The Tenth Insight: Holding the Vision (22 page)

Charlene shook her head. “Only parts of it. I know we have to identify our unconscious feelings toward one another before
we can go on.” She looked into my eyes and paused. “This is all part of the Tenth Insight… only it hasn’t been written down
anywhere yet. It’s coming in intuitively.”

I nodded. “We know.”

“Part of the Tenth is an extension of the Eighth. Only a group that’s operating fully in the Eighth Insight can accomplish
this kind of higher clearing.”

“I’m not following you,” Curtis said.

“The Eighth is about knowing how to uplift others,” she continued, “knowing how to send energy by focusing on another’s beauty
and higher-self wisdom. This process can raise the energy level and creativity of the group exponentially. Unfortunately,
many groups have trouble uplifting each other in this manner, even though the individuals involved are able to do it at other
times. This is especially true if the group is work-oriented, a group of employees, for instance, or people coming together
to create a unique project of some kind, because so often these people have been together before, and old, past-life emotions
come up and get in the way.

“We are thrown together with someone we have to work with, and we automatically dislike them, without really knowing why.
Or perhaps we experience it the other way around: the person doesn’t like us, again for reasons we don’t understand. The
emotions that come up might be jealousy, irritation, envy, resentment, bitterness, blame—any of these. What I intuited very
clearly was that no group could reach its highest potential unless the participants seek to understand and work through these
emotions.”

Maya leaned forward. “That’s exactly what we’ve been doing: working through the emotions that have come up, the resentments
from when we were together before.”

“Were you shown your Birth Vision?” I asked.

“Yes,” Charlene replied. “But I couldn’t get any further. I didn’t have enough energy. All I saw was that groups were forming
and that I was supposed to be here in this valley, in a group of seven.”

Presently the sound of another vehicle far to the north attracted our attention.

“We can’t stay here,” Curtis said. “We’re too exposed. Let’s go back to the cave.”

C
harlene finished the last of the food and handed me the plate. Having no extra water, I placed it in my pack dirty and sat
down again. Curtis slipped through the mouth of the cave and sat down across from me beside Maya, who smiled faintly at him.
Charlene sat to my left. The operative had been left outside the cave, still bound and gagged.

“Is everything okay outside?” Charlene asked Curtis.

Curtis looked nervous. “I think so, but I heard some more sounds to the north. I think we need to stay in here until dark.”

For a moment we all just looked at each other, each of us obviously trying to raise our energy.

I looked at the others and told them about the process of
reaching the World Vision I had seen with Feyman’s soul group. When I had concluded, I looked at Charlene and asked, “What
else did you receive about this clearing process?”

“All I got,” Charlene replied, “was that the process. couldn’t begin until we come totally back to love.”

“That’s easy to say,” Curtis said. “The problem is doing it.”

We all looked at each other again, then simultaneously realized the energy was moving to Maya.

“The key is to acknowledge the emotion, to become fully conscious of the feeling, and then to share it honestly, no matter
how awkward our attempts. This brings the emotion fully into present awareness and ultimately allows it to be relegated to
the past, where it belongs. That’s why going through the sometimes long process of saying it, discussing it, putting it on
the table, clears us, so that we’re able to return to a state of love, which is the highest emotion.”

“Wait a minute,” I said. “What about Charlene? There may be residual emotions toward her.” I looked at Maya. “I know you felt
something.”

“Yes,” Maya replied. “But only positive feelings, a sense of gratitude. She stayed and tried to help…” Maya paused, studying
Charlene’s face. “You tried to tell us something, something about the ancestors. But we didn’t listen.”

I leaned toward Charlene. “Were you killed too?”

Maya answered for her. “No, she wasn’t killed. She had gone to try to appeal to the soldiers one more time.”

“That’s right,” Charlene said. “But they were gone.”

Maya asked, “Who else feels something toward Charlene?”

“I don’t feel anything,” Curtis said.

“What about you, Charlene?” I asked. “What do you feel toward us?”

Her gaze swept across each member of the group. “There don’t seem to be any residual feelings toward Curtis,” she said. “And
everything is positive toward Maya.” Her eyes settled on mine. “Toward you I think I feel a bit of resentment.”

“Why?” I asked.

“Because you were so practical and detached. You were this independent man who wasn’t about to get involved if the timing
wasn’t perfect.”

“Charlene,” I said, “I’d already sacrificed myself for these Insights as a monk. I felt it would have been useless.”

My protests seemed to irritate her and she looked away.

Maya reached over and touched me. “Your comment was defensive. When you respond that way, the other person doesn’t feel heard.
The emotion she harbors then lingers in her mind because she continues to think of ways to make you understand, to convince
you. Or it goes unconscious and then there’s ill feeling that dulls the energy between you two. Either way the emotion remains
a problem, getting in the way. I suggest you acknowledge how she could be feeling that.”

I looked at Charlene. “Oh, I do. I wish that I had helped. Maybe I could have done something, if I had had the courage.”

Charlene nodded and smiled.

“How about you?” Maya asked, looking at me. “What do you feel toward Charlene?”

“I guess I feel some guilt,” I said. “Not so much guilt about the war, but about now, this situation. I had been withdrawn
for several months. I think if I had talked to you immediately after returning from Peru, maybe we could have stopped the
experiment earlier and none of this would be happening.”

No one replied.

“Are there any other feelings?” Maya asked.

We only looked at each other.

At this point, under Maya’s direction, each of us focused on connecting inside, with building as much energy as we could.
As I focused on the beauty around me, a wave of love swept through my body. The muted color of the cave walls and floor began
to brighten and glow. Each person’s face began to appear more energized. A chill ran up my spine.

