Staring into the bleak landscape of the political season, I ponder man’s yearning for transcendence. It has been a quest since antiquity, some leading to perverse and violent paths, others to an otherworldly serenity.
Divinely inspired revelations have been preserved and written in all languages. Wisdom is not confined to one set of beliefs or orientation. It is neither Western nor Eastern. It is universal.
The Ten Commandments and the Sermon on the Mount represent the pinnacle of Judeo-Christian transcendence. They are a blueprint of how to be in the world but not of the world, hence not political. The same can be said of the venerable Bhagavad Gita, an allegory of Krishna the servant revealing the meaning of life, action, devotion and non-attachment to the mighty warrior Arjuna. In other words transcendence of being in the world but not of it.
One can touch the unity of an elusive path. The ephemeral nature of politics and power within the perspective of infinite wisdom is difficult to articulate and even harder to live and practice in the modern world. Yet, it is in our DNA, much like the wolf howling at the moon, to restlessly seek and experience the transcendental meaning to existence. If we could just reduce the perverse insanity that grips the world, we could unite around our common spirit.