Plotting a Map to a Spiritual Connection
Tents of Grace
I was tired of everyday routines, and tired of living without inspiration. I was needing to fill in a void, needing connections to something unseen: a spiritual force like a miracle; an event that would change me and alter the spiraling course of my life.
In the past, I sought meaning and purpose through traditional thinking about mighty powers, but I always fell short, I always had doubts. I figured, perhaps I simply lacked trust, or perhaps I was simply one of those people who had to have proof.
I began looking elsewhere, in dark dusty corners of book, books that had far less conventional theories, and books that often were laughed at.
Eventually one caught my interest. It was the idea that pyramids had supernatural power. That their structures made portals to alternate worlds.
I studied all I could and used what I learned to develop a plan, a plan that was actually quite simple.
It began when I unfolded a med-western road map, then drew a diagonal line that connected my birthplace to my current address. I used this line for the base of a triangle, a triangle I proportioned like Khufu’s great pyramid.
I was intrigued when I saw that the apex was perfectly aligned with the town of Gnadenhutten, Ohio. I concluded that this was significant and if I wanted to find understanding I would just have to go there.
By car the trip took about four hours.
I took with me: one change of clothes; a tooth brush and tooth paste; a few odds-and-ends from the kitchen; and a small little bit of cash.
An historical marker sat on the outskirts of Gnadenhutten. It read, "Established in 1772 by Moravian missionaries," then it went on to say that Gnadenhutten in German means, "Tents of Grace."
I drove into town, parked my car and walked to the corner of Main Street and Walnut.
A faultless blue sky loomed overhead. I sat on a bench and prepared to receive.
As I waited I was extremely optimistic and feeling a little bit proud. I mean think about it, I was here, taking action, seeking deeper meaning. Just how it would come was unknown, but hey, I was here, eager and ready to receive revelation.
For hours nothing happened.
I thought of how it might come; perhaps a sky writing plane trailing white clouds of answers; or an unexpected bolt of lightning would strike me and ignite a new vision, but neither happened.
And in the hours that followed, I looked for enlightenment in more subtle ways; like, reading graffiti on the bench where I sat and reading the bumper stickers of cars that were passing.
But none of these messages had meaning or purpose.
Part 2 / The Conclusion, should be out tomorrow. In the mean time you can try to figure out what supernatural event is possibly coming.
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