Wednesday 27 July 2011
}Demonstrating Heritage{
Depression is possible, as the thoughts "What am I doing here?" What is my purpose?" "What is my career or mission?" percolate through dim answers.
Even remembering G*d might seem hard or impossible at times; as it is for most human beings all the time, because there is no education in what the greatest philosophers of the past have understood about Him. "To him that ordereth his conversation aright will I show the salvation of God." --Psalm 50. The notion that the Psalms have been superseded by Facebook, TV game shows and video games is so utterly absurd, banal, superficial and contemptible that I am sometimes ashamed of the human race. Or, more likely, G*d is ashamed of it. Reading and working with spiritual texts is one way to begin to "order one's conversation aright."
Enduring through dangers is a human potential, facing them; while being alert enough to avoid what is avoidable and overcome the rest. Yet is it not necessary to precipitate dangers deliberately, nor wise nor safe. At times one can rest in the enchantment of life, letting it cast its spell when that spell is a happy one; becoming childlike so that one can then accomplish something adult with that trusting optimistic spirit which can indeed achieve smoothly.
Some things are suspended so that others can come forward. At first this might seem like sterility. You can find in household, office or workshop routines a way out of drabness through drabness: By "just doing it" everything is better. You can rely on your inheritance of a strong and reliable genetic code to work with; not that your race or ancestry is necessarily better than that of others but that you can choose the best in it to exemplify. That gives both yourself and your ancestors accessible freedom, or a route to "the promised land" (as set forth in the Hebrew tradition).
You seek for personal advantage in startling ways which no one else would have thought of. Envy can become a sort of religious underpinning when it leads to stalwart effort, though if inspired by ideals it is more sustainable than by mere rivalry. You may be alone when surrounded by friends, because something in you is not understood by them and perhaps does not understand them.
Is life a contest? We tend to think of it that way even if we are of a dour moralistic or flaming idealistic caste. You want to fight for your rights, somehow, to attain the freedom you feel bubbling up from within. Such a desire may be wrapped up in the ardor of a fight for a cause or for someone else's rights. There are ways to go about it which are nonviolent and ultimately successful; only you can find them.
{Wednesday} {Demonstrating Heritage}
Cosmic Piper
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