Musings on History

When one begins to study history, one thinks that there is a set body of information that you can read all of and grasp the depths of understanding, yet history is basically an illusion made up of stories and myths that change as soon as we discover something greater to expand our knowledge, which in turn, reshapes our world view and understanding of many things.  Basically, if you study deep enough you will find that we truly know very little about our past and what we do know is in a constant flux of discovery and rediscovery. Yet, so much is lost, waiting to be rediscovered and reawakened.  Each new discovery truly changes everything and we have to weed through the fact that most of recorded history is accounted to the Victors of each great physical, intellectual, and Spiritual battle and we are left to sift through the dust of these battles and find out what really happened and how did we get from that moment to now.  So, in other words the quest to understand history is not some place we finally arrive but it is a quest of epic proportions that will encompass your entire life.  If you are set in your desire to study the past be ready to be broken millions of times, mentally, spiritually, psychologically, as you walk upon your journey of discovery, you will be remade, reshaped many a times over.  You must get beyond the fear of launching off into uncharted territory and beyond the fear of the fact that you really do not know as much as you think you do, but I do believe that each of us have in our heart's the deep questions;  Where do I come from?  Who am I? and where am I going?  and it is this trinity of questions that fuels our quest.

If they say to you, 'Where do you come from?' Say, 'We come from the light;  the place where the light first came into being...' If they say to you, 'Who are you?'  Say, 'We are the children of the light and we are the chosen of the Living Father.' If they ask you, 'What is the sign of your Father in you?  Say to them, 'Movement and rest'


Peace, Tim

Blog revamp and an invitation...

Hello and welcome to the revamp of my into the wild blog.  I chose the new name for two reasons, first in honor of a great friend of mine and her reintroduction of an ancient word into our modern vocabulary..perichoresis.  In the eighth century the last of the Greek Patriarchs of the Church,  John of Damascus, wrote some deep theology, and part of what he is best known for was his explanation of the Trinity.  He coined the phrase “perichoresis.”  “Peri” means “around,” and “Choresis” means “movement,” and from which we get the word “Choreography.” John said, “There is a divine dance that takes place in the center of God, where Father, Son, and Spirit move around each other, serve each other, give themselves to each other, and each know their part and live it out as fully as possible.”  This concept of perichoresis was soon translated into the phrase, “Divine Dance.” And this great friend of mine has imparted this dance into all of our lives in so many ways that she has no idea of.  The second reason for the name is that I was genetically tested in October of 2009 and found to have the genetic marker for Huntington's Chorea, a progressive neurodegenerative genetic disorder, which affects muscle coordination and leads to cognitive decline, involuntary movement, and dementia. In May of this year I went to the Neurologist and was diagnosed with early symptoms and placed on disability. So for me the irony in the title is that Chorea in greek means..to dance, whether voluntarily or involuntarily and in my case you really can't tell the difference anyway :)

For me, this is an invitation to you to join me on my ever expanding circle of life.  I am a mystic because I feel the presence of God,  I am a poet because I celebrate that presence of God in all of life, and I am a scientist constantly searching and striving to find answers and meaning in every aspect of life and in this I am being made whole. So,  I leave you with a quote from one of my favorites Meister Eckhart:  Apprehend God in all things, for God is in all things.  Every single creature is full of God and is a book about God.  Every creature is a word of God.  If I spent enough time with the tiniest creature--even a caterpillar--I would never have to prepare a sermon.  So full of God is every creature.  For, God is at home;  it is we who have gone out for a walk.

thank you caring....Tim