Today it is the feast of the Epiphany. Traditionally it is thought that the three wise men, or three great kings from the East, finally arrived at an insignificant cattle shed in Bethlehem, on January 6th, to find the newborn Jesus lying in a manger. Through their sophisticated knowledge of astronomy, astrology and ancient prophesies, they had followed the great star and brought priceless gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh for the baby – symbols of wealth, healing and power. Through revelations they had realised that something profoundly important had happened for mankind and they wanted to witness it and pay homage.
On the surface of things our senses tell us that we are separate individuals, living separate lives in a world that is divided into distinct countries with differing world views. Our sense of reality is rooted in Newton’s model of a clockwork universe where man’s mind is separate from his mechanical body and separate from his environment. Things only “exist” if we can experience them with our senses and can be scientifically measured, quantified and replicated in clinical experiments. We have collectively bought into this old paradigm and the result is escalating dissent, hatred and conflict wherever we look. Read the rest of this entry »
Watching the snow falling softly, silently – a few flakes at first, growing in numbers until it was snowing heavily, blotting out the sky in a hushed, swirling, mesmerising dance. Visibility was reduced to a few feet in front of my nose. As flakes came to settle on my gloved hands I marvelled at each perfect crystal, knowing that each one was unique in structure. Softly innocent, silently innocuous. Each flake was so tiny and yet, in combination with others, held such immense power to bring our lives to a standstill.
So miniscule and yet so cumulatively powerful as to transform our lives. Read the rest of this entry »
Do you sometimes feel that we have all lost the plot – just a little bit – as we hurtle towards Christmas in a whirlwind of frantic preparations? Spinning ever faster as we battle along crowded pavements looking for the perfect present, making endless lists to be worked through and ticked off. Do you feel a rising sense of panic and desperation induced by the onslaught of tacky materialism? Isn’t there more to it than this extravaganza of tawdry Santas’ grottos, tacky baubles and the increasingly aggressive, pressurising TV advertisements exhorting us to buy, buy, buy? Read the rest of this entry »