chu-slih, lay believers outside the establishment

 Some stayed outside the formal settings.

Layman Pang 

The man known to history as Layman Pang became a practicing Buddhist early and became so obsessed with the classic Chinese ideal of a spiritual-poetic hermitage that he actually had a thatched cottage built adjacent to his house. Here he spent time with his wife and children meditating, composing poetry, and engaging in characteristically Chinese musings.  

A story relates that he was sitting in his thatched cottage one day when he became exasperated with the difficulties of his path:

Pang: "How difficult it is! How difficult it is! My studies are like drying the fibers of ten thousand pounds of flax by hanging them in the sun." 

His wife: "Easy, easy, easy. It's like touching your feet to the ground when you get out of bed. I have found the teaching right in the tops of flowering plants.” 

His daughter, Ling-chao, hearing both outbursts, showed them the truth: "My study is neither difficult nor easy. When I am hungry I eat. When I am tired I rest.''

Another version of this story has the Pang family working with Sengsan's "The Great Way is not difficult for those who have no preferences."

Layman Pang explained at length how difficult it is to live in accordance with the Great Way.  

His wife: 'What is difficult about that? Everyone in the world is a Buddha!"  

His daughter: "There is nothing difficult or easy about it. When you encounter food you eat it and when you meet up with tea you drink it! That's all there is to it!"

Finally Pang decided to go the final step and sever his ties with the materialism that weighed him down and his daughter helped him wend his now-penurious way through the world by assisting him in making and selling bamboo household articles. Free at last, Pang traveled about from place to place with no fixed abode, living, so the legends say, "like a leaf." 

The image of Pang and his daughter as itinerant peddlers, wandering from place to place, made a searing impression on the Chinese mind, and for centuries he has been admired in China — admired, but not necessarily emulated.

(--from, Layman Pang and Hanshan, Lesson 18, The Study of Zen,  

This, too:

We do have the stories of two Chan poets who operated outside the monastic system: Layman Pang (740?-811) and Hanshan (760?-840?). They were part of a movement called chu-slih, lay believers who were drawn to Buddhism but rejected the formal practices, preferring to remain outside the establishment and seek enlightenment on their own.  (ibid)

You could say -- no inside, no outside -- or not this, not that.

Either way,  "There is nothing difficult or easy about it."

Each becoming itself.

becoming conscious

Panikkar goes on:

The Vedic Revelation is not primarily a thematic communication of esoteric facts, although a few of its sayings, as, for example, certain passages of the Upanisads, disclose some truth that is unknown to the normal range of human experience. But for the most part the Vedic Revelation is the discrete illumination of a veil, which was not seen as a veil but as a layer, one might almost say a skin, of Man himself. The Vedic Revelation unfolds the process of Man's "becoming conscious," of discovering himself along with the three worlds and their mutual relationships. It is not the message of another party speaking through a medium, but the very illumination of the "medium," itself the progressive enlightenment of reality. It is not a beam of light coming from a lighthouse or a powerful reflector; it is dawn. It is the revelation of the Word, of the primordial Word, of the Word that is not an instrument, or even a sign, as if it were handling or pointing to something else. It is the revelation of the Word as symbol, as the sound-and-meaning aspect of reality itself. If there were somebody who had spoken the Word first, by what other word could he communicate the meaning of the original to me? I must assume that the Word speaks directly to me, for the Vedas reveal in an emphatic manner the character of reality.  

In short, the fact that the Vedas have no author and thus no anterior authority, the fact that they possess only the value contained in the actual existential act of really hearing them, imparts to them a universality that makes them peculiarly relevant today. They dispose us to listen and then we hear what we hear, trusting that it is also what was to be heard. 

(79468301-The-Vedic-Experience-Raimon-Panikkar pdf )

Dawn.

Contains the darkness within it as it shines forth. 

only in the spirit

The notion of author-less authority.

