Steals on the ear the distant triumph song

We have thought about the metanarritive and now we move on to Metanoia~the transformation of consciousness beyond the capacity of human will and faculties.

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Image, and it will not take a great deal of effort as this part of the subject has been used many times in movies and TV plays, a man or woman who has lost their memory. A good example of such a film is 'Overboard' starring Goldie Horn; made in 1987.

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. To the one who has lost his or her memory, all is blank before this present moment. They have no past, no family, no context ,they just are! It is as though they have dropped out of a creative place that has delivered them as complete adults, here at this precise moment in time. He has no self beyond the here and now. A kind soul discovers him and tries to help. He is successful, in that he, that is the kind soul, finds out a great deal about the amnesiac from other sources. In his kindness he tries to reboot the memory of the amnesiac, but the more the amnesiac hears the more uncomfortable he becomes. A construct warp is produced in him. He needs to hear about who and what he is, but the more he hears, the more he cannot bear to hear it. From the outside he hears truth about himself, but within, the internal truth of the moment does not resonate with what he hears and so he is disturbed by the warp between the two realities. He is not able to see his person as he is in the memory of others . This is the state of man. But mankind is one more step beyond; he has forgotten that he has forgotten.

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. Then one day without warning something happens,and he regains a fragment of an event, a word of a previous conversation, a memory from a photograph discovered by accident, when he remembers himself as the subject of the photograph and things begin to change, the warp moves into alignment and his memory becomes harmonised. let's take for example the case of a Prince who has had this experience of losing him memory. He is also not aware that he has forgotten everything. To him his life on the street is normal. That is who he is. One day one of his subjects recognises him for who he is and bows to him indicating through a discussion who he really is. The Pauper/Prince looks at the other fellow and thinks him mad. Perhaps he humours him for a while, to be safe. He ultimately goes off back onto the street feeling sorry for 'that odd man who accosted me and mistook me for someone else'

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. To the Prince amnesia is normal and forgetfulness crazy. All humanity labours under this forgetfulness. The mass of people are not aware that they have forgotten who they are. And sadly most have not yet had any disturbance of their construct warp. They do not know that they are forgetful and view the few who have had an experience that has begun to awaken them as crazy.

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. The walking of a pilgrimage is one of the ways that we get a little message from home. The quite hours of walking without major pressing external matters allows us to hear that song of heaven that as the hymn 'For all the Saints' puts it ~ Steals on the ear the distant triumph song. Even so there are those who want to maintain their forgetfulness and insist that there is nothing beyond and so close their ears to the siren song of heaven that is calling them to their lost inheritance, their real selves.

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. So if you want to apply this to the question, who are true pilgrims? the answer must be everyone, as God calls everyone to become who he created them to be. All are pilgrims but not all are willing to walk the whole distance home, which is not Santiago, but Heaven.

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. This leaves us with the question 'How do I use pilgrimage as a tool to recreation? How do I hear the song of heaven and regain my real nature?

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. That will be the substance of the next post.