Grouchogandhi was right. I couldn't hold out a week without writing a blog article. He told me introducing myself as an ex-blogger wouldn't impress the ladies.
I've had a hard time working up any anger this week. That's a good thing. It's been very peaceful.
I walked and played with my dog. He's a big almost-a-year-old mixed breed German shepherd/husky and/or malamute and/or rottweiler and/or your guess is as good as mine with floppy ears I got from a shelter in January. He's figured out how to escape from his wire crate when I'm gone without opening the door. Like Krypto the Superdog, he bends the bars and pushes his way through.
I went to the
Indian burial ground near here for a few minutes of meditation. Very peaceful.
On Tuesday I went to Atlanta for a surprise 40th birthday dinner party for a long-time friend. Most of the people there work in the healing arts. It was a very laid-back and peaceful group, even with the beer and wine flowing.
On Wednesday, I had coffee with a friend who is an artist and Reiki master. Again, very peaceful.
I had dinner last night with a Mason (
Bro. FA in
Small Town Freemasonry Part 4) and his wife. We rehashed the lodge events of 2005 that led to the creation of this blog, but I didn't work up any negative emotions about it. It's over.
I posted
photos from the Indian powwow held back on May 5-6. The final picture in the slideshow shows an older gentleman and a child. That's Bro. TW from
Small Town Freemasonry Part 4 and my son.
I looked through some of the drafts of articles for the
Taper I'd begun but never finished, including one that was set to explore the roots of my anti-religion feelings. I'll probably never finish that one, as I'm no longer angry at the adulterers who shot each other, the sex pervs, the drug addicts, the alcoholics, the crooked cops and the two pastors with their hands in the till who were my "leaders" when I was growing up in my Southern Baptist mega-church.
This morning
Grouchogandhi pointed out to me that
an awesome collection of paintings and sculptures from the Louvre is on display in Atlanta through September, including Nicolas Poussin's
Et in Arcadia Ego, the painting shown in
my previous article. A trip to the museum will be a fun field trip sometime this year, maybe as a counterpoint to a visit with the crazy Klingons at
DragonCon.
I've received many emails of friendship and support this week. I'm glad the
Burning Taper is a part of your regular blog-reading day. And I appreciate all your public comments, too.
One commenter said I should seek professional help. He might be right. Maybe we can get a group rate.
One emailer psychoanalyzed me and philosophized that my loss of anger last weekend was caused by chemical changes in my bloodstream and brain, brought on by sympathy from being around sad and mourning people. He may be right about the effect, but he misdiagnosed the cause.
Another emailer said he was glad to see my heart finally prevailed over my head. He (
Bro. JW in
Small Town Freemasonry Part 4) is one of the few Masons from my lodge that I sincerely respect. He's been reading the
Taper since its inception, but until now hasn't communicated with me. He's been through a lot in the last year and a half, and I didn't even know. I'm sorry we didn't stay in touch. I would have liked to have been there for him.
I especially liked
Masonic Traveler's comment suggesting I had delusions of grandeur of being a Jedi. While I certainly don't think of myself as a swashbuckling Luke Skywalker, the
Star Wars story is a superb re-telling of the Grail legend, or more specifically, it's a prime example of Joseph Campbell's
universal hero monomyth.
In my personal version of the universal hero's monomyth, ostensibly to save the princess (Freemasonry), I've traveled to the Death Star of my soul, and found myself staring back at me. It's no coincidence, I think, that I introduced the movie
Star Wars to my eight-year old son less than two weeks ago.
Dismiss this as psychobabble if you will — that's what this is, my psyche babbling — but I answered the Call to Adventure, went down into the Belly of the Whale, traveled the Road of Trials, had the Meeting with the Goddess (
SacredFems.com), made the Atonement with the Father (see
Sun of God), experienced the Apotheosis (the lifting of the anger on my drive home from Bro. Bozeman's Masonic graveside service — compare Saul on the road to Tarsus), and now have arrived at the Freedom to Live.
I think the change within me is due to the fact I've returned to living in the present, and not the past (or future). When I started looking for peaceful things and peaceful people instead of angry things and angry people, peaceful things and peaceful people immediately came back into my life.
To complete my
monomyth, I guess I should bring back a "Boon for Mankind" from my Abyss. It's simply this, best I can tell: Live in the moment; it's all we have. We can't change the past, but only our attitudes towards it. Let go of the anger or frustration you might have towards the dismal state of Freemasonry in so many locales. Let go of the anger or frustration or resentment you have toward any aspect of your life. I'm not saying don't work towards bettering things. And I'm certainly not saying you have to "work within the system" (of Masonry or of any system) to fix it. I am saying, though, that if you look for the problems, you're going to find them. And if you focus on solutions, you'll find
them. In his book
The Power of Now, Eckhart Tolle teaches this (and "coincidentally," the book fell open to the exact passage I was looking for):
What is the power of Now?
None other than the power of your presence, your consciousness liberated from thought forms.
So deal with the past on the level of the present. The more attention you give to the past, the more you energize it, and the more likely you are to make a "self" out of it. Don't misunderstand: Attention is essential, but not to the past as past. Give attention to the present; give attention to your behavior, to your reactions, moods, thoughts, emotions, fears, and desires as they occur in the present. There's the past in you. If you can be present enough to watch all those things, not critically or analytically but nonjudgmentally, then you are dealing with the past and dissolving it through the power of your presence. You cannot find yourself by going into the past. You find yourself by coming into the present. (page 75)
On how to deal with problems in your life:
Wherever you are, be there totally. If you find your here and now intolerable and it makes you unhappy, you have three options: remove yourself from the situation, change it, or accept it totally. If you want to take responsibility for your life, you must choose one of those three options, and you must choose now. Then accept the consequences. No excuses. No negativity. No psychic pollution. Keep your inner space clear.
...If there is truly nothing that you can do to change your here and now, and you can't remove yourself from the situation, then accept your here and now totally by dropping all inner resistance. The false, unhappy self that loves feeling miserable, resentful, or sorry for itself can then no longer survive. This is called surrender. Surrender is not weakness. There is great strength in it. Only a surrendered person has spiritual power. Through surrender, you will be free internally of the situation. You may then find that the situation changes without any effort on your part. In any case, you are free. (page 68-69)
It's amazing how many times I've read those passages in the past several years, and then forgot them, letting my consciousness drift back to the past, or to the future, instead of living in the Now.
But you can always return in the blink of an eye. The Force is with you, always.
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Down at the bottom of this page, and every page on The Burning Taper, is a countdown timer set to December 21, 2012, the "Mayan end of time." That date is the last date on the Mayan calendar. Today, it says there are 2007 days left, and since this is the year 2007, what better time to talk about it? I mean, we only have five and a half years left.
