The Real Presence of Bubbles

Churchgoers couldn’t help clowning around inside Trinity Church in lower Manhattan yesterday. Morning services looked more like a big top carnival as the venerable venue kicked off what organizers believe is the first-ever “Clown Eucharist” service at 11:15 a.m.

Story stolen from Dawn, available HERE.

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Monday Meanderings

Though I didn’t see it, I heard about it. The Resurrection, that is.

Not to be confused with New Skete … New Monasticism.
Thanks Dcn Raphael.

Is there a Chalice at the end of the Rainbow?

Psssst! God doesn’t need your help.

Evolution, more or LESS.

Speaking of Evolution … there’s THIS.

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The Two Trees (Pt 2)

These Meditations were posted last year when this Blog was a babe and readership small. After this go-round they’ll be retired so as to be recreated in another form. They’re intended to be read sequentially, from 1 to 33.

Part One (1 – 5)

(6 of 33) …

Again in the Wilderness …

We were too smart for the Hill. The dream must have worn off. Now, in the Wilderness, we are tired and hungry. O soul, where art thou?

Depression sinks in. It is lonely and arid in the Wilderness. We know that in the Garden there is an abundance of fulfilling things. In the Garden is fame, fortune, and power. In the Garden is sensual pleasures, passionate pastures, and delights for the eyes.

O, to be in the Garden.

As we enter the Garden, we again see the beautiful and inviting creature on the Tree. He assures us that we will not become sick. “Come, eat!” In an instant our soul cries out, “No!” Our bodies deny the hearing. Our bodies KNOW better.

Better me, O Garden Tree. Better me, I beg thee …

(7 of 33) …

In the Wilderness …

The Wilderness is not where we want to be. Yet everyday finds us there with decisions to make.
We are in the Wilderness today with bruises. We were kicked out of the Garden. Did we kick ourselves out? Anyway, we didn’t want to leave. But our friends betrayed us.

There we were with all the powers one could ask for — and WHAM! Betrayal. We lost all, in the Garden.

He’s on the Tree. The Hill that looks like Hell. Bruised and empty, we’ve had it with the Garden. Our soul sighs, “Lord, forgive.”

We are there, beneath the Fruit of the Tree on the Hill. Feeling betrayed from the bountiful, beautiful fruit of the Garden, we decided to partake of this food. It looks bitter, dying … dead? Yet, behold, there is redemption thereon, for the fruits of this Tree are Humility, Patience, Chastity, Contentedness, Temperance, Liberality, and Diligence.

We look upon the Fruit, the man on the Tree. “May we stay here always, Lord?” With eyes of love he looks upon us and says, “I love you” … and dies.

“No!” we cry.

Immediately we are transported to the Garden.

(8 of 33) …

In the Garden …

In the Garden there is only life. The hill of death and doom seems to us now like a bad dream. We are thankful to be in the Garden. The beautiful and inviting creature tells us that the Tree in the Garden is known as the Tree of Life. After what we saw on the Hill, we believe him.

We then sink our teeth into a good-sized bit of sloth and decide to give the Hill no more thought. We lust for more, proud of our new found life. We eat, and eat, and eat. A glutton never had it so good. It is easy, nay necessary, to be greedy in the Garden. Our avarice knows no bounds — we envy all. “I want it all!” we shout in anger.

We are clothed as royalty.

The beautiful creature in nowhere to be found. Does this mean? Of course.

We are in charge!

(9 of 33) …

Again in the Garden …

Our soul alone in silence waits.

Something is not right. In the Garden, we think we have found Paradise. Yet why is our soul so unhappy? Can it not taste the fruit? Does it not feel the power? Is it not shining with the light of the Garden?

“No,” says the soul. For a moment, our brain — even our body — agrees. But we KNOW better.

“You have eaten of the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil,” says the soul. “This, says God, is forbidden.”

Yet, we are in the Garden. “In the Garden, nothing is forbidden.” The beautiful creature said so. And, besides, we KNOW that the Tree in the Garden is the Tree of Life. It must be. For the man on the Tree on the Hill has died. A tree that ushers in death cannot bring life. This much we know. Therefore, this Tree, in the Garden must be …

(10 of 33) …

In the Wilderness …

It seems that every day we awake in the Wilderness. Then we must choose to either spend our time in the Garden or on the Hill.

Decisions, decisions, decisions …

“I cannot do it alone.” It was just a thought. Or did it come from deeper within? Whatever it was, it landed us on the Hill! But, immediately upon our arrival, we found that we were surrounded by blood. Just before we cried “No!” … our souls fed on “faith, hope, love.”

At rest in the Garden, we put such things out of our minds as we bask ‘neath the Tree.

(11 of 33) …

In the Garden …

Knowledge.

