Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Barbarism, Decadence, Intimacy and Abbott Suger

At first glance these subjects in the title look disparate. But in a two week stint of having felt submerged in studies on Emotional Intelligence, Buddhism and the multipolar Purkinje cell (and I'm not finished yet), I've listened to a 'Philosopher's Zone' podcast today which has landed me back in the world, eyes renewed, and happily appraising all of the above in a scenery that has changed, even when I've not been a part of it.

The podcast included an interview with John Armstrong, an Associate Professor in Philosophy working in the Melbourne Business School, and an author of a new book called 'In Search of Civilization: Remaking a Tarnished Idea'. It rocks that Business Schools now have resident Philosophers, and it's an outcome of a trend that John himself identifies in this interview. I like this talk because it looks at possibilities, because it nurtures a deeper understanding of the human condition than pop-culture positive psychology has available to it and because it follows a trend of linking philosophy and spirit together. This has some outcomes that I do find awkward, I'll explain these at the end.

My five favourite frames from John Armstrong's interview are:

FRAME 1: Abbott Suger

Armstrong starts with discussing his attempts to find a connection to an audience from deeply complex academic places, by approaching the attractions, or the intimacies, that particular fields or ideas hold for people. What are my feelings towards this thing? Why is this important? Where does this logically lead to?

As a guide in charting a course into a process for 'finding' the audience this way, Abbott Suger (soo-jay) is introduced, who was the leader of an abbey in France in the twelfth century. Suger felt that his abbey was of tremendous spiritual import, and so he wanted to open his arena of spiritual meaning to others. He came up with a developmental process, in which the core of religious ideals is seen as having beginning versions that can be accessed by all - for example seeing beauty and grandeur in a wine goblet can be a starting avenue into contemplating abstract notions such as spiritual beauty or intellectual beauty or ethical beauty. Suger was not a populist - he retained his own vision of true ideals, but found the means to connect these ideals to the community that surrounded him.

FRAME 2: Armstrong identified that relativism is often motivated by a type of generosity - a goodwill is built in to relativism, that is oven accompanied by sheer dismay at the shallowness of materiality. He speaks of retaining spirituality with materiality - learning how these complement each other, rather than encountering the conflict or competition of spirituality with materiality. Armstrong speaks of spiritual 'prosperity', and he's not talking about a shallow new-age 'believe it and you'll see it' mindset, rather that individual flourishing can be enhanced through living the big questions, out loud, deeply (see below).


FRAME 3: Flourishing - when Armstrong talks about 'flourishing' it's not an orientation towards happiness to which he points, but growth. He identifies a need in professional people to address the big questions in life, about 'how should we live?' but argues that no process has been put in place, yet, that assists the quest. He is looking for the place where points of contact between material aspects of the world connect to people's senses of meaning, and of purpose. Flourishing is not succcess, flourishing has negative and positive qualities, that is, flourishing here is based on the notion found in Aristotle's 'Ethics'.

FRAME 4: Barbarism and decadence - barbarism is 'strength without sensitivity' and is polarised against decadence, 'sensitivity without strength'. These are not characterised as negative qualities but rather are aspects of ourselves that we need to own a relationship with and to.

FRAME 5: Civilisation is a mechanism to help us cope with our darker selves, 'the beast in me', 'the crooked timbers of humanity', as quoted by Kant. We have to cope with our own weaknesses and incapabilities, and civilisation gives us a guide map for dealing constructively with our tendency to self-destruction.

Armstrong identifies three big characteristics of 'spiritual prosperity' that is, rich inner life - these are: attachment to higher things, a feeling and a drawing towards depth and complexity, and finally mental space where paradox can be held in mind.

I felt enlivened by listening to this podcast - I felt like 'it's okay to have big concerns!!' and I'm grateful that the author is charting a path for philosophy in an interdisciplinary space. My minor concern comes down to the philosophical use of the word 'spirituality' - where spirituality in a philosophical context seems often to get channelled into a highly individualised (dare I say Western culture-influenced) calyx, a spirited 'personality', a spirit of ideals.

Whereas Spirit, well, Spirit flows. You know?

Sunday, October 11, 2009

Song of Songs 8:6-7

'Love is strong as death,
jealousy as relentless as Sheol.
The flash of it is a flash of fire,
a flame of the Lord himself.
Love no floods can quench,
no torrents drown.'




A flame of the Lord himself.
The spark in the middle of
no thought, no sound, no sight, no hearing
No self.
That
with which
we are charged.

None, 28th Sunday of the Year: http://www.universalis.com/20091011/today.htm

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Rendering Love and Charity

Inspired by Terce and Sext on the Day of Our Lady of the Rosary, as listed at http://www.universalis.com/1100/today.htm

Both these readings for today contain pieces from 1 Corinthians 13, chapter 13 of St Paul's first Epistle to the Christian community of Corinth. These passages are often quoted when there's a need to address the subject of love scripturally, but this chapter also talks from a place of enactment. This is how we do it.

The original Greek word for 'love' used in this Chapter was αγαπη - agape, sacrifical love. By the time of the recording of the Vulgate, this had been identified with caritas - which originally meant something like the costliness of affection, or a high esteem (recorded sometimes as 'dilectio'). In our times these words have been rendered as charity, which has an emphasis more on what you give away, rather than the grace with which it is given.

Through time we reach the King James version of the Epistles, where charity, from the well-known triumvirate of 'faith, hope and charity' becomes love. Not desirous or sexual amor, but moreso the undeniable recognition of kindred humanity. A benevolence that stems from the simple fact that we both stand (sit, lie, kneel, crawl) in a suit of skin, blessed with senses that beg our brain to try to figure stuff out. Including (and most importantly) what might be goin' on inside, with each other.

