Job, Yahweh, Satan, and Sophia

Though some would want me to not consider God and instead relax into a free-floating emptiness, I do consider God. Here we go.

Both Jung and Henry Corbin point to Job's encounter with Yahweh as a definite turning point for Yahweh and his masculine good old boy friendliness with one of his sons, Satan. 

Yahweh tells Satan (on a bet instigated by the boy): take Job and do anything you want to him short of taking his life. The bet was that Job would renounce Yahweh. What's a human to do? You have two celestial powers plotting against you and toying with your life.

Job keeps his integrity while Yahweh loses his cool. Yahweh eventually opens to his femininity through the influence of Sophia (Wisdom). Grace and compassion and mercy come into existence rather than righteous indignation, anger, and vengeance. 

We humans are going through a similar process today. Masculine pussy-grabbing and other violent assertions against all genders, all life, and the Earth Herself are beginning (just beginning) to be supplanted by the powerful energies of Sophia, Feminine Wisdom Goddess. 

This is what Christ was all about.

Relationship

Jesus said: There are some standing here who will not taste death before they see the kingdom of God come with power. (Mark 9:1)

This applies to us today. While we are still embodying as this flesh, we can see (experience) the vast realm of Relationship existing between and among the infinite points of light sprinkled from the subatomic through the metagalactic and curving back in on itself with no bounds; the points of energy we call protons and electrons and photons and suns and stars and galaxies.

It is this vast "emptiness" in which all things reside which provides the realm of contact of everything with everything, of all with all. Communication, communion, is instantaneous. This is power. 

This can be seen, is seen, before the physical body drops, passes on, returns to dust. We see this with our spiritual eyes, our eyes of fire and of light.

God is not some being floating in the sky. God is vast open and powerful Relationship, the reverberations that hold ALL this together. We also are these vibrational soundings. We not only see, we hear "the kingdom of God come with power."

Conspiracy

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. The same was in the beginning with God.  (John 1:1-2)

Not "a" beginning, "the" beginning. No multiple beginnings. Only one beginning. What existed before the beginning? Ex-ist means to come out of. What did the beginning come out of? We have no words. If we do, they are not enough.

The Word began at the beginning. Word: an exhalation of creative energy. Ex-hale. Hale: healthy, as in hale and hearty. Exhalation: breathing out hearty healthiness. At the beginning, there was a breathing out of healing heart. 

"The Word was with God and the Word was God." The Word and God were both separate and the same. What/Who is God? God is That which was in the beginning. We do not know God's history. There was no history. We can make up history (and we do). But God has no history. 

What we know is that the Word, God, and the beginning co-occur, are simultaneously present. Trinity is here and yet is one outbreathing. A conspiracy (con-spire: to breathe together) to create. A conspiracy of creation.

That Plow Thing

Jesus said to him, “No one who puts a hand on the plow and looks back is fit for God’s kingdom.” Luke 9:62

This verse has been coming to me as I take stock of my life and see my various failings and shortcomings. I suppose the darkening of winter and the move toward a new year has helped prompt this semi-melancholia.

The more aware part of me knew that to get entangled with those images and feelings is fruitless except for a resolve to do better. What is done is done.

This saying of Jesus kept bopping me on my head. Looking back makes me unfit, makes us unfit. We become weakened spiritually. We stare into the abyss of our failures and spiral down into a blob of depression.

"Hey!" Jesus says. "You have your hand on the plow here! Snap out of it!"

We wake up and see that we are beginning to create another failure (through our plow wobbling) for some future depressive episode. We put our full attention on this present moment and our plowing forward. We become fit again. Here we go!

What is God's kingdom? Why this, of course! This! This ever unfolding moment. This eternal ever-changing Now. This breathing out and breathing in. This facing forward into the openness and opening of new adventure.

So I laugh. Simple enough. The old Be Here Now thing that has been said so many different ways.

I thank you, Mister Jesus, for saying this and, Higher Consciousness, for repeatedly bringing it to my attention as I was making myself unfit.

On the road again!

Bread

“Man does not live by bread alone but by every Word that proceeds out of the mouth of God.” -- Mister Jesus, Matthew 4:4

Once again we have the material versus the spiritual. Or rather, the need, the necessity to eliminate the “versus.” Let me put it in more muscular terms -- not just a need, an absolute survival requirement. 

Our society promotes quantity over quality. The numbers, the bottom line, are more important than the quality of life. As a result, the numbers have been sucked up to the realm of the few, to the harm of not only other humans but to all life on this planet. Though it is helpful, having the numbers spread around more equally is not the final answer.

“Bread,” slang for money. We do not live by bread alone. I tried to eat a dollar bill once. I had no larger denomination. I thought “I know how this is going to turn out, but I want to try it out.” I put salt on it. The salt kept sliding off so I made a little crease to hold it. I put it in my mouth and started chewing.Yuck! My saliva would not penetrate it. The taste was foreign and crappy and awful. I spit it out, gagging. You better believe I rinsed my mouth with lots of water after that. Never again! I am here to testify: You cannot live by bread alone.

