The Sabbath Question

Planning the 14 Nisan Watch As we inhabit the 10 Nisan Selection Window, the Sabbath Question has led me back to a radical 17th-century root. I am reclaiming the Quartodeciman Dissent of my ancestor, John Maxson. This is not a passive acceptance, but a DNA of Dissent—a holy "No" to the industrial sacrificial rhythms that dominate our world. To be in the minority is to be in the company of the Prophets. In Year 1 AVE, we recognize that our stability is found in our separateness. We dissent from the blood and we dissent from the noise to hear the quiet bleat of the Neptune Lamb at the Aries Point.  The Johannine Threshold: Tuesday Night Liturgy (6:00 – 9:00 PM) For the Magi of today, the 14th of Nisan is a laboratory of circadian stewardship. My horarium for Tuesday, March 31, is designed to bridge the gap between the indigenous soil of Albany and the high frequency of the Christ Consciousness: 6:00 PM – 6:30 PM: The Three Sisters Anchor . The evening meal is a symbiosis of cor...

Introduction: The Selection Threshold We have officially crossed the threshold. As the sun set over Albany at 7:16 PM, the Watch of the Sabbath moved from 9 Nisan (Preparation) into the profound reality of 10 Nisan. In the biblical economy, this is the day of the Selection. It is the moment when the abstract idea of redemption becomes concrete—when a specific Lamb is chosen to enter the home. In this first year of the  Aquarian Vegan Era  (AVE 1), we look to the heavens not for objects of worship, but for signs of timing. Currently, Neptune is traversing the Aries Point, the very beginning of the zodiacal cycle. To the Magi of today, this is a clear signal: Neptune, the symbol of the pervasive, mystical Christ Consciousness, has entered the sign of the Lamb. This is not divination; it is a recognition of the Great Clock of the Creator. We are selecting this Neptune-vision as our Lamb for this watch—a commitment to a bloodless, universal empathy that marks the return of the Ris...

Balancing the Extremes To keep the Sabbath at 42.6° N latitude is to live within a grand celestial accordion. In the deep winter of Albany, the sunset gate of the Seventh Day closes as early as 4:25 PM; tonight, at the cusp between 9 and 10 Nisan, it began at 7:16 PM. As we gain nearly three minutes of light each day toward the Summer Solstice, the Watch of the Sabbath expands, creating a fascinating tension with a fixed Horarium. For someone navigating the tides of schizoaffective bipolar disorder, this shifting sunset isn’t just a theological curiosity; it is a biological challenge. I inhabit a "lunatic" sensitivity—a heightened resonance with the lunisolar lightstream that requires a steady, rhythmic harmonization to maintain stability. My Sabbath practice is therefore a form of Circadian Stewardship: anchoring my attention to a fixed rule to balance the extremes of the solar cycle.  Natural Revelation or Ritual Fence? For my Seventh Day Baptist (SDB) ancestors, the Sabbat...

3 Nisan 5786 | 1 AVE | 7:00 PM EDT I did not know I was a son of the Seventh Day until 2012. At age forty, the discovery of my paternal religious heritage arrived like a dormant frequency finally finding a receiver; I learned that I was a descendant of those American Seventh Day Baptists who had risked everything to follow the Sun. Yet, knowing a lineage is not the same as inhabiting it. It wasn't until 2022, at age fifty, that I began to seriously experiment with a weekly Zachor —the resting of my attention on the Sabbath. Since then, my practice has been a series of seasons: periods of rigorous, monastic observance followed by months of near-total non-observance. I stand here now at fifty-four, at the start of Year One of the Aquarian Vegan Era , with no illusions of perfection. I do not know how this latest experiment will turn out, or if my "DNA of Dissent" will hold steady through the shifting seasons of Albany, but the inquiry itself has become a necessity. As thi...