Free Thought: An Essay by Eliza Ayres
America was built by freethinkers, those people who felt limited by the beliefs imposed upon them by generations of authority. They no longer wanted to be limited in how they chose to pray to God, what kind of education to offer their children, where and how to live.
Perhaps the idea of America was never fully realized by the people who moved to the raw land, because they were too focused on simply living day to day. During the past century, our country has been under attack by the very communist forces that took down Russia in 1917. Yet, our people have not ever been fully captured. Close, but not completely, because there were always those who had the ability to see through the manipulation and lies, the freethinkers, the ones who had learned logic and science in school or had been taught by well-trained military strategists. They were able to read the writing on the wall for the world if our country was taken down from the infiltration of the communist way of thinking and acting. And so they planned and trained in preparation for these times and have inspired a completely new way of viewing politics and personal engagement in the systems that govern human behavior.
Freethought still prevails and resurfaces especially in times of great need, like in the case of Western North Carolina, a region bigger than Rhode Island, where families whose ancestors were some of those who came over to America as bond slaves or left England due to the inability to worship God in their own manner, or to simply find alternative ways to make a living in a new land.
It is ironic that the iconic film The Last of the Mohicans was filmed largely in Western North Carolina in the very area most heavily impacted by the damage from Hurricane Helene. Thousands if not millions of broad feet of beautiful hardwood forests have been toppled by hurricane force winds, some tornadic, leaving 100+ foot timber sprawled on steep hillsides, completely stripped of leaf and limb, like sticks thrown on the ground in a jumble. Having seen the results of Mt. St. Helens eruption and its impact on the local forest lands, the calamity that befell the Western North Carolina woods is similar and certainly just as devastating. It will take the forests decades to heal from the wounds inflicted upon it by the evil winds that were guided into those steep-sided mountains that day.
Yet, despite the real heartache of the people, some who have literally lost everything, there is a spirit that burns bright, a resilience that cannot not be denied, a determination to survive, to organize and work together to recover, rebuild, and reform their communities and make new ones to replace what has been lost.
What the government refuses to do, the people will. There will be ways to do things that don’t fit into the overly regulated bureaucracies that have been built up inside of Washington D.C. The People will find a way. The People will rediscover within themselves all manner of new ways to apply the skills they have learned over the course of a lifetime… and new skills to apply to the new challenges presented by this environmental calamity.
Being from the Pacific Northwest and a witness of how forests can be mismanaged and well-managed, I see an opportunity for some of that knowledge gained by generations of loggers, getting together with generations of miners and road engineers. Perhaps some of that fallen broad feet of beautiful hardwood timber can be used, if loggers can reach it, mill it, and use it to build new homes for those who lost theirs in the mud flood that swept through the steep mountain valleys. Perhaps temporary timber mills need to be re-erected in these mountain valleys so communities can be rebuilt.
Maybe its time for the state and federal governments to step aside and let the People take matters into their own hands and actually get things done.
This calamity and its fallout, with the state governor openly salivating on the prospect of making money off of forcing the stubborn residents of these isolated mountain communities to sell their land in order for the government to be able to seize the wealth of the resources underlying them… gives me the determination to see that the Trump administration begins its clean up of all the corrupt politicians and those who take advantage of the people. Yet, we can’t just wait around for one man to solve the problems of the world. We’re all in this together and must relearn to work as community, together, in unity, with a focus in mind… to see to the welfare and wellbeing of every living soul within any given area, whether human or animal, as well as the environment.
Given the changes wrought upon these mountains by wind and rain, perhaps it is time to reconsider where it is right and proper to even build houses and communities. While it is sweet to settle next to a river, that same river can take away house and farm within hours and did so just a month ago. Lands that had been held in the hands of generations of the same family were literally washed away, stripped of their woods, topsoil, pastures and replaced by broken heaps of timber, brush and debris, and strips of plastic and other nearly unrecognizable scraps of manufactured homes, trailers, trucks, cars, barns, and whatnot. Hollows are natural debris flows that will catch more floods and mudflows in the future especially given the damage wrought upon the ability of the woods to retain moisture. Again… I’ve seen the damage that is created when woods are clear cut and not replaced with new tree cover. Heavy rains create deep crevices which continue to erode and eat away the ages old topsoil, exposing roots of the remaining tree cover, further weakening the network of roots that stabilize hillsides.
There’s a lot to consider as the area’s residents continue to work through their personal trauma and grief at the loss of a sweet way of life. I hope people can find ways to do things differently than before.
I had a dream last night… I saw lumps of gold embedded in the ceiling above my head. I don’t know where I was, but I was very excited upon seeing the gold, knowing that somehow what we had been doing — meditation work — had resulted in this astonishing manifestation of alchemy. I remember exclaiming, “It’s alchemy!”
Alchemy is transforming the common into the uncommon… lead to gold. And we’re currently as a world transitioning from the Age of Iron or the Kali Yuga to the Age of Gold, the Kali Satya or Age of Pisces to the Age of Aquarius. Wherein Pisces it was all about Saturnian or top down control, the Age of Aquarius is about diversity and creativity, utilizing the skills of the many for the good of the whole. I am glad to be present as a witness to this transition.
Certainly there are many challenges to meet, including what to do with the people of Western North Carolina, and all those who have been impacted by weather disasters largely inflicted upon the world intentionally by those still intent upon retaining their waning control over the people. I don’t believe the former controllers are going to succeed in their efforts. The unity of the people is too powerful a force to overcome, especially a well-informed population. The Q movement has inspired people to question the official narrative, to see through the lies, manipulation, and propaganda… as well as to see for themselves the result of seeking fortune and fame under a corrupt system. Glitter and glamour are illusions, temporary at best. Community is lasting and flows with the need of the whole. There is no room for selfishness when others depend on your abilities to assist during a time of need.
The people of North Carolina, Eastern Tennessee and the other regions who have been affected, as well as those who stepped up to volunteer and help to the best of their abilities are all examples of the finest qualities of humanity, the true resilience and adaptability that makes us so confusing and appealing to those who mentor us from afar…
This time the People will prevail. Trump will lead for a time, but we need to not just follow him but to act, to do, to participate, to lead, to teach and to unify our efforts, utilizing the talents and gifts granted to each of us in this lifetime. Now is the time to see in the Age of Aquarius for real… This is a spiritual journey. It always has been. Now, we can claim it as such and live it together as a People, the fractals of Source, fully awake, as consciousness and aware of our connection to Source and each other. Who knows what we can manifest next? Perhaps a miracle or two?
Eliza Ayres
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