On His 49th Year as Priest

June 11, 2009 4:31 am According to the Korean way of calculating I was 32 when I came here I’m 81, now, What’s the same? And what’s changed? Nothing’s the same And nothing’s changed. The really ‘me’ inside, that Essence – the consciousness inside that mud from Eden that we now know as star dust. A star dies, explodes, its dust gives shape and form to us. Out of space and silence Comes --- us…. The shapes we have at age two, thirty-two, eighty-one. But those shapes and concretions added to us since our first appearance here, whether healthy body, active mind, bad decisions, good works, unhappy failures, joyous accomplishments – none of these things are us. The “I” that is “me” – The conscious awareness – is separate from all these things – it can’t be labeled anymore than what we label “God” can be labeled nor can it pass away any more than “where-it-comes-from” can pass away. Philosophers, theologians, Hindu holy men, sibyls, oracles, holy women, thinkers of all shapes and sizes And often very varying opinions, all are consciousnesses! (There’s a word to tell you how difficult it is to try to place a name on it - ) The Buddhists say God has nine billion names; Saint John said it better: ‘God is love,’ Which is as easily graspable as how many billion stars are in the sky. Love: you and I, he and she, we and they all related, interconnected (hooray for DNA) not only to each other, but to apes and peacocks, taro roots and lily pads, dirt, mud, ice, water, steam – every-thing that is part of us, from exploding stars big bang, before, after, Space, Silence, Two, thirty-two, eighty-one ‘Past’ and ‘future’ are mere mental constructions. The joy is now – this moment now – forever all inter-connected, God is love. Thoughts early on a June morning 49th anniversary of ordination. James Sinnott, MM To learn more about Father Sinnott and his years in Korea click here.