Imagine I Make a Clay Figure




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Bullion Grey Imagine I make a clay figure

Imagine I make a clay figure.

Imagine I made a clay figure....and I loved it so much
I placed it on my kitchen table, so all could see my
little work of art.

Would I expect it to give anything, love, satisfaction, or worship?

Would I demand it do exactly as I tell it to?
Would I write out what it must do to please me?
(And make it hard for it to find my instructions?)
Would I worry some will make it do things against me?

What if I created many figures?
Made them all differently alike, two arms, and legs etc.
then placed them on different places on my kitchen table.

Would I choose some and make them my "chosen ones"?
What would be my basis?
Anything they are is because of me.

What kind of imposition could I have to even consider picking a few as chosen ones, special?
Would I choose based on where I placed them on my kitchen table?
Or where I didn't?

Would I plan for destruction for any of my creations that I love?

I wouldn't, because I am on an entirely different level than my clay creations.
One that even that full figure of clay cannot even begin to understand, nor would I expect it to.

     Just imagine....

I shape it, sculpt it and take pride in my artistic creation.
Can this creation of mine insult me?
I mean it is only clay, and I am like giant to it.
I have the power to destroy it or keep in safe from destruction.

Can this figure make me cry?
Can it make me mad?
I would laugh at any attempts it made to make me sad or mad.
It would actually be interesting to watch such a creation of mine to do anything.

Could this creation of mine scare me?
Could it hide from me?
Could it make me think it was NOT my creation?
No, I don't think so.

Actually there is Nothing it can do, think, or act on that would in any way do anything to me.
It is simply a creation that I decided to make.

I have no fear of it, nor do I want it to fear me.
I hold no demands on it except to hold together like it is.
It can't do anything to meet my needs, nor would it expect it to.

This is a message by Source through

Bullion Grey 2003/2015