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Easter 2020

Easter! It is both a thunderous orchestra of triumphant trumpets and the tender voice we are hearing in our hearts.

    It is the powerful voice of the elements, and the thrill of birdsong that fills the springtime air.

  Easter is represented as the barefoot gardener at sunrise, bringing the forces of re-brith, of new life to the world.
     Easter is the huge, universal celebration of the Creator that has entered the world of non-spirit and gone through the dark trials of death, emerging unscathed and victorious.
     And Easter is the small, tender sprouts of greenery and fragrant blossoms that sparkle in the grass, trusting in the power of life that they may thrive.
     Easter is flight of the joyous butterfly that emerges in winged freedom from the narrow confines of the cocoon and dances upon the air.
  And in our hearts, Easter is the very quiet beginning of self-knowing, as we learn ever more to trust the wisdom of life. It is the path that we walk as we learn to celebrate the beauty of the world, even as we release our attachments to the things that bind us to the unnecessary distractions of life.
     Easter is the love we find, steadfast and unwavering, ferocious and yet infinitely tender.

     For me, Easter lives on the edge of existentialism and faith. To understand it, I have to find my way to the very core of self. That place is awe-some, fearful, beautiful. I have to awaken inside myself; I have to get to know what I am when I have silenced my body, my desires, my thoughts and feelings, my memories, my sense impressions. When all this falls away, there remains a core of me that shudders on the knife edge between being and non-being. Throughout my life, it is watching and listening and growing through this immersion in matter in life, this path towards freedom.
     The very existence of this self-awareness is a gift. It is a glass that I must daily polish, to become so clear and pure that I can see the Creator in it more clearly than I see myself. That is to say: my job is to polish the glass. Then the glass will do what it does best: it will reveal to me what really is.
     And in its shining, I can see that the infinite narrative of this story of Creation.
     It is Love.
     The Creator loves us so much that we are linked forever with its story, its journey into this world, its journey through death, its forever-ness.
     I know that every bit of my becoming is dependent on me discovering how we are connected with the Creator, with one another.
     The Creator thinks into me. It speaks through me. It moves in me, in all I do. It becomes aware of its own self anew, through me.
     Easter Sunrise happens, especially when we pay attention.

May our hearts feel the sunrise in ourselves, and allow it to kindle the power of love within us.

Saturday of Holy Week





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Saturday of Holy Week


I have heard a beautiful story from Rudolf Steiner.

“Imagine,” he says, “that you were looking at the Earth from the far distances of space.
Imagine that you had been doing this for long long ages of time.
For, he says, there came one moment when you could see something astonishing.
Suddenly, the earth began to glow. To shine. To radiate light out into space.
The light that it sent out was no reflected light, such as the moon sends sunlight back into space.
This light came from within the earth itself, when the blood of Christ flowed into the Earth.

he says, “is what happened on Good Friday.”

        Through his sacrificial death, Christ offered Holy Communion to the earth.
        The soul of Christ then entered with His body and blood deep into the earth.

        How was the death of Christ different from other deaths? Christ’s being did not rise away from the earth and dissolve into the expanses of the spiritual world. Christ continued to contract His being upon death. His work was to permeate every layer of this created world with the seed forces of vital creative life, to wrest it from death and bestow upon it the forces of continued future existence.
          Even as it was dark on the earth, as the earthquakes still rumbled and madness permeated the city, the sun-seed in the earth began to shine. Spirit light was born in the core of the earth.

