MASONRY AS A GOOD LIFE

It's been long overdue so taking up the hot topics of the day comes with no small measure of worry.  Especially when we tipple with the ideas of pantheism. Chaos, the fates, probability, call it what you like, the universe is made whole when those variables become as predictable as the warmth of a sunrise or the salty taste of a tear.  When conventional language is unable to explain phenomena, we can turn to mathematics and it's twin, philosophy to piece together meaning.  If I thought that masonry was a constant source of understanding, I think I would quickly fall apart, knowing as I do, how intimately incompleteness is part of life. Insights appear at the oddest times, for the oddest reasons.  So I don't walk around bending to smell a rose, but when I see roses the idea occasionally floats across my consciousness. Is ignorance bliss? In my work we call it the angels kiss- when turmoil and distress fade and the mind rests in an oblivion with one inhabitant. What surprises and inspires passers by is an engaging, curious attitude.  Age does not set limits on it. To conjure up images of beautiful lodges, a table laden with tastes to delight the guests, music to compliment and entice the mind, I'd say making it reality begins with a little magical thinking.  Why I ask myself whether it  should be a requirement to encourage every brother who steps through the door with examples of the calmness that settles over us when we discover philosophies and tailor our thinking.   Don't be fooled, there are active minds that do not wear an apron, capable of connecting with our beliefs that prove our words are more than idle thinking.  There is disadvantage and suffering, enough to drive us to accept nothing less than success in the way we influence the world. Equity, universality, more than words in the mind of a brother.