Jesusian

It is fashionable these days to not believe in Jesus, to not believe in God, and definitely to not believe in Jesus as God personified. So I am out of step with fashion. It is more safe to be a Buddhist or a Taoist. One is spared the anti-God rant. It is also easy to stand on one’s hind legs and howl and yowl at the heavens. Piece of cake. Been there, done that. Or sit quietly in existential despair while one sucks what teats of satisfaction that can be found. Mocking is also “in,” as well as yelling that if one believes in God, one is anti-science. Poppycock. I am one of the most avid scientists I know.

I’ve been re-re-reading the Book of John and find Jesus to be the most powerful example of intellect and heart that I know (and I have read all the “greats”). He is hilarious in some of the things he does and says. He cannot abide pomposity, pops those balloons of righteous indignation as soon as they appear. He leaves the self-absorbed pompous sputtering or with gaping silence. He loves and hangs out with the street folk of good heart, the so-called common folk, while talking at the highest and deepest intellectual and spiritual level with the educated seeker.

I love this Dude. God, our Source, embodying to ask our forgiveness for being such a self-absorbed ruler in earlier times and now coming as a servant to set the new tone. Plus, he speaks in parables, my favorite kind of fare, the cosmic food I love to ingest. I don’t mind if you don’t think this way or experience Life this way. You will do as you will. As for me, I know that we are the Source embodying, that this is the greatest gift that can be bestowed, and that Jesus blazed the trail as the Role Model, the Example.

Global Spirituality

Global Spirituality: the ongoing movement within us all, as planetary citizens, to listen to and move in accord with the Spirit, the Life Force, that forms us, the Spirit of Love, of Grace, of Interflow.

God

The story of God's embodying as Jesus in order to do recompense for his own distancing from and treatment of the humanimals he created makes more sense to me than the story that he did so because of our screwups. By taking on a human life, suffering rejection, and dying young in the cruelest death, he acknowledged our situation by sharing it, taking it on personally, rising out of death anew with a fresh start -- the fresh start being a different relationship, forgiveness all the way around, especially with our forgiving of God. Now we have company, a compassionate, loving, and understanding God. One who truly knows what we are going through. No blame. No judgment. Forgiveness. All the way around. (On reading Jack Miles, "Christ: A Crisis in the Life of God.")

I Die Daily

“I die daily.” I Corinthians 15: 31

What does this mean, to die daily? It means to take the time to release yourself from all your plans and schemes, to know that the hardened shell you have created for yourself as your self is just that, a shell. Not to worry. You can form it again. Or perhaps form one that is a little more effective in your ongoing shell game. “I die daily.” Once a day I release. I let go. I allow go, the onrush of the life I am. I am the flowing water rather than the container. I breathe. I sigh, like the tree branches in the wind. I disappear. Only life remains. I die so I may come to life.

My Work

I do not wish to stand and look at what is wrong. I leave that to others compelled to do so. My work is to assist in putting the first humans on earth. By human I mean one whose consciousness is open to the ongoing flow of the Life Force which births us, which brings us into being, whose embodyings we are. By human I mean one whose mindheart is in conscious relationship with the Source of all being. By human I mean one who lives every moment, every day as a springing of the Wellspring. By human I mean one who is more than an Isolated Protoplasmic Blob (IPB) who lives mainly in a society of IPBs. By human I mean one who has surrendered her IPB to the open radiance of the interflow of the eternal. By human I mean one who has burst open the coffin of self-definition and has become as nothing so that the Great Something can be and is born. I do not wish to stand and look at what is wrong. My work is to assist in putting the first humans on earth.