       We human beings were created to be citizens of both worlds: of the heaven and of the earth. Or perhaps to say it better: when we were created, both worlds were still one. But as the earth-world became more solid and as we human beings became more enmeshed in it, the spiritual world faced the very real danger of losing the human race to materialism.
        When they die, human beings who have not cultivated a relationship to the spiritual world while on the earth face the very real danger of not being able to find their way in the land of spirit. They face the danger of dying not only in body, but also in consciousness.
         Our consciousness has relevance not only for ourselves, but also for the spiritual world. Dead thoughts rely heavily on material processes and the brain, but living thinking can access the spiritual world. Living thinking can build the bridge to the spirit even while we are living on earth.
        Yet, the more people turn away from the spirit, the less they can access higher world and the fewer the forces of spirit rejuvenation the earth has access to. This sets the stage for a continuing cycle of cosmic-earthly devolution.
        Christ, the creating spirit of both worlds, bridges spirit and matter. With the force of a spiritual sun, his gift of light, love and life to the world returns life forces to the earth, and shines in the spiritual world for all people, whether living in body or not.

     Each individual must find his or her way to the seed forces of the I-AM alone. The awakening must occur from within, in freedom. The I-AM is not a thing. It is a verb, an activity of presence-ing. of being consciousness. An active I-AM resurrects at every moment,  out of the state of death that we live in even when alive. The I-Am is a living seed, planted in the human heart. It will sprout, grow and flower in the soil of love.

            It is said that the new Sunrise of Easter already occurred deep in the center of the earth on Holy Saturday. There the new day dawned for those human souls who had previously not been able to find their way back to spirit.
            The death of matter has been overcome. The resurrection of the human race in the realm of the etheric forces has begun.
             Can we awaken in ourselves the capacity for love and living consciousness? Can we grasp what really happened on Easter? Can we be part of the new future?

Good Friday 2020: The Gift of Supreme Love

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Friday of Holy Week

The journey through the week before Easter takes us through the archetypes of the seven planets, the seven stages of planetary/cosmic evolution. What then does it mean that on Friday,  the day of the crucifixion, we live in the sphere of Venus? By all traditions, Venus is the goddess of love and beauty. When we behold the violence, hate and true evil of the day of crucifixion, it is hard to reconcile that discrepancy.
     What aspect of Good Friday can be called “good,” when it was a day of suffering and death?


    We can begin by considering the life of Christ-Jesus. What can it mean that Christ, in becoming human, actually lived in a body with eyes to see, ears to hear, hands to touch? What can it mean that the world Creator could step into this limited dimension and see the world as we do, an image–only an image–of His own thoughts and love.
     This world is infinitely precious, but also fraught with pain and trials. This plane of existence poses almost insurmountable challenges to human beings. Too often we undervalue the gift of existence: we forget to ask essential questions, become consumed with frivolities, distract ourselves to death. On our long and arduous journey towards freedom, we too often forget the unspeakable great gift of life.
     What would the experience be of a God who becomes Human? How would it be to touch this world with such hands of love and healing and knowing? Would not every word, every deed, be suffused with awe, appreciation, wonder–the very essence of Love?
     And what does it mean when a God suffers? When a God dies?
     Although many readers will have heard the story of the death and resurrection of 2000 years ago, its deeper meaning can only be fully grasped if we dare to wrestle with it deeply.
     Was there actually a chance that He would not be strong enough? Not able to overcome Death? Can we dare to ask such a question?
     He, the world creator, entered this state of being. He, who brought love, was crucified by those whom he had created.


     Paintings, poetry and stories tell of the grim stories of the afternoon of Good Friday. The world seems to remember the mood of those hours even today, for if we walk in nature at the hour of death on that day, between noon and 3 pm, the world still seems shrouded in quiet, waiting.
     The seed has fallen to the ground. It will be given unto the earth.
     Those who choose to meditate on the mystery of this death will allow themselves to cultivate silence on this day. They will take the time to deeply ponder the veil that separates us from spiritual world. We will wonder why we are born, why we die. And when we come to the core of the question in our hearts, we will meditate on the power of the seed.
       Are the forces of life strong enough in us so that, even if we die, we will live?


      Where is Love in that Friday drama?

