Uta Tulu was in my head, along with imaginative scenes of billowy Arctic clouds gently sliding across the landscape of my mind.
I could see it, the Arctic Sea reflecting cumulus cotton and egg shell blue. The old adage, "As above, so below", couldn't have possibly been symbolized more effectively.
The ever present sound of rain and river spoke gently, almost imperceptibly as though guiding me through this far off beautiful landscape.
My mind became engaged in a kind of review, almost like a conversation as I traveled in Uta's sphere of being. I was engulfed in a gentle rush of knowing: Uta Tulu is me. Or at least a part of me, the part of me that is a part of you, the eternal part that directs the course of being, the spark that animates and illuminates matter for a time, then moves on through successive states of being, only to recycle right back though, although not always in the same shape or form.
Thoughts I jotted down upon waking:
- Water has historically been the element representing life, and soul (soul as opposed to spirit, apparently there's a difference?!?).
- A body of water is made of microscopic individual drops when merged increases the volume of the body (of water), but still retains their individuality.
- the life cycle of a raindrop can be used to illustrate the secret life cycle of the soul.
Expanding on these first three thoughts:
First it( the rain drop) is "created" in a cloudy, heavenly abode.
Then, due to the "burden" of atmospheric weight, it is no longer able to be supported by the cloud and is ejected from its paradise through the action of the first "fall".
As it flows, it increases, collecting life sustaining elements and minerals, trapping particles within it's molecules
As it descends below the earth table, ( a typical descent of the spirit or psyche see Ishtars descent) it releases the nitrogen,nutrients and minerals it had been gathering as it flowed.
The benefits of this are two fold firstly, the process brings life to the earth as vegetation explodes seasonally, with the waters. Secondly, the water molecules themselves are purified of their toxins, impurities and burdens of nutrients during their ascent back to the surface.
This could be the very description of a person cleansing and purifying their own psyches through the typical "Dark night of the soul" experience of delving deep into the underground of the mind, returning with insights and leaving behind that which no longer serves the psyche in question.
(My rainbow return of Iris poetry and beginning story also shares this theme of descending into the darkness of soul searching and ascending with life affirming jewels of self knowledge.)
When the water returns to the surface after its long time spent underground, it often gets there through what is called transportation.
Now this is cool:
The molecules of a water droplet will enter the roots of a plant from the underground water table. As it rises into the organic limbs of the plant, it for a time, becomes one with the plant. Boundaries between it and the plant dissolve so that the nutrients in the water can pass its molecular membrane into the molecules of the plant. Basically its an energy exchange.
To me it seems so mystical and erotic. And truly it must be because as this process occurs, so does reproduction. This interplay between the plant and hydrogen, oxygen and nitrogen allows the plant to become fertile, to produce seeds or pollen or spores or what ever it does to reproduce. Bees do, it birds do, it even the trees do it!
Once the water reaches the surface it may be absorbed back into the ground, or run off the land into a stream, to be carried back to the Ocean, or it may be evaporated right there on the spot.
Evaporation transforms the water droplet yet again, into the lightest of its three forms. Ice (heavy) Liquid (less heavy) Gas (lightest).
I see in my minds eye, that vapor is really the original form of the droplet, as it gathers back to itself to its cloudy realm, waiting to be reborn as a new drop falling from the atmosphere.
Buddha taught that each being, (animal, vegetable, human whatever) has three bodily states. The gross or material form, the subtle form and finally an energetic form.
One drop of water can quickly pass between all three states as mentioned.
Heavy or gross = ice
Subtle = flowing water
Energetic= vapor
I think Uta Tulu is a great vehicle for me to explore religious, mythic and fabled parables and themes without falling into any traps of dogma, or worse reject the poetic entirety for the relative sanitary and bleak scientific majoric opinion. Yes. I'm making up words. Its fun, and necessary!
I despise dogma, any dogma because of its power to limit imagination, increase fear and subdue individualistc will.
For now,
Toodle lu.
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