So, holding that chunky bundle of information in mind, I'd like to invite you to join me for a slow reading of 1 Corinthians 13, where I've substituted the slightly unfamiliar word 'caritas' into the Douay-Rheims version of the chapter, and to let the sense of love that flows from the words pour over, into and upon you as you read this.


1 Corinthians 13

1If I speak with the tongues of men, and of angels, and have not caritas, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal.

2And if I should have prophecy and should know all mysteries, and all knowledge, and if I should have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not caritas, I am nothing.

3And if I should distribute all my goods to feed the poor, and if I should deliver my body to be burned, and have not caritas, it profiteth me nothing.

4Caritas is patient, is kind: Caritas envieth not, dealeth not perversely; is not puffed up;

5Is not ambitious, seeketh not her own, is not provoked to anger, thinketh no evil;

6Rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth with the truth;

7Beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things.

8Caritas never falleth away: whether prophecies shall be made void, or tongues shall cease, or knowledge shall be destroyed.

9For we know in part, and we prophesy in part.

10But when that which is perfect is come, that which is in part shall be done away.

11When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child. But, when I became a man, I put away the things of a child.

12We see now through a glass in a dark manner; but then face to face. Now I know I part; but then I shall know even as I am known.

13And now there remain faith, hope, and caritas, these three: but the greatest of these is caritas.



Prophecies in part, knowledge in part, desire to overcome the gap, in full, willingness to stay, and listen, and learn, and understand, that's agape.



With a sniff of postmodernity in the reckless pursuit of the paradox:
that
love can never be enough,
communication can never be perfect,
and I cannot be you.

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Unlike other things alive -
Birds that wing their way through the air
Fish that in chill waters dive
Beasts that tread the earth
and leave their footprints there -
Man, by reason made aware,
Solely judges and discerns;
Man approaches angels
by the things he learns.

Francesco Stelluti
in Galileo Galileo's Assayer, 1623

The Ballad of the Three Keening Marys



Ballad of the Three Keening Marys

An é sin an maicín a d'iompair mé trí ráithe?
(Ochón agus ochón ó!)
Nó 'n é sin an maicín a rugadh ins an stábla?
(Ochón agus ochón ó!)

Nó an é sin an maicín a hoileadh in ucht Mháire?
A mhaicín mhuirneach, tá do rós-bhéilín gearrtha.

Chrochadar suas í ar ghuaillí arda
'Gus chuireadar anuas í faoi leacrachaí na sráide

Buailigí mé féin ach ná bainidh le mo mháithrín
Maróidh muid thú féin agus buailfidh muid do mháithrín.

Cuireadh culaith róin air le spídiúlacht a namhaid
'Gus cuireadh an tsleá thrína bhrollach álainn.

Cuireadh go Calvary é ag méadú ar a pháise
Bhí sé ag iompar na croise 'gus Síomón lena shála

Éist, a Mháthair 'gus ná bí cráite
Tá mná mo chaointe le breith fós, a mháithrín.

Here's the English version... seo leagan Béarla de:

Is that the dear son I carried for three seasons?
Or is that the dear son who was born in the stable?

Or is that the dear son who was reared in Mary's bosom?
My little darling son, your rosy mouth is bleeding.

They lifted her up on high shoulders
And they cast her down on the stones of the street.

Beat me, but do not touch my mother.
"You we will kill, and we will beat your mother."

A hair shirt was put on him through malice of his enemies
And the spear was thrust through his lovely bosom.


He was sent to Calvary, increasing his suffering
He was carrying the cross, while Simon followed after.

"Listen, O Mother, and do not be tormented,
The women who will keen me are yet unborn, dear mother."

Authentic and Inauthentic

Odes of Solomon: Ode 34

Authentic and Inauthentic


There is no rough way,

where there is a simple heart,

nor a wound

in upright thoughts,

nor a storm gust

in the depth of clear thought.

Where the beautiful one is surrounded

on all sides,

there is nothing in him that is

divided.

The archetype of what is below

is that which is above.

For everything is above,

and below is nothing,

but it seems to be, to those in

whom there is no gnosis.

Grace was revealed for your

redemption;

believe and live and be redeemed.

Hallelujah.



Source: Lattke, M. (2009). Odes of Solomon: a commentary. Minneapolis: Fortress Press.

Friday, October 2, 2009

The Pearly Kings and Queens




This post is indebted to Simone Weil for her notion of 'rootedness'.


Henry Croft was a man who knew how to bankroll on the back of baubles. Famous for having established (perhaps the only) working class monarchy, the Pearly Kings and Queens, those daring Cockney lads and lasses known for gadding about in mother-of-pearl crusted clothing, Henry's legacies have been raising money for charities (originally orphanages) since the late 19th century.

The genius of it comes through the fact that it's all about costume. Yep, it's about dollying up your best Sunday blacks with mother-of-pearl buttons, and parading it about for Harvest Festival at St Pancras, and fetching coins from well-wishers, all of which happens in about two weeks' time.

There's history, craft ideas, Cockney rhymes and guild action galore in these links below.

Go ahead, knock yourself out. 'Twas never a day or a tuppence wasted, the time and money invested in mother-of-pearl, and may the Reign of the Pearlies bless our world-wide culture for many a year to come.



Think this opening

Time echoes
haunt
again

paper-thin skin veins alight

I shrug at the touch
veridical transparency
doesn't negate
the slumber call
of daylight nose-to-nose kiss
delight in circumspect wish
twilight and the gentle catapault
of your tummy-pillow into dream-state bliss
the demand

do not give me that word karma
I slide through
grasp
not yours not mine not ours
not this not this not this not this

nowhere.