      Christ will never force anyone to believe in Him, to acknowledge Him, to follow His way, for if He did, He would be denying them their freedom. And this is the gift that He came to offer.
     Christ’s creating being is identical with love. In living on earth and becoming Human, He gave Himself away, in abundant, creating love.
     Of all the great spirits of the universe, it is said the Christ alone became fully human, and He alone died. There have been initiates, masters, heroes, and world teachers, but only once did a God pass through death into the core of the earth..
      As the sun sets on Good Friday night, the entire universe waits to behold:.what will happen when love is slain? Will it disappear, victim of its own created world?

Seed Valentine

 Not until when we can look back

with unlimited divine consciousness

on these ant-like lives we led here

and feel the kind of kindness

and fiery love only a god can send

like a thunder-bolt into the heart

of a planet teetering on the edge

of a new life will we really sense

how exhausted all the metaphors

of spring still tumble toward

some new death nature conceives

sprouting with all we must rise to

a new magic worked on matter

this time from the inside

a light certain as a flower

            Peter Rennick

Thursday2020: Breaking Bread Together

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Thursday of Holy Week

 O:300From the beginning of Holy Week, we have been tracing the journey of the seven planetary forces that rule the seven days of the week, standing as prototypes for our human experiences. We have passed from the shining Sun forces of Palm Sunday, to the reflective character of the moon, the assertiveness of Mars, and the fulcrum balance-point of Mercury. Mercury, celebrated as the god of healing and as the god of communication, commerce and even thievery in ancient Rome, inspires inner and outer movement. As we learn to understand the lessons of Mercury, we can find the quiet center of all movement in our heart. This marks the first step in the journey towards the awakening of the true I-Am.
     Thursday represents the next step on the journey through the planets, in which the awakened self reaches out beyond its own inner core, learning to embrace the world with love.
     Thursday stands under the rulership of Jupiter, celebrated in ancient times as Jove or Zeus. As a king, he rules with wisdom and generosity. The task of the true king is to have an overview over the well-being of his kingdom, caring for it with love and compassion. He must forego his own self-centeredness, and expand his awareness to embrace the whole kingdom. (And of course it goes without saying that this is not gender-specific!) The new king must become a participant, must become a servant.


    Meditations on the nature of Christ the cosmic creator spirit and Jesus the great initiate human being unveil to us deepest questions of human existence. Among them is this: in offering himself to become a bearer of Christ, Jesus was able to give over his separate human self for the greater good of humanity. And Christ was able to give over his all-sovereign spiritual majesty to become a human being. 
      In do doing, Christ as a “king” became a servant of humanity. Every word he spoke, every deed he did in his years as a human being served to lay the seeds of a future for humanity. Uniting himself with Jesus, He gave to human beings the possibility of taking the next step in evolution, so that we could become bearers of the I-AM consciousness.
     Christ gave to human beings seven powerful meditative pictures of what the I-AM is. Each of these is a mantra that we can meditate upon: each has the possibility of opening new insights to us.

I-AM the Bread of Life
I-AM the Light of the World
I-AM the Door
I-AM the Good Shepherd
I-AM the Resurrection and the Life
I-AM the Way and the Truth and the Life
I-AM the True Vine


  On Thursday of Holy Week, Christ Jesus celebrated the Passover Meal with His disciples.We can find this described in beautiful language in the Gospel of St. John, which describes how He speaks with great love of His connection with humanity. Then, we read, He knelt at the feet of His disciples and washed their feet. When I consider this image, I am moved at the image of the Lord kneeling in service of those whom he came to serve. The archetype of the king no longer stands above his folk: Spirit bows to the world in love.
     Other gospels tell us then of how Jesus picked up the bread and the wine at the table of the supper, and blessed it before sharing it with his disciples. Christ said to those sitting with them “Eat this, drink this, and do it in remembrance of me.” In this, He poured all of His life forces, then, now and into the future, into the world of matter. Christ promises that He will be in matter, working as a seed force, forever. We will walk on him with our feet, touch Him with our hands, see Him through our senses. We need only choose to perceive Him, and we awaken in our selves.
     Through the presence of Christ,  the I-AM has entered into the life of the earth, and is active, everywhere. Spirit does not stand aloof from its Creation. It lives in my mind, my heart, my body, even as it lives in the material substance of the earth. 


