Demeter, Eleusian Mysteries, the Son of Man, God, and the prodigal son

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I gave up conceiving of plans because nothing ever became the way I ‘planned’ it to, so what was the use of such futile pondering.

When you accept that you have created it, all of it, you cannot feel oppressed any longer, you can only laugh.

We are love suckers, who hook onto each other and draw out the vital life, sucking for love, and killing to get it.

The initiates of the Eleusian mysteries all took names with feminine endings, enterring into the force of Demeter, the first initiate, as though understanding the release from the fear of death which the mysteries provided required entrance into the female perspective. (paraphrased from Christine Dowings- Revisiting the Myth of Demeter and Persephone, from SAGA, White Cloud Press, OR, 1996)

Life in the city, where everyone is trying to win a game that nobody wants to play.

There is no cause and effect, there is only cause. What we think of as effect is itself an aspect of cause, because it also causes. There is only one emanator, one emanation, which She is as She produces it.

The awakening of the self within; to not be and to be that absence.

The Son of Man comes out of man.

I became free by setting God free.

Indeed, it was the prodigal son who spent every talent he had been given before finally returning home and becoming his father’s greatest joy. And it was the servant who bet the wealth entrusted to him on the dark horse who was rewarded for his irreverent victory.

            My nigredo, albedo, and rubedo, as the ancient alchemists might say. As such I found often that there was no greater joy for God than to give me the ball and watch me run with it- in whatever unprecedented, or heartful way I could manage.

“Face into the wind. Protect the flame. Keep going.”

            Clarissa Pinkola Estes (from SAGA)

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These fragments and quotes are taken from the unpublished writings of Jack Haas, selected from the notebooks 1990-2005.