Imbolc Full Bloodroot Moon
“Today is only one day in all the days that will ever be. But what will happen in all the other days that ever come can depend on what you do today.” – Ernest Hemingway
A wordy sentence for the master of terse. Still. Not only is it true, it will be true each and every day. It could also be said that this hour is only one hour in all the hours to come, but what happens in it can influence all the other hours you’ll ever have. Be here now has its detractors, I know, those who want to talk about history and the future, yet with all their reluctance or eagerness, they must still leave the past behind and the future for the next moment, because we are never in any time other than now. Life comes to us in the present tense. Always. And ends the same way.
A presentation tomorrow morning at Groveland, Redefining the Sacred. I’ll post it here after I’ve given it. There’s a whole book, maybe several, in this general theme, a way of understanding the awesome, terrible, wonderful, magical, sacred nature of the lives we live and the world in which we live them, understanding them, that is, without needing an authority to tell us how, understand them within the experiences we have now, not ones we might have later, after death or in some altered state.
You might think my flat-earth approach to religious mystery rules out an after-life or a supernatural possibility. Not at all. It just means I don’t have anything to say about it. If death includes a future, well, I’m there. If not, I won’t be. If there is a supernatural realm, a realm of the gods, I want to visit, but I’ve not seen the evidence for it.
So, a way of understanding the sacred within our lived experience excites me, makes me want to tell others of the possibility. Which I will do tomorrow.
