We spend so much time looking outside ourself for inspiration, for direction. We expect that some outside influence has the wisdom we need to satisfy our longing. It is this movement away from the appointment of self that cripples our progress. If we are to find our way we must understand that it lives in us as our self. It is this appointment that is intended to guide us and reveal understanding. The masters of every discipline know something of this wisdom. Certainly some are the embodiment of the full measure of this wisdom. The discovery of self as the master, this is where we begin our fulfillment.

The Mystic Tourist

Christ and Our Lifetime

If anyone was ever misunderstood it must be Jesus. To begin with his last name was not Christ. We have projected so much on this person that he has become only what we want him to be. That is by definition fiction. The time for Christ has always been now. Christ does not live in the past or the future. Like anything else that we might experience the time for Christ is now. It is only when we experience something now that we can notice it in the past and the future. If the person of Christ were to walk among us today he or she would be considered by many, the Antichrist. We have fashioned for ourselves expectation that can not be met.

The responsibility of Christ resides with each of us but we have imagined the person Jesus to be the sole proprietor of responsibility. Having deified, a man, our expectations of him are a failure. All men are ordinary, there is no exception. That is the value and the message of Jesus.

The Mystic Tourist

The Sanctuary of Purpose

It is purpose that providence presents. All of circumstance arranges itself that we might recognize purpose. It is constant and unavoidable. Discernment of purpose from the collision, circumstance, can be confusing. Frustrated by this confusion we tend toward less vexing concerns. That lends more confusion to circumstance as the gravity of circumstance collects the motive of providence. While we busy ourself avoiding the purpose providence presents, the gravity of circumstance gathers what reveals purpose, should we take that path.

Out of our circumstance we manufacture a sense of purpose, somewhat removed from providence, pinning our hopes on some personal gratification. The longer we avoid the lure of providence the more obscure purpose becomes. This is due to circumstance and its gravity. At the core of all circumstance is providence. When we make providence our choice we are molested by the circumstance we have accrued. This can seem unsettling but it is really no big deal. As we address the aimless collection of untended circumstance providence reveals purpose.

It is purpose that is sanctuary and providence is its place.

The Mystic Tourist