We are born in suffering as the vast majority of mothers will tell you - - of their own suffering. There is no more compelling proof that suffering is to follow us all of our days. Many of us are also born of love at the least from the same mothers no matter how mis-directed it can become. Like pinball machines (part of my study discipline for law exams) we are the balls launched into its universe of potential free games, "play again" bonuses and top scores believing we can control the outcome with flippers and occasional body slams and eventually accepting chaos as the ruling force. (Love the machines that hold balls and then release them all at once as you desperately try to keep three in play, sacrificing each for the other until there are none.) I could carry forward pinball analogies for pages if for no other reason than they are more amusing than any of the things to be learned for those exams. But I really wish I had the facility you always had to absorb and repeat teachings of substance. And I will take to heart your teaching from the teaching of the Rabbi. Thank you for that.
Well writ this script launched, as it were, like Artemis II, on its digital orbit around the moon of our half lit, half dark reflective (one hopes), lives!
A thought this stirs about birthing awareness, (attention and intention) to suffering, be it beguilingly covert or painfully overt: If to breathe is to live outside our womb-tomb, (or, perhaps even more, ‘tis to soar), was my first crying breath “painful” or “wonderful”?
We are born in suffering as the vast majority of mothers will tell you - - of their own suffering. There is no more compelling proof that suffering is to follow us all of our days. Many of us are also born of love at the least from the same mothers no matter how mis-directed it can become. Like pinball machines (part of my study discipline for law exams) we are the balls launched into its universe of potential free games, "play again" bonuses and top scores believing we can control the outcome with flippers and occasional body slams and eventually accepting chaos as the ruling force. (Love the machines that hold balls and then release them all at once as you desperately try to keep three in play, sacrificing each for the other until there are none.) I could carry forward pinball analogies for pages if for no other reason than they are more amusing than any of the things to be learned for those exams. But I really wish I had the facility you always had to absorb and repeat teachings of substance. And I will take to heart your teaching from the teaching of the Rabbi. Thank you for that.
🙏 grateful
Well writ this script launched, as it were, like Artemis II, on its digital orbit around the moon of our half lit, half dark reflective (one hopes), lives!
A thought this stirs about birthing awareness, (attention and intention) to suffering, be it beguilingly covert or painfully overt: If to breathe is to live outside our womb-tomb, (or, perhaps even more, ‘tis to soar), was my first crying breath “painful” or “wonderful”?
If Yeshua is your Way; the breath is your path.
Deeply insightful and helpful Stuart. Thank you for your thought provoking and wise insights🙏
Deeply grateful, Kathie. This piece was inspired by your FB response to the latest incursion of Lebanon.