Today In Eternity

I have not written for a while, so I expect my fan-base is waning. What fan base? We shall see who and what it is. There has been so much going on, but I am resolving to use this space, and others, to make sense of it, and then move forward.

I will use the material of life, mine, others’, and the world’s, to do this. For the very stuff of experience is what needs examined. Making sense of this and transforming this is the work of Yoga that aspires me forward. Turns my head toward the stars, and makes me think to share with the world.

It is not a matter of knowing, really, or at least not of knowing as we are accustomed to it, but of creating, or being a part of a creation that propels itself forward and changes, and in that sense is self-sustaining and evolutive. What do I mean by this? A seed whose fruit bears another growing seed, but changed and increased in capacity to move and proliferate. A whole new kind and type with new faculties and capacities. This is what the future holds for us.

And is there a risk of sounding fantastic? Of course there is. Is there a risk of being misunderstood? Of course there is. But perhaps this is where the future will take us if we want to go there. And what do we have to look forward to? Something entirely new unfolding among us. And here we have the opportunity to be a part of it.

Can anyone tell me what has gone on in the Middle East of late? We thank those who work for just and noble causes. We appreciate the opportunities that Life has laid out before us. And we seek truth avidly, like the bee seeks pollen to produce honey. All of this is fodder. Grist for the mill. So we take it and systematically work it in the cauldron of mystery that is the mind, hoping that by the effort, merely, of wanting, some magic will do the transforming and make in us the qualities that we somehow lack but know, deep-down, are our birthright.

How? I don’t know. Why? Because we are Children of God. Simply.

Oh, you should have seen the sun where I live today. So marvelous, so sincere, and stark and lighting the landscape so profoundly. It is walloping good. Snarls. Yes, googly wow.

We make for the hedges and beat the truth out like sound hounds barking the fox down and smiling in the glow of their low glory.

This needs considering and reconsidering. The travel journal that wishes to light the way for all to see. To make sense of and transform as we are all unparalleled specimens of the New Transformation.

What transformation? Ah, that is the Yoga that I am going to get at and how I will make the mark that is shooting its arrows through me, some of it making perfect sense and some of it making perfect non-sense, sensibly. Got that?

What did happen in the Middle East today? More explosions? Bless the brave and needy. For the brave have need of need, and the needy certainly need bravery. To make them brave, and increase the need. To know and think and move and hear with eyes that sense the Lord everywhere.

“In all things I am present, but of them I am none.” Who said that? A man named Gita.

In India, it was not uncommon for books to have names like people, and even to be given their own birthdays, or days of celebration. So, like the blasphemous polytheisms that proliferated without heed for right or wrong, everything under the sun was given its day of worship and reverence. Books no exception. There is a day, or so I was told, where books have their day of respect, their “birthday,” we might say.

And why not? There could be worse things to worship, no? At least they are a symbol for something, containing much that is potentially good, and much that is possibly the opposite, dark and destructive. That would be where we come in, wouldn’t it? That might be choice, wouldn’t it?

I will insert this blog as soon as I can, hopefully tomorrow. What did happen in the Middle East today? The healing of man? Tell me it is so…