It’s obvious that the divisiveness of so many religions has to come to an end somewhere down the road, and I am not talking about a bad end. Islam and Christianity, to name the top two who have both of their right wing conservative groups going after each other with a killing vengeance, cannot continue the direction they headed.
Let me go back and gather some insights from of all people Walt Whitman!
Walter Whitman (1819 – 1892) was an American poet, essayist, journalist, and humanist. He was a part of the transition between Transcendentalism and realism, incorporating both views in his works. Whitman is among the most influential poets in the American canon, often called the father of free verse, and his work was very controversial in its time, particularly his poetry collection Leaves of Grass, which was described as obscene for its overt sexuality.
Today we know what obscene is really like!
But, let me give you another view from the Leaves of Grass-
“And I know that the hand of God is the elderhand of mine own,
And I know that the Spirit of God is the elder brother of my own,
And that ALL men ever born are also my brothers….
And the women my sisters and lovers,
And that a kelson of the creation is LOVE.”
Kelson? Look it up and see what the metaphor says to YOU!
Richard Bucke who lived in the Whitman era believed that, “Only the vital awareness of our profound unity with all other humans, the rest of the cosmos, and the Ultimate Love beneath it can save us from destroying everything.” There is but ONE spirituality NOW; however, it doesn’t look that way because we’ve come from so many different cultures, environmental backgrounds, and geographic distinctions.
Those are all quickly being merged into one. Can you feel it- sense it?
Kelson is the balancing beam to keep us from tilting over (in a boat). It is the Love that make us all one and connected. When change happens we can be centered by this beam of love to keep us from going off the deep end.
Lighted Wings: I’m impressed!
When I was a catapillar I ate from the finest trees. One in which sprung up in Kansas