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Saturday, April 26, 2014

Easter Sunday 2007, I am not I

Easter Sunday
Milesva Monastery 
Mark 16: 1-18

And when the Sabbath was over, Mary Magdalene, Mary the mother of James, and Salome bought spices, so that they might go and anoint Him. And very early on the first day of the week, they went to the tomb just as the sun was rising. And they said to one another, “Who will roll away the stone for us from the door of the tomb?”
And looking up, they saw that the stone was rolled back—and it was very large. And they went into the tomb. There they saw a young man sitting on the right side, clad in a white robe; and they were beside themselves with amazement. And he said to them, “Do not be startled; you seek Jesus of Nazareth the Crucified One. He is risen; He is not here; see, there is the place where they laid Him [his body]. But go, and say to his disciples and Peter “He will lead you to Galilee. There you will see Him as He promised you.”
            And they went out and fled from the tomb in great haste, for trembling and astonishment had come upon them; and being awestruck, they were unable to say anything to anyone about what they had experienced.
When He had risen early on the first day of the week, He appeared first to Mary Magdalene from whom He had driven out seven demons. And she went and told those who had walked with Him, as they mourned and wept. But when they heard that He was alive and had been seen by her, their hearts could not grasp it.
After this He appeared in another form to two of them on the way as they were walking over the fields. And they went back and told the rest, but they could not open their hearts to their words either.
Afterwards He appeared to the eleven themselves as they were celebrating the meal. He reproached them for their lack of openness and for their hardness of heart, because they had not wanted to believe those who had seen Him, the Risen One.
And He said to them, “Go into all the world and proclaim the new message from the realm of the angels to the whole of creation. Whoever unites his heart with it  [believes] and is immersed in me [baptized] will attain the salvation. But whoever closes himself against it does not let the power of selflessness into his heart [does not let the power of My Self into his heart] will meet his downfall. And spiritual powers [these signs] will stand by those who unite themselves with it and will attend their path [believe]: Through the power of my being [in my name] they will drive out demons; they will speak a new language; serpents they will make upright, and poisons they are given to drink will not harm them. They will lay their hands on the sick, and give healing forces to them.

Rembrandt
Easter SundayApril 8, 2007
Mark 16: 1-18

Christ Jesus was entombed in a cave with large stone rolled over the entrance. When He rose, His rising was accompanied by an earthquake.  The foundations of the world were shaken by this mighty event, for Death itself had been infused with a new form of Life. An angel rolls back the stone, revealing the place where the transformation of the world had taken place. The earth shone with a new light.
The cave is also a picture for the human heart. Each year Christ dies into us, is buried in each and every one of us. And every year at Easter He rises in and through us. Who rolls away for us the stone from the tomb of the heart, the stone of hardness of heart, of not wanting to believe and trust that He lives? He who was entombed is now alive, in us, and everywhere. He lives in the very light that shines, lives in the very air we breathe. He walks in the spirit before us. We seek to find Him, for He is the very meaning and essence of our true being. We know that without Him, we are not complete. We know, in the words of the poet:

Simeon Solomon
I am not I.
            I am this one walking beside me whom I do not see,
Whom at times I manage to visit,
And whom at other times I forget;
The one who remains silent when I talk
The one who forgives, sweet, when I hate,
The one who takes a walk where I am not.
The one who will remain standing when I die.[1]

The One who walks beside me, before me – He whom I do not see –  because of Him, I know that the grave is empty. Because of Him, the heart is full. In Him, I too will rise, through Him, into new life.







[1] “I Am Not I”, by Juan Ramón Jiménez, in Risking Everything, ed. By Roger Housden, p. 19


Wednesday, September 11, 2013

7th September Trinity 2010, I Am Not I

7th August Trinity
Luke 10: 1-20


After this the Lord appointed seventy-two others and sent them two by two ahead of him, before his face, to every town and place where he himself was about to go. He told them, “An ample harvest, and few workers! Ask the harvest master, therefore, to send out workers to help with the harvesting. Go: I hereby send you out like lambs in the midst of wolves. Do not take a wallet or knapsack or sandals; and do not pause to greet anyone on the way.

“When you enter a house, first say, ‘Peace to this house.’ If a son of peace is there, your peace will alight on him; if not, it will turn round and come back to you. Stay in that place, eating and drinking with them, because the worker is worth his wages. Do not move around from house to house.

“When you enter a town and are welcomed, eat what is set before you, and heal the sick and tell them, ‘The kingdom of God is close upon you.’ But when you enter a town and are not welcomed, go into its streets and say, ‘Even the dust of your town that sticks to our feet we are shaking off (to your face). Yet be sure of this: The kingdom of God is approaching ’ I am telling you, Sodom will be better off than that town on that day.

“The worse for you, Chorazin ! The worse for you Bethsaida ! Because if the deeds of the spirit that occurred in you had had occurred in Tyre and Sidon, they would long since be sitting in sackcloth and ashes as a sign of their change of heart and mind. But Tyre and Sidon will be better off on the day of decision than you. And you, Capernaum , won’t you be exalted to the skies? You will go down to the depths.

He who listens to you listens to me; he who rejects you rejects me; but he who rejects me rejects him who sent me. “

The seventy-two returned with joy and said “Lord, even the demons submit to us in your name.”

He replied, “I saw Satan fall like lightning from the sky. Here, I have now given you authority to trample on snakes and scorpions and on all the power of the enemy and none of it shall ever hurt you. But do not be glad that the spirits submit to you; be glad that your true being is taken up into the world of the heavens (that your names are recorded in the heavens).


7th August/Sept Trinity
Sept 5, 2010
Luke 10: 1-20


Living things breathe. They open and expand, contract and close, only to open again.

Our souls, too, have their times when they expand in joy, contract in sorrow. Even in the tight circles of grief, we will experience that one day, our grief will be turned to joy. John 16:20

Christ works closely with individual souls. Yet His working wants to expand. He sends out seventy-two to prepare His working, to ‘harvest’ ready souls. They are to do so peacefully, respecting the right of refusal that each of those other souls has. Their basic task is to spread the good news of change, of transformation, of the renewal of human evolution. They are to help remove the impediments to change.

After a period of expanding the work outward, the seventy-two return. They report with joy that the Christ power working in them, the power of love, overcame the destructive beings impeding others. Christ affirms the positive in their report of changes made. But He also expands their goals further.

The good news from the realm of the angels is that each soul has a true being. This true being is what is good in us, which manifests in our transformative deeds, founded in love. This true being has an abiding existence, beyond the transitory changes of the mortal world.  ‘Be glad that your true being, your names, have been written into the world of the spirit.’ Luke 10:20 Our real existence, our real being, is anchored in another, invisible world.

The words of the poet Jimenez illustrate the nature of our true being:

My Soul and Me, Simeon Solomon
I am not I.
I am this one walking beside me whom I do not see,
Whom at times I manage to visit,
And whom at other times I forget;
The one who remains silent when I talk
The one who forgives, sweet, when I hate,
The one who takes a walk where I am not.
The one who will remain standing when I die.[1]


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[1] [1] “I Am Not I”, by Juan Ramón Jiménez, in Risking Everything, ed. By Roger Housden, p. 19