Journeys and Signs!

My beginning endeavour into Freemaosnry feels somewhat like starting a long road trip. First there is a certain amount of planning and preparation prior to starting out down the road, and this journey of mine is no different. I spent time researching and learning what I could about my local Lodges, as well as info from other juresdictions, articles on Anti-Freemasonry, videos made by Masons. I almost purchased a copy of my Province's constitution I found in a used book store.

I am unrelenting in my pursuit of knowledge, but what I have found is almost too much information, and I have to take a break and decompress a bit. I even thought about going down to my local Lodge the other night and introducing myself, but remembered what the Secretary had told me about the speed at which the Lodge moves at, and I resigned myself to waiting for the next contact. Although I feel prepared for the journey about to begin, it almost feels like I have to manouver through a gauntlet of check points and guards to check my rediness for the road ahead. I am ready to put the foot to the floor, but I notice to speed limit is set much lower!

Although not even initiated I already have noticed my day to day dealings are starting to be tempered with a new sense of purpose and outlook for the future. Why can't all men whether affiliated or not treat each other with brotherly affection, truth, and equality? Does it mean you will have to bite your tongue at times? Yes. Does it mean you will have to extend you hand to a man who doesn't deserve it? Yes. Does it mean you will have to be truthful to be sincere? Yes.

I want to live this way regardless of the fact that I am a Mason or not. To be a Mason, I suppose is to hold these values close to heart, and defend them utterly! What a wonderful obligation!



Ever notice that things that appeared all over the place no seem to disapppear when you start looking for them. I swear I saw compass and squares on about every second car prior to my reaching out, but I haven't seen but one since. It was a Shriner ensignia on a moped carried by a van as I sped down the highway on the way to work. I am especially trying to find them in and around the city I live in hoping to 'bump' into a local Lodge member and at least get my face in a few heads before I actually get to Lodge. Just seems like on of those weird things in life, like how you are more apt to notice a vehicle if it is the same make and model of your own. It can be difficult to find people to trust, to talk to about my feelings. It would be great if I could find myself a local Mason to bounce my feelings and ideas off of.