Tuesday, March 29, 2011

THE CIRCLE OF BELONGING

THE CIRCLE OF BELONGING


We need more resonant words to mirror this than the tired word ‘relationship’. Phrases like ‘an ancient circle closes’ or ‘an ancient belonging awakens and discovers itself’ help to bring out the deeper meaning and mystery of encounter. This is the more sacred language of the soul for togetherness and intimacy. When two people love each other, there is a third force between them. Sometimes when a friendship is in trouble, it is not to be healed by endless analysis or counselling. You need to change the rhythm of seeing each other and come in contact again with the ancient belonging which brought you together. This ancient affinity will hold you together, if you invoke its power and presence around you. Two people who are really awakened inhabit the one circle of belonging. They have awakened a more ancient force around them which will hold them together and mind them.

Friendship needs a lot of nurturing. Often people devote their primary attention to the facts of their lives, to their situation, to their work, to their status. Most of their energy goes into doing. Meister Eckhart writes beautifully about this temptation. He says many people wonder where they should be and what they should do, when in fact they should be more concerned about how to be. The love side of your life is the place of greatest tenderness within you. In a culture preoccupied with fixities and definites and correspondingly impatient of mystery, it is difficult to step out from the transparency of false light into the more candlelight world of the soul. Perhaps, the light of the soul is like Rembrandt light. That tawny, gold light for which Rembrandt’s work is known. This light gives you such a real sense of the depth and substance of the figures on whom it gently shines. It achieves a profound complexity of presence through the subtle use of shadow. Such a golden earth-light is the natural sister of shadow and the cradle of illumination.



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