tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8580258.post6083028884073785101..comments2024-03-29T06:03:45.545-07:00Comments on One Cʘsmos: O, My Lovely Bewilderness!Gagdad Bobhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14249005793605006679noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8580258.post-32981854972697917342009-06-11T18:36:38.630-07:002009-06-11T18:36:38.630-07:00Googling around, there's an interesting articl...Googling around, there's an interesting article about HvB, AvS and Mozart,<a href="http://www.catholiceducation.org/articles/arts/al0061.html" rel="nofollow">here</a>.juliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15975754287030568726noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8580258.post-40144068190528889942009-06-11T15:23:18.145-07:002009-06-11T15:23:18.145-07:00You may well be right, Will.
On a lighter note, b...You may well be right, Will.<br /><br />On a lighter note, but also to do with the ways of higher nature's communication (and with apologies for bringing it back to me. Or my family this time, anyway), today I finally, after a two year break, got back to a family blog project, partly involving sharing some letters from my great-grandmother to her husband while she visited my grandmother, back in 1955. <a href="http://bradleysherman.wordpress.com/" rel="nofollow">Today's letter</a> was apropos:<br /><br /><i>There was the biggest picnic tables there, made out of boards cut from those big trees. And seats around in the park made out of hallowed out logs. We had the stove going and the table set, all ready to eat and it was so cold we moved inside. There was a building there with a huge coal stove in one end and a fireplace at the other end and 8 big picnic tables in it, and 2 sinks and drain boards to wash the dishes, hot and cold running water. We left there about six and came over Deception Pass bridge, it’s about 3 or 400 feet above the water. We stopped, got out and walked on the bridge and watched the boats. They looked like toys.</i>juliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15975754287030568726noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8580258.post-33603350115641273532009-06-11T14:36:06.604-07:002009-06-11T14:36:06.604-07:00Julie -
My wv: malasy.
Without getting too para...Julie - <br /><br />My wv: malasy.<br /><br />Without getting too paranoid about such little beeps, I think it does serve to pay some attention. Higher nature has its ways of communication.<br /><br />Even without the beeps, I think most of us can feel something dark threading its way through the collective mind. Again, I think this current cycle began to pick up steam on the day Brocko met with Bibi.willnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8580258.post-16511527081378824202009-06-11T14:27:47.638-07:002009-06-11T14:27:47.638-07:00Gazriel -
>>how can one ever really be ali...Gazriel - <br /><br />>>how can one ever really be alienated?<<<br /><br />By choosing to be. There are a few - very few, I like to think - who do choose to alienate themselves from God and Creation. Cast into the outer darkness, etc.<br /><br />Now, this is entirely different from the solitude/alienation one may experience during the Dark Night when all graces are withdrawn, and it's certainly different from the grace of solitude, which is a requirement for true communion with God.willnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8580258.post-26395646456208704022009-06-11T14:17:22.763-07:002009-06-11T14:17:22.763-07:00Sometimes, wv gives me the creeps. For instance, j...Sometimes, wv gives me the creeps. For instance, just now when I came to the comments page it said "demon." Then when the page refreshed itself to sign me in, it switched to "crowers."<br /><br />demon crowers. <br /><br />Just seems a bit ominous, like a black splotch lobbed into the midst of a bright conversation.<br /><br />Anyway...juliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15975754287030568726noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8580258.post-79193334800291829992009-06-11T13:40:31.008-07:002009-06-11T13:40:31.008-07:00"...a poetical flight into the higher reaches..."...a poetical flight into the higher reaches of intellection, i.e., the use of words to vault the mind past the limitation of words."<br /><br />Ho! Sounds like he's playing my tune!<br /><br />"HvB begins with a a kind of ecstatic ode to the adventure God grants us into his sacred bewilderness: "O the blessed wilderness that is your love! No one will ever be able to subdue you, no one explore you. The roads they rashly began to lay do not penetrate very far. They suddenly break off and the disillusionment of the pioneers still floats in the air.... Other paths have again grown over. The grass of the virgin forest presses in from both sides. Tall trunks have fallen across them. Again the wilderness hums and blossoms, boundless.""<br /><br />Though I feel like I brought a harmonica to a symphany orchestra fight. So to speak....