
WILD KINGDOM – THE LONG ROAD
Life is a long road and we meet many
travellers along the way. We do plenty of dark
and twisted things in order to find satisfaction –
sexual satisfaction, that is.
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After several decades of messing about,
we come to a place where we dedicate ourselves
to the semi-chastity of marriage. Marriage is
a kind of communion with the One Who Is
Creating Us.
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Then when we get older, the sexual
interplay becomes less interesting.
Another marriage becomes all important.
That is the marriage between man and his
God ( and when I say man I mean woman
as well).
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Then when we have spent some
time in meditative sitting, we still
have questions. And we ask a
question of the void, we throw a
question into the Void.
And if we spend some time in
silence, quite to our surprise – an
answer comes.
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The answer comes
in a voice we know is not our own.
The other day I felt quite burdened
because of the Clifftop Writings. I had
spent years writing them, and I knew
that some of the writing was not
done in my own voice.
There were periods of time
when I was understanding the top
of the page, but my hand was
writing the bottom of the page,
words that I did not understood
as yet – words that I might never
understand.
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Because I was totally focused
on the Nag Hammadi Gospels,
my focus was also on the wisdom
of the Father, the Lord of Hosts,
the person the Gospels spoke of,
who was the invisible presence
upon the cliff with me. I knew
that it was He who was the one
who was finishing the
paragraphs.
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I have not read all of the Nag
Hammadi Library,
It is a great ocean of truths,
and at times excessive complexities,
which I did not swim across
entirely.
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For that matter I have not read
all my own words, all that was
written in that holy place.
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Recently I thought I was
about to die. And my job
was not finished, not by a long
shot.
So I prayed to the Father,
the Lord of Hosts, the Lord of
Abraham and Jacob, the Lord of
Israel and Albion, the Lord of the
Meeting Rivers….
And I said, “I don’t want to die
and find that this book is lost,
because of the Grace that is in it.”
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I got an answer about a day
later. The Voice said: “Grace is
not contained in any book; it
is the sole provenance
of the Lord.”
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Well, that was a relief.
But it also meant I had been
off course in my thinking. I
was getting too self-important
again.
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I had forgotten
my own prayer:
“Without you I am nothing.
I am a husk only, an empty vessel;
I have no strength but that which
you have given me, O Holy One,
God of gods, you who are
creating the world:.
Thank you for your gifts, thank
you for your Grace, thank you for
the strength you give to all of us.”
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The teachers have been saying
that God created the world. But this
is not correct. The world is being
created every minute, every second.
Change is an absolute.
And there is intelligence
at the heart of it.
(C)2016 by w.g.milne