Leaving My Home – Toronto
I have been planning on moving from this huge city of Toronto for the past couple of years. Last Fall I made a decision that it would be this coming September 2012. The criteria in choosing that date was, as always and again, money; I wanted to ensure I had saved sufficient to keep me going for a while as I resettled in my new home. That plan has been changed and for a couple of reasons. First, more and more each day I have been finding myself ancy and just wanting to go. More and more each day I seem to see things I dislike about living here and the scales of dislike seem to be far outweighing the scales of like. The second reason was that in a dream a few weeks ago, I was having discussions with some people about my pending move and in that dream it was settled in myself that the date for the move would be April 30th, 2012. Although that date was as clear as crystal, I did not just jump and say, “Okay. That’s it. It’s settled. I am moving on April 30, 2012.” I have thought about it on and off for the past several weeks and the more I thought about it the more it felt right. It settled in my soul. April 30th; I am moving on April 30th.
As I gazed out my bedroom window earlier this morning, the subway trains were clanging by 29 floors below; the lake was beginning to glow with the rising red sun and a couple of stars could be seen in the somewhat cloudless sky overhead. Inland the city was lit up like a Christmas tree; tall highrises, houses and street lights all glowed in the still somewhat dark skies. The golf course was empty, as far as I could see, and I smiled to myself thinking about leaving Toronto.
I am grateful that I have had the opportunity to live in a city like Toronto with its over 5 million people. It is a city that has afforded me the opportunity to travel the world, without leaving home. I doubt there is a nation in the world that is not represented by a small, medium or large contingent of its peoples here in Toronto. Most cultures try to ban together in different sections of this massive city. Toronto has given me the chance to meet, greet and eat from every country in the world. It offers free programs all summer long with its outdoors downtown blues music playing at lunch time in the office tower concourses and parks. It has food fares where every culture offers up a taste of its wares, either free or inexpensively. There are parks upon parks upon parks amidst the concrete office towers that
house millions of people Monday to Friday. You can get out on a lunch hour and return to nature in the parks and well groomed lawns and gardens. The evenings offer everything for everyone with all of the theatre, musicals and the Mervish productions that are put on in Toronto. These things go on year round and if you are culturally inclined and love the theatre and arts, I doubt that you would lack for something to do.
Talking about theatre, I still smile regarding Toronto’s reputation of being the LA movie centre of the (great white) north. Several years ago American movie makers were up here filming in Toronto (something that is such a common thing these days, we don’t even think about it). They liked to film in Toronto because of what it has to offer by way of structure, culture and a host of characters and nationalities to choose from as extras for their sets. Primarily, however, they loved filming in Toronto because the cost was so much cheaper. Back then there was an huge Canadian dollar differential with the American dollar, i.e. US$1 = CDN$0.60.
What the American filmmakers disliked about Toronto was that it was too clean. They used to get pi**ed off when they would return to the set the next day to continue filming (outdoors) and find that all of the garbage and waste they’d so carefully strewn and laid out the night before, for the next day shoot, had disappeared. Toronto city workers had, as always, cleaned up the streets while the rest of us slept.
So, yes, though I no longer have a like or deep affection for Toronto, it is a great city. It is changing, but who or what is not changing. For me, my time is up. The ocean calls ever loudly for me to come home.
For all you old, newer and yet to come Torontonians, Toronto has a lot to offer no matter your taste.
If you’re ever down by the sea, that’s where you will find me. At home….where my heart is….for now.
I wonder if my friend Earl the Eagle will travel along with me. Perhaps he will remain to guide another soul on his/her journey.
3 Stages of Marriage in Yahshua’s Day
I am continually amazed at how I so easily and without thought apply my understanding of a subject or thing as though that is the way it has always been. Such is the case on marriage. Today’s generations date, get engaged (betrothed) and get married.
With that thinking, I’ve applied the same understanding of a marriage for all generations, no matter how long ago it might be.
I’ve just discovered through the writings of author Laurence Gardner that a marriage in Yahshua’s time was totally different. I choose to accept what Gardner has shared. His book has a Bibliography that is 7 double-sided pages in length. His research in writing is very indepth.