Raimon Panikkar, in Preface and Introduction of The Vedic Experience, writes:

We refer, first, to the traditional notion of the apauruseya or non-authorship, either human or divine, of the Vedas. This theory is often been ridiculed as a contradiction of common sense and as a denial of causal thinking; or it has been taken as simply holding that theVedas have no "author" who has written them and no "mind" that has thought them. Without entering into the almost endless subtleties of the Mimamsa, we can simply say that at the core of this conception there is a desire to purify our relationship with the text and to avoid any kind of idolatry. Any one of us is the author of the Vedas when we read, pray, and understand them. Nobody is the author of living words except the one who utters them. The Vedas are living words, and the word is not an instrument of Man but his supreme form of expression. What has no author, according to the apauruseya insight, is the relation between the word and its meaning or object. The relationship is not an artificial or extrinsic relation caused by somebody. There is no author to posit the type of relationship which exists between the word and its meaning. To do this we would require another relationship and so on ad infinitum. When a word ceases to be a living word, when it ceases to convey meaning, when it is not a word for me, it is not Veda, it does not convey real or saving knowledge.  

This conception, paradoxically enough, rescues the Vedas from the grip not only of a certain God functioning as a primal scribe, but also of the Hindu tradition, which cannot be said to be the author of the Vedas. The Vedas without an author cease to be an authoritative book. Only when you become their "author," when through assimilation you are able to utter them, when you yourself are the proper origin, the auctor of the text, do the Vedas disclose their authentic "authority." The Vedic Revelation is not the voice of an anthropomorphic Revealer nor the unveiling of the veil that covers reality. In point of fact, the shruti is that which is heard (rather than seen), so that the metaphor of unveiling may sometimes be misleading, because it is not by lifting up the veil (and thus seeing the naked reality) that we are going to discover the real, but by realizing that the veil covers and conceals and that the discovery of this fact constitutes the actual revelation. To reveal in this sense is not to unveil, to lift up the veil, but to "reveal" the veil, to make us aware that what we see and all we can see is the veil, and that it is left to us to "guess"--or, as we would say, to "think"--reality, which is made manifest precisely by the veil that covers it. We cannot separate the veil from the thing that is veiled, just as we cannot separate a word from its meaning, or what is heard from what is understood. If I were to lift up the veil of maya I would see nothing. We can see only if we see the veil of maya and recognize it for what it is. The shruti is shruti when that which is actually heard is not merely the sound but all that there is to be heard, perceived, understood, realized. Our own discovery, our process of discovery, is part of the revelation itself. Only in the spirit are the Vedas Vedas. And now we can understand why for centuries they were neither written down nor expounded to outsiders.  

(from, 79468301-The-Vedic-Experience-Raimon-Panikkar pdf, Scribd. Preface and Introduction http://www.himalayanacademy.com/books/vedic_experience/Intro/PrefaceIntro.html 

Heard.

And still, yet, resonating prior to and following any wording, much less writing, of what is heard., 

rising from the dead

Standing in the middle,

not often loved by either side.

Who can do this?

No

One

I

Know

sounds

Less tomato sauce

Dog eats

Cat shakes on sofa

want to take a ride

We named our kitchen after Raimon Panikkar. 

There's something intriguing about his idea. 

The Cosmotheandric idea 

Panikkar (1973a:ix) has developed a cosmotheandric idea of reality, referring to three major religious traditions to which he belongs, namely the Christian Trinity, the Vedanta Hindu advaita, and the Buddhist pratityasamutpada. Panikkar (1993:ix-x) claims that this threefold pattern – traditionally speaking, “Theos-anthropos-cosmos” – are invariants of all religions and cultures in the world and adds that, according to the cosmotheandric principle there is an “intuition of the threefold structure of all reality, the triadic oneness existing on all levels of consciousness and reality.” 

Panikkar (1973b:74-75) claims that,  

     God and man are neither two nor one … There are not two realities: God and        man/world; but neither is there one: God or man/world … god and man are, so to speak,      in close constitutive collaboration for the building up of reality, the unfolding of history, and the continuation of creation … [this] cosmotheandric experience and reality that dwell within and are made available through the various religious streams of the world. 

Panikkar (1981:22; 1993:v-xv) says our cosmopolitan world has developed to a critical position that warns all forms of imperialistic and monistic thinking and acting that no religious group should emphasize the superiority of one religion, culture or tradition over peoples of other diverse faiths

 (--Hirschel Heilbron, Researcher in the field of Systematic Theology: Theologies of Religion/ Comparative Theology, in paper Raimundo Panikkar’s Religious-Mystical Bridge) 

Living with diversity, with its invitation to transcend binary thinking and enter the dance of inner intersecting triadic contemplation, beckons us out of familiar duality into twirling consciousness some call non-duality and its next incarnation.

