It's Enough and Not Enough Meeting Up With Providence Thing

Dear America,

"At some point in life

 the world's beauty is enough. 

You don't need to

 photograph, paint, 

or even remember it.  

It is enough."  

Toni Morrison, writer

exactly, and thank you, Kathryn and Ross Petras, for another random opening of your little book -- "Nothing is worth more than this day." -- that elevates a sense of calm and awe, simultaneously; all we must do is close our eyes and breathe the words in, and let the osmosis begin.

To characterize this in a moment, it feels like Tiger Woods on the eighteenth hole and sinking his little putt in for the win...releasing twenty two years and a whole host of demons into the dust. Feel quite certain, everyone who witnessed the occasion came away with tears, and cheers, for all the world to hear.  

In great contrast, witnessing the horror of the Notre Dame Chapel with flames higher than its steeple brought us to our knees, realizing that this awesome thing of beauty, history, significance and grace, will never ever be the same.  If you had the luxury of seeing it live and in person, before yesterday, than that vision is captured within your heart for all of eternity; if, however, you are like me, and never have seen her, all that really remains true will be through other people's eyes, whether in photos, acrylics, or a story of a thousand words.

This girl is still wrestling with the heartache that only death of a good friend can bring.  And really, its not like we were incredibly close, it's more, perhaps, the reality of her beautiful life, gone in an instant, that intensifies the yearning for understanding, and searching for meaning, and wondering how in the world were Julie's fifty three years on this planet enough? 

But alas, I am not God.

The world's beauty must be enough just as it is, as it is right now, no matter what changes; for to think otherwise, would make ourselves culpable of a great sin, judging God Itself, and begging that an infinity of mea culpas might just be enough.

If we have breath, it is enough.

And better still, it may be everything.

Non sum qualis eram --  yes, this girl is alive, and "I am not the kind of person I once was."

I love Latin.  It feels like, in my heart, I should know Latin inside and out.  There's just something about the way the language captures a moment, the spirit of things, with so few words, that makes this girl twirl with excitement.

Take the phrase, mala fide -- in bad faith, said of an act done with the knowledge of its illegality, or with the intention to defraud or mislead someone.  This basically defines the last two years of the collusion/obstruction circus surrounding the investigation of the current Trump Administration; although, instead of defrauding simply a someone, try all of America, if not the entire world; this activity personifies a certain bureaucratic malfeasance unbecoming of a republic, that is for sure.

As the Latin turns, any word beginning with the three letters 'm a l' seems to automatically veer to the wrong side of things, generally speaking -- from mala fide, previously discussed, we can go to 'malum in se', something that is wrong in and of itself, a legal term of something inherently wrong; then, 'malum prohibitum', defining something wrong due to being something prohibited -- in other words, it is wrong because it breaks the law.   And all the while, the word malfeasance combines 'mal' meaning evil, with Old French, 'faisance', speaking of activity itself....

oooh so there you go: evil activity -- malfeasance.

Of course, we live in a world at the twilight of common sense and the common man; may as well be, post mortem of the greatest country in all the world, setting the stage with the sun for the most poignant and heartrending postscriptum of the history books!  

We are watching it in live feed. 

America is burning.

Have you read the fine print on the backside of the one dollar bill, by chance?  Above the unfinished pyramid....and just above 'Eye of Providence'  are the words, Annuit Coeptis: 

ANNUIT means to nod assent, to favor, to smile upon.
COEPTIS means undertakings, endeavors, beginnings. 

Annuit coeptis means "favors (lit., gives the nod to) undertakings." The subject must be supplied. Who favors? The Eye (Providence) does. 

The verb annuit can be either present tense or perfect tense, therefore an accurate translation of the motto is: "Providence favors our undertakings" or "Providence has favored our undertakings." (The word "our" is supplied.)  

It has also been translated as: "He favors our undertakings" or "He has prospered our endeavors." 

The meaning of this motto is better understood when seen in its original classical context.

Divine Providence lives in our founding documents, by design!  And all the while, our motto, "In God We Trust," is written upon the very money we use everyday in exchange for goods, services, assets large and small, giving God the Glory.

What do you think will happen when a people act with a certain malfeasance against its first law, God's Commandments, let alone virtually set ablaze its founding principles?  Between destroying the honor of a life built upon self-reliance and independence, to the current array of eye-popping appeals of nothing more than policy gimmicks, all in conjunction with the growing trend to dis God...just what do you think Providence will do? 

Whether you choose to define Providence as God Itself, or simply Mother Nature, the end result is the same; Providence, which is always Divine, is not happy with us.

Notre Dame poses as a perfect metaphor on multiple levels.  See also, @The Patriot Post.

All the world was made by God, including everything in and of this world, seen and unseen.

God made all the world; God made the putt; God made the steeple; God made Julie; God made me.

Can you hear me now?

Audio -- the Latin word to say, I hear.  We can only hear, when our mouths are closed, and our posture is open from our ears to our toes.  Om.  Picture the Eye of the Divine.  Meet up with the seventh Chakra of "a thousand petal lotus."

At some point, 

"At some point in life

 the world's beauty is enough. 

You don't need to

 photograph, paint, 

or even remember it.  

It is enough."

And from this point, from this perspective, the conversation should shift among us to a higher level of communing with each other within this world; basically, in a world according to G, the politics of everything can just burn in hell.   [But of course, what fun would that be, right?]

I believe things always happen for a reason; and the timing of things is not only makes all the difference in the world, but it may very well carry the potential to alter mind and body forever.  An entire trajectory can be dramatically changed, if not come to a full stop, in an instant.

Annuit Coeptis -- a couple of words that just might sit with me for a long time, in the back of my mind and maybe even right up front  -- if, in fact, God nods at things begun, what happens when the pioneering spirit, full of faith, reliant upon God's Good Grace, ceases to have its gentle pull on the reins?  What direction do we go, as a whole, as a people?  Do we really want to find out?

Whether it comes to us in bits and pieces, or in plumes of smoke and flames, I believe God wants all the world to wake up; what we have here, is a situation, where enough and not enough is competing for attention. 

but maybe it's just me.

Make it a Good Day, G