Sunday, November 7, 2010

A Small Island in the Midst of a Boundless Sea

HUMAN EXISTENCE IS GIRT
ROUND WITH MYSTERY:
THE NARROW REGION OF
OUR EXPERIENCE IS A SMALL
ISLAND IN THE MIDST
OF A BOUNDLESS SEA.

~John Stuart Mill
Three Essays on Religion

Of Note: Sages are known for releasing the mysterious from the mystery. People flock to them in anticipation of finding Truth, Beauty and Light. Many do because they are ready; others leave in disappointment. A day is coming when the mystery of Life will be revealed to all. No longer will we ask a middleman for answers to the questions that besiege our minds: "Why am I here? What is the meaning of life?" Religion as we know it will no longer have a function; churchiosity will have gone the way of the dinosaur. In its place will be a functioning society that knows of its interconnection and lives by spiritual values on a daily basis. No special buildings needed. A spirit of cooperation and sharing will define Humanity. We are preparing for that time now. As we look around, the change we see as chaos is ridding the world of old forms. The change we call globalism is creating the infrastructure of things to come. We can ready ourselves by acting AS IF the spiritual values are anchored to the Earth right now. And what are these values? A love of Truth; recognition of the needs and rights of all; a spirit of cooperation and sharing; a sense of personal responsibility; and sacrifice and selflessness for the common good.

Today's Weather Report: Another beautiful day graces the northwoods of Wisconsin. Three days of these delightful temperatures with highs in the 50's are all that are forecast. After that the real fall will descend. The "real" fall is great too--every day is great--but it will be cold. Time to get out the winter boots, warm coats, gloves and hats. After that when we venture forth, we take on the look of a penguin. At least I do especially in my one-piece -50 degree red snowmobile suit. The cold and I do not always see eye to eye but with enough layers, it is comfortable--kind of. Must be my Texas upbringing. The folks born and raised in the northern climate can be found wearing no gloves or hats, though all wear boots because of the snow. One of these days, I will take a picture of my penguin look for all to see. Then everyone can have a good laugh.