Now and again it becomes necessary to leap a year. Where you leap to, however, is best not left as a surprise, it should be a foregone conclusion. If you hear the words ‘destination unknown’ do not assume that all those going there have no idea where it is. Those who go to that particular destination know it well and their comfort comes from understanding that the other’s don’t. When a destination is unknown it cannot be reached, so best enjoy the journey instead. That way you can ensure that your life at least has some meaning. Considering that the 29th of February does not officially exist, I would suggest it is the best day on which to travel if you are intent on getting nowhere.
A long life will yield approximately 20 leap years. That handful of empty days can make every bit of difference to your future reality, if you know how best to employ the space they create. If I managed the calendar – which I don’t – I would adjust the time frame to include a leap year every third year as opposed to every fourth. You want to cause a ripple-effect in the traditional measure of time? That is how you do it. You bend time to fit its own definition, and then you change it. Whilst you are busy with that, you may as well throw a 25th hour into the clock time of an everyday. That will shake up conventional interpretations – translations – of who, where, when, how and why we find ourselves where we do.
Take a leap of faith, this leap year. If you have no faith, naturally you will fall flat on your face. It is unlikely that you will rise after that kind of wipe-out – the law of averages – mediocrity – will put paid to that. The best news is that there are still 13 days left in February for you to find some faith and make it work for you. I am not speaking about being ‘reborn’ either, or ‘saved’. Faith is not synonymous with God, or religion, for that matter. It is a far more complex subject than simply ‘believing’, too, it is the fundamental understanding that there is a power at work here that is a great deal greater than anything you could ever even conceive of believing.
I once knew a person who jumped off a sort-of makeshift bridge to demonstrate his expertise to a skeptical audience of one. That was just as well. It blew up soon thereafter. I admired his wisdom, his vision. Better to be a jumper with implicit faith in flight than a smithereen.
When you become the fall guy, which you inevitably will, where you land is sometimes a surprise. Sometimes. It all depends on which way is up. If you know your ups from your downs and your insides from your outsides, the prospect of landing intact is all that you need to worry about. Asides from that – I would say too much worrying about the whats and ifs is pointless. Worry cannot stop an actuality from happening. Pre-emptive care can do that.
If, perchance, we should interpret ‘fall guy’ as the guy responsible for autumn – or more specifically, for autumnal thinking – then we must suggest that it is the right time for him to get busy living. He needs to pit his reason against the season. When autumnal thinking is allowed to get out of hand, which it currently is, the system can do little but sit on its sidelines and watch itself sink into a perpetual winter. That would be fine if the system would sink alone. It won’t, though. It will try every thing it knows to take all of its advocates with it.
The bottom line is that it does not matter what you have faith in, as long as you do have faith in something. Perhaps in these fractured times the only thing you feel comfortable having faith in, is yourself. If that is the case, know that that is enough. When you believe in what you can do – in your individual capacity, and as part of a collective – you harness a power that will surprise you with where it can take you, and others. Should you wish to believe in a power higher than yourself (which is all relative, for what you find in yourself is what has existed for centuries in all of the gods, God, Allah, Dreamtime, Nature, etc, feel justified in doing so. You are a reflection of what you find admirable in your chosen deity/deities.) You can believe in more than one deity, if you so choose. All the ‘good’ characteristics that you try to adopt, emulate, exist inside of you already so it matters not which ‘good’ you ultimately choose to follow, it is all the same thing, really. That should be a comforting thought.
Faith means dedication. It means understanding and application. Simply believing in something and trusting its say-so is not enough, you need to do something with your faith. Make it work for you. That is what it is for. Faith is not there to subjugate you, to cripple your progress, so if what you choose to believe in makes you lesser rather than greater as a human being, then perhaps you need to shuffle your belief systems a little, or change your faith.
