Reclusland

A bit more of an explanation of this is due, I think.

That which we are made to seek is really just a direction in which to move, a current.  The good, true, and beautiful are indefinable simply because there can be no fixed meaning for them.  They are forces pulling us toward God, however God is manifesting at the current moment, as gravity pulls us toward the earth.

Manifestation by itself is incomplete; only the unmanifest can truly contain all things.  To identify wholly with manifest existence is to be separated from the completeness of the unmanifest.  But as individual, manifest beings, we can never truly experience the unmanifest while still an individual.  However, to get stuck in this duality is caused by false thinking, as neither the manifest nor the unmanifest can ever be truly separated from the other.

As in the yin-yang symbol, the unmanifest is in the manifest, and the manifest in the unmanifest.  They are the same.  Think of it as a gradient from no-thing to all things.  There is no line to be drawn there, we only draw the line because we cannot see that underneath, around, and within the forms is the formlessness.  Yab-Yum.  Beautiful…

The good, true, and beautiful are a force created by this union, a force which pulls us in the direction we are meant to go, just as gravity acts upon a pendulum.   Imagine a pendulum, which touches the ground when it is fully extended, that is raised until it is five feet above the ground to the east. Gravity will attract it to the west.

It is only the stupidity of the pendulum that thinks that gravity is always to be found by traveling westwards.  In the end, gravity will have retreated to the east, behind the pendulum, and it will have to swing in the opposite direction.  In just this way does continually trying to find happiness in one thing only lead to sadness.  Only by being sensitive to the force of gravity, and not being overly concerned with the direction that gravity is pulling it, can the pendulum finally return to its lowest point.

If we take the path of the pendulum, and reach the lowest point toward which the gravity of the good, true, and beautiful God is pulling us, then at that lowest point, we also become a conductor of energy.

Here we can add the metaphor of the compass into the mix, for we are attracted to God like a compass needle is attracted to a magnet.  When we reach that low, still point at the bottom of the pendulum swing, we touch the magnet, and we become charged with the magnetic power.   But for us, this power is love, the power is life.  Ki, chi, energy, whatever you want to call it.

The directions on the compass mean nothing on their own.  We can turn the compass in whichever way we want.  It is only when we allow the pull of earth’s magnetic field to define which way is true north that the other symbols on the compass are of any use to us.  For us, that magnetic force is the joy of being alive.

But not happiness.  Joy.  Aliveness.  Because taking care of yourself is not masturbation, and sometimes, the compass can lead us through some bad areas.  Such is the way, when the way is such.