Two monks walked into the café. Their timing is odd in that there is a strange connection between the monks I met in the desert in Arizona and all the monks I meet today. Seeing them was a breath of fresh air for me. I am not sure if it is because grace emanates from them and shines out against all the things I have and do on the planet today. This grace goes beyond human logic they eyes radiate that there is a whole lot more going on with thinking one can’t change the human condition.
Their eyes radiate love and have minimal to no judgment for whatever crap you have inside you. You understand more about love and spirituality by looking in their eyes than you might get in years of attending a normal church.
I am trying to gain these eyes, and actually, perhaps one day walk in the world with them, that would be a sign of growing away from the issue or pride, lust, greed, envy, judgment (the list is long in this one.) I was invited up to a monastery near hear, as that old monk in the desert from a year ago that demonstrated beyond book knowledge that all the words about love can exist inside a human being (with some help from above) can happen.
Perhaps this is my sign that I have to go back and spend some time and look in myself more, as I know I want to progress more in the “non-judgmental” side of my mind and grow in the loving in a world that really is more absorbed into themselves. I find this ironic in that the time I spent in Japan and Switzerland, you have a robust social construct. I think it is stronger in Japan, as the Swiss have the same issue we have in the united states, but with a different shade or coloration. Pride and false humility seem to be pretty much the same thing in my eyes anymore.
But the eyes, are very different from the path these people have chosen. There is something to be said about the monks that came from Mt. Athos to the desert in Arizona and now have 16 places that are more like trauma centers for the soul. I guess I am the odd one in that with my travel I had to go all over, and you have the human organization and structures that each group has to somehow stay within. “are you Russian?”
I wasn’t smart enough to reply, “No. there is no Russian in me. I am the prodigal son that was a doubting Thomas that had a Damascus road experience that scared me to the core. All this came after looking at Christianity, Buddhism, the various major religions of the world and then playing with the all the technology with trying to optimize or improve brainwave cycles, sleep, rest and then I got paid to manipulate human emotions through sensory technology with sight, sound, and smell. My walk on earth led me to the one man you all know, who was kind enough to look me in the eyes, see all the crud that had accumulated on my heart and yet, didn’t judge me, rather gave me the look of love. I think he felt sorry for me?”
When I go and look out, I look in people’s eyes, as they are fascinating. They give me ideas…but when I see and listen to white is going on…I want to change each day….yet, I do realize how hard it is to work through something and change. There is no guarantee it will happen. I just have to remember not to give up and keep taking steps, no matter what is thrown in my life
The monks are ironic. There is an odd connection with monks all over the planet…Arizona, New Mexico, New York, England, Switzerland….the ones that have something unique and radiate love and grace from within – tend to be the ascetics that go out of the world and live apart from it the best they can.
I am really blessed to have been shown there is more than no one answering the question of, “why?” in regular churches.
I got the answer to those questions in a dessert from a man that spent most of his life praying on a mountain in Greece. I am thankful these two monks said, “come up to the monastery and visit” while it is not the fantastic saguaro desert…it will be a new adventure for me to pray in the cold. Last time I experienced that was in a monastery in canyones, nm. I remember waking up at 3:30 in the crisp fall air and walking outside to be greeted by a night sky with no interference from man’s light.
it is moments like that where you realize how tiny you are in the grand scheme of the cosmos, yet, you are aware that you are not too small for something so great to love you back.