Posts Tagged ‘human’

Lately, I’ve been thinking of the boldness of it all, and I have a sneaking suspicion that the Morrigan wanted, desperately wanted Cuchulainn to reject her offer.

I wonder if it would be possible, in this late hour, to redefine the word religion. There are those who would say it is not necessary, that religion is in the proper box, where it belongs and needs no new definition, but I think it does.

Caging them in threats of eternal damnation or salvation, religion has stolen the story of mythology, the story of science, our human freedom. I think we need a new definition of religion that includes the mysticism of mythology and the understanding of science; one that embraces them within the arms of the natural process of becoming. This, rather than painting it as do or die and decorating it with sin and dogma and stiff ceremony, will be my definition of religion divorced from any denomination or dogma.

Or perhaps rather than a new definition of religion, it would be more appropriate to say that we need a better way of describing and engaging the process of maturation from a guided childish religion into a responsible and natural human way of being in the world.

That is where I take issue with the stigmatisms of religion. It doesn’t allow us to grow out of the spoon fed way of being a child religious and in to the spiritual responsibility and obligation of adulthood. Religion may well be in the proper pedantic box, but it is a box that few ever can break out of.

So let us now reject that form of being of religious and open the door to becoming Human.

Lately, I’ve been thinking of the boldness of it all. The boldness of deconstruction. The boldness of the void. The boldness of reconstruction. The boldness of healing of our enemy, religion.

It starts when we are born into this age, into the inherited ways of being, the historically determined meaning of religion.
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Renowned for his wisdom, Solomon had spent half his life pursuing wealth, and another large chunk pursuing wisdom, and when asked which was better, he replied:

“The fear of God.”

I think Solomon might have had it wrong.

Bold words I know, but when you think about it, he could have at least articulated himself a bit better.

I think he got it wrong.

Neither wealth, nor wisdom, nor fear of God is better.

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At times the singing voice of Mananaan Mac Lir rises above the din of the sea to reach my ears in a symphony of longing and serenity.

At other times, the din of silence drowns his voice out. At times, the noises of my thoughts chasing and bleeding into one another destroy all sounds, and strain as I might, I cannot hear the singing.

Perhaps this is the way it is supposed to be. Perhaps not. Perhaps I am on the wrong path. I don’t know. All I know is that this is the way it is, for me, currently. I have to start where I am. We all have to start where we are.

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Somewhere along the line, somewhere between the advent of agriculture, or by the latest, the Council of Nicaea… somewhere between there and Francis Bacon we lost the plot. Completely and totally lost the plot and got caught up in what might be termed the age of comfort, or the age of industry to produce comfort at the expense of anything.

Lost the plot of our place in nature. Lost the plot of our soul. Lost the plot of species, individual and collective. Lost the plot of cyclical time. Lost the plot of tribe or clan or family. Lost the plot of the wisdom of our race. Lost the plot of our place in the universe.

Lost the plot.

We have been quite good at losing the plot, but then again, we have also had a lot of help from what I am very tempted to call false prophets. Not being a judge however, I will refrain from actually saying it, yet I am very tempted. Make no mistake, the help we received was likely more often than not good intentioned.

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But for now we are in trouble. We have been raided. We are dead. We find ourselves in the paradoxical moment that is both death and birth.

Do we need a book of the dead?
Do we need a book of the living?
Could the book of the dead also be the book of the living?

This great book could show us the way into life within death, death within life. What wonders await us?

What perils?

Is there such a book? Is there a book of the living and of the dead, or should we leave the dead to the dead and seek a new way of living? A way of living that arises out of the death. Where is the way to move from this terrible moment where we are not dead yet we do not live, where we have perished, and have been birthed? Is there such a book to show us the way out of this terrible moment?

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