Wednesday, 4 October 2023

A Fragment

My home is darkness 

This is where I live and thrive

My winding tendrils stretch and curl through the earth

I seek the low places, the depths, the places people ignore and neglect

This is where I am most content

It is quiet here

I often hear rumblings but mostly I live in silence

In silence, touch becomes essential and sacred, I learn an infinite amount through vibrations alone

My dark home is built of soil and dirt

I am friends with the worms and mycelial threads

Yet I know that the world of light needs me and I need it

Although this dark, fecund, tactile world is my home and my preference, I know that the world of light, sound and sight is just as necessary

In essence, we exist as one

A majestic tree needs deep roots

Thursday, 24 August 2023

A Fragment

The lake was quiet

A fertile stillness permeated the area

Some fluffy cygnets nestled into a swan

A breeze rustled the tree canopies, towering all around

A few ducks quacked and chased each other, playfully gliding through the water

Someone was practicing a saxophone in the distance, disembodied sounds, barely audible, faintly echoing across the universe

A centre of awareness and receptivity, I bathed in my surroundings

I strangely felt on the precipice of something, I don’t know what

Present, aligned, connected

In the bewildering whirlwind of life, this was a precious moment of peace and tranquillity

Wednesday, 16 August 2023

A Fragment

I traced the path lightly, as my feet kissed the Earth

A verdant, green-carpeted valley framed the river

The air was warm, balmy, fragrant

Life burgeoned and blossomed all around, in an array of forms

The whole world was ripe and teeming with joy

I trod past various birds tweeting and chirping to each other, their conversations seemed most interesting

Iridescent, neon dragonflies hovered delicately by the riverbanks

Emerald green leaves were perfused with golden sunshine

Bushes and trees were overgrown and overflowing

The river serenely rippled, nourishing the fertile area

I felt as a child again, the whole world was my playground

On this sunny day nature sang to me the most beautiful song

And I was overcome by Love

Tuesday, 15 August 2023

A Fragment

Consumed by thought, incessant thought

One afternoon I left the confines of my all-too-familiar room

Though tired in body, I cycled to the woods

When I arrived the turbulent ripples slowed

The waters of my mind began to settle


The cool afternoon breeze brushed away my frustration

There was a large yew tree surrounded by a fence, a plaque informed me it was 400 years old

I wondered to myself what things this tree had witnessed 

I thought of all the people who, hundreds of years ago, had also walked by this tree

I did not feel separate from them


This evening, the woods embodied tranquility

The canopies rustled above, swaying gently

Nature is medicine

Unlike my straight-edged room, closed off from the world, nature is wiggly

With its gnarled trees and twisted twigs

Saturday, 5 August 2023

Home

Broken, lost, yearning 

We are thrown, limp and half-starved, on distant islands, an eternity from home 

Surrounded by an infinite, barren ocean, no one is coming to rescue us 

Our bodies, minds, souls are hungry, sick, weak 

Needing, longing, desperately we move through life

Our restlessness, ambitions and discontents are all shadows of one longing

We are impelled forward, but what impels us? 

We think, but who is the thinker? 

We act, but who is the actor? 

Sometimes we numb ourselves to ease the pain, filling every silence

Otherwise, it is too much to bear

But the restlessness never truly goes, the yearning never truly stops

Each one of us is Odysseus, seeking our return home

We move through life with forces seemingly bent against us

Do we give up? Retreat? Do we let these forces keep us down?

Or do we continue? Do we rise? Do we learn from our setbacks and grow? Do we plant our feet on the ground, send our roots into the earth, and reach for the skies?

The journey home is long, arduous - full of emotion, tragedy and laughter

Many of us never reach this place, many of us fail to realise that we never really left this place

But we all have the potential

Sometimes we need guidance and love, sometimes we need to surrender

We never left, we never left

Sunday, 30 July 2023

The Book of Job

Man, this is a powerful story. The Book of Job has a complex message which is still relevant today. Job was a righteous man who did all the right things in the eyes of God. He was thus rewarded for this. But God, persuaded by Satan, decided to test Job in a harsh way. God destroyed Job’s livestock, killed his children, destroyed his house, and covered him in boils. Job understandably falls into despair and curses the day he was born. He laments and, at times, his faith in the fairness of God falters. Why has a righteous man been forced to suffer so much? But we learn from the fable that this is a narrow way of looking at things. This way of looking at things doesn’t do justice to the immense complexity of the universe - a universe which includes but transcends individual human concerns.

The story of Job warns us against descending into bitterness and resentment and encourages us to maintain our humility and faith in the cosmic order. It shows us that it is important, whenever possible, to be humble and grateful and to not feel as though the world somehow owes us something. Mark Twain once quipped “The world owes you nothing, it was here first”. This to me is what makes the story so relevant nowadays. I see a lot of bitterness and resentment in modern times. Many people seem to have forgotten what a miracle and wonder it is just to be alive. Through the story of Job, we learn that suffering and hardship are essential to life. Suffering and hardship give beings the opportunity to rise and face challenges. To develop and grow.

