One is either curious about our origin and the journey we are on or not. Some seem to have no curiosity in this realm at all. Amongst those who are curious, a subset seems to settle into an explanation (religion or science, metaphysics or materialism) and become uncurious except within the bounds of the accepted explanatory system. A few keep an open curiosity yet give the matter little further thought unless prompted by a conversation or reading. Fewer still stay openly and assertively curious, refusing to create or follow a designated system of conceptual explanation, including the two current horses in this explanatory race: theism and science.
Who are we? Where do we come from and where are we going? The easy answer is an Imitation Zen one (for which I have no patience) uttered with vacuous sincerity: “We are no one going no where which is now here.” Bam! Slap you silly! One has given up one’s curiosity for a false nirvana.
My wide ranging deep thinking friend, Brad Olson, and I were puzzling over these questions of origin and journey this very morning at breakfast. Well, not so much with the questions but with the value of wrestling with them. (In previous conversations, we called it wrestling with the Angel, making reference to the story in Genesis of Jacob wrestling with the angel all night, refusing to let go until a blessing was received, even though he suffered a wounding (hip put out of joint) in doing so. (Perhaps this is why many folk don’t want to wrestle with these questions and settle into a schema: a less pain free life is sought, an explanatory blanket one can snuggle into.)
One is always wounded when struggling with these questions yet one always receives a blessing: a transformation of consciousness, increased awareness. One does not stop there. One explores the new territory with both intuition and logic. The new territory is only a temporary base of operation. At some point, one will be called to go out again, beyond all bounds and see. Future, past, and now collapse into one, one so vast and deep it will never be understood yet will always be understanding.
One remains curiously open to Cosmic Download.
Who are we? Where do we come from and where are we going? The easy answer is an Imitation Zen one (for which I have no patience) uttered with vacuous sincerity: “We are no one going no where which is now here.” Bam! Slap you silly! One has given up one’s curiosity for a false nirvana.
My wide ranging deep thinking friend, Brad Olson, and I were puzzling over these questions of origin and journey this very morning at breakfast. Well, not so much with the questions but with the value of wrestling with them. (In previous conversations, we called it wrestling with the Angel, making reference to the story in Genesis of Jacob wrestling with the angel all night, refusing to let go until a blessing was received, even though he suffered a wounding (hip put out of joint) in doing so. (Perhaps this is why many folk don’t want to wrestle with these questions and settle into a schema: a less pain free life is sought, an explanatory blanket one can snuggle into.)
One is always wounded when struggling with these questions yet one always receives a blessing: a transformation of consciousness, increased awareness. One does not stop there. One explores the new territory with both intuition and logic. The new territory is only a temporary base of operation. At some point, one will be called to go out again, beyond all bounds and see. Future, past, and now collapse into one, one so vast and deep it will never be understood yet will always be understanding.
One remains curiously open to Cosmic Download.
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