Suzanne DeWitt Hall's blog highlighting the idea of a theology of desire, featuring the writing of great minds along with her own humble efforts at exploring the hunger for God. (Note: Most of this blog was written under Suzanne's nom de couer "Eva Korban David".)
Showing posts with label Stars. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Stars. Show all posts
Thursday, November 20, 2014
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
The Dance awaits, breathless with hope
From Chance or the Dance?
"The old myth would have seen all these phenomena as images--images of some paradox that lay at the heart of things: that freedom for a thing is that state in which it appears at its highest performance (its perfection, in other words), and that this is a state that lies on the farther side of rigor and austerity. And it would have seen all these images as suggesting not a moral servility for that unique creation man, but rather the brilliant display, under a thousand forms, of the Dance, which goes on aeon after aeon, and which waits all breathless with hope for the Man to recogize the pattern, see his place, assent to it, and join. He may or he may not; that is his option. But his freedom is the ecstatic experience of the joyous measure whose music rings from galaxy to galaxy."
"The old myth would have seen all these phenomena as images--images of some paradox that lay at the heart of things: that freedom for a thing is that state in which it appears at its highest performance (its perfection, in other words), and that this is a state that lies on the farther side of rigor and austerity. And it would have seen all these images as suggesting not a moral servility for that unique creation man, but rather the brilliant display, under a thousand forms, of the Dance, which goes on aeon after aeon, and which waits all breathless with hope for the Man to recogize the pattern, see his place, assent to it, and join. He may or he may not; that is his option. But his freedom is the ecstatic experience of the joyous measure whose music rings from galaxy to galaxy."
Sunday, October 18, 2009
The growth of the Father
I stole a few moments to think more about whether or not the Holy Spirit expands, and He jumped in to lead my thoughts.
In the post linked above, I thought about the love growing between my dearest of friends and I, and how the Spirit seems to be making Himself known more and more obviously to us through that friendship.
If the Spirit is (as Augustine claims) the love between the Father and the Son, can it also proceed from the love of us for God and for each other? Could He expand and increase through that love?
When conveying this question to my BP, he reminded me that the Spirit is also a person, and so I brought this into my pondering.
And it occured to me that persons grow.
Bodies grow, and Jesus has a body which grew (and is growing?). We are the body of Christ, and the body and it's members grow.
And love grows.
This all leads me to think that the Spirit Himself can and does grow, and one of the ways He does so is through our love of eachother and for the Father.
But then I wondered, if the Son and the Spirit both grow, does the Father as well?
This one was harder.
He must grow, because the Trinity is one nature. If one grows, all must grow.
And yet He is unchangeing. Immutable.
It is relatively easy to contemplate the Son's growth. And we understand the way that love grows, and can apply that to the Spirit. But how is the Father's growth manifested?
How is One who is unchangeable changing?
It stumped me for a minute, until He stepped in.
And then it occurred to me; perhaps the Father's growth is not in His essence but in His production.
Perhaps it is in the very expansion of the cosmos.
Perhaps the increase of our love feeds the very force of the Father's creative power, and out shoots matter and energy and liturgy and ritual and order and beauty and passion and endurance and hot, molten, burning, unconquerable love.
And so the stars and the planets dance, and the bees and the ants dance, and the church and its liturgy dance, and we dance.
We dance.
We dance.
In the post linked above, I thought about the love growing between my dearest of friends and I, and how the Spirit seems to be making Himself known more and more obviously to us through that friendship.
If the Spirit is (as Augustine claims) the love between the Father and the Son, can it also proceed from the love of us for God and for each other? Could He expand and increase through that love?
When conveying this question to my BP, he reminded me that the Spirit is also a person, and so I brought this into my pondering.
And it occured to me that persons grow.
Bodies grow, and Jesus has a body which grew (and is growing?). We are the body of Christ, and the body and it's members grow.
And love grows.
This all leads me to think that the Spirit Himself can and does grow, and one of the ways He does so is through our love of eachother and for the Father.
But then I wondered, if the Son and the Spirit both grow, does the Father as well?
This one was harder.
He must grow, because the Trinity is one nature. If one grows, all must grow.
And yet He is unchangeing. Immutable.
It is relatively easy to contemplate the Son's growth. And we understand the way that love grows, and can apply that to the Spirit. But how is the Father's growth manifested?
How is One who is unchangeable changing?
It stumped me for a minute, until He stepped in.
And then it occurred to me; perhaps the Father's growth is not in His essence but in His production.
Perhaps it is in the very expansion of the cosmos.
Perhaps the increase of our love feeds the very force of the Father's creative power, and out shoots matter and energy and liturgy and ritual and order and beauty and passion and endurance and hot, molten, burning, unconquerable love.
And so the stars and the planets dance, and the bees and the ants dance, and the church and its liturgy dance, and we dance.
We dance.
We dance.
Friday, May 8, 2009
Blessed assurance
A friend told me on Wednesday that she'd dreamt a strange dream of me the night before. She said that I was covered in tattoos (in RL I have none) of planets and stars which twirled and spun. She said it was very beautiful and she kept calling people to come over and see.
She woke wondering what it was about, and then thought about it and decided it was because she wanted everyone to know how awesome I was.
What a lovely gift for her to give me, from God's lips. He was speaking to me at a time when I needed to hear such a thing from Him.
She woke wondering what it was about, and then thought about it and decided it was because she wanted everyone to know how awesome I was.
What a lovely gift for her to give me, from God's lips. He was speaking to me at a time when I needed to hear such a thing from Him.
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