Communion is a wonderful term.Whoever coined it wouldn’t have in their wildest dreams thought of the happiness and innate joy that it would come to hold inside those nine letters.To me,its one of those magic collection of words that hold this mysteriously smiling fountain of unknown secrets.Little,intimate,treasured secrets that make your eyes sing and your heart smile.
And I believe that along with the gift of this divine capacity called life,we were also handed this key to the secret language of our new Home in this Cosmos.A capacity to listen to the very soul of our surroundings,speak to them and the infinite joy of being listened to,unconditionally and with an understanding that somehow is beyond the limits of our human comprehension.It chides,chats,chatters,persuades,sings and soliloquizes.
It is to me,a constant conversation of logic that most of the times we tend to shut off for more immediate,irrelevant activities.These days I have,unsure at times,attempted to listen patiently and have found it getting progressively interesting,and thoroughly enjoy the invariable after effect of being delighted at the end of it.
With each passing day,it gives you more humility and understanding.And without doubt,the sheer lunacy and stupidity of the invincibility that we, so naively see in ourselves.
And not surprisingly,George Carlin seems more relevant and more insightful,every time I go back to his works.
“These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete… “
Hope floats.
With all its imperfections,this piece of rock that we call home,is a wonderful world,after all.
We may come clothed as a dictator or a dervish, but the one thing that every living human being secretly longs for is communion. We are sometimes awfully foolish in our methods or sometimes blessed to strike the right chords. All of us here are engaged in that same pursuit, aren’t we?:-)
it sure is…
a great article. there’’s a lot that has changed for the worse but then there is a lot that has improved too. all said and done, life in this imperfect world remains a precious gift.
nice post,every now and then we as individuals need to stop and take stock of our priorities ,and correct our courses in life.
I so agree that “With each passing day,it gives you more humility and understanding.And without doubt,the sheer lunacy and stupidity of the invincibility that we, so naively see in ourselves” And yes.. despite everything..it is a wonderful world. My first visit here, you write very well.
if man knew the certainities of life,he would never have shaped the wheel. if he had known that the simple wheel, today has taken gigantic leaps and created painful craters on mother earth,he would have rested his thinking cells only to redesigh the scales of the serpent and the shape of the big apple,and of course scheme to bring the woman into his cave on her knees.
Great one- Hope floats yes!
Live on!