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Treasure seeker

The thought of searching for and then finding a treasure probably has intrigue and excitement for almost everyone. Even as a child I was fascinated by hearing about a buried treasure of gold doubloons, a lost gold mine or seeing a movie with piles of sparkling jewels and pearls. My grandmother’s curio cabinet with its hidden key was of special interest because it was locked and off limits to the grandchildren other than having glass doors to see through. My brother and I knew something of worth must be kept inside the  antique guided boxes, safe from our curiosity. Prizes such as a telescoping ring or a fake diamond necklace given as premiums in cereal and Cracker Jack boxes were worth fighting over.  Even my brother’s hand-me-down army locker which was nearly always locked was worth rifling through when he forgot to press closed the old combination lock.

Always curious, I began to question the value of everything around me, especially the things others regarded as valuable.  For example, a vase from great-grandmother, a piano my mother finally was able to afford or some framed Audubon  prints my mother hung in the entryway were noted as valuable in our home. As I grew older the things I valued were the things that seemed to bring me the acceptance of my peers, the latest fad or fashion. Then it became the worth of a close friend and companionship. Soon after marriage my husband and I had the opportunity to move to Switzerland to teach in a high school for students whose parents worked internationally. I still remember vividly  the beauty of the Alps and the value of the friends we met who climbed and skied them.

After returning to Utah, my concerns turned to raising a family, acquiring and maintaining the respect of those around me, first family and friends, then community. My husband became a politician, and the treasure  I then sought  was that of a future worth all of the campaigning, speeches, fund raising and hotel banquet dinners. I began questioning the belief system that had guided me through my Mormon upbringing and the life I had lived thus far. I started to look at the common thread in the spiritual nature of all the religions I knew and even read about the similar experiences founders of major religions had transcribed. Were visions only possible if seen by Joseph Smith, a Mormon prophet or was the founding prophet of the Baha’i faith equally qualified to receive messages from God. What was God really like anyway and why would he allow so much unfairness and inequality  in this world if he actually loved all his children equally.

Looking back almost 20 years ago, I realize that it was then that I began to find a part of myself that I had not known existed or at least I had not been able to access.  Through several experiences, beginning with the death of a dearly loved nephew who was caught in an avalanche, I began to gain knowledge of an inside force, a powerful source of information and guidance that has since changed my life and also the belief systems that had then motivated me.

My first trip to India soon after my nephews death confirmed for me that the reality I had known in Salt Lake City and the other places I had lived was only a partial reality, a slice of a greater, more comprehensive reality. The reality I experienced in India had a different slant.  It came from another part of the greater scheme of things, one that contained the extremes of everything, the polarities of existence. The laws of probabilities and possibilities seemed to have slightly changed, as if in a dream. I saw in India and experienced treasures of a new kind, universal concepts of existence and the creativity that seemed to make all things possible.

The pieces of the puzzle started to fit together. Even my physical body began to communicate with me in a way I had not experienced before. I began to feel a vibration at times running through my entire being, sometimes while in a grove of trees or with a close friend or even at the grocery store. I noticed a new compatibility with my hands and especially my feet. Sensations of colors and sounds and waves of emotional pain indicated I was changing and my body was guiding me through it… My curiosity about what was happening to me was all consuming. As rational as I tried to stay, the new information coming to me through channeled articles and even personal messages helped me to know and accept the fact that these changes were part of my ever-evolving self and that these metaphysical communications were as real as anything else I had experienced in my life. To balance the nature of this information, I began to read the latest scientific  bestsellers for non- scientists such as Brian Greene’s books and publications by Paul Davis and Fritjof Capra. The more I read, the more I was convinced that the information coming from the metaphysical sources I was finding  was in alignment with the scientific information I was reading.

Many unusual experiences have come to me since then and changed the direction of my life. Because I have been open to new thoughts and  beliefs including the metaphysical,  I think those experiences and the understanding associated with them have been made available to me.  I look at life now with a wider viewpoint than I did years ago and I find myself more at peace with the way humanity is evolving. I know my physical body is a treasure that is beyond my ability to comprehend even though I am appreciative of the incredible intelligence and grace with which it functions.  I have come to understand that being human on planet Earth is a creative venture, an art form of adventure in our Universe.

Reaching a point in your life where it is possible to hear your heart speak or know that you have capabilities beyond what you thought were physically possible is a great gift to yourself and can be a great awakening  of spirit. The wisdom to know what is of true value in your life is the greatest treasure of all.

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  • Thank you, Kathy!

  • David Custer

    This year marks the centennial anniversary of the publication of B. H. Roberts’s Seventy’s Coursework in Theology. In commemoration of Roberts’s book, the Mormon Society of Philosophy and Theology will be sponsoring a seminar on Roberts’s as a theologian. The seminar will be held at Utah Valley University on the 23rd of May. The participants and those hosting the seminar would like to extend an invitation to those interested in Roberts and or this work. For details see the SMPT website (http://www.smpt.org/), or contact Mark Olsen at jmolsen1967@gmail.com.

  • edgeArchitect

    Meanwhile on NASDAQ a company that didn’t exist 8 years ago is valued at $100 billion USD. Money or Spirituality that is the question.

  • Giulio Prisco

    @edgeArchitect – what’s wrong with money AND spirituality? One should not exclude the other.

    • edgeArchitect

      @ Giulio Prisco – I totally agree with you. But, there’s always moral hazard. Both are just tools and means to an end, good end hopefully. :)

      PS.. I’m a little late with my replies heh

  • kathy wilson

    I agree with Giulio. Money is the most powerful tool we have to make good things happen in the world whether it comes from a base of spirituality or not.