What I have seen because of my misunderstanding, is just how incomplete and erred is my understanding of even those words found in the Bible. For example, think about the first miracle we are told that Yahshua performed. The Bible says it was at a marriage ceremony in Cana. John 2 (KJV) reads:
1And the third day there was a marriage in Cana of Galilee; and the mother of Jesus was there:
2And both Jesus was called, and his disciples, to the marriage.
3And when they wanted wine, the mother of Jesus saith unto him, They have no wine.
4Jesus saith unto her, Woman, what have I to do with thee? mine hour is not yet come.
5His mother saith unto the servants, Whatsoever he saith unto you, do it.
Have you ever wondered what gave Mary the right to order the servants around and who was Yahshua to be serving up the wine? I “assumed” they were “guests” of the bride and groom. But, according to Gardner, that is not the case. He explains that word we see in the KJV is incorrect. The word should read that it was a “wedding feast” not a “marriage ceremony.” So, what’s the difference? The difference is that in Yahshua’s time there were 3 stages to a “marriage”. This is key and very important. It definitely threw a whole new light on things for me, giving me a lot of “Ah Ha! That makes so much more sense now!” moments.
When we are told in Scripture that Mary was “espoused” to Joseph, I thought it meant “engaged” or betrothed; they were going to get married. The word espoused as used referred to “contractual wedlock”. They were married. Because Mary was married to Joseph who was a dynastic husband (by the way, he was not a carpenter), Mary was governed by regulations applicable to Messianic (anointed) lines. These dynastic rules were not the typical Jewish marital norm. They provided like:
- dictating a celibate lifestyle except for procreation of children, and then only at set intervals
- 3 months after a betrothal ceremony, a First Marriage was formalized in order to
- begin the espousal in the month equivalent to September
- physical relations were allowed after that but only in December to ensure (as best they could) that any resultant
- dynastic birth occurred in the following Atonement month of September
- if the bride did not conceive, intimate relations were suspended until the next December
- once a probationary (the 3 month period was probationary) wife conceived a
- 2nd marriage was performed to legalize wedlock. This was in March, but this wasn’t the end of it,
- the wife was still considered almah until completion of the 2nd marriage
- the 2nd marriage qualified and was celebrated when the wife was 3 months pregnant to allow for the possibility of a miscarriage
- if a dynastic husband’s wife miscarried, he could legally put her off (divorce) in order to maintain the dynastic blood line
Mary was with child and the 2nd marriage had yet to be performed. Joseph and Mary were married (had gone through the 1st marriage) and it was then that Joseph had the legal right to put her away, not go through with the marriage.
Now, let’s get back to Yahshua and Mary at the wedding feast.
The Qumran Scroll of the Rule provided how wedding ceremonies were to be conducted. It was the rule of the day that the “service of the wine was the prerogative of the presiding priest.” We know Yahshua had no “priestly authority”, so for him to do what he did would be considered a breach of the Rule. The relevance of all this is that apparently only fully initiated Levites were entitled to drink ceremonial wine. All others were restricted to a “purifying ritual with water”. John 2:6 confirms this with its wording, and yet, until now I never really “saw” what it said:
6And there were set there six waterpots of stone, after the manner of the purifying of the Jews, containing two or three firkins apiece.
I have always referred to this scene at Cana as being Yahshua’s first miracle; that he turned water into wine. I don’t think I am alone in this “ass-umption” of mine! He wasn’t turning water into wine. He was performing the purification ceremony as was the tradition of the Jews of the day.
As for the actual ceremony, it was a betrothal. The custom of the time was as follows (who can or can’t do what):
- there was a formal host who could be in charge of proceedings
- secondary authority rested in the bridegroom and his mother (remember Mary’s words I quoted above, where she instructed the servants to ‘obey’ whatever Yahshua asked)
- no guest had any such rights of command
So, what do you draw from this? Could it be that this was the betrothal of Yahshua and Mary Magdalene? Both he and his mother behaved in such a way that it would lead one to think that Yahshua was the bridegroom.
