at the Sexual Energies School, Frankfurt 2006
Tobias: Our story begins with four men in the desert
in a type of self-imposed imprisonment. The men were
out in the middle of nowhere, the sun beating down on
them every day.
first man was attached to a post sunk deep into the
ground. It was a tall post and there was a chain going
from the post to his ankles. The chain was approximately
two meters long (6’-8”). He couldn’t
escape because of this chain around his legs. Every
time he tried to escape, he realized that the chain
was holding him in place.
the second man was also a post sunk in the ground, but
there was no chain around his legs. Instead there was
a large moat, a large trench all around his post and
his little piece of desert. The trench was filled with
alligators, and because of that he knew he couldn’t
escape. So day after day after day he walked in circles
in his little island in the middle of the desert, complaining,
angry, arguing with himself. But his fear of the alligators
kept him there.
third man was a New Ager. He too had a large post in
the center, a large metal post. Around the post was
a large rubber band, like a large rubber strap that
was attached and tightened around his waist. Each and
every day he tried to escape. He would pull and pull
and pull with his body at this rubber band and when
he got to a certain point the rubber band would slam
him back into the post. Each day he got up and shook
his head and thought “That wasn’t fun, but
I’ve got to try to expand myself again.”
And each day he got to the end of the rubber strap and
it pulled him back again, slamming him into the post.
was a fourth man. He too had a large metal post, sunk
into the ground right around him. But there was no chain
around his leg, there was no moat around his metal post,
and no rubber band around his waist. But he heard voices.
The voices said, “Don’t you dare try to
walk away from that post in the desert. If you do, you
will be consumed by evil spirits.” Every time
he tried taking five or ten steps away from the post
he heard the voices and he quickly ran back to the comfort
and the safety of the post.
four men lived like this day after day, night after
night, miserable, angry, imprisoned in this desert setting.
Until one day an angel came upon them. The angel said,
“Why do you have that chain attached around your
leg?” And the chained man said: “It was
put there by others. It is not mine. They have locked
me to this. This keeps me from growing, it keeps me
limited.” And the angel nodded her head and said,
“Hmmm, how interesting.”
angel went to the second man, the one with the alligators
in the moat and said: “Why do you choose this?
Why do you have the alligators surrounding you? And
he said: “These are the things in life. These
are fears that will consume me and eat me if I try to
leave my little prison here in the desert. I would rather
stay here miserable than die in the mouths of the alligators.”
And the angel nodded her head and said, “Hmmmm.
walked to the third man, the New Age man with the rubber
band around his waist and said: “Now that is very
peculiar, what is that?” “This is a rubber
band, it was put around me by the consciousness of humanity.
Every time I try to expand, it pulls me back and slams
me into the post. I suppose this is my karma. This is
what I am meant to do here on Earth.” And the
angel nodded her head: “Very, very interesting.”
angel went to the fourth man and said: “There
is nothing around you, nothing holding you in place.
Why don’t you just walk off of this desert?”
He said: “Oh, but dear angel, every time I try,
I hear these voices in my head. They tell me there is
danger ahead, they tell me I will be consumed by these
unseen beings. There are demons out there, you know?
I don’t want to encounter them, because I don’t
know how to handle demons, so I’m going to stay
close where it is safe.”
know,” the angel said, “I have the authority
to let each and every one of you free. I can cut the
chains off your ankles; I can clear the alligators from
the moat; I can take that silly rubber band off your
waist; I can even stop those voices from talking to
you would think this would be a story with a happy ending.
All of the humans would go free and realize how silly
all this has been. But when the angel took the chains
off and cut the rubber band, eliminated the alligators
and stopped the voices, these humans all went crazy,
right there in the desert! They couldn’t handle
it. They were so in love with the things that had held
them in place that they couldn’t move any further.
they just walked a little way through what they perceived
as the desert, up over the little hill that lay just
beyond where they had imprisoned themselves, they would
have seen that it wasn’t a desert at all. They
were actually on a golf course, in a sand trap! There
were beautiful fairways, trees, a clubhouse, all attended
to by angelic beings and human beings, ready to give
them anything they wanted! They could have their own
golf cart, they could play as many holes as they possibly
wanted; they could sit at the bar all day and drink
celestial beer, anything they wanted. But their fears
held them in place.
silly as it all seemed to this beautiful angel who set
them free, it was very, very real to the four men. The
desert was real; the things that held them in place
were real; their fears – their fears from the
inside and their fears that they perceived came from
the outside – were all very, very strong, creating
this tremendous illusion. So much so that when they
were set free, they didn’t know how to handle
the freedom; they didn’t know how to handle true
choices; they didn’t know how to handle the beauty
had put themselves in their own prison, of course. Nobody
else truly filled the moat with alligators; nobody made
the one human wear the rubber band around his waist;
nobody attached the chain to the post; and there truly
weren’t any voices speaking. But humans tend to
do this! They create illusions about their reality.
Shaumbra, this is an invitation to each and every one
of you to put your own fears away. This is an invitation
to take a look at the things that are holding you back.
Hear the angels who come to you. They invite you to
set yourself free, to stop using excuses, to stop locking
yourself into your own prison. It is actually very beautiful
out there, beyond this little desert, also known as
a sand trap. It is very beautiful. You can create all
types of things, but you can’t try to envision
the beauty of your potential life while you’re
tied to a post; while you have a rubber band around
your waist; while you worry about the alligators; or
while you hear the voice of your own fear. When you’re
consumed by fear and limitation, you can’t possibly
imagine how incredible you can be and how easy life
can be and what a joy life is in every moment.
sitting here right now in these chairs, you can’t
possibly imagine in your limited human mind the incredible
joy and fulfillment that comes from working with other
humans who also want to be free, where you don’t
have to take on their burdens. You know, psychologists
for the most part tend to take on other human’s
burdens and then they get just as miserable. But when
you are out there teaching, Shaumbra, you don’t
have to take on anybody else’s stuff. The angel
who came by and freed the four prisoners didn’t
put the shackles on her legs; didn’t put a moat
of alligators around her; certainly did not wear a rubber
band; and didn’t allow outside voices to influence
you’re doing your work, don’t take on other
people’s issues. Honor them and respect them.
If they choose to stay attached to that post with a
chain around their legs, honor them for it and indeed
even ask them to make a choice. You’ll be amazed
sometimes what you hear back. Sometimes when you say,
“You can make a choice to let go of those chains
around your legs, what do you choose?” Humans
typically start with a “but … but …
I’m not sure, I don’t know.” The confusion,
all of this sets in.
can’t possibly imagine right now, even sitting
here in this moment, the beautiful vistas of life that
are right in front of you. What appears to be a desert
is simply a little sand trap in life.