Currently our culture is apt to destroy itself with an eradicating mentality set upon beating down and triumphing over what it perceives as opposite and the perceived need to obviate it. We've lived with the competitive eliminating mind for a long while.

However useful it was in its inception, it has become excruciating in its violent and domineering implementation in mental, physical, and spiritual spheres of human activity. The confusion wrought by antiquated thinking is imprisoning us in irreconcilable deliberation as to how to punish that which falls outside prevailing perception and choice.

Reality is revealing itself in ways beyond recognition. We long believed the sun revolved around the earth. Now we believe the earth revolves around the sun. Yet we have to consider that with further insight into the physics and ontology of matter, dark matter, dark energy, and the further unknowns of cosmic existence, new and stranger revelations will occur.

These manifestations of the workings of the boundless universe will emerge into our evolving and potential integral thinking that will leave our current schema of physics behind as one might leave behind their childhood neighborhood to discover new horizons throughout new worlds.

So too with notions of God.

We will reconsider how we view what we've called "persons."

Who we are, and what we are about, will, undoubtably, traverse and transcend everything we've known.

It will be a thrilling yet unnerving enterprise to travel into the yet undiscovered territory of mind and cosmos.

We will have to navigate the perplexing winding roads of confusion, innovation, and profound imaginative faith.

It will be Hadden asking Ellie in the film Contact, "Want to take a ride?"

be guilty of help

There will come a time when the United States' attitude and behavior toward those who long for safety, security, a life without fear, and a place of compassion -- will be reviewed and assessed with the cold eye of justice and humanitarian ethics.

Sicora told the audience that, for her, history provided useful guidance. “When slavery was legal and slaves were running away, and people were helping them, it was probably illegal,” she said. All of this, Sicora argued, was a matter of doing what one knows to be right, regardless of the government’s current position. When Warren’s verdict comes down, whether he’s found “innocent, of being a human being,” or “guilty of providing help to somebody who’s dying,” she suggested that “maybe we can all go out and put water wherever it’s needed.” 

As Sicora returned to her seat, 18-year-old Enzo Javier Mejia stood up. 

The aspiring doctor was not an Ajo resident, but instead one of the Montana State students who Warren had taken into the desert that day. “My parents are both immigrants — my dad’s from El Salvador, my mom’s from Nicaragua,” he explained. “They made that trek over to the United States back in the 80s and 90s. My mom was 7 years old. I have a little sister that’s 13 and I can’t imagine her doing that trek at that age. The fact that this community cares this much and is putting out water, food, and blankets means a lot.” These were things his family didn’t have, Javier Mejia said. “They walked here, miles and miles and miles,” he went on to say. “So, on behalf of them, on behalf of my aunts, uncles, parents, grandparents, thank you so much.”    

(--from, NO MORE DEATHS TRIAL OPENS AS MORE BODIES DISCOVERED ALONG ARIZONA-MEXICO BORDER, Ryan Devereaux, May 14 2019, 9:30 a.m. -- in The Intercept) 

The world is a frightened place populated by frightened people unwilling to look into the pervasive and paralyzing fear that pussyfoots in place of love -- love which is fearless, courageous, and realizes there is nothing to lose and nowhere to go in the face of love.

The face of love is a mirror image.

What glances back is what glances in.

Our current faceless anxiety needs to step up to the looking glass and look fearlessly at what is there.

What is there is not only the resemblance of our inner being, it is the future life of our present soul.

Be guilty of help!

Thank you so much.

now, then, where were we

Monday morning conversation with New York Times:

Ama Nesciri | Camden, Maine  

The House mulls. The Senate smirks. The Justice Department has been hired to defend a dodgy client whose fingerprints are all over indictable acts. The Supreme Court warms up in bullpen keeping eyes on subpoena scores, ready to come in and close out the game in favor of their manager. The people love the shtick and vaudeville act of the man who thinks campaign rallies and tabloid headlines are the quintessence of presidency.   

I resign myself to his mind-numbing nonsense muttering for six more years.   

