We have survived as long as we have not for our normal humans. They tend to function sort of like deer caught in headlights. They just stand confused or just keep doing what they are doing. We have survived because some of our kind had natural traits so strong they couldn’t conform to our unnatural ideas and prejudices.
Now where you personally fall between the extremes of the profane and the sacred can only really be discovered through self-reflection. Any extreme will do the same thing to you as it would to anyone else. It’s void for anyone in any direction if taken too far, but if you visualize the sacred and profane as diametric points on the medicine wheel, if you naturally lean one way or another, this is a blessing and not a curse. The only damned are those who view themselves as such. You can tell them easily, because they go around uttering the same phrase in a thousand seemingly different ways. Their whole conversation amounts to “Damn you, and you and you too!”
“Are you saved?” “Are you saved?” “Are you saved?” Yes. False front on the actual message.
I saved a bunch of money by switching to Geico. Yes. I am saved by the words of the gecko! In MasterCard I trust! And may you all be touched by his noodly appendage.
So, shall we discuss how to find our way on the path of the profane or sacred as the case may be? If people want to, I would like to invite you to share whether you feel oriented toward the profane or the sacred.
How do we find our path? Ah, your path, finding it, it’s just a facet of your total path. A colour your personal light might show.
For me it all depends on the topic. I am very profane about some things, but cherish as sacred others. It probably doesn’t depend on the topic, because we all naturally nudge a topic at least gently in the direction of our own orientation. It’s really the only way we can feel like we can make sense of any information.
I come here dressed as an Amish man because I admire their sense of “sacred”, yet realize it would never work for me. Excellent my friend. “Tis a gift to be simple, tis a gift to be free, tis a gift to be down where we ought to be. To turn and turn shall be our delight till by turning, turning we come round right”
Your thoughts are welcome. Be well friends.