Eating of the fruits of the Tree in the Garden, we find that we can’t get our fill. “More, more, more!” we passionately cry. Though we tire of anger, it seems to be a constant, consistent, emotion in our domain.

Lust, we find, leads to action. The deed being done, we lie alone wasted with grief and remorse. The cure for which we also seek upon the Tree in the Garden. For the beautiful creature claims to have a remedy for all our ills.

This day, as we shrink from the fruit of lust, we are offered an orb of pride. The beautiful creature tells us that this fruit is the chief remedy of all ailments. “Taste and see,” says he.

(12 of 33) …

On the Hill we sit …

How we got here, we’re not quite sure. Yet, we’re thankful. For some odd reason, it seems that we’ve been sitting here ‘neath the Tree on the Hill … staring off into space. And, oddly enough, this seems all right.

We remember that in the Garden we were clothed as royalty. Here, we sit in the shade of redemption — naked — with a cross. The man who led us here told us that we had to bear it if we were to find rest in him and his kingdom.

Funny, it seems that he met us in the Wilderness. We didn’t have to make the decision to either go into the Garden or to climb the Hill. Instead, we were met by a man who seemed to know us — and, we him. He lovingly said, “Come, follow me.” And now, here we are.

Where did he go?

Where is his kingdom?

Why did he call us?

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The Two Trees (Pt 1)

I posted the following Meditations last year when this Blog was a babe and readership small. After this second go-round I’ll probably remove them so as to recreate them in another form. They’re intended to be read sequentially, from 1 to 33.

(1 of 33) …

Let us travel into the Wilderness …

Ahead, through the blinding haze, nothing appears. All is naught, all is night.

To our left is a garden, an oasis of calm tranquility. It is a beautiful garden. In the middle of the garden stands a tree. A most beautiful tree — tall and strong with abundant fruit.

Ahead is the Wilderness. To our left, the Garden.

When we look opposite the Garden, to the right of the Wilderness, we see a hill, a dark vision of gloom and death. It is ugly and skull shaped. On the top stands a tree. A most terrifying tree. Bloody, cross shaped.

Our eyes cannot continue to look upon the hill. For a moment, we again look straight ahead into nothing. Then we find our eyes, slowly at first — then in a flash — returning to the beautiful garden. It looks like heaven. For this vision, we are thankful. For the Hill looks like Hell.

(2 of 33) …

Again in the Wilderness …

Our mouths are dry, our bellies empty. What shall we do to quench our thirst? To quell our appetites? To refresh our souls?

We stare into the abundant garden. Our eyes receive a feast, our mouths and bellies cry out, “Yes!” And our soul must follow as our feet move toward the Garden. We are hesitant. Yet, remembering the vision of the Hill, our pace is quickened.

The Garden, though seemingly far away, is under our feet in an instant. (Did we move toward it, or it toward us?) A stirring in our soul says, “No.” Yet, with eager hands and greedy passion, we pluck from the Tree in the Garden. Our bodies are awakened. O fruit of passion …

(3 of 33) …

Again in the Garden …

The fruit that looked so wonderful, so inviting, eventually turned bitter in our bellies. It appealed to our eyes, tongues, and senses. And although our souls said “No,” we listened instead to our bodies. Now, with bellies full, we are still not satisfied.

For once, we understand our soul’s definition of the fruits of the Garden’s tree: Pride, Anger, Lust, Envy, Gluttony, Avarice, and Sloth … “Pale Gas.” To us, however, it is familiar fruit. The source of our nourishment. It all seems very natural.

Even silencing our soul seems familiar … natural.

(4 of 33) …

Again in the Garden …

From where we sit in the Garden we see, off in the distance, the Hill, the Tree, and what appears to be a dying man hanging there. In the Garden, there is light. Yet, as far as we can see, the Hill looks dark and foreboding.

Again, we listen to our soul which seems to long for the Hill. We begin to make our way out of the Garden — toward the Wilderness — only to realize that the headway that we make seems to take forever. It seems that we are not moving. Our bodies, our senses, our bellies and tongues begin to scream at us “You hunger! You thirst! Eat!.” We begin to question our motives, our movement … the Hill.

As we turn and look back toward the Tree in the Garden, we no longer see PALE GAS, but fruit — ripe and inviting. There is a lovely creature upon the Tree in the Garden beckoning us to “Come, eat.” We glance toward the Hill — a dying man upon a Tree covered in darkness. Our body begins to come alive, our soul withers. We turn back, back toward the Tree in the Garden.

(5 of 33) …

Again in the Garden …

Sick. Having eaten so much of the Fruit of the Tree in the Garden — Pride, Anger, Lust, Envy, Gluttony, Avarice, and Sloth — we are sick. The Garden no longer seems so filled with light. We have once again discovered that the fruit which says “Come” speaks a lie.

If this is so, what of the Tree on the Hill?

It seems to be dark, Hell. What of it? Must we go and see?