What do we live by? Spirit, the Life Force. That which proceeds “out of the mouth of God.” (For all you who get your panties in a wad over the word “God,” I mean the Origin, the Source, the Great Mystery that births and continues birthing All That Is. I am going to say God, so get over it.)

We live by the energetic vibrations of God, the Life Force, the Flow, the Tao and its Virtue. We do not breathe ourselves. We are being breathed. God is giving us mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. I am thankful.

We live by the reverberations of the Word, not by Wall Street, not by political demagogues, not by mirrored reflections of ourselves. We live by Quality, not Quantity. We live by the quality of our hearts. This is what sustains us as humans. 

We have what we need to transform this planet. We simply need the nerve. The nerve to be compassionate to all life -- from the subatomic to the metagalactic. 

If that sounds too huge, start with being compassionate toward your self. After all, we are to “love our neighbor as ourselves.” You can’t love your neighbor if you don’t love yourself. And who is our neighbor? Why, that squirrel, that tree, that person, that rock, that atmosphere, that water.

Get on it!

On investigating the hidden

Common sense is that what our physical senses pick up is what is real. My butt in this chair is real. I must protect my butt and chair at all costs. This is the history of humanity: butt and chair protection, protecting the butt and its placement. Wars are fought for this. Yet we know, when we look more deeply, that butt and chair are appearances, apparitions. No, no, we say. We protest. This is MY butt, MY chair. Now we have gone more deeply into an apparition. No one can see this MY. Yet we have made laws for protection of this MY. An apparition has legal standing. And we do not even begin to address who or what is saying MY. This is some of the detective work that occurs when investigating the Hidden. What is taken for granted is not necessarily real. The physical is a temporary crust on a waving of the ocean of the sublime.

Start from here

I am a mutant. At age 12 I experienced myself as an embodying of the cosmos. We all are. What do I do with this gift? What I have done is explore the world of humanness: physically, emotionally, mentally, socially. I pushed embodying in each of those four realms as far as I could. Marines, martial arts, psychologist, PhD., open relationships with all persons. I looked for ways to share this gift with others. How can a person experience themselves as the cosmos embodying? I wrote a book. I taught its principles. That's the best I know how to do so far. What's so important about knowing and experiencing that you are the cosmos embodying? You will have to answer that for yourself.

Notes

A quote I opened to and read just now that fits right in with The Quantum Jesus: 
"In this realization of reciprocity alone can the features of the August Face be fleetingly glimpsed: a face of light which is your own face because you are yourself a particle of its light." -- The Man of Light in Iranian Sufism, p 84

Quantum: a discrete quantity of energy proportional in magnitude to the frequency of the radiation it represents.

"In him was life; and the life was the light of men (of all mankind)." John 1:4

Photon in Arthur Young's V

Photon in The Man of Light 

Synthronicity

"(T)he heart is the subtle center of light, the Throne in the microcosm, and by that very fact the organ and place of conjunction with the light of the Throne." (Man of Light, 66)

Quantum Jesus, Man of Light, Cosmic Christ, Interflow, Reflexive Universe,Omega Point, Moving With, Buddha Body, TaoFlow

Interview

Why the Quantum Jesus?
Well, the Quantum Buddha already exists.

Is it not true that the Cosmic Christ already exists, that the spiritual cosmos, at least among some Christians, is perceived as the Body of Christ?
Yes, but I am focusing on the earthly Jesus, the one embodying in human form. My view is that in order to be a Christ-ian, we must first be a Jesus-ian. In addition to taking flight in cosmic realms, we must be the pen on the page. This page, the page of here now.

What is the pen?
Ah! Right question. Jesus showed us what a pen can be. Not a self-absorbed humanoid isolating itself in the pursuit of pleasure and power (writing only exclamation marks), nor an anxious fretting humanimal jittery with uncertainty (writing only question marks), but a conscious pen fully awake to experiencing the hand that holds and moves it. The hand and the pen move in synchrony and in accord with the consciousness that both sets the hand in motion and IS the hand and pen.

Can you extend this metaphor to the keyboard?
Certainly, though I find for me that writing in cursive is experienced as a more intimate relationship with the page, the pen, the hand, and the consciousness that directs it.

We have gotten a little off track. What is the Quantum Jesus?
The Quantum Jesus is the one who knows she is an embodying of Light, that he is Light "stepped down" into denser light which we call matter. (Hence a Quantum Jesus answer to the question: What's the matter? Answer: No thing. Lighten up.)

You make me laugh.
Wonderful! Laughter is a gracious aspect of the Quantum Jesus.

How are you going to de-scribe, to paint a picture in words of the Quantum Jesus?
Through the use of a capital V. I borrow it from Arthur Young's brilliant description of quantum play in and as the cosmos. What? You don't know of that? Well, stay tuned. The Quantum Jesus is an embodying of the V.

It seems to me that in order for you to write this , you either have to be an objective observer, in which case your writing will be in danger of becoming pedantic and abstruse, or you have to shape shift and become the Quantum Jesus.
No to the first and not possible to the second. I have to write it as the Quantum George. Hopefully you will read it as the Quantum You.