Why do you believe in the Ra material?

[Steppingfeet]

In my particular case, I crossed paths with the Law of One having done very little preliminary or preparatory work in either the inner work of self-understanding, or the outer work of metaphysical and related study. I was rather "wet behind the ears", as the expression goes. Uninitiated.

So I didn't posses an artifice of understanding that the Law of One material validated. There was not within me previously held suppositions that the books confirmed. I hardly had any accumulated understanding prior to my discover of the books! (Except for having had prior exposure to the notion that humanity was a species with amnesia whose pre-historical beginnings were no longer a part of the orthodox or known human narrative. See Graham Hancock's "Fingerprints of the Gods".)

Yet, empty slate though I was, upon reading Ra's words, there was recognition, remembrance, and RESONANCE.

I would suppose the question then becomes: Why was there resonance?

When one has been painfully away from home for so long that it virtually disappears from memory, and when one then returns to the home environment, deep memories are stirred within the soul - the shape of the nearby hills, the smell of the particular flowers in the area, the sounds of the local community, the layout of the streets, all calls to one as the lover from whom one was separated without diminishment to the bonding love between.

I suppose that's one way to describe my experience. The cosmology, the principles of service, unity, love, light, and joy, the role of the wanderer, the paths of polarity, the spiritual nature of reality, the description of this Earth experience as an illusion... all these *concepts* were as images of a home that I had entirely wiped from my memory so thoroughly that, were it not for the images, I might have continued my journey unaware that I had ever left "home".

It's as if a seeker was born, raised, and spent a lifetime in France and through some unfortunate series of events was knocked unconscious and drifted across the ocean, washing up on the shores of the U.S. with no recollection of who she was, from where she had come, or what life she had lived prior to waking in a foreign land. For all she knows, she is an American. She learns everything over again, including how to walk, talk, and think. Then one day she stumbles on a book all about France, its history, its landscapes, its climate, its culture, it politics, etc.

Looking at the images of France and reading the information, suddenly there is a knowing that she is seeing and hearing about her home, that she is not of this country in which she finds herself, and that she must embark upon a journey to return home.

Of course this analogy is full of holes! But it communicates some of the fundamental notes of my own experience, and I believe the experience of others.

Ra's words are not the equivalents of the realities to which they point, but in my understanding they can serve as a means of awakening dormant, subconscious memory. Not necessarily specific memory of particular times, places, experiences, and identities, (though that's certainly possible) but rather memory of basement level knowing. A certainty in the bones that no information which the world can muster to the contrary is able to contradict.

I was in tears. Literally my eyes were waterfalls reading Book I online. I had found my philosophy, that set of articulated understandings that echoed the distant and dimly perceived core of my own being.

As Jeremy said, it is a *model* and in and of itself does not "contain" truth, but, as my analogies above convey, it is a model which I feel is descriptive of an ontologically authentic reality, one that speaks the language of my own deeper identity more than most any other I have encountered.

I heart Ra. 4ever.

= ) GLB