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Fertile Soil:
I do not have any particular preferences towards the many spiritual traditions, yet I do find a wonderful beauty of inspirational Truth in its teachings.
One parable came to my mind this morning about the planting mustard seeds in fertile soil.
A wonderful lesson not only about how to grow a beautiful and productive garden but if one considers the seed as the Truth and you plant it in fertile soil, the Truth will flourish in and as you.
To plant any seed in barren soil will yield poor results or worse, nothing.
The sower of seeds must first make the soil fertile by providing sun, water, and nutrients.
In tending to this soil the seeds will yield much harvest and as what applies in your flower beds as does the soil in your heart.
So when you notice Truth(the seed), plant it in the soil of the garden known as your heart, and give it the sun as your intention to be all that you are.
Then feed it water and nutrients by rising to your occasion by tilling and softening the soil with your openness to receive the Grace that will pour seas of Soma to keep soft the soil.
Let the nutrients of Wisdom teach and feed your heart of its creative potential and behold how that seed that was a ‘little you’ will blossom into great harvests of Truths.
A simple story with simple instructions, yet unworthiness bounded by its own vane and false worthiness will leap into this creative splendor without any clue of worthwhile knowledge or even a simple tool to work the soil.
Only to say how much of a struggle it is(unworthiness), even as its pride would not allow it to acquire the tools or lessons on how to sow seeds.
It can be amazing how many will go to school on how to plant a spice garden and will purchase fancy tools to assist them to make the task easy and enjoyable.
Yet when it comes to tending to the garden of their Truth, they will not rise to their occasion and will go blindly into it, nor will they allow some tools to make the task easier.
Such is free choice that chooses to grow seeds by trying to plant them in rigid rocky soil and can’t understand why the sun dried it out and the wind blew the opportunities away.
This is why I think many feel God/enlightenment is elusive, is because when you are given a seed/opportunity to grow your Truth, many will not rise to their occasion and ask to the sower of Truth(where the seed came from), please show me how tend to my garden?
I know many may dispute this with many justifications and it is fine and it truly matters not in the grandiose Nature of God.
But before we defend our gardening talents, consider that the author of this parable was killed for being a discontent blasphemer and thousands of years later we are still struggling with how to grow this garden.
Many Lovers throughout time and even today carry seeds of Truth for you to have freely, which many will ungratefully take without rising to the occasion of their beauty only to have the seed wither and rot in barren soil.
If you jump into a car without learning how to drive you will probably get hurt or worse.
If you get someone to shingle your roof that does not own a hammer let alone use it, your roof not keep your home dry.
You will not hire someone to attend to toothache that did not know anything about dentistry.
I’m not saying this as some marketing ploy, I don’t care about that stuff.
I do though desire that every traveller not stumble blindly in challenge and struggle when there are much more gentler ways.
The greatest thing that every sower of seeds can do is to rise to their occasion when a seed of Truth comes to you.
The seed of Truth is the absolute Truth, “All Is Whole And One”. It can be diverse in appearance yet its Truth is always the same.
Step into the new age of not being resigned to self-doubt, arrogantly denying its lack, justified in the name of a distant belief, and embrace the age of celebration, a supportive collective consciousness of gratitude discovering itself free of the divisiveness of separation and vane comparisons.
No person is expected to do this alone, for the True Sowers of seeds/Lovers never intended to give the seed to another.
He or She was just tending to the garden of their heart.
All My Love
Rob.