4/25/2017

Who Knows?

Information is overrated. It is far more important to find out Who is being informed. In fact, we often use information as an escape from awareness.

In this age, we are addicted to knowing, entranced by an endless hypnotic stream of information. Yet most of the time, we're not looking for information at all; we're looking for connection.

We are not going to save the planet by throwing information at one another, but by loving one another. How can we become sane again? Let us engage in the sacred practice of Unknowing. Unknowing is Presence.
Right now, can you step out of the information in your head and become a naked Being, available to life? Can you awaken to the creatures around you, to the other at your side, to the breath of the sun?

How much information do you need to listen to a robin? How much knowledge do you need to let your heart beat? Or to love?

Unknowing is not ignorance; unknowing is the opposite of ignorance.

Ignorance is being mesmerized by a world fed to you from external media, until you have no inner life. But Unknowing is waking up the space beyond thought, the Clear Light streaming from your own heart.
You are not the clutter of knowledge. You are the Knower. You are the Light of the world.

4/24/2017

Be-wild-erment

Embrace bewilderment: be wild.

There is a forest of entangled miracles at the center of your heart. There Jesus calls his disciples, "Come away by yourselves into a wild place and rest awhile" (Mark 6:31).  He wants to recharge their energy with untamed innocence.

In the Old Testament, God calls Israel back to the wilderness: "I remember the unfailing devotion of your youth, the love of your bridal days, when you followed me into the wilderness, through a land unsown." (Jeremiah 1)

"True comprehension is bewilderment," wrote the young Martin Luther, when he was learning from Rhineland mystics like Meister Eckhart and Johann Tauler. Later, when Luther turned politician, he lost his inner powers, renounced mystical innocence, took up dogma, and joined the patriarchy.


Tauler wrote that God is "a simple hidden wilderness beyond being," and "a wilderness incomprehensibly wild... where multiplicity is lost in unity" (Sermon 60). Rhineland mystics like Tauler had nurtured the Protestantism of the radical reformers. They were almost entirely exterminated, not by the Catholic Church, but by Lutherans and Calvinists. Imagine how different Western history would have been had the Reformation kept its roots sunk in the mystics, rather than transplanting itself to the arid pseudo-rationalism of the Puritans!

Thus we now must look back to the Roman Catholic roots of mystical Christianity, especially among the Rhineland mystics, where Celtic monks from Ireland had been the first missionaries, rather than monks from Rome.

In the French version of the Arthurian Grail story, La Quest de la Sainte-Grale, the anonymous author, probably a Cistercian monk, tells us that "each knight chose to enter the forest where it was most overgrown, and there was no path."

The pathless wilderness where we meet God need not be on a mountaintop, in a desert, or forest. Wherever we are, even in the midst of market place or urban jungle, we may enter the wild places of the Heart, and be lost in Love.