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Commitment is a word with branches

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      Commitment is a word with branches and limbs producing leaves and fruits, and places for animals, insect, minerals and elements within performing that given them to do in harmony with the rules of life. I am that tree of life growing in the soil which blankets the earth of my living. Should I not be committed to the keeping of what I am, there can be no unyielding truth of commitment emanating from Julius.

      Commitment starts and ends with individuals then spread abroad. Should I not be committed to Julius, how can I earnestly be committed to a wife, or children, or family, friends, a job, or belief? Or how can I have eyes to see, or wisdom to know “to do justly, love mercy, and walk humbly with my God” unconditionally?

      Commitment is a straight line which does not deviate from the Principled Substance and Patterned Essence of my Spirit integrity to do what is right concerning all people, places and things, not for my sake, but my Conscience peace and righteousness of mind.

      Commitment is that which is unknown. Which keeps the order of the universe, and this earth from flying off into space. Commitment cannot be known, but it can be lived?

      Axis mundi, the axis of the world, is the tree at the center of everything sacred. Mythologist Joseph Campbell, referring to the Buddha’s awakening, noted that: “This is the most important single moment in Oriental mythology, a counterpart of the Crucifixion of the West. The Buddha beneath the Tree of Enlightenment (the Bo tree) and Christ on Holy Rood (the tree of redemption) are analogous figures, incorporating an archetypal World Savior, World Tree motif, which is of immemorial antiquity.”


      I appreciate the way you relate “commitment” to the image of a Tree – that axis mundi, the Still Point around which all-that-is revolves. Certainly adds unexpected depth to the concept, Jufa.


        The impression came to me from the impulse all Life requires is for one to follow Its rules.


        I couldn’t figure out why your image wasn’t appearing, Jufa. I hope you don’t mind that I donned my admin superpowers and looked into your post. Apparently the http:// appeared twice in the image url. I stripped off the extra one, and that beautiful tree now comes through.


          Thank you Stephen for being conscientious concerning the members, and your duty of being thorough. It is much appreaciated!!!


          Hi Jufa,

          You have been uncharacteristically quiet. Would love to hear more from you. In fact, I’m curious how you first came across the work of Joseph Campbell? What clicked for you?


            Hi Stephen!!!

            In 1872, Thomas Hardy, Under the Greenwood Tree. ch. 8: There were, besides, some little pleasures in the shape of helping her to vegetable she didn’t want, and when it had nearly alighted on her plate taking it across for his own use, on the plea of waste not, want not.

            No one want to enter into dialogue, or deal with what must be done to reach the higher Consciosness in themselves, from my point of view.  All people want to do is copy and paste Joel Goldsmith, Joseph Campbell, and other mystics, when the message is always “Practice The Presence” of God so to be in a stage where to receive revelations to “feed my sheep.”  This is one reason why I have not been posting,  There is no time to waste when there is no ‘meat’ set out to digest and encourage the growth or development of  the Soul.  This is not saying you and other member of JCF are lacking in your uplifting work, and please do not look at my words in this context.  I just like to get into the Spirit of Campbell more so than just the literal, and others, also my POV, don’t want to go there.

            Having said this, my path has been that of reading Joel Goldsmith and other of this ilk, and this tells you Campbell is, in the deeper sense, in this category.  Campbell found me, and I found him in the walkway of my journey.  It was inevitable.

            Hope I have answered you sufficiently!!!


            Your comments are well-taken, Jufa. Of course, here we are trying to foster discussion, so, especially in these early days, are raising thoughts and ideas likely to do just that.

            But of course you are right that one must do more than just read and talk. I am curious – how do you “Practice The Presence” of God, other than reading Campbell, Goldsmith, and others? What form does that take for you – do you have a specific practice or meditation you follow? What call to action or personal work would you recommend to those who read your words about how to reach that higher consciousness?