There are, actually, real people in hospitals, hospice houses, nursing homes, and, yes, prisons who can be visited, conversed with, sat with, and loved. The artificial scripts of political theater are best discarded for authentic conversations with ordinary people whose suffering calls for real response and human presence.  

 Life outside the sideshow of our current administration calls to us for unambiguous healing response.  

(Opinion, An Imperial Presidency?  President Trump’s free rein from political norms puts the United States at risk. By Charles M. Blow, Opinion Columnist, May 12, 2019) 

May I go now?

what I will become

Jung and Merton juxtaposed for Sunday Evening Practice reading.

Earlier listening to The Great Divorce by C.S. Lewis.

Our practice is engaged solitude.

Naked presence. Letting go all that is not what is God. A zen diffidence without control allowing all that is not me to become what I am becoming.

When Jehovah Witnesses stopped by this week their literature said God’s name was translated as: "I will Become What I Choose to Become." (Exodus 3:14)

When I tried to remember it, I remembered: "I am becoming what I will become.” It's not easy remembering the future.

The retired lobster fisherman in hospital Saturday said he sees God in people.

The world is more wonderful that we can imagine.

to learn to know.

On a rainy Friday morning a series of sentences about education: 

My one addition to the mix would be to say that a purpose of education is to teach people to find the truth and, more fully, to learn to know.  That is neither happiness nor autonomy, neither citizenship nor employability.  A good university, it seems to me, helps students learn to engage by themselves with truth, goodness, and beauty (theory, practice, and relating) in a dynamic way that opens up and reinforces their being real people who can see what is intrinsically valuable in existence.  A central concern in that pursuit is truth. 

With best wishes,
---
(Jeremy Bendik-Keymer, Beamer-Schneider Professor in Ethics, Case Western Reserve University,  Cleveland OH
(—American Philosphical Association, APA Connect General Discussion Digest for Thursday May 9, 2019)

 It is about truth, isn’t it? 

dizzy, to ground

There is a turn to violence throughout the country. And the president is not so much the cause as the symptomatic explosion into the body politic. He appears as carrier. As patient zero spreading the infection.

The mass shootings, the unending and spreading wars, the taking of lives by suicide, abortion, domestic violence, police brutality, environmental cancers, stress related seizures, heart disease, mental instability.

It is a troubling time.

One wonders how sanity appears at all.

Something spirals in wobbly uncertainty.

Capitalism and corporate arrogance grind under heel those not interested or capable in wearing such shoes.

Sexual abuse, clergy crimes, misogynistic rhetoric, rape, sex slavery, prejudice and bias -- along with the fevered escalation of contentious bullying arising with it -- all signal something out of joint reflected in our communal physiognomy.

Hate ascends to surface.

Vituperative speech rolls over airways, launched from lecterns and cable news desks in ever-increasing volume. The swipe, the slander, the slurs, the cynical jargon -- all prevail.

Where are we arriving?

What is it we are cultivating?

When did we become so entranced with the unsightly?

Poet Gregory Corso, from his poem The American Way:

But man is strange and grows where he will
         and chalks it all up to Fate   whatever be—
America rings with such strangeness
It has grown into something strange and
         the American is good example of this mad growth
The boy man   big baby meat
         as though the womb were turned backwards
         giving birth to an old man
The victory that is man does not allow man
         to top off his empirical achievement with death
The Aztecs did it by yanking out young hearts
         at the height of their power
The Americans are doing it by feeding their young to the
         Way
For it was not the Spaniard who killed the Aztec
         but the Aztec who killed the Aztec
Rome is proof   Greece is proof   all history is proof
Victory does not allow degeneracy
It will not be the Communists will kill America
         no   but America itself—
The American Way   that sad mad process
         is not run by any one man or organization
It is a monster born of itself   existing of its self
The men who are employed by this monster
         are employed unknowingly
They reside in the higher echelons of intelligence
They are the educators the psychiatrists the ministers
         the writers the politicians the communicators
         the rich the entertainment world
And some follow and sing the Way because they sincerely
         believe it to be good
And some believe it holy and become minutemen in it
Some are in it simply to be in
And most are in it for gold 

(--Gregory Corso, in “The American Way” from Elegiac Feelings American. Copyright © 1970)

The unsightly doesn't see. It flails and rages

It poisons what it hits. 