      As He sat with his disciples for the Passover feast, Christ Jesus shared with them his most intimate thoughts. Only hours later, in the darkness of night in the garden of Gethsame, Christ was taken prisoner by soldiers, and delivered into the hands of the those who would eventually crucify Him. The next step in the drama of Holy Week becomes a dark tale of betrayal, cruelty and evil. 
        Christ, obeyng a higher lawfulness, allowed himself to become vulnerable. In the darkness of night, the seed forces he offered to humanity would be laid into the earth. 


     Thursday is the day of Jupiter. We perceive its signature in the gesture of the king: wisdom, life and abundance. In the body, it rules the liver, long honored as the source of good health and vitality. In language, Jupiter speaks the sound “Oh.”
    To move the sound “Oh” in eurythmy, we round our arms in a great, symmetrical circle. This roundness is buoyant and light-filled, overcoming the heaviness of gravity. But most importantly, in making the Oh, our soul needs to step outside of itself. The singular “I” of Mercury evolves to become an experience of community, caring for others as much as it cares for itself. In rounding the arms in Oh, we aspire to embrace the entire world, thereby experiencing that we ourselves are but one point on the circle of community. 
     So Christ, in entering the earth, created a circle of abundance. At the Last Supper, His radiant love embraced the disciples in the archetypal “Oh.” And the circle of His never-ending love continues to expand throughout the entire earth.


Wednesday 2020: Standing in the Balance



In this year of the corona virus, humanity, wrapped in the cocoon of mandated quarantine, faces essential questions of life.
     Unfortunately, many will be confronted with urgent questions of survival, perhaps not able to secure housing, food and essential supplies. The foundations of society are confronted with the very real image of death. As the days crawl by, we have watched enough movies, done enough puzzles, to last a lifetime. If we are lucky, we are gifted the chance to go outside often enough to breathe clean air, hear birdsong and enjoy the greening of spring. We are able to enjoy good food and loving conversations with those near us.
     But all of this poses the urgent question: What are you really doing with yourself in this time of retreat?
     What balance are you finding in this weeks of quarantine?
     Now restricted to the interior rooms of our dwellings,  our interior spaces open up. By this I mean: the interior spaces of our souls. Increasingly we find: it is time to face the inner questions, such as: can I be comfortable in my own skin? am I driven by the incessant urge to distract myself? does the societal fear drummed up to a fever pitch take root in me, too?
     Centuries ago, Henry David Thoreau chose to seek out these states of self-isolation. He chose to move into the woods to be alone, writing he wanted to “confront only the essential facts of life, and not, when it came to die, discover that I had not lived.”
    In my  own experience, this time is a gift to confront these essential fact. For when all else fades away, there is only one true place we can go to find the authentic self, and that is the center of the heart. In our threefold self, neither the mind nor the gut  alone can give us the balance that we need.  We need to find the fulcrum point of our selves in the heart.
     True: we need clarity of thought to stream through all of our consciousness, to be honestly seeking understanding and wisdom. And as long as we live on the earth, we need to feel the power of being grounded in caring for the needs of the present day. 
     But it is the heart—the heart chakra— that can hold the dynamic balance between these extremes. 
     In my eurythmy practice, this feeling becomes somatic. Standing quietly, we can cultivate the experience that the heart has an “interior door to the infinite.” When we center ourselves in the heart, we can be aware of many wonders simultaneously: the present moment and the infinite, the heavens and the earth, the head and the limbs, self and others. 
     In the heart, you are both World and Self. Here is the home of the Spirit Self, being born in you through your life journey.
     Here we learn to love life.
     Here there is no fear of death.
     This is the lesson of Wednesday, the middle of the week, the day of Balance.


