The silent places call our name. Speak to our hearts. With a message from our soul. Shh! Listen! Past sound For what emerges, appears, arises out of nowhere to evoke our action within the field of action with the right deed at the right time, in the right place, in the right way, leaving us with the wonder of its passing, and the longing for its hoped-for return.
The Wasteland meets Beulah Land, as it always does, at the edge of the coin. It is perspective all the way down. Now we see it, now we don't. We think it is like this, and it turns out to be like that. We know exactly what we need to know, and we don't know what we need to know, because we don't know what we know. This sounds "foreign, an enigma, a veil," until you stop thinking about it, and just see that it is so. We argue about what's what as though it matters what we say it is. What size shoe do you wear? I wear a 10.5 or an 11, depending on the shoe. Should we argue about which shoe size, yours or mine, is the right shoe size? How is that different from arguing which religion, including no religion at all, is the right religion? Or which political party is the right political party? Or which point of view is the right point of view? My shoe size depends on the shoe! I can't even be right about my shoe size! Only the shoe knows for sure! So, what am I doing arguing about anything? What are you doing arguing about anything? IT IS PERSPECTIVE ALL THE WAY DOWN! And even that is a matter of perspective! We find our own way, knowing that our way actually finds us if we let it, and we have no business telling it what it ought to be. Our place is to listen, to look, and to go with what calls our name, no matter what that might be. Joseph Campbell said, "Follow your bliss!" He didn't say it would make us rich, successful, the envy of the world. If money, success and the envy of others are our bliss, we are fooling ourselves and missing the boat. The boat to the farther shore. And there is no farther shore. And there is no boat. There is only here and now and what's next. What flows from here and now. What calls our name? We have to be right about it. Nothing matters more than that. What we think is important carries us to the Wasteland or to Beulah Land. They both are right here, right now, depending on our perspective. Everything depends on that.
Jesus did not say, "Do what makes you happy!" Jesus said, "Do what is worth living for-- and die for what you believe in!" He actually is quoted as saying, "If you would be my friends, pick up your cross daily, and follow me." He was going to die. He was going to die for what he believed in. It had nothing to do with atonement, forgiveness, redemption... It had everything to do with integrity. Jesus lived to be who he was even if it killed him, and he calls everybody to live like that. The cross in those days was not a trinket, a tattoo, a decoration, a pendant, graffiti, or a lucky (as if) charm. It was an instrument of death. Period. To pick up your cross was to die in the service of what you believe in. What is worth living for is worth dying for. What are you living for? Will you die for it? Doing it? Being it? Is money something to die for? What is really yours to do? To live for? To die doing? If we are going to be right about anything, let it be that. May we all die doing what is ours to do! And may we do it all our life long!