The Tower of Babel
I like to think that God, in who, in case it has escaped your attention I have absolute faith in, encourages diversity in thought just as he does in nature.
With that in mind, do you recall the biblical story of the “Tower of Babel”.
“No. What’s it about.”
“It’s an Old Testament story, interestingly one that is shared by many diverse cultures such as in India, Mexico, Greece etc. Even our friends the Choctaw Indians in America have a legend of a similar tale.
Supposedly, shortly after the arrival of humans on the Earth, all of mankind spoke the same language and, as a result could share information and ideas. Mankind could communicate and co-operate completely.
Unfortunately mankind, having tired of living on the Earth, decided that they wished to return to their original home in heaven. So, they began to build a great tower, at a place called Babel.
Through building this tower they believed they would effect their escape from the earth, because if they built it high enough they could return to heaven directly. At least, that was the plan.
But God, who tends to be a little dark-natured in the Old Testament, looked down upon this and was displeased. Destroying the tower, he scattered the people, who had previously co-operated wonderfully and in harmony, across the face of the Earth.
To ensure that they would never again try such a thing, he gave them all different languages so that they could never communicate with each other to the same extent again.
Perhaps this is where the saying a Bab(b)le of tongues comes from? So that’s the story of how strife, trouble and different languages came to the Earth. But let’s look at it slightly differently.
What if the story was actually a metaphor for all the world’s people once sharing a common spiritual understanding, instead of a common tongue, at some point in the early history of Mankind.
Through this spiritual understanding they found a way to return to the world of the spirit, heaven if you like, instead of having to go through life in the world of matter. They could avoid this “vale of tears” as it’s sometimes known.
Now we have a situation where perhaps the purpose of the creation of man himself is in jeopardy. God’s plan for mankind was in danger. So, God destroyed this spiritual pathway or tower by destroying the understanding that came from this common spiritual faith.
Instead of creating different tongues, he created different religious faiths, different spiritual beliefs, giving a piece of the jigsaw of the truth to every new faith and it’s successors.
Now Mankind’s spiritual task became first to find that common faith again through journeying through life, or perhaps lifetimes, until enlightenment was found and humankind passed into the world of the spirit forever.
It’s just a thought but worth thinking on.
The last thing I’ll say about religion is this. I want you to imagine God as the centre of a wheel - the ‘hub’ of the wheel if you like.
Now all the people in Creation are the rim of the wheel. But without the spokes of the wheel, or religious faith, the hub and the rim are unconnected and so there can be no wheel. It would collapse.
Equally, if there were only one spoke, the wheel would also collapse. But the more wheel spokes, or different religions, thtat here are, the stronger the whole wheel becomes
Thus, diversity and tolerance, helped by forgiveness make the world even more whole - not less.’
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There is a voice there - speaking through you and it is the Eternal. Stillness.
No commentsThe Quickening
There is a lot of movement in the realm of the spirit as the transition from the masculine age to the age of the feminine continues. Connections, introductions, co-incidences, the shifting of values and the rise of the pathfinders who will lead this new age into being are increasing throughout the globe - the time of the Quickening is at hand.
Have you noticed co-incidences, people coming into your life, invitations, introductions, new doors opening that lead you to paths not yet walked? If so, you are part of the Quickening and have your part to play in the change of ages.
I certainly have as just as recently as yesterday, a meeting with someone has led me on the next part of my journey toward the fulfilment of my role for this time, while a fellow traveller is meeting the head of a Sufi mystic sect in the Middle East tomorrow. Look around you as paths are opening.
No commentsAll Our Moments
I left my family again yesterday to travel for what I do. They were still sleeping as it was a very early flight. As I kissed them goodbye while they were still asleep it struck me that life is lived through moments. I would carry this moment with me while I travelled. Their sleeping forms, their innocence and their beauty would stay with me while I travelled.
Then it also struck me that life is lived not just in our moments but in all our moments.
The moments of those who lives (however briefly, passionately and to varying degrees of connection) we have the privilege of sharing and those souls that we journey through time and eternity with - those souls to whom we are always connected in the timeless dance of our being.
No commentsIt Begins
I have finally committed to posting a book that I started many years ago into the blogosphere. The preface of the book The Way of the Noble Soul went up today on the site (see top). Funny that it took a trip to Dubai in the Middle East to get the time to make the shift.
I plan to follow it every two weeks with a new chapter. They are placed on the site to invite comment, stimulate discussion and encourage contributions from readers. Feel free to get involved.
It’s not perfect but it is definitely in the ‘perfecting’ mode - and that’s what life is about. Collaboration is welcome and let’s enjoy the journey.
No commentsEmergence
So the year draws to a close and the world is in turmoil because of its focus on the old masculine energies of competition and profit at all cost. Such things are meant to be. The world changes and this is the time of the turning.
As the world moves from the old masculine spirit back to the feminine energies (as the Great Cycle continues to turn) the market meltdown is only one symptom of the end of the Old Age. The increasing commitment to fundamentalist masculine beliefs and the atrocities carried out in their name as they fight the inevitable decline that has begun will regretably continue.
