A friend of mine was asking me about all these doomsday predictions. My advice to her is the same advice I give myself all the time, regardless of anyone's predictions: "Give your soul to God and kiss your ass goodbye." That may sound pessimistic to some, but not so to me. It sounds realistic and positive. The ecological part of ourselves could interpret it as world-denying. Not so.
Many of the monks of old called their bodies "Brother Ass," meaning that it bore their souls through this earth existence. Which is more important, saving your ass or saving your soul, the essence of you? The chick emerges from the egg, shattering its shell, following the creative planful pecking order. We can't save our asses anyway. The mortuary and the earth will reclaim and recycle them.
So I think that's pretty good advice. Commit your soul to God and kiss your ass goodbye. (P.S. The emphasis is on kissing, not on kicking. No extreme asceticism here.)
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This is what I read your blogs for, George--common sense! It's like that empty-handed leap into the "void", only it isn't really void, it only feels like it, at first. It's a leap into freedom.
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Eve, thanks for your love and blessings -- I receive! Love to you, O Warrior!
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