<br /><br />Wo.Van Harveyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08470413719262297062noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8580258.post-70087645294546422622009-06-11T13:32:56.478-07:002009-06-11T13:32:56.478-07:00Will said, "This doesn't mean one can'...Will said, "This doesn't mean one can't fail, however. But now the price for failure isn't a return to the old materialistic status quo, but is rather a descent into a limbo of not-belonging - one simply "knows too much" to ever be able to return to the realm of maya and spiritual ignorance. At the same time, one is frozen out of the higher reaches. There's your classic hell of alienation. "<br /><br />Will, I understand your point, but really how can one ever really be alienated? Alonesess is a state of Peace, the eternal Subject in which all things arise. The Miracle is that this state alternates with intensity, manifesting as feelings of Bliss, Contact, Unity, Fullness. Now, there are many variatons upon the types of relationships that manifest as a duality; body to body, ego to ego, angel to angel, servent of Good to Good itself, finite being to Infinite Treasure.<br /><br />Ultmately, though, solitary objects always change, disolve, or evolve, which is why identification with the eternal I Am is so incredibly important. There are two states that are always taking place: agency or communion. When looked at from this perspective aloneness become Aloneness and alienation becomes Freedom. Then, all one needs to do is be in a state of surrender to Love, offering the Heart in all situations, and others of a worldly and other-worldly nature will be drawn into communion with you like Obama to a photo-op.Gazrielnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8580258.post-12649651439223837992009-06-11T10:38:45.466-07:002009-06-11T10:38:45.466-07:00>> . . the spiritual life must be a constant...>> . . the spiritual life must be a constant (effort) . . <<<br /><br />I think there does come a certain point at which one's spiritual progress suddenly accelerates. You finally get the sails in place, they fill with wind, and off you go. Let's just say that bio-spiritual energies are activated - and I'm fairly sure they can't be de-activated. Ever. When that genie escapes the bottle, there's no returning. <br /><br />This doesn't mean one can't fail, however. But now the price for failure isn't a return to the old materialistic status quo, but is rather a descent into a limbo of not-belonging - one simply "knows too much" to ever be able to return to the realm of maya and spiritual ignorance. At the same time, one is frozen out of the higher reaches. There's your classic hell of alienation. <br /><br />Spiritual progress certainly involves constant effort, but I think the focus of the effort changes as one ascends. Some of that which previously required conscious effort becomes automatic, effortless. Meanwhile, as one enters spiritual realms that were once literally unimaginable, new efforts are required. <br /><br />On the spiritual path, there is literally never a dull moment. Why? Because even the dull moments become so excruciatingly, spectacularly, Samuel Beckett-like barren, they break the bounds of their own dullness. If that makes sense.willnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8580258.post-56656792734348950922009-06-11T10:29:57.348-07:002009-06-11T10:29:57.348-07:00Error correction in the third to last paragraph:
...Error correction in the third to last paragraph:<br /><br />"See, even though I wasn't feeling connected to God, I knew on a rational level that that wasn't the case. Truth exists even if I am in a state of delusion."Gazrielnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8580258.post-11039526483975575012009-06-11T10:24:56.384-07:002009-06-11T10:24:56.384-07:00Bob said, "This reminds me of why the spiritu...Bob said, "This reminds me of why the spiritual life must be a constant... I don't want to say "struggle," because that has such negative connotations. But it's somewhat analogous to exercise, which must be done every day. It must become a way of life, for if you start backsliding, your body will quickly revert to its former state."<br /><br />This is a very interesting topic to me. What is the process by which one goes from a state of mystical unity back into a state "ordinary" consciousness, or even a negative state of unconsciousness? I have a fairly regular practice which aligns me with the Holy Ghost and the transcendent Space of God. If I am diligent with the practice (meditation, prayer, yoga, emotional writing, etc.) typical experiences are feelings of sovereignty, peace, silence, harmony, visions of Light, gratitude, wonder, and an incredible desire to help others experience that miraculous state.<br /><br />Recently I witnessed within myself the reversion back into a state of perceived isolation as it occurs on an energetic level. It was as if the energy Flow which I am on a subtle plane literally stopped flowing and congealed around a point of "nothingness" that exists in my center. This "nothingness" is a force very similar to tamas of the three gunas in Hinduism, an infinitesimal speck of absolute inertia.