Notes From Rome: Unity Consciousness and the Tree of Life (#2)

In my first blog from Rome three days ago, I mention that I was inspired to make this pilgrimage to Rome by Mayan scholar Carl Calleman’s assertion that the vertical axis of the planetary Tree of Life runs directly through Rome. I also shared my new-found conviction that the Fibonacci spiral is the visual representation of the branches of the Tree of Life and that this spiral is amply and beautifully expressed through Italian art, culture and language.

With this insight as the backdrop for my ongoing experience here in Rome, I headed off to the Vatican yesterday with much ambivalence. I am not a big fan of the institution of the Papacy, to tell you the truth, but I am a huge fan of the artistic genius of Michelangelo and was determined to see the Sistine Chapel, so off I went, with my sister for moral support and company.

Fairly early in the long ordeal, the tour guide directed a group of us already weary pilgrims into the Court of the Pigna, or Pine Cone, so named because it is a courtyard which is dominated by the odd presence of a giant bronze pine cone (which was cast in the 1st century but not located to the Vatican until 1608). My sister elbowed me at the sight of the Pine Cone anomaly, whispering that David Wilcock has a lot to say about its significance at the Vatican in his recent book The Source Field Investigations.

At this point, I reached back into one of the file cabinets in my brain, pulled out the file folder marked “pine cone iconography” and was reminded that the pine cone has long been associated with the pineal gland in esoteric symbolism. In fact, the pineal gland was so named because of its resemblance to a tiny pine cone.

Suddenly, I was wide awake, fully engaged and ruffling through my brain for all potentially-relevant file folders in the general vicinity of the one marked “pine cone iconography.” I had a little Nancy Drew girl detective moment with myself as I remembered Carl Calleman’s theory that given its particular location on the trunk of the planetary Tree of Life, Rome encapsulates the energy of the pineal gland, which operates like a giant radio receiver for information streaming to us through the medium of charged particles from the center of the Milky Way Galaxy as we approach the end of the Mayan Calendar.

While still reeling from this series of connections, the tour guide paused in front of a collage of images from the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel and launched into his analysis of Michelangelo’s mindset in 1511 AD as he designed and executed the central motif of the Sistine Chapel: God’s creation of Adam. Michelangelo was apparently no fan of the Papacy, either, and was not above messing with the Pope by embedding various theologically-incorrect symbols in the work he was commissioned to do for the Vatican (even as he lay on his back painting furiously with both hands while perched precariously several stories about the ground).

Case in point, if you look closely at the background imagery framing God as he reaches out his arm toward Adam, you will see what appears to be the reddish-brown mass of a human brain. This may seem far-fetched, but take a good look with fresh eyes and see what you think. The tour guide’s theory, which he shared with great relish, was that Michelangelo’s message to the Pope may have been: God did not create man, but man, by the use of his brain, created God. I’m not sure I buy the notion that Michelangelo was a materialist, but I found these two references to the human brain in the span of about half an hour highly-suspicious.

It occurred to me at the time that Michelangelo, being a true artist and visionary, and, therefore, having an intimate understanding of the process of creative inspiration, wasn’t so much trying to mess with the Pope through symbolism suggesting that man created God with his brain, but was, instead, sending a message down through the ages directly to us at this watershed moment in our evolutionary journey? The message I imagined him sending is this: as long as we are in human form, we access God through the medium of our brains (and, more specifically, through the pineal gland embedded deep within our brains).

As a general rule, I need three related things to happen in close proximity before I conclude I am in the midst of a bona fide synchronicity. The third thing happened today and it’s a big one, which is why I’m taking the time to write this blog while on vacation! On the recommendation of a woman who read one of my previous blogs about the Tree of Life and its relationship to Rome, I decided to visit the Pantheon. It had been described to me as a very potent vortex of Unity Consciousness, and that was all I need to know.

Before heading off in the early afternoon for my close encounter with the Pantheon, I did my usual Google Search routine and discovered it’s the world’s oldest dome-shaped building, not to mention an architectural masterpiece. Originally built as a pagan temple almost 2,000 years ago, it has been in continuous use ever since.

As my sister and I, along with hundreds of other awe-struck visitors, entered the very majestic structure of the Pantheon, my eye was drawn immediately upward and I was shocked by the impression that I was looking at the inside of a pine cone! As I sat down on a wooden pew and began to meditate, the crown of my head popped open like a Jack in the Box and I was bathed in the experience of union or reunion with the Divine. I suddenly understood that the Pantheon was functioning like a giant pineal gland, not only for me, but for the entire planet, and has been doing so for the past two thousand years! In fact, I believe that has been its primary purpose all along.

Back in my hotel room tonight, I did more research into the symbolism of the pine cone and was thrilled to discover the Fibonacci spiral expressed in its intricate patterning. This brought me full circle, back to the Tree of Life with its spiraling, curly cue branches. I had the insight that whereas the Vatican has appropriated the powerful symbolism of the pine cone/pineal gland, just as it has successfully usurped so much from pre-Christian sources, the Pantheon is the real deal. It is not merely a symbol, but an actual instance of metaphysical technology at its best, quietly doing the work of helping to bring Unity Consciousness into physical manifestation, day by day, here at 12 degrees longitude on the vertical axis of the planetary Tree of Life.
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The designation Pantheon is usually translated as “To all the gods.” Perhaps, there is another, more accurate meaning of the name: “All is God.”