High Treason Against Existence

Humans do not always know when their Higher Power is going to speak to them or what will be said to them.

Wait.

Wait for the Voice to speak to you. Wait for the thoughts to come.

Do not expect the Voice to speak to you in the same manner as would a human. You will not necessarily hear a human voice in the same way as if your best friend spoke to you. Although, quite honestly, your God could speak to you through your best friend, a relative or a complete stranger. In my own life I have received messages when I’ve seen things as varied as a headline on a newspaper or a fox in the woods. Many times I have not been aware that I was supposed to receive a message, a thought, a mystical intuition. It’s not as if I had asked a question. Quite the contrary. Very often there are answers to questions we have never asked. Yet, in the depths of our souls, there were gaps waiting to be filled.

Keep on with your life while you wait. There’s nothing saying that the dishes can wait forever or some magic genie is going to pop up out of nowhere to do your work. Life will continue to go on. It’s up to you to go on with the business of life. Our Creator informs us of what we need to know about our existence in Its own time, not ours. The wait can be terribly maddening. It can also be a good time to dig in and learn about something you never knew you care about. Like listening to late nineteenth and early twentieth century recordings of jazz.

For all any of us knows the Creator may be a great aficionado of King Oliver and Bessie Smith. High Society and Careless Love may be the Creator’s two favorite songs written by humans. My Higher Power knows that What a Wonderful Life holds a place apart deep in my heart, but it’s up to me to be man enough to admit not everybody has to love the song like I do. Or the Creator may entirely eschew the canon of classical jazz for zarzuela.

Until such time as we’re able to discuss such matters with our Higher Power our life’s work is to do our work. To deliberately refuse to do our spiritual work by striving to be the very best individuals we can be, is to commit high treason against existence.

It’s easy to get out what my grade school teachers called the five fingered pointer and aim in every which direction. That one over there, this one in blue, somebody with a red face are not living according to our personal standards. Let’s point fingers at them all, shall we?

They aren’t doing what we know they should do to make life better for everyone, says us, so obviously they are total blighters.

Aren’t they?

We’re right.

They’re wrong.

We say so. And that’s the end of the conversation because we say so and we are always right.

Except when we aren’t.

Except when we’re bashing other people over their heads with our rightness, our knowledge of all things great and good.

Except when we are unaware that our own high crimes and misdemeanors are dragging us down because — oops — we forgot to listen. We forgot to pay attention for the Voice that speaks so loudly that it can not be heard by human ears.

Make your choices and cry out to heaven if you are denied.

Curse the rains.

Roil and scream at the thunder.

Flash so brightly you put Thor’s hammer to shame.

Ultimately anything a mere creature does will appear not to matter while it matters everything. It matters to the Creator when those It created rise up against It. Whether spirit or mortal. Willfulness against the Creator’s desire for us to live, to have full and joyful and spirited lives, is high treason. To deny the riches of the goodness of life for ourselves and others is high treason.

For that I have seen souls pay.