What did our forefathers know that we’ve not been told?
The weekend of the 2012 autumn equinox, I awoke seeing the Pleiades, the star cluster I look forward to in winter’s sky. These seven stars shown so clearly I thought I was outside. I was elated until I realized I was in bed in the middle of the night.
Then I was shown another scene.
Against a gray background, black silhouettes of telescopes revolved around me. I sensed I was seeing an astronomy tower of old.
Then I was shown the Liberty Bell and Ben Franklin came to my mind.
I lay in bed wondering if these things were linked. I knew nothing about Ben Franklin beyond his experiment with the kite and key.
The day prior I had just confided in a long distance friend that I’ve never been able to comprehend what I read. Because of this I have felt mentally inferior all my life. Being able to memorize facts for tests, I did well academically but retained little regarding history. I now know I learn through experience something for which our education system was not set up.
This particular morning, I noted what I was shown along with my first impressions and experience then I went to the internet. In the seconds it took to type a few words and click search, I realized this information somehow fit together but I had no idea what it meant.
The first reference that got my attention regarded the
Liberty Bell.
Called the Independence Bell in Ben Franklin’s day, it was rung when he went to England to express the colonists’ grievances to the King.
This was just one of eight times Franklin crossed the Atlantic in his life long before the speed and ease of today’s travels.
I was stunned to learn Ben Franklin only went through 2nd grade yet became a printer, scientist, inventor, statesman, politician, author and the country’s first post master. He started a fire department, organized the first library and became the Minister to France. He learned five languages and played three musical instruments. This man called the First American whose many discoveries are integral to our lives today had an immense curiosity and willingness to ask questions.
I felt a particular affinity for Franklin upon learning he authored “Poor Richard’s Almanac” a precursor to the present “Farmer’s Almanac.” This inexpensive paperback in the last two years has become my gardening Bible with its charts for planting based on planetary and moon influences.
Most intriguing was information regarding Franklin’s belief in other beings in the stars.
His interest in the Native Americans, as well as legends of the Iroquois confederacy resulted in one of his
best-selling pamphlets, the Iroquois creation story of Sky Woman. This story describes Sky Woman’s coming to Earth and birthing the human race. Reading this brought tears to my eyes.
I thought of the many Atlantic crossings Ben Franklin made and wondered if his openness to Native American belief was somewhat influenced by his own personal encounters with star beings during those eight long crossings? Was he imbued with heightened creative energy from the stars? What messages might he have received influencing his discoveries, attitude and knowledge?
I then read that Franklin developed relationships with the members of the
Lunar Society, a small group of men in England who met on the Monday nearest the full moon to discuss new scientific ideas, technology, innovation, metaphysics and philosophy.
These men became the fathers of the Industrial Revolution.
Was it by coincidence, intention or grace that these men met each month on a Monday, the day of the week derived from Moon Day. They supposedly met near the full moon so it would light their way home. What inspiration or illumination came from meeting beneath the energy of the moon near its fullest and then walking home by its light?
I found myself wondering what our forefathers knew that we’ve not been told?
Where did the Pleiades fit into what I was shown?
In May 2011, two long distance friends visiting me shared how some Native Americans thought certain souls came to Earth from this star system. This stirred my interest and I began to look for them in winter’s night sky. My first personal experience with the Pleiades was in January (2012) after my partner and I held a ritual at one of the starting points of the Trail of Tears. As we returned to our car, I happened to look up and saw the Pleiades overhead. I sensed we were being quietly watched over from these stars above us.
The particular morning of my on-line search I found “in the ancient world, in places of great power and influence, monuments were built aligned with the Pleiades. The Washington Monument is aligned with the Pleiades.”
I found sites suggesting that the whole of Washington D.C. is laid out based on aligning buildings and monuments with certain star systems. Sites I later came across insisted this held demonic intent.
What I thought more interesting is that in today’s culture, the word star evokes actors, musicians and athletes not heavenly bodies of light. Those interested in the heavens stars tend to fall into groups: Scientists and investors seeking to exploit bodies in space for minerals necessary for our technological devices, those looking to the star’s for Earth’s salvation, those looking to the heavens for religious salvation, the curious and those who consult the heavens for astrological insight. Many I fear live ignorant of the stars as I have until recently.
I concluded my morning’s search, my mind a tangle of information yet curious as to these things shown to me.
The next morning I was given more of the story. I saw what looked like a photo of a doorway, specifically the floor at the threshold. This was followed by a slowly spinning mandala of five-pointed stars outlined in black. One star was in the center and each point was connected to the point of another star. The turning image looked like something from the Southwestern Hopi.
I watched and knew I was being shown that the turning stars offer a threshold for our entering a new space and time.
The next morning, I sat on the sofa my mind wrapped in a fog, coffee in hand, watching sunlight climb the trees. The Liberty Bell was on my mind. Something felt missing regarding this piece of what I had been shown.
Not being one to read the news, I picked up the weekend’s paper to distract myself or so I thought. As I opened the local section, my breath was taken. On page two was a small photo of a bell, a replica of the Liberty Bell being rung at a local celebration of Constitution Week.
Before work, I delved into sites regarding the constitution and became even more mentally laden with information. Each day that week I read about the Constitution yet nothing I read felt intuitively right in relation to what I had been shown.
Days later as Jerry walked through the room I asked, “Does the Liberty Bell mean anything to you?”
He only responded, “What does a bell do?”
In that moment I knew. A bell sounds a tone and in a tone I also saw at one. The first thing I had read was of the bell’s being rung when Ben Franklin went to England representing the colonies. Were the people “at one” then or more so than we seem today? The bell did crack after all. Was this symbolic of the challenge even then of being unified while maintaining and honoring individual differences?
I wondered, ‘If a bell makes a tone, can one be constructed to make specific tones?’ (I had totally forgotten of hearing church hand bell groups long ago.)
I searched on-line and learned the Liberty Bell made in London was made to sound E flat. I wondered if E flat in particular evoked a particular feeling or mood. I searched E flat and found it is often associated with bold, heroic music. How perfect is that.
It is heroic the founding fathers convened to discuss, debate and ultimately craft a document that held a vision for America and that families set out for the unknown by crossing the watery threshold of the Atlantic with the starry night sky for navigation.
Those before us won independence from England and became the builders of the outer structures in which our leaders convene. They crafted the political structure under which we’re governed and about which there’s such division today.
It is equally heroic that we as Souls have gathered at this time. Like those before us, we too stand at a threshold to the unknown with assistance from the stars. We have the opportunity to build a new structure born in independence yet requiring something possibly more evolved than independence.
These times call for a new heroism founded in the curiosity of Ben Franklin and the willingness to ask questions without knowing the answers. Who among us is willing to be that curious, to suspend what we cling to and the beliefs we adhere to and dig deeper to ask more and better questions?
These times call for a heroism that doesn’t reactively vilify those who look or believe contrary to us. We may celebrate Constitution Week, yet reacting in fear, judgment and anger suggests our constitution is weak, our personal inner constitution. These times call for an inner structure of courage, compassion and awareness.
The tone that sounds today isn’t that of a bell but the greater conversation. We each have the opportunity to consciously set our individual tone which impacts the greater tone.
The Founding Fathers gained independence and created literal and political structures. We’ve the opportunity to more fully realize our interdependence and support a new relational structure, one that joins the inner with the outer and realizes our interconnectedness with one another, Nature and all of Earth.
And just as the stars were with our founders, they are with us assisting in the opportunity to use free will in relation to our hearts, minds and voices as we cross the threshold in a new paradigm.
-Dawn, The
Good News Muse
17 September 2015
first posted 20 December 201
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