Bricks

BRICKS

I was standing among a pile of bricks that were all around me. I was searching though and examining each one. One by one I looked at them, saving some and throwing out others. Using the good ones I started to create a new building. I was laying the bricks to start my first corner, when a man came up to me and asked “What I was doing?”

I told him my story of how my whole life I built this building around me. It was made of ideas, beliefs, and the things that I was taught. They were thoughts learned, like love, hate, fear, kindness, good intentions, lies, false teachings, etc. They where all the thoughts whirling around like a voice in my head. All of this made up who I thought I was. It encased me, bound me, imprisoned me. I had no direction. I was afraid to even move, so I became stagnant. I couldn't get out, and even if I did I wouldn't know what to do. I realized that my whole life was a lie.

This did not seem to me how life was suppose to be, and so I tore it all down, breaking it all into small pieces, bricks. Now I could build a better life using the best of what I have knowledge of.

"I see,” said the man, “do you need any help? I'm a professional brick layer.”

I said that “I don't think you can help me, because I don't know if you could help me sort this all out, it's a real mess”

He said with a smile “Believe son I know a good brick from a bad one when I see one.” I said “Yes, please help me then.”

We started to make the first corner again with his help, then when we had a few layers done he asked me “so where's the next corner going to be.”

I said “Well maybe fifty feet or so that way.” Pointing in a direction.

“And where will the next two go?” he said.

“ About fifty foot square” I told him.

He said “It sounds like your making boundaries again, won't that just encase you all over again? Just on a bigger scale?”

I said “ Well maybe then I just make the four corners for now. Leaving it open, to see out, and expand.”

“It still sounds as if you are still making boundaries to me” he said.

I said “Well then maybe I'll just make three corners, and have a wide open view to a big area.”

He said "Well I guess there are two sides to everything, but how would you know if the open area is facing in the right direction to expand though. Besides, (with a little chuckle) couldn't you accomplish this with one side and two corners? But you know however there will still be a barrier, right?”

Then I said to him “Yes I guess your right about that. I suppose I should give this some more thought.” I thank him for his help, and told him that I was going to stop for now, and that I needed some more time to think this through."

He said “I'll come back to help you, if you need me.” Then he left.

I'm looking at the first corner we started. I realized that this was not going to work either, because It would still be a boundary, and that I would be bound to this place forever. Frustrated I kicked it, knocking it all back down again. Contemplating, while sitting on my pile of bricks I was trying to figure out what I was going to do next. I saw three bricks in my mind to keep. They were love, awareness, and knowledge. I thought I should combine these all into one brick, so it would contain all the properties of them. Like love of awareness,and knowledge. Awareness of love, and knowledge. Knowledge of love, and awareness, and all the combinations available. So I made my brick.

I was happy. So now I had my brick, I was free to go anywhere. I was not bound to anything anymore. So I traveled to and fro, from here to there. Telling anyone who wanted to know the story about my brick. I was so free in my own mind that one day I thought how I was so free that I could travel the universe with my brick.

Tired from travel I stopped to rest, sitting on my brick pondering were I was going to go, or what I was going to do next. Then a man came up to me. He looked familiar to me. Then I remember him, he was the brick layer from before.

He said to me “What's the matter?”

“Nothing's the matter” I said.

“Well somethings the matter” he said.

“What do you mean?” I said. Confused not knowing what he was talking about.

“What are you sitting on?” he said.

“Oh, you mean my brick” I said.

“Yes that's the matter I'm talking about.” he said. I told him that it's my brick of love, awareness, and knowledge. I told him of my travels, and how free that I felt.

He said “Why is it matter?”

I said “What?”

He said “Why is it matter, I thought that love, awareness, and knowledge was more of a feeling, a force, or better yet energy. So why is it matter?”

I told him “It is all that I have left that I can hold onto.”

He said “But how can it expand, and grow as matter? Have you not bound your love, awareness, and knowledge, and imprisoning it in a brick? Isn't that where you were when I met you last time?”

I said “I never thought of it that way before, and that I thought that it was all good. Knowing that because it was solid, durable, portable, and it would make me free to be able to travel anywhere.

He then said “Didn't it get heavy? I mean carrying it all the time?”

I said “Yes, and that's why I was sitting on it resting."

Then he told me that “You know you can release the matter back into energy, don't you?”

“I can?” I said.

“Yes release it, and let it go” he said.

“But I won't have anything left to hold onto.” I said.

He said “You don't need it, because once it is energy, it will be able to expand and grow within you, and become what you are, and who you were destined to be. Then you can change the energy into any form of matter that you desire.”

Thomas Seeker