Bishop John Shelby Spong of Newark wrote a treatise on Mary Magdalene. He discusses the wedding at Cana and makes observations about other parts of Scripture. Bishop Spong poses some serious questions concerning Mary Magdalene. First let me share with you by way of example, the order in which Mary Magdalene is referenced in just one Scripture that managed not to be changed or removed. It is found in Matthew 27 and reads:
55And many women were there beholding afar off, which followed Jesus from Galilee, ministering unto him: 56Among which was Mary Magdalene, and Mary the mother of James and Joses, and the mother of Zebedees children.
Bishop Spong asks:
- Why is it that Mary’s name is always first in the lists, if she is not the consort of Yahshua?
- How would Mary have the right to claim the body of Yahshua for taking away if she wasn’t Yahshua’s next of kin?
- Why would Mary presume the wifely duty of anointing Yahshua for burial if not his wife?
Personally speaking, I have never given any of these questions thought. It now makes sense to me to be asking them. By what right did Mary Magdalene do any of the things that we are told she did?
I hope that this perks your interests to dig deeper as we seek to know Truth. I know I’ve enjoyed uncovering these things and always enjoy sharing them as food for thought and further input by others.
(Note: Credit goes out to Gardner and the information sourced from his book The Magdalene Legacy.)
Change A Word, Change Your Life
I suppose a person might think that because I have called this blog “The Power of Words”, then I must have a real grasp on just that, the power of words. I believe I do have a fairly strong sense and belief that there is power in a word; actually no, it is pretty solid.
So, having that inner conviction, a person might also think that I’ve got a handle on things; that I never think, let alone speak a word that might be harmful or damaging to either myself or another. I can say with all honesty that I have come a long way, but I can also say with all honesty that there is still a ways to go. It is a journey and I’ve far from arrived.
What is really interesting is to wake up and discover that you’ve been playing and speaking a word to yourself all of your life, and you had totally forgotten about it. That is just what happened to me this morning. I woke up with the rote words of a prayer that I was taught as a child in a Roman Catholic family. It’s pretty amazing, isn’t it, to find such things so ingrained in one’s makeup and you are totally oblivious to their existence as they silently do their thing in the background.
Having had this brought to my attention, I believe that it is not enough just to acknowledge, examine and be rid of the damaging word(s), but that there is a need to make a conscious choice to replace the word with a healthy and live giving new word. I believe that if I simply rid myself of that word that has been such a long time resident and a part of my makeup, occupying space, there will be a gap, and another word will come along to take its place – whether I choose to choose or not; something will fill the void.
What was it I heard this morning; that prayer? It is a very brief prayer that begins with the words,
Lord, I am NOT WORTHY.
and continues with the words, “to receive you, but only say the Word and I shall be healed.”
On the one hand I am speaking damnation (unworthiness) and on the other hand blessing (asking the Lord to say a Word & heal me).
I wonder what my new Word of conscious choice shall be? Could it be as simple as saying,
“Lord, I am not perfect…continue your healing and perfecting work in me.”
Life continues unfolding from the inside out. I am grateful!
Your Heart IS Your Treasure
Scripture tells us that, “where your heart is, that’s where your treasure is going to be.” (paraphrased from Matthew 6:21). My interpretation of that has always been that whatever my heart longs or lusts for, that will be the current love of my life – be it people, places or stuff! So, if I am longing for that new:
>>home
>>relationship
>>car
>>holiday
But what if that longing, that lusting, that craving is something that makes us ill and could ultimately destory us or someone else, like alcohol, drugs, food binging, pornography? People with addictions are seeking NOT to go within, to feel the pain, to examine and know themselves and deal with the hurts of their lives. In accepting that our real treasure is our heart; knowing that we know and not being afraid to go within, would we perhaps rid humanity of self-destructive addictions? It’s a scary place to go at times, but the healing of the heart does wonders to heal the physical!
Anyone who wants to know where my heart is at any particular moment, will find it when they know what my current lustful longing happens to be. Come back tomorrow and I bet you it will have changed!
Talk about a fleeting and fickle heart! No wonder I’ve been con-fused; have not found a lot of stability in my days on earth! What a fickle lot most humans have turned out to be, if that is indeed the case – that our lustful longings will determine where to find the most important organ of the human body (not physically but spiritually)!
