Accept and value one's condition [IB7]

Fable of the butterfly and the spider
One day a butterfly was perched on a flower and moved its wings savoring the rays of the sun. A little further away was a spider that was weaving its web patiently, calmly, in silence.

Suddenly the spider heard the butterfly complaining: «Ah! How unfortunate I am! Poor me! Io I have beautiful colored wings, I can fly in the air, light, but my life lasts only a few days! Ah, what a bad end I have: it was only this morning that I was born and in two days I will already be gone!» and meanwhile she cried desperately.

Suddenly the spider apostrophized it: «Hey! You beautiful creature who cries over the flower, you must not despair like that: look at that earthworm that is passing right under that flower on which you are perched. You see how ugly it is, yet it lives much and much more than you. You must be full of hope in life: what, after all, is his longer life worth, if he has to carry with him such an ugly and revolting body? "

The butterfly watched the earthworm passing by and had to admit between sé and himself that, indeed, he was a very ugly being. However, she began to complain again. «But what is the meaning of these beautiful wings of mine if they will no longer exist in two days? Ah, if I could be like that caterpillar: I certainly would have nothing to complain about. '

The spider that listened to her quietly said: "Beautiful butterfly, I know the secret of the earthworm ..."
The butterfly, stopping its cry, began to insist: «If you know, you must tell me! If you know what the recipe for her long life is, share this secret with me so that I too, who am so beautiful, can carry this beauty of mine even longer for these meadows! "

Eventually the spider gave in and said to her, “My dear butterfly, you see, the secret is all in what the earthworm eats; he feeds on earth and it is the earth that supplies him with the substances that give him this longevity. "

The butterfly meditated for some time on what the spider had said, looked at its wings, thought about its sad fate, remembered that only two more days it had to live and fly, and then it landed on the ground and began to eat the earth. , saying: "I too want to live longer, I too, I too ..."

And when she had a very substantial meal, it was so heavy that she could not escape the spider that it swooped down on it and devoured it.

So, we have come to the end of this monthly effort in which - all ... together - we have searched for a thousand and more meanings within Ananda's fables, stopping sometimes at the hundredth, sometimes at the nine hundredth: but making it clear that in reality - if you really wanted to search again, if you had time and it was worth doing it - you could reach not a thousand, but ten thousand meanings! Inasmuch as - as we always say - whoever interprets, he interprets according to his own subjectivity, which is always different from that of another.

Here any interpretation varies according to who reads or listens: which means that if all the men of this world started trying to interpret - I know, I - the fable of the goldfish, we would have something like five. billions of interpretations that are somewhat different.

[…] I have, however, another interpretation, perhaps a little more subtle and also quite simple, on closer inspection; a psychoanalytic key, in some way: in fact, let's keep in mind what is the main desire of the butterfly ... By the way, what is it?

D - Live long!

Living for a long time, no longer having only two days of existence: here then - and here, if he were present, the good Freud would be delighted - in that sort of slip, which the butterfly puts into action, demonstrates how his desire is so strong, that she would be tempted, she would like to return to the caterpillar state, so as to start over again. Do you understand what I mean?

D - Yes.

A very simple interpretation; but… which could be valid, considering that this happens so often to each of you. Remember that the butterfly, like all characters in fairy tales, are actually animals for narrative convenience, but they always represent man in some of his facets; and each of you, I said, is very ready to wish to be different, to have more than what you owned: to the point, perhaps, to seek, yearn to return to what you had in the past and which you have lost.

An obligatory question, which I have heard some were asking, since this figure has always been almost always encountered in various fairy tales, is what is the teacher within the various characters. You, who do you think could be the teacher: the butterfly, the caterpillar or the spider? Indeed, the earthworm or the spider? Yes, because there is also the earthworm: you didn't say anything about the earthworm! ... (No one answers) ... What silence!

D - I would say that the simplest answer is that of the spider ...

Well, yes: I would say that the simplest - and also the most obvious - banal answer; so much so that you all get there - it's just that it is the spider, the master. In reality then, on closer inspection, the spider could be nothing more than simply a spider, active in its role as a spider. The role of the spider is to hunt insects; and so the spider actually does nothing but calmly and quietly carry out what is his job, right? And so he finds himself once again the role of him, if desired.

D - But the butterfly took it with deception, and not with the spider's web!