Children of the Cosmos

We are children of the Cosmos, offspring of the Wellspring, creations of Yahweh, lovers of Allah, daughters and sons of God by whatever name. Each of us receives this knowledge, this knowing, this understanding, this rejuicing and rejoicing in ways we understand. Each cup holds the water according to its shape and its capacity. All cups are welcome in the Kingdom of the Father, the Queendom of the Mother, the Realm of the Infinite Eternal. Each of us holds a sacred space that no other holds. We need each other, learn from each other, respect each other's understanding while not relinquishing our own. This is who we are. This is what we do. Blessings to you if you think your cup is the only one, the true one, and that all other cups are false. The cup is not the focus here. The focus is the Water. Are we open to the flow through of the Water of Life? Are we continuously baptized in its cleansing flow? We open. We pray. We are grateful for the Graciousness. We breathe in Its Goodness. We breathe out Lovingkindness to All.

street talk

Had a really great, deep and interesting spirituo-theo-logical conversation for about 20 minutes or so with a friend I bumped into on the sidewalk today. Enlightening. Thought-provoking. Those just don't happen every day.

One of the topics my friend brought up was pre-prayer. You don't just rush in and grab God by the throat (my terminology). You settle down into a relaxed quiet stillness and then begin your conversation. He brightened at the analogy I used of the anteroom or mud room in South Dakota where you divest yourself of your coat, hat, gloves, muddy or snowy boots and then go in to the inner sanctum of your warm cosy house.

C.H.A.N.G.E.

We live in and as an ever flowing streaming of energy. This energy flows out of and is the Mystery that is so intimate, so close, that provides us with our very breath, that is our Source. We separate ourselves from it, from this streaming at our own peril. We become hardened cysts as we re-cyst the eternal flow.

Let us call this flow Newly Generating Energy. It is happening now, this moment, and every moment. It has moment-um. It is Continuous. It is C.H.A.N.G.E. which takes one of two forms. We are the ones who choose what it is to be.

This eternal flow that we are is either Continuous Hassle Amidst Newly Generating Energy or Continuous Healing Amidst Newly Generating Energy. This is who we are. One or the other. Hassle or Healing. We decide.

We are a closed and knotted fist against it all or we are open flow. What is this Newly Generating Energy that is so healing (making whole, making holy: heal, whole, and holy have similar roots)? It is not the energy of the world we have created for ourselves with its divisiveness, its angers, its separations. That is not the Newly Generating Energy. That is a carbuncle on the butt of God.

The Newly Generating Energy is the life force that births all, from the subatomic to the metagalactic; that births us and continues to birth us ALL. The NGE is the Flow that continues to manifest in all formations. We are embodyings of the NGE. When we identify with the Flow rather than the meat, our lives transform. Love the meat and be the Flow. That has been the way of our spiritual ancestors, spiritual gangsters all.

the soft glow of my awareness

3 a.m. -- Awaking from sleep -- the intermediate world between sleep and wakefulness -- I saw that to “have no other images before me” means to have no images at all in one’s consciousness -- none “before” me. I saw one, sometimes two, images floating in the soft glow of my awareness and my ability to make them disappear -- the lesson repeating itself in my mind -- “have no other images before me.” (Exodus 20:3)

Commentary: If you truly want to see, let go of attachments to your favorite images, to all images, of you, of others, of the world. Let go of self-hypnosis (hip gnosis).

Renegade Preacher

Dear Unborn Kin,

A little info to let you know who continues to write to you. I am a renegade preacher, a mouthpiece for the truth I hear in the marrow of my bones and the blood of my heart. Preachers are not popular anymore but when has that ever mattered when you know what you know and are compelled to speak it out loud. Though I do like the appellation of mouthpiece better. The mouthpiece gets out of the way and lets the client do the talking.

One of my favorite parts of the Bible is In Hebrews !3 where it refers to Jesus going “outside the camp.” This is where I went and still am. Outside all camps of formulated thought. Outside all camps yet seemingly welcome at every campfire. Like I said, renegade preacher.

Nothing to be done about it. Nothing I want to do about it. It's who I am and what I do. The next time I write I will move far away from this, to me, boring topic. Back to the condition of the world we find ourselves in today.

I hope all this that is happening now in 2014 has turned out well for you.

Your Loving Ancestor