Friday, October 31, 2008

What's Your Mask?

It's All Hallows Eve; aka the eve before All Saints Day, a time to honor and remember all those who have died but still live in our hearts and sometimes beyond; aka Halloween. It's a night for masks, scary masks. What's your mask?
I heard a beautiful de-masking story recently. I was touched. A friend told me of a woman who was a religious atheist and trusted only science but went to church with a friend—for the sake of friendship.
There she heard a voice speaking to her within herself and remembered the biblical story of the Hebrew prophet Elijah who had heard a "still small voice."
She thought: I have a still small voice within. I have it and therefore others have it, and that's a soul, and what is the purpose of a soul but to be in touch with God.
A rare kind of conversion but beautiful. Also an example of how the spirit of holiness comes to us in ways and words that we already know and love, in her case reason, scientific deduction. The spirit of holiness is within us.
My friend added that often what we most want we most scorn.
No masks can scare away the divinity in your soul. Dare to take off your mask and let your holiness show.

3 comments:

therix20 said...

The playwirght Pirandello believed that the mask is what we wear that hides our truer identity behind. He also feared that when the mask was taken away that there might me nothing there. How perplexing! It is like not having God when all is stripped away - and that is something that I can not even imagine. But the mask.....That gives me some pause.

Susan said...

This is my first ever response to a blog. I am moved to test my voice because the image of a "still small voice" is so beautiful. I think that it is when we are able to turn down the volume of noise that constantly surrounds us that we have the best opportunity to hear our own "still small voice" and to connect to G-d. In that moment we leave our masks behind for we do not need them for a divine conversation.

Dave said...

"Glittering Images" is the way I've described the masks we all seem to wear. I borrowed the term from a Susan Howatch book - it seemed to fit well, as the masks are glittering and pretty - they offer the world what we think the world wants to see instead of offering our authentic selves - the glittering image hides the still small voice - it can hide it so well, and sometimes the mask is on for so long, we can sometimes forget there is anything else under the mask.