Sometimes my grandfather would call me Penelope. I don’t know why, maybe he just liked that word. This week I did a Penelope thing.
I knitted a round yoked vest, my first round yoked garment. All the while, I was worried it might be too small, but I decided if it was, I would steek it, add bands and then I could use the nifty clasps I bought a while back in Estonia.
For some reason, I was using double pointed needles instead of circulars. The reason had to do with converting American to metric sizes. After my husband used a clever electronic device to measure my 6’s and 7’s, I found out that size 7 is 4.55mm, definitely close enough to 4.5mm. The dp’s meant I had ladders, as hard as I tried, I could not seem to eliminate them. There was a vague hope they would disappear with time. Very vague. When I tried on the finished garment, it was indeed too small which accentuated the ladders. I realized I would not be able to bear wearing the ladders, so I am ripping it all out and will try again, creating a bigger size, since I had already knit the biggest on the pattern.
Penelope sacrificed her work and time for the sake of a higher ideal. Perfection in knitting is not that elevated of a goal, but I was not happy with a flawed garment.
This no longer exists.
Some people split hairs, I thought, as I chopped each physalis into 8 pieces.
Physalis or groundcherries or Cape something I forget
Red bell pepper (not hot)
Shallot finely chopped into lime juice
A sprinkle of Berber spice blend (it is quite hot)
Mix well and wait a little while. Then enjoy as a relish.
Snowdrops, in spite of gale force winds (slightly blurry)
In a way, I find it sad when I read ancient texts and see how relevant they are today. When will we decide to change?
“As for you, son of man, your people are talking together about you by the walls and at the doors of the houses, saying to each other, ‘Come and hear the message that has come from the Lord.’ My people come to you, as they usually do, and sit before you to hear your words, but they do not put them into practice. Their mouths speak of love, but their hearts are greedy for unjust gain. Indeed, to them you are nothing more than one who sings love songs with a beautiful voice and plays an instrument well, for they hear your words but do not put them into practice.”
Ezekiel 33:30-32 New International Version (NIV)
Jesus as messenger, who spoke to thousands in Palestine:
“It would have been better for them not to recognize My Voice, but to rise as the waves of the sea, as the deaf obstinate waves rushing at the (ridge of) rock that bars their way; (so) they would have defeated sin, abomination as high as a cliff. But the multitude that was listening to Me remained seated with their rulers and priests. I have waited (for them to rise), and now I rise instead of them.”
The Revelation of Arès 28/12
No force will wave a wand and recreate Eden, it is up to us to change, to become Good. The “abomination as high as a cliff” will be overcome by our everyday efforts to love, make peace, forgive, develop our spiritual intelligence, free ourselves from all prejudice. We must make Good contagious.
Excerpt from a comment 06jan18 192C56
…If one can be certain of brother Michel’s faith and hope, what about his power? With this question one can understand the relative lack of success of The Revelation of Arès. We find ourselves back with the same problem as the Sermon on the Mount. Are we going to adopt a theory from someone who takes punches without responding although he has the strength of a carpenter?…
Excerpt from the reply:
…And now for power! Jesus could not, I cannot, as God can, extend a hand towards space, set the limits of infinity and say, “Let a thousand suns be!” and a thousand suns are! Only God can do that and God… we don’t know what He is. But I, human, the image and likeness of the Father (Genesis 1/26), a very small scale model of the Father, I can extend my will, make it envelope my whole being, force within myself a determination of my existence and say to myself, “From now on, you will be penitent, an apostle of the Father, an artisan of Good in this world; you will change your life (RA 30/11) and in doing so, you will participate in changing the world (RA 28/7),” that I can do, it’s my own power, my atom of power like I am an atom of God, of All That Is. That is what we are talking about when we evoke the spiritual power of mankind. We are not speaking about a material force, but rather an intangible force, the force of one’s will— SO THAT WE DO YOUR WILL (RA 12/4).
We think we evolve in a world of things and forces that are precise, scientific, psychological, measurable, but that is not true. Mankind is in a nature of associations that are vague, derivative, immaterial, one of the aspects that differentiates it from animals and vegetation.
Every morning I say to my spouse, “I love you,” but I am incapable of explaining the inner rush that I feel when I tell her that, incapable of saying why if she were to die there in front of me, I think I would die with her, incapable of telling her why our lives are joined to such a degree. She feels the same, perhaps even stronger. This love force is a power. Between us and those around us there are significant forces which we are incapable of knowing in a rational way. But these forces exist. That is where one will find our power.
Translated by djd
RA=The Revelation of Arès
This is a translation of an excerpt of a reply to a comment on http://michelpotayblog.net/192.html/192Esperance-comments-french.html Réponse 27dec17 192C11
You can read the original blog entry in English here:
Modern man in western civilization is not very receptive or even not at all receptive to the idea that a human being is more than an intelligent animal. He thinks it is better to occupy oneself talking about politics, work, leisure, good meals, well-being, than to meditate on the fact that he is undeniably a being different from the other beings of the planet: elephants, dolphins, mosquitoes, trees, algae. Few of our contemporaries spend much time thinking about their life, their destiny, their death, their joys, their suffering, possessed by a furious desire to live and enjoy everything for a few decades.
Even those who say they are believers, who are receptive to what we say in the street*, think that if there is “something” elsewhere or after death, it can only be good and there’s no need to worry about it, since we don’t see or know anything about it. “Error”, we say, “you are mistaken; the creative Life Force speaks to us without ceasing. The proof: The Revelation of Arès. A story, you say? But do you realize that you believe ‘cross your heart’ a quantity of things that don’t even have a human witness, which are spread without the slightest indication of their existence, except a horoscope, a tip for the races or other hot air? We have a thousand times more reasons to believe the witness of The Revelation of Arès than to believe the speeches of politicians or pythonesses, to only mention them!” Simone Veil said, upon return from the death camps where she lost her family, “No one wanted to listen to us! It was as if the exterminating camps had never existed.” It’s the same today, no one or almost no one wants to listen to us. But that will change!
translated by djd
*We say that penitence, individuals changing so as to be and do Good, will change the world and will eventually bring about the restoration of creation as it was meant to be.