Everywhere I've travelled so far, the local people eat corn for every single meal. Not only does the man survive from the corn, but the corn survives thanks to the man. So corn represents the interdependency of humans with nature.
Corn started its life as a mutation of a tall species of grass. Thousands of years ago, humans recognised plants with unusually large seed pods, and made the decision to cultivate. Corn in its current form could never occur without human influence, because left alone it does not have the means to propagate. Arguably, humans within a certain region would not have flourished without corn.
In growing our ego, we have cultivated our individuality. We have selected uniqueness as a trait that we would like to conserve. We have explored it as far as possible, until we've become so unique that we've ended up unknowingly craving that which we've run from.
I see it on the road all the time - drifts of travellers, washed up from their previous lives, awkward in the real world, trying to express their strangeness by running away to Guatemala where they realise they're at home with a thousand other gypsies who all look the same.
Only the tattoos, like barcodes, define their differences. Through their tattoos they try to express their truth, dividing the uniformity of non-conformity.
Perhaps we have taken the search for ourselves too far. We, the children of the earth, have stretched our umbilical cords so far from our mother that we've forgotten her call. We're floating in space and all we can see when we look down is our frail little bodies, and all we can do to feel at home is to mark our bodies with our mottos.
Consciousness splits itself in order that it might become more conscious of itself. In molding the formless into form, in every possible permutation, it provides itself with billions of facets to its own prism, each reflecting the universal energy in its own way, each providing a deeper insight into the true nature of itself.
But in becoming conscious, it is easy to delve deep into your own 'path' and forget the bigger picture.
Grasp a hold of that cord, joined deep down within your core. Pull. Feel the vertigo as you swing closer to the centre. Open your eyes and take in the sights. Here is nature, pure and simple. Look at her beauty, her incredible manifestations. Sense how effortless she is within her complexity.
Corn is sacred to many cultures. Not only is it valued for its tortilla-making potential, the variety of sugars and starches contained within, but it is revered in a spiritual sense as well. Corn is so much more than just a versatile food substance. In corn we see the truth. We need nature as much as she needs us.
Contrary to popular belief we are not the only species with a story. We are all in a delicate balance with each other, sensitive to shifts way beyond our understanding.
Move away from the ego. The ego tells you humans are the superbeings, worth saving above all else. And the ego tells you that you personally are special amongst humans, different to everyone.
The truth is you are unique, an individual expression of the whole. But you are the same, and you are interdependent with each and every thing around you.
Go and sing to the mountains, go and sing to the moon.
Go and sing to just about everything, because everything is you.
(Elephant revival)
very nicely said! Alyx
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