low bellies of clouds hover. is this the end of the drought? is this the end of the beginning, or the beginning of the end? does that even matter? it's raining in the now, and that's the only certainty any of us ever possess. right now, it is raining. full stop. i keep thinking this thought, the thought i think for all of us, "we are not made for this shit." we're not. we don't belong here. this place is killing us. but we got ourselves kicked out of the garden, and there's no one to blame but ourselves, because we had fair warning, informed consent, and caveats. and we keep getting ourselves kicked out of gardens, because we just can't help but break that shiny new toy. because you won't really be happy until you chew out all the flavor and stick the leftovers in your hair. and it's true--i've seen it--it's all fun and games until someone loses and eye, or a heart, or sanity. and then, katy bar the fucking door. because it's like what dr gonzo says, "when the going gets weird, the weird go pro." the secret is, the garden we got kicked out of is hiding in plain sight...it's between us when we love, when we live real lives, and i believe Jesus says that over and over and over because it's so important. the kingdom of God is now, is here, is real, is between us and expressed best when we get our bullshit out of the way, when we stop faking happiness and relationships, and just be, in the now.
but i digress...it's raining. it's raining right now. and in two minutes or two days or two weeks it might not be. i keep thinking this thought, this thought i think for all of us, "we don't have to live like this." we don't have to be mean and nasty when we say no. or disagree. we have just absolutely got to stop thinking of things in terms of "us" and "them". we are them. them are us. if we only treat the people we love well, the people who look or think or vote or marry or die or live or church like we do, it's really not much of a stretch. and frankly, it's just not enough. it's not enough to be personally responsible. it's not enough to just take care of yourself. i mean, it's getting the job done, you continue to respire and participate in the human experience...but you have got to learn to share. there is ENOUGH, and somewhere, someone has got a need that someone somewhere can fill. and then, there's Jesus, who tells us that our neighbor is whoever is near us, where ever we may be, and that loving our neighbor is only second to loving God. and then, you have to stop and realize that Jesus really, really, really meant what He said, because he went around DOING that very thing. it's not a hard job, but it's a job that requires your very life. no, really. but this is entirely doable. and it must be done. it's a mandate. and we have to get serious about it, and make it look real and meaningful in our own lives.
the now...so holy, so fluid, so mysterious...like silence, the minute you start talking about it, it's gone.
it's raining, now.
mil besos,
rmg
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we have just absolutely got to stop thinking of things in terms of "us" and "them". we are them. them are us. if we only treat the people we love well, the people who look or think or vote or marry or die or live or church like we do, it's really not much of a stretch. and frankly, it's just not enough.
MLK said that "someone's gotta' have sense enough to love."....or he said something like that! It's really true. From my experience, though, it gets really difficult when you feel like it ain't payin' for you. Like the more you give the more at risk you are. And that's true. Our personalities and ego develop to kind of cope with the world, to keep ourselves safe, at bay, protective, and closed off enough not to get burned. Right?
So what do we do when we step out and give openness a try? What happens when that leaves us feeling like we got burned? At that point it seems like it's kind of a leap of faith.
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