Ah, the joy of cooking while half asleep. I made pinto bean soup last night and this morning I reheated it to adjust the flavors. I squeezed a fresh lemon, then scooped up the 8 seeds and tossed them right into three quarts of soup. I reached in as quickly as I could reach a spoon, but they were nowhere to be found. Treasure hunt for lunch! I let the soup cool as I went back into the office. An hour later, I had a thought that I could call the lemon seeds to me. If I could ease myself into unity consciousness, I could communicate with them and understand when they respond to me. It was worth a try.
I went into the kitchen and removed the pot lid. I had my trusty large round spoon. I contemplated the soup and its separate elements: the pinto beans, the onions, carrots, red pepper, celery, the corn, cumin, coriander, fennel seed, the garlic and onion powders, the tomato paste, the vegetable broth. Individually distinctive, but part of the greater whole: the soup. The soup was separate from the pot which was separate from the stove, but they all came together in a greater whole: my kitchen. So taking it back down, I recognized the greater whole yet with my subtle sense I could observe the individual components. The seeds were on the bottom and they were responding to the attention I expressed in my desire to find them. That which we seek is always seeking us, as well. We just need to figure out how to communicate with each other.
I dipped in and drew up a spoonful of beans and corn… and a seed! One down, seven to go. I knew exactly where the next one was. I got excited. The seeds got excited! In the next spoonful, I saw one seed but when I shook off the beans, two seeds popped onto the side of the pot. They were as excited about this game as I was. The next spoonful had 2 seeds and the final seed came up in the next.
I know all I did was get myself into a state of consciousness (through self talk, contemplation and visualization) that allowed me to recognize the Oneness of it all, everything. From that state of consciousness, I stated my desire and mentally reached out into the pot of soup to speak to the seeds and draw them to me. As soon as I formed the thought in my mind, I knew where they were and that they’d gladly come to me. So I know all I did was take some seeds out of a soup. But I feel like I just commanded the heavens!