- We believe in God. We believe that religion is the natural wiring diagram of the mind of man and of the Universe. And there is a religion which is perfect and true and which has no errors in it. And it has existed unwritten for all these billions of years that there has been a Universe. And all man-made religions are attempts to copy that one religion. We are all of us one thing. This whole world is obviously one thing. If you cross the state line, the trees on the other side are not made by another company. Because you happen to have an Italian or a Chinese name doesn't mean you have a different Creator. This whole world is obviously one thing. We are all of us one thing. And what holds us together, to the extent that we are together, is religion. It is of paramount importance to recognize that God is One. There are a lot of differences among the great religions of the world at the lower levels. But at the highest level, they become One. When you study the Gnostics of Christianity or the Zen of Buddhism or the yogis of Hinduism or the Hasidim of Judaism or the Sufis of the Moslems, you'll discover that they talk again and again and again about exactly the same phenomena, the same experiences, the same realizations. They've obviously all been to the same place and, at root, they're all One. Religion only seems different if you're dealing with a retailer. If you deal with a wholesaler, you'll see that they all get it from the same distributor. I believe that there's only one church, and your membership button in it is your belly button. And, deep down, I think everybody knows this.
I do, of course, have some disagreement with this but on the whole, I think he's right.
We are all searching for the deeper meaning to our lives. For me, it is simply enough to believe in what I see and hear and taste and feel. That's enough to lift my soul into the realm of the spiritual. Or to blow my mind, to use a different vernacular.
There is some part of me which wishes I could figure out the answer to the question of it all- what's it all mean, Mr. Natural?
And there is some part of me which is completely and utterly satisfied to merely ask the questions.
How does the hen know to sit on the nest? How does the heart know what it needs? How is it that the older I get, the more I am able to love that which I love? How does the cat know she must make me open my eyes by gently nipping my eyebrows in order to get me to do her bidding? Does a cat know that she herself opens and closes her eyes? How did Keith Richards live to be the age he is and still stand on stage and play the best rock and roll licks ever created? How did the Beatles happen? What led my ancestors to me? How can I be the best mother I can be? And how did I get so damn lucky?
I don't know and it doesn't matter. All of this happens and has happened.
I have a belly button and so do you. As such, I think of another Stephen Gaskin quote:
You do too know what I mean.
Got no complaints tonight. I would wish that for you as well.