Today’s Prayer to Passage continues within the ancient scriptures of the “Nag Hamadi”. This month’s spiritual devotion within these texts will be taking place between June 1 – June 30, 2017.
Today I pray, “Dear God, Today is day six of my transformational journey to the Netherlands. I will continue this prayer as the evening arrives. Thank You for this journey. Amen.”
Following my prayer, I held the closed book in my hands and opened it to reveal this passage:
“This is the fullness of the summary of knowledge which summary was revealed to us by our Lord Jesus Christ, the Monogenes. These are the sure and necessary items so that we may walk in them. But they are those of the first baptism [……The First] baptism is the Forgiveness of sins […] said, […] you to the […] your sins the […] is a pattern of the […] of the Christ which is the equal of the [..within] him […]. For the […] of Jesus […]. Moreover, the first baptism is the forgiveness of sins. We are brought from those of the right, that is, into the imperishability which is the Jordan. But that place is of the world. So we have been sent out of the world into the Aeon. For the interpretation of John is the Aeon, while the interpretation of that which is the upward progression, that is, our Exodus from the world into the Aeon.”
—NAG HAMADI SCRIPTURES
Today I had the luxurious honor to visit the Van Gogh Museum of Amsterdam. I wept a few times. He got to me. His story got to me. Infused with intensity and struggle and a consistent spiraling down nature, Willem Vincent Van Gogh was a man in search of something to stake his claim on planet earth. And I understand that nature and that way of being in life. And so, actually being in the presence of some of his most well-known works — and revisiting the intensity of his life story — was an incredibly powerful and moving experience. I am not an art critic in any capacity. Yet I feel inspired by art and artists… continually.
I myself am an artist. I’m a person who listened to the voice of God and accepted a calling in complete and utter faith. And I move through this in fluidity and fashion. The fluidity of faith in a modern day world. There’s no telling where my art form will take me, or where I will take my art form. All I can say with certainty is… This is moving.
Aside from a visit to the Van Gogh museum where I pursued famous oil paintings for approximately one hour, I had some very ascended moments with my host-heavenly tonight. We, again, walked around the city. This time we took our getting to know each other more seriously. We let go. We had fun. It was a cerebral level of fun, fitting of Amsterdam. More canals at romantic dusk. More talking about business dreams and creative venture dreams and dream home dreams and, well… really a lot of talking about dreams for the future in general. We click. He gets me. And I really, really get him. I like this guy.
Tragedy that I have to leave him behind as I step onto an airplane and back to the ritual density energy of the well-defined matrix of the United States. Sorrow’s sake that I must bid a fond farewell to this handsome young man who swept me off my feet for a week on the other side of the world. Ah. So the story goes. Life is a mix of pleasure and pain.
We bounce off of one another and play off of one another in a way that is never contrived, only wickedly fun. I haven’t felt this sort of energy with any other man that I’ve been with. Where did this man come from!?! Suddenly… into my life? How did that happen!?!
Author Simone Weil wrote, “The work of art which I do not make, none other will ever make.” This is art in its highest form. Lavish loving feelings and emotions. Heart-centered bliss. Dreaming together. Creating together. Leaving a legacy for the world to revisit. I don’t know that life gets any better than this, really. Having explored all of my options, this is really where the masterpiece resides.