We’re talking about the real meaning of Transcendence here and how Transcendence always gets caught in a bowl, which become a false idol where people jump in to bath in the waters of God and drown because it is no longer living water. The bowl becomes a Dead Sea.

We talking about the Student March today as a transcendent experience for those participating, and many who watched—I know I was moved—will be changed for their whole life. That’s what Transcendence does: it opens you to a larger life. It gives you purpose, meaning and resolve.

But as with all Transcendent openings it will be caught in a bowl: a religion, a political movement, a war, a philosophy even. Something has to catch the Transcendence so people can drink from its holy water in time after the prophet or event has gone. The point of this talk is that you have to keep the Transcendence open in you and not depend upon some bowl to serve your the holy water.

ust counted up my number of Martini Time talks and today was 365. That’s a year of mini-sermons, each one different, no script and no religion. Just the elixir of gin and vermouth with an olive as the reward for drinking the martini. This talk is my Holy Grail. I open to the the Transcendence and let the talk flow through me. Like the Arthurian knight Sir Percival, I have quested for the Grail my whole life, wandering here and there, dropping the reins to my horse so my nature led the way. And here I found it in a Martini Glass. I was ordained a Martini Priest by my uncle who left me 500 martini glasses that he collected in his search for the Grail. He thought each one was IT, but it wasn’t so he kept collecting. Then he gave his collection to me.

Here’s a clue, folks. The Holy Grail is not in the chalice. The holy water is in what you let pour through it. The grail is empty. God pours through it as You. But you have to keep it empty. That’s the secret. Whatever pours through you, let it go. Let life pour through you. Cling to nothing. Save nothing. Let is all go through, the sweet and the sour. The Grail is empty. And you are full.