“THE GREATEST OF ALL THE ACCOMPLISHMENTS OF 20TH-CENTURY SCIENCE has been the discovery of human ignorance.” Lewis Thomas, Lives of a Cell. “OUR IGNORANCE, OF COURSE, HAS ALWAYS BEEN WITH US, AND ALWAYS WILL BE. What is new is our awareness of it, our awakening to its fathomless dimensions, and it is this, more than anything else, that marks the coming of age of our species.” Timothy Ferris, Coming of Age in the Milky Way.

Saturday, June 11, 2016

Irreducibly Whole



Our paradoxical completeness refuses to resolve in favor of one pole of our being or the other. Absolute AND relative (universal AND specific) is our irreducibly whole nature. We are the impossible integration of the divine and the human, immortal and mortal. 

Long ago, a man named Yeshua was said to be both human and divine, or "spirit made flesh." But what else could anyone be made of? Play-Doh? 

Sometimes we seem to be critters, other times we seem to be immaculate space. In truth, we are beyond both categories---all-inclusive. 

Monday, December 14, 2015

Utter Reliance on the Utterly Reliable

What alternative do any of us have but to utterly rely upon The Luminous? 


All is Given: we depend on Grace. 




Who we really are is bright and complete, quite beyond the numberless causes and effects of the ever-fluxing body-mind-world. As for the latter, on and on it goes and where it stops nobody knows. What we can clearly observe is that whatever appears is self-releasing: it cannot last. Every chord resolves into the next instant of music. C'est la vie. Live with confidence in the natural, automatic release of each moment of appearance.

Today I'm in physical pain, because despite attending 3 or 4 yoga classes a week, I threw out my back yesterday while playing with my dog. This morning, I'm popping muscle relaxants. Tomorrow? For all I know, I might become humus in the soil tomorrow, like my three beloved dogs buried in my backyard. It's not my call. I depend on Grace. In certain illumined moments my dependence on Grace becomes such self-release that I experience only boundless joy. But I must put up with all the bound moments in between, as cheerfully as I can.

AWAKENING IS A PROCESS. It's as if we are riding aboard a train; we may as well set down our luggage on the way.