S3 E8: Biblical Series – The Phenomenology of the Divine
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"È importante dunque sapersi orientare fra i simboli, riconoscere la loro presenza e imparare a comprenderli, a produrli, a viverli. Il simbolo non è un’espressione confinata nel passato, né si limita a determinati ambiti come l’arte o la religione. È una forza di attrazione che attraversa i secoli, cambiando per adattarsi ai mutamenti della realtà, eppure mantenendo sempre la stessa essenza. È presente anche nella nostra vita, e le sue tracce si incontrano in ogni aspetto della nostra società e della nostra cultura.
Dal libro "L'immaginazione non è uno stato mentale: è l'esistenza umana stessa" di Francesco Boer - Uno studio sui simboli e sull'immaginazione, sulla loro importanza nella nostra storia e nella nostra vita."
http://www.rosicrucianfellowship.org/...This month in The Conscious Living Program we are working with Symbols:
"How can we deal with the chaos that inevitably infects our lives? Perhaps more to the point, should we learn how to deal with it at all? Shouldn't we strive to eliminate it? Isn't chaos a sign that things have gone terribly wrong?
Maybe not. Carl Jung believed that our psychological development proceeds according to the influence of symbols in our lives. In counter-pointing our established points of view so that growth can occur, symbols invariably feel chaotic.
Each of us develops in ways that differ from others. Yet, we all experience roughly the same dynamics in our lives. In order to understand how this is possible, we must first consider the role that symbols play in our development."
As John R Van Eenwyk, in Archetypes & Strange Attractions explains above Carl Jung saw symbols as a way to explore the archetypal patterns and experiences in our lives, allowing us to unearth hidden truths and desires within ourselves, to discover who we are and move towards individuation, to become the most authentic, whole and complete version of ourselves."
— Stephen Anthony Farah
iv COMMENDATORY VERSES."And we have wits to read, and praise to give.
That I not mix thee so, my brain excuses;
I mean, with great but disproportion'd muses:
For, if I thought my judgment were of years,
I should commit thee surely with thy peers;
And tell how far thou didst our Lyly outshine,
Or sporting Kyd, or Marlowe's mighty line:
And though thou hadst small Latin, and less Greek,
From thence to honour thee, I would not seek
For names; but call forth thundering 2Eschylus,
Euripides, and Sophocles, to us,
Pacuvius, Accius. him of Cordova dead,
To live again, to hear thy buskin tread
And shake a stage: or, when thy socks were on,
Leave thee alone, for the comparison
Of all that insolent Greece, or haughty Rome,
Sent forth, or since did from their ashes come.
Triumph, my Britain! thou hast one to show,
To whom all scenes of Europe homage owe.
He was not of an age, but for all time;
And all the muses still were in their prime,
When like Apollo he came forth to warm
Our ears, or like a Mercury to charm.
Nature herself was proud of his designs,
And joy'd to wear the dressing of his lines;
Which were so richly spun, and woven so fit,
As since she will vouchsafe no other wit.
The merry Greek, tart Aristophanes,
Neat Terence, witty Plautus, now not please:
But antiquated and deserted lie,
As they were not of Nature's family.
Yet must I not give Nature all; thy art,
My gentle Shakespeare, must enjoy a part:
For though the poet's matter nature be,
His art doth give the fashion; and that he,
Who casts to write a living line, must sweat,
(Such as thine are) and strike the second heat
Upon the muses' anvil; turn the same,
(And himself with it) that he thinks to frame;
Or for the laurel he may gain a scorn,
For a good poet's made, as well as born:
And such wert thou. Look, how the father's face
Lives in his issue; even so the race
Of Shakespeare's mind, and manners, brightly shines
In his well-turned and true-filed lines;
In each of which he seems to shake a lance,
As brandish'd at the eyes of ignorance.
Sweet Swan of Avon, what a sight it were."
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Rose of beauty and fine appearance
And flower of happiness and pleasure,
lady of most merciful bearing,
And Lord for relieving all woes and cares;
Rose of roses and flower of flowers,
Lady of ladies, Lord of lords. Rosa das rosas e Fror das frores,
Dona das donas, Sennor das sennores.
1.
Rosa de beldad' e de parecer
e Fror d'alegria e de prazer,
Dona en mui piadosa ser
Sennor en toller coitas e doores.
Rosa das rosas e Fror das frores,
Dona das donas, Sennor das sennores.
2.
Such a Mistress everybody should love,
For she can ward away any evil
And she can pardon any sinner
To create a better savor in this world.
Rose of roses and flower of flowers,
Lady of ladies, Lord of lords.
2.
Atal Sennor dev' ome muit' amar,
que de todo mal o pode guardar;
e pode-ll' os peccados perdõar,
que faz no mundo per maos sabores.
Rosa das rosas e Fror das frores,
Dona das donas, Sennor das sennores.
3.
We should love and serve her loyally,
For she can guard us from falling;
She makes us repent the errors
That we have committed as sinners:
Rose of roses and flower of flowers
Lady of ladies, Lord of lords.
3.
Devemo-la muit' amar e servir,
ca punna de nos guardar de falir;
des i dos erros nos faz repentir,
que nos fazemos come pecadores.
Rosa das rosas e Fror das frores,
Dona das donas, Sennor das sennores.
4.
This lady whom I acknowledge as my Master
And whose troubadour I'd gladly be,
If I could in any way possess her love,
I'd give up all my other lovers.
Rose of roses and flower of flowers,
Lady of ladies, Lord of lords.
4.
Esta dona que tenno por Sennore de que quero seer trobador,
se eu per ren poss' aver seu amor,
dou ao demo os outros amores.
Rosa das rosas e Fror das frores,
Dona das donas, Sennor das sennores.
by: Alfonso X El Sabio
https://www.greenmedinfo.com/blog/flu..."O world, thou choosest not the better part!
It is not wisdom to be only wise,
And on the inward vision close the eyes,
But it is wisdom to believe the heart.
Columbus found a world, and had no chart,
Save one that faith deciphered in the skies;
To trust the soul's invincible surmise
Was all his science and his only art.
Our knowledge is a torch of smoky pine
That lights the pathway but one step ahead
Across a void of mystery and dread.
Bid, then, the tender light of faith to shine
By which alone the mortal heart is led
Unto the thinking of the thought divine."
— George Santayana
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_On The Truth Of The Saviour_
"E'en John the Baptist did not know
Who Christ the Lord could be,
And bade his own disciples go
The strange event to see.
They said, Art thou the one of whom
'Twas written long before?
Is there another still to come,
Who will all things restore?
This is enough, without a name--
Go, tell him what is done;
Behold the feeble, weak and lame,
With strength rise up and run.
This is enough--the blind now see,
The dumb Hosannas sing;
Devils far from his presence flee,
As shades from morning's wing.
See the distress'd, all bath'd in tears,
Prostrate before him fall;
Immanuel speaks, and Lazarus hears--
The dead obeys his call.
This is enough--the fig-tree dies,
And withers at his frown;
Nature her God must recognize,
And drop her flowery crown.
At his command the fish increase,
And loaves of barley swell--
Ye hungry eat, and hold your peace,
And find a remnant still.
At his command the water blushed,
And all was turned to wine,
And in redundance flowed afresh,
And owned its God divine.
Behold the storms at his rebuke,
All calm upon the sea--
How can we for another look,
When none can work as he?
This is enough--it must be God,
From whom the plagues are driven;
At whose command the mountains nod,
And all the Host of Heaven!"
— George Moses Horton