Joshua ~ good morning.
In my budding adolescence, and my early manhood, I explored my christianity. I could tell that something was missing. As children in our sunday schools we were shown a relationship between God and man that was magical and inspiring. It was an intense interaction, full of dangerous passions and unfolding power.
Yet what I saw then, and what I see now, is a society whose very foundations, it bricks and mortar, are all built with fear. On the instinctual, gut-level, reality of daily living people are more reactive and motivated by what they are losing, what they may suffer, than on what they may gain. In this world, the prophet of doom is our protector, the messiah of utopia our tormentor. The latter will only lead us to disappointment as we face the ticking clock of our mortality.
I had a history professor in college who said something I have never forgotten. When observing historical events, ask all the questions a journalist ask; who, what, where, why, and how. But as a good historian, you must ask one more question, so what. What was the significance.
I have often asked that of you, Joshua. What was your significance? What was the relevance of your earthbound visit?
Human beings tend to be “fear cattle,” and it is easy for me as one of those beasts to get lost in this construct we call reality, to believe that the world we have manufactured to buffer us from our deepest fears is the real world.
But what happens when a single human being quits being afraid? What happens when a self-aware being unplugs from the daily routines of controlled panic that pass for life? What will he or she see? Will it be like Neo in the Matrix, when he had experienced his mortality’s natural conclusion and realised there was more? Is this where the holographic exploration is taking us, to a world of energy crafted by perspective?
The significant moment of you walking on the water, was not that you were a god-being, but that you were a human-being. This was demonstrated by Peter’s request to be able to do the same thing, by his momentary willingness to see himself in a different light. He stepped outside the boat and stood on the water. For that moment, Peter was more energy than mortal. The surrounding construct did not rule his existence. But as soon as his mind plugged back into his environment bound by fear, he fell into the water and was subject to the surrounding storm.
This Saturday, I will take this body that I have, with all of its limitations, and run again to test it for the US Army, to see if it has the necessary minimum requirements of speed, endurance, and strength that we mortals have deemed as necessary to enter the battlefields of earth. I see that event playing out in two ways. Either I unplug from my surrounding fear construct, and run as energy, and a miracle happens, or I experience the natural conclusion of my mortality and fail the test. I can see either option provides some benefit to the unfolding of my personal mythology. Failure can provide redirection of my efforts, and a release from a struggle that no longer belongs to me. But living, even for a moment, as an energy being, will greatly strengthen my faith in its possibilities.
Joshua, I have often found that you are a guide who helps me discover a third door. And that is also a possibility here. In my struggles to decide whether I am Christian or not, I know that other Christians would look at me and see me as too heretical and iconoclastic to be one of their number. But any atheist who finds me praying, teaching, and believing as I do would quickly wrap the religious mantle around my shoulders and dismiss me as one of your followers.
I don’t know what I really am, or what you really are. And that embracing of not-knowing is the basis for my freedom in spiritual pursuit.
I do believe in a perfect path. There is a way to go that is perfect for me and fulfills every element of my inner council. Spoken word is interactive. Written word stays here. and Created word unfolds. My spoken word is the foundation of my relationships. My written word is my only real legacy. And I am the created word. When all three of these are together, then it is true that the Word gives life. I believe that.
My perfect path appears to involve writing. It seems to be the purpose of my existence here, my earthly visit, at least for this time around. I am to observe, understand, clarify, and express what I see in written form, words that will stay behind and take on a life of their own.
There are three writings that have been within me for a while, and I am going to privately build the note-base for those writings here on this site:
THE WORD
IRON AND CLAY
EAGLE FLIGHT
Keeper of the third door, I connect my life with yours, as best I can, day by day. Tomorrow, I may not believe what I do today. So let’s do what we can just in this day.