If everything is turned to gold, nothing will be able to breathe.

I'd like to move on.

I turn and turn, looking this way and that, until landscape becomes blur.

I fall dizzy.

To ground.

was heisst du

A baby is born.

Two young men die stopping murderers from killing more people.

Birds call out from tree.

Monks in France chant psalms.

The day is upon us.

There will be coffee.

Toast.

Boiled egg.

Sausage.

A walk.

Visit to hospital.

What is the holiest name?

What is: the holiest name!

jean vanier dwelt among us

Jean Vanier (1928-2019) has disappeared through death.

Here's America Magazine's obituary.

And from an older interview:

What is love? 

Love is to reveal to someone: “you are beautiful and you have value.” That is the secret of love. It’s not primarily to do things for people, because then we find our glory in doing things. The secret of love is to reveal to someone that “you are precious,” that “you are beautiful.”

(--Jean Vanier, God Chooses the Despised: An Interview with 2015 Templeton Prize Laureate Jean Vanier, by Sean Salai, 5augi5, America Magazine)

We have been fortunate he dwelt among us. 

metaphors

East:

The color of the mountain
Is the eye of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva
The sound of the river
Is the ear of Manjushri Bodhisattva.
- Kyong Ho (1849-1912)

Middle East:

Jesus, God's disappearance
becomes Christ's resurrection, an emptiness
you become what is becoming itself 

West:

The experiment called America
is going into the books --
exaggerated results without proof 

Washington DC

What a wonder!
one man without integrity
trumps and loses a whole country 

yes?

yes

within and beyond, us

Yes, it does involve sadness.

And, invoking the novelist and theologian Frederick Buechner, Brooks told me that “faith is change.” It’s here one moment and gone the next. “It’s ups and downs, and it’s always movements. It’s a continued journey of exploration.” And it’s a journey that has created in him new desires. “The temptations of worldliness are very strong,” Brooks acknowledged, “and I’m now glad I have another anchor.” Brooks added that in some respects he’s sadder than he was, in part because faith offers a much higher ideal that we’re sure to fall short of, and can make one more aware of the brokenness of the world and more attuned to the suffering and pain of others. 

(—David Brooks’s Journey Toward Faith, In his new book, The Second Mountain, the columnist describes his path between doubt and belief. By Peter Wehner6:00 AM ET, 6may19, The Atlantic)

Perhaps that’s why we cling to a notion of a God who will do it for us if only we’d pray correctly and fervently.

That’s not going to happen.

Think resurrection. It’s something we don’t believe in. If we did we’d be devastated by its reality — namely, that what we think of as God died. That what we call Christ is the embodied incarnation of what we once considered God. That God has disappeared into creation, into someone completely receptive and capable of the transition, the resurrection, the “I have begotten you” of the scripture. The end of other as not us. The end of sending prayer somewhere else. The awful invitation to realize there is nowhere else.

Only here. As God is, here.

Look around. Cringe at the thought. God died. And resurrection is the new and continuing dwelling place of what we once thought of as God.

Completely different.

Wholly another.

Now tell me — is it any wonder so few engage in authentic love with the true, God?

Resurrection is a terrifying thing — but not for the reasons we think it is.

I can’t look at you without wondering who and what you are, whether we are who we might be, and if belief in Jesus has been a diversion from the true reality revealing itself before us, within us, and beyond us.

perfidious

Doing nothing, going nowhere

Morning arrives —

Ask me if I believe in god

Hard to figure

What the attraction

This charleton 

Several ugly men

Now occupy

The United States

God, if you can

Hear me, remind us

How sin corrupts souls

colloquy

Sin is heartbreaking absence or abuse of love. Whereas, redemption is healing and rebirthing the heart with love.

That’s what talking with the young woman in Maryland yielded after two hours Monday afternoon.

She has been touched by her church congregation’s anointing her with oil. Her heart has opened, she said.

out from shadows

Posting to nytimes: 

Bringing a pen to a sword fight is foolish. Unless you think there is hope for latent decency or authentic honesty. Problem is our republican hit men have been flushed out into the open and blatantly threaten the hostages they’ve taken in plain sight daring anyone still burdened with hope to throw down their worn out collegiality, don blindfolds, and face the wall.