    In the meditative journey through Holy Week, Wednesday stands at the midpoint, offering the fulcrum in the unfolding drama. Midpoints always imply a crisis, and a turning point. Here we move from what has been towards what will become.
     Holy Week marks the journey of Christ’s last week of his life on earth in the body and soul of Jesus. We could also say it marks the journey of the human being Jesus as he walked through the last week of his life on earth bearing the stupendous power of the Christ in every aspect of his being.How could this limitless Creating Spirit and this earth-man merge into one? How could God become so small, and the human being become so pure a vessel that they could become one perfect union?
     And to take the next step: how can I work on my own self so that I, too, can become a vessel for creation, for God?
     In the story of Holy Week in the Bible, Wednesday presents us with two powerful archetypal figures in Jesus’ circles. One is Mary Magdalene, who kneels at his feet with a bottle of precious ointment and anoints him with the devotional power of her overwhelming love. The other is Judas Iscariot, the disciple who betrayed Jesus. It is said that he had been hoping that Christ would reveal himself to the world as a fully public savior and bring political and social peace to the world. He grew impatient with Mary’s deed, and fled to Jesus’ enemies. For the price of 30 pieces of silver, he revealed to them where Jesus could be found, and led them to him the following night.
     In the crisis of Wednesday, these archetypes can speak deeply to our souls. Don’t we all bear within ourselves two souls: the idealist and the pragmatist, the generous and the greedy, the pure and the impure? How can we balance the polarities in our being? How can we create the active center point in ourselves that can endure the tension between extremes?
     How can we access the quiet place in the human heart that is really aligned with truth?
     Can this time of quarantine give us the strength to seek, find and build our center?

The Eurythmy Gesture for Wednesday

     The planet Mercury rules Wednesday, and speaks through the vowel sound I (ee). In the eurythmy gesture for I (ee), we can experience the archetype of the Divine Ego, of the I-Am, as it strives towards self- actualization. I invite you to move this gesture with your own body. (You can find more about the sounds in my book, Eurythmy Movements and Meditations)

     This I (ee) is spirit self is the Ego, the I-Am, and its invisible fuel is the essence of spirit-being. So, too, in the course of each human life, we can evolve past the immature experience of defining ourselves by what we are not, and begin to define ourselves from within. The Ego, the I-Am of the human being is the eternal flame that burns in the inner core of our being. It is never in a stagnant condition. In constant self-creating, it lives in the dynamic relationship between being and non-being, interior and exterior, right and left, up and down, heaven and earth. As if on a tightrope, the I-Am seeks and creates balance between polarities. It creates itself anew whenever it awakens into self-consciousness. The sound I (ee) rings forth from the soul when it manifests its own light-being in spirit filled self-manifestation.

     Begin by imagining yourself clothed in radiant yellow-orange. Feel your heart, the center of your being. A stream of light radiates outward from this center with energetic red brilliance, expanding outwards through the upper arm into the space above you. Balance this outgoing energy with a blue counterweight in your other arm. The lower arm grounds you, helps you feel the earnest necessities of life. Feel the dynamic tension of the forces of the two. The awakened human begin can balance heaven and earth, spirit and matter, light and dark. As you practice this gesture in eurythmy, learn about your own soul. Do you tend more towards the light or towards the darkness? Can you be both practical and enlightened.? Can you bear responsibility and align yourself with high spiritual striving?
Who are you? Who are you becoming?

     This is the gesture of the awakened heart, a heart that allows itself to learn through constantly practicing awareness of the I-Am. This is the prototypal gesture of Christ, imprinted into human beings for the first time through one human being, and vouchsafed for all humanity as our future birthright. Walking the path through matter, we awaken through balancing heaven and earth.

