Your vision will become clear only when you look into your heart. Who looks outside dreams. Who looks inside, awakens. -Carl Jung Continue reading The Student (again)
There are moments in time when we try to reassemble life’s rich pageant; assigning the pieces as neatly and securely as we can into a box of our own subjective thinking; a box that hasn’t any room for fresh interpretation. The analysis is so in sync with the cerebral brain that we fail to sit back and enjoy the epiphanies that are present especially when the pieces of this puzzle seem not to fit as we think they should…if our narrative comes together, we call it a miracle, if not we’re disgruntled. We tend not to appreciate that in the perforations of this chaos there are considerations waiting for our attention. It is only when we trip into overload from this temporal way of thinking, thus spilling forth into the mysteries, do we expand our thoughts into the universe of a higher understanding. It is then, I come to realize that what I don’t know is more than I thought I knew and I’ll never know it all. Thus, I stand blessed and open to all there is on the road of perception raining down in the pale moonlight. This is mindfulness at its best, waiting to hand you something you didn’t have an inkling you were in need of.
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Joseph of Arimathea took from the Vessel a host made in the likeness of bread. As he raised it aloft there descended from above a figure like to a child, whose countenance glowed and blazed as bright as fire; and he entered into the bread, which quite distinctly took on human form before the eyes of those assembled there. When Joseph has stood for some while holding his burden up to view, he replaced it in the Holy Vessel. -The Quest for the Holy Grail, trans. Pauline Matarasso
Joseph of Arimathea comes down to us in history as the man who claimed the body of Jesus and buried him in his family tomb. But legend gives that he collected the blood of Jesus at the crucifixion and journeyed to what is now Glastonbury and founded the Abbey there, linking him to the Arthurian legend. The vessel or chalice he used is the vessel used at the last supper and is forever known by its proper name, the Holy Grail.Continue reading Mysticism Of The Grail
“We cannot change anything unless we accept it.”
“My boat strikes something deep, at first sounds of silence, waves. Nothing has happened; or perhaps everything has happened and I am sitting in my new life.”
-Rumi Continue reading Turn the Page
The Joke… A man’s told by a voice to sell everything he owns, go to Las Vegas with the money and play blackjack at Harrah’s. He does this and loses everything. In anger, he cries out to the voice, “you tricked me“, upon which the voice answers back, “damn”.
Carl Jung said at the time of meditation or prayer was when synchronicity is most prevalent. The myth is that in times such as this, Hermes the Trickster has entered the room. But the Trickster tricks us into opening the boundaries we create to our true calling in life.
The Trickster’s a manifestation of the ultimate mystery and loves causing strife. He knows that conflict deepens the soul and renews faith if you Continue reading Jung, the Trickster & April Fool
Your vision will become clear only when you look into your heart. Who looks outside dreams. Who looks inside, awakens. -Carl Jung
You look inside upon the vastness of the soul and realize how much you don’t know; you are a witness to your own inhibitions and ignorance. The canyon walls are inflected with beauty and ugliness, which in itself draws you Continue reading Onward To the Palace of Wisdom- The Student
Be a light unto oneself–The Buddha… Awareness is a state of mind in which the observer with its choice is not–Krishnamurti… History as a whole is a progressive, gradually self-disclosing revelation of the Absolute–Schelling… The secret of life is to be who you are, true to yourself– Joseph Campbell… The dream is the small hidden door in the deepest and most intimate sanctum of the soul–Carl Jung… Life’s work, the study of things themselves in the streets of life in the night–Jack Kerouac…
And what is your favorite quote?