Wisdom from a Rock Spirit

Wisdom from a Rock Spirit

Wisdom from a Rock Spirit

Wisdom from a Rock Spirit

Wisdom from a Rock Spirit to share with us humans on a channeling session.

Recently, in a “blessing for the land” ceremony for a house, a plot of land whose owner has used it as a spiritual space for the “reclusive” lifestyle of those who like “secluding themselves,” I had a particularly unusual case.

Before going into the main message, I need to say that those who have worked with me in these activities are probably familiar with participating in or being blessed by deities like the “Ong Linh” and “Ba Dia," or the God and Goddess of the Land (I will call them that for now), or The Elders (I sometimes call myself an instrument for The Elders to give their blesses to those who are in need). In my channeling session, when such deities show themselves, they communicate in gentle, entrancing, or simply “beautiful” ways. But when the Rock Spirit appeared, instead of using such “beautiful” methods, He started with a question: “Do you really think you can do something?” “This day has finally come!” “We have been here for so long!”. There was sarcasm, discomfort, and disappointment in His tone. Everyone was surprised.

The Rock Spirit, then “Ba Dia,” appeared, delivering so many messages that after the ceremony ended, when we participants had time to share personal experiences with each other, we realized why He was present in the ceremony but not someone with a “high status.” There were messages that only until the following morning, when we had the chance to look at the rocks, their positions, and what they did in daylight, did we understand their meanings.

Here, I will share with you the notes about the messages of the Rock Spirit of a ceremony participant with their permission.

Humans are always obsessed with rising above/up and with the light, but a rock feels proud to sink, to move toward the center, and to support other things. A rock does not feel proud to sit above other things, floating on the top of the ground like a boat in the water, standing in the light. See that rock supporting the building that is a happiness for a rock. This whole landscape is built of stones that have settled down into the earth and are keeping everything here, and by doing so, they themselves can be pushed down and sink in their own time to the center, the core.

Actually, although people speak of visualizing light in meditation, the first process of meditation is to be like us, to sink into one’s own being, to close your eyes and stop seeing the light, and instead gaze at the darkness where you even forgot the power of sight and begin to stop all movement and thought. When the mind and body have become like the rock under the earth, letting all of this world and its activity just sit on top of it. However, in silence, stillness, and darkness, you can easily see the other aspects of your being, your inner light and awareness, which usually are so mixed in with the mind and senses that you cannot see them clearly. When you wish to meditate or be at peace in the middle of the activity, think of the way of the rocks first and then afterward start to think of the light.

When I said, “You think you can do something?” I meant not to discourage your efforts but to ask, how is it that in the presence of such ancient beings like I, who have been here for so many ages, you do not ask for our help and wisdom? Every plant is supported and fed by the minerals and soil at its roots as much as its leaves are provided by the sun. All the animals are fed by the plants and one another, and the animals and plants support the humans. We are at the base of everything, the support. Ask us for our support and wisdom, and we will share it.

The minerals love to reside in the darkness and nourish all the other beings. The darkness is the nourishment needed for growth. Do not only take this land as sacred, but also ask about its pains and darkness. The support of that darkness will give you so much energy and inspiration to grow tall and strong into the light like the trees that have long accepted our support.

 Written by Dang Bao Nguyet.