There's No Place Like Home | Bob Jackiewicz

(Golden Age of Gaia)

There’s No Place Like Home

Bob Jackiewicz

It’s my belief that, to coin a popular concept, we find our origins in stardust.

Our home is found in a weave of fabric called the cosmos and the human genome has had many contributors.

Basically, we’re GMO’s; genetically modified organisms.

Along the evolutionary path of the human experiment the dynamic of an ego necessarily manifested to support an illusory perception that we are separate from the membrane of the unified field of
All That Is.

The ego serves many purposes.

Without it we wouldn’t have the identity essential to navigate through this earthly existence.

The ego also has some uncomplimentary aspects.

At times, it plays the rolls of operations manager and chief of security directing behaviors towards tasking and feeling safe.

Some of these directives are sensible. Some aren’t.

I’ve always had a spiritual leaning. Its progress layered like rings inside a tree trunk.

Along the way I’ve picked up a few skills like meditation, breathwork, toning, and QiGong.

Walks in nature were once a rudimentary discipline to get from point A to point B.

They’ve morphed into a more spiritual and appreciative activity.

But all of these spiritual “skills” were anchored in what I call the spiritual ego.

An aspect of the ego that reflects the original egoic dynamic requiring, if not demanding, effort, struggle, toil, drive, etc. while exploiting the notion of a reality separate from ourselves.

From that perspective then it’s necessary to reach outside of one’s self and embrace the external and circumstantial to meet those demands.

Life becomes objectified. So does spirituality and the fruits of its “labor”.

I recognize those beginning steps on my spiritual journey as necessary.

Now though, I’m arriving at a place where efforting has revealed itself for what it is, a distraction.

Efforting feels different now.

It feels illusory; deceptive and misleading.

The separation dynamic maintained by ego can be observed and recognized.

The question echoes in my quiet place; why all this effort to achieve what you already are?

Pushing towards objectives like Nirvana and Bliss Peace and Calm is feeling like I’m being misguided.

Grounded and centered are words that describe my natural state, not a condition to reach for.

That feeling of fallacious guidance is coming from a different background.

An inner voice that’s been out of hearing range is moving to the fore.
One that’s not traced to the ego but to a fountainhead of information helping me to realize that I am already what I’ve been laboring towards.

When the left side of the brain gets quiet amazing results surface.
The momentum behind the need to know, the need to do, the need to formulate, to label, to judge, to ascertain…all become misplaced energy.

The end game of spiritual efforting dissolves.

When I transcend objectifying I arrive at a vantage point where viewing distractions usually entertained is easier, spirituality included.

All of those “need to ” focal points along the, what AAM calls “scenic bypass”, lose my interest.

The loss of appeal for those distractions yields relief similar to what might be felt if rocks were removed from a backpack or a cast removed from an appendage.

The keyword here: removed as in released.

It feels like I’m coming home to a place of understanding that’s familiar in a conscious-awareness way.
A knowing way.

To realize is to know.

I‘m not discovering anything. I’m realizing that I’m remembering I Am All That Is.

I’m increasingly realizing that I am already what I’ve been objectively reaching to grasp.

Just as Judy Garland’s character Dorothy’s epiphany towards the end of the classic movie, The Wizard of Oz, where she realizes she never left Kansas, I’ve never left home.

Without placing my gaze on the external and circumstantial “reality” I’m used to navigating from and following the direction of a truer guidance system coming from within I can share the expressed relief that comes from Dorothy’s reflective announcement, “There’s no place like home!”