O Mother of God…..

…..did I just say that while getting up from the couch this morning before breakfast?  This guy…I am alluding to me… is worn to the bone and back again.  We got home from the US on Thursday afternoon…somewhere along the journey I contacted a cold and I am feeling a bit weak…but let's get back to this Mother of God thing…I no longer consider myself  a Christian…the myth had too many holes…and seeing the clergy up close while in prep school damaged any belief that these guys had the power to change unlevened wafers into the body of Christ…I tried to be a Christian again in the late 70's while reading Thomas Merton…however it was obvious to me that he was getting ready to jump ship before his untimely death in a Bangkok bathtub…I guess that deep down there is a connection with what I call the divine feminine that was ignited by the love my Mother showered on me while pointing the way to a life of Art and Adornment…I still like to check in with the DF (Divine Feminine)…there is assurance in that contact…when I was a sannyasin with Bhagwan…I used him as a touchstone..it got me through the 70's and the 80's…but the events around him and his commune were tarnished somewhat and I found the DF was till there…waiting…lingering in the light..pointing the way..not to God per se, but a divinity..a godliness  that I savor….