The butterfly, there is perhaps the funny point of the thing. It is not that the spider has tricked the butterfly; it is the butterfly, which has put itself in a position to be at the mercy of the spider! It is very different, in that the spider did not tell lies to the butterfly: the earthworm - actually - lives thanks to the earth, it draws substances from the earth, which allow it to live for a longer or shorter time.

So, the spider did nothing but tell the butterfly a truth; is the butterfly that, moved by her desires, by her drives, by her impulses, wanted to be what she was not and to appropriate a way of being of others, which of course was not adequate for her and therefore did nothing but provoke a damage: in this case, the fact of ending up in the clutches of the spider.

[…] I was saying, about this rogue of the spider-master, that he has different possibilities of action towards the disciple: in fact, what does the spider-master do?
First, he tries to make the disciple aware that it is foolish to complain, to victimize without realizing, without enjoying what he possesses, the gifts that his condition confers on him: because any condition, even the most apparently unpleasant one, uglier, it actually has something pleasant in it, something useful for the individual.

The disciple, headstrong like all disciples, does not listen to him: then what does the spider do? He tries to give some other stimulus; and, to give him a stimulus, he refers to something that existence makes available to him. He therefore does not create a stimulus from nothing, but takes advantage of the reality that his disciple is experiencing within the physical world: and Reality makes an earthworm available to him, which in that moment passes.

So then the master, pointing the earthworm to the disciple, brings his attention back to the world of matter: and shows him the defects of this earthworm, he says: "Yes, look, he has what you would like to have, but he doesn't have your gifts: therefore try to reason on this, observe your reality and what is around you; and realize that what you may envy or desire - that others have - is compensated by many things that you have and others do not have ».

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Of course, always (once again) stubborn like all disciples, alas, the butterfly does not give up and continues - driven by what it has not understood - to want to achieve more than what life, reality, its condition , her role (the Absolute, ultimately!) have bestowed on her.

In the end, the master - as in a fable that we will meet later - cannot behave in any other way than by "breaking the doll", that is, sending the disciple to meet suffering; not by provoking it to him, but by making the disciple put himself in the condition of suffering, undergoing the consequences of what he has accomplished.

So it puts him in a position to cause karma of some kind, because he knows that only through this karma, through the effect of karma, will the disciple be able to understand - probably - what he had not understood in other ways: thus is the explanation of the earthworm that swallows the earth; the butterfly's binge of earth; and the stirred karma, which leads the butterfly to lose not only those two days, which still preciously remained, but also its beautiful wings and all the gifts it had!

Q - That comparison with the Akasic body, which I had made and which we liked enough?

Of course, that too can be very valid, considering the Akasic body as part of the individual, which tries to push the individual towards understanding, therefore towards experience, therefore also towards karma.
It's a bit of a demotion of the master's speech, actually, considering what you called the "inner master"; because then the internal master you spoke of is none other than the Spark, in reality, it cannot be the Akasic body. The Akasic body cannot be a master, as it already has the function of understanding; and, if he has to understand, he cannot teach: he is only a gainer of understanding.

D - When we are told that in a condition of interior silence we could feel the Spark that speaks to us, are we really sure that this is the one speaking to us, and not the Akasic body?

The speech is absurd, because the Spark, in reality, "speaks" all the time! The famous vibration, which we have talked about several times and which arrives, passing through your bodies, to manifest itself on the physical plane, that is the voice of the Spark, which reaches the individuality and the various bodies of her. The problem is whether the individuality is able to understand what the Spark says, and, without the decoding of a structured Akasic body, it will never be able to understand.. So even if you really manage to make an inner silence - which is easier said than done - in this silence the voice of the Spark will be heard stronger, but she will speak English, perhaps, while the listener only knows Neapolitan.

D - Sorry, master ... but the butterfly, after being eaten by the spider, has reached a certain consciousness? (At this point I don't know whether to say "consciousness" or "awareness") ...

This is all to be seen, to be verified with the next incarnation of the butterfly, which will again be put in a position to desire something that does not belong to it; and then he will be able to see if she has understood that what does not belong to her cannot belong to her: however desirable it may be, it does not belong to her and therefore we might as well not think about it.

Well, if you have nothing more to say, I leave you in other hands, creatures, if not after adding something more. As you have seen, this cycle is over: the cycle was mainly based on the basic concepts of teaching; or, as his daughter Fernanda summed up, on knowing yourself, being what you are, on understanding your role and on and on and on. Scifo

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