What Is Critical

These days what is critical becomes more and more important to me. However, there is a problem with this; namely, that man cannot do. That is what Gurdjieff taught those who had ears to hear. You see, Gurdjieff taught esoteric Christianity. He was able to shed light on the teachings of Jesus.

Gurdjieff spoken in a confusing way in order to stun the minds of those who recognized something original and decent in him. They could not perceive it with their intellects, however. He knew that so thoroughly that the first thing he did was push people away. Vernon Howard did the same thing and so do I when I take to the keyboard.

I know my audience and they know me. Perhaps that is why I keep writing for the few, those with ears to hear and eyes to read.

I am not only an introvert; I am also one that knows better than to throw pearls to swine. I do not grow that way, not at all.

I have told you my story many times over, yet it is changing as the inexorable march of time leaves its mark on me. I have quit driving and traveling; I do not mind this at all. I savor the days at home with nothing to do but simple housework and kitchen chores.

I am a child of God, but society tells me to cover it over with pretense and lies and so we all do exactly that. No one is whom they pretend to be—that is a mere social role easily seen through.

I woke up before daybreak this morning and have already had breakfast as it shows 6:30 on the clock. In God’s time, we are eternal beings living limited human lives. We rail against that. We have looked for answers for society and have found none. So a handful of us keep up the search for the Real while it is right here in front of us.

How can I tell you that I write from a place I have not yet visited? It beckons me on, as it does you. We must be content to sit at the feet of the master. Time will be seen through just as soon as we have seen through ourselves.

Vicki Woodyard