The Gospel of the Hovering Now
A Reading from the Book of Circa
I. The Fallacy of Length You chafe against the sunset, longing for a day that never ends. You seek to extend the vessel of clay, believing that more time is the cure for the fear of the dark. But I say to you: do not cling to the duration of the form, for "changes that seem to occur in the world appear real only because of ignorance". To chase physical immortality is to try to hold the wind in a net; "the faster you hurry, the slower you go".
II. The Two Lives There is a life of the skin, and a life of the Spirit. The life of the skin is a fixed point, a deadline that passes. But the life of the Spirit is "Circa"—it is the vastness around the point, "as vast as infinite space, it is perfect and lacks nothing". You ask, "Will I live forever?" I answer: You are already woven into the tapestry of the Unborn. "The Truth is beyond time and space, one instant is eternity".
III. The Treasure of the Liminal Do not store up your hope in a resurrection of the flesh, "where moth and rust destroy". That is the desire for a frozen future. Instead, seek the state of blessedness that hovers in the midst of this very breath. The Kingdom is not a destination you arrive at; it is the "Circa" in which you walk. It is "not here, not there—but everywhere always right before your eyes". To be "poor in spirit" is to empty yourself of the demand for certainty. In this emptiness, death is not a wall, but a softening of the edges.
IV. The Grasping Hand The wise know that "to accept things fully is identical with true Enlightenment". To grasp for eternal life as a possession is to lose it, for "clinging, you go too far". Be like the lilies of the field, who do not toil to extend their bloom. They exist in the grace of the approximate now—blossoming, fading, returning—without fear. "If the mind makes no discriminations, all things are as they are, of One-essence".
V. The Great "Approximately" Therefore, do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about its own things. Rest in the approximate perfection of God. You do not need to be finished to be whole. You do not need to be endless to be eternal. "Just let things be in their own way as they are, and there is neither coming nor going". You are the salt of the earth, dissolved in the Great Ocean. You are not the wave that crashes, but the water that remains.