Monastic Fruitcakes, a Story of Transformation
Those of you who have visited Synchronicity Sanctuary for a retreat or other programs know that we are in an isolated area. In spite of that occasionally, people drive in at various times wondering who we are and what is going on here. We always have plenty of information packets on hand for these occasions.
One day, in the middle of lunch, one of the monastic community members announced that “We have visitors outside – can someone speak with them?” They had driven up to the parking lot right outside the back door of our kitchen where deliveries are usually made, a conservative looking elderly couple, and as we went up to greet them, they enthusiastically asked, “We saw from the sign out front that this is a monastery. Do you make fruitcakes?” I heard laughter erupt from the back porch where a few residents were enjoying their lunch break and one muttered, “Yeah, with plenty of nuts!”
We assured them we had something much better to offer than fruitcakes, and explained who we were. I gave them an information packet and a Sampler CD which they could simply listen to with headphones and experience a deep state of meditation. They were delighted to hear all this and couldn’t wait to go home and try it.
The suggestion that we make fruitcakes here brought laughter to all who heard it. As Master Charles Cannon has often said, “If you come to a sanctuary where everyone is smiling peacefully in love, light and delight - then you know nothing authentic is happening there!” Living in proximity to a master spiritual teacher, such as Master Charles Cannon, is the classic “oven for the combustion of the ego.” Although we don’t literally make fruitcakes, there are many times in the midst of the evolutionary process that I have felt just like a fruitcake myself… surrounded by plenty of nuts, nicely whipped into a batter and put in the oven to bake.
The oven here is a magical and transformational one - because if the baking is complete, instead of a big dense cake filled with fruit and nuts, the pan becomes progressively empty. Until that time, we keep getting whipped into batter and baked some more as our process continues. Each time, the baking pan becomes emptier and emptier, as we are less and less identified with the dense dimensions which serve to maintain the illusion of separation.
So, that is the life of a fruitcake (in the transformational sense)! It is all about becoming empty… the human evolutionary journey. In the meantime, as you move through your own baking process, may you have your cake and eat it too!