Monday, 30 June 2008

• Merton once wrote that our minds are like crows' nests -- we'll collect anything that shimmers, no matter how cluttered our nests become. Utter simplicity -- of mind, of body, of spirit. A buddhist mentality about thought and a Christian desire for the Almighty God of creation.

  I admit -- I often bind myself in webs of complexity. Book after book, documentary after documentary, page after page, word after word. It seems I am content to let knowledge pass through me like, in the old crass phrase, "shit through a goose."

  The implication that I am a goose is intentional.

  The books pile up. I read them, but God, I'm so splintered and fragmented: a failed state. A struggling idealogue. War, gardening, intervention, Aristotle, peace, Christ, herbs, Plato, Chomksy, Guatemala, Buddha, Merton, on and on and on. This was the wisdom of the Spirit several months ago: become an expert. Study one thing. Want to know one thing. Learn it. Teach it. Then enact it.

  Just another lesson in my education, I suppose. You know, I've always thought the Buddha was right about mindfulness.

  (if this small article of foul fowl waste is not indication enough of the multiplicity of my mind, then I don't know what is)

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