And every day a new creation is made. And with it, life compels us to become creative and to let go of rigid, narrow, habitual, and imposed programs.

The more we delve into the knowledge of the universe we inhabit, the more we, as a species, realize our ignorance; the more we realize our myopic vision; and even more so, the rules that are used as sciences of truth.

And so it is that more frequently we see... samples of calculations, of numbers that tell us that we have not been, nor are we, even close to understanding what the universe is.

But yes, it is true that this Creation diversifies, and to the extent that –in quotes- we “know”, we discover our lack of knowledge.

This consideration from the Prayerful Call might remain a simple scientific reference in the news, but precisely because it is broadcast in the Prayerful Call, it implicates us; it implicates us in our commitment, approach, truths, opinions, criteria, customs… and above all, in the: “that’s just the way it is”.

“Is that the way it is”…?

First, we would have to define "that". And then, "the way", as a dominant imperative, has no place in the universe, in Creation, in life.

The evidence itself –what we call "evidence"- has a nuance, all of it, of special relevance, which can increase or decrease depending on the moment, the circumstance, evolution, time, analysis…

A nuance. And the fact is that entire process is peppered with nuances; which, like…—perhaps to understand it better—like in our genetic code: genes are activated, deactivated, jump… mutate… Why? Well… it's a nuance. It only takes one of the genes we have –which we also don't know- to be modified in its normal behaviour for the structure to change, the configuration to be modified, the function to be distorted, or simply to be different.

A nuance.

Recently –a social example- a woman was on trial for killing her three children in what could be described as… –to summarize- a fit of madness. This type of madness is described as a temporary disturbance.

Well then, at the trial, eleven members of the jury held one opinion, and one held another, in which case no verdict was reached and the trial was declared a mistrial.

And it seemed obvious –because it was- three murders had been committed.

Really? Are you sure…?

The nuance of the word appears, the nuance of the form, the nuance of the motivation, the nuance…

All of that is part of the ceaseless Creation.

And so, the prayerful reference projects us to continually envision our projects, our approaches, our points of view…; those that sometimes remain there, stuck to prototypes: “no, it’s just like this”, “this one is like this”, “that one is like that”…

And well, we already know that what is a scandal for some is commonplace for others. It will depend on each person’s “historical nuance”: their customs, their norms, their morals.

As you can see, it’s not so difficult to realize that our identities in terms of criteria, opinions, and points of view are truly frayed.

And so, we must seek the guiding thread of the Creative Mystery, in order to transform, transfer, change, modify, move, transfigure our criteria… of abilities, inabilities, possibilities…

It's like a painter refusing to use green or yellow colour, because something happened to him when he wore a shirt of that colour. And he remains fixated on the fact that he can't use that colour. And that single nuance will cause him to fixate on many other things, making him judge –criteria upon criteria upon criteria- about everyone and everything.

Do we bet on life, or not? Or do we bet on "this is the way it is"?

If we bet on life, we must remember that it exists within a universe.

It seems so easy to demonstrate this, but then it turns out to be so difficult to put into practice…

And no. The being remembers his home, his neighbourhood, his country… And telling him that he is a being of the universe and subject to constant creative moments, well, that just doesn’t sit right!

.- No, he always has coffee at six in the morning.

.- Always?

On the one hand, it could be a sign of eternity, right? I mean: “The proof that I’m eternal is that I always drink coffee at six in the morning. Always! If one day they forbid me coffee, I don’t know, I don’t know what will become of me”.

Heavy!, isn't it?

 

And so, the being settles into its customs, dogmas, pronouncements –right?- which it repeats over and again and again… until it turns them into laws.

And from there to judgment. And from there to condemnation. And from there to punishment, of course.

If we bet on life, we're placing bets on a game… of creative, novel, variable, changeable dynamic. There are after all, many words to support, encourage, and motivate attitudes and actions.

Undoubtedly, it has been –and is- millions of eons –let alone “years”- during which an epigenome has been formed, conditioning a genome that is difficult to change, vary, modify.

What if we were to introduce –as a nuance, a gene- into the sententious “because it is so” we were to introduce the variable: “And why not?”.

In the “because it is so", there are no options. It is as it is. In the "why not?", there's a question, there is a whole range of possibilities. I step out of the "because it is so" to enter another perspective, another dynamic.

"And why not?".

It's as if the course of life were full of doors, and some were closed.

All of them must be open, so we can go in and out.

The moment we –and this is the key word- condemn –we condemn- one of the doors, we close off creativity, we shut it down… because that creativity of Creation needs everything open. Everything. Everything.

And it is precisely when everything is open –and why not?- when we enter into that universal tune; that universal harmony of the unpredictable, the unexpected, the surprising, the novel…

Trapped in atavisms –^[1]the word itself says it best: “bound”- ultimately, enslaved by philosophers, thinkers, mathematicians, scientists, sages… –who, according to their interests, their points of view, established a law- all possibilities became conditioned. And by conditioning the possibilities, we close off our life from the universe.

How easily! Tradition said: “We are a microcosm”.  It added nothing more.

Powerful. Yet not overbearing. Beyond the obvious: trans-obvious. It is the way we feel the universe: unknown, mysterious, transcendent.

And thus, not remain anchored in any position.

And make our fidelity… a flexible evolution that transforms, that changes, that revitalizes, that grows.

The order of the order of ordering insists on classifying, dogmatizing, and establishing rigidities. And it asserts that this is how it is possible to live and coexist. And if it weren't for that order, everything would be chaos. It doesn't refer to the chaos of the universe.

It would seem that we are not in that universe, wouldn't it? And everything has to be in order; dictatorially in order. That's why the States’ Official Gazettes issue their laws and regulations daily, tirelessly: so that, one way or another, we all acquire the awareness of being “guilty”.

It's an easy strategy for any ruling dictatorship, power, or dominion: to have enough laws, regulations, and periods of validity so that you can't comply with some of them. And then, you'll feel guilty, or they'll make you feel guilty. Because you, moreover, previously asked for order. You wanted order, tranquillity…

But, of course, everyone wanted it in a different way.

And so, ultimately, enough orders, legislation, nominations, and so on are obtained so that everyone feels guilty.

Of course, the guilty people defend themselves. And what is the way to defend oneself? With the very same tool with which they were made guilty: by searching for some order, some law, some rule that, evidently, proves the other is guilty.

For the dictator –in generic terms: whether democratic, left wing, right wing, centrist, and any of those oblique labels-… for the dictator, everything that is not dictated by them is erroneous. And for those who are subjected to that dictatorship, everything that emanates from the dictator is terrible.

What a crude, mediocre way to enter into a permanent war!

There, the being loses its sense of universality, of creativity. They become dogmatic in their points of view, when in fact they should become more flexible by contributing, offering opinions, and putting forward arguments.

Each dawn offers us a new brightness with which to find our way.

Let us not fall into a radical consciousness of what has passed.

Let consciousness open itself to the infinite laurels of: And why not?

 

^[1] The Spanish word atavismo (“atavism”) sounds similar to atados, meaning “bound” or “tied”.

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