120408 0521 Easter Morn
The ‘pearl of great price’ is you. It has no value to others save the source from which it came; and goes towards. And in this sense do I attempt to integrate: "We are all meant to be mothers of God, for God is always needing to be born." --Meister Eckhart . . . into this day and the ordinary of my life.
I have never experienced success with the classical exercise or forms of meditation. Instead I fall asleep and ‘sleep the sleep of the ‘damned’ or ‘perchance to dream’? No I don’t think so for it more like surrender to me either way.
I value river stones over gems. The metaphor is exclusive to life lived here on our planet which is equally our nest so dependent upon the work of water is it. For here we are all family; cells with in a whole body, no part of which is to be feared or despised, loved and accepted without exception.
Virgin Birth, Death, Resurrection are to me like stones in the rock polisher of our soul; without gender or physical insemination. Here I am thinking of Confucius, a bit of Buddha, Mohamed I know to little of and obvious of Jesus who tumble together like stones in a flooding river through my mind consciously. More often than not empty, save for the flow of being awake or asleep.
Eckhart implies the reverse of my sense of: St. Peter admitting us to Heaven; for St. Peter unlocking our preoccupation with survival (immortality, safety and wealth) and admitting Heaven into us.
Sins of omission/commission are crimes I’ve committed and projected upon those against whom I protest or hold in angry regard. This is passing away slowly. Yet my boulder of prejudice and bigotry, though lashed and laved, remains rough, intransigent. If I can forgive myself perhaps the boulder will become the river. All mountains, in time, become deserts. We cannot change the world, or cosmos, only ourselves. “Nothing is ours except time.” --Marcus Annaeus Seneca
I am not ashamed to confess synchronicity. To be led, as I experience, in joy, through gardens of thoughts tilled and expressed by others in order to better express my own. (paraphrase) --Michel de Montaigne
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“In the great scheme of things, what matters is not how long you live, but why you live, what you stand for, and what you are willing to die for.” --Paul Watson
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