Tuesday: the Day of Strength

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As Holy Week unfolds, we meet the power of Mars on Tuesday. Mars has long been associated with masculine, self-assertive actions, with power.
     What are the true sources of Power? And what power has been vouchsafed to human beings?
We can imagine the tremendous forces of the natural world: volcanic eruptions, tectonic shifts, hurricanes, tornadoes.  Far greater are the forces of the cosmos, where stars are born and explode, or collapse into black holes.
     We might well believe that these are mere mechanical process, because they can be explained through physical laws. But if we long to go deeper, then we may ask: “What being or beings are moving behind the phenomena we perceive?” Without denying the validity of scientific explanations, can we explore Consciousnesses that are active behind the phenomena of the world? Are they the source of the power that we now perceive enchanted into forms and mechanics?
     The spiritual science of Rudolf Steiner urges us to consider ranks and ranks of beings, each of whom have different levels of consciousness. We human beings are but beginners on the journey of our acquisition of consciousness, and we rely on our modest physical senses to reveal to us the ways of the physical world we live in. But beings far greater than we have more subtle and more expansive consciousness and abilities.  Their very being IS source of love, of will and intention, of wisdom and movement and form. Their deeds and thoughts are the powerful sources of all aspects of our world.
     We live in a living world, yet as long as we remain passive in our knowledge, we believe our world is dead. These are the great mysteries I seek to understand at Easter. Christ the Creating Spirit was born as the Son of God, and lived as a human being on earth. His level of consciousness contains and encompasses that of all other ranks of beings. Entering into embodiment into this world of substance, He consciously sacrificed His original power. He became infinitesimally small, infinitely human. This was the greatest test of Spirit Consciousness: would the power of Love and Being be extinguished, or would it be able to overcome Death?
     What then is Death? There are many layers of death. One is the death that we experience at the end of life. Another consists of the small deaths we go through every day, in our body, in our thoughts and feelings as we evolve.
     And yet I believe the actual death consists of our descent into matter. We have died to the spiritual world through being born into the world of maya. We are developing our capacity to be conscious through being taught by the senses. Yet this is but an intermediary level. When we grasp the force of Seed of Spirit that has been given to us, we will be able to be alive, to think living thoughts and have living consciousness by dint of practicing our awareness, constantly.
     Power? Power surrounds us on all sides. Cosmic power created the world, and its effects are found in all things. Humanity lives in this world of power, and has seized power and is learning to wield it. Humanity’s capacity to use power has evolved over long ages, and can be seen as a motive force behind all of human history. Power can be used wisely, kindly, lovingly, or it can be horribly abused.           When humans misuse power in their treatment of other people, the results include control, murder, enslavement, wars and torture.  When humans misuse power in their treatment of the natural world, the results are the fearsome destruction of forests, oceans, ecosystems, and now of food systems, seed crops, genetic integrity.
     On Tuesday of the first Holy Week, Christ Jesus openly challenged the power wielders in his world. He spoke words of Truth to the false priests, the money changers, the hypocrites and the fundamentalists.  I imagine the force of His spirit-force charging the words that He spoke, as He lay clear to them how they were misusing power. In the face of the absolute moral power that Christ wielded, there is no place to hide. Human beings must judge themselves when they realize the cosmic consequences of their own misdeeds.

The power of speech

     Tuesday is the day of Mars, and every Tuesday we meet its challenge. Mars rules not only power but also Speech. It is said that the World was originally spoken into being by the Creator, and that Christ is that very Creating Word. By becoming fully human Christ gave the power of the living Word to humanity. In the fullness of time, conscious human beings will be able to unite with Christ is such a living way that our Word also will be capable of cosmic Creating.
     On the journey towards such a future, human beings will hopefully seek to permeate all power with love, and wisdom. The first step towards this consists in learning to perceive the Created World with living thinking that can perceive the moral laws made the world. We can internalize this morality by uniting ourselves with Christ, with Him who made Himself small so that we can be re-born in spirit.



