Our world is so rushed. It seems that rush means success. As determined and sinister minds focused on financial success, our natural world suffered an unraveling. As the natural world gave way from the beauty of nature and crumbled under industrialism, acting with heart and soul gave away to actions of the mind. People look(ed) toward material items to fill the gape caused by their soul's severance from the natural world.
God speaks to us through intuition. Division from our intuition separates us from God. I think of the movie (I haven't read the book.) The Golden Compass, and the scene where the child is separated from his daemon. The severance immediately cuts the child off from his intuition or wisdom (Sophia) which is the source/path to God. I think the destruction of the world's natural places is exactly like this. It is like someone taking a laser and shearing humans from their consciousness, wisdom and intuition. Many humans are severed from their core, from God.
We have been cut off not only physically by the cementing and paving of the planet, but also spiritually as many religions focus on written word and human actions. No amount of visits to church can fix this, either. People say to know God, but do they really? Are they just going through the motions of the mind and body? Or are they just mimicking what they see others doing and thinking, "Oh this is it!" The mind is a powerful place and has the capabilities of performing all kinds of tricks on us. I'm guessing that anyone who truly knows Jesus, it is because they truly know them self. And this ain't something they learned in a church. It's something that happens because their intuition is still intact. Have you noticed that when one speaks of God being inside in regards to the soul that they point to the heart, right between the breasts at the heart Chakra, not at the head. Try it. Try to say that God is in you and point to the head. It doesn’t feel right. Yet, many of us live in our minds, not hearts, and claim to "know" God.
As a society, we are misguided by our religious leaders, by what we read and see on TV, by what we are taught in school…it's all shallow. Even the Gnostic Society, which has some great stuff, has it wrong. Their prayers and rituals are nothing more than mirrors of the prayers and rituals of the Catholic Church.
The Gnostic Societies webpage has daily mediations. It quotes the Gospel of Thomas quoting Jesus: "When you make the two one, and when you make the inner as the outer and the outer as the inner and the above as the below, and when you make the male and the female into a single one, so that the male will not be male and the female not be female…"
Instead of focusing prayer and within ourselves on a gender neutral Divine Power, which Jesus flat out tells us to do, the Gnostic Society separates the male from the female in prayers. They revere Sophia and the Divine Feminine, yet prayers and language are laden with dominant usage of God as a male. The Gnostic Society has A LOT of meaningful teachings and great information. Along with the Bahá'í, they come the closest to actually hitting on something of merit, yet they still seem to miss the mark. Neither faith seems to have any female leaders, either. Both sit unbalanced.
I didn't mean to have a diatribe on religion, how inadequate it is or to criticize people's faiths. What I am actually doing is research on is the new moon. I am thinking about January 1st again, and how it marks the "New Year". I'm still thinking how ridiculous it is to try and begin the New Year and resolutions in the dead of winter. I am still thinking of the true meaning of Epiphany and about New Moon celebrations in Sami, Kefalonia, Greece. I am finding out how in ancient Babylon, their New Year began with the first New Moon/first visible Crescent Moon after the Vernal Equinox. And trying to tie it all together with how human beings are severed from their natural beings, Mother Nature and ancient traditions.
But somehow, all the above emerged instead. Sometimes, it's a straight shot, but other times intuition saunters us on our path.
As always, thanks for reading.
27 February 2009
25 February 2009
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Mardi Gras Should be the New, New Year's Eve
Oh come on, let's face it, very few people keep their New Year's resolutions. By the time January 20th rolls around, many people have abandoned the ridiculous attempts to keep in line with those resolutions. Making New Year right in the dead center of the Dark Days needs rethinking.
Traditionally, the winter was a time for rest. When we lived in a more tribal time in tune with Earth, the dark cold winter days and nights sent us indoors. The ground and animals rested. We rested until the light of day grew longer then we emerged like sleepy hungry bears ready to begin the cycle again.
The Dark Days begin after Halloween when, suddenly, the days are markedly shorter. That's when the debauchery begins with the feasting of candy on Halloween. Next we move into the gluttony of Thanksgiving which marks the beginning of the holiday season, and for another month, we spend our time gorging.
