The Real Throwing of the I-Ching

It furthers one to duck

Anyone who travels the so-called “spiritual path,” no matter how sincere, purposeful, and committed they might be, eventually comes to a crossroads — the intersection of Divine and Absurd.

For some people, this is where the path ends. For others, this is where it begins, further encouraged to let go of their concepts, conclusions, and self-righteousness.

One such moment happened for me in the third year of my first marriage.

“Things”, shall we say, were stressed in our relationship. The honeymoon was definitely over. Not only were we not on the same wavelength we weren’t on the same planet. Simply put, she wanted to go out and I wanted to go in.

My way of dealing with our marital discord? Label it as “maya” and meditate.

And while on some level it was maya the two of us were dealing with, and meditation for the most part was a good thing to do — turning my back on our relationship issues and hiding under my meditation blanket only made things worse.

So there I am, sitting in a semi-lotus position before a beautifully framed photo of an enlightened being when I sense a disturbance in the force.

I’m not exactly sure why I ducked, but I did — and just in time, because flying…