The Christuman Way

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The Way of Christuman is a call to an individual ethic of creativity: is a call to grow soul.  Just as neurons and synapses extend our neurological network and advance our intellectual capacity, we look for very personal responses to the call to create and grow the equivalent of synapses and neurons within our soul.  Rich or poor, secure or unhinged, our call is to create.  Political and religious philosopher, Nikolai Berdyaev who wrote so much about creativity said, “Creativeness and a creative attitude to life as a whole is not man’s right, it is his duty.  It is a moral imperative that applies in every department of life…The path of creativeness is a way of realizing the fullness of life….All the products of man’s personality may be temporal and corruptible, but the creative fire itself is eternal, and everything temporal ought to be consumed in it….”  It would seem that what we create may be temporal, but that we create is eternal.  Thus, in all we do, we look to sustain a fire, a creative fire that is eternal.  It is this fire which sustains the firings of our soul, extending it and widening its band of interplay.  

“Act,” says Berdyaev, “so that eternal life might be revealed to you and that the energy of eternal life should radiate from you to all creation.”  I see our community as an order dedicated to creative acts that spring from all of our creative outpourings: writings, classes, dance, music, conversation, cooking, worship, work, relationships, meditations and prayer.  While our creations may be temporal, the eternal element is the creative fire.  In times of despair, in times of disappointment, in times of impending dis-ease and discomfort, we rely on this creative ethic to sustain and grow soul for each individual and thereby sustain and grow soul for the community as well.                             

Benjamin H. Martin

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Shinto World Health Day: prayers are said for healing

William Wordsworth born 1770 in England, died 1850: poet.
Works: I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud, Ode: Intimations of Immortality, Tinturn Abbey
Quotes: “Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.” “Nature never did betray the heart that loved her.” “With an eye made quiet by the power of harmony, and the deep power of joy, we see into the life of things.”

Daily Signet

Now, as I once reached out to my mother, I will now reach out to God—reach out to hold and to be held. Beauty, joy, love, and all, sent into the onomatopoeic synonym for “silence”. Hear it again. Life sent on. Life in vates for the Eleusinian promise.

William M. Boast

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Anna Sewell born 1820 in Yarmouth, England, died 1878: writer of the classic novel, Black Beauty, and activist against cruelty to animals
Quotes: “We call them dumb animals, and so they are, for they cannot tell us how they feel, but they do not suffer less because they have no words.” “I am never afraid of what I know.” “My doctrine is this, that if we see cruelty or wrong that we have the power to stop, and do nothing, we make ourselves sharers in the guilt.”

Daily Signet

And Now, quieted here,
we hear again
the melodies we have learned,

the songs we will hum as
temple dissolves to tabernacle,
and we begin a journey,
bearing within table, altar, holy book
and blessed pilgrim’s shell.
As the egg holds life, we bear light.
As the seed encases hope, we gather the tunes
that remember yesterday’s now
and bring up tomorrow’s sun.

Teri Martin

Daily Signet

O Holy Spirit,
We call upon the life in us
to regenerate new life —
to replace those cells no longer vital
and to revitalize our hearts, our minds, our dedication.
We live in such a jumble of shoulds and rights and wants.
It seems we cannot sustain a rhythm of hours, of seasons, of prayer.

Renew us.
Make our eyes new. 
Fire our love that it may flow strong and rich.
Take the death in us
and from its ashes grow green visions
and deep-down imaginatio.

Let our arête germinate new action;
our contemplative time, new insight.
Turn our disappointments into joy,
our frustrations into hope.
For this season of renewal, we are grateful.
May this season be reborn in us.

In Your Image. Amen.                                               

Benjamin Martin

Daily Signet

The shell of what once housed the spirit of
the rabboni, the rabbi, the Jewish teacher.
On the third day after Jesus’ crucifixion,
Mary Magdalene, among others, 
came to the tomb to pay homage to what had been;
only to find a broken seal, a rolled away stone,
an empty tomb.
The signet impressioned on the spirit
was greater than the signet
impressioned on the tomb.

From The Death and Resurrection High Service

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