By New Years, we may be ready for a change. So we try to set resolutions in motion, but our cell memory of a different time is still too strong. Many of us fail.
Mardi Gras happens anywhere from the middle of February to the middle of March depending on where Easter falls in any given year, and the parties begin about three weeks before the actual day of Fat Tuesday. Around Groundhog Day, February 2, the days are markedly longer.
When the days grow longer and Spring emerges, a new sense of renewal arises. We could mark New Year at Groundhog Day, but even sometimes the groundhog is too sleepy to admit that Spring is encroaching. Besides, at that point, Mardi Gras celebrations are beginning. Many of us just aren't ready to let go of the Dark Days.
Mardi Gras is a time of full on debauchery. Having lived in New Orleans for two years, I can attest to this from first hand experience. It is a time to truly get it all out of your system. It is one last gluttonous blow-out before the season of Lent begins. For those of you who may not be familiar with it, Lent marks the 40 days before Easter, not counting Sundays for reasons listed on Wikipedia, of which I don't recall learning. I can't speak for other faiths, but Catholics, who started it all, have to give something up, abstain, for those 40 days before Easter. I was always taught that it was to show God how much we revered Him. It's also supposedly to represent the 40 days Jesus spent in the desert fighting of the temptations of the devil.
But I'm not here to try and find or give an opinion on the true history of Lent. I could care less.
What I am saying is that the start of lent, after a season of rest and or debauchery ending in the big bang of Mardi Gras marks a much more sensible time to begin resolutions. Seasonal depressions lift as the days grow longer. Longer days mean that it will soon be warming up which makes it a hell of a lot nicer to go outside and get out of the cave. In the natural world, everything is changing. It's a good time for us to make changes, too.
That's my intuitive opinion.
As always, thanks for reading.
Traditionally, the winter was a time for rest. When we lived in a more tribal time in tune with Earth, the dark cold winter days and nights sent us indoors. The ground and animals rested. We rested until the light of day grew longer then we emerged like sleepy hungry bears ready to begin the cycle again.
The Dark Days begin after Halloween when, suddenly, the days are markedly shorter. That's when the debauchery begins with the feasting of candy on Halloween. Next we move into the gluttony of Thanksgiving which marks the beginning of the holiday season, and for another month, we spend our time gorging.
By New Years, we may be ready for a change. So we try to set resolutions in motion, but our cell memory of a different time is still too strong. Many of us fail.
Mardi Gras happens anywhere from the middle of February to the middle of March depending on where Easter falls in any given year, and the parties begin about three weeks before the actual day of Fat Tuesday. Around Groundhog Day, February 2, the days are markedly longer.
When the days grow longer and Spring emerges, a new sense of renewal arises. We could mark New Year at Groundhog Day, but even sometimes the groundhog is too sleepy to admit that Spring is encroaching. Besides, at that point, Mardi Gras celebrations are beginning. Many of us just aren't ready to let go of the Dark Days.
Mardi Gras is a time of full on debauchery. Having lived in New Orleans for two years, I can attest to this from first hand experience. It is a time to truly get it all out of your system. It is one last gluttonous blow-out before the season of Lent begins. For those of you who may not be familiar with it, Lent marks the 40 days before Easter, not counting Sundays for reasons listed on Wikipedia, of which I don't recall learning. I can't speak for other faiths, but Catholics, who started it all, have to give something up, abstain, for those 40 days before Easter. I was always taught that it was to show God how much we revered Him. It's also supposedly to represent the 40 days Jesus spent in the desert fighting of the temptations of the devil.
But I'm not here to try and find or give an opinion on the true history of Lent. I could care less.
What I am saying is that the start of lent, after a season of rest and or debauchery ending in the big bang of Mardi Gras marks a much more sensible time to begin resolutions. Seasonal depressions lift as the days grow longer. Longer days mean that it will soon be warming up which makes it a hell of a lot nicer to go outside and get out of the cave. In the natural world, everything is changing. It's a good time for us to make changes, too.
That's my intuitive opinion.
As always, thanks for reading.
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