The Sun is God. Everyone can see that

 "The Sun is God.  Everyone can see that."  Or so C.J. Jung was told on his trip to America by the Native American Elder.    Without getting into the discussion of what God is, we are literally, metaphorically, energetically one with the Sun.  We revolve around it.  It controls our destiny.  So it has that going for it.

Then old C.J. is told that without the Elders belief the Sun would not rise.  And you can just feel the recoil in our Western Minds.  "That's not how it works.  With the advent of Science (emphasis on capitalizing the "S" intended), we "know" that the sun is just one of many stars in the universe.  We are on one of many planets that orbits the sun in ways and manners that can be mathematically  calculated.  Science has "evolved" humans past ancient superstitions and Sun worship.

So Western man no longer believes in the Sun.  And it continues to Rise.   And it is no longer a God.  But what about the continuing faith of the Native American Elder.  What are they preserving?  To this I only say, whether the Sun is alive or not, like Schroedinger's Cat, depends on perspective.  We underestimate, or better yet, do not understand what the human imagination actually is and what it can do.  Not in a casually sort of way, but in a way that points at something else.  The imagination can turn a God into a lifeless ball of burning hydrogen.  And take all the life out of the universe.

Back from Tuscon.  Seeing the end of my ancestors.

The Sausage Dog of all Religious Impulses

 Oh my goodness does this Theosophical podcast Guest Dimitri get my knickers all bunched up getting ready for this show.  I feel so much energy against the notion that you can petition the divine.  And that kind of prayer.  It just hurts thinking about it.  

At one level, I have the Jim Morrison reaction, "You CANNOT Petition the Lord with Prayer."  I mean Jesus H. Christ, what do you think, God runs a court of law?  And you file petitions to get the almighty to do stuff.   Another response, the Book of Job.  Job did everything right and God shits on him.  Over and over.  And then when Job complains, God reveals the Leviathan.  For you see, its not about Job, its not about our individual selves and what our individual selves want.  Its not about our human schemes and plans.  

At another level, we want the world to make sense.  To follow order and rules imposed by us.  Its totally understandable, because the alternative is kind of frightening, like...well....the Leviathan.   So we take the divine which is like this wild majestic mysterious Wolf, and through the process of thousands of years we domesticate this Wolf by feeding it and befriending it.  And over the thousands of years, the Wolf gradually evolves into the little sausage dogs that are always friendly, always do what you want (when they can understand what we want), and provide great companionship.  

Butt, Butt Butt, You CANNOT turn the Lord into a Weiner Dog.  No matter how hard you try.  Its not about you silly.