 There’s always Latin: current et abscondam!

last night a lovely hospice patient

If you want to remain silent, do so.

If words have spilled out their meaning, just listen.

Tick of clock.

Sound of red Jeep rolling down road.

Thump of cat landing on floor.

Chainsaw as neighbor begins cutting logs, his annual sculpture stacking alongside dooryard drive.

This is no church, this Sunday morning kitchen.

Black plastic spoon stands upright in yoghurt.

feign and feint

Let’s declare politics anathema.

There might not be a thing of value to the people remaining in politics.

Cynicism, sarcasm, and tedium overwhelm us.

Then listen to right wing radio.

No end to it.

dominus tecum

Be still...

The greatest revelation is stillness. (Lao Tzu)

and know. 

louie, louie

Painting of empty bench by water.

Impressionist sweep of colors.

Blank card.

We write:

I don't have to look for you.
I know where you are.
You're right here, within me.

For Karin.

At Louie's death. 

לְהַשְׂכִּ֔יל

to make [one] wise,  לְהַשְׂכִּ֔יל  (le·has·kil,)

As though a tree or its fruit could make us wise.

As if the wood of a cross could kill us forever.

As if it were possible a hangman’s noose hanging from a limb could eliminate someone feared or hated.

As foolish as it sounds — as if speaking words at a wooden table -- of inauthentic protection of an unpleasant and unethical man — could diminish or explain away the dangerous deception of an untrustworthy precedent.

We are only made wise by recognizing, embodying, transforming, and transcending with humility the rancid reality exposed before us

behind barr's

The book will be "When the US was Trumped."

James Comey's essay will be the lead chapter.

a way that we can live connected

Reading Richard Rohr:

Heaven Now
The Eternal Now
Tuesday, April 30, 2019

Jesus’ primary metaphors for the Eternal Now are “the kingdom of God” and “the kingdom of heaven.” He is not talking about a far-off celestial heaven. “Look around you, look at the fields; already they are ready for harvest! Already the reaper is being paid his wages, already he is bringing in the grain for eternal life, and thus sower and reaper rejoice together” (John 4:35-36, Jerusalem Bible). Notice that Jesus says already three times. He is trying to tell us that there is a way that we can live connected to the Real and to the Eternal in this world. That path is surrendering to the here-and-now, whatever it offers us. We might just call this “the will of God,” yet it feels like nothing, like nowhere (now-here), and still it is where everything always happens to us. So be sure to be here now—and not somewhere else! If our minds or hearts are elsewhere, nothing really happens to us that matters or lasts. 

Nondual knowing is learning how to live satisfied in the naked now, which some called “the sacrament of the present moment.” This consciousness will teach us how to actually experience our experiences, whether good, bad, or ugly, and how to let them transform us. Words by themselves divide and judge the moment; pure presence lets it be what it is, as it is.

(--Richard Rohr's Daily Meditation) 

As thinks are reinterpreted and evolve!

neither birth nor death

Only mind.

Only awareness. 

The fundamental teaching of Buddhism is nothing but the doctrine of One Mind. This Mind is originally perfect and vastly illuminating. It is clear and pure, containing nothing, not even fine dust. There is neither delusion nor enlightenment, neither birth nor death, neither saints nor sinners.
- Han-Shan Te-Ch’ing   (Dailyzen)

Only you and me.

Even after I depart. 

We remain.

a bodily quality

The thought occurs during shikantaza: "Being what I am becoming."

Then, later, Thomas Aquinas:

Ad decimum dicendum, quod Deus dicitur omnem intellectus nostri formam subterfugere, non quin aliqua forma nostri intellectus ipsum aliquo modo repraesentet; sed quia nulla eum repraesentat perfecte. 

10. God is said to elude every form of our intellect, not because there is no form of our intellect that can represent Him at all, but because there is no form that can represent Him perfectly. 

Ad undecimum dicendum, quod ratio quam significat nomen, est definitio, ut dicitur IV Metaph.; et ideo illud est nomen proprie alicuius rei cuius significatum est definitio; et quia, ut dictum est, nulla ratio significata per nomen definit ipsum Deum, nullum nomen a nobis impositum est proprie nomen eius, sed est proprie nomen creaturae, quae definitur ratione significata per nomen; et tamen ista nomina quae sunt creaturarum nomina, Deo attribuuntur, secundum quod in creaturis aliqualiter similitudo eius repraesentatur. 

