Tuesday, August 26, 2014

A perfect faith, part II

When Christ spoke about the lilies of the field, and asked us to consider them, most certainly, he wanted us to consider the idea that the most perfect faith is clothed in nature itself, which arises from the heart of truth and expresses that truth in every crevice of its Being.

 There is no greater thing than our relationship and consonance with natural things, if the impressions of them fall deeply enough into us. From when I was a small child, I recognize that there was something in nature, in the beauty and perfection of its structures, that transcended the ability of the human mind to comprehend; and the no matter how we pick it apart with our sciences, we can never touch the beauty of the whole. I can never forget this; it has been ingrained in me always, a subtle, underlying cellular texture that is present to my inner sense of touch.

It brings me to this: thinking so much seems wearying at times. I'm investing in sensation; or, rather, it's investing in me. 

It strips away much of the need for thought. There is an openness in it that invites a participation of feeling quite distinct from my tendency to analyze. 

My interest in nature develops here. We pay far too little attention to our impressions of nature, which are the primary impressions we originally evolved to take in. There is a subtle relationship here which has been either romanticized or intellectualized over the centuries; and both of these forms of interaction ultimately represent a corruption of the need to take the impressions deeper into the body.

Here we discover the primal relationship of self to planet; and this question of "serving the planet", which all too often serves as a merely theoretical premise in inner work, delivers itself instead as a fundamental and practical engagement.

This isn't born from  the attitude or philosophy of John Muir or Thoreau, nor environmentalism or naturalistic theism; it is born in sensation and the living energy of the body, which is a part of nature, not apart from it. 

So here I am. How is this? 

Perhaps it is enough and does not need the additives of thought, which so often become preservatives, instead of nutrients.


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