THE CLOUD MAKERS

I have heard that clouds existed long before what we know of now as the Big Bang and the creation of our universe. They were the first to visibly enter this realm from the ethereal in the form of fine nebulae. But then, too, they existed even before the dawn of Creation, or so I have been told, when all that we know of now as the Spiritual elements were still trapped within the Divine Realm. Unable to take on conscious form there, they were doomed to float about on the outermost horizon, appearing to the Divine dwellers like clouds. Such was our state until the creative words, "Let there be Light!" were uttered. (Abdruschin)

But this story is not directly concerned with those happenings, so ancient and so high and so luminous. Though which in their ways are still ongoing somewhere yet to this day, I suppose. Here instead, we occupy ourselves with what we are conscious of and the beings whose purpose is to make the clouds in the skies we are aware of. Here where we earthbound humans see while on this earthly plane, though even these lowly ones would be too bright for our earthly eyes to bear - should these Cloud Makers wish to reveal themselves to us in their full glory. For want of a better term, then, those who believe and those who know call them expressions of "pure energy." Though surely to the Mighty Cloud Makers of higher realms, they are like the dark stratus is to the white towering tops of the mighty thunderhead.

The Cloud Makers' task is to wrap the water vapor in the air around a particle of dust and impart to that droplet static electrical energies enabling the droplets to maintain themselves and to coalesce with one another. But the Cloud Makers are not just of one size or appearance, I imagine. There are those whose job it is to weave the finest water molecules around the smallest earthly particle, and whose clear and translucent appearance and delicate but light and beautiful nature would take on corresponding form. They could combine a representation of the so-called human form that lays claim to consciousness in the likeness to the Creator with the nature of the elements with which they work.

But who among us is capable of opening our perceptive capacity to include the tiniest mote as it dances its life dance in the Light of the Whole? And what of all that exists that a microscope cannot fathom? Surely lest we be given eyes of their nature to see and are shown, how could we ever hope to begin to know?

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