The Gestalt of God (A Philosophical Draft)

By Katherine Mercurio Gotthardt

Let’s set the record straight.
I do not claim to know what god 
might be, nor do I entirely get gestalt.
Being neither religious nor German 
(though my maiden name means Messenger 
of God, my married, German name, Heart 
of God),I, an ordinary, unemployed English 
major from state-funded schools, graduate
in education with a too-expensive writing focus 
made trivial by an increasingly “complex landscape” 
made even more needlessly intricate by devising
“complex challenges” that require more and more
“innovation,” well, what could I possibly have to offer
besides a bit of Transcendentalism, where Nature,
God, and We Each are one? I mean, come on. 

Next to the Big Guys, what am I other than someone
who has decided what they have in common—
that it is their moving, shiny, simple parts that make 
up the aggregate? That all you need to do in order
to understand anything is break it apart and put it back 
together? That when you take out the watercolor pencils 
and see there are only nine or ten or twelve variations,
it’s time to buy a bigger set, each with their own 
easy-to-understand name? And goodness me,

how did I not flunk Shakespeare when, upon 
having to read the literary critics and write a paper
on one I chose, I responded with my own criticism 
of critics and might have annoyed the professor 
who wrote, “Then why pick this article in the first place?” 
And I think what he was getting at, I think what I’m 
trying to say, is there are so many aspects to anything 
we might choose, so many objects in motion, it’s no

wonder people get confused, thinking they need
select a single source, mistaking the elephant 
hoof or tail or trunk for the entirety of the thing, 
when we were blindfolded into believing these were 
the totality of experience, the one, the way,
the truth. And so I return to my friend Thoreau,
my buddy Emerson, to their roots in Eastern thought,
tracing as best I can these tributaries through history 
and philosophy, only to end up here: Simplify, simplify, 

simplify. Return to the woods to live deliberately, to front 
the essentials of life and learn what it has to teach. And 
when you reenter, ready to take that beautiful, individual, 
self into a world gone mad with extras and unnecessaries, 
tell us what you discovered when you peeled back the bark 
of all you had discarded. That’s where wholeness lies. 

Katherine Mercurio Gotthardt, copyright March 26, 2024, all rights reserved 


Katherine Gotthardt

Katherine Mercurio Gotthardt is an award-winning poet and author seeking meaning, peace and joy and hoping to share it where she can.
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