Wednesday, June 24, 2020

Heretic!

I have said many times that I am neither Christian nor Jew. I might add that I am not a Native American Shaman, a Witch, or a Hindu. In some ways I am a follower of Rabbi Yeshua, but I am not a Messianic. I have translated all the poetry of Lalla, a devotee of Shiva, but I do not see myself as a Shaivite. I have read the whole Bhagavad Gita in Sanskrit, but I am not a Vaishnava. If I were to tell you that any of these paths are not important to me, or that they do not have a place in my heart, I would be lying. In some way I am a little bit ALL of these things, but I CANNOT be EXCLUSIVELY any of them With regard to each one of them, I am 100% Heretic.

The word "heretic" comes from the Greek verb "hairein," which means "to take," or "to choose." One way to look at it is that heretics only believe the parts that they choose to believe. Some would call that kind of choice "critical thinking." But there is much more to it than that.

Henri Bergson taught that it takes more than mere reason to make sense of this world: we also need intuition, if we are to grasp it more fully.

Another Bergsonian, Maria de Naglowska, said that there are two ways of knowing: one is with the brain, and the other is with the heart. Of these two types of knowledge, she said, the more important one, the real knowing, is the knowledge of the heart. I've been on the planet long enough to have learned that this is true.

Many decades ago I came to the conclusion that we don't exactly choose our beliefs; we just believe what we believe. For example, for most of those decades I've been a believer in reincarnation, whether literally or in some other sense that is deep and inexplicable, but for me, undeniable. I am forced to hold this belief in some form because of many experiences that I've had. Similarly, I believe in some sort of spiritual survival after physical death. It is not that I want to believe this, but experiences that I have had, and am having still, leave me no choice but to hold this belief. For the same reason, I believe in telepathy--I have had experiences with it that leave me no other option.

I cannot tell you why or how any of these things work--those are things for the brain to figure out. The heart just knows that they are true.

Another thing that life has taught me is that I will always have the guidance that I need. Perhaps I am just guiding myself, but I ask you--what is wrong with that?







Text and image Copyright © 2020 by Donald C. Traxler aka Donald Jacobson Traxler, ꮨᏺꭽꮅ.


Monday, June 22, 2020

MISSA AUREA - I

BENEDICAT VOS OMNIPOTENS LUX







SACERDOS LUCIS

He is a priest of the light,
made visible by darkness.

Il est un prêtre de la lumière,
rendu visible par l'obscurité.

El es un sacerdote de la luz,
hecho visible por la oscuridad.

Ele é um sacerdote da luz,
tornado visível pela escuridão.

atsvyai gesvase alitsadohvsgi ulvsada vhnai,
gotlvdita gvgawadvdi ulasigetso gvdodi.

ᎠᏨᏯᎢ ᎨᏒᎠᏎ ᎠᎵᏣᏙᎲᏍᎩ ᎤᎸᏌᏓ ᎥᎿᎢ,
ᎪᏢᏗᏔ ᎬᎦᏩᏛᏗ ᎤᎳᏏᎨᏦ ᎬᏙᏗ.







Text and image Copyright © 2020 by Donald C. Traxler aka Donald Jacobson Traxler, ꮨᏺꭽꮅ.

Sunday, June 21, 2020

ugata hawina vlenidohv / In the Seed of Life

ugata hawina vlenidohv vhnai gesvase ulvsada.

ᎤᎦᏔ ᎭᏫᎾ ᎥᎴᏂᏙᎲ ᎥᎿᎢ ᎨᏒᎠᏎ ᎤᎸᏌᏓ.

In the seed of life there is light.

Dans la graine de la vie, il y a de la lumière.

En la semilla de la vida hay luz.

Na semente da vida há luz.

בזרע החיים יש אור.

जीवन के बीज में प्रकाश है।

在生命的种子中,有光。

in semine vitae, lux







Text and image Copyright © 2020 by Donald C. Traxler aka Donald Jacobson Traxler, ꮨᏺꭽꮅ.

Saturday, June 20, 2020

This Body

This body is full of light.
It is the lantern that illumines
the Hermit's path.

Ce corps est plein de lumière.
C'est la lanterne qui illumine
le chemin de l'ermite.

Este cuerpo está lleno de luz.
Es la linterna que ilumina
el camino del ermitaño.

Este corpo está cheio de luz.
É a lanterna que ilumina
o caminho do eremita.







Text and image Copyright © 2020 by Donald C. Traxler aka Donald Jacobson Traxler.

Tuesday, June 16, 2020

I Drink from the Well

I drink from the well of knowledge,
and nourishment comes.
I drink from the well of wisdom,
and I outrun the sun.
I drink from the well of life,
and I am ever refreshed.
I drink from the well of the past,
and I discover the future.
I drink from the well of eternity,
and I discover this moment.







Text and image Copyright © 2020 by Donald C. Traxler aka Donald Jacobson Traxler.

Monday, June 15, 2020

Poet and Machine

He embodies all of nature,
the universe is his to create,
but he creates unfeeling machines
to silently do his bidding.

Sunrises and sunsets pass
while he trains his imperfect servant,
sending his words directly
to the heart of every being.







Text and image © 2020 by Donald C. Traxler aka Donald Jacobson Traxler.