Namaste
Namaste.
The divine in me greets the divine in you.
I’m a disciple of Jesus. He didn’t say that. For some from my religious village, that would be enough to discredit it. There’s just too much at stake today to practice Christianity that way, though.
The divine in me greets the divine in you.
No, Jesus didn’t say that.
He did say “love your neighbor as yourself.”
He did say “Whatsoever you do to the least of these you do unto me.”
He did say “do unto others as you would have them do unto you.”
And those are pretty close.
And, whether he said it or not, he sure lived as if every single child of God had a spark of the sacred in them.
And then there’s that whole Genesis thing: you know, created in the image and likeness of God.
The divine in me greets the divine in you.
Namaste.
In a culture where racism is gaining more purchase,; where gender bias is getting more pronounced; where ageism and homophobia and elitism and classism are all on the rise: some new pathway to ‘love your neighbor’ must be discovered.
Namaste.
The divine in me greets the divine in you.
Two black men are arrested while waiting for a friend in a Starbucks.
Transgender soldiers are banned from the military.
Mexicans are met at the border with larger and larger military forces and assumed to be drug dealers.
Muslims are categorized as terrorists.
Women are objectified by men, paid less money than their male counterparts, and victimized continuously by men seeking to satisfy their sexual appetite.
Racism and sexism and nativism and xenophobia and homophobia can’t survive a culture in which the divine spark is assumed to reside in the body, the heart, the soul of the one you see in front of you.
Namaste.
The divine in me greets the divine in you.
On my journey, I seek new eyes to see the inherent beauty and sacred in all living things. I seek to unlearn what I have been taught about hierarchies of race and gender and sexual orientation and gender identity and size and nationality and age and ability. That’s not easy, because we all construct our power assumptions based on values we attach to those attributes.
Its killing us.
Let us seek the sacred; and in so doing discover source of the divine spark in all we meet. Let us assume that the stranger newly met is God’s beloved. Let us be the source of our world’s Namaste on this, our journey Into the Mystic.