Rufus Jones
I finally obtained a copy of The Trail of Live in the Middle Years, and found two things which might be of interest to others. When Friend Rufus began his life's work of reforming American and world Quakerdom in the spirit of George Fox he took inspiration from the ancient Fathers of the Greek Church, no doubt Clement of Alexandria most of all, but Basil, the Gregories, and Chrysostom, I'm sure. Next time I'm at the NYPL I will try to find the early editorial in which he expressed himself on the matter. And a couple of years later, when he visited Earlham for the first time, he spoke on... The Divine Comedy, that norotiously Papistical work. That kind of broadmindedness was not always appreciated, even among Quakers. Maybe especially among Quakers. When he spoke again in Richmond some time later the President of my Alma Mater permitted his students to go into town for it, but warned them against falling under his influence. That was, I have said, at the beginning of his career, in the 1890s. Let me quote one of his final statements:

“Eternal life” is the entrance upon an absolutely satisfying experience whether here or elsewhere, in which the soul has found itself joined indissolubly with its Object, revealed to us best in Beauty, Truth, Goodness and Love. These values can never pass into nothingness, nor can the soul, that in God is united to these Realities. In them one lives, by them one lives, they are his life, and it opens out inwardly with ever intensified joy and insight. “He whose heart has been set on the love of learning and of true wisdom,” Plato says in the Timaeus, “and has exercised this part of himself, that man must without fail have thoughts that are immortal and divine, if he lay hold on truth; and so far as it lies in human nature to possess immortality he lacks nothing thereof.” It is thus that man becomes a spectator of all reality and is an indissoluble part of an eternal realm. The blessed life is thus not the reward of goodness, but the practice and enjoyment of goodness itself. [From the 1947 Ingersoll Lecture, “The Spell of Immortality,” in The Radiant Life, of which Jones was going over the proofs when he himself crossed to the other side the next year, a few months after I was born. (p. 115f)]

Cross-posting test
I have gone back on LJ. Now let's see whether what I post there turns up on FB.

I'm back!
Did you miss me?

Livejournal test
 Does this repost, or not?

Whither tonight
The Tantra Center?  The Lafayette?  Or bed and a book? 

November Eve Approaches
 And I don't know what to write.

Perhaps my celebration of the season will be limited to Brenna's do at Je'Bon Wednesday night.  So be it.  There were other nights, other years.  Indeed, I recall an early November evening at Galapagos in Brooklyn, and have a YouTube link to remind me of it.  And Veteran's Day, as we name the end date of the War to End All Wars, which wasn't, will mark a decade.

It is, or rather will be, for us Celts, a new year.

A time for resolutions?  Perhaps, in a sense.  Discernments may be a better term.

I discern that my discovery of Don Colacho may continue to orient and console me in many ways.

I discern that my involvement with Zurvita will take hold and flourish while my other business ventures continue.

I discern that I will need to spend more time on the Internet away from Facebook, which had been my main venue since I got fed up with LiveJournal and Taki stopped publishing me, and that I will need to gather up and edit a body of work for print publication.

In a week's time the political situation will have clarified itself.  Perhaps some of the spiritual poison of the election season will dissipate, at least for another year or so.  Is the Day of the Dead auspicious for voting?  The idea is amusing.

Facebook Down
 A fantasy story about a network for bunnywabbits.  Oh, wait...

In related news.  Got bored with Ancient Faith Radio.  Went back to WQXR.  That's boring too.

Did I mention that my FB friend Ray recorded a webinar about the current Numis Network promotion?  If you are curious about what I have been blathering on about, check out .  Yeah, I thought it was important enough to set up a subdomain for it.  Then again, that's the sort of thing I do.  I was even thinking about setting one up for this journal.  If I do it will probably be

Waiting somewhat impatiently for Diaspora to go live.  Then Facebook can kiss my...  diaspora.

Must go out to the drugstore for some family meds.

Later, dudes.

PS  --  if you're reading this on LJ, consider DW.

Does this crosspost to LJ?
 Let's see...

From White Harlem to Old Byzantium
Spent yesterday afternoon in a comfy chair in reading room next to the old Philosophy Library with Dvornik's history of the Photian schism and Centuries of Meditations, neither of which were on the shelves of the old PL. I am a bit more gruntled about the removal of the philosophy books to a room by the entrance and of the portraits to God knows where -- probably Philosophy Hall.

Wasn't much of a schism as far as I can tell until 1054 revived the more extreme positions. The Pope of Old Rome, who had had problems with the appointment of Patriarch Ignatius, had problems with his forced resignation. Tough. Ignatius had been part, though probably an unknowing part, of a conspiracy to murder the emperor, and was lucky to be allowed to live, even in detention. At least Photius was properly elected, as Ignatius had not been. To be sure, he was a layman at the time, though one who had felt called to the monastic life, and one of the co-consecrating bishops was considered suspended by Rome. Still, Papa Nicholas was willing to forget all that if the Empire was willing to give his Franks control of Bulgaria. Well, the emperor was murdered after all and Ignatius rehabilitated, and Photius took an honorable retirement until Ignatius met his end and he was again properly elected with no complaints from Rome. In between there was of course the Eighth Ecumenical Council. Two of them, one accepted by the Catholics and one by the Orthodox. Each hurling anathemas until the air was thick with them. Which proved very useful to both sides a couple of hundred years later. And to Dr. Rudolph Steiner more recently.

That's what I get from the first third of the book.

To which I reply -- Can't we all just get along?

Evidently not.

Meanwhile I am writing (in my head) a post titled, Professional Integrity is a Luxury: Make Sure You Can Afford It. Based on a painful personal experience. Painful not because I was put to the test, but because somebody else was. He failed. I was punished. And that's the way the world goes.

Meanwhile, I do hope you have visited my business site at

Have a a great Fourth.

Social Media and Me
I'm a Yahoo! groupie. At least I was. I had been active on E-groups when Yahoo! acquired them, and remained active, especially since Yahoo! had acquired my webmail host, Rocketmail. I joined quite a few groups, many quite esoteric, with few posts a week, or even a month. Then, around 2002, Yahoo! seemed to give up on groups, and the interface for checking your groups on the web became so clunky I almost never used it. Now I see that something called Grouply -- -- has built its own front end to Yahoo! and Google Groups, making them fun again. By the way, it looks an aweful lot like Ning, and Ning networks, which used to be free but aren't any more, are moving over there. That's how I found it. Now I was a big fan of Ning when they started out, but not any more, and I think I will be moving my own small network in a day or two. One thing I like is that it reminds me just a little of Delphi Forums, where I started two or three back in '97 or so. It seems a bit homier than MySpace and Facebook, social networking for the rest of us. I suggest you take a look, and, if you join, I invite you to friend me there.


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