Expanded Adventures in Healing: Stripe Meets the Na'vi
by Artemis Celt, ND
Some of you may remember a very special little book that was published over thirty years ago called Hope for the Flowers. Hope for the Flowers features the adventures of a most unlikely and engaging hero: Stripe, the caterpillar. Back in the 1970's Stripe, quite an ordinary and unassuming caterpillar, found himself unexpectedly thrust into the limelight playing the starring role in a tale that was widely read by humans both young and old.
Stripe's adventures and misadventures all begin one fine day while, like each and every other day of his life up to that point, he is contentedly munching away on yet another meal of savory leaves. On this particular day, however, Stripe suddenly stops in mid-munch and is struck by a radical and life-changing thought: “There must be more to life than just eating and getting bigger.” Ah, what havoc one new thought can wreak, even in the life of an humble caterpillar who is minding his own business and enjoying the simple pleasures of a leaf-eater's life! Well, as the story goes, this particular new thought propels our hero headlong into his noble quest, a quest that humans somehow got wind of and deemed book-worthy.
Those of you who like to follow story lines closely might remember what startling event eventually befalls Stripe, but only after this adventure-thriller takes us through his harrowing escapes from becoming mired in misgivings, paralyzed by self-doubt and side-lined by misguided attempts to follow herds of other misguided caterpillars. Finally our bewildered, beleaguered and endearing hero gets a grip on himself. With the help of his true-love, Yellow, he puts a stop to these dramatic undertakings. He takes a deep breath, attaches to just the right twig, and with a sigh of relief lets go of his former self, surrendering to his own metamorphosis. And, well, you know the rest: thus does Stripe become a nectar-sipping butterfly – a whole new version of himself! And thus did the new idea that was born one fine day so long ago lead him to something he could not in his wildest of dreams have imagined at the outset as a leaf-munching caterpillar.
This tale lies near and dear to my heart because, in a very captivating way, it closely parallels another story, a story of cosmic proportions that spans millennia. And in this particular tale, the starring role is played not by a caterpillar, but by all of humankind. This is the veiled story of what might be called human metamorphosis. Like Stripe, we have forgotten that right within our very own bodies we have the ability to undergo changes so vast that, although we remain the very same person, we might call ourselves by an entirely different name. For example, Stripe is a “caterpillar” in his manifestation as a grub, but he is called a “butterfly” in his post-metamorphic manifestation. A “tadpole” that morphs is called thereafter a “frog.” We refer to one another as “humans” in our current, all-too-familiar “grub” form, but after morphing we might be better known as “deities.” In general, deities are considered to be immortal beings who are supremely good, holy, divine or sacred. They are commonly assumed to have personalities and to possess consciousness, intellects, desires and emotions similar to those of humans. They also typically have superhuman and supernatural attributes and powers.
What might a post-morph human be like? There are many routes of conjecture to take in answer to this question, and this is but a morsel of an article intended to whet the appetite of even the most reluctant of caterpillars. So let us take a peek at just one of these routes, conveniently provided for us in the form of the run-away blockbuster film, Avatar. In Avatar, our bumbling human hero, Jake, after his involvement in innumerable life-threatening escapades, eventually completely lets go of his human body and becomes one of the Na'vi in his new avatar body. Although Jake is most definitely still Jake, he now has tendrils protruding from the back of his head that feed directly into his brain. With this braid-like part of his anatomy he can now make a deep, telepathic bond with many forms of life that he co-exists with. He also can now experience oneness via Eywa—the overarching guiding female spirit of Pandora—with everything on that planet. His skin is now blue, a frequent skin color, by the way, of deities portrayed in eastern religious art. His ears are feline and exquisitely mobile, giving him a heightened sense of hearing. The point here, however, is not about how we can or cannot be like the fictitious Na'vi. Rather, it is about how Jake is made aware of the possibility of a radical and desirable alternative to his present state of being, and how he gradually comes to choose and experience this alternative.
These are but the delusions of a well-meaning fool, you say? Ah, well, I encourage you to stick around for a while longer in these most interesting of times, and let us see what comes down the pike as things continue to unfold in this sector of the universe.