Faith is a symbol of hope. It keeps you striving for better, going forwards. Faith should have no boundaries, no restrictions. Nor should a person’s faith receive criticism or judgement from another person. You should be able to open wide to the understanding that placing your implicit trust in something is not a weakness. It is a strength. For one reason or another, humans go far further in life when they believe they are supported somehow, by something, in this world. Perhaps what you believe in is not ‘of’ this world, technically, but faith means you know it is out there and it makes a difference to your everyday, the knowing. Faith has extraordinary power, and this power – when properly directed – can change an entire existence.
The intolerance with which different religions regard each other is not productive. No one god is sitting on a plinth higher than any other. There is space for every kind of religion, every type of belief in this world, providing that it can stand to reason. Religious people should not feel afraid if their religion battles to answer probing questions about itself, its origin. What matters about religion, is faith. Goodwill. If your religion does not actively encourage goodwill towards others – all the time – then I question its purpose, its validity.
Religion is not supposed to be a profitable business. The fact that the Catholic church is worth billions – that they sit on – should bother everyone on this planet. The fact that evangelists worldwide are selling God every Sunday should cause an uproar. God is being pimped. He is casually bent to fit whatever shape best suits the wants of his followers and since he is not around to protest vocally at any misrepresentation that might be underway, his ‘work’ is done all over the world by fanatics and extremists, amongst others.
Would this world implode if its people were to discover that God was a construct? Or would it be mature enough to handle the reality? And Satan? What about him? What if God and Satan are in fact, one? Dr Jeckyll and Mr Hyde? Remember that to see the light, you need darkness. Has God faced his darkness, his demons? I wonder. Perhaps that is why we go around and around and around. Perhaps God is avoiding the subject of his failings and we all wait until he accepts his nemesis. In anycase, God and Satan are what people have made them into. We can only bear witness.
I suspect God was on his way back to earth to take human form when he got side-tracked and subsequently lost. I think he tapped into the Jesus saga and was so horrified at what his humans had done to his son that he quite lost the plot. I do not imagine when God and Jesus met again – after the ascension – that things in the God household were overly cheerful. Jesus must have had questions. Like – how could you do that to me? I think the trauma visited on his system by his crucifixion experience would have left scars. Big ones. God would be answerable for those scars. The other thing for Jesus, is that he knew that should life roll around in the good way of reincarnation, then he was in trouble. Who would want to come back as Jesus? I think he’s been running ever since, from his own identity. That means, in effect, he is here on the planet. In spirit, at least. Like a Highlander, maybe. There can be only one. We should find Jesus’ presence comforting. I think it is safe that a lot of people do. What worries me is that a great many people think he is actually coming back to save them. I think they expect clouds and trumpets and palm leaves and donkeys, on some level. I am not sure that was ever on Jesus’ agenda. Large scale saving after his event. I think his work was his word and he came and said what needed to be said. Then he died. His job was done. He went back to being a right-hand man. Or so the stories go. To me, Jesus was into teaching, guiding, showing a path in which he had faith. Faith being what faith was, in his time.
How can a God gain empathy unless he spends time touching other people, and being touched? That is how we learn empathy. Human contact. But how could God come back as a human? He couldn’t. He could come back as half a human. Undoubtedly he would have to hold a part of himself sacred and pure – so he could remember what he was like before the ‘life experience’ changed him – and that would be the half that would be waiting for him upon his return to himself. If Jesus’ spirit is on the planet, then God’s spirit is on the planet. I think the God spirit is lost, trying to find Jesus, whose spirit is still running scared. I would be scared if I had been Jesus. I think God is busy watching our daily horrors unfold before his eyes. He is watching the steady massacre of his planet in silence. I think he is astounded by what meets his eyes. Perhaps he is waiting patiently for us to wake up and see that what we have on the ground is what was promised above? The important thing to remember is that in the traditional sense, there is a hell below, a heaven above. That leaves a real space where we are, which is here and now. It’s about time we took the time in this now to bend our reality towards paradise.