I propose that we are always perfect. Perfect and prefectly situated. Seeming imperfection is always the result of erroneous assumption as to who we are and what we are about. After all we are part of God. We are God in that sense. So how could it be otherwise?
Consider for a moment the case of Dorothy, the sweet and innocent young girl who gets lost in a storm, survives miraculously … only to be pursued by a nightmarish green skinned woman and an army of flying monkeys … wait a minute, isn’t that a film? … read more
I propose that death, and for that matter birth, old age and disease as well (sometimes dubbed the fourfold miseries of material existence) are there to serve us. They are there in support of our purpose. Indeed they are necessary to our purpose.
But how? And do they really need to be so extreme and harsh? I propose they are actually no more or less graphic than necessary, in fact just dramatic enough to make entirely believable the notion that we are mortal/temporary, limited … and so on. … read more
I think I believe that in this world we are all little gods serving the completeness of the big God, and as such whatever we do must already be perfect …
quote from my ‘Material World Only Rasa‘ essay.
The Śrī Īśopaniṣad invocation states that everything that comes from God is perfect.
Let us try to face the challenge of seeing perfection in everything that is going on in this world. … read more