IACCH0S!
Welcome to The Road to
Eleusis
!
Through eons of time, gathering around the sacred fire has been a central and most reverent practice of many peoples.
Whether watching the tiniest spark spiral toward heaven, in the temple we know to be Nature, or gazing into the hearth of
our lofty high rise home to catch a glimpse of that cast-off point of light as it goes to join a boundless company of stars;
hope rushes to the surface. Hope stands in the stillness of each of us. The Divine melts our hearts until the gentle warmth emanating from it, floods our
eyes and our sinuses, even our senses with its elixir. This is the Passion born
from natural purity, the salty brine of our tears. We become temporarily blinded
by the vision of the Great; and having perfect vision to that end, we see the Beloved everywhere in every thing. It is here that the Divine Spark is enkindled. It is then that we know that god is not to be found “outside”, but rather at the core of each
of us-inspired, hoping to be seen in order to make way to our good company, while in a room full of “one”. This is
Eleusis
.
Sitting quietly alone in devoted reverence for a single flame, or among
those who share a spiritual bond or common love in a church-full of candles, we are, all of us, potential in it’s rarest
and yet most familiar form. Allowing this holy light to cast it’s gentle
rays into the shadows of despair and tribulation through life times, one or many, in the endeavor to know god, is to aspire beyond the darkened truth, to make our way to enlightenment. Whether by aspiration or inspiration,
the essence of spirit is inherent. Evoking its partnership can happen in a multitude
of ways. On occasion a resounding drum will bring one simple and true vision
to us as our hands beat to the rhythm of the fire; or a fervent dance to the sound of that same drum, with embers and clouds
of dust silently swirling around a host of white togas worn to the holy, can bring the message of sacred duty to each of us. Even the one who has built that most fine and well-tended fire has touched the work
of the divine; has built the Divine Fire for all to worship in their own way. This
is
Eleusis
.
When we least expect it, sometimes in these moments of complete stillness, or others at the heart of the fire, the Divine reaches up and grabs us by the throat and we are wont for speech, but we are speechless. Fine art, music and great works are created at the hand of this
godly introspection, like an intervention to make us see the mystery with our own eyes, face to face. Blessed are they who have seen the mysteries, they know
the end of life and its beginning. This is
Eleusis
.
To communicate personal
aspiration, to forge your unique pathway to the Divine Within, by way of Self-discovery, is central to the purpose of this
offering. To hear the call of the Mystai as they throng together, “Iacchos!”,
is to know the possibility, even probability of sharing sacred friendship.
This is The Road
to
Eleusis
.
©
Karen James
