christ on a bike
Sunday, September 14th, 2008I don’t know why, but that has become my curse du jour. Often groaned while hunched over and clutching my poor abused lower back.
Does anyone else get the sense that the gods on Olympus are dealing and maneuvering? Inscrutable to us mere mortals, yet sooner or later, some city will be sacrificed in the deal, overrun by hammer-wielding giants and hell hounds.
In other news, are we fallen saints, looking for our lost goodness, or are we evolving towards ever-greater depth? The answer is, of course, both.
The Romantics are absolutely right: we did once walk with God and the Goddess, and bathe in the garden of eternal delights. But that garden didn’t actually or historically exist yesterday. We did not lose Spirit when we went from foraging to horticulture, or from horticulture to agrarian—we did not lose Spirit at any point in evolution, time, or history. We “lost” Spirit in involution, which is what happens when Spirit steps down into time in the first place. And when did that occur? Prior to the Big Bang; prior to your own birth; but most important, prior to the point right now where you recoil from infinity. Growth to goodness is indeed a recaptured goodness, but a goodness lost in involution*, not evolution. With that simple understanding, both views can be honored.
Ken is wordy, but damn he’s a sharp guy.
In a similarly-themed post (in the “forward? back? both.” way, not in the invoking-hell-hounds way), Clarissa outed me: I’ve made a little nest for zeitgeist. Err. Yeah. We’ll see if the eggs hatch. Personally, I am not holding my breath.
On the other hand, if Christ were around these days, my guess is he’d get around on a bike. And dig on hip-hop yoga.
Involution means, roughly, the movement from a higher to a lower—in this case, the movement from spirit to soul to mind to body to matter. Each step down renders the senior level “unconscious” (or involved and absorbed in the lower), so that the final result is a Big Bang that blows the material world into existence, a material world out of which evolution will then proceed in the reverse or recapitulating order, matter to body to mind to soul to spirit, with each step unfolding (evolving) that which was previously enfolded (involved), not in any rigidly set pattern or clunk-clunking of stages, but as unfolding atmospheres of subtler possibilities, unfolding waves of being in the Kosmos.