The man hangs there. Is he dead? Why does he look upon us so?

There is pity and love in his stare. Before we have strength or ability to suppress it, our soul says “Yes!” — we hear — and suddenly, we are there, on the Hill, beneath the Tree.

Our eyes of Faith are opened and our spirit soars — for here on this Tree is the Fruit of Redemption, the First Fruit of God. God Incarnate.

The refreshment of our souls overshadows our bodily lusts and passions. We are at peace.

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Required Reading

Blessing assured!

[T]here are days when, out of fatigue or illness, we cannot do everything the way we should. It is bad when duties are completely neglected because the enemy gains ground and conquers our heart. In such cases, we must do something, even if it is the least possible, like the good soldiers who when they are not able to mount an offensive, fire a few shots from their trench, thereby keeping the enemy at bay. Later on, when they find the first opportunity, they attack the enemy with heavy weapons and defeat him.

For example, when he brings us evil or blasphemous thoughts, we should start the Jesus Prayer and say to the devil: ‘It’s good that you pricked at me, for I had forgotten my Christ’. When we do this, even if we were to keep the devil near, he won’t remain, since he is not so dumb as to work for free and to bring benefit to our soul.

When you examine your sinfulness and engage in this painstaking work on yourself, you should first of all have hope in God and hold on to this tightly so it never leaves. Whatsoever sins are not carnal you can analyse in detail, in order for you to be compelled to humility. Whatever sins, however, are of the carnal type do not analyse at all, except to consider yourself as a putrid sac full of filth. You should not take the liberty to pray for persons with carnal sins either, for, besides it being considered impertinence, since you are not yet reconciled with God, the enemy will also corrupt you with unclean thoughts during the day and perform indecent plays for you at night.

If something like this occurs in your sleep, do not examine it at all, for it is dangerous. The same applies to any incident in your life (of a carnal nature), which God rescued you from by covering for you and saving you, like a bird from the talons of a vulture. When a young man re-examines the sins of the flesh, he resembles a soldier who, after being saved by God from the enemy’s grenade, takes it into his hand to examine it and, while he curiously inspects it, the grenade blows his brains off. Thus, it is a lot safer when we are wrapped up in our dirty sac.

We should be disgusted with ourselves and work only on our wretched self so we can first be reconciled with God. Afterwards, great love comes to the humble servant, and this divine love ignites the fire of his own love (as much towards God as towards his neighbor), and he casts his entire self into the service of others, believing that he is nothing but fertilizer, rejoicing that others will produce fruit.

For oftentimes it is egotism, pride and judging of others with a lack of love which drives God’s Grace away, and the devil draws near and lights a fire even on our dry emaciated bones. Thus, we increase our fasting, spiritual endeavours, our prostrations, etc., in order to humble our flesh, but to no avail, for our flesh is not humbled, and our soul lacks humility and love.

Therefore, when war with the flesh approaches, if we have done a little fasting and vigil with prayer, and the war does not subside, then we must realize that the problem is elsewhere. We should immediately fall prostrate before Christ and ask for His forgiveness in advance and beg Him, at the same time, to enlighten us so we can realize our fault and who it was that we’ve hurt or wronged, and to ask his forgiveness. As soon as we humbly ask forgiveness from Christ, immediately the carnal flame departs and we recall the cause, which, in turn, helps us even more to be humble. Then God’s grace comes in abundance.

[A] young man usually observes his spiritual condition in terms of his carnal temptations. If a young man has dispassion (i.e. no carnal enticements), he thinks he is doing well, when, in fact, he may be found in such a state of lethargy so that he will not be able to discern his other passions that lie in hiding. God then allows for the demon of fornication to humble him involuntarily and, thus, through humility God approaches him again. To put it succinctly, the demon of fornication, with the shock that he gives the young man, makes him realize that something has gone wrong.

We have no excuse, however, when we don’t want to repent and confess, but rather we prefer to remain stuck in the mud. Some people do not confess because they have the impression that they will fall into the same sins. This means that they simply add more and more layers on top of the older layers of mud. Yet, when they stain their clothes, they wash them and take care not to soil them again, and when they are stained again, they clean them once again.

My thought tells me that the greatest enemy — even greater than the devil — for our soul’s salvation is the worldly spirit, for it sweetly misleads us and in the end eternally embitters us. Yet, if we saw the devil himself, we would be terrified and forced to immediately resort to God and secure Paradise.

[W]e can see God’s great simplicity spread over all of His creation, such as His heavenly lights (the stars), dispersed by His divine hand with such simplicity, without using a plumb line and a level, and yet they give such rest to people! On the other hand, worldly lights, neatly ordered in succession, are so tiresome.