The ability of the human being to undergo a profound metamorphic transformation has been alluded to in various ancient sources that have more often than not been subjected to distortion, fragmentation and misinterpretation. Therefore, over vast stretches of time this sacred knowledge has, for all intents and purposes, been rendered indecipherable. But of course, as a species, it still lies intact within our collective unconscious, waiting for its time of reemergence. This knowledge is a central key to the truth of who we are, and therefore it is also a central key to our health and well-being. It stirs from its long slumber in the depths of the human psyche, and these stirrings prompt us, like Stripe, to look up from our perfectly lovely plate of dinner and say: “There must be something more to life.”
And then, if we follow these persistent nudges that arise from within us, we set out with a good measure of uncertainty on our own bumbling holy quest, not knowing quite what it is we are looking for. Our unerring instincts are often guiding us towards our birthright, towards something we are designed to experience: the transformation of our current form of being into a vastly expanded version of ourselves. But since the information about how to achieve such a metamorphosis of consciousness and physicality has all but disappeared from our planet, in recent millennia we have tended to lose our way lifetime after lifetime. In a forthcoming book, I will explore the why's and wherefore's of this “disappearing of information” in much greater detail.
For the purposes of this article, I would like to focus briefly on one of the steps required on the path of human metamorphosis. And, before forging ahead on this topic, perhaps a small disclaimer is in order. The musings in this article reflect my necessarily limited understanding of this subject. I myself am still trundling along rather haphazardly as my caterpillar self in search of the perfect twig. I offer these musings to you, the reader, in the collaborative spirit of the pursuit of our reawakening on this, our beloved planet Earth. Clearly, some of these musings fall into the realm of hypothesis, and others have at least a tenuous foothold in the terra firma of truth. That being said, let us continue our exploration of an essential step—a prerequisite, if you will—in the deification of the human being.
The very first step, of course, is awakening to the fact that there is such a thing as human metamorphosis, and then reaching the conclusion that this is not only desirable, but achievable. Although the life of a grub does indeed offer up its treasure of humble pleasures, what grub wouldn't jump at the chance of being able to be borne aloft by a glorious pair of wings? For human beings, a certain essential amount of clearing, retrieval and healing must be done to lay a solid working foundation, so to speak, for metamorphosis. Because metamorphosis involves experiencing multidimensional aspects of our beings, we need to begin healing on levels in addition to those of the purely physical. We need to address non-physical aspects of healing that, if not attended to, eventually give rise to dis-ease on the physical level.
This has been the focus of my work for the past fifteen years. It is why I have chosen to call the current manifestation of my work quantum naturopathic healing. “Quantum” refers to the smallest, invisible particles of energy that give rise to our physical world, including our physical bodies. If we begin to work on the quantum levels of reality, we begin to address the unseen underpinnings of physical reality. All too often healing efforts are repeatedly directed to the physical level and miss altogether the myriad of imbalances that can arise on what I call the quantum level of reality. This is why, in spite of people's sincere efforts to do everything they can possibly do on the physical level to heal a given condition, all too often these efforts fall short of the desired results. This is because the person is barking up the proverbial wrong tree—the tree of the physical world. Our entire system of western medicine begins and ends with the physical level of reality, and therein lies its greatest weakness.
To read about the specifics of my healing work, please visit my website at www.deitycentral.com where I discuss in detail various types of non-physical causes of illness, and their diagnosis and treatment. In particular, all my published articles on the importance of the homeopathic treatment of inherited and acquired miasms (especially chemical, prescription drug, recreational drug and vaccine miasms) are accessible at my website. Miasms are one of the most commonly overlooked contributing causes of illness in our present day and age.
I offer up this article in tribute to the part of each and every one of us that, like Stripe and Jake, knows just how to let go and experience our expanded identities. Who knows exactly what that will look like in our collective future here on Earth? Will we have wings? Blue skin? Altered DNA? A consciousness that will allow us to chat with an Alpha-Centaurian during our lunch break? As we set out on this path of abundant mysteries, a path that leads to our wholeness, we experience healing after healing along the way. And in so doing, the perfect holiness of who we are within this vast universe is revealed.
—This article was also published in the 2010 edition of the Olympic Peninsula's Wellness Directory