But through this the emergence and the re-birth of the feminine energies will continue. It cannot be stopped. New values are emerging and new ways of living. In the New Year I am taking this site to a more proactive status and will be publishing the first chapters of a new book here for your review and comment.
Those of you who have not done so already should also consider joining www.Rebelisland.net a social network dedicated to the re’volution of the feminine energies in business.
For now compliments of the holiday season and a new world to come.
No commentsSamhain
Welcome to the ancient festival of Samhain - the time when the barrier between the visible and invisible is at it’s weakest and those that have left this world on their timeless journey can draw closer to us.
This is the time when our Celtic ancestors celebrated their ancestors and the legacy of life and dreams, myths, magic and legends that they inspired - reflecting not only on those that have gone before us but on their own mortality.
In Celtic lands the passing of someone is always celebrated with a ‘wake’. This is not a sad time but a cause of celebration - a time to rejoice at the passing of the soul to a better place. This time, the time of Samhain was a perfect time to reflect and reconnect with those we have loved and cared for.
This is also a time of primeval energies when barriers fall and worlds merge. The tradition of ‘trick or treating’ came from these lands when on this - of all nights - but it was also done throughout the year - the earth spirits (the Sidhe or the faery) had to be placated - ‘treated’ or they would curse your lands (trick) and livestock.
Today our children take the role. Playful, in the moment, spiteful when crossed - who better reflects the earth spirits? Hallow’en (All Hallow’s Eve - the Christian festival of the Holy Souls which is tomorrow) is not a time of terror - but of reflection, reconnection and joy.
Happy Hallow’en. I’m off to fill my bags and drink the health of the ancestors and earth spirits!
No commentsDuty v Responsibility
One of the lessons of life that I have been priviliged to learn is to let go of what I have been conditioned to believe is ‘right’ and discover the ‘rightness’ for me.
A classic example of this is that I was brought-up to believe in ‘duty’ - what one must do. Duty was bound up with honour - therefore if you did not do your duty then you were not an honourable man. Now I recognise that these are outmoded concepts for many today but they were important to me.
The extension of course of not being an ‘honourable’ man was guilt. Now there is a useless emotion - one than binds us and brings us down. It serves no purpose except to control and limit our passions, our purposes and true, adventurous selves. It is a ‘programmed’ emotion and one which is designed to create conformity and control. The pain I have seen in people eaten up with it - their inability to live the one life they now have, all ruled by guilt.
I don’t ‘do’ guilt’ anymore and I no longer act out of ‘duty’. Both of these I believe are driven by the threat of shame and exclusion and serve no purpose in a rebel soul. We choose to live out of passion and purpose. We don’t do ‘duty’ but we do ‘responsibility’. For, taking control and accountability for our actions and engaging with others in a responsible manner is something that is driven by love. Love for oneself and love for others.
No commentsNagas and Mantis’s
I had a fascinating dream the other night. I was seated at a meeting of beings - all gods (the ‘god within me perhaps?) . One of them was a gentleman who was dressed as a Chinese Emperor and appeared to be kneeling at the table with his imperial gown covering all of his body - the other was human sized Praying Mantis.
As we got up to leave the table I noticed a snake’s tail being slid in underneath the emperor’ clothes and the tail was definitely his. He and the Praying Mantis - which I judged to be female - were deep in what appeared to be telepathic communication. Almost in equilibrium - the masculine and feminine.
When I came down to breakfast that morning I discovered that my young son (who had visited the Chester Beatty library in Dublin Castle the day before) had brought back a post card of an Oriental design on which were pictured nagas - serpents with legs and human heads. I thought that I had glimpsed this going to bed perhaps and this had been the cause of the dream but was assured that the card had only been taken out of his school bag just that morning.
Later with some Web research I learned that the emperor would be known as a naga - a divine human/serpent from whom the Chinese imperial lineage was derived from and that the Praying (Preying?) Mantis also had spiritual legends connected with it.
The dream made such an impression that I need to do some research on it but would be delighted if anybody could comment on the imagery.
No commentsLa Petite Morte
I came across something about ‘la petite morte’ recently - the French for ‘the little death’ or the period of blackout during or after sexual orgasm.
This blackout or intensity has often been linked to the ecstacy of enlightenment and is the intensity of the experience during communion with the Divine. It amuses me how religion has controlled or removed the power of sexuality from any form of faith in the Divine. How the very religions which are meant to celebrate and honour creation have also sought to control that creative process through rules of how and when it can make itself manifest in relationships - usually by controlling the feminine power. Yet the saints and mystics of these religions are the same ones who have dedicated themselves to achieving the ecstacy of divine union.
In ancient times sexuality and sex was as much a part of the celebration of life and spirit as any form of prayer or ritual. Girls would offer themselves at temples to celebrate the act of sex as the act of creation and acknowledgement of our place as co-creators in the world. The act of union of the divine in the masculine with the divine in the feminine is a powerful affirmation of the place that joy plays in creation and the power that ‘communion’ has to lift us to alternate experience. Where the ‘animal’ within us can unlock the bridge to the ‘divine’.
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