Vine of the Fruit

Have you ever noticed how people are so very creative?
But also, they are often creative with results
that are “a little off” at best
or worse, disastrous.

Why?

Decades have I searched
for an answer to this question
and I have found one thing that is commonly present
when so often our efforts miss the mark…

I speak not of errors of workmanship
but of weapons of war
or things that pollute instead of enhance…
why do things go wrong with what we create?

Here is a basic reason: coveting…

Many, if not all, of us
covet something to one extent or another…
even if it is so small as
wanting to capture or preserve that beautiful moment.

Creativity can and should be beneficial,
a wondrous process, alive…
akin to a growing tree
bearing fruit filled with Life.

It is when we covet,
during our creative (or any other) process
that things
go wrong…

the creative process,
whether mechanical or social,
on balance can only be good or beneficial
without coveting…

this is a non-negotiable requirement…
because…

each “covet” moves a process toward/upon the non-good
or “oops, mistake” path…
as if pitching a hatchet
into that tree

it’s like a bunch of poker chips
with one side white and one side black,
the more chips we turn over to black,
the fewer chips are white

and the darker the picture looks…

or like smudging
an oil lamp chimney,
the more smudges,
the less light we see/receive…

fruit,
for it’s flavor and other qualities,
depends upon the vine that nourishes it;
poison the vine and you poison the fruit…

our creativity grows a kind of fruit
and to covet is to poison the process…

our cup starts out full of Love…
all that we need to survive and be happy
is provided for us, for free and freely,
by Earth Mother and Spirit Father

this is Holy
and our cup o’ Love is full

then, instead of sharing or not,
why do we “sell”
between each other
what is free to all?

Money…
which is based upon greed…
which is based upon an increase
in coveting

we see Love
poured from the cup
to make room
for the coveting or the coveted

then,
this Holy process
of fruit nourishing Life
begins to go bad

the more we pour out for coveting
the less full of Life is our cup
the further from Holy we move
the less pure our vibration or song

thence come disease & impurity,
as all results follow the limb
that feeds the fruit,
which we are and share

check often
vine of the fruit…
drink from the Pure Spring
to Live and Love

My heart aches
for our healing and awakening…
when what we create is
as fine as what we were created.

Covet not…
and remember
to be grateful for
Mother’s and Father’s gifts.

with Love,
M

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About SprinklinThoughts

Give good to the world & make sense of it... the world, not the good... well... OK, the good too. :-)
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4 Responses to Vine of the Fruit

  1. Synchronicity…

    I watched this video to help me fall asleep last night, but for some reason it caught my attention more than lulled me to sleep, and despite listening to it many times before, I actually listened, consciously, to the words.. Not even intending to.
    I’ve had a tough time forming words around the feeling that this post stirred in me. I also can’t say what exactly it is about this video that fits so well here. But I think you’ll recognize what my heart is trying to say, in response to what your heart is saying here.
    Fwiw, I think this might be one of my favorite pieces you’ve written. It’s up there, for sure. Beautiful.

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