to mine! Oh my! My Heart became full again at the sight of this tender Being conveying this Story through his feet. I thanked him for the Story, and Great Love washed outward from Him in huge waves. And then He walked on. The Ant King walked on.
The ants left the cabin that day, and kept to themselves and busy about the Earth outside. They were Grateful to have re-leased Their Sorrow, and a quiet and gentle knowing remained between Us ever after, and ever shall. They conveyed much about what it truly means to BE a Gentle Presence on this Earth. And to keep walking, ever on.
Boom-boom.....the Ants are Praying.....are You Listening?
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