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The Universal Christ

From "The Universal Christ" by Richard Rohr:-

[i]As G. K. Chesterton once wrote, "Your religion is not the church you belong to, but the cosmos you live inside of." Once we know that the entire physical world around us, all of creation, is both the hiding place and the revelation place for God, this world becomes home, safe, enchanted, offering grace to any who look deeply.[/i]

Such a way of seeing and being is not a falling away from what has always been believed by the "true Christian" but is in fact simply part of the Great Tradition of the Christian Faith from its earliest days.

This way of seeing, being and knowing represents the fertility of the earth itself and the wondrous, healing, natural power of creation of our phenomenal world. Such seeing is simply a function of the nature of reality, intimately connected with the dynamic support of the earth, space itself, and a multidimensional view of the movements of time. Time and space is a "vital, ephemeral agent of awareness and healing. All spaciality and temporality potentially hold liberative qualities."

Now over to those who wish to jeer, denigrate, call names or simply insist that there is only one truth (i.e. theirs)

Thank you
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Just to share, having mentioned "The Narrow Road to the Deep North", a small passage from this (from the edition translated by Sam Hammil)

[i]Out in the field, a horse, and nearby a man cutting grass. I stopped to ask directions. Courteous, he thought awhile, then said, “Too many intersecting roads. It’s easy to get lost. Best to take that old horse as far as he’ll go. He knows the road. When he stops, get off, and he’ll come back alone.”
Two small children danced along behind, one with the curious name of Kasane, same as the pink flower.

With this kasane
she’s doubly pink
a fitting name

Arriving at a village, I tied a small gift to the saddle, and the horse turned back.[/i]

Simply another world, another time, another place. Yet here and now.