Perhaps the scripture quote was mistranslated or misinterpreted; who knows.
If our heart is the barometer by which we judge what is important, then what is important will always be something external and we will always be looking outside of self for our treasure. BUT, what if we’ve got it backwards; what if the very thing we use as the barometer to determine our happiness, our treasures and what is valuable…is itself all of these things? We’ve had our sight turned inside out instead of outside in!
I like to think that my heart IS the treasure; that all I will ever need in my human existence and beyond, can be found within the caverns of my heart. I like to think that my heart is a diamond in the rough. We know that diamonds come from coal and it is through the heating process that all of the drudgery gets burned away; all the stuff we might find to be garbage in comparison with the diamond. Finding a diamond, we will not discard it but will treasure it.
If our heart stopped working, we would physically die. But is there more to it than that; what about while we are alive? Could the human heart be symbolic; a mini example of a larger functioning organism – something that keeps all of the universe alive and breathing? The heart cavity has different rooms that have different functions, and when one malfunctions, the others suffer.
When John was baptizing he pointed out that he baptized with water, but the one who would come would baptize with fire. He spoke of Yahshua.
Yahshua said he was going to the Father and that in His Father’s house there are many mansions.
Pulling all of this together and reflecting on my own journey, my heart has been on fire a lot of times and at other times it has felt like it had died; was stone cold. My heart has been covered in coal, blackened and at times was sightless; seeing no hope or solution to what was causing the pain. Hidden in the heart, behind doors that I didn’t even know were there, were memories (some sweet, others painful) that I was unaware of.
It has only been in being willing to go into the many mansions and rooms of my heart; being willing to find and deal with whatever was found, that I have been cleaned and healed; that the dross has been burned away and given back to the Universe.
Is my heart completely spring cleaned, tested in the healing fires that burn away the dross? No, it is not. It is a process that begins with a willingness to seek out and offer my heart up to self and the Universe for healing and spring cleaning. Anger, hatred, envy…these are not products of love. Is anyone totally free of these things that are not products of love; does anyone dare to say he or she will live the rest of their human life and not be “upset by a person, place or thing?”
If so, that person has reached perfection.
I like to think that all that we might call the universe or universes or multi-verses are contained within the heart of the Creator; that you and I are in behind some of those closed doors, afraid to come out for fresh air; afraid to find what we might find. I like to think that the Creator is opening those doors for us, beckoning us to come out, to be healed and to be whole, to
Enter into the Wholeness of His Heart
Entering within my own heart I am cleaning off the dross and dust that has kept it from being the bright and shining morning star, the twinkle in the eye, the diamond that sparkles lighting up my entire countenance. Without my heart, I would physically cease to exist. Therefore the physical heart is indeed a “treasure” that no man can live without. How about the spiritual heart, for are we not more than flesh and bone? Are we not created in the Image of the Creator, who is Spirit?
You Are: A Poem
I wrote this poem some time ago, and I needed to see it, to hear it…to remember that I am a part of the Divine and that in and through that truth essence of who I am, then indeed all things are possible; I am whoever I decide to be when that choice, that decision is in line with the Plan of my existence, my “human hood”, my raison d’etre.
We mistakenly, for self serving reasons, misappropriate that Scripture that tells us, that promises us, that, “Anything you ask in my Name…. .” When we realize that man’s sole purpose is that of servitude to one another, just as Yahshua was that very real role model, then I believe that indeed, “anything I ask in his name,” will be given, added or done. Even now, as I wrote those last few words, the words of a song sang in my head:
For what is a man, what has he got…if not himself, then he has not.
I am a reflect of the I AM – that which is loving, good, giving, healing, creating….and oh so much more.
This, my friends, has turned out to be a message to self. What a blessed way to begin a day; a day in which I am and will be whatever the Divine desires of me, being open to endless possibilities, miracles (as we label them because of our self-limitation).
But most of all, I think the greatest gift settled in my soul is the knowing that I know…who is my Father and who it is that I come forth from and in knowing these things, I ask you:
Is anything too difficult?
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