Just from my heart to yours: There is a usefulness to a small satirical story… as medicine to prevent us from small-ifying everything vast and radiant down to a burnt cinder. We cannot be nourished from burnt bread.
Come this other direction, toward the vast mysterium. The doors, the doors of the universe ever stand open… even when many eyes are closed.
Yet be not impatient, for you are the able witness to this world and to the worlds within worlds. By your seeing clearly and teaching gently, you will teach others to truly see. Our existences will be the richer for your bringing the goodness of your gifts forward, bit by bit, adding to them each day.”
this comes with love and with peace,
ONCE, WHEN SOMEONE TRIED TO TRADEMARK THE WORD “GOD”
by c.p. estés
A ‘somebody’ tried to trademark the word ‘God,’ so it could belong to only them, so only they could say what all godly things meant and what godly rules were to be followed, and what godly things were to be officially taught…
But the youngish trademark official behind the counter said, not unkindly, “You cannot trademark a name unless you are that person. “God” is a name, you see, so you must show proof that you are God.”
The ‘somebody’ replied: “I am not God…uh, except on Tuesdays, I try to dress and talk as though I am, but all that aside, I KNOW about God and that should be enough.”
“I’m so sorry,” said the official. “You’ll have to bring God in here in person to sign this trademark application. You yourself, no matter how much you know, just wont do.”
The ‘somebody’ huffed and puffed’ … but the official would not give in, finally saying, “I’m sorry, Sir, I cannot serve your purpose. Next applicant!”
As the miffed ‘somebody’ turned away from the counter, an old woman with a bad knee and leaning hard on a cane, slowly approached with great dignity. She wore a sky blue babushka covered in earthly red roses. Her long dark dress was dusty and worn but softly mended. She smiled at the official with crinkly eyes, a knowing smile.
The official had seen her before, and smiled back: “Hello again. Is there something I can do for you today?”
“Ah, no, no. Thank you for asking dear boy. I just dropped by to see who was trying to take My name in vain. Again. Without seeing me first. Truly seeing.”
≈≈≈≈ EPILOGUE: They chuckled together then, about how the carbon dots called humanity often tried to climb atop one another to pretend to be ‘the one, the only one…’ and somehow all these facts about the fraility and dearness of human beings seemed a well-remembered and eternal joke between the official and the old woman.
And if one had watched very closely, they’d have seen a heart’s fire flash between them as they so gently laughed together, but only for a moment in time…. and immediately after, they appeared to be ordinary, as ordinary as any mother’s son, as any son’s mother would seem in broad daylight on earth…
Earth, being one planet in one galaxy of 2 million confirmed gallaxies in the visible universe. In the not-yet visible universe, it is estimated that Earth will be one planet in one galaxy amongst 100,000 million galaxies.
≈≈≈≈ As it has been said since Byzantium: Let us stand well. Let us stand in awe.
CODA: the beautifully executed watercolor painting of the Matriarch above– watercolor being so hard to master, for ‘it can run away’ on its little pigmented legs in every direction, or else become muddy instead of bright, with just one ‘let’s try this’ wash– this watercolor is by Atanur Dogan, a Turkish born man, now a Turkish-Canadian who shows his work from this site and also this site: www.doganart.com, and also on facebook here. Atanur bey painting above is uploaded here by his kind permission. Thank you Atanur bey, muchisimas gracias.
“Once, When Someone Tried To Trademark the Word, “God,”” a story from The Creative Fire manuscript by CP Estés, Copyright ©2010, All Rights Reserved, including but not limited to electronic, performance, theatrical, musical, graphic, film, commercial, derivitive. Uses: You are welcome to use this work in non-commercial ways without adding to nor deleting any part, just using the work in its entirety along with author’s name and this copyright notice attached. Thank you. Other permissions: Ngandelman@aol.com