“Now,” Maya said, “we’re ready to figure out what we intended to do this time.” She again appeared to be in deep thought.
“I… I knew this was going to happen,” she said finally. “This was part of my Birth Vision. I was to lead the amplification
process. We didn’t know how to do this when we tried to stop the war on the Native Americans.”

As she spoke, I noticed a movement behind her against the cave wall. At first I thought it was a reflection of light, but
then I detected a deep shade of green exactly like the one I witnessed earlier, when observing Maya’s soul group. As I struggled
to focus on the foot-square blob of light, it swelled into a full holographic scene, receding into the wall itself, full of
fuzzy, humanlike forms. I glanced at the others; no one seemed to see the image except me.

This, I knew, was Maya’s soul group, and as soon as I had this realization, I began to receive an inflow of intuitive information.
I could see her Birth Vision again, her higher intention of being born to her particular family, her mother’s illness, the
resulting interest in medicine, particularly the mind/body connection, and now this gathering. I clearly heard that “no group
can reach its full creative power until it consciously clears and then amplifies its energy.”

“Once free of the emotions,” Maya was now saying, “a group can more easily move past power struggles and dramas and find
its full creativity. But we have to do it consciously by finding a higher-self expression in every face.”

Curtis’ blank look provoked more explanation. “As the Eighth Insight reveals,” Maya continued, “if we look closely at another
person’s face, we can cut through any facades, or ego defenses, that may be present, and find the individual’s authentic expression,
his or her
real
self. Ordinarily most people don’t know what to focus on when talking to another. Should it be the eyes? It’s hard to focus
on both. So which one? Or should it be on the feature that most stands out, such as the nose or mouth?

“In truth, we are called upon to focus on the whole of the face, which with its uniqueness of light and shadow and alignment
of features is much like an inkblot. But within this collection of features, one can find an authentic expression, the soul
shining forth. When we focus in love, love energy is sent to this higher-self aspect of the person, and the person will seem
to change before our eyes as his or her greater capabilities shift into place.

“All great teachers have always sent this kind of energy toward their students. That’s why they were great teachers. But the
effect is even greater with groups who interact this way with every member, because as each person sends the others energy,
all of the members rise to a new level of wisdom which has more energy at its disposal, and this greater energy is then sent
back to everyone else in what becomes an amplification effect.”

I watched Maya, attempting to find her higher expression. No longer did she appear tired, or reluctant in any way. Instead,
her features revealed a certainty and genius she had not expressed before. I glanced toward the others and saw that they were
similarly focused on Maya. When I looked at her again, I noticed that she seemed to be taking on the green hue of her soul
group. She was not only picking up on their knowledge; she seemed to be moving into a kind of harmony with them.

Maya had stopped speaking and was taking a deep breath. I could feel the energy shifting away from her.

“I’ve always known that groups could acquire a higher level of functioning,” Curtis said, “especially in work settings. But
I haven’t been able to experience this until now… I know I came into this dimension to be involved in transforming business,
and shifting our view of business creativity, so that we can ultimately utilize the new energy sources in the correct way
and implement the Ninth Insight automation of production.”

He paused in thought, then said, “I mean, business is too often labeled as the greedy villain, out of control, with no conscience.
And I guess it’s been exactly that in the past. But I’ve felt as though business, too, was moving into a spiritual awareness,
and that we needed a new kind of business ethic.”

At that moment I saw another movement of light, directly behind Curtis. I watched for a few seconds, then realized I was seeing
the formation of his soul group as well. As with Maya’s group, when I focused on the emerging image, I was again able to pick
up on their collective knowledge. Curtis was born in the peak of the industrial revolution occurring just after World War
II. Nuclear power had been the final triumph and shocking horror of the materialist worldview, and he had entered with a vision
that technological advancement could now be made conscious and moved, in full awareness, toward its destined purpose.

“Only now,” Curtis said, “are we ready to understand how to evolve business and the resulting new technology in a conscious
manner; all the measures are now in place. It’s not an accident that one of the most important statistical categories in economics
is the productivity index: the record of how many goods and
services are produced by each individual in our society. Productivity has steadily increased because of technological discoveries
and the more expansive use of natural resources and energy. Through the years the individual has found ever- greater ways
to create.”

As he spoke, a thought came to me. At first I decided to keep it to myself, but then everyone looked my way. “Doesn’t the
environmental damage that economic growth is causing form a natural limit to business? We can’t go on like we have, because
if we do, the environment will literally fall apart. Many of the fish in the ocean are already so polluted we can’t eat them.
Cancer rates are increasing exponentially. Even the AMA says that pregnant women and children should not eat commercial vegetables
because of the pesticide residue. If this keeps up, can you imagine what kind of world we’ll be leaving our children?”

As soon as I had said this, I recalled what Joel had said earlier about the collapse of the environment. I could feel my energy
falling as I felt the same Fear.

Suddenly I was hit with a burst of energy, as each of the others stared in an effort to find my authentic expression again.
I quickly reestablished my inner connection.

“You’re right,” Curtis said, “but our response to this problem is already occurring. We’ve been advancing technology with
a kind of unconscious tunnel vision, forgetting that we’re here on an organic planet, an energy planet. But one of the most
creative areas of business is the field of pollution control.

“Our problem has been trying to depend on government to police the polluters. Polluting has been against the law for a long
time, but there will never be enough government regulation to prevent the illegal dumping of waste chemicals or the midnight
venting of smokestacks. This polluting of the biosphere won’t
completely stop until an alarmed citizenry pulls out their video recorders and takes it upon themselves to catch these people
in the act. In a sense, business and the employees of business must regulate themselves.”

Maya leaned forward. “I see another problem with the way the economy is evolving. What about all the displaced workers who
are losing their jobs as more of the economy is automated? How can they survive? We used to have a large middle class and
now it is diminishing rapidly.”