Experimental Children In Eve's Garden

It wasn't an obvious thing for me to consider, but the thought was persistent. Perhaps that was the best God could do at the time. I don't remember when I first received this Impression or how many times I received it before it became part of what I knew and understood. Early on it annoyed me; for any implication that God could can be insufficient and less than an infallible God was more that I believed I could safely entertain. Besides, I was ambivalent about the source.

When I chose to assert divine revelation, I experienced too much anxiety to trust that God was the origin, and assuming an evil origin similarly was too upsetting to contemplate. Still, the possibility that this Impression and the other Impressions I had received was a Godsend imbued me with enough resolve not to dismiss them. Eventually I understood that the source was primordial.

I am a heterosexual male but the primordial origin of my ancestral memories is female. If you must give her a name, call her Eve. She is the primordial matriarch of significant branches on the human family tree. Impressions originating from her genetic memories influence any deliberation I have about my mortal existence and the eternal existence of the immortal soul that defines me.

Recognizing that the primordial energy of my ancestral memories is female and not male was a slow progression permeated with bits and pieces of implied if not obvious misogyny.The religious instruction I received in my youth included the declaration that God first created a man and put him in a peaceful Garden eastward in Eden. Then, from a rib of the man, God created a female helpmate who the man called woman because she came out of man.

My education fostered the belief that the woman caused the fall of all men when she yielded to the temptation of a beautiful serpent and enticed the man to eat fruit from the forbidden tree of the knowledge of good and evil. I was taught that because the man yielded to the woman's desires and disobeyed God, God drove them out of their idyllic garden before they could eat fruit from the Tree of Life and live forever. Then God cursed the ground they walked on and damned them and all of their descendants to death after a life of toil and struggle.

However, the gentle but persistent Impressions of Eve's primordial memories promoted the notion that if there were a first and second act in the creation of our species the converse might be true. At the creation of our birthing kind, which a Rational Intelligent Being create first, one who could give birth or one who could not?

Initially I did little with this Impression. Intellectually I could speculate on what would make sense to me if I were God. Emotionally the question was just a small bump in the road. Other questions about God's Creation were more taxing to my sensibilities. At the top of a substantial list is the fact that most active living things have no choice except to kill and eat other living thing, parasitically feed on other living thing, or scavenge for dead flesh to stay alive.

The food chain is an all too close reality and I couldn't understand why God chose not to create life so that all living things received nourishment from sun, air, soil, and water. In a world without a food chain, a perpetual cycle of killing and consumption would not be necessary. But even here, perhaps that was the best God could do at the time resounds loudly. Without the food chain or some other paradigm for population control, insects and other prolific reproductive species would have long ago overrun our planet and soon placed human existence in grave peril.

Still, population control and the food chain aside, much of the killing perpetrated by men has nothing to do with over population or the need to feed. So something else must be in effect here and perhaps that was the best God could do at the time did not explain enough. More of what I could understand arrived in another Impression. Examine the world of my children and it becomes very clear. We are an experiment--and our God is a Symbiotic God.

Stories about God and humans are abundant. But an Experimenting Symbiotic God presented an altered uncertainty about my existence. If Eve and her children are an experiment of a Symbiotic God, are we meeting our symbiotic responsibilities or are we a failing experiment? Is that what happened to other branches of the human family tree that disappeared? Is that our future?

We look for signs of humanity's redeeming progress, but the self proclaimed superior species of Earth exhibit long-established behavior patterns symptomatic of a collective death wish. Might God decide that the human side of His Creation is not worth saving?

The insatiable appetite humans have for the feelings we call happiness propagate behaviors plagued with transgressions against God, Earth, and humanity, behavior that eventually may be unacceptable even to an Experimenter God and especially to a Symbiotic God.