Blog 2776 – 06.05.2023

Explaining Indian Paintbrush’s and Everything

The thing about legends is that most often they contain at least a few fun facts. Someone has said, perhaps it was Marvel Comic genius Stan Lee, that comic book super heroes are the American myths.

I grew up in a very narrow fundamentalist religious group that though they did not then and do not now consider themselves a cult, I certainly do. The dictionary defines a cult as:

That was actually the sixth down a list of several more definitions given for the noun cult in the dictionary I consulted, yet I think it best expresses the most commonly held meaning attached to the word. We all want to believe that our particular take on religion is the one true one and that all others are off, be it by inches or miles.

The First People had their explanation for things that made sense to them. Someone has defined religion as trying to make sense of things that just don’t make sense. Beautiful flowers like Indian Paintbrushes are not meant to make sense. They are as all things bright and beautiful meant to be enjoyed.

A thought came to me for my daily mantra as I was considering achieving and maintaining my ideal weight, that for someone my gender, age, and height is about one hundred and sixty-three pounds, expressed in Hindu-Arabic Numerals as 163. Two three-word phrases came to mind that express that three number order scheme. They are:

I mirror you

I admire you

I have not weighed one hundred and sixty-three pounds for quite a few years. A couple of years ago I did get down to a hundred and seventy-thee and added the phrase “I worship you” to the two above (173). The three thoughts seemed to fit good together. The beauty we see without is a reflection of that within and we can only truly appreciate and admire (mirror) what we truly are. That is the essence of understanding and worship.

The Apostle Paul upon seeing the pantheon of gods worshiped in Athens, Greece also noticed a small altar to the unknown god and used that as a starting point for explaining his understanding of his at that time new religion – Christianity.

Myths, miracles, and super heroes are all reflections of the one true self that lives in us all and manifests in the beauty, courage, and truth that is all around us.

The Legend of the Indian Paintbrush is but one more attempt to explain the inexplicable nature of Who and Whose we truly are: “I go within, I mirror you, I admire you, I worship you.”

Your friend and fellow traveler,

David White

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The Legend of the Indian Paint Brush

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