<br /><br />I learned several startling things by witnessing this phenomenon: First, that this point of "nothingness" isn't evil in anyway, it is just a subtle aspect of my impermanent nature as a form. It is a point in which to recognize the reality that this body is death. Secondly, it is around this point that my unconscious thought patterns swirl. If left too long without bringing in the Light of Consciousness, the energy becomes thick and murky, stagnating to a point where my mental clarity begins to diminish. <br /><br />Now, what fascinated me was the prospect of not doing spiritual practices yet staying keenly aware of the effects. I have done this and it is no surprise the I felt listless, sad, petty, shameful, and so on. I wanted to know if I had become attached to practices themselves, if I could stabilize my witnessing awareness even in the darkness of a negative emotional state. See, even though I was wasn't feeling connected to God, I knew on a rational level that that wasn't the case. Truth exists even if I am in a state of delusion.<br /><br />So, I sat in my room for days on end doing nothing. I mean nothing. No meditating, no bathing, no television. I did eat just to keep myself from fasting, which would have began clearing the negative state. Other than an occasional song on my headphones, I just laid there in a depressive state watching myself be nothingness. I won't go into details, but I will say that this is a nice practice for experiencing the intimacy of God and the Holy Spirit, specifically in the act dying.<br /><br />Regardless, I still think that practicing daily is a much healthier and happier way to exist!Gazrielnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8580258.post-48527652484097338112009-06-11T10:09:30.792-07:002009-06-11T10:09:30.792-07:00"It's just not right to have Hans von Big..."It's just not right to have Hans von Big Brain in one ear and Sponge Bob Squarepants in the other."<br /><br />Or, it is exactly right. Or, you need a third ear.<br /><br />B^]NoMohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01100042056270224683noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8580258.post-73028072331137183522009-06-11T09:48:53.499-07:002009-06-11T09:48:53.499-07:00Amen.
Hello, Adrienne von Speyer.Amen.<br /><br />Hello, Adrienne von Speyer.sehoyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00398831051769112602noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8580258.post-49984068584706627852009-06-11T09:38:56.577-07:002009-06-11T09:38:56.577-07:00Can I get an amen?
the sound of music
julie on t...<i>Can I get an amen? </i><br /><br />the sound of music<br />julie on the mountaintop<br />chorus of <a href="http://robinstarfish.blogspot.com/2009/06/star-17.html" rel="nofollow">amens</a>robinstarfishhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15665546554663005609noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8580258.post-72905075484872821542009-06-11T09:28:06.965-07:002009-06-11T09:28:06.965-07:00Julie - wv wonders if you might be in danger of &q...Julie - wv wonders if you might be in danger of "inging".<br /><br />From Thomas Howard's book Christ the Tiger:<br /><br />"... [Jesus Christ as Immanuel (God with us)] was a figure who, appearing so inauspiciously among us, broke up our secularist and our religious categories, and beckoned us and judged us and damned us and saved us, and exhibited to us a kind of life that participates in the indestructible..."<br /><br />"But we experience the announcement as life-giving because it was an announcement that... Joy and not Havoc is the last word. It announced to us what we could not hope. It saw limitation and contingency and disparity and irrevocability and mutability and decay and death, and it said yes, yes, yes, you are quite right: terror and horror and despair are the only eventually realistic responses... if this is all there is to it. But it is not."<br /><br />And yet we seem bent on protecting and rebuilding our destructible lives...over and over and...<br /><br />That is what I so want to stop doing.NoMohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01100042056270224683noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8580258.post-91926145087691606252009-06-11T09:26:15.258-07:002009-06-11T09:26:15.258-07:00Hello,
We are interested in sending you a book fo...Hello,<br /><br />We are interested in sending you a book for review. The title is "Defenders of the Faith" by James Reston Jr. If you are interested, please email us back at elizabeth.yeh@us.penguingroup.com and we will send you a copy. <br /><br />Thank You,<br />Elizabeth YehThe Penguin Presshttp://us.penguingroup.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8580258.post-47644471285435718582009-06-11T08:38:51.363-07:002009-06-11T08:38:51.363-07:00As "close" to God as Balthasar was, the ...<i>As "close" to God as Balthasar was, the proximity only served to emphasize the distance.</i> <br /><br />Ah, <a href="http://juliecork.wordpress.com/2009/06/11/reach/" rel="nofollow">just so</a>.<br /><br />And <i>Amen</i>.<br /><br />Is it possible to OD on certain authors? Because there are so many of their books that I want to read, <i>right now</i>, that I'm really tempted to start scouring local bookstores for whatever I can find. This could become an expensive addiction.<br /><br />But that's probably only because the fragments I've read so far this week are simultaneously so new and so <i>familiar</i>, it's like finding a pristine stream of living water that helps me to re-member fragments of things I've been trying to think forever. <br /><br />If I keep this up, pretty soon I'm going to know nothing at all...juliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15975754287030568726noreply@blogger.com