August 21-B, 2022

Hidden Falls 01 09/07/2011 Oil Paint Rendered — Hanging Rock State Park, Danbury, North Carolina
There is a way of assessing a person's
degree of health
referred to as "ease of functioning"
by two Canadian researchers
working on the questions,
"What is health?"
and "What is the difference
between good health and bad health?"

"Ease of functioning" is a helpful way
of thinking about what we are doing
and how we are doing it.

Are we making things easier
or more difficult
for ourselves and others
by the way we are living our life?

How simple/easy is it 
for us to be who we are,
doing what is ours to do?

Who we are and what is ours to do
is one thing.
What we do and how we do it
is another.

We live to express/exhibit/incarnate/unfold/
disclose/reveal/etc. who we are.

There is something in us,
within us,
that yearns to get out
and be what it is
through the way we live our life.

Call it "the self."
Or "our soul."
Or call it "Pert,"
or "Dingle."

It doesn't matter what we call it,
just know that we are not alone here,
and free to do whatever we want
with our life.

A Giant Sequoia is not a Giant Squid,
and has no business pretending to be one.
Human beings, however can pretend to be
whomever they think they ought/want to be.

Human beings can strut around like gods,
or sit and stare at a wall.
They can live any way that suits them,
even though it may not fit them at all.

The trick with being human
is to cooperate/collaborate with
our self/soul in doing what is
ours to do,
by being what/who we need to be
in order to do what we need to do
in doing what needs to be done. 

The Indian (as in India) chaste system
started off as a good idea,
with people doing what they needed to do
in the service of what needed to be done,
but it got off the rails by forcing people
to be who their parents were,
regardless of who/whom they were equipped to be/do.

Who we are is as individual as our finger prints.
We live to find out who we are
and what we are capable of.
That cannot be assigned to us at birth,
or before we were born.

"What is the face that was yours
before you were born?" 
is the question.
(Or, "Before your grandparents were born?"
would free us into the uniqueness of our
particular configuration
of Original Nature and Innate Virtues).

There can be no expectations!
No requirements!
No caste!
Each of us must be free to be
whom we are capable of being
with "ease of functioning."

What comes "naturally"?
Do you think just anybody 
could be Seth Curry?
Or Helen Keller?
Or that you could be just anybody?

We live to discover/be who we are
with our particular drift of shtick/knacks/gifts/
daemon (The Daemon [sounds like diamond,
without the "d" on the end] is an angelic
gift to the world which can become
a demon if it is not allowed 
to bloom/blossom/come forth as it is] is.

We live to find and be who we are
within the circumstances--the time and place--
the here/now
of our living.

We are not "free to be whatever we want to be,"
but we must be free to be whomever we are!

We live to make it easy to find and be whom we are.

But we get sidetracked along the way.
And the metaphor of The Garden of Eden
plays out in the life of each one of us.
The only way back into the Garden, remember,
is through death and rebirth,
dying to the life we are living
and being resurrected into the life
that is truly our life to live.

It is the story of Jesus in Gethsemane.
Dying to be whom we are
by breaking out of the caste we were born into,
and living to exhibit who we are born/built to be,
anyway, nevertheless, even so.

It is hard to align ourselves with
what should be easy from birth--
because we do not get the right kind of help
from the start.

The right kind of help being
that which assists us in waking up
to whom we are
and living to exhibit/express/be that
through the way we live our life
from the beginning.

That is the legitimate place of the church
in our life,
and it has betrayed its responsibilities
and obligations in heretical and blasphemous ways
throughout time.

And here we are.

Now what?


Published by jimwdollar

I'm retired, and still finding my way--but now, I don't have to pretend that I know what I'm doing. I retired after 40.5 years as a minister in the Presbyterian Church USA, serving churches in Louisiana, Mississippi and North Carolina. I graduated from Austin Presbyterian Theological Seminary, in Austin, Texas, and Northwestern State University in Natchitoches, Louisiana. My wife, Judy, and I have three daughters and five granddaughters within about twenty minutes from where we live--and are enjoying our retirement as much as we have ever enjoyed anything.

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