The universe; how mysteriously beautiful and alluring it is. So easy to understand yet so complicated to fathom the thought of such creation. I’ve tried many times throughout my life to imagine a universe in one thought, but alas I am not omnipotent and have failed many times over. I know many of us struggle everyday with the want to know and understand why it exists as it does, but we never really reach that finite answer that says, “yes” this is the deriving point of all creation. This is what the Universe is; this is where we originated from. Certainly Mathematics and many other scientific fields help us come to a sort of understanding; the most recent which I find very fascinating is that organic molecules have been found in space. However; that finding and many other still do not explain the entirety of the essence or consciousness as I like to refer to it as, behind the “magic” that is the universe.
So for now I hold to the legends and the myths told to me by my family and the lore’s that I have come to know through my own personal spiritual growth and that are kindred to the Mide way of life. It is these teachings and the legends of Pythagoras, Einstein, Newton, Odin, Thor, Aryans, Anishinaabe, Druid, or Celtic and many more that have help me reach some sort of imaginative conscious understanding of the origins of life in the cosmos.
Creation; this has been a word I have thought about many times over and more intriguing to me are the sounds of creation. Something I will most likely touch on in the future. Today I want to share a part of the creation story one told to me as a child, one consisting of the earliest conditions of the universe and one similar to other legends in other cultures from around the earth. This living legend is part of a long tale of creation and migration and because it is quit lengthy I will only tell a portion of it as it is told by my family and it starts as follows….
During the time of great quietness a time what we would call peace after a long epic war in the outer worlds was a wondering and lonely omnipotent being that came across a darkness that was full of nothing. Longing as this being did for companionship and looking at the darkness Chi-Maanidoo in one thought saw all that there was, that is, and that will be. Chi-Maanidoo (the great spirit/consciousness/essence) sent this thought out into the darkness and as the wave of it touched the void it crackled and shook until it broke through the nothing’s barrier creating a bright flash of blinding light that scattered the darkness farther than any man could ever see. As the wave of thought (consciousness) traveled through the darkness it continued to flow like water, crackle like a fire, and shake like a bee. As Chi-Maanidoo’s thought shook clouds of mist and dust fell here and there and one could see the likes of the light of many thousands of fireflies.
I love legends such as these and the Celtic belief is much similar to the beginning of this creation story. They too have many oral legends or lore that I find very kindred to my spirit, possibly because I also have historic ancient roots among those traditions as well. Their legend begins much the same with an “eternal quietness and then a great spiraling wave of melody subdued at first but gathered momentum until at last a great crescendo and then there was life, but it did not stop there the melody continued its song filling all of creation.” (Oran Mór and text, Frank Mills, 1998)
I also cannot ignore the Hindu Veda hymns of creation which were never intended to be written, but to be past down orally The Aryan belief in “secret” knowledge reminds me much of how my family believes it is a way of life not something that should be written down but lived and taught. A part of the Veda Hymns poses similar beliefs:
“There was neither non-existence nor existence. There was neither the realm of space nor the sky which is beyond. There was neither death neither immortality. There was no distinguishing sign of day or night.” “Darkness was hidden by darkness in the beginning. With no distinguishing sign, all this was water. The life force was covered with emptiness. That One arose with the power of heat breathed by its own impulse. Other than that, there was nothing beyond.” “Desire upon That One in the beginning. That was the first seed of mind. Poets, seeking in their hearts with wisdom, found the bond of existence in non-existence. Their cord was extended across. Was there below? Was there above?”
There are a few other legends as well I find fascinating and intriguing; so many to choose from so many to ignite ones curiosity and imagination. The Norse Folks legends talk of other worlds such as Muspell, Ginnungagap and Neflheim and a possible war in those outer worlds and then Asgaard is created where Odin resides watching over us like a protector and Thor the almighty his might and strength to see that it is done. The Dine as well speaks of other worlds/universes outside the one we know so little of and there are those who also tell tales of creation as a thought such as the Mayan.
How imaginative all these legends are and yet so close to what we know right now and over time I am sure some words may have been changed to reflect the changing knowledge of our growth, such as the fireflies, bees, harmonic melodies, neither mortal or immortal and so on. These changes brought imaginative thought to children over time as they were told and as they do now when telling them and bringing them back to life as is a belief of my family when speaking of legends such as theses. Whatever the belief and reason for the legends, myths, or lore the initial essence and teachings behind them still remains intact these creation stories are very similar some small differences, but when the pieces are put together kind of like a jigsaw puzzle my silly thoughts think it shows us a map; a map that may show us the way to our past, present, and future. What an adventure that would be wouldn’t it.
I have been raised to believe we all derive from the same root and I have total admiration for those that seek to find this truth all those scientists, mathematicians, physicists, paranormal seekers, Legend and Lore keepers. This is where I find my home for now, in the legends and lore of our ancient ways of life until the day the Ancients call.