11. As is said in the Metaphysics: “An intelligible character signified by a noun is a definition. Hence, the name of a thing is proper if its meaning is its definition. Now, since no intelligible character signified by a name defines God Himself, no name we apply to God is proper to Him. It is proper rather to the creature defined by the character signified by the name. These names, though the names of creatures, are attributed to God, however, in so far as a likeness of Him is found in some way in creatures. 

Ad duodecimum dicendum, quod scientia quae Deo attribuitur, non est qualitas; et praeterea qualitas quantitati adveniens, est qualitas corporalis, non qualitas spiritualis, sicut est scientia. 

17. The knowledge attributed to God is not a quality. Furthermore, a quality that follows upon quantity is a bodily quality—not a spiritual quality, as knowledge is. 

(from, ARTICLE I This question treats of knowledge, and in the first article we ask: Is there knowledge in God? [ARTICLE S.T., I, 14, 1; I Sent., 35, 1; C.G. I, 44; XII Metaph., lect. 8, n. 2542 seq.; lect. 11, n. 2600 seq.; Comp. Theol., I, cc. 28-3 2.], Thomas Aquinas, Question Two, God's Knowledge)  Monks chant Compline. Day is done.

all things

 Where do you begin?

It is our human nature that beckons to discover within ourselves the whole
human world and also the entire reality. We are constitutively open — not
only because the whole universe can penetrate us, but also because we can
permeate all of reality. Anima quodammodo omnia (the human soul is, in a
certain way, all things) said the scholastics, repeating Aristotle.
(--from Preface, Intrareligious Dialogue, by Raimon Panikkar)

Where do you end?

And what is the middle ...

behold what is becoming what is to be

Why did Jesus die?

"Christ is the ideal of humanity become existent." (In, The Essence of Christianity, by Ludwig Feuerbach)

To embody, transform, transcend, and make real the new revelation that God is becoming what we are becoming.

What we are becoming is within us to be.

Behold what is within without!

cancelling

There is a dangerous uncertainty threatening our country.

Dangerous rhetoric from the chief executive.

Makes me ask — Is there any voice, any person, any corrective to the inflammatory, threatening, intimidating man posturing sole dominance and crude accrual of cynical rule in our shaky democracy?

Or has our time come? That time ending representative democracy and acceding to the will of a dominant minority?

Remembering.

Arnold Toynbee.

Signs of a collapse.

The end of America.

Given away by the people.

A television show.

Cancelled.

see through everything

Christ is the ground below us and the sky above us.

Jesus is one within earth and sky who realized and embodied each and all.

No separation now existed.

Where God is Christ is. Where Christ is Jesus is.

Where God is Christ is Jesus is you and I are.

The death event to separateness is the resurrection into new form of embodiment.

Some call it family, some community, some reality.

Some say it's name is consciousness, awareness, mind.

Our Buddhist friends say:

The pure wondrous dharmakaya of Amitabha Buddha is everywhere in the mind ground of all sentient beings. Thus it is said: “Mind, buddha, sentient beings: these three are no different.” It is also said: “Mind is buddha, buddha is mind. Outside of the mind there is no buddha. Outside of buddha there is no mind.”-    (--T’aego)   

Today is Easter Thursday. 

See through everything!

now this

This is what is now.

Now is what is this.

easter tuesday

I understand the form of government in the United States is changing from a democratic republic to an autocratic dictatorship.

That's just peachy.

 Now every citizen antagonistic to such change will have to travel to Washington DC to stand in protest until the offending parties to such a change are brought to their senses and relent their obtuseness and obstruction.

Citizens protesting will, of course, be fired upon, wounded and killed.

But they will prevail.

The offending president, senators, and sycophant hacks surrounding them will be taken down by a fierce battle between the know-nothing rump purists and the democracy infused revolutionaries supporting constitutional law and representative governance.

But for tonight, listening to compline in Maine from monks in France, I pull up covers.

And soon will fall asleep.

Christ is rising!