              Stephen, it is impossible to express that which keeps one in the middle when the middle is seen by most as that which is between two points and unparallelled.  The left hand path, as the right hand path is a long, lonely trek.  They takes one beyond metaphysics to the mystical landscape’s altar which few man kneel before.  For the rebel, the maverick, The Middle Way is the only way that connected them to that which they were seeking, the Spirit of infinite potential. Isa.4.4 speaks of it as the cleansing Spirit of Burning.  The Rebel, the Maverick, Joseph Campbell had to go away.  These individuals had to go away from human traditions, myth, symbols, superstitions, the god of this world, and let God within them fire them with Its  Presence.  And unless they are willing to go away, they realized they would continue to go somewhere in their human mind looking for something that is not there. Everything that is happening is happening to try to get each Soul to discover and experience the greatest discovery ever, and that is [say your name].

              Stephen, to me religion, science, politics, psychology and those who make first impressions in our conscious, as we emerged and grew from the womb of birth, have shaped our characters in some ways we understand, and other ways we don’t. Humanly we are all product of conformed cultivation, or rebels bent upon commitment either to reject or accept submissiveness to cultural indoctrination of our mind. Yet, in some ways we cannot help but accept things from our childhood which we apply in this present day because they bear witness to our beliefs, idealism, and comprise our intellect, spiritual and athesis living.

              The point? The greatest lie concerning human living is believing the collective sum of plurality objectively makes up conformity. That individual man is not the foundation of the singularity of pluralities collective determinism subjectified, whose existence is based on self-survival. Self-survival. Everything an individual does, and actions taken, have come from someone’s singularity of thinking to reach beyond those pioneers who suffered and struggled to do what the conformist said could not be done. Individual personalization of action and supposed free-thinking of anything, is a personalization which originally belonged to the original thinker and producer of that which we now accept, believe upon, and live within the framework of, and claim to be our creative independence.

              We are not here to lag -Waste not. want not- and wallow in what others have done.  God is no part time God, neither are his servants.  One must be loyal to commitment.  We are pioneers. We are God’s pioneers.  We are Life’s pioneeds. We are to expand on the thoughts of other and apply them as a star of contemporary lighthouses for those lost in the sea of darkness will find their realistic hope and faith to, atleast, begin the trek up to the mountain top.


                May 24, 2018 at 12:13 AM ·
                Just when I need a reminder GOD MUST BE LIVED!!!!!!!!!!!!!

                Just when I need a reminder I get an e-mail that slaps me back…

                This is such a great example………..of The Living Bible

                His name is Bill. He has wild hair, wears a T-shirt with holes in
                it, jeans, and no shoes. This was literally his wardrobe for his
                entire four years of college. He is brilliant. Kind of esoteric
                and very, very bright. He became a Christian while attending
                college. Across the street from the campus is a well-dressed, very conservative church.

                They want to develop a ministry to the students but are not sure how to go about it. One day Bill decides to go there. He walks in with no shoes, jeans, his T-shirt, and wild hair. The service has already started and so Bill starts down the aisle looking for a seat. The church is completely packed and he can’t find a seat. By now, people are really looking a bit uncomfortable, but no one says anything. Bill gets closer and closer and closer to the pulpit, and when he realizes there are no seats, he just squats down right on the carpet.

                By now the people are really uptight, and the tension in the air is thick. About this time, the minister realizes that from way at the back of the church, a deacon is slowly making his way toward Bill. Now the deacon is in his eighties, has silver-gray hair, and a three-piece suit. A godly man, very elegant, very dignified, very courtly. He walks with a cane and, as he starts walking toward this boy, everyone is saying to themselves that you can’t blame him for what he’s going to do. How can you expect a man of his age and of his background to understand some college kid on the floor?

                It takes a long time for the man to reach the boy. The church is
                utterly silent except for the clicking of the man’s cane. All eyes
                are focused on him. You can’t even hear anyone breathing. The minister can’t even preach the sermon until the deacon does what he has to do. And now they see this elderly man drop his cane on the floor. With great difficulty, he lowers himself and sits down next to Bill and worships with him so he won’t be alone.

                Everyone chokes up with emotion. When the minister gains control, he says, “What I’m about to preach, you will never remember. What you have just seen, you will never forget.”

                “Be careful how you live. You may be the only Bible some people will ever read”.


                “Be careful how you live. You may be the only Bible some people will ever read”.

                A potent, succinct answer to the question I posed … Thank you for that, Jufa!

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