IN THE MOUNTAINS OF FIRE
By Dolores J. Nurss
Volume VI: The Rift
Chapter 28
SAVAGERY AND CIVILITY
DREAM NOTES
I wrote
much of this. In 1990, however, I had
Deirdre's mine-cart dream, myself. I
also dreamed, separately in the ‘70's, about waking up to the sounds of a
rat-fight and feeling unable to move to stop it, pinned to the ground by
exhaustion, knowing that the children were too wired yet to sleep,
themselves. Back then I had experimented
with Fundamentalism, which was far from my own right path. I felt at constant war with my brain, like I
continually had to hack off parts of it, and yet they persistently kept growing
back. I shouldn't have put a rat through
the battles that I staged in my head, let alone myself, and they were
exhausting me.
I do believe that there is a place for Fundamentalism
in the Body of Christ. They are the
stripped-to-basics, hard, stiff bone that keeps the whole upright. But if that is all that the Church is, it is
nothing but a skeleton. (Not surprising,
then, that I also had many dreams of a certain character's struggles with
anorexia in those days, because I was trying to starve my mind down to bone.) And if it grows beyond its place, it ossifies
the Body Spiritual. We must not try to
follow somebody else's calling. Those
who are truly meant to be Fundamentalists live happy and contented lives on
their own path. Yet if one does not, God
has other plans for one.
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