Through a revelatory vision, God provides Job a deep understanding of the cosmic process. God shows Job the majesty, vastness and complexity of nature. Through this vision, God seems to be advising Job that one should maintain perspective and shouldn’t dwell on individual worries. Job's primary response to this revelation is one of silence and awe. This revelation reminds me of a passage in the Bhagavad Gita, when Krishna reveals to Arjuna his full, divine form - a form described as “wonderful and terrible”. Krishna's full embodiment of the cosmic process is not only one of sheer wonder and creation but of terror and destruction. The vision gets so intense that Arjuna pleads to Krishna to return to his gentler form. We learn that the cosmos in its essence transcends human concerns and dualities.

Sunday, 23 July 2023

Sacred Nature

Some thoughts inspired by the book Sacred Nature by Karen Armstrong

When experienced deeply and receptively, there is something about the world which is mysterious and awe-inspiring. There is an intelligent process going on. Some people have described this process as sacred or divine. To my mind, describing it as sacred or divine means one is recognising that there is a meaningful, beautiful process occurring - a process that we can never fully grasp in a conscious or scientific way. 

I'm not just saying this because it’s a nice comforting story and to alleviate my fear of death, but because this is something that I (and seemingly other people throughout history) have felt in their bones. They've felt it stronger than they’ve felt anything else. They can’t necessarily explicate these experiences in a linear way, but this doesn’t mean they are any less true or meaningful. In fact, I feel the most profound and beneficial truths cannot be rationalised or talked about in a linear, one-dimensional way. They can only be hinted at poetically and esoterically. Just because mystical experiences can’t be empirically proven doesn’t mean they should be dismissed. 

If we are receptive and sensitive enough to feel this mysterious cosmic process, then we realise how inseparable we are from everything else. Our usual feelings of isolation and insignificance dissolve and we begin to experience reality as it is. If enough people managed to have these experiences and interpret them accurately, then enough people would respect nature. They would not see nature as separate from themselves. They would feel a deep compassion, gratitude and thoughtfulness toward the whole world, including every being within that world.

I agree with the premise of Sacred Nature. Armstrong suugests that the world (primarily the Western world) needs to conceive of and feel nature to be sacred. This is something we used to do more, before the Enlightenment. We need to rediscover a reverential connection to the natural world. We need to humble ourselves to the mystery of the cosmos. 

Organised religion has done a lot of damage. But in our technological age, with our understandable distate of organised religion, we have swung too far the other way. As a result,  many rigid atheists have themselves become dogmatic. They have adopted the same narrow, linear ways of thinking that religious fundamentalists adopt. Dogmatism is the real thing to be challenged, and dogmatism can manifest in many areas.

I love the way Armstrong spends time looking at some of the Romantic poets and how they venerated nature. In terms of venerating nature, Wordsworth is unparalleled. Armstrong discusses Wordsworth's Tintern Abbey ode, a deeply profound and intelligent piece of poetry. I used to think of Romantic poetry as a bit flowery and off-putting, but upon reading it recently and learning more about it, I'm realising just how impressive much of it is. In his Tintern Abbey ode, Wordsworth sees nature as imbued with a force that "impels all thinking things, all objects of all thought, and rolls through all things". Wordsworth's experience of nature is a participatory one, where his very ability to think is pervaded by the same force which gives rise to the natural world.

Armstrong's argument is laid out carefully and intelligently. In the introduction, she spends time looking at how our ancestors concieved of nature in a participatory way and how they saw the whole of nature, the whole of the phenomenal world, as alive and intelligent. This includes even inanimate matter. People nowadays tend to scoff at this kind of thing. We no longer think of inert matter as intelligent or alive. But our modern way of thinking about matter isn't necessarily helpful or true. 

Crucially, our early ancestors did not think of God as a distant and distinct being, but saw God as a cosmic presence, a "force imbuing all things". This is the kind of God I can get behind. When we think of 'the stuff of the universe' as unintelligent and inert, this can lead to the attitude that we, as supposedly intelligent beings, somehow have dominion over it. But if we rediscovered a more animistic way of looking at nature, which sees everything as sacred, we would no longer disrespect nature in the way we've been doing.

Armstrong then moves on to the value of myth and suggests that rational, secular thought by itself cannot sustain a healthy society. Myths represent a deep, nuanced way of understanding the world. Through allegory and symbolism, myths can touch upon truths that secular thought alone cannot reach. This isn't to say we should go back to the past and it also doesn't mean we should take myths to be literally true. In fact, the whole point of a myth, in my view, is that it is not a one-dimensional, literal explanation of something. Myths are more complex than this. I think the main take away here is that the linear, scientific way of understanding the world isn't sufficient by itself. We require other forms of understanding to do justice to the nuances of existence and to enrich our lives.

There are aspects of Sacred Nature, however, that I’m not sure about. It would have been beneficial to explore the negative effects of organised religion more, even just a cursory mention would’ve been sufficient. This would have contributed to a more nuanced argument. I think because the book discusses religion at length, it seems remiss to have neglected discussing the dogmatism of organised religion and the violence that has been inflicted on others as a result. This last point is particularly relevant here, as there is a whole chapter in the book devoted to the importance of ahimsa (non-violence). To respect nature we must also respect other people, even if they disagree with us. There are also a few times when Armstrong says "in order to save the planet". I disagree with this statement, in the same way that George Carlin would've disagreed with it. It is arrogant to think to think that we, as a single species, have the power to destroy or save this planet. The planet is far more powerful than us. We might do harm to the planet and the other species on it, but we can't destroy it.

Western Values

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