Journey.
What is the story of humans but one of genesis and return, of descent and ascent? All the books humans deem holy speak of this -- the Qur'an, the Tanakh, the Bible, the Buddhist sutras, the Book of Mormon; even the Old Dude, Lao Tzu, in his Tao Te Ching.
Journey.
Where we came from, our descent (which means both a fall and our line of ancestors) and where we are going, our ascent (implying transformation). All the holy books, all our revered explanations of us, say that we are on a trip, voyaging, casting out into the deep.
Jour-ney means how far we can travel in a day (jour). We go as far as we can while there is light. At night we hunker down, build artificial light, tell stories of the journeyers who have gone before. That is, until we lit the globe so that jour is all the time.
We have lost the rhythm of descent and ascent. Some say we are perpetually descending now, that all is lost. Others say no, we have just begun our ascent, having finally rid ourselves of those old stories we told around our night fires.
But if we listen carefully to our own heart, we can hear the thump of its closure, a door shut with finality, followed immediately by its opening with as much assurance as it closed. It had to be closed before it could open, and open before it could close. Closure or openness standing alone means nothing. Each requires the other for its meaning.
I see the feet of those walking this aeon path. We are part of that parade. Our lives consist of genesis and revelation, of the great fall and eternal return.
Journey.
Our souls burst with happiness, with joy for the pleasure and the gift of participation.
There is a caution here. Jesus said it well: I must work the works of him that sent me, while it is day: the night cometh, when no man can work. This refers not only to individual death and transformation, but to species death and transformation. We can work on the physical plane for only so long, then we move to a different plane. Humans will work no more. What is born out of humans will work.
Journey.
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Wow. Beautiful. Lots to think on here.
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