Gabriel Meyer. Peace activist. Bridge builder. Musician. Author. The latter could be the first step to a toppling of Meyer’s ideological purity, after all he is an example of talk the talk and walk the walk. Talk the talk, and walk the walk being synonymous in his profession. But like everything Meyer thus far has involved himself in, this only further pedestalizes what he is trying to do. Simply put, melt prejudice, bring people together. Highlight what unifies us as a species, not what drives us apart. In a world like the one permeating the news headlines today, Mr. Meyer is the definition of light, in a whole lot of darkness. His new book is titled On the Verge of the Verb: An Autobiographical Fiction of Prophetic Sorts.
FACEBOOK: https://www.facebook.com/gabrielmeyerhalevy
Part memoir, part spiritual manifesto, Meyer is able to compound immensely complex issues, ideas, and experiences into a packed, but concise whole. His ability to make the read viscerally affecting, in an individualistic, personal sense, is particularly striking. It’s hard to communicate people profound things they do not necessarily have reference to. It takes a unique brand of storyteller, presenter, and straight talker to spin something people of many walks of life can understand. Meyer takes a somewhat unwieldy path to this, in theory. He’s not immune to using ripe, verbose, vivid analogies and scenarios to highlight the profundity of his experiences. In less able hands, this could prove the road to ruin. Anyone skeptical of Meyer could have a field day shooting down said analogies, provided they were built on ideological pillars of sand. Except, refreshingly so, they aren’t. Meyer expertly ties every argument, every emotional description, to a fundamentally simple and identifiable whole.
A pertinent example of this is a conversation Meyer had on his travels with a Lakota elder. “It felt calm around, inside, and between us,” he recounts. “We both usually receive deep nourishment through our time together. Accepted for who we really are, when trust is the trampoline of our encounters, we can shine our beauty and put our inadequacies and insecurities
to rest. Words are a ‘shout out’ to the Divine in everyone, everywhere; the Sufis call Moses Kalim Allah, or Speaker of Allah. As we are initiated into maturity, as our ancestors springboard us into our elderhood, as we become part of it all, conversation becomes prayer. Indeed, our conversation felt like an ancient, ongoing, and present field of liminal celebration. Celebration of breath. Celebration of the Great Mysteries. Celebration of Great Spirit. Celebration of life, water, fire, air, animals, plants, rocks, and Mother Earth—and ultimately, the celebration of our vulnerable, humble, and broken selves in right relation with all else.”
AMAZON: https://www.amazon.com/Verge-Verb-Autobiographical-Fiction-Prophetic/dp/1960090844
He also writes, “‘I feel we just witnessed a glimpse of whole alignment—races, guilds, and religions reemerged to bring about spirit action in an archetypal stress spot. Acupressure, massaging one knot at a time. The Cave of the Machpelah, the Old City of Jerusalem,
and the reversal and healing of thousands of years of “power over” and domination. Conquest, crusades, inquisition, oppression, repression, and violence since the times of the Sumerians. The theft and hoarding of power through the fetishes of writing, patriarchy, rationalism and hierarchy. Apartheid of the heart and the feminine principles, the government of private property. A “forgetting” that we are embedded in Mystery and our heartbeat oozes radical amazement at each breath.’”
Cyrus Rhodes