Orthodox temperance, and spiritual asceticism in general, always aims at a superior spiritual goal, the sanctification of the soul. Worldly asceticism, on the contrary, such as that of the deluded practitioners of Yogi, is performed in order to acquire a resilient body be able to twist their hands and feet like paper puppets, be admired by foolish people and mocked by the ridiculous demons.

All those who accept impure thoughts while pampering the flesh with food and rest and then claim that the evil one wars against them out of envy, slander the devil.

At the outset of our spiritual life, God, out of love, does not permit us to come to know either our sinfulness or His great benevolence, so as not to despair, especially if His creature is sensitive.

We must not expect spiritual spring, unless we first pass through spiritual winter, in order that the spiritual parasites might die. We must not expect the divine to blossom within us, if the purely human does not die first. In other words, the worldly grass must be overturned through spiritual ploughing, and the seed of wheat planted, so as to bring the true verdure into sight, which also brings an abundance of fruits.

The monk who follows his own will is followed by delusion, while the layman who believes in his own thoughts usually ends up in a mental hospital.

Naturally, every person will be paid by the boss for whom he worked. Those who work for Christ shall receive a hundredfold now in this time and in the world to come, eternal life and those who work for the black boss will receive darkness even now.

Those who come close to people in pain, naturally draw near to God, because God is always by the side of His children who are in pain.

Those who suffer trials unjustly imitate Christ; and those who face hardships due to their sins are blessed, because they are forgiven their sins in this life.

He who seeks humility from God but does not accept the person that God sends him so as to humble him, doesn’t know what he is asking for, for virtues are not purchased like groceries (as many kilos as we want). Rather, God sends us people for us to be tested, to exert ourselves, acquire virtues, and be crowned.

[W]here hope in God is absent, the devil’s tail is present.

Hurried work done in distress is characteristic of very worldly people.

Of course, the person who is spiritually healthy seeks neither true lights in this present life, nor visions of the next, but only God’s mercy, and God gives His creature whatever he needs.

Whoever thinks that he can come to know the mysteries of God through external scientific theory, resembles the fool who wants to see Paradise with a telescope.

Those who live simply, with kindness and good thoughts, and have acquired inner simplicity and purity, regard the supernatural very simply, as natural, for everything is simple to God. He does not use greater power for the supernatural and less for the natural, but the same power for everything. He Himself is very simple and His Son revealed it to us on earth with His holy simplicity.

We should neither create problems in the Church nor magnify the minor human disorders that occur, so as not to create greater evil and the wicked one rejoice.

He who is irritated about a minor disorder and abruptly rushes to ostensibly correct it … resembles the light-headed sacristan who sees a candle dripping and abruptly dashes to fix it, stumbling over people and candlesticks, and thus creating an even greater disorder during the Divine Service.

It is well known to discerning spiritual Fathers that this demonic practice (namely, deriding the clergy and the Church) has turned many people into Jehovah’s witnesses. It is also known to the whole world that not even one Jehovah’s witness has become Orthodox in this un-orthodox way.

We owe greater gratitude to those who humble us, wrong us, and douse us with venom, than to those who nurse us with honour and sweet words, or feed us with tasty food and confections, for bile is the best medicine for our soul.

Let us not examine whether we were justly or unjustly embittered, out of love or viciousness, or whether we are at fault slightly or not at all. We should accept with joy the spiritual benefit that every trial leaves behind, glorify God for everything and be grateful to the people who wrong us.

The trials that God allows are in proportion to our tolerance level, but unfortunately many times the mockery and thoughtlessness of merciless people are added on and then we break down. Strong wind usually splits sensitive trees and uproots those with shallow roots, while it helps trees with deep roots to extend deeper into the ground.

All those who have within them a demon from birth receive a great reward when they do not murmur, until they are liberated with the Grace of God. Those, however, who were themselves the cause, must themselves do battle.

The thing that will move God more on the Day of Judgement is the work each one of us has done on his old man.

Certainly, we all have some discernment, but unfortunately most of us do not use it on ourselves but on our fellowmen … and we contaminate it with criticism, condemnation, and the demand for others to correct themselves. We should, rather, demand this only from ourselves who do not resolve to struggle fervently, cut off our passions, liberate our soul, and fly to Heaven.

Many times, however, the devil mocks us in the following way: we venerate the icon of an angel with great reverence, whereas the angel in the flesh, our neighbour, who is the image of God, we hurt and insult.

To God, everything is excellent: the ten of the five talents, the four of the two talents and the two of the one talent. Divine justice has different mathematical terms: sometimes one plus one equals two, sometimes two million.

Be careful never to seek out lights and gifts of God … but only repentance, which will bring humility. Then, the Good God will give you whatever is necessary.

If you want to tune in to God so He listens to you when you pray, turn the knob to humility, for on this frequency God always operates, and humbly ask for His mercy.

All quotes taken from “Epistles” by Elder Paisios of Mount Athos.

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