We Are the New Gods
Read American Gods by Neil Gaiman. Then read my blog. Then think about how those two things intersect.
Where do we come from? Where do we go?
Where are we continuing to come from? The old places? The new places? Both?
God wears a lot of faces. Sometimes it’s a fox or a bird. Sometimes it’s a man or woman. Sometimes it’s a woman with a lion head or a man with bird wings. Sometimes it’s a story that’s new but old at the same time. The hero’s journey with a new face. The actor living out someone else’s life, the piece of God wearing the face of an actor in order to get through the noise and be heard so the message isn’t lost.
Listen. Watch. Pay attention. When you hear it, you’ll know. But you have to be quiet and listen.
You may be surprised what you hear.