Monday of Holy Week: the Day of Reflection

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The story of Holy Week begins on a Sunday. On Palm Sunday we considered Christ-Jesus solemnly entering Jerusalem on the back of a donkey, praised by the people who lined the streets. The jubilant crowds saw in Him the hoped-for hero who would solve all their political and social problems. Yet this was not the task of the Christ. In esoteric language we can understand that the people were imagining that salvation would come to them from without. They had not yet understood that humanity was finally ready for a new step in evolution.
     Christ was not interested in solving the social problems as a hero or authority. Everything that He did was born directly out of the Source of all being. He bore within himself the intention to take all the power of Creation with him right through the most condensed, the most concentrated, the most tragic human experience, even through death—–so that He could wrest from it the power of life and rebirth. His intention was to give to humanity everything that we need to take our next evolutionary step. When we follow His intentions, we can begin to cultivate new levels of consciousness in ourselves. With our minds, our heart, our bodies we can now become the Seeds of a New Earth.
    As Christ walked through the last week of His life on earth, his deeds imprinted new archetypes onto the signatures of the seven planetary powers.
    Palm Sunday bears the imprint of the natural powers of the Sun.
    Today, on Monday, we meet a new archetype. The Moon represents above all the gesture of reflecting the light of the Sun. Moon consciousness does not yet access pure Source, but lives only out of Maya. Moon consciousness is content with images instead of reality, with information instead of wisdom, with brain thinking instead of heart thinking. In this sense, Moon consciousness is dream consciousness, but not in a modern or positive sense. It may rise from body instincts, from subliminal messages, or even from eternal authorities whose sources we cannot trace.
     Human consciousness has grown from the soil of Moon consciousness. We had to begin our process of cognition by through dreams, through instincts, through associative thinking.
     Now, however, the new mind is awakening. Now hearts will learn to think. Now we will begin to understand the sources of things, not only the surfaces of things. Clear, illumined Sun-thinking is born out of resurrection powers. Humanity is now ready to develop the new thinking, the new mind. This thinking lives in a state of consciousness that will not die. This consciousness lives in the sources of eternal life.
     On the evening of Palm Sunday, Christ withdrew with his twelve disciples into the quiet of their inner room. No more would He be heralded as the long-awaited hero. On Monday, he began his task of showing to humanity the futility of lazy thinking, of mediumship, of dogma, of external authority, of power. Step by step in this week we are called to discover in ourselves the workings of our shadow mind, so that we can lay it aside and recognize the new, germinating capacities within that enable us to step into eternal life.

Palm Sunday: the Glory and the Sorrow

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Nothing is so beautiful as spring!
           When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush.
Thrushes’ eggs look little low heavens, and thrush
           Through the echoing timber doth so rinse and wring the ear,
It strikes like lightnings to hear him sing.
            The glass pear tree leaves and blooms,
          They brush the descending blue.
That blue is all in a rush
          With richness; the racing lambs too have fair their fling.

 What is all this juice and all this joy?
           A strain of the earth’s sweet being in the beginning,
In Eden garden. – Have, get, before it cloy,
            Before it cloud, Christ, lord, and sour with sinning.
Innocent mind and Mayday in girl and boy,
            Most, O maid’s child, thy choice, and worthy the winning.

 Every spring, nature re-enacts this first celebration of existence with the exuberance of spring, as life unfurls in dizzying colors and fragrances and shapes.

Each year I return at this season to this sonnet by Gerard Manley Hopkins, as my senses are re-enlivened and I am drawn out of my winter introspection into the festival of nature. With the eyes of the poet, I see the grasses, the thrushes, the blooming trees and the blue of the sky. I hear the birds above and the lambs on our farm. With the heart of a eurythmist, I savor the dance of sound, the repeating consonants and the rhyming vowels so powerfully woven in the alliteration of sounds.

In this poem, I can imagine the first day of Creation. God (the unlimited source of all) could no longer contain the abundance of love, and overflowed with an outpouring of living ideas and thoughts, some as big as universes and some as intimate as molecules. God created us, too, on this first day, as creatures equipped to receive all this beauty, all this world, all this love.

