Garbage, Lamb and Peace
bravely blooming despite cold and gloom
gave me joy today on my way to the garden.
I work on eliminating superstition but it pops up just the same. When I went to the kitchen this morning for breakfast, I noticed that the garbage was full. Oh, no way, I’m not starting the New Year by taking out the garbage, as if that would bring the bad luck of spending my year taking out garbage. When I was a child, it was my job to do that until more siblings came along and old enough to take over. It seemed to be the job of the lowest one on the totem pole. And yet, it has to be done—for example , what a sorry state cities become when the waste collectors go on strike.
But I preferred to have breakfast first, feed the chickens, do a bit of crochet, some sun salutes, prayer, a bit on the internet, and then when I went to fix dinner, I took care of the garbage. (I set it near the door and my husband helped it on its way towards the dumpster by taking it next door to the utility room.)
Thinking back, I realize the first thing I did after getting out of bed was go to the toilet and that’s a ridding of garbage. Then I remembered I said “Père de l’Univers” before I got out of bed. Praying is a kind of taking out the garbage, since it is pronouncing God’s Word in order to accomplish it, changing oneself so as to be in line with the divine image and likeness.
But enough about garbage, on to dinner!
I prepared a half shoulder of lamb in the pressure cooker with turnips, potatoes and leeks from the garden, carrots, onions stuck with cloves, salt, long pepper, a cinnamon stick, rosemary, thyme, a little bit of water; a dessert that is quick to fix at the last minute, a chocolate confection that gets popped in the oven for 10 minutes and served warm; a salad of Belgian endive with vinaigrette, nuts and raisins. We enjoyed this meal, accompanied by a good red wine and music on the radio.
Yesterday I was mindful what a blessing it is to have dinner music, something in other times that would be available only to the very rich (and maybe their servants?) A good friend of mine usually stays in bed on January 1st, watching a concert from Vienna, music by Strauss. I realized we were listening to that same concert. How many all over the world were enjoying this same concert? The director voiced his wish for peace in the Middle East. There has not been peace there in so long, do we know how to build such a thing? I feel it must be accomplished by the ordinary people who live there, each with his neighbour.
Here is a passage from “The Revelation of Arès” about Jerusalem:
As long as Jerusalem has not returned to the Heavenly Area you shall unflaggingly say to the wealthy, the mighty, the immodest, and priests, and others, that, for the time being, they derive profuse benefit from soil, gold, iron and fire, and from the laborer’s salary, the little ones’ humility, the sinner’s weakness, and that they have made their plundering, injustice and all their abominations into laws and into alliances which they persuade the men whom they dominate to seal in order to corrupt them, deceive them, rob them, but you also shall say to them that they will meet the chastisement in store for those who make other men lose faith and righteousness,
because they have inspired the weak whom they dominate, and whom they take advantage of, to become like their dominators and their despoilers ,
they have generated endless revenge.
The Revelation of Arès 27/8-9
I have been speaking for a thousand and a thousand years ; men ‘s ears have kept closed.
Yuhrooshlim has not held in My Hand; the noise has replaced Me in Yuhrooshlim.
The Revelation of Arès XLVII/1-2