This is the glory of Palm Sunday, a celebration of all that we have been given for our joy and well-being. Palm Sunday celebrates Christ as the Son of God, the Sun God, the spirit of the Sun who walked on earth as a human being. Songs of praise surrounded Him as he rode into Jerusalem on the back of a donkey those many years ago.

As we considered yesterday, every birth inevitably contains the coffin of a future death. The poet writes that the Garden of Eden will soon come to an end, but we are urged to “have, get, before it cloy, before it cloud, Christ, Lord, and sour with sinning.”

This year, like none before, we all enter Holy Week with solemnity. In our self-made cocoons, we learn to seek what is essential. We all know that the beauty of spring will soon give way to the heat of summer, and then, at length, to a withering and fading away. This year, the ghost of death draws much nearer to us. 
The man who rode into Jerusalem on a donkey on Palm Sunday did not raise his arms in boastful, triumphant, narcissistic celebration. He rode into Jerusalem fully aware of the solemnity of the hour, of the trials and sorrows that would lie ahead, knowing that he would be sorely tested, that he would have to seek to fulfill deeds of cosmic magnitude.
We, too, enter this week aware that by the end of this season, many will have died. 

Where will we find the forces of resurrection? What seeds will this week bring to us?

Palm Sunday is the last Sunday of the “old mysteries.” We must acknowledge that only if we can re-discover the living forces of creation that lie behind the world of the senses can we unite with the forces of life and rebirth.

And on Easter Sunday, through connecting with the very source of life, Christ will illumine for us the path of resurrection.

For, in the words of the poet, this earth is indeed “worthy of winning.”


The Journey through Holy Week and the Planetary Archetypes

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          In this season of the Covid-19 quarantine, it seems we have all wrapped ourselves into our own, individual cocoons. We have withdrawn into our interiors, there to face profound existential questions.

            There has been no time like this in my lifetime, in which the natural world has mandated us to slow down, stop, and face the question of our own mortality. The challenge here is not like 9/11, not a nuclear war, not even—yet—ecological disaster. This challenge is more intimate, slow and quiet. Each of us has to face the stark reality of our own interior.
            And what do we find there? Do we continue to distract ourselves, to fear, to despair?
            Whom do we meet, in our personal, silent spaces?
            Who speaks, in the interior of the soul?
            This year, perhaps like never before, we are plunged into the mood of Lent, or pre-Easter. Here we face the deepest questions of our own mortality.
We are forced to face the question: What is death?
Are we ready for our life to be finished?
For our loved ones to leave us, possibly in the wink of an eye?
The coming week, known as Holy Week, is the time of preparation for Easter. Each day carries the powerful archetype of its ruling planet, imprinted on the human psyche
According to ancient wisdom, these are:                  
          Sunday                        Sun                  Wholeness and abundance    au
          Monday                       Moon              Reflection                                     i
          Tuesday                       Mars              Assertive opposition                 ā
          Wednesday                 Mercury       Agility and balance                   ē
          Thursday                     Jupiter          Generosity, wisdom                 o
          Friday                          Venus              Love                                               ah
          Saturday                      Saturn            Solemnity                                    u

Through the insights of esoteric Christianity, we can find a path of meaning through this week, as we contemplate the archetypes of Lent. In the journey through Holy Week, we face the deep questions of life: meaning, intention, birth, death, suffering, sorrow. These questions are not only for the religious person: these are the powerful questions that are brooding in all of us, as we wait in the cocoon of our quarantines. This is the week to embrace the crisis of the spirit, the trials of life.
This coming Easter will also be unique. There promise to be no outward festivities. Yet in the earthly-spiritual realms, new doors will be opened—doors we very well might not have been able to notice, if life had not driven us to the brink of death. We will have a new appreciation for the gift of being alive, of having been created and placed into time and space. We can draw nearer to understanding our ultimate responsibility: the task of creating the new human being through living on the earth in sacred service to the Creator and the created world.
In that spirit, starting tomorrow I will once again publish the 8 